The village beauty and me!

Chen Huan is feeling somewhat depressed right now.

Originally, he planned to show off by driving his car right in front of Ma Yingjun and giving her a hard time.

As a result, his head was almost smashed open.

It must be said that the eldest daughter of the Ma family, who returned from abroad, certainly has capable people by her side.

Even in such a dangerous situation, Chen Huan did not let go of the accelerator.

So the car spun half a circle in place, its tires spinning wildly across the grass.

It whipped up a large amount of turf and soil, which sprayed just like the two people who rushed over to intercept it.

While they were cursing and avoiding him, Chen Huan quickly adjusted his posture.

I shifted into reverse, backed up, and just like that, I forced my way in.

I felt a whooshing sound coming from behind.

Chen Huan didn't even look, instinctively ducking to avoid it.

Sure enough, it was another metal ball that smashed through the rear windshield and swung at his head from the side.

However, it was perfectly dodged.

At this moment, Chen Huan had already moved the car to the side of the pavilion.

It's definitely not possible to turn around directly.

After all, this pavilion is above the ground and is surrounded by stone-carved railings.

Chen Huan didn't want to cause too much damage.

So he simply pushed open the car door, and just as the car was about to come to a complete stop, he very casually lifted his leg and stepped out.

"You're asking for it!" The two men, covered in mud and bits of grass, cursed as they split up and charged at Chen Huan from either side.

One of them flicked his wrist and threw out a metal ball, while the other threw out a shiny crescent-shaped throwing knife.

One of these two hidden weapons is heavy and swift, while the other keeps spinning and circling, making it impossible to discern its true trajectory.

These two things surprisingly formed a very sharp and tacit cooperation in a short period of time.

They bumped into each other as they approached Chen Huan.

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The metal sphere was moving faster, while the crescent-shaped throwing knife took an even more unpredictable route.

It traced a dazzling arc and surprisingly headed straight for Chen Huan's chest.

"Such speed, such exquisite technique."

"I've never encountered such a master before." Chen Huan stood there, his expression slightly strange.

The way these two people used to throw hidden weapons was definitely beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.

This isn't a matter of cooperation or non-cooperation at all.

Rather, it is precise control that is exquisite to the extreme.

The main thing is that the strength of that hand is something that ordinary people cannot possess.

Even so, such an attack was still futile in front of Chen Huan, whose cultivation technique had already reached the second level.

The strange trajectory of the throwing knife seemed ridiculously slow in Chen Huan's eyes.

With a light and easy lift of his hand, he caught the tip of the throwing knife.

Then, using this posture, he slammed it down with his backhand.

He used the handle of the throwing knife to smash the heavy black metal ball to the ground.

The blade continued to vibrate, emitting a unique buzzing sound.

"This throwing knife is made of unusual material, it seems to be some kind of special alloy." Chen Huan stared at the crescent-shaped throwing knife in his hand with a hint of curiosity.

"He's a master!" The man and woman opposite were stunned.

Originally, Chen Huan was in the car, and neither of them took his strength too seriously.

Now that he's gotten off the bus, he's shown off his skills, which has put immense pressure on them.

"Chen Huan, what are you doing?"

"Stop messing around, okay?" Huang Yanyan still didn't know why Chen Huan had come, and only thought that Chen Huan wanted to cause trouble.

So he immediately frowned and walked over, scolding her, but not daring to be too serious.

After all, her life was essentially in Chen Huan's hands.

The short-haired young woman hesitated for a moment, but eventually followed slowly.

Four bodyguards immediately surrounded him, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Chen Huan smiled and said, "Miss Huang, let's talk about our business later."

"What do you mean? You didn't come here to see me?" Huang Yanyan asked with a surprised expression.

Then, as if suddenly realizing something, he looked at the young woman beside him and asked, "Looking for you?"

The young woman frowned slightly.

Although he didn't show much tension on his face, he was clearly caught off guard by Chen Huan's sudden arrival.

After regaining his composure, he calmly replied, "It seems so."

"I'm so sorry, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and I've already caused you trouble by running into you."

"You seem to know this guy too?"

Huang Yanyan blinked. "Let's not talk about me yet. What kind of grudge do you have against me?"

"One is my friend, and the other is... a capable person I've taken a liking to."

"Any conflict can be resolved by sitting down and working through it together."

Huang Yanyan, after all, was a daughter of a wealthy family.

At that moment, the first thought was not to dig deeper or blame anyone, but to figure out how to resolve the grudge.

The young woman was clearly Ma Yingjun, the man Chen Huan was looking for.

He sighed and slowly shook his head. "I'm sorry, Yanyan, but this time, I'm afraid it's beyond your control."

"This guy named Chen Huan and I are ultimately enemies, even to the point of being life and death."

Huang Yanyan was stunned again. "Is it that serious?"

"Did he take advantage of you, or does he have ulterior motives towards you?"

Ma Yingjun coughed lightly. "Don't ask me about the specifics; this is the first time I've met him."

After saying that, he walked directly towards Chen Huan.

The bodyguards next to him tried to stop him, but Ma Yingjun didn't take it seriously.

It was as if she had anticipated that Chen Huan wouldn't actually do anything to her here.

At this moment, Chen Huan looked at Ma Yingjun as he slowly walked over, sizing him up while making plans in his mind.

On the way, he had already planned that when he saw Ma Yingjun, he would definitely teach her a lesson.

After all, this woman orchestrated this whole farce herself, and she deserves to be punished.

But now that they were face to face, Chen Huan awkwardly found himself unsure of how to proceed.

Hitting a woman doesn't seem very appropriate.

As he was considering this, Ma Yingjun stopped about three or four meters away from him.

He looked it over with great interest, from head to toe.

Chen Huan was equally unreserved, staring intently at Ma Yingjun's curvaceous figure, his eyes narrowed as if he were giving her a score.

To be honest, Ma Yingjun is quite handsome.

However, his eyebrows and eyes, as well as his style of dress, all exude a somewhat androgynous quality.

To put it more broadly, she's a strong, independent woman.

Although they are about the same age as Huang Yanyan, there is a huge difference between them in terms of temperament and aura.

Compared to Ma Yingjun, Huang Yanyan was at best an accessory, or even a follower.

Ma Yingjun sensed the ill intent in Chen Huan's eyes, frowned slightly, and his expression turned cold.

She slowly asked, "You went to all that trouble to find me just to see my figure?"