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

Chen Yang pressed down slightly, making Xu Tianjiao gasp for breath.

"Let me go!"

Xu Tianjiao gripped Chen Yang's ankles tightly with both hands, his face turning red.

Chen Yang bent down and patted his cheek.

"Young Master Xu, your foreign friends are very angry."

"What exactly do you want?!"

Xu Tianjiao gritted his teeth, his glasses had flown off somewhere, and his usual refined scoundrel demeanor was completely gone.

Chen Yang pointed in the direction of the factory, where gunfire was still ringing out.

"You're selling a bunch of fake junk for fifty million US dollars? Are the people in Black Feather stupid?"

"If they were really that stupid, would they have caused such a commotion in Jiangcheng?"

Xu Tianjiao's eyes darted away.

Chen Yang, realizing he was hiding something, pressed his toe directly against his throat.

I'll count to three.

"If you don't tell me, I'll kick you into the sea and feed you to the fish right now."

"one."

Xu Tianjiao struggled for a moment, but couldn't break free.

"two."

Chen Yang pressed his toes down.

Xu Tianjiao felt like his throat was about to be crushed, so he quickly shouted.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Chen Yang loosened his grip slightly.

"Tell me, why is Kuroba going through all this trouble?"

Xu Tianjiao was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

"The antiques are just a cover."

"That's not what they care about."

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

Xu Tianjiao swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"What they're after is the piece of land in the eastern suburbs of Xingchen Group."

"Beneath that piece of land lies what Kuroba wants."

"They used me to buy the land so they could seal off that area and build an underground laboratory."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's mind raced.

It seems that the land in Yang Mi's hands is a hot potato.

"And what about the fifty million US dollars?"

Xu Tianjiao coughed twice.

"That's operating funds. These antiques are just a pretext to let them launder money legitimately."

"They don't understand this stuff, why would I give them the real thing? I just want to rip them off."

"Who knew you'd suddenly appear out of nowhere and ruin everything!"

At this point, Xu Tianjiao's eyes were filled with hatred.

Chen Yang was about to ask what was underground.

Then I heard a series of rapid footsteps behind me.

Pete, bald and carrying a miniature submachine gun, led several blood-soaked Black Feather henchmen out the back door.

He spotted Xu Tianjiao lying on the deck at a glance.

"Liar! Damn liar!"

Pete cursed loudly, his face trembling with anger.

He didn't care about anything else and pulled the trigger directly.

The gun spat fire, and bullets swept over like raindrops.

Chen Yang reacted quickly, kicking Xu Tianjiao in the stomach.

Using the reaction force, he rolled to the side and hid behind a rusty iron barrel on the dock.

Xu Tianjiao wasn't so lucky.

He didn't even have time to scream before he was riddled with bullets.

His body twitched a few times, then became completely still.

Blood flowed down the deck into the sea.

Chen Yang leaned against the metal barrel, listening to the crackling sound of bullets hitting the metal.

"This bald guy has quite a temper."

He peeked out with half his head out.

Pete has already led his men to surround this area.

At this moment, Li Ruoxue came running from the side path, carrying the heavy briefcase.

She bent over, dodging stray bullets.

"Chen Yang!"

Upon hearing Li Ruoxue's voice, Chen Yang quickly reached out his hand.

"Over here!"

Li Ruoxue lunged forward and crashed directly into Chen Yang's arms.

The two of them fell together into the cramped space behind the metal barrel.

Chen Yang, who was underneath her, groaned as she hit him.

"Officer Li, your embrace is a bit too forceful."

Li Ruoxue quickly supported herself against his chest to get up.

"Stop being so cheeky!"

Where is Xu Tianjiao?

Chen Yang pointed to the deck not far away.

"Look, it's lying over there."

Li Ruoxue looked in the direction he pointed.

Xu Tianjiao is completely dead.

She gritted her teeth, somewhat annoyed.

"The trail has gone cold."

Chen Yang reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

"He didn't stop; he said everything he needed to say before he died."

The gunfire outside has temporarily ceased.

Pete's men are approaching cautiously.

Behind the cramped bunker, the two were too close together.

Li Ruoxue's tight leather jacket was covered in dust.

Her forehead was covered in sweat from the strenuous exercise she had just done.

A few strands of hair clung to her cheeks, paired with her cool and elegant makeup, giving her a unique charm.

Her chest heaved violently, and her breathing became rapid.

The hot breath he exhaled sprayed all over Chen Yang's neck.

Chen Yang could even smell the faint scent of perfume on her.

He looked down at the person in his arms.

Li Ruoxue felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and wanted to break free from his hand.

"Let go, you're being crushed."

The shelter wasn't very big to begin with, and with the two of them huddled together, even turning around was difficult.

Chen Yang not only didn't let go, but instead rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Don't move. There are bullets everywhere outside. Your leather jacket isn't bulletproof."

Li Ruoxue was furious.

"Where are you putting your hands?!"

Chen Yang's hands were restless, giving her waist a couple of pinches.

"I'm just worried you'll slip, Officer Li."

"Look at you, you're sweating so much. This leather jacket isn't breathable, is it?"

Li Ruoxue's face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.

She cursed at him in a low voice.

"Chen Yang, are you out of your mind?!"

"You're still joking at a time like this?"

Chen Yang burst out laughing.

"It's not about being tense, it's just to lighten the mood."

He raised his hand and gently wiped away a streak of black ash from her cheek with his thumb.

Rough fingertips glide across delicate skin.

Li Ruoxue stiffened, even her breathing became soft.

"Don't touch me."

Her voice was so soft it was like a cat's scratch, completely lacking in intimidation.

Chen Yang looked at her earlobes, which were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and couldn't help but lean over and blow on them.

Li Ruoxue shrank back as if she had been electrocuted.

"itch."

Chen Yang then whispered something in her ear.

"That bald guy is less than ten meters away from us."

Upon hearing this, Li Ruoxue immediately tensed up.

She reached for the gun at her waist.

Chen Yang held her hand down.

"Don't move yet."

"I'll count to three, then you roll to the left, and I'll roll to the right."

Li Ruoxue looked at him with some worry.

"There were four of them, all armed with long spears."

Chen Yang pinched her cheek.

"What, are you afraid you'll regret it for the rest of your life if I die?"

Li Ruoxue glared at him.

"What time is it?!"

Pete's rough voice came from outside, speaking broken Chinese.

"Come out! Hand over the money, and we'll spare your lives!"

The footsteps grew closer.

Stepping on the iron plate produced a dull thud.

Chen Yang shielded Li Ruoxue behind him.

"Are you ready?"

Li Ruoxue gripped the gun tightly and nodded.

Chen Yang leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

"It's coming!"

Li Ruoxue didn't even have time to react.

Chen Yang has already started counting.

"one."

The footsteps outside stopped two meters away from the bunker.

Pete seemed to have sensed something.

"Fire!"

"two."

Li Ruoxue took a deep breath and held the briefcase protectively in her arms.

"three!"

Chen Yang let out a low growl.

He grabbed an old tire from beside him and threw it outside.

Meanwhile, as planned, the two rolled to opposite sides.

Pete instinctively fired at the flying tires.

The bullets struck the rubber, sending up bursts of sparks.

Using this as cover.

Chen Yang darted out like a cheetah.

He rolled on the ground and picked up a machete.

Li Ruoxue also leaned out at the same time.

She gripped the gun with both hands and aimed it at one of Black Feather's henchmen.

Boom!

Two crisp gunshots rang out.

The man fell to the ground.

Pete was furious and turned his gun towards Li Ruoxue.

Before he could pull the trigger...

Chen Yang was already in front of him.

The machete whistled through the air as it slashed directly at Pete's wrist.

Pete reacted quickly, retreating hastily.

The submachine gun's barrel was cut in half by a machete, rendering it completely unusable.

He cursed, pulled a military dagger from his waistband, and stabbed at Chen Yang.

Two other henchmen also surrounded them, guns in hand.

The situation is extremely critical.

Li Ruoxue hid behind a wooden box, sweating profusely with anxiety.

She was about to fire her gun to help.

But they discovered that Chen Yang didn't need any help at all.

He faced Pete bare-handed.

With just a simple sidestep, he dodged the dagger.

Then he grabbed Pete's wrist from behind and twisted it forcefully.

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

Pete screamed in pain, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Chen Yang then kicked him in the knee, causing him to fall to his knees.

The whole process took less than two seconds.

Those two henchmen didn't even see what happened.

By the time they realized what was happening and were about to open fire...

Chen Yang had already placed Pete in front of him as a human shield.

"Shoot!"

Chen Yang hid behind Pete, watching the two of them with a smile.

The two men looked at each other, neither daring to make a move.

Pete was sweating profusely from the pain, muttering profanities.

Li Ruoxue emerged from behind the bunker.

The gun in his hand was pointed steadily at the two men.

"Put down your weapons!"

The two men glanced at their subdued leader and could only obediently throw their guns on the ground and raise their hands.

The battle ended faster than expected.

Li Ruoxue took out handcuffs, walked forward, and handcuffed the two men.

She kicked Pete on the ground.

"What should we do with this guy?"

Chen Yang released his grip and threw Pete to the ground.

"I'm leaving it to you. He should know quite a bit about Kuroba."

Li Ruoxue rolled her eyes at him and handcuffed Pete as well.

She dusted off her hands and let out a long sigh.

"It's finally resolved."

She turned to look at Chen Yang, about to speak.

She saw Chen Yang staring intently at her.

His gaze roamed over her body without restraint.

Li Ruoxue looked down.

I was rolling on the ground just now, and the zipper on my leather jacket slid down quite a bit.

The tight black undershirt underneath couldn't hide anything at all.

Her fair skin was dazzling.

She hurriedly zipped up her pants, her face as red as a boiled shrimp.

"What are you looking at!"

Chen Yang went over and helped her straighten her clothes.

"Looking at your own woman, is that illegal, Officer Li?"

Li Ruoxue bit her lower lip, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Who is your woman?"

"Stop trying to take advantage of me."

She said that, but she didn't dodge Chen Yang's hand.

Chen Yang's fingers inadvertently brushed against her collarbone.

Li Ruoxue's breath hitched.

Chen Yang leaned close to her ear, his voice low and tinged with laughter.

"I helped you solve such a big case, don't you have anything to say in return?"

Li Ruoxue's heart was pounding.

This man really doesn't care about the occasion when he's in heat.

Surrounded by corpses and captured prisoners, how can you even flirt with that?

She nudged Chen Yang's chest.

"Stop messing around, I need to call for backup to clean up the scene."

Chen Yang grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the iron wall next to him.

He looked down at her with an aggressive gaze.

"Calling for backup isn't urgent."

He lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers.

"Right now, I want to ask for my reward."

Li Ruoxue had nowhere to retreat, her back pressed tightly against the cold metal sheet.

The string in my heart was being plucked, making me feel uneasy.

Looking at Chen Yang's face so close to hers, she asked a question as if possessed.

"So what kind of gesture do you want?"