The village beauty and me!

About half an hour passed, and nothing happened.

After Zhang Haiyang finished cooking, he accepted everyone's invitation and sat down to drink with Chen Huan.

In high spirits, he couldn't help but talk about some strange people and events he had encountered when he was in the underworld.

The female students, being inexperienced in the ways of the world, were most interested in such stories.

So the speaker was having a great time, and the listener was paying close attention; the atmosphere was getting better and better.

Zhang Biyun, however, was too drunk to hold her liquor and was in a daze, leaning on Chen Huan's shoulder in a drunken state.

At first, they were quite well-behaved.

But gradually Chen Huan felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, Bi Yun started to get the hang of it.

After touching him a couple of times, Chen Huan blushed deeply.

Meanwhile, Zhao Jingjing, standing nearby, took the lead in cheering, "Chen Huan, Teacher Zhang really does appreciate you."

"You saved her like a hero before, and now she's planning to repay you with her body."

"Brother Zhang, do you have a private room or something? It would be good for them to talk alone."

Zhang Haiyang laughed heartily and pointed upwards, "There are places to rest up there, Chen Huan, don't be shy."

"But don't go too far, or you'll collapse my little two-story house, that would be a real problem."

The crowd then launched into another round of ambiguous teasing and mockery.

Chen Huanzhen was starting to lose her composure.

Although he had also been drinking, he was now a bit confused and wanted to do something.

However, the timing was wrong in this situation.

Moreover, Zhang Biyun's personality was so drastically different because she had been drinking too much.

If he were to take advantage of her during this opportunity, wouldn't he suddenly turn on her and kill her once he sobered up?

Seeing Zhang Biyun becoming increasingly dissolute, coupled with the urging of the crowd, Chen Huan simply couldn't bear it anymore.

In the end, he decided to carry Teacher Zhang upstairs first, let her sleep for a while, so she could sober up, and then there wouldn't be so much trouble.

Without hesitation, he first explained the situation to everyone, then quickly picked the person up and ran upstairs.

Chen Huan had been here once before, so he was quite familiar with the environment.

They smoothly placed Zhang Biyun on that narrow little bed.

Chen Huan breathed a sigh of relief, pondering whether to use his internal energy to help the other person sober up quickly.

After making up her mind, just as she was about to place her hand over, Zhang Biyun suddenly widened her eyes.

He reached out and precisely grabbed Chen Huan's collar, pulling him directly towards him.

  

Who would have thought that this woman, who originally looked so gentle and frail, would have such great strength when she got drunk?

Chen Huan lost his balance and landed on top of Zhang Biyun.

Zhang Biyun reeked of alcohol, her breathing was rapid, her eyes were glazed, and her face was flushed.

I don't know if it's because I've been lonely and empty for too long, and I want to vent my feelings through alcohol.

In short, he became very proactive and his actions were quite skillful.

Before Chen Huan could figure out what was going on, he suddenly discovered that his pants were open.

"Damn, he's a pro?" Chen Huan's expression was strange.

To be honest, he was already quite engrossed in this matter.

Listening to the cheerful laughter downstairs, I wondered whether I should go along with it.

Just as I was hesitating, I suddenly heard a lot of footsteps coming from downstairs.

It was also mixed with curses.

"Where is it?"

"Those bastards didn't run away, did they?"

"Surround this place from all sides, and I'm not letting a single one of them escape today. I'll make sure they know who's in charge here!" A particularly fierce voice stood out abruptly, full of imposing force.

Then came the sound of glass shattering, making a huge commotion.

"Damn it, they actually found it!" Chen Huan instantly flew into a rage.

He couldn't care less about his lingering affection for Zhang Biyun at this moment and pushed her away.

He figured it wouldn't be long to go downstairs, so he glanced at the window not far away and ran straight there.

I opened the window and saw that there were about twenty people gathered at the door.

One of them was the most conspicuous, with bandages wrapped around his face and head, making him look like a mummy.

Blood was still seeping through the gauze; it was clearly the unlucky guy who had led the way in causing trouble for Chen Huan, only to be hit with a beer bottle first and then with a cleaver.

Right now, surrounded by a group of people, they are about to barge into Zhang Haiyang's small restaurant.

Chen Huan roared, "You bastard, Grandpa's right here!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already scurried down the second floor.

Upon landing, kick down a few people.

Meanwhile, inside the house, Zhang Haiyang was already grabbing a chair and trying to rush out.

The first two people who entered the room had already been laid down by him.

"I'm Chen Huan. You're here to see me, so don't cause trouble!" Chen Huan tried his best to minimize the trouble for Zhang Haiyang.

After taking down several people, he immediately ran to a relatively open area nearby.

Zhang Haiyang knew what he was thinking, and a grateful expression appeared on his face. However, he didn't stay at his small restaurant and ran over after him.

Then the two of them were immediately surrounded by nearly twenty thugs.

The one with bandages wrapped around his head was the first to step forward.

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Haiyang with a fierce look. "I didn't want to come looking for you, but you insisted on coming out and asking for death."

"Do you know who's in charge in this area?"

"Have you ever heard of Sun Laohu?"

Chen Huan was stunned when the other person said this. "What, you know Sun Laohu?"

Zhang Haiyang, who was standing next to Chen Huan, glanced at him, but hesitated to speak.

"Sun Laohu is my older brother; we were drinking together just a couple of days ago."

"Now you know fear, huh?" the man with bandages on his head threatened menacingly.

This time, Zhang Haiyang laughed before Chen Huan could reply.

"What are you laughing at?" The man with the gauze bandage became increasingly annoyed.

Zhang Haiyang looked at him with disdain. "You idiot, you think you can just casually use Sun Laohu's name to scare people?"

"Today I'll let you die knowing why."

After saying that, Zhang Haiyang took out a phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

Soon, a slightly deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "Haiyang, is there something you need?"

Chen Huan stood to the side, his eyes lighting up.

The person speaking on the other end of the phone was Sun Laohu.

As expected, Zhang Haiyang wasn't bragging; he did indeed have a connection with Sun Laohu, and a very good one at that.

After all, even though Sun Laohu is practically retired now, he doesn't answer every call.

"Boss, there are a few scoundrels here who claim to be your men."

"I heard you've recently expressed interest in returning to the underworld, so I'm not sure if what they're saying is true or false."

"I'm sending you a video, could you please take a look and identify it, boss?"

After saying that, he initiated a video call.

Zhang Haiyang pointed the camera directly at the group of thugs who were leading the group, and the screen was also pointed at them.

"Wow, it really is Sun Laohu!" Some sharp-eyed people recognized him immediately.

Then I started trembling.

Zhang Haiyang's expression grew increasingly disdainful, and soon the camera turned back to him.

Sun Laohu on the screen suddenly frowned. "Haiyang, turn the camera back. I just saw someone I know."