After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

The room fell silent instantly, followed by a flurry of hurried footsteps.

Through the crack in the door, Chen Yun saw several men in black carrying a blood-covered person away hastily.

Judging from the man's figure, it was indeed Li Feng.

This is bad! Chen Yun realized the situation was urgent and he had to leave this dangerous place immediately.

Taking advantage of the moment when the man in black left, he crouched down and slipped downstairs, quickly leaving the dilapidated building.

After observing from the shadows for a while, Chen Yun saw the men in black lift Li Feng into a van and then quickly drive away. He quickly noted down the license plate number and decided to go back to his residence first before making further plans.

After returning to his residence, Chen Yun immediately contacted Wang Yuyan.

"Yu Yan, something happened to Li Feng. I saw him being carried into a car tonight, covered in blood..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuyan on the other end of the phone immediately became nervous:

"What? Li Feng is injured? What happened? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. I hid, and they didn't find me," Chen Yun briefly recounted his experience that evening.

“I suspect he’s gotten himself into some trouble. Those people could be his accomplices or his enemies. In any case, the situation is complicated. You should be careful lately, or I’m afraid they’ll come looking for you.”

"I understand, I will be careful."

Wang Yuyan's voice was filled with worry.

"What do you plan to do about Li Feng's matter?"

“I’ve noted down their license plate number. I will continue to investigate and find out who’s behind this.”

"I must find out what's going on, and I must ensure your safety and mine."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yun was unable to calm down for a long time.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and the taste of nicotine calmed him down a little.

Tonight's experience made him realize that he and Wang Yuyan had been drawn into a dangerous vortex, and Li Feng's injury was likely just the beginning of this storm.

The next morning, Chen Yun began his investigation based on the license plate number he had noted down.

Through some underground connections, he eventually found out the owner of the car—a local gang leader known as "Snake Brother".

Brother Snake wields considerable power in this area, employing a group of ruthless thugs who commit all sorts of evil deeds.

Chen Yun realized that Li Feng's injury was likely related to Snake Brother.

He decided to first investigate Snake Brother's background and see if he could find any clues.

He went to a bar that Snake Brother frequented and sat down at the bar, pretending to be nonchalant.

He drank his wine while observing his surroundings.

The bar was dimly lit and the music was deafening.

All sorts of people gather here.

Chen Yun noticed that several burly men were sitting in a corner of the bar.

Their eyes were fierce, and they kept glancing around; they were clearly not good people.

Chen Yun guessed that these people were likely Snake Brother's men.

He was thinking about how to get close to these people.

Suddenly, a woman in a black tight dress swayed over and sat down next to him.

"Handsome, drinking alone?"

The woman wore bright red lipstick and spoke in a voice so sweet it could melt your bones.

Chen Yun glanced at her and said indifferently, "Is there something you need?"

"Nothing much, I just saw you were looking bored all by yourself and wanted to chat with you."

As the woman spoke, she intentionally or unintentionally rubbed against Chen Yun.

Chen Yun subtly dodged away, coldly saying, "I don't need it."

The woman didn't seem deterred by his indifference; instead, she pressed herself against him even more enthusiastically.

"Don't be so cold, handsome, let's be friends."

As she spoke, she extended her fingers, painted with red nail polish, and gently stroked the back of Chen Yun's hand.

Chen Yun grabbed her wrist: "I'll say it again, I don't need it."

The woman's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her smile:

"Handsome guy, you've got quite a temper. But I like it."

As she spoke, she reached out with her other hand, trying to wrap her arms around Chen Yun's neck.

Chen Yun abruptly shook off the woman's hand, as if shaking off a sticky piece of chewing gum.

The woman's fingers, painted with scarlet nail polish, left a slippery trail on his wrist, making him feel nauseous.

He stood up, the woman's perfume still lingering in his nostrils.

The woman's actions attracted the attention of those around her, including the several burly men in the corner.

They stopped talking and focused their gazes on Chen Yun like searchlights.

Chen Yun glanced around at them, his eyes cold, showing no sign of backing down.

He doesn't want to cause trouble, but if trouble comes knocking on his door, he won't be polite.

He turned to leave the smoky, chaotic bar, but the woman blocked his way.

"Handsome, don't go! We haven't finished talking yet."

The woman spoke in a high-pitched, affected voice, as harsh as fingernails scraping across a blackboard.

She swayed her slender waist and tried to get closer to Chen Yun again, the strong scent of perfume wafting towards him.

Chen Yun impatiently pushed her away, not with much force, but enough to make the woman stumble and almost fall.

The heel of her high heel got stuck in a crack in the floor.

It made a sharp "thump" sound, like a cat's claw scratching at the heart.

At this moment, several men from the corner came over and surrounded Chen Yun, like a pack of hyenas eyeing their prey.

Their tattoos looked grotesque and terrifying in the dim light.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

One of the men said viciously, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth that looked like rotten wooden stakes.

He wore a thick gold chain around his neck, which gleamed tackyly under the lights.

Chen Yun looked at them coldly, "I just don't want to be disturbed."

"How dare you be so arrogant on our Snake Brother's turf? You're asking for trouble!"

As the other man spoke, he threw a punch at Chen Yun.

His fist, accompanied by a whooshing sound, slammed into Chen Yun's face.

Chen Yun dodged to the side, moving as fast as lightning.

He kicked the man in the stomach with such force that the man arched his back like a shrimp and let out a painful groan.

He fell heavily to the ground, clutching his stomach, unable to get up for a long time.

Seeing this, the other men rushed towards Chen Yun like a pack of hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

The bar erupted into chaos as other patrons scrambled to avoid being drawn into the brawl.

Although Chen Yun was outnumbered, he was agile and quick-witted, and engaged in a fierce fight with several men.

He used both fists and feet, each move deadly, every punch carrying a ruthless force, as if to send these scum to hell.

He punched a man in the nose, and blood gushed out like blooming red plum blossoms.

"You son of a bitch..."

The man who was hit cursed and bent over in pain, clutching his nose.

Another man was kicked in the groin, letting out a pig-like scream as he clutched his groin and rolled on the ground.

"My second son! You...you're dead!"

Soon, several men collapsed to the ground, groaning.

"It hurts so much..." "Help..."