The village beauty and me!

Chen Huan was also looking forward to the upcoming battle.

According to the intelligence gathered earlier, the Jin family, who collect hundreds of millions of dollars, are all elites.

Since they are elites, their combat strength is naturally not bad.

This is a good opportunity to help Fatty figure out the most suitable path to improve his skills.

As one of the first people around him to come into contact with the Golden Core, Fatty's physical condition is now quite formidable.

Originally, it was practically invincible against ordinary people.

However, as Chen Zheng's world becomes more and more exciting and his opponents become stronger, Fatty's current level of strength is clearly becoming insufficient.

Although the fat man didn't explicitly say anything about the battle they experienced today, Chen Huan could tell that he was experiencing a huge psychological letdown and was feeling very depressed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so unusually quiet along the way.

On the one hand, it was to take care of the fat man's feelings, and on the other hand, it was also to consider that he could have a powerful helper in the future.

Chen Huan felt that it was necessary to devise a shortcut for the fat man to quickly improve his strength in a short period of time.

There's no time like the present. If we can really meet an elite member of the Jin family today and use them as a reference to formulate a plan, that would be quite good.

The greatest benefit and effect of the feng shui formation set up by Chen Huan is not that it will react when someone appears in the formation.

What's truly impressive is that the location of the intruder can be determined by the direction in which the flag fell.

While it can't be as precise as radar, it's still pretty close.

So Chen Huan and the others quietly left the duty room, identified a direction, and headed towards the back of a mound.

Based on Chen Huan's judgment, the person was there.

When Chen Huan and his group crept up the hill, they saw seven or eight people digging below with tools.

One of the officers on guard was also quite quick to react; upon hearing any noise, he immediately looked up.

They ran right into Chen Huan and his group, staring at each other blankly.

"Damn it, we've been spotted!" the other person shouted immediately.

At the same time, both hands were raised directly upwards, and several points of cold light instantly covered the location where Chen Huan and the other two were.

Worried that the fat man wouldn't be able to dodge, Chen Huan stepped forward immediately and casually swept the few points of cold light into his palm.

Mengyao was also eager to show off, so she reached out from under Chen Huan's arm and threw out a hidden weapon as well.

"Watch out for the poison needles!" someone shouted from below.

Chen Huan was quite impressed with Meng Yao's skill in using hidden weapons.

Being so close, and launching a sneak attack from a superior position, he believed this attack would likely inflict heavy losses on the enemy.

After all, the needles on Mengyao's body were quite poisonous; even a slight scratch would cause her to collapse immediately.

But then, all that came from below was a series of clear, tinkling sounds.

Faced with the attack of poison needles, someone simply opened an umbrella that gleamed with a metallic sheen.

The remaining people quickly hid behind him and the umbrella.

They easily avoided the fatal attack.

"The Vajra Umbrella".

"They even have this." Mengyao's tone was a mix of surprise and frustration.

"Who cares about that damn umbrella!"

"Take this, Fatty!" The fat man jumped out from behind the two of them.

He looked down from above, holding a large iron bar that he had taken from the duty room, and slammed it down like Mount Tai.

The person holding the metal umbrella instinctively raised their hand to take it.

Perhaps in his eyes, the Vajra Umbrella in his hand was specially made, capable of easily blocking not only an iron rod, but even a machete.

However, he overlooked the fat man's incredible strength and brute force.

Combined with the body's inertia, this force was brought to its maximum.

With a loud bang, the Vajra Umbrella was struck and dented.

The person holding the Vajra Umbrella let out a muffled groan, his arm went numb from the shock, and his tiger's mouth split open.

Completely unable to hold on, he was hit by the umbrella and flew backward.

"Fatty is definitely more suited to this kind of aggressive route," Chen Huan concluded to himself as he charged downhill.

Judging from that attack, the fat man's talent lies here: he is both fierce and powerful.

We should continue to improve him in this area.

As the saying goes, "One force can overcome ten techniques," and that's no exaggeration.

"Stop them!" The people below the mound quickly adjusted their stance and launched a counterattack.

And they went straight for the fat guy.

The fat man landed, his body inevitably a little unsteady. Although he had a metal baseball bat in his hand, this time he was facing no ordinary people.

By the time he regained his footing and tried to swing his baseball bat, people were already closing in on him from the left and right.

With a flash of cold light, two machetes slashed toward his neck and lower body respectively.

The opponent's attack was swift and ruthless, and their teamwork was extremely seamless.

It was clear that the fat man could only protect one side at most, and was about to suffer.

But the fat man wasn't flustered at all, and even completely gave up on escaping and dodging.

His eyes widened, and he continued to swing his baseball bat, smashing it hard at the guy closest to him.

"You've had enough of living!" The other party didn't expect the fat man to react this way.

In the rush, he had no choice but to change his move and parry, retracting his cleaver and blocking in front of him.

With a clang, the fat man's solid metal baseball bat slammed directly onto the machete.

The machete bent but did not break, yet it bounced back with tremendous force onto the shoulder of the person wielding it.

The bones shattered instantly, and the person wielding the knife screamed as they flew backward, unable to hold onto the knife.

The knife aimed at the fat man's legs was kicked away by Chen Huan, who arrived quickly.

It wasn't that Fatty didn't value his life, but rather that he knew that hiding would only lead to his demise in this situation.

Anyway, I have brothers and partners to back me up, so it's okay to take a gamble.

This is the fat man's personality and style: fierce yet shrewd.

At the same time, they have a certain grasp and prediction of the current situation.

Most importantly, he always manages to choose the optimal route, making him a very reliable choice.

"Who are you people?" The Jin family members below the hill were caught off guard and several were injured in succession.

At this moment, he retreated, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge, while asking in a cold voice.

The fat man brandished his metal baseball bat, chuckled, and said, "I'm from the Jin family in the provincial capital, ever heard of them?"

The person on the other end was stunned for a moment, then revealed an angry expression, "You bastards, how did you know about today's incident?"

Clearly, they were aware that their plan had been completely exposed.

It's clear that Chen Huan and his two companions are exceptionally capable and could not possibly be ordinary workers here.

"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place."

"You shouldn't have come here today!"