Chapter 86: Frozen in Time

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Frozen in Time

Yang Chen let out a mocking laugh, casually picked up his wine glass from the bar, and without any warning, splashed the remaining liquid all over the man.

The leader had not anticipated that Yang Chen would resort to such a humiliating act of splashing wine and was caught off guard, leaving half of his suit soaked and stained.

"You're courting death!" the leader yelled in fury, rushing forward with a fist aimed directly at Yang Chen's face.

Yang Chen calmly intercepted the seemingly powerful punch with one hand, effortlessly gripping the man's wrist. Before the man could strike with his other hand, Yang Chen forcefully twisted the entire arm into an exaggerated angle!

The man, who had just tried to retaliate, screamed in pain and was compelled to spin around in front of Yang Chen like a top, dragged by his contorted arm.

Behind Yang Chen, An Xin's eyes lit up as she watched his relaxed posture with overwhelming joy.

Realizing that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, the other men in black shouted and rushed forward to surround Yang Chen.

"Here, take him back," Yang Chen said as he saw them advancing. He suddenly grabbed the other arm of the man he was holding and, as easily as if he were handling a rag doll, swung him forward violently! CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m

The nearly two-meter-tall man crashed into the others like a heavy stick, sending them all tumbling!

Seeing the large men in black sprawled on the ground, everyone present was shocked. How could this man's strength be so immense?!

"Let's go, get a room," Yang Chen said, grabbing An Xin's hand. Stepping over the groaning men, he walked out of the bar with calm composure.

Many women dream of a knight in shining armor, imagining a handsome, noble prince descending from the heavens in their hour of need to defeat evil and offer a heartfelt embrace, promising eternal love.

An Xin was no exception. Although she had rationally understood from a young age that a man on a white horse could also be a monk like Tang Seng, she still occasionally indulged in such dreams.

Especially after returning to the country for a few unavoidable reasons in recent days, An Xin even wished for a Superman with his underwear on the outside to really exist, even if he might be an eyesore.

From the moment Yang Chen grabbed her hand and led her out of the Thorny Bar, An Xin felt an unexpected rush of happiness.

Almost without realizing it, she followed Yang Chen to the car, sat in the passenger seat, and without bothering to buckle her seatbelt, leaned into his arms, lazily hugging him and planting enthusiastic kisses on his cheeks and neck.

"Cheers to our delightful evening," An Xin said, handing a glass to Yang Chen.

The woman before him looked poised and proper, making it hard to believe she was the same wild and passionate partner from the night before—a perfect blend of elegance and intimacy.

Yang Chen smiled, took the glass, clinked it lightly with hers, and drank it in one gulp.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang Chen," An Xin said suddenly, her expression turning serious with a hint of bitterness. "Because of what happened last night, you might face some trouble, but I think you also found a lot of enjoyment with me."

Yang Chen found her words strange and asked, "What do you mean? What trouble?"

An Xin gave an apologetic smile, "You'll find out soon enough."

Just then, there was a loud knocking on the door.

"Open up!"

Yang Chen was startled, wondering what was going on. He hastily tried to put on his clothes, realizing he was still naked.

However, the people outside were more forceful than he anticipated. Before Yang Chen could reach the door, it was opened from the outside, and several stern-faced police officers in uniform barged in.

Their sharp eyes scanned Yang Chen and An Xin, and the lead officer produced a search warrant.

"Police! This is a raid! Nobody move!"

Following the police were several reporters with cameras, jostling to get the best shots and furiously pressing their shutters.

Yang Chen sat on the bed, bare-chested and in a daze, too stunned to worry about his state of undress.

"Click!"

A flash went off directly in front of him, freezing the moment in time.