The beautiful CEO falls in love with me
Chapter 755 - 731:

Chapter 755: Chapter 731:

This time, Brofei could only kneel proactively in front of Ye Chen, with Ye Chen’s dragon in her mouth, waiting for Ye Chen to come and favor her. She didn’t even have the slightest ability to resist; even if she did, she would have to consider her own life. Now, her life was tied to Ye Chen’s. If she killed Ye Chen, she would likely suffer a heavy blow and also lose two Golden Silkworms.

Brofei felt helpless, anyway, she was already deflowered, so it didn’t matter if it happened again. The position of the Holy Daughter was now beyond her reach, as was the succession to the Church Court. Thinking of these, Brofei’s tears streamed down.

Ye Chen banged away for nearly forty minutes, almost costing Brofei her life. She soon fell into a deep sleep. Ye Chen, on the other hand, was invigorated and began to study the golden silkworm he had captured, a transparent worm that shone gold all over. Ye Chen, from start to finish, didn’t find anything particularly strange about it.

Ye Chen simply closed his eyes to sleep. He slept in a daze and did not know for how long. All he felt was a sudden flutter in his body, and he immediately opened his eyes. Just in time, he saw Brofei getting up and ready to leave. Ye Chen coldly said, "What are you doing?!"

"I’m leaving, I want to go back!" Brofei hysterically roared, "I want to leave you, this beast, forever. I don’t ever want to see you again!"

Ye Chen was taken aback. Seeing Brofei’s streaming tears, he curiously asked, "What are you crying about?"

"It’s all you, all you!" Brofei seethed, "I was the pure Holy Daughter of the Church Court. Because of your bestial desire, I’m now deflowered and can never continue as the Holy Daughter. I can only go back to face punishment!"

"Uh, isn’t it just a hymen?" Ye Chen laughed, "No worries, I’ll take you to get it fixed later. It’s only eighty yuan, right? I’ll pay!"

"Asshole!" Brofei, picking up a pillow, threw it hard at Ye Chen.

However, the naive Brofei really followed Ye Chen to a clinic in San Francisco. Damn, Brofei actually had a hymen restoration surgery. The doctor smiled, "There, everything’s restored as such. It’s as if it never happened. When you go back, you can experience what it’s like to have a first night!"

Brofei was somewhat in disbelief and took a trip to the restroom. When she came out, her face was flushed.

"Shit, that cost me five hundred dollars, what a rip-off!" Ye Chen couldn’t help but curse. Beside him, Brofei seemed to be in a good mood, the feeling entirely psychological. The Holy Daughter was nothing but a psychological effect, too. Thinking herself pure. It’s just that Ye Chen didn’t want to burst that bubble.

After sending Brofei off, Ye Chen went straight back to the headquarters of the Heavenly Reversal Gang. Upon his return, the Eight Hidden Generals were all gathered together.

"Yo, you’re all here?" Ye Chen walked in with his luggage.

"Brother Chen, you’re back?" Liu the Tyrant picked his nose, wiped his finger on his clothes, and said, "Jiang Wei said he saw you this morning, Brother Chen, is that true?"

"Uh... impossible, right?" Ye Chen blinked and said, "I just got back, didn’t I?"

"That’s what I thought. Brother Chen couldn’t have been here this morning!" Liu the Tyrant turned back to glance at Jiang Wei.

"Brother Chen, I definitely saw you entering the Kelly Hotel with a chick this morning!" Jiang Wei immediately stood up. Ye Chen couldn’t help but glare at Jiang Wei, who promptly caught on and exhaled a sigh, saying, "Shit, must have been my mistake. Brother Chen wore a trench coat; that guy wore a vest..."

The others suddenly understood.

Feng Zhixiao cleared his throat and said, "Brother Chen, during the time you were away, we’ve basically taken care of the mafia’s forces. However, there’s still a problem with the Yakuza. They’re equally powerful in the United States, and we’ve been archenemies for a long time. Meeting them this time, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to resolve!"

"Then we fight!" Ye Chen snorted coldly.

"That won’t be easy!" Feng Zhixiao shook his head and said, "When you left, the CIA came to us and gave us a file. They told us not to lay hands on the Yakuza, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Ye Chen frowned.

"Otherwise they’ll eradicate us completely!" Feng Zhixiao said, bowing his head. Being threatened was truly uncomfortable. Especially since the Americans were protecting the Japanese, it made Feng Zhixiao even more frustrated. Ye Chen laughed, "Don’t worry, what’s there to fear!"

"Brother Chen, the Yakuza are about to step all over us, how can we not worry?" said Feng Zhixiao, astonished.

"This is the United States, not Japan!" Ye Chen laughed, "If the Yakuza wants to mess with us, the CIA will step in to intervene. Of course, if they ignore the CIA’s warnings and are determined to fight with us, then what are we afraid of? Let’s fight! After all, they’re the ones who strike first, we’ll have a reason even if we kill them!"

The eight of them looked at each other, seemingly convinced by the logic. Haozi, who had been silent, spoke up, "Bro, why don’t we... just stir up trouble? Provoke the Japanese into attacking us, and then we can just take them out in one fell swoop!"

"Heh heh, you’re thinking what I’m thinking!" Da Xia said with a sinister smile, clearly cut from a different cloth those from Leisure City.

Ye Chen gave a thumbs-up and said, "However, this needs to be done without drawing any attention. Ideally, only the Yakuza should know about it — not the Americans!"

"Leave it to me!" Haozi immediately responded.

"Done!" Ye Chen nodded without hesitation.

In Florinia, United States, located within a Satellite City near San Francisco, members of the Yakuza gathered. They, too, had received a warning from the CIA, instructing them not to provoke any incidents or face eradication. The Yakuza’s operations in the US were extensive, ranging from electronics to drug trafficking. Being targeted by the CIA was the last thing they needed.

"Mr. Nakano, a tall figure outside says they’ve got something for you!" a little brother rushed in hastily.

"Hm?" Nakano was taken aback, then responded, "Let him bring it in!"

"Yes!" The little brother nodded and quickly stepped away. Following that, Da Xia strolled in nonchalantly. Nakano, the head of the American Yakuza branch, was intimately familiar with the Heavenly Reversal Gang, including Ye Chen and the Eight Hidden Generals. He recognized Da Xia immediately and cried out in shock, "You... You’re one of the Eight Hidden Generals of the Heavenly Reversal Gang?! You’re Da Xia?!"

Nakano’s exclamation had everyone on edge, and the little brothers quickly grabbed their weapons, ready for combat.

Da Xia responded with a chuckle, "Little bastards, no need to be so tense. I’ve only come here to deliver a letter today!"

"What letter?!" Nakano asked urgently.

"A verbal message!" Da Xia chuckled again, hands behind his back as he scanned the room. There were over a hundred people upstairs and downstairs, armed with more than a dozen rifles and over twenty handguns — not bad defenses. Clearing his throat, Da Xia declared, "Brother Chen gives you three days to surrender, or face the consequences."

With those words, Da Xia let a Gold Token slip from his sleeve and tossed it in front of Nakano before walking away.

Nakano took a quick glance at the table, drawing an icy breath, "Shit, it’s one of the Heavenly Reversal Gang’s Eight Gold Tokens — a relic from the same era as their Blood Sacrifice Flag. And to think it’s now in front of me..." Nakano gasped as if he had seen a ghost, "Quick... catch that man!"

"Yes!" The crowd sprang into action, but by the time they gave chase, Da Xia had vanished.

"Damn it, where did he go!" Nakano regained some composure and held onto the Gold Token, which bore Da Xia’s image. Nakano had heard rumors that anyone who received a Gold Token from the Heavenly Reversal Gang would meet an inescapable death if they failed to comply. Despite his initial skepticism, the very sight of the token now forced him to proceed with caution.

"Mr. Nakano, what do we do now?" the little brother asked anxiously.

"Hmph, ignore it!" Nakano dismissed the token with a flick and then cautiously tucked it away.

Three days later, the Yakuza remained on high alert, fearful of a potential onslaught from the Heavenly Reversal Gang. They were careful to guard against any surprise attacks. However, the day passed unexpectedly calmly, puzzling the Yakuza members.

"Let’s take a break; we’ve been on guard all day and haven’t seen a damn thing!" The Yakuza members breathed a sigh of relief. At 10 PM, no one was in the mood to keep watch anymore.

Even Nakano headed to his room to sleep, but as soon as he approached, he noticed a strange box on the coffee table that wasn’t there before. He hurried over and opened it, gasping at the sight of a bloody severed head inside. Nakano cried out in horror, "Oh no!"

The head belonged to none other than Nakano Jiatian, his own brother. Hearing the commotion, the little brothers rushed in and were stunned by the sight on the coffee table.

"It must be the Heavenly Reversal Gang, kill them!"

"Yes, it must be them!"