Become a Billionaire in One Day

"Large... Brother, please... Please, let go... "Let me go …" The pockmarks on his face was pale, as if he was crying as he said this to Chen Yang.    

    

Only then did Chen Yang realize that, at some point in time, the pockmarked face, the "Nanjiang City car god", who was said to be able to make people puke, had nothing left to puke. He was drooling over the sour water in his stomach and endlessly sympathized with Chen Yang with tears and snot all over his face.    

    

"Hold on, god of war, the revolution is about to succeed, you can't fall down here." Chen Yang smirked. While he was talking, his hands did not stop moving. With another moan, he rushed forward like a madman.    

    

At this moment, the car had already left the city. Not far away at the foot of the mountain, Xiao Hong's Maserati was parked.    

    

"Hiss ~"    

    

An ear-piercing brake sound rang out and the taxi stopped. Chen Yang looked at the dead fish eye turned over on his pockmarked face, opened the car door and walked in front of the silver white Maserati.    

    

He knocked on the car door and looked inside, only to find that Xiao Hong was not inside. Thus, he opened his perspective and scanned his surroundings. After confirming his position, he followed a small path up the mountain.    

    

Xiao Hong stood alone on the hill, the wind blowing her short hair. She stared blankly into the distance, her eyes filled with confusion.    

    

"Yo, Eldest Miss Xiao actually has such elegance." Hearing the voice behind her, Xiao Hong's eyes turned clear again as she turned around.    

    

Even in the dark, Xiao Hong could still feel the warm smile on Chen Yang's face. The bright moonlight shone down, illuminating his tall figure. It really was like a male lead who had walked out of a comic book.    

    

"You're not slow at all." Xiao Hong said softly, her voice as melodious as a skylark's.    

    

A gust of cold wind blew, causing Chen Yang's clothes to flutter. He couldn't help but tighten his coat.    

    

"Not bad. It just so happens that I can catch up. If it wasn't for Miss Xiao being merciful, I'm afraid that there would have been more deaths if I had continued my chase. " Chen Yang smiled and pointed out.    

    

Xiao Hong naturally knew what he was referring to. If it wasn't through the rearview mirror, she would never have thought that Chen Yang chased after her in a broken taxi.    

    

"Mr Chen sure is funny." As Xiao Hong spoke, she walked forward gracefully. Gradually, the distance between the two of them grew closer.    

    

This action of Xiao Hong's gave Chen Yang quite a fright. Although Chen Yang appeared unmoved on the surface, he suppressed the urge to retreat in his heart. Looking at the beauty that was just inches away from him and smelling the faint fragrance on her body, Chen Yang couldn't help but to let his imagination run wild.    

    

Xiao Hong had to have a face, a body, and a body. The key point was the heroic aura she exuded. Anyone who saw this would want to conquer her.    

    

At this moment, it was already the wee hours of the morning. If something were to happen to a lone man and a single woman in this desolate mountain range, wouldn't it be letting down the good moonlight above their heads?    

    

Chen Yang touched his nose and looked at Xiao Hong. With a single glance, his heartbeat sped up. That pair of watery almond eyes seemed to be filled with endless love.    

    

F * ck! Could it be that this woman really had thoughts about him? Was she really going to do something indescribable by luring him to this place in the middle of the night?    

    

Xiao Hong remained silent, but Chen Yang suddenly became nervous. After all, he was still a virgin. Was the first time going to be an unknown explanation here, or was it a field trip? He was someone who couldn't stand temptation, especially when facing such a woman.    

    

On the surface, Chen Yang maintained a smile that would make people feel refreshed, but in his heart, he played an annual drama. He had even imagined Xiao Hong slowly taking off her clothes, revealing her curvy and floral body, lying on the ground and allowing himself to ravage her.    

    

A gust of wind blew over, causing Chen Yang to shiver uncontrollably. He hurriedly cleared away all the bad thoughts in his mind and was the first to speak, breaking the strange silence between the two.    

    

"Miss Xiao, I came as scheduled, shouldn't you keep your promise and tell me what you need to tell me?"    

    

"Puchi ~"    

    

Xiao Hong chuckled upon hearing Chen Yang's words. She brushed the hair on her forehead and spoke softly like a pearl:    

    

"Mr Chen is so cute, do you believe me just because I say it?"    

    

Chen Yang's expression changed drastically. The wind blew harder on the mountain.    

    

"What does Miss Xiao mean by that?" Chen Yang's tone was slightly cold.    

    

"Haha, what do you mean by Miss's words? Don't you understand?" A hearty laugh was heard as two silhouettes emerged from the ground and stood beside Xiao Hong, one on the left and the other on the right.    

    

Chen Yang subconsciously pulled apart the distance and looked over. He saw two old men, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. They were both dressed in ancient robes, one gray and one white. They stood with their hands behind their backs, their grizzled hair fluttering in the wind. They raised their hands and raised their feet, exuding the demeanor of experts.    

    

Somehow, Chen Yang felt a dangerous aura from them, just like the time when he was facing that old man in black.    

    

Crap, I fell for his trap!    

    

Chen Yang was upset. Xiao Hong's eyes were full of vigilance as she looked at the two elders. At this moment, she had already restrained her expression, making her look all the more heroic and threatening.    

    

"Chen Yang, if I'm not mistaken, that little thing is with you." Xiao Hong said lightly, her tone full of confidence.    

    

"What is it?" Chen Yang's eyes turned serious as he asked.    

    

"Pi... "Xiu." Xiao Hong said in a faint voice. A strange light flashed across her eyes as she looked at Chen Yang.    

    

"What?!"    

    

How did she know that he had Brave Troops in his hands?    

    

Chen Yang's expression was serious as his heart trembled violently. Other than Wu Ming and himself, no one else knew about it. And people of the Rose Special Detachment, like the one he had at the beginning, treated it as a cat, even though it seemed more and more extraordinary.    

    

This naturally did not surprise Chen Yang. As his mind raced, he suddenly thought, could it be that it was these people that were chasing Wu Ming all this time? But since when did Xiao Family have such strength?    

    

No, this was absolutely not one of the Xiao Family s, but …    

    

"You came from the Ancient Martial Xiao Family?" Chen Yang asked with a smile as he played with the flying knife in his hand. He looked at Xiao Hong.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Hearing Chen Yang's words, the expressions of the two elders changed. As for Xiao Hong, she frowned heavily.    

    

"Kid, you know quite a lot." A short and fat old man wearing a gray robe said. His voice was harsh and ear-piercing, as if two pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.    

    

"I don't know much, but I just happen to know this point." Chen Yang shrugged his shoulders and stuck out his tongue, looking like he deserved a beating.    

    

"Arrogant!" This time, the one who spoke was a tall and skinny old man wearing a white robe, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable rage.    

    

Heh, this is indeed an irritable old man, he might be able to break through in a while. Chen Yang secretly remembered this in his heart.    

    

Xiao Hong's attention was focused on the flying knife in Chen Yang's hand, which was rotating at a high speed. The throwing knife was about 27 cm long, shaped like a willow leaf. Its blade was sharp, and its blade was as thin as paper. At the end of the handle, there were also two 8 cm long red and green ribbons. Beautiful, but deadly. Even from a distance, Xiao Hong could feel a cold killing intent.    

    

Chen Yang also seemed to be intentionally displaying his control over the throwing knives like fire. As he flipped his wrist, he did all sorts of dangerous and unbelievable actions, which made the two elders' faces turn serious.    

    

This kid was not a good person! Although he only had a throwing knife in his hand, his waist, knees, and shoes were all in there.    

    

His skill with throwing daggers was probably not any lower than that man's!    

    

Chen Yang didn't care about what the two old men thought. He put away his flying knife and looked at Xiao Hong. His pitch black, deep eyes seemed to have some kind of terrifying magic, which made Xiao Hong's heart tremble. Only after a long while did he regain his composure.    

    

Seeming to be trying to cover something up, Xiao Hong said to Chen Yang coldly.    

    

"Hand over that little thing and you might still be able to live through tonight!"    

    

"What if I don't?"