This system is outrageous.

After eating and drinking, An Lu helped his drunken boss back to the room.

After throwing her boss on the bed, the frail An Lu fled the room at lightning speed. The three followed behind her, waiting for the legendary bloody plot to begin.

The door suddenly opened, and An Lu was so scared that she stepped back, only to see a girl with disheveled clothes rushing towards her.

The girl felt like she had seen a life-saving straw and held on to An Lu's hand tightly.

"Save me, save me quickly..." The girl's voice became lower and lower, and finally she fainted beside An Lu.

Although An Lu was quick to catch the girl's falling body, the people in the room also chased out.

"Hey, here comes another one. We can play mahjong together." A man was looking An Lu up and down with obscene eyes.

Ye Fei frowned uncomfortably, and Eleven reached out and grabbed Ye Fei's hand.

"Calm down, you can't rush over."

"It's all a plot, don't take it seriously."

Eleven nervously pulled Ye Fei, fearing that she would rush up and kick the wretched man a few times in excitement.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" An Lu looked at the empty corridor and saw no one in sight.

An Lu slowly put the girl on the ground, stood up and slowly backed away.

"Hey, where are you going? Won't you help me get her to the room?" The wretched man walked over with a smile and pulled up the unconscious girl.

"Let her go. There are surveillance cameras here. If you don't let go, I'll call the police." An Lu's voice echoed in the corridor.

"Surveillance, what is that? Are you kidding me?" The wretched man left the unconscious girl and walked towards An Lu step by step.

An Lu backed away, knocking on the door next to her and shouting loudly.

"It's on fire, is anyone there? It's on fire."

The wretched man was slightly stunned, then laughed even more arrogantly.

"You are so interesting. Where did the anger come from?"

An Lu knocked on several doors in succession, but no one responded. Gradually, she began to panic.

"Look, no one believes you. Look carefully at what you are wearing. You are not from here. You are from over there."

A gleam of light flashed in the wretched man's eyes, and An Lu suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

"How did you get here? Tell me and I will leave you alone." The wretched man was so excited that he was a little crazy.

"I don't understand what you are saying. Don't come over here. I know Kung Fu." An Lu swallowed guiltily.

An Lu was pushed against the wall by the man, who used his body to squeeze An Lu into the corner. "To be honest, I have never touched the woman over there, although she looks no different."

An Lu pretended to be calm and tried to break free from the wretched man's hand.

"Tell me how you got here, and I can let you go."

An Lu turned her head away and said reluctantly in a low voice.

"I came from the airport. I can take you there, but you have to let that girl go."

The wretched man said in amazement. "The women over there are different. They even think about others. That's fine. Compared to her, I want to know how to get through."

The wretched man looked An Lu up and down, reached out and touched An Lu's waist, then withdrew his hand.

"Take me there now, and don't play any tricks."

A hint of murderous intent flashed across An Lu's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"I came here with my boss. He's drunk, so I have to take you tomorrow." An Lu dodged to the side, keeping a distance from the man.

The wretched man looked at An Lu suspiciously, obviously not believing what she said.

"I can take you to his room. I just came out of his place." An Lu took out a room card from her pocket. The wretched man looked her up and down and nodded reluctantly.

"Don't play any tricks, take me over to see it." The wretched man rushed over, held An Lu's shoulders, and pulled An Lu into his arms.

An Lu brought the wretched man to the boss's room, praying in her heart that the boss was not asleep yet.

The door opened, and the middle-aged man inside was lying on the bed, humming and talking drunkenly.

The wretched man closed the door with satisfaction after seeing this.

"I will be here tonight. You must take me to the airport tomorrow morning, or I will tell the patrol team and have you arrested."

The wretched man walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at An Lu arrogantly.

An Lu walked to the bed and sat down gently on it.

The wretched man raised his eyebrows, and in his mind he began to fantasize about the story of his boss and his female secretary.

While the man wasn't paying attention, An Lu reached out to the boss's arm, but the drunk boss didn't react at all.

The three of them stood in the room, looking at the scene in front of them. At this moment, Ye Fei was like a balloon that would explode at the slightest touch, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Just watch the show without adding to it. You must hold it in. This is a story of abusive love where the heroine is tortured." Eleven kept comforting Ye Fei.

Seeing that her boss had no reaction, An Lu could only sigh and give up.

As time went by, the wretched man gradually felt sleepy and his eyelids began to droop. However, An Lu, who often worked overtime, was not only energetic, but her brain was also working at high speed, and she was not sleepy at all.

An Lu pretended to be sleepy and squinted her eyes, and the wretched man finally relaxed his guard.

Soon, the sound of even breathing came from the wretched man. An Lu took off her shoes, picked up the desk lamp beside her, and walked towards the wretched man quietly.

An Lu raised the desk lamp and put it down again, repeating this several times. As if she had finally made up her mind, she raised her hand and smashed it hard on the wretched man's head.

The wretched man woke up with pain. Just as he was about to get up, An Lu hit his head madly. The wretched man finally fell down softly with blood oozing from his head.

An Lu sat down limply on the ground, all the grievances in her heart released at this moment. She sat on the ground and sobbed. Ye Fei stretched out her hand helplessly and then took it back.

The noise here finally attracted the attention of the person on the bed. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a man with blood all over his face and An Lu sitting on the ground crying.

The slightly plump body suddenly jumped up from the bed like a spring, pulled An Lu up from the ground, and looked at her tear-stained face.

"What's going on? Who is this?"

An Lu briefly told her boss what happened to her, and then wiped the tears from her face with her hands.

"Boss, don't worry. I won't drag you down. If anything really happens, I will handle it alone."

The boss sighed and patted An Lu's shoulder.

"Go to bed and rest for a while. I'll come and see if he's dead."

An Lu sat on the edge of the bed, watching the boss reach out to feel the wretched man's breath, and then touch his carotid artery.

"He's not dead. Let's find something to tie him up first. You said there's a girl lying on the ground outside. Go check if she's still there. Let's carry her back to her room."

An Lu then remembered that there might be a girl lying outside and wondered if she had been taken away by someone. Thinking of this, An Lu didn't even bother to put on her shoes, but opened the door and ran out.

Seeing the girl still lying in the corridor, An Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

When he came back, he saw the boss had tied his hands with men's shoelaces, and the two of them carried him back to the room where the girl ran out.

There were two disheveled girls in the room, and An Lu couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"This damn pervert, wait and see how I deal with him." The boss suddenly looked righteous. An Lu didn't care to be surprised, and the two of them carried the girl back.

The wretched man was thrown to the ground, and the three unconscious girls were placed on the bed one by one. An Lu was already somewhat exhausted.