Two sleazy-looking men cast sidelong glances, their eyes roaming over Jiang Yunlu and her companions several times.
She was indeed a very beautiful girl, the kind that made a man's heart race.
This level of beauty was absolutely top-tier among all the goods they had ever handled. Just looking at her made the wicked fire in their hearts somewhat difficult to suppress.
However, this line of work had its own rules.
The eldest young master said he only wants you, the man with a sun tattooed on his arm spoke up, his voice raspy.
He still had his reason. After all, the final payment the employer offered was a staggering amount, enough for them to splurge at nightclubs for over half a year. There was no need to ruin their reputation over a woman.
To survive in this circle, only those who could control their lower halves lived long.
If you only focused on immediate desires, it would be very hard to find people willing to hire you in the future.
He glanced at Xie Yuling and Chu Miaomiao standing behind Jiang Yunlu and waved his hand. Those two, we are not taking them.
Taking two fewer people meant two fractions less risk.
At times like this, what they sought was stability.
But his accomplice beside him clearly lacked this level of self-control.
The man's eyes were dead set on Chu Miaomiao, who had the most exaggerated curves. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his tongue traced his lips, revealing a repulsive smile.
Actually, it wouldn't hurt to bring them along. Anyway, the final destination is all the same. One more or one less, the young master won't mind. His voice dripped with a sticky greed, and his hand unconsciously reached for the car door handle.
Jiang Yunlu ignored these two clowns. Her gaze bypassed them and landed on the driver in the front seat.
The driver had never stepped out of the car. Wearing a pair of large black sunglasses, he sat there like a stone statue.
Xie Yuling's divine sense, however, saw it clearly. The number of times that guy observed them through the rearview mirror was far greater than those two idiots in the back seat.
It was the gaze of someone scrutinizing prey, calm and venomous.
Too much nonsense, Xie Yuling muttered in her heart.
She had no intention of continuing this meaningless standoff. Her divine sense condensed into an imperceptibly fine needle and viciously pierced into the mind of the man whose head was filled with dirty thoughts.
Before the man could even retract his smile, his face turned deathly pale.
He did not even let out a complete scream, only giving a muffled groan. His hands desperately clawed at his own skull, and like a puppet with its strings cut, he slumped limply into the back seat.
The moment he fell, Jiang Yunlu moved.
Her toes tapped the ground, her body displaying astonishing coordination. Using the momentum of her forward dash, her five fingers clenched into a fist.
This punch had no flashy moves, but it was wrapped in a faint, almost imperceptible trace of true qi, smashing precisely into the tattooed man's chest.
It was the sound of bones shattering, dull and brief.
The man's chest caved in to a visible degree.
The fractured ribs, under the impact of the true qi, turned into the sharpest of fragments and pierced directly into his lungs.
He opened his mouth, desperately trying to breathe, but all that surged out was dark red bloody froth.
The look he gave Jiang Yunlu was full of confusion. He seemed unable to understand why this seemingly frail and beautiful girl could deliver a strike with such lethal force.
The driver witnessed the entire process in the rearview mirror, and his previously steady hand trembled.
His reaction was extremely fast. He tore off his seatbelt, trying to push the door open and flee for his life.
This was no simple kidnapping mission; these three girls were incredibly tough opponents.
However, Xie Yuling's speed was faster. A yellowed talisman slipped from her hand and stuck to the driver's back.
The driver's movements halted at the exact moment he tried to push the door.
He felt as though he had been welded to the driver's seat, losing all sensation from the neck down.
He struggled to turn his head, only to find that even moving his eyeballs had become exceptionally difficult.
Inside the van, the previously gloomy atmosphere vanished completely, replaced by a sense of absolute control.
Only the gurgling sound coming from the tattooed man's throat remained, like a broken bellows. Every gasp for air was accompanied by pink bloody froth bubbling out.
Jiang Yunlu stared blankly at her own hands, her fingertips still twitching unconsciously.
She had never even killed a chicken in her entire life, yet that strike just now was as ruthless as a professional assassin's.
Should we... call an ambulance?
Her voice was dry, like sandpaper rubbing against a tabletop.
Xie Yuling did not even look straight at the tattooed man. She merely swept her divine sense over him casually and handed down the verdict.
This person is dead for sure. Even if you call an ambulance, he can't be saved. Besides, bringing a piece of trash like this back to life is just a waste of rice.
Moreover, Xie Yuling had no intention of saving this kind of person. If she really wanted to, she had Rejuvenation Talismans in her hand that could indeed save lives if used.
The carriage was filled with a thick stench of blood, along with the heavy panting of the driver caused by his fear.
Chu Miaomiao got into the car, looked left and right, then took out that divine pen and casually drew a circle in the air.
The ink marks solidified. It was not a doodle, but rather it burned a pitch-black hole directly in the void.
There was no suction force, nor any light effects. It was simply a pure hole leading into the unknown.
Off you go.
Chu Miaomiao raised her hand and grabbed the black hole. The tattooed man, who had not yet drawn his last breath, was tossed into the black hole like a torn sack.
Immediately following was the man who had passed out first; he too was thrown inside like garbage.
Seeing this scene, Xie Yuling and Jiang Yunlu couldn't help but ask, What is this?
A garbage hole. Garbage should stay in there. We can just let them out when the time comes.
Chu Miaomiao swept the tail end of the divine pen, and the black hole vanished instantly.
Seeing this, both Xie Yuling and Jiang Yunlu had a feeling that Chu Miaomiao might actually be the most powerful among the three of them.
Xie Yuling looked at the driver.
Drive. Head to your destination.
Xie Yuling's voice was flat, but to the driver's ears, it sounded like an imperial decree.
The effect of the Puppet Talisman was overbearing. The driver's brain thought of running away, but his body loyally executed the command.
Releasing the handbrake, shifting gears, stepping on the gas pedal—the movements were as standard as if it were his own intention.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yunlu was still immersed in the thought that she might have killed someone.
Stop thinking about it. It's just killing someone. The first time is raw, the second time you'll be used to it.
Jiang Yunlu raised her head and looked at Xie Yuling.
You... have you killed someone before?!
No, Xie Yuling shook her head.
Then why are you acting like a veteran! Jiang Yunlu almost choked on her own saliva, and the tragic atmosphere she had been brewing instantly collapsed.
Jiang Yunlu suddenly felt that there might indeed be some gap between her and Xie Yuling.
First of all, I wasn't the one who killed him. Secondly, I'm not as fragile as you.
To a certain extent, Xie Yuling's mentality was indeed much stronger than Jiang Yunlu's.
The car moved forward, and Jiang Yunlu kept sending out their location.
After all, there was no precise real-time positioning available yet.
Xie Yuling looked at Jiang Yunlu and couldn't help but tease, I thought you would have a tracker or something on you.
Jiang Yunlu looked up, thought for a moment, and said, It seems I really should prepare one.
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?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
