My Perfect Female CEO

Chapter 1412: Chapter 1412: Hidden Mysteries

The lion went berserk, and everyone in the crew turned pale with fright.

Those who could run ran, and those who didn’t even have the courage to run just dropped straight to their knees.

Luo Jian’an was dumbfounded, at a complete loss.

Wang Qiang became the lion’s next target; he felt like he was about to die, his heart almost suffocating.

The martial arts instructor stood frozen on the spot, like a statue.

The Beast Tamer was in a daze.

Panic spread, invading everyone’s heart.

The chaotic atmosphere, the screams and shouts of the people fleeing, only further enraged the lion; it seemed to sense how weak these humans were, and its ferocity grew even more savage.

"Run, run!" The Beast Tamer snapped back to himself and roared hoarsely.

By this time, those who could run were already sprinting; those scared out of their wits who hadn’t run yet stumbled and staggered as they finally started to flee, and there were also a few who didn’t even know to run, their three souls scared out of them, drenched in cold sweat, stuck there in a stunned daze.

"Beast, you beast!" The Beast Tamer looked at the lion now and no longer saw a tame little cat, he was staring at a wild animal.

In the distance, Chu Biyao and the other girls witnessed this scene, each of their faces changed drastically, their pretty faces drained of color.

"Oh my god."

"Mom..."

"Tathagata Buddha, please bless us."

"Where are the police?"

The people fleeing screamed hysterically, venting their fear in this way.

Just as the crew members were scattering and running for their lives.

Just as Luo Jian’an was at a complete loss.

Just as the martial arts instructor and the Beast Tamer’s souls were trembling.

Just as Wang Qiang was in despair, about to be bitten by the lion.

A figure appeared in their line of sight.

At some unknown point Ye Fan appeared in view. They saw a terrifying scene etch itself into their minds, engraved into their hearts.

They saw Ye Fan throw out a palm strike, slamming it into the lion’s body.

The lion was sent flying by that single slap.

"Oh my god!" Luo Jian’an plopped down on the ground, scared to his knees by the killing power Ye Fan had just displayed.

"Is that even human? He’s basically a god." The martial arts instructor dropped to his knees.

"What the...?" The Beast Tamer was dumbstruck, and he, too, went to his knees.

"M-M-Mr. Ye..." Wang Qiang was stupefied.

Not far away, the fleeing crew members gradually quieted down.

"Fuck, is that still a normal person? That’s a straight-up martial arts master."

"So martial arts masters really do exist; this is way stronger than special forces or whatever."

"My god, what did I just see? One slap sent a raging lion flying."

"Just that soft, lazy-looking slap had that much power—is that the Bone-Softening Palm or something?"

"I’m gonna piss myself."

"I’m gonna kneel."

"I wanna be his disciple."

The crew members huddled together, countless thoughts and ideas flooding their hearts.

"Ah!!!" Chu Biyao and the other girls were full of shock, their eyes shining. The instant Ye Fan slapped the lion flying, all of their hearts trembled in perfect unison.

It was like Zixia watching Supreme Treasure draw that sword with her own eyes—the tiny glimmer in her heart suddenly exploded into a flood.

The lion hit the ground, its previously raging wildness reined in a lot.

It shook its body and got back up, staring at Ye Fan with vicious, ruthless eyes.

Ye Fan swept it with a glance, full of provocation as he strode forward, his gathered aura coiling around him, ready to explode.

Before Ye Fan could even make a move, the lion backed away.

Intimidated by Ye Fan’s aura, the lion was scared.

Ye Fan kept walking forward.

The lion kept backing up passively.

Then the lion stopped backing up and simply dropped to its knees.

That’s right, the lion knelt.

The lion put away its violent aura and lay down on the ground, looking pitifully at Ye Fan like a puppy, not a shred of ferocity left.

In front of Ye Fan’s aura, the lion admitted defeat.

This scene shocked everyone even more; Ye Fan’s figure instantly seemed towering and mighty, no other hero image could compare to what they had just seen with their own eyes—Ye Fan displaying this scene right in front of them.

In their minds, in the fields of their hearts, Ye Fan’s tall, heroic image was branded deep.

"Beast!" Ye Fan looked at the lion and spoke with razor-sharp eyes.

The lion looked even more pitiful, prostrated on the ground, as if bowing its head in submission to Ye Fan.

At this moment, the Beast Tamer walked up to Ye Fan, tears of gratitude in his eyes, and said, "Mr. Ye, you’re incredible. Otherwise something huge would’ve happened."

The Beast Tamer was full of gratitude toward Ye Fan, thanking him again and again.

Then, under the Beast Tamer’s commands, the lion docilely and obediently returned to the iron cage.

The Beast Tamer looked at the lion inside the cage, a trace of regret flashing across his face as he thought to himself, "Why didn’t it just bite that bastard Wang Qiang to death? If it had killed him, that’d be perfect."

We’ll leave that scene aside.

No one knew that the lion’s rage had a human cause; they all assumed it was just an accident.

It was only that some of the Beast Tamer’s deliberate actions to enrage the lion, the way he directed the lion, had been seen by Ye Fan.

Those little movements, even if normal people saw them, they wouldn’t know what they meant.

But Ye Fan was different. Back when he was the Terminator, he’d undergone this kind of training, often fighting wild beasts, so naturally he knew a lot more.

However, as for why the Beast Tamer would do that, trying to borrow the lion’s jaws to kill someone, that he couldn’t figure out.

Luo Jian’an, Wang Qiang, the martial arts instructor and the others, crying and shouting, crowded around Ye Fan.

"Mr. Ye, it’s all thanks to you. One slap sent a lion flying—amazing, amazing, really opened my eyes." Luo Jian’an hurriedly said, "Just now I was scared half to death. I thought we were done for, that something big had happened. I didn’t expect you to resolve it just like that, it was really close."

"Mr. Ye, do you know what I was thinking just now?" Wang Qiang said excitedly, "At that moment of despair, when I felt like I was about to die, you descended from the heavens and unleashed your might. My whole world instantly filled with light. You literally saved my life; otherwise I’d really be dead."

"Mr. Ye, I know a few Grandmasters of National Martial Arts, their Eight Trigrams Palm and other fists and kicks are practiced to perfection, but I have never met anyone as terrifying as you. Just one punch to deal with a raging lion—too strong, it’s really beyond imagination." The martial arts instructor was thrilled.

"Just some minor tricks, I’ve embarrassed myself in front of you all." Ye Fan said modestly.

"Mr. Ye, you’re too modest." Luo Jian’an laughed, then instantly shifted the topic, saying, "Mr. Ye, are you familiar with the African Savanna? How about coming along with the crew for a trip? You can use lions and tigers as training dummies; for us, that would be an enormous help."

He was still thinking about what he wanted to accomplish as a director.

"I have zero interest. You’d better drop that idea." Ye Fan said, brooking no argument.

"What a pity, really such a pity." Luo Jian’an was unwilling to let it go.