Awakening the Phoenix Flow System after the breakup, I'm so happy!

Chapter 12 The Iceberg Female CEO Takes the Initiative to Throw Herself into His Arms, and the Tempe

A cruel smile appeared on the big man's face, as if he could already see Chen Yang with a bloody head.

But the next second, his smile froze.

The smile didn't disappear; it simply moved to Chen Yang's face.

Chen Yang chuckled and casually stretched out one hand, without even turning his head, and caught the baseball bat that was falling down.

The immense force slammed into Chen Yang's palm, yet it didn't even manage to make him flinch.

Advanced combat proficiency brings not only skill, but also a complete and overwhelming advantage in physical attributes.

"You should take this fire poker home and use it to unclog the drain."

Chen Yang twisted his wrist sharply, and the big man felt a great force coming from him. His tiger's mouth split open, and the stick flew out of his hand.

Chen Yang gripped the stick with his backhand and kicked the big man directly in the chest.

The burly man, weighing over 180 pounds, was sent flying three or four meters away like a tattered sack, crashing heavily onto the hood of the Land Rover and immediately losing consciousness.

This move immediately stunned the remaining thugs, who involuntarily stopped in their tracks.

What's going on? How can you kick someone this far?

Chen Yang gave them no chance to catch their breath, grabbing a baseball bat and charging into the crowd.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

Chen Yang's movements were extremely fast; every strike was accompanied by a crisp cracking sound of bones breaking and a piercing scream.

He didn't even need to dodge; their attacks seemed as slow as slow motion in a movie to him.

In less than thirty seconds, seven or eight fierce-looking thugs were all lying on the ground, writhing and clutching their severed arms and legs.

A cacophony of howls and wailing echoed through the garage.

Zhao Hai was completely dumbfounded; the plaster cast hanging around his neck was trembling uncontrollably.

This was a top-notch henchman he hired for a million dollars, and he couldn't even last a minute against Chen Yang.

He watched Chen Yang walk towards him step by step, and was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly. Finally, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Don't come any closer. I'll give you whatever money you want, just don't hit me."

Zhao Hai was truly terrified now; this man wasn't human, he was a devil.

Chen Yang walked up to him and looked down at him.

"I told you yesterday, if you mess with me again, it won't be as simple as breaking a hand."

Chen Yang threw away the baseball bat in his hand, raised his right foot, and stepped on Zhao Hai's left knee without hesitation.

A teeth-grinding, crisp sound rang out.

Zhao Hai's left leg bent at an unnatural angle, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream, his eyes rolling back in pain.

Chen Yang disgustedly rubbed the sole of his shoe on Zhao Hai's clothes, then turned and walked towards Liu Yifei, who was still standing there in a daze.

The way Liu Yifei looked at Chen Yang at this moment had completely changed.

If before she only thought Chen Yang was rich and charming, now the strength and sense of security he exudes have completely won her over.

A man who can shield himself from all danger in an instant is like a deadly poison.

"Let's go, the show's over. Should I take you home or back to the office?"

Chen Yang took his suit jacket from her and casually asked a question.

Liu Yifei swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing her wildly beating heart.

She walked to the passenger side door of the Panamera and opened it.

"Let's go to my usual apartment building. I'll give you directions."

Her voice trembled slightly, but her tone was resolute.

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow, did not refuse, and went around to the driver's seat to get in.

The car drove out of the underground parking garage amidst a chorus of groans.

Twenty minutes later, the red Porsche came to a smooth stop in the underground parking lot of a high-end apartment building.

The car was turned off, and the cabin was so quiet that you could hear each other breathing.

Liu Yifei sat in the passenger seat and did not rush to get out of the car.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, turned around, and stared intently at Chen Yang with her captivating eyes.

"That two million eight hundred thousand, plus the fact that you saved me again, how do you think I should repay you?"

The temperature inside the carriage rose rapidly after those words were spoken.

Chen Yang leaned back in his seat, his hands casually resting on the steering wheel, his gaze sweeping over her without restraint.

"However Mr. Liu wishes to repay me, I would be more than willing to accept the idea of ​​marrying him."

Liu Yifei chuckled, stepped over the central armrest, and plunged headfirst into Chen Yang's arms.

She straddled Chen Yang's lap, the cramped space bringing their bodies close together.

The pencil skirt rolled up to the top of her thighs because of this movement, exposing a large area of ​​her fair skin to the air.

"You little rascal, not only are you bold, but you're also a really good fighter. I'm almost afraid to mess with you."

Liu Yifei ran her fingers through Chen Yang's hair and whispered sweet nothings in his ear.

Chen Yang wrapped his arms around her supple waist, his fingers lingering on her perfect curves.

The amazing elasticity transmitted through the fabric made his breathing become heavier.

"It's too late to say you don't dare to mess with me now. Since you're in my car, Mr. Liu, don't think you can get out easily."

Chen Yang pressed her tightly against his chest with a little force.

Liu Yifei let out a soft cry, but instead of struggling, she twisted her body in his arms and found a comfortable position.

That twist was enough to drive anyone crazy.

Their lips were almost touching, and they could clearly feel each other's warm breath.

Liu Yifei's slender fingers traced down Chen Yang's neck, unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt.

Her hand rested on Chen Yang's firm chest muscles, feeling his powerful heartbeat.

"Aren't you even a little bit curious why a female CEO like me, whom no one dares to mess with, would be so proactive towards you?"

Liu Yifei bit her red lips and looked at him with a dreamy gaze.

"I don't care about the reasons. All I know is that Mr. Liu is very tempting now, making people want to take advantage of him completely."

As Chen Yang spoke, he lowered his head and gently bit her fair neck.

Liu Yifei trembled all over, leaning limply against Chen Yang, too weak to even resist.

Just as the flames inside the carriage were about to ignite completely.

Liu Yifei suddenly stopped what she was doing, leaned close to Chen Yang's ear, and spoke in a voice that could melt a person's bones.

"Chen Yang, tell me..."

"Which do you prefer, on top or on the bottom?"

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