“What the hell? Whose brat is this? Why are they running so fast? Did they trip?”
“Oh my god! I heard the sound of bones cracking. Is the kid okay?”
“Dude, I know you want to laugh, so just go ahead and laugh. Your comment is so annoying, but I like it.”
The onlookers were all stunned.
Shock—A mentally challenged child was right beside them?
Look at this road, so wide and spacious.
And look at the ground, not a single stumbling block in sight.
Some people had witnessed Gao Liming’s bizarre stunt earlier.
Left foot stepping on the right foot.
The kid didn’t seem mentally challenged.
But he had done something utterly foolish.
So he didn’t deserve much sympathy.
Of course.
Only a small number of people thought that way.
Many kind-hearted individuals still stepped forward to ask if he was okay.
Gao Liming stood up, feeling deeply wronged.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
Partly from the pain, partly from fear.
He ignored the noisy crowd.
Turning his head, he glanced in the direction where An Youyi had been.
But An Youyi was nowhere to be seen.
She had disappeared.
Gao Liming looked around again.
Confirming that An Youyi was gone,
tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.
These were tears of relief and joy.
Holy crap!
He had narrowly escaped death’s door.
Gao Liming had been terrified at that moment!
The thought of being under the control of the world’s number one assassin filled him with dread.
All he wanted was to get out of this cursed place as fast as possible!
Pushing through the crowded onlookers,
Gao Liming endured the excruciating pain and made his way back to his private car.
Opening the door of the high-end black sedan,
he plopped down into the seat, his face finally betraying his agony.
Sssss...
It hurts like hell!
“Huh? Young master, what’s wrong?”
The driver, who had been dozing off, snapped back to attention.
“Take me to the nearest orthopedic hospital, quick!”
Gao Liming urged through gritted teeth.
The driver fastened his seatbelt and didn’t dare ask any more questions. The car started and sped off toward the nearest orthopedic hospital.
Ding-dong—
His phone chimed with a new message notification.
Gao Liming fished his phone out of his pocket with his left hand.
He glanced at the incoming message.
The sender’s name was “Angel of Slaughter.”
Uh... It was from An Youyi.
In the past, An Youyi never gave anyone a choice.
Life or death.
It was all at her whim.
But this time, An Youyi had actually given him a choice.
This made Gao Liming ecstatic.
Gao Liming read the message.
Angel of Slaughter: How did you break your arm?
Gao Liming’s lips twitched.
Damn it.
How dare she ask?
His face looked even more miserable than if he were crying.
Using voice input, he replied to the message.
“I accidentally broke it myself.”
The intense pain made his speech slurred.
The voice recognition software produced a garbled mess of text.
Gao Liming felt utterly humiliated.
He deleted the gibberish and typed out his reply manually.
A moment later,
another message came through.
Angel of Slaughter: Did you see me today?
“She’s pushing it too far, way too far!!!”
Gao Liming was so angry he wanted to jump up.
But as he moved,
his arm sent another wave of excruciating pain.
When had he ever suffered such indignity?
Sigh...
Angry as he was,
he still had to reply to her quickly.
Mole: No, I didn’t see you.
Only then did the messages stop.
Gao Liming finally let out a sigh of relief.
In truth, whether An Youyi had betrayed him or not,
it didn’t matter to him.
The Dragon King Hall was just a stepping stone for him.
A place to exchange resources and test weapons.
He couldn’t afford to spend his entire life there.
“Dragon King, I can’t complete my mission.”
“And I don’t want to complete it.”
“You’re on your own.”
Gao Liming muttered to himself.
There wasn’t a hint of guilt in his voice.
Was it worth risking his life just to earn some materials?
No, it wasn’t.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
At the filming set.
The extras and crew were distracted.
Because four stunning goddesses had arrived on set.
All their attention was now focused on them.
Liu Yong had prepared a whole speech.
But with two more big shots showing up,
he was completely thrown off.
The filming had to be paused.
He called “Cut!”
and told the crew to take a break.
He then summoned Xu Mo.
After all, this mess was Xu Mo’s doing.
He didn’t want to get involved.
It was too terrifying.
Seeing the four women visiting the set,
Xu Mo was utterly confused.
“Is there some kind of celebration today?”
[The Dragon King has already left, and there’s no more scenes for him. What are you all doing here?]
[Did you come to the wrong place?]
“There is!”
Zhou Qiaoqiao was the first to speak.
She looked at Xu Mo.
“Our wedding day is just around the corner. I wanted to discuss with you about which hotel would be suitable for the ceremony.”
“And also, do you prefer a Western-style wedding or a Chinese-style one? I don’t mind having both.”
Xu Mo and the other female leads were dumbfounded.
Especially Xu Mo.
What was going on?
Since when was there a wedding?
Cough, cough...
Yang Jingying wasn’t having it.
“Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you here to cause trouble?”
Zhou Qiaoqiao shrugged. “That’s your own interpretation.”
Yang Jingying narrowed her eyes.
The two women started bickering again.
The crew was completely stunned by this scene.
Everyone knew who Yang Jingying and Zhou Qiaoqiao were.
They were heirs to two of the four major families.
What was going on?
Were they really fighting over a man?
Were all the other men in the world dead or something?
Not that they were bad themselves.
But witnessing such a scene of jealousy between these high-society goddesses was a rare sight.
Even Liu Yong and Song Yixue couldn’t help but glance over curiously.
Xu Mo knew that asking Yang Jingying and Zhou Qiaoqiao for answers was just asking for trouble.
Offending either of them would be a disaster.
As the old saying goes: “Pick the softest persimmon to squeeze.”
So he turned to Xu Shi.
“What’s going on? Why are you all here?”
Xu Shi grinned, revealing her sharp little canine teeth, her tone tinged with resentment.
“It’s because someone hasn’t been coming home these days, staying out all the time.”
“And recently, the paparazzi caught wind of it. Some say someone’s filming a movie here.”
“Having so much fun, about to become a big star.”
Xu Mo felt a headache coming on.
“What nonsense is this?”
[What big star?]
[I’m just trying to make a movie to mess with Dragon King Lin Fan.]
[Little Shi, do you have to be so harsh on your big brother?]
Xu Mo’s expression turned complicated, and he suddenly looked at Liu Yong.
Was this “big star” thing Liu Yong’s doing?
Director Liu, are you trying to frame me?
By the way, the Cadillac project can start in a couple of days.
As for the Steam project, I’m racking my brain trying to figure out the next steps.
The initial excitement is gone, and now my head is about to explode.
Let me sort it out first.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
