Zhou Lin's face instantly became extremely ugly. He stared at Chen Yu. Why was Chen Yu so aware of his wife's body structure and hobbies? He could already feel his head turning green.
"Haha, Mr. Zhou, please don't be angry. It's not worth it for her. Besides, I know some physiognomy and I have some advice. I wonder if you would like to hear it?" Chen Yu felt extremely happy when he saw Zhou Lin's face.
"Mr. Chen, just say it if you have something to say." Zhou Lin said sadly.
"Your wife's eyes are like autumn water, her color is like peach blossoms, her half-smile is affectionate, and the edges of her eyes are slightly pink. According to physiognomy, this is a completely lustful look."
Chen Yu went on to say: "In physiognomy, women have six disadvantages: high cheekbones, pointed chin, thin lips, thin cheeks, short forehead, and three white eyes..."
"Your wife is in the fourth category. She is very cunning... Haha, Mr. Zhou, don't be angry. If you don't believe me, just listen to me. Anyway, I don't mean any harm." Chen Yu patted Zhou Lin on the shoulder.
He said with a smile.
Chen Yu's words made Zhou Lin involuntarily shudder. In fact, he believed Chen Yu's words to a certain extent. After all, Zhou Lin knew best how her ex-husband died.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen, for reminding me." After a while, Zhou Lin's expression calmed down. He forced a smile and said, "You must come to the listing banquet."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely be there." Chen Yu sneered. Zhou Lin, the grandson, really doesn't like to be angry or angry.
He had already said this, but this guy could still maintain this smiling face. Even though Chen Yu really wanted to slap him hard on the face, he still held back.
"Li Han." Chen Yu called.
"Mr. Chen, what are your orders?" Li Han came in.
"Enter Mr. Zhou and his friends well, and don't let him down." Chen Yu said.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I will entertain Mr. Zhou well." Li Han grinned and immediately understood that tonight, Zhou Lin must bleed heavily.
"Chen Yu, I've got it all done here, just waiting for them to hold the market banquet." Ning Ruoxue sent a message.
On a remote trail, Chen Yu glanced at his phone, then smiled back, put away his phone, looked at the night sky, and let out a long breath.
The hatred of framed and kidnapped wife was finally going to be avenged. He was very much looking forward to the outcome of that bad couple.
Suddenly, several gunshots were heard, and Chen Yu was startled. They were gunshots equipped with silencers.
Immediately afterwards, several figures ran from a distance in the night, and several guards protected a young girl who fled in front. She was carrying a three-foot-long box on her back, and several people were chasing after her.
Looking at the people behind him, there are gun-wielding killers and lightning-like martial arts masters.
Suddenly the girl bumped into Chen Yu hard. She screamed and fell backwards. Chen Yu picked her up with his backhand. Because the force was too much, the warmth of jade filled his arms, and at the same time, a faint fragrance came.
A face that made Chen Yu suffocate appeared, with clear and bright pupils, curved eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin with a hint of pink, and thin lips as delicate as rose petals...
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Although there were people chasing her behind her, this girl's eyes were surprisingly calm.
She flipped her right hand, and her slender jade palm suddenly struck Chen Yu's neck. There were willow nails hidden in her palm, and if she touched it, she would die.
Chen Yu pushed her away with his backhand and distanced himself from her: "Sorry, no offense intended."
"Miss, let's go quickly." A man came running towards him, and suddenly he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Uncle Huang." The woman ignored Chen Yu and quickly checked the man's injuries.
The man was punched in the back and blood spurted from his mouth. He obviously suffered internal injuries.
Several people roared up from behind, and the girl's guards all fell to the ground. An old man stepped forward with a smile: "Miss Yan Roujin, please hand over the things."
"Don't even think about it." Yan Roujin stared at the old man: "My Yan family has been protecting Qihuang Soldier Spirit Li Chen for hundreds of years. This sword cannot be wielded by anyone who is not destined to do so. Even if it is given to you, you cannot take it away."
"Haha, your Yan clan has declined, what will happen now that you return to your hometown Fengling? Even the old immortal from the Xuanwu Teahouse can't protect you." The old man laughed loudly: "Hand over Sword Spirit Lichen and keep your body intact."
"Even if I die today, I will protect Li Chen." Yan Rou stepped forward, her eyes filled with coldness.
"Xuanwu Tea House? Who are you, Li Xuanling?" Chen Yu looked at Yan Roujin.
"This is my adoptive father, do you know him?" Yan Roujin glanced at Chen Yu in surprise.
"I know him, he helped me." Chen Yu nodded.
"Boy, please stay out of your own business and leave your body intact." The old man sneered.
"Then I really have to thank you." Chen Yu glanced at the old man.
"Deal with him." The old man waved his hand, and immediately a man stepped forward and struck Chen Yu's vitals with his palm.
Chen Yu held the opponent's palm with his backhand...
"You..." The other person looked at Chen Yu in shock. As soon as he uttered a word, Chen Yu clenched his backhand and punched him in the throat.
Poof, the opponent's throat bone was completely shattered. He opened his eyes wide, took a few steps back, and then fell to the ground with a plop, dead.
"It turns out he's a master, enter." The old man was surprised. This subordinate was also a martial artist, but Chen Yu knocked him down with one punch. He seemed to be a ruthless man.
Several gun-wielding killers behind him did not dare to neglect. They raised their pistols and pulled the trigger on Chen Yu.
Chen Yu was short in stature and punched down one killer. The remaining two killers had already pulled the triggers in their hands.
Bang bang, two bullets hit Chen Yu. Chen Yu's heart sank and he screamed secretly. He had not broken through the Taixuan Sheng Qingqi and could kill a gunman, but these two shots were extremely difficult to dodge.
At this critical moment, the flame tattoo on his arm suddenly lit up slightly.
Almost at the same time, the three-foot wooden box behind Yan Roujin suddenly exploded, and then a red light shot into the sky and rushed towards Chen Yu.
Chen Yu felt his hands tighten, and a short sword appeared in his hands.
In an instant, he felt a force rush into his body, his figure suddenly rose up, and he slashed out with the dagger in his hand.
There was a buzzing sound, blood was everywhere, and the two gunmen screamed. A sword wound on their chests was so deep that the bones were visible. The two fell to the ground with a plop, and it seemed that they would not survive.
The old man was struck by the sword's afterglow, and a sword energy shot out horizontally and pierced through his shoulder. He was shaken and fell backwards.
Poof... He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then looked at Chen Yu in horror.
Chen Yu was seen holding a dagger in his hand, with red light looming on the sword's body, and the sword's body was still extending to three feet.
Chen Yu's hands kept shaking, and he was a little shocked by the huge power coming from the sword.
Then his hand was empty, and the sword in his hand turned into a ray of light, attached to the flame mark on his arm.
There was a sword mark on the flame mark, and then the golden lines on the tattoo flashed, and it returned to normal.
At the same time, there was something more in Chen Yu's consciousness. The Qihuang Soldier Spirit, Li Chen, the head of the three great Soldier Spirits, was now fused with his own bloodline and could be summoned with a single thought.
"Li Chen...recognized his master?" Yan Roujin looked at Sun Yu blankly. Suddenly, she burst into tears.