Miss Huang's face seemed to be a little wrong. Chen Hanyu said as he stopped Huang Feiran and gently moved his hand away.

"Get the hell out of here!"

In an instant, the green tendons on Huang Feiran's arm burst out, and she grabbed Chen Hanyu's clothes with one hand and dragged them to the end of the corridor, which made Chen Hanyu feel staggered.

Then Chen Hanyu's body was slammed to the ground, and Huang Feiran shook his hand with a very disdainful look.

"You're so unbearable, you can't even beat a woman, I really don't know what to use to describe you, a wreck or a soft egg?"

"You can say whatever you want!" Chen Hanyu got up from the ground, although he hid his spiritual power, but his vitality was enough to withstand this powerful impact, so there was nothing uncomfortable.

Huang Feiran's face sank, she rushed over like Chen Hanyu quickly, her hands quickly arrived in front of Chen Hanyu, and then another set of straight punches knocked Chen Hanyu to the ground.

"I really don't understand how the Yun family could take a fancy to you as a plague god, you said Yun Lan She is not tired day by day!" Huang Feiran raised his arms high, ready to make the final blow.

"Drink!" Chen Hanyu slapped the ground with one hand, and his whole body turned over and stood up lightly.

"You can scold me, but if you target Yun Lan, then I'm not kind to you!" Chen Hanyu didn't want to continue talking nonsense with her, he patted the dust on his body and got up and left the rooftop.

Huang Feiran looked at Chen Hanyu's body standing up straight and wondered, to what extent this man was so wasted that he didn't fight back, even if it was a warning, there was no warning at all.

"Slow down!" Huang Feiran exercised his spiritual power to clasp Chen Hanyu's shoulder, and the powerful sense of oppression immediately congested Chen Hanyu's arm.

Feeling a huge sense of oppression, Chen Hanyu no longer hid his strength, the spiritual power in his body shook Huang Feiran away, and then grabbed Huang Feiran's wrist with his backhand and pulled it hard.

The latter's body lost its balance and fell, and at the moment of falling, Huang Feiran slammed a palm towards Chen Hanyu's chest with his left hand, and this palm smashed down with a strong wind.

Chen Hanyu felt a cold aura penetrate the skin from Huang Feiran's palm, and for a while, the blood in his body was frozen.

"Huhu!" Quickly mobilizing the yang fire in his body, in just five seconds, Chen Hanyu raised his head, all the heat in his body was collected in his chest, and Huang Feiran's offensive was useless to himself.

"What!" Huang Feiran realized that Chen Hanyu was also a cultivator, and he didn't seem to be inferior to his own strength at all.

"I said I wouldn't hit women, you don't have to worry!" Chen Hanyu said calmly, without a trace of waves in his eyes.

But if it's so easy to let him go, he is still the eldest lady of the Huang family! Huang Feiran immediately showed his guy, two mandarin duck knives.

There are very few women who make double knives, and now people's arm strength is not as strong as before, and people in ancient times were naturally strong when they ate grains, and the cold weapons they used were relatively much heavier.

The blade of the mandarin duck knife is very thick, and the blade is very thin, which will not reduce its weight in the slightest, on the contrary, the importance of a pair of mandarin duck knives is much heavier than that of the machete, not to mention the current mountain knife, those are things that are not catty.

Looking at the double knives that were coming, Chen Hanyu could only retreat, Huang Feiran was not joking, every knife she made was aimed at Chen Hanyu's vital point.

The knife skills are exquisite, and the knife speed is also very fast, and it can be seen that she is a master of making knives.

"I've heard of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate!" Huang Feiran quietly instilled spiritual power into the blade, and at this time, her knife turned from black to crimson, and each knife would bring a burst of red ghostly light.

Chen Hanyu's suit was cut by the blade in several places, and a fatal wound had been pierced through his chest, so he simply had the vitality to protect his body, otherwise he would have become Huang Feiran's revenant under the knife.

"Since you have moved the real character, then don't blame me!" Chen Hanyu's closed eyes opened suddenly, and the aura exuded from his body made Huang Feiran feel afraid, this was a terrifying aura, constantly oppressing himself.

"Ling Xuan Feidu!" Chen Hanyu's body suddenly disappeared in mid-air, and before Huang Feiran could react, a pair of big hands grabbed her mandarin duck knife, and then she saw four or five Chen Hanyu figures.

"Phantom!" Huang Feiran couldn't tell which was the real Chen Hanyu at all, the moment the four phantoms were formed, there was no difference between them and the real person, not to mention that each phantom had the existence of spiritual power, and his pressure doubled for a while.

"Roar!" Chen Hanyu luckily punched Huang Feiran's left hand away, her mandarin duck knife fell to the ground, and before she could react, her left hand was hit by spiritual power again, and another mandarin duck knife also flew out.

Then Chen Hanyu's body was shocked, and the four phantoms fell back on her body, and Huang Feiran was clubbing with her empty hands at this time, and her body couldn't move.

"Be forgiving and forgiving, it's really not a good thing for you to have such a hot temper!" Chen Hanyu said, picking up the mandarin duck knives on the ground and inserting them back into Huang Feiran's waist again.

"You untie me, I'll fight you again!" Huang Feiran kept consuming his spiritual power in an attempt to untie Chen Hanyu's shackles, but no matter how he struggled, Chen Hanyu's trap couldn't break free.

Chen Hanyu patted Huang Feiran's shoulder and unloaded half of her strength, and then he aimed at the Mandarin Duck Knife again and instilled a spiritual power.

This spiritual power directly polluted the mandarin duck knife, and the current mandarin duck knife not only does not have any spiritual power, but it is not as good as a kitchen knife, so I should teach Huang Feiran a lesson by doing this.

"Farewell!" Chen Hanyu waved his hand to indicate that he was ready to leave, and when he was leaving, he told Huang Feiran that she had not been controlled for long, and that it would be automatically lifted when the sun set.

It wasn't until eight o'clock that Huang Feiran untied her control, her arm was as sore as if it had been filled with lead, and the mandarin duck knife that Chen Hanyu had touched had become an ordinary weapon.

"Damn!" Huang Feiran roared through gritted teeth, she swore that Chen Hanyu would pay the price.

After dealing with this, Chen Hanyu put the contract into the file bag, and he now needs Li Richeng to connect with the Huang family.

"Five cents?" Li Richeng looked at Chen Hanyu incredulously, and he asked very curiously, "Boss, how did you cut down these five cents, then the Huang Group is an old fox, it is not profitable to be early, and the orders given to the outside are seven or eight cents!"

Chen Hanyu laughed from ear to ear, and he asked rhetorically, "Is it difficult?"