My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

On the school floor, Yang Chen and Yue Zipeng didn't worry about going up after the phone call. Since he was calling the principal he was looking for, he could just wait.

In the waiting gap, Yang Chen caught Zhenxiu and asked Nizi to introduce the new classmates she met in the class.

Zhenxiu ’s popularity is good. After all, it ’s pretty good to watch, and unlike other beautiful girls who have a temper, the more mature Zhenxiu is better at talking. Many girls are very enthusiasm with her just after starting school.

However, the role of Yang Chen as a "brother-in-law" really scared everyone, so when the students greeted Yang Chen, they all stood subconsciously.

But Yang Chen doesn't matter, as long as she confirms that Zhenxiu is just like the average college student in the social circle, and get along well with the students around her, that's the purpose of coming here.

Less than five minutes later, there was some noise from the crowd, like discussing who was approaching, but did not dare to say it out loud.

The students naturally gave way and a burly figure walked over from it.

Yue Zipeng, who had been waiting nervously, yelled in surprise, "Brother! Here!"

As if all the pressure was exhausted, Yue Zipeng was angry again.

This man, who is called "Le Ge", looked at least one meter and nine meters tall, and his appearance was upright, but the eyebrows were full of anger.

Wearing a black suit, but meticulous, stepping on a pair of shiny leather shoes, walking in a vigorous manner.

When he saw Yue Zipeng, the man didn't have any expression, just nodded symbolically.

"Master, which is it?"

The question was dumb, but it was straightforward.

Yue Zipeng seemed to be accustomed to this big man's way of speaking. He pointedly pointed at Yang Chen who was talking to a few girls.

"Just him! That guy beat my brothers!"

Yang Chen was pointed in this way, and he waved with a few Zhenxiu's female students reluctantly, and walked slowly to the center of the crowd.

The man also stepped forward. A pair of falcon-like eyes swept Yang Chen a few times, making him feel weird that the man showed no signs of martial arts, but it made him feel very difficult.

Of course, men don't feel that they want to lose at all.

Yang Chen could see this big man's ability at a glance. Yang Chen was somewhat surprised that this big man had even practiced internal power. Although it was only the average level of the day after tomorrow, he was put in the army, I am afraid that it is also one. Little ace, how come you are a thug for a principal?

"Ale, your surname," the man asked.

Yang Chen smiled kindly. "Don't report your name in a fight. You won't make friends anyway."

Ale frowned, showing a bit of interest in his eyes, "I don't think there is a need to fight. If you know it, kneel down and kowtow at our young master, otherwise, I can only scrap your hands and feet."

Yang Chen was a little stunned, and his feelings can still meet more than he can pretend to be.

No way, Yang Chen was embarrassed to start with a guy who practiced martial arts the day after tomorrow, and had to tickle his finger at Ale.

"Go on your own, I'm really embarrassed to take the initiative to beat you," Yang Chen said dejectedly.

A Le stayed for a while, and then he was a little sullen. This really didn't take him into consideration. He gave him a good way not to go.

"Brother! Go up and down! Beat him to death! He is so shameless! Put a few pounds of blood on him!" Yue Zipeng shouted beside him. In his eyes, Ale never lost!

Ale gave him a glance, with a look of anger and grief, which made Yue Zipeng shut his mouth obediently.

I took two steps forward and moved my fists, and the bones clicked.

"You have a bad life today, and you should have caused people who shouldn't. I won't kill you, but you'd better let your family call you an ambulance."

Yang Chen couldn't help laughing, "You are playing so much nonsense?"

A light flashed in Ale's eyes, no more words, a forward, as fast as a black lightning!

The big fists of the sandbags that he lifted up didn't carry out their internal power, and they beat on Yang Chen's stomach purely with power!

Yang Chen casually visually inspected the intensity of this physical attack, which should be equivalent to two kilograms. This Ale does have two brushes, but unfortunately, it is himself.

Ale thought that this fist had passed, and Yang Chen fell at least three or four meters, but it didn't want to. The fist just fell on Yang Chen's belly, but it was like hitting a thick embankment of reinforced concrete!

The students around couldn't bear to look at it. Although Zhenxiu didn't worry, she closed her eyes subconsciously.

When everyone discovered that Ale's fist actually fell on Yang Chen's stomach, but did not make the slightest waves, he opened his mouth unexpectedly.

Ale was stunned, and even suspected that she was dreaming!

"How can it be."

Yang Chen yawned, his own physical strength, which is what Wufu can imagine.

In the past, it was purely a transformation of the God Stone. Now, "Wang Nian Derivation Classic" dispatches the power of the world and the world to refine its own flesh all the time. It can be said that his physical strength is already several times stronger than those relying on his own gene clone. !

After a period of consternation, Ale could make him immediately use his internal strength to fight, condensing all the internal force of a left hook, this time simply hit Yang Chen's chin!

However, before waiting for that fist to touch Yang Chen's chin, Yang Chen's right hand had quietly stretched out a finger and ran across his chin.

Ale tried all his punches, but was stopped in the air, blocked!

Yang Chen said unpleasantly: "Why do you want to hit your face again? If you were to hit other places, I asked you to hit it a few times. Isn't that hitting your face? Isn't it because I have many women to accompany me?"

This rogue makes people's straight-eye remarks make many students collapse.

Zhenxiu followed his straight blush, and his heart became more and more understandable why Lin Ruoxi was so angry that his seven souls should be out of wits.

As for Yue Zipeng, who is waiting for Ale to find a place for himself, his legs have already fallen to the ground softly.

Ale felt a deep humiliation and shivered with rage.

"You play with me!"

"Come on, I have no interest in men."

"You are far better than me, why do you want to pretend!"

"Because the Lord didn't come," Yang Chen said boringly, and suddenly he realized something again, and grinned, "Okay, it seems to be here."

Yang Chen didn't want to wait any longer, reaching for Ale's wrist and folding it up!

A Le screamed that his wrist was broken!

"Before those harsh words, I won't pursue it more, just break my hand."

Yang Chen said, a light roundabout, just like throwing a hammer, flicked a big one-meter and nine-meter big man directly!

Ale couldn't control his body at all. Nearly two hundred pounds of muscular body full of gummy muscles, just like a personal meat cannonball, flew more than ten meters away and crossed a high parabola!

When Ale was about to fall, the spot where it happened was exactly two middle-aged men in suits and shoes coming over!

"Master be careful!"

Seeing who was going to smash, Ale shouted in the air!

Yue Weibing, who was walking with Fang Zhongping, was also frightened, but fortunately he also had some skills before, but it was a light step backward, avoiding this bombing!

"What's going on!" Yue Weibing asked angrily.

Ale fell down, but fortunately, he had thick skin and flesh, and had internal skills. Except for the broken wrist, he didn't hurt too much. He quickly got up and reported: "Master, that guy is a master, I am not his opponent!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Weibing suddenly flashed a surprise in his eyes, walked through the crowd, and looked at Yang Chen who was standing there smilingly.

Fang Zhongping, who was with him, was also terrified. As far as he knew, Ale was the trump card of the special forces in the Jiangnan Military Region. .

But when Fang Zhongping saw it together, it was Yang Chen who stood there, suddenly with a complex expression on his face, crying and laughing.

"Dad! Dad, you are finally here! This guy beat me!"

Yue Zipeng again found a life-saving straw and quickly rushed to his father, crying at his swollen face.

Yue Weibing's eyebrows were beating, and he pushed the son who couldn't make it to the side, strode forward, and his eyes were sharp, with the awe-inspiringness of the superior, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know that on the land of Jiangnan What is the consequence of not being able to live with my Yue family. "