The village beauty and me!

Chen Huan realized that Qiao Lingling was no longer angry, and he was finally able to relax.

He asked casually, "No matter how difficult the task, I guarantee it will be completed."

Qiao Lingling seemed to laugh on the other end of the phone, "It's not too difficult, in fact, it's a good job for you."

"Go pick them up, I'll give you the address."

This so-called important task was simply to pick up people.

Chen Huan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and readily agreed.

Sure enough, after hanging up the phone, I received a location message from Qiao Lingling.

The location shown is a theater in the county town.

"Who can I pick up there? Their relatives?" Chen Huan planned the route and headed there immediately.

Chen Huan quickly parked the car at the entrance of the theater.

Qiao Lingling had already given instructions that once they arrived at the destination, anyone who saw his car should come out immediately.

As a result, we parked the car here for a while, but no one came out of the door.

Chen Huan took out his phone and dialed Qiao Lingling's number, but no one answered.

The same goes for the fat guy.

"Could these two guys have found a secluded place to have some fun? Why aren't they answering their phones?" Chen Huan grinned, his expression strange.

I honked the horn twice from outside, but still no one came out.

With no other option, I had to pull over, get out of the car, and walk out.

There was an iron gate at the entrance of the theater, and next to it was a guard room, but no one was there.

The iron gate was ajar, and Chen Huan pushed it open easily, squeezing right in.

In front was a courtyard of medium size, filled with various performance costumes and props.

It looked a bit messy, giving the impression that it was about to move or that the business had fallen through and closed down.

"Is anyone there?" Chen Huan called out.

At that moment, the inner door was pushed open.

A tall, thin man with long, flowing hair and wearing a vest poked his head out.

After glancing at him, she asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing? Trying to steal something?"

Chen Huan frowned slightly. "Have you ever seen a thief shout and yell before they start stealing?"

The young man pushed open the door, cursing, and walked down the steps.

  

Pointing a finger at Chen Huan, he berated him, "You brat, coming here to cause trouble?"

"I'm in a bad mood today, so if you don't want to get beaten up, you'd better get lost!"

Chen Huan felt extremely depressed.

I originally just wanted to pick someone up and go back, but I didn't expect things to turn out so complicated.

The hairy monster was rapidly approaching, waving its thin, bony arms, ready to punch someone.

Chen Huan took two steps back. "Just a friendly reminder, fighting is bad behavior, mainly because it can easily lead to injury."

He was ordered by Qiao Lingling to come here to pick someone up, but he didn't know who it was, so he didn't want to make a move rashly.

However, the hairy monster completely misunderstood Chen Huan's intentions.

He gave a disdainful smile and cursed, "You bastard, you're a coward, and instead of admitting it, you're trying to reason with me."

"Since you're asking for a beating, don't blame me for being impolite!"

In the time it takes to say two words, he has already rushed in front of Chen Huan and thrown a punch.

With a loud thud, a fist landed squarely on Chen Huan's shoulder.

Originally, he intended to hit her in the chest, but Chen Huan moved to the side instead.

The hairy monster screamed, as if it had been hit by an invisible wave of air, and fell backward.

He plopped down on the ground, his eyes rolling back in pain.

"I told you fighting can easily lead to injury, why didn't you listen to my advice?" Chen Huan raised his eyebrows, his expression disdainful.

I thought the matter was over and done with.

But suddenly the hairy man shouted at the top of his lungs, "Help! The people who robbed our theater are causing trouble!"

"Is anyone in charge or not?"

Chen Huan was completely stunned, utterly bewildered.

"Hey there, you long-haired guy, who's trying to rob your theater?"

"I'm here to find..."

Before Chen Huan could finish speaking, a sharp sound of something cutting through the air was suddenly heard.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a gleaming, spear-like object hurtling toward him.

"Holy crap, why are they resorting to knives and guns?"

Chen Huan quickly dodged to the side.

A red-tasseled spear grazed his face and pierced the crack in the nearby rocks.

At the same time, a stocky middle-aged man ran out from one side of the theater.

At this moment, he was also holding another red-tasseled spear of the same type in his hand.

"Gang, get him!"

"This kid's got some skills; he must have been sent by those guys to cause trouble!"

"What have you done to us? This is outrageous!" The long-haired man scrambled to his feet.

He backed away while loudly criticizing others.

The burly man, known as Brother Gang, took a step, twisted his waist, quickly turned his body, and swung his arms.

The red-tasseled spear in his hand was faster and more powerful than when he arrived.

"Damn it, is it really that exaggerated?" Chen Huan cursed, and this time he simply stopped dodging.

He waited until the red-tasseled spear was about to touch his body before quickly raising his hand and pinching the tip of the spear.

Only after I got my hands on it did I realize how light and flimsy this red-tasseled spear was.

Furthermore, it wasn't sharpened or honed, so it must be some kind of prop.

However, it is truly remarkable that the opponent could throw it with such accuracy and power from such a distance.

Gang Ge was stunned when he saw Chen Huan catch his red-tasseled spear.

However, soon, a large number of people surged up behind him.

Some were carrying knives, while others were carrying halberds or similar weapons.

One by one, filled with righteous indignation, they charged forward menacingly.

At that moment, Chen Huan even wondered if he was asleep and dreaming.

The scene before me is so unreal.

With so many people rushing towards us, there was no way to hide.

Chen Huan had a sudden inspiration and immediately took two steps back.

He reached out and grabbed the red-tasseled spear stuck in the crack of the stone slab.

Push it upwards with force.

The stone slab, weighing several dozen kilograms and over three inches thick, flew up in an instant.

Chen Huan caught it decisively and punched a hole in it right in front of the group.

That one move was enough to completely intimidate those who were shouting and rushing over.

Holding strangely shaped weapons, they stood frozen in place, no one daring to move, and even their breathing slowed down.

"I have to get serious with you guys." Chen Huan threw away the stone brick with a hole in it.

He then clapped his hands, a speechless expression on his face.

Seeing that this group of people must be from the theater, he reiterated his purpose, "I'm here to pick someone up on behalf of Qiao Lingling, not to cause trouble."

At this moment, a tall, beautiful woman, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, came out and looked at him with a strange expression.

"Are you Chen Huan, the one who came to pick me up?"

"Why did you come to the back? I've been waiting for you at the front door for ages."