An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Street Fighting (Beginner) has been distributed...

Muscle memory is being rebuilt, and the technique for generating power has been imprinted...

The small print gradually faded from the retina.

Lynn lowered his eyes slightly, a glint of light flashing in them.

Cool!

[Street Fighting] came at the perfect, damn good time.

It was like a pillow being delivered to someone who was just dozing off—perfect timing!

For him, who planned to start an illegal medical practice in the lower-class neighborhoods.

Nothing could be more practical.

Although there was a black man named Mike acting as a bodyguard.

But in America, this messed-up society that has "Free America, gunfights every day" etched into its DNA.

Relying on yourself is the safest option.

With this set of basic street fighting skills, you can handle 90% of unexpected situations.

Those homeless people, marinated in marijuana and powder, were utterly incapable of fighting.

As for those who are truly skilled in martial arts, they wouldn't be found in the lower-class communities.

Just as Lynn's thoughts were racing.

"I...I'll say..."

Katie's voice, trembling with tears, weakly rang out: "I agree..."

Katie was a little confused at this moment.

What's going on?

I was just frantically forcing myself to agree.

Now that I've given in, the other party has stopped talking.

"Okay, okay, shut up!"

Lynn was a little impatient as her thoughts were interrupted.

Katie shuddered in fright.

She bit her lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.

"Since you've agreed, then don't dawdle."

Lynn suppressed his turbulent thoughts and said calmly, "Let's not delay, let's begin now."

"what?"

Katie's heart skipped a beat, and she asked hesitantly, "Then...who will film it?"

"nonsense!"

Lynn gave him a look as if he were an idiot: "Of course I'll film it myself! If you can film it well, what do you need me for?"

hum-

Upon hearing this, Katie felt a surge of heat rush to her head.

Why make her pose like that in front of Lynn, and then have the camera shoved right in her face to film her?

At that moment, Katie's level of embarrassment instantly reached its peak.

So embarrassing! I'm so embarrassed I could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of my toes!

"Give me your phone." Lynn's tone left no room for argument.

Purchasing a camera under current conditions is clearly unrealistic.

We had to make do with Katie's latest iPhone camera for now.

I'll consider upgrading my equipment once I've earned my first pot of gold.

Also.

On OnlyFans, image quality has never been the core selling point.

As long as the pixel count is acceptable, it's fine.

What truly drives those older white men crazy and makes them spend money is the adrenaline-pumping content and the extreme contrast!

"Give."

Katie gritted her teeth and reluctantly pulled out her phone and handed it over.

Lynn took the camera, skillfully switched to video mode, and glanced at Katie: "What are you standing there for? Want me to help you undress? Change your clothes!"

"Shoot...shoot now?" Katie stammered.

She had thought there would be at least a day or two of buffer time.

I never expected we'd have to start doing this now!

"Time is money, time is life!"

Lynn's tone was icy: "Besides, this can't be done in one take. The film has to be out tonight."

"Then...then turn around!"

Katie clutched her chest tightly, gritting her teeth: "Don't look! And don't peek through the screen!"

Seeing Katie's chaste and virtuous demeanor, Lynn chuckled softly:

"I've seen everything I need to see on you, is this really necessary?"

Even so, Lynn turned around.

Since Katie had already agreed, he didn't want to provoke her too much.

Breaking through the bottom line and desensitizing people needs to be done step by step.

Once she was sure Lynn had turned around, Katie quietly began to change into her uniform.

Having been seen naked just now, she was much calmer this time.

It's as if they've begun to desensitize themselves to this extreme sense of shame.

A few minutes later.

"I...I'm all better..."

Katie's voice, barely audible, came from behind.

Lynn turned around.

He gave it a very aggressive once-over, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Put on that ridiculously stupid mask of yours."

Lynn pointed to the table: "Are you going to show your real face on camera and let your classmates recognize you?"

Upon hearing this, Katie turned pale and quickly put on her mask.

"Let's begin, think back."

Lynn raised her phone and gave the order.

Once you have a bottom line, you'll likely have two.

Once you get past the first hurdle, the rest are much easier.

Katie gritted her teeth and went all out!

Anyway, since she was wearing a mask, no one except Lynn knew who she was.

She took a deep breath and quickly began today's task.

However, Katie sensed that something was wrong.

Simply being looked at by Lynn, and being filmed in the face by a dark, close-up phone camera.

These are two completely different horror experiences!

The cold lens was like the eyes of tens of thousands of hungry white men, relentlessly scanning her body!

That's fine.

What truly broke her was that Lynn was too close!

She could even clearly smell Lynn's scent.

Lynn's extremely tricky camera angles were simply unacceptable to her.

As a naive young girl, she found it extremely difficult to accept.

This is so shameful! It's worse than killing her!

"Don't get distracted! Watch your facial expressions; this is work!"

Lynn's tone was calm and indifferent, as if he were just an emotionless filming machine.

Katie gritted her teeth, inwardly cursing wildly.

Stop pretending to be a respectable person!

What's with the curve of your pants?!

……

This agonizing private photoshoot lasted for more than half an hour.

"That's enough, we're done."

Lynn put her phone away.

thump!

Katie collapsed onto the carpet like a lump of mud.

He was panting heavily, his whole body soaked in sweat.

Knock knock knock—

A crisp knock sounded on the door.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Hill's gentle voice came in.

"Katie? Are you in there? Can Mommy come in?"

Boom!

The moment Katie heard that sound, her brain completely shut down!

Oh no! I completely forgot to lock the door!

If my mother saw me wearing this outfit, alone in a room with Lynn...

She might as well jump out the window and die right now!

At the critical moment.

Extreme fear unleashed Katie's potential.

She sprang up from the carpet and pounced on Lynn with lightning speed.

Without saying a word, she forcefully pulled him toward the big pink bed!

"What are you doing...?"

Lynn frowned, about to lash out.

Katie had already pinned him down hard.

He casually grabbed the thick down comforter next to him and wrapped the two of them tightly inside from head to toe!

next second.

Click.

The bedroom doorknob turned, and Mrs. Hill pushed the door open and entered.

The temperature in the small, enclosed space of the bed soared instantly.

Lynn lay on his back, and Katie had to lie on top of him to avoid giving anything away.

The two were pressed tightly together, fitting perfectly.

Lynn could even feel her rapid heartbeat.

"Mom... I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed."

Katie poked half her head, which was bright red, out from under the covers, her voice trembling slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious."

Mrs. Hill was unaware of anything unusual in the bed.

"I was going to ask you to help me apply body lotion to my back, but since you're sleepy, never mind. Goodnight, baby."

With that, Mrs. Hill turned to close the door.

Katie was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

suddenly!

Mrs. Hill pushed the door open a crack again and casually asked, "By the way, where's Mr. Lin? Is the computer fixed?"

"ah?!"

Katie gasped, because in that very instant...

She could clearly feel a warm sensation.

"He...he fixed it a long time ago and went back upstairs..." Katie forced her voice to remain calm.

"Oh well."

boom.

The door was completely closed.

After confirming that there was absolutely no movement outside the door.

Katie jumped off Lynn as if she'd been electrocuted, throwing off the covers!

Her cheeks were already flushed red, and she was so ashamed that she couldn't utter a single word.

Lynn slowly sat up in bed and straightened his slightly disheveled shirt collar.

"Work overtime tonight to finish editing, and send it to me for review tomorrow morning."

"If there are no problems, the new series will be launched on time first thing tomorrow morning!"

"Also, don't forget to delete all those cringe-worthy, trashy videos from your account!"

After saying that, Lynn turned and left.

He stopped a few steps later, his gaze sweeping meaningfully between Katie's long legs.

"You should go take a shower."

Katie was taken aback by what she heard and involuntarily looked down.

His face immediately turned as red as a fully cooked lobster!

……

at the same time.

First floor.

In Mrs. Hill’s spacious and luxurious master bedroom.

The dim, yellow light from the bedside lamp cast an ambiguous glow.

Mrs. Hill was wearing a black silk nightgown with a deep V-neck, leaning lazily against the headboard.

Large swathes of white, smooth skin at the neckline rippled and peeked out with each breath.

Her eyes were closed, and her face was flushed.

In my mind, the scene that happened in the kitchen tonight is replaying uncontrollably and frantically.

Lynn's broad, muscular back, powerful arms, and his risqué jokes.

A few seconds later.

Mrs. Hill slowly opened her eyes.

She bit her dry lips and went to the bedside table drawer again.

As he lay down again, the white Ruyi scepter reappeared in his hand.

It opened with a click.

"Lin..."

……