Awakening the Yin-Yang Divine Skill: I was ecstatic after the breakup

Song Mengmeng sat to the side, her hands clenched into fists, her palms sweating. She looked at Chen Yang with a nervous expression, her voice trembling, and asked softly, "Yangyang, what should we do now?"

There are so many of them, and they're all armed. Should we call the police right away?

Chen Yang put down his chopsticks, gently patted Song Mengmeng's hand, and said in a gentle but firm tone, full of reassurance, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, it's alright. I can handle this little thing. Don't be afraid."

Dao Ge's countdown still echoed in the room, his tone growing more urgent and fierce: "Five, four..."

Chen Yang picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, put the teacup down, picked up a tissue, wiped his mouth, and said calmly, "I'm full. It's time to get down to business."

After speaking, he slowly stood up, his posture upright and his expression calm, but his aura instantly became sharp, completely different from his composed manner of eating just now.

"Two, one! Time's up!" After the countdown ended, seeing that Chen Yang still showed no intention of kneeling down to admit his mistake, but instead remained calm, Brother Dao roared angrily, his tone ruthless: "Make your move!"

"Get him! Beat this kid to a pulp! Break his arms and legs! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen burly men behind him immediately brandished their extendable batons, howling as they swarmed forward and charged toward Chen Yang.

Just as the burly men were about to rush towards Chen Yang, Chen Yang suddenly blurred and disappeared from the spot in an instant. His speed was so fast that only a blur remained, and no one could see his movements clearly.

The next second, a piercing scream rang out: "Ah..."

Dao Ge was struck by a tremendous force, and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the wall before falling to the ground. He covered his face with his hands and howled in pain.

Blood instantly seeped from the corner of his mouth, and half of his face swelled up immediately.

The burly men who rushed forward froze instantly, their faces filled with terror and disbelief, and for a moment they forgot how to react.

Chen Yang was already standing where Brother Dao had just stood, his expression still calm, as if he hadn't done anything.

Song Mengmeng and Wang Guiying were completely dumbfounded, their mouths agape and their eyes glazed over, unable to see how Chen Yang had gotten there.

Despite the excruciating pain, Brother Dao struggled to his feet, his face contorted with agony and rage.

He glanced at Chen Yang and then sternly rebuked his subordinates: "What are you all standing there for?"

All of you, get him! Attack him together and kill him!

Whoever can defeat him will be richly rewarded!

The group of henchmen snapped out of their daze. Although they were filled with fear, they dared not disobey Brother Dao's orders. They gripped their extendable batons tightly, mustered their courage, raised their weapons, and charged at Chen Yang once again.

Their momentum had weakened slightly compared to before, but they remained fearless and undaunted.

Chen Yang's eyes turned cold, and his figure became ethereal again. He used his teleportation ability to flash through the crowd, his figure elusive and so fast that no one could catch him.

The burly men who rushed up missed their targets repeatedly, unable to even touch the hem of Chen Yang's clothes.

Immediately afterwards, screams rose and fell.

"what……"

"Help..." One after another, they were either knocked down by Chen Yang's punch or kicked away by him, falling to the ground, clutching their wounds and howling in pain, no longer as fierce as before.

In the blink of an eye, all of the dozen or so thugs fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Chen Yang stood there, his expression calm, showing no sign of distress, as if the fight had nothing to do with him. His gaze swept calmly over the groaning crowd on the ground.

Dao Ge, Wang Guiying, and Song Mengmeng stared in disbelief, dumbfounded, frozen on the ground, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

They never expected that Chen Yang's strength would be so formidable. He easily defeated more than a dozen burly men wielding weapons all by himself, as if he were a celestial being.

Chen Yang slowly walked towards Brother Dao, his steps steady, each step seemingly pounding on Brother Dao's heart, making Brother Dao feel cold all over, and the fear in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

As Dao Ge looked at Chen Yang approaching, he trembled violently, his legs went weak, and he retreated repeatedly, all traces of his previous arrogance and ruthlessness gone.

With a "thump," he was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly to the ground, his whole body trembling.

He hurriedly kowtowed to Chen Yang, begging for mercy in a humble tone, his voice trembling with tears: "Great master, spare my life!"

Please, sir, spare my life!

"I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I offended you. Please be merciful and forgive me this time. I will never dare to do it again!"

While kowtowing, he hurriedly turned to look at his fallen subordinates and shouted angrily, "What are you all standing there for?"

"Quickly kneel down and apologize to the master, begging for his life!"

The group of underlings were terrified and dared not disobey Brother Dao's orders. They struggled to get up from the ground and kneel down, kowtowing to Chen Yang and begging for mercy: "Great master, spare our lives!"

Please, someone wise, spare us!

Chen Yang ignored Dao Ge and his gang, who were kneeling and begging for mercy. He slowly turned his head and coldly looked at Wang Guiying. His eyes were devoid of any warmth and carried a strong sense of oppression.

Wang Guiying trembled all over, and was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly, staggering, until she finally leaned tightly against the wall.

Her body stiffened, her face as pale as paper. Her previous arrogance and sarcasm were replaced by fear, and she didn't even dare to breathe.

Her expression changed instantly. She quickly forced a fawning smile, rushed to Song Mengmeng, and knelt down with a thud, pleading, "Cousin, cousin, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

My cousin was just joking. I didn't mean to spread rumors or cause you trouble. Please forgive me this time; I promise I'll never do it again!

As she spoke, she quickly stood up, her voice urgent, "My cousin has something urgent to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. I won't bother you again!"

After saying that, she turned and fled in a panic, wanting to get away from this place that terrified her as soon as possible.

Song Mengmeng was still in shock, staring blankly at Wang Guiying's back, momentarily forgetting to react.

Just as Wang Guiying was about to reach the door, Chen Yang coldly shouted, his tone icy and imposing: "Stop!"

Wang Guiying's steps froze instantly, her whole body stiffened, as if she had been frozen in place.

She slowly turned around, forcing a stiff, ingratiating smile, her voice trembling: "Handsome, handsome, I was really just joking, I'll never do it again, please let me go!"

Chen Yang's eyes were icy, and his tone was calm, yet it carried an irresistible power: "Kneel down."

Wang Guiying was so frightened that her legs went weak and she could no longer hold on. With a "thud," she obediently knelt down on the ground, trembling all over. She lowered her head and dared not look at Chen Yang. Her heart was filled with fear and regret.

Chen Yang turned to Song Mengmeng, who was still somewhat dazed, and asked in a gentler tone, "Sister-in-law, how much money does she owe you that she hasn't paid back?"