Playboy in the City-Chapter 157: Great Display of Divine Power

Standing next to Chen Yulong, Brother Niu wore a shocked expression, his heart filled with relief. After all, even a battle-hardened veteran like himself couldn’t have accomplished what Chen Yang just did.

"What?" Chen Yang withdrew his gaze from the man in gray and looked at Chen Yulong, the corner of his mouth curling into a smirk. "The legs are on my body. If I want to leave, I’ll leave. Do you really think you can stop me?"

Just a common thug who couldn’t be presented in high society. Did he really think he was some big shot?

"Haha, this is great! That poor bastard is doomed! He’s absolutely doomed!"

While Zheng Zhihua and Yu Junfei were consumed by fear and panic, Huo Lili, having lost her mind to her desire for revenge, swelled with pride seeing the Lord of Jiangbei, Chen Yulong, arrive with his men. You poor bastard, you scum! Let’s see how you escape this time! This Jiangbei Dragon Master will definitely kill you. He will!

At that moment, Huo Lili had already decided to ditch Yu Junfei and Zheng Zhihua and cling to Chen Yulong’s leg. She had realized that in front of the Lord of Jiangbei, Chen Yulong, both Yu Junfei and Zheng Zhihua were nothing. She was about to graduate and refused to live a life without money. She wanted to be a wealthy man’s wife, to be the woman beneath the Lord of Jiangbei, Chen Yulong!

"Haha!" Chen Yulong laughed, a sound laced with fury. His hand, which was kneading the soft breast of the woman in his arms, squeezed hard. The flushed beauty cried out in pain and instinctively clutched her chest.

Chen Yulong’s anger surged. Everything had been going perfectly. He was just about to capture Lu Hanyan and savor her deliciousness. Not only had this little brat Chen Yang ruined his plans, but the bastard had also dared to be so disrespectful. He was truly courting death.

"Lu Hanyan, do you really think this kid who can fight a little can help you escape my grasp today?" Chen Yulong looked at Lu Hanyan with a sinister expression, his eyes filled with an undisguised, obscene possessiveness.

His gaze then fell upon the sweet and pure-looking Lin Ruixin and Song Lingxue, and a wide grin spread across his face. "Buy one, get two free. And you, boy, your two women aren’t leaving either. They can stay and warm my dick for me."

Upon hearing his words, expressions of deep disgust appeared on the faces of both Lin Ruixin and Song Lingxue.

Lu Hanyan took a deep breath, suppressing the rage in her heart, and reached for Chen Yang’s hand.

"Hee hee, Sister Hanyan, listen to your big sister’s advice. Young men are unreliable. Here in the Jiangbei District, the only person you can rely on is Master Long." In Chen Yulong’s arms, Liu Qiangwei gave Chen Yang a sultry glance, a flash of heat in her beautiful eyes. She then turned her attention to Lu Hanyan and beckoned. "Be a good girl. Come over here next to me, sign the contract, and hand the company over to Master Long. From now on, we sisters will serve under Master Long and enjoy a wonderful life. He won’t treat us badly."

"And you two little girls, too. The only way you’ll have a future is by warming Master Long’s ’precious’."

However, just as she finished speaking, Chen Yang began walking coldly toward her and Chen Yulong.

"Stop! What do you think you’re doing?" Brother Niu and the others immediately moved to block his path.

Meanwhile, Zheng Zhihua, Yu Junfei, and Huo Lili grew excited as they watched the scene unfold. Chen Yang was voluntarily challenging the Lord of Jiangbei, Chen Yulong. That was a death wish! This was great.

The girls nearby began to worry.

In contrast, Chen Yulong looked on with disdain. In the Jiangbei District of Jinshui, he, Chen Yulong, was the boss.

"Scram!" Chen Yang glared at Brother Niu and the others blocking his path, a murderous glint appearing in his eyes.

Brother Niu felt a chill run down his spine, leaving him frozen between advancing and retreating. The men in suits beside him, however, were not afraid of Chen Yang.

"Kid, do you think you’re..."

They were just about to issue a threat.

BANG!

With a single kick, Chen Yang sent the suited man in front of him flying. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Seeing this, Brother Niu immediately scrambled back.

"Fuck! Kill him!"

The other men in suits pulled out extendable batons and viciously swung them at Chen Yang’s head.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Unfortunately, Chen Yang was far too fast. After the metamorphosis of his Life-and-Death Profound Power, his body was already beyond ordinary. With a flurry of front kicks, flying kicks, and roundhouse kicks, he moved like a phantom, sending all the attacking men in suits flying.

In the blink of an eye, the floor was littered with men groaning in agony.

"How is this possible?!" Yu Junfei, who had been full of anticipation, could only stare in a daze.

Huo Lili was even more shocked, her jaw dropping. "Impossible!"

Zheng Zhihua fell silent, his expression darker than ever, his eyes filled with gloom and resentment.

As for Liu Feng, Qiu Fei, and the other boys from the beginning, they no longer had any courage to oppose such a ferocious Chen Yang and all lowered their heads.

As for the girls, their eyes were now filled with admiration and fervor as they looked at Chen Yang, all their previous disdain gone.

"A bunch of trash! Ah Hao, kill him for me!" At this point, as Chen Yang closed in, Chen Yulong’s confident expression finally changed. He was being protected by Brother Niu. Chen Yang’s combat prowess had caught him completely off guard. These men were his most capable fighters, yet now they were all down for the count.

"You ignorant brat! Die!"

Standing beside them, Zhou Hao, dressed in a gray training uniform, took a step forward. With the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, his eyes gleamed as he faced the formidable Chen Yang, his battle intent soaring. He condensed his Inner Strength, and his fist flew forward, carrying the force of a pouncing tiger and emitting a sound like a roar as it aimed for Chen Yang’s head.

Seeing the power of that punch, Zheng Zhihua and the others’ faces paled. They retreated in fear, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

"An Inner Strength Martial Artist!" From her hiding spot where she was trying to gauge Chen Yang’s mysterious background, Jiang Baibing’s pretty face changed drastically when she saw Zhou Hao attack. She was about to step out and intervene.

"You’re the one who’s going to die!" After sensing the nature of the special power within Zhou Hao’s body, Chen Yang instantly lost interest and flicked his wrist.

WHOOSH!

A silver light flashed.

"Urk!"

The immensely powerful Zhou Hao, who had been about to unleash his might, froze. A tremor ran through him before he collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, his breathing ceasing.

"What kind of technique was that?" Jiang Baibing abruptly halted her advance, her beautiful eyes filled with utter shock.

"What? Ah Hao, you... you can kill a Martial Artist... I..."

Only now did Chen Yulong truly begin to panic. He knew that his current status depended entirely on the protection of Zhou Hao, a Martial Artist. Without him, he would have been assassinated long ago. In the past, there was no fight Zhou Hao couldn’t handle for him. But today, Zhou Hao was finished.

Most importantly, he hadn’t brought a gun with him today. This thought plunged him into despair.

"Master Long, this..." Her face ashen, Liu Qiangwei had lost all of her previous flirtatious demeanor.

As for Brother Niu, who stood protectively in front of Chen Yulong, his courage had already shattered, and he was trembling uncontrollably.

Zheng Zhihua and the others were utterly horrified. Although they didn’t know what a Martial Artist was, they could tell that the Lord of Jiangbei, Chen Yulong, was about to suffer an unexpected and humiliating defeat. He was powerless against Chen Yang.

This was hard for them to accept.

This was especially true for Huo Lili. The thought that she had offended Chen Yang terrified her so much that her body trembled violently. A warm dampness spread between her thighs as she was on the verge of wetting herself.

"Kid, you... don’t get too arrogant."