My Sexy Female CEO

On the other side of the sky, Lin Yifan who had driven to the Xinfeng Hotel seemed to have heard Zhou Jiajia's cries for help. Thus, as he got out of the car and rushed into the hotel, he whispered, "Jiajia! Wait for me! I'm coming to save you! You must wait for me!"

Rushing into the hotel, Lin Yifan was in a frantic search for the elevator.

At that moment, a hotel employee approached him curiously and asked, "Sir! What are you looking for? Do you have a reservation?"

Lin Yifan ignored her and kept searching for the elevator.

The next second, having found the elevator, he sprinted to the elevator doors and incessantly pressed the buttons, trying to ascend; however, even after pressing numerous times, the elevator hadn't come down yet.

At this point, the hotel employee approached him again, insistingly inquired, "Sir! May I ask..."

But before she could finish, the desperate Lin Yifan pushed her away, "Get lost!"

After pushing away the hotel employee, Lin Yifan gave up on the elevator and chose the most reluctant method—taking the stairs.

After all, it was only the sixth floor, not too high.

After being pushed away, the hotel employee thought Lin Yifan was causing trouble, so she called security to intercept him.

Security followed Lin Yifan up, but since they couldn't keep up with his pace, they were left far behind by Lin Yifan.

The height of the sixth floor allowed Lin Yifan to reach it in less than forty seconds.

Upon reaching the sixth floor, an out-of-breath Lin Yifan didn't pause for a second and, with his weary body, immediately started looking for room 606.

Turning left and right, he soon found room 606 in a secluded corner.

At that moment, several black-clad guards were stationed outside the room, seemingly to prevent any unwelcome individuals from interfering with whatever was happening inside.

If it were an ordinary person, to avoid unnecessary trouble, they might turn around and leave; but Lin Yifan was there to save his most beloved woman, so even faced with an army of thousands, he was determined to break through.

As soon as he charged forward, several black-clad guards holding iron bars turned around and glared at him angrily.

Facing such a threat, Lin Yifan was completely disdainful and continued to charge forward with all his might.

Seeing that he wasn't retreating, the black-clad guards, without wasting words, immediately rushed forward with their iron bars.

The next second, as the two sides met, a battle was imminent.

Lin Yifan utilized his momentum, leaping up with all his strength, and kicked the foremost black-clad guard.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the leading black-clad guard was sent flying back, incidentally knocking down two others behind him.

After dealing with these three black-clad guards, Lin Yifan continued with heavy punches and kicks, quickly taking down the others.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One punch for one black-clad guard, one kick for another, and within a few moments, all the black-clad guards had fallen. At this point, the hotel security finally caught up.

Seeing eight robust black-clad bodies lying on the ground, the two hotel security guards couldn't help but swallow their saliva and then wisely left.

If even these eight robust black-clad guards weren't a match, their involvement would only mean death.

"Help! Help!"

At that moment, desperate cries for help echoed through the room.

Lin Yifan, without a second thought, charged over with full rage.

In the room, Zhen Jian, stripped down to only his underwear, sneered with a contemptible smile, "Scream! Even if you shout yourself hoarse, no one will come to save you! So, give up struggling, and let me enjoy your beautiful body. Perhaps then I shall be gentle, lighter, slower. Tsk, tsk! Haha!"

Just as his contemptible voice faded, an awkward scene ensued; the securely closed door was suddenly kicked open with a bang.

The next moment, the smile on Zhen Jian's face abruptly ceased; followed by a frantic look towards the door, trying to see who the intruder was.

When he saw Lin Yifan's fierce face, he was immediately drenched in cold sweat. Then, he instinctively grabbed a fork from the dining table and placed the sharp fork against Zhou Jiajia's neck, threatening, "Don't come any closer! Take one more step, and I'll kill her."

Lin Yifan halted, not moving forward.

Zhou Jiajia was in Zhen Jian's hands, and he couldn't act rashly or aggravate Zhen Jian.

"Yifan! Save me!" Seeing Yifan arriving had finally ignited a flicker of hope in the desperate heart of Zhou Jiajia. At critical moments, her man was reliable.

Although his steps had stopped, Lin Yifan's hands did not; he stealthily reached into his back pocket and pulled out a coin that had been lying there for some time.

Previously, he had found coins to be of little use; thus, he generally didn't carry them. However, since acquiring his cultivation power, he had come to realize the importance of coins; because at critical moments, they could serve as a weapon or a hidden weapon; hence now, he generally kept a coin in his back pocket, ready for emergencies.

Now, in this moment of danger, he needed a coin to resolve the urgent crisis.

On the other side, after threatening Lin Yifan, Zhen Jian began making demands: "Bind your hands! Get out!"

Lin Yifan remained silent. After grabbing the coin, he quickly activated his cultivation power and forcefully flicked the coin.

"Whoosh!!! Bang!"

The next moment, Zhen Jian felt his right hand become useless and could no longer hold the fork,

thus, the sharp fork slipped from Zhou Jiajia's neck down to the hard floor, clanging loudly.

Having succeeded, Lin Yifan seized the opportunity, quickly rushed forward, and kicked Zhen Jian, who was in pain trying to pick up the fork; he then casually grabbed a chair nearby and angrily yelled, "Motherfucker, you dare touch my woman! Die!"

After saying that, he smashed the chair down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He kept smashing until Zhen Jian was immobile and barely breathing. Only then did he stop.

At that moment, looking at the sharp fork on the ground, he had a wicked idea; he walked over, picked it up, and furiously threw it towards Zhen Jian.

"Whoosh!!!"

As the fork sped downwards, a serrated hidden weapon suddenly darted from the direction of the door.

This hidden weapon moved incredibly fast, hitting the swiftly falling fork directly; then with a loud crash, it sent the fork flying.

Lin Yifan had only used a portion of his cultivation power on that fork; but even so, it was not something ordinary people could deflect; therefore, Lin Yifan surmised that a cultivator had come to rescue Zhen Jian.

When he turned his head towards the door, he did indeed see two additional people there.

These two individuals were covered in masks, wearing hats, and donned in the same color clothes, each bearing the same mark, appearing to be members of a particular organization.