The village beauty and me!

Chen Huan took a moment from his busy schedule to turn his head and glance at it.

Actually, you could tell from the voice that it was Zhao Yaru.

She had just taken a shower, and her skin looked exceptionally fair and tender.

She was dressed rather lightly, and her pair of long, white legs made Chen Huan dizzy.

But at that moment, he couldn't care less about admiring the scenery. His eyes widened, and he roared, "Don't touch me!"

Zhao Yaru's teasing smile froze instantly.

Then he frowned, looking somewhat angry.

She quickly withdrew her hand, scoffed, and said, "Fine, I won't touch you then. Do you think I care about you?"

Then he glanced at Chen Huan and Fatty's current state.

Both of them sat cross-legged on the ground, with the fat man in front and Chen Huan behind.

Chen Huan placed both hands on the fat man's back.

It looks like a scene from an old-fashioned martial arts drama, depicting the transmission of skills or the healing of injuries.

Zhao Yaru quickly laughed again, "You two probably have an IQ that's no more than three years old combined, right?"

"He's an adult, why is he still playing this?"

After saying that, he subconsciously took out his phone to record a video and post it online.

"Stop messing around, we're busy right now, go play somewhere else!" Chen Huan glared at him again and gave him a scolding.

He knew that he had no way to explain now, and that talking more would be a complete waste of time.

Therefore, the only effective way is to provoke Zhao Yaru.

This tactic worked as expected, and Zhao Yaru's face turned red with anger.

He hung up the phone, stomped his foot angrily, and said, "I knew you two were weird a long time ago, you perverts!"

After saying that, he turned and left angrily.

  

Chen Huan didn't have the energy to guess what Zhao Yaru was feeling.

He quickly focused all his attention on the exercise and the circulation of his inner energy.

Fortunately, after losing her temper, Zhao Yaru left quickly and did not continue to bother them.

The fat man is gradually losing the pain and instead appears very calm, like an old monk in deep meditation. Even his sitting posture has naturally become more relaxed.

It looks quite presentable.

Chen Huan breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hand, and stood up.

He muttered, "I wonder how it's going. Get up, let me kick you a couple of times and see."

The fat man pressed his hand on the ground and jumped up on the spot.

It is more than two meters off the ground.

Then he yelled, "Oh my god, help! I'm afraid of heights!"

He landed in a panic, then his face lit up with ecstatic joy.

"I feel as light as a feather now, and I have inexhaustible energy all over my body."

"Brother Huan, hurry up and beat me up."

Faced with the fat man's sincere request, Chen Huan naturally did not hold back his strength.

He stepped forward and unleashed a flurry of powerful kicks, each punch landing with considerable force.

The fat guy was naturally tough and resilient, the kind of guy who could take a beating.

Now that his physique has been improved after consuming the Golden Elixir, his ability to withstand blows is even more astonishing.

According to Chen Huan's estimation, the attack he just unleashed would have left eight or ten people lying on the ground.

However, apart from grimacing a bit, the fat man didn't show any obvious signs of injury.

Next, we tested his strength, speed, and reaction time.

Although he didn't experience the dramatic improvement that Chen Huan had back then, he was still several times stronger than the average person.

"Brother Huan, Godfather, shall I kowtow to you?"

"You're so good to me. One golden pill has actually turned me into a little superman."

"I must not be dreaming, right?" the fat man said, slapping his face repeatedly.

Although he was in excruciating pain, he was also incredibly happy, grinning foolishly.

"One kowtow is enough; I'm afraid it will shorten my lifespan."

"The effect is even better than I expected, not bad, not bad," Chen Huan responded with a smile.

The fat man blinked his small eyes, his gaze fixed on Chen Huan's pocket.

He licked his lips and said, "Brother Huan, don't you still have quite a few golden pills left? Give me two more."

"After I finish eating, maybe my strength will be on par with yours."

"From now on, if I see anyone I don't like, I'll kill them. No problem."

Chen Huan rolled her eyes at him. "What do you think this is? Can the effects stack?"

"Then I don't need to do anything else. I can just buy a hundred of them, eat them all, and ascend to immortality on the spot. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

The fat man scratched his head and grinned foolishly, "So the effects can't be stacked, huh?"

Then, somewhat nervously, she asked, "So, how long will this buff last?"

"As long as you don't ruin your body, you can exist for as long as you want; it won't fade away," Chen Zheng gave a definite answer.

The fat man immediately cheered.

He stretched out his arms, wanting to give his godfather a passionate hug.

"Get lost, get away from me!" Chen Huan kept backing away.

The fat man had just undergone a transformative evolution, expelling many impurities from his body.

The smell emanating from him now is unbearable; it's truly an eyesore.

"Go back quickly, take a shower, change your clothes, and we'll meet up by the river in a bit," Chen Huan instructed, pinching his nose.

"What, another operation tonight?" the fat man asked excitedly, sniffing his own scent.

Chen Huan nodded. "Xu Huifang is too cunning, so we have to be careful."

"We need to start taking some preventative measures tonight."

"In a little while, I'll go to the convenience store and get some alcohol and snacks. We'll be on duty there tonight."

"Okay, I'll do whatever Godfather says." The fat man happily agreed, then turned and ran towards his residence.

Chen Huan turned his head and suddenly realized that his three most beautiful women in the family, including his sister-in-law Li Chunlan, were looking at him strangely not far away.

"Why are you guys looking at me like that? Am I that handsome?" Chen Huan grinned.

"Handsome my foot, you narcissist." Zhao Yaru glanced at him coldly, her face frosty.

She's clearly still angry.

Zhao Liping asked with a smile, "Chen Huan, you wouldn't actually be bisexual, would you?"

"What were you and Fatty doing? You're all sweaty and smelly!"

Li Chunlan's gaze was strange. Although she didn't say anything, her face clearly showed a hint of doubt and worry.

Chen Huan was speechless for a moment. "Zhao Yaru, are you talking nonsense?"

"Me and Fatty..."

Chen Huan tried to explain, but he didn't know how to say it.

He couldn't very well tell these three beautiful women in front of him that he had used his golden elixir to transform the fat man, could he?

I'm afraid I'll think I'm a fool after I say it.

In the end, having no other choice, he could only shrug nonchalantly, "Think what you want. A crooked body has no fear of a straight shadow. Ugh, you've got it backwards."

The situation was too awkward, so Chen Huan decided to hurry to the riverbank.

At this moment, Zhao Yaru stopped him with a cold face, "There are three women in the house, and you, a grown man, are always thinking about running away?"

Do you think this is appropriate?

Chen Huan's eye twitched, and a sudden surge of anger rose within him for no apparent reason.

His gaze swept over Zhao Yaru's fair and alluring figure.

With a grin, he asked, "So what do you mean?"

Zhao Yaru's tone was cold. "Of course you can only leave after you've served the three of us well!"