Male Corp.
Chairman's Office.
"This Xu Mo is going too far!!!"
Lin Fan stared at the promotional video on the screen.
He was boiling with anger.
It wasn't hard to understand why Lin Fan was so furious.
Originally, it was a done deal for him to be the male lead in the movie.
With his handsome looks,
Lin Fan had absolute confidence!
Moreover, acting wasn't a difficult task.
He was well-prepared.
All things considered.
If it weren't for Xu Mo, if there was no Xu Mo.
He likely would have already hooked up with Lin Anan.
Ahem, I mean arranged things.
Ding dong ding dong-----------
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in." Lin Fan deleted the web video from his desktop.
Ma Qun walked in.
Both he and Lin Fan still had some bruises on their faces.
The difference was,
Ma Qun had an additional white bandage around his neck.
He looked rather haggard!
"Dragon King."
Bang--------------
Lin Fan immediately stood up, showing concern and went to greet him.
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be resting more in the hospital? Come, sit down quickly."
With Ma Qun having helped him block a bullet last time.
Lin Fan trusted Ma Qun even more.
This brother is reliable, he really takes action when needed.
Before rising to power, one can humble oneself.
Even be obsequious, amiable and genial.
Once in power, everything from the past should be accounted for.
If an ordinary person can reach such a state.
Then he's no ordinary person.
And Lin Fan is even more extraordinary than an ordinary person.
Endurance! It's just endurance!
It's not embarrassing!
Moreover, over the years, Ma Qun's performance.
Lin Fan has been watching closely.
As a boss, one doesn't need to promise loyal subordinates various benefits.
Just need to show some care in the small details.
Repeatedly.
Anyone would be moved.
Lin Fan smiled and personally poured tea for Ma Qun.
This made Ma Qun feel a bit overwhelmed, "Dragon King, I can do it myself, I'm not so useless as to not be able to pour tea."
Lin Fan chuckled and stopped his outstretched hand.
"Ma Qun, you're treating me too coldly, we're all brothers."
"But Dragon King, I-----------"
"There's nothing to worry about. Oh, by the way, from now on, don't call me Dragon King anymore, I'm not much older than you. If you don't mind, call me Fan Ge, and I'll call you Xiao Ma, how about that?"
Ma Qun's heart lit up with joy, "Dragon... ahem, Fan Ge, I have no problem with that."
Lin Fan also laughed.
"Good."
After some more casual chatting.
Then Lin Fan's face turned serious.
"That Xu Mo is hiding deeply, if not for our sudden attack, we wouldn't know he has such skills! Xiao Ma, I won't let you suffer for nothing."
Ma Qun's heart warmed.
This is the right boss to follow!!!
Ma Qun didn't know why, but ever since he met Lin Fan.
He had genuinely admired this man.
He followed Lin Fan's orders loyally.
These years, Lin Fan's thunderous tactics overseas.
He had witnessed them all.
In short, his instincts told him.
Following Lin Fan, he would never go hungry.
"Fan Ge, when I recover in a few days, we'll go back and get them!"
Lin Fan shook his head slightly, "No need."
Ma Qun was confused.
Weren't we going to seek revenge for me?
Oh, Lin Fan's next words cleared Ma Qun's confusion.
"Is Nightmare Butcher back in the country?"
Ma Qun thought for a moment, then replied, "Yes, he's been back for some time."
Lin Fan stood up.
"Then let's go pay him a visit."
"Dragon... ahem, Fan Ge, why don't we let him come to us?"
"We should visit him personally to show some sincerity, besides, don't you know his temperament?"
Ma Qun thought about it and nodded in agreement.
Nightmare Butcher is the third strongest in Dragon King Hall.
His style of action matches his title perfectly.
They all have blood on their hands, killing without blinking is basic.
But this man known as Nightmare Butcher reaches the point of being addicted to killing.
Of course, the overseas environment allows for this.
No big incidents, but small frictions are frequent.
"Alright, let's go then."
Since Lin Fan said so, Ma Qun naturally had no objections.
Lin Fan put the car keys in his pocket.
The two arrived at the underground parking lot.
All along the way.
Lin Fan's eyelids started twitching, initially he didn't pay attention.
When they arrived at the parking lot.
His eyelids twitched even more!!
"Fan Ge, that guy's been at his estate since he got back, we can head straight to Li's estate."
As Ma Qun spoke, he walked towards their private car.
Realizing Lin Fan had stopped behind him.
This puzzled Ma Qun.
"What's wrong, Fan Ge?"
"Let's not use this car for now, have someone check it, then we'll take a taxi."
Lin Fan frowned deeply, his eyelids still twitching.
He has managed to get this far.
Apart from his exceptional talent.
There's also his uncanny luck that he never tells anyone!
Others' luck is mostly invisible, intangible, without any signs.
But Lin Fan's is different.
Whenever there's a life-threatening situation, or something serious.
His eyelids twitch violently.
He once relied on this personal advantage to escape death several times in extremely dangerous situations.
Whether it's superstition.
Or unscientific.
Lin Fan doesn't care.
As long as it saves his life.
It doesn't matter what it is.
Ma Qun just thought Lin Fan didn't want to drive, casually said.
"Fan Ge, if you're tired, I can call the driver over."
Lin Fan looked at him gravely, his voice low, "No need, just do as I say!"
Ma Qun was silenced.
He didn't express any more opinions.
Li Estate.
A scenic garden.
A set of outdoor piano was placed here.
A young man in his late twenties.
Was immersed in playing the piano.
The young man's appearance was refined, exuding a gentle demeanor.
The piano piece he played was very pleasant.
And it's quite difficult to play!
Yet, who would have thought.
The young man's another identity is the terrifying Nightmare Butcher.
"Young master, someone wants to see you."
An elderly butler in a butler's uniform, looking about sixty or seventy years old, said.
The young man's eyes slowly opened, a cold gleam flashing past.
He smiled and said, "Uncle Dong, I don't want to see anyone these days, tell them to go back."
The butler first nodded, then added another sentence.
"One of them said he's Dragon King, and you'll understand what it means once I report it."
The butler only said what needed to be said.
Then he was about to leave.
To have the security outside send people away.
To be honest, Uncle Dong was quite baffled.
These days, there are still people with such bizarre names.
Dragon King?
Why not just say you're the East Sea Dragon King?
South Sea Dragon King, West Sea Dragon King, and others.
Just claim to be Dragon King?
It's outrageous.
Not long after, Uncle Dong was stopped by the young man.
"Uncle Dong, I've changed my mind, let them in."
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Need some interesting plots, I'm running out of ideas lately
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
