The man pushed him away without any hesitation and said, "Get lost."

Ding Naiqing was extremely angry and wanted to step forward to argue, but Tu Ran grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"Don't worry, your sister Ran can handle it. You can go down first." Tu Ran comforted him.

Ding Naiqing still didn't want to leave Tu Ran alone up there.

This man is so burly, and Sister Ran is so small, the difference in strength is too big.

This man was holding a grudge against Sister Ran. What if Sister Ran got hurt? What if a good arm was broken and could only be replaced with a mechanical prosthesis? It was all his fault. He had to show off and say that if Sister Ran got hurt because of him, he would be blamed.

"Why don't you go down? If you don't go down, I'll beat you up too!" Lu Huaiwei's voice was rough and his fingers were crackling.

"No! I won't go down!" Ding Naiqing made up his mind. He was shameless and he would not let Sister Ran stay alone on the ring.

Tu Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she could only find another way. She leaned over to his ear and whispered in a low voice: "If I see that I'm about to lose, I'll call you, and then we can beat him together, okay?"

Ding Naiqing's eyes suddenly lit up, "Sure, then Sister Ran, remember to call me."

"Yeah." Tu Ran smiled and sent him away.

Ding Naiqing stood in the first row under the ring, ready to rush up and beat up Lu Huaiwei with Tu Ran.

"Come on, I want to see how powerful you are, a woman who dares to step on the face of our executive department." Lu Huaiwei said.

It turned out that he was not trying to avenge Zhou Ming, but to restore dignity to the entire executive department.

The pattern came up all of a sudden.

Tu Ran also began to like him more.

"Then I'll be welcome."

Before he could finish his words, Tu Ran had already swept his leg away.

Lu Huaiwei immediately took precautions and grabbed her leg. "Is this all you can do?" Lu Huaiwei sneered.

Tu Ran curled her lips, "How is that possible?"

Xie Xu taught her a lot of moves, but she hasn't used them yet.

Using that leg as a fulcrum, Tu Ran flipped in mid-air, bent her other leg, and hit the back of his neck with her kneecap.

Lu Huaiwei immediately let go of her leg that was used as a fulcrum and quickly stepped back.

Tu Ran did not fall down. Instead, like a morning glory clinging to a tree, she turned 180 degrees on him, clamped her knees around his neck, and twisted his head with her own strength.

Lu Huaiwei lost his balance and fell backward onto the stage.

Tu Ran also fell onto the ropes at the edge of the ring.

There was cheering and applause from below the stage.

Tu Ran was not disturbed by him. She used the elasticity of the ropes to rush forward, hooked her long legs around the neck of Lu Huaiwei who was struggling to sit up, and pressed him down on the ring again, face down.

Lu Huaiwei's neck was clamped, his face turned red, and his upper body could hardly move. He turned his hand to pull Tu Ran down, but his outstretched arm was grasped by Tu Ran and quickly bent in the opposite direction.

"Crack" is the sound of bones breaking.

Lu Huaiwei instantly let out a roar of pain.

The crowd watching the excitement in the audience was so quiet that they dared not make a sound.

Lu Huaiwei was completely pinned down by Tu Ran and couldn't resist.

"Are you giving up?" Tu Ran said coldly.

Lu Huaiwei said nothing.

(End of this chapter)