My Wild Wife in Shanghai

"Is there something wrong with the car?" Cai Junhe asked.

She was very nervous, and her pretty face looked a little pale in the dark night.

"Yeah, we've broken down!" Chen Ye turned to look at Cai Junhe, giving her a reassuring look. "Chairwoman Cai, don't be afraid, stay in the car!"

After saying that, Chen Ye opened the door and got out of the car.

"Chen Ye!"

Cai Junhe tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Boom!

Chen Ye closed the car door and walked towards the group of thugs.

This scene made Cai Junhe's heart pound wildly.

This man is incredibly brave.

"I don't know you, why are you blocking my way?" Chen Ye asked.

But the other party didn't reply at all and charged towards Chen Ye without hesitation.

The thug at the front swung his baseball bat and smashed it hard at Chen Ye's head.

The wind howled; if this hits hard, it will definitely result in brains splattering everywhere.

Chen Ye snorted coldly and advanced instead of retreating.

He slightly shifted his body to the side, dodging the baseball bat.

At the same time, he suddenly reached out his right hand, grabbed the other person's wrist like an iron clamp, and twisted it forcefully.

With a crisp crack of bones breaking and a pig-like scream, Chen Ye seized the baseball bat and delivered a powerful roundhouse kick, slamming it into the thug's chest.

The thug flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into his companions behind him, and a group of them fell to the ground.

When Chen Ye was fighting in prison, he once fought seven people naked in the bathroom.

Those guys are all outlaws.

In addition, he has frequently encountered such scenes since his release from prison, so he has long since become indifferent to them.

He hadn't even considered activating the beast enhancement.

At this moment, seeing his brother suffer a setback, the thug leader roared and charged forward, brandishing his machete.

"Attack him together and kill him!"

Six or seven thugs instantly surrounded Chen Ye, and various weapons rained down on him.

Chen Ye was agile, using the vehicle to block the way, and occasionally swinging his baseball bat to accurately hit his opponent.

Of course, Chen Ye would occasionally be hit by the opponent, but these were all superficial wounds.

When you're fighting, it's all about who's tougher; you can't afford to lose in terms of momentum.

Facing the crowd, Chen Ye showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he fought with increasing ferocity.

Screams and the sound of bones breaking echoed through the night sky.

However, even a mighty tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves; the other side simply outnumbered and outmatched them.

Moreover, these thugs were clearly seasoned veterans of street brawls, and their attacks were extremely ruthless.

If the fight continued, Chen Ye felt he would be at a disadvantage.

Just as he was hesitating about whether to activate the beast enhancement, he suddenly heard the sound of a car window shattering.

It turned out that a sharp-eyed thug had circled around to the other side of the car, raised the steel pipe in his hand, and smashed the passenger-side window.

"what!"

Glass shards flew everywhere, and Cai Junhe screamed, cowering in fear.

The thug reached in, trying to pull Cai Junhe out as a hostage.

Hearing the scream, Chen Ye caught a glimpse of the scene out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes instantly blazed with fury.

He swept the two thugs in front of him aside with a stick, and with a burst of power from his legs, he rushed to the passenger side like a cheetah.

He grabbed the thug by the back of his collar and shoved him backward with force.

The thug, weighing over 160 pounds, was slammed onto the hard pavement by Chen Ye like a tattered sack, landing headfirst and instantly losing consciousness.

Chen Ye knew that it was no longer safe for Cai Junhe to stay in the car, since he had no time to look after her.

So he simply opened the passenger door and leaned inside.

"Chairman Cai, come with me!" Chen Ye shouted.

Cai Junhe was so frightened that his whole body went limp and he couldn't muster any strength in his legs.

Despite being a powerful businesswoman who dominates the business world, she lost her usual domineering and calm demeanor when faced with a life-or-death situation.

Seeing this, Chen Ye stretched out his strong arm, grabbed her slender waist, and half-carried, half-dragged her out of the car.

"Stay close to me!"

Chen Ye shielded Cai Junhe behind him, holding her hand tightly with one hand and wielding a baseball bat to clear a path with the other.

At this moment, the thugs had already rushed up in a frenzy.

Chen Ye had to parry the enemy's attacks while also protecting Cai Junhe from getting hurt.

During this process, the two inevitably came into extremely intimate contact.

Cai Junhe pressed herself tightly against Chen Ye's solid back, and she could clearly feel the explosive power of Chen Ye's muscles.

As Chen Ye nimbly dodged with her, her chest would occasionally brush against his arm. The collision of softness and hardness, in the tense atmosphere of life and death, unexpectedly produced an indescribable and intense stimulation.

"Run towards the edge of the woods!"

Chen Ye kicked over one of the thugs blocking his way and pulled Cai Junhe toward the green grove on the side of the road.

Cai Junhe was wearing flat shoes, which made movement easier, but he was still panting heavily after such a high-intensity run.

She gripped Chen Ye's hand tightly, her nails turning white from the force.

The two stumbled and broke out of the encirclement, running in the opposite direction.

While they were desperately trying to escape, the South Korean assassin who had been following them arrived at the vicinity of the scene in his car.

The South Korean assassin parked his car in a shady spot by the roadside, picked up his pistol, and sat inside, observing the movements ahead by the faint moonlight and the distant headlights.

He was prepared to shoot Chen Ye dead.

However, just as the other party got closer, the South Korean assassin became surprised.

On the dimly lit street, he saw Chen Ye running towards him, with a woman beside him.

Behind Chen Ye, a large group of seven or eight burly men carrying weapons followed.

In an instant, the South Korean assassin's heart skipped a beat.

As a professional assassin, he immediately made an extremely professional judgment: this target named Chen Ye was definitely not an ordinary person. He must have discovered my trail long ago, so he deliberately parked the car here and led a group of his henchmen to surround my hiding place!

"Shiba!"

"Trying to surround and wipe me out? No way!"

A ruthless glint flashed in the South Korean assassin's eyes.

His dignity as an assassin would not allow him to sit idly by and wait for his death.

He quickly pushed open the car door, crouched down behind it, raised his pistol, and aimed at Chen Ye, who was running towards him.

However, Chen Ye still saw his actions.

Chen Ye, who was on edge, instinctively sensed the danger.

"Be careful!"

Chen Ye shouted loudly, and without the slightest hesitation, he turned around abruptly and grabbed Cai Junhe, who was standing next to him.

He used his body as a human shield, pulling Cai Junhe down to the ground with him. They rolled twice on the rough grass before rolling into a shallow drainage ditch.

"Bang!"

At the same time, the South Korean assassin opened fire.

The bullet missed its target and struck a large tree behind them, sending up a cloud of wood chips.

"Aish!"

The South Korean assassin angrily shouted a curse.

At this moment, Cai Junhe, who was being held tightly in Chen Ye's arms and rolling around, had a blank mind.

She felt dizzy and disoriented.

Chen Ye's strong arms held her tightly like iron hoops.

During the roll, their bodies became tightly intertwined, their breaths mingled, and their noses almost touched.

Cai Junhe was forced to kiss Chen Ye on the face several times.

When they stopped in the drainage ditch, Chen Ye had most of his body on top of her, and their posture was extremely ambiguous.

Chen Ye's face was half-hidden in her surging whiteness.

But at that moment, the threat of death left them no time to think about anything else.

"Shh, don't make a sound, there's a gun."

Chen Ye straightened up, pressed his lips to Cai Junhe's ear, and reminded her in a very low voice.

This pose is even more suggestive.

The warm breath brushed against Cai Junhe's earlobe, making her tremble involuntarily.