With Li Yuan on his back, Lin Yu's escape speed naturally slowed down. Fortunately, the pursuing Scorpion Gang members weren’t much faster either, so they couldn’t catch up to the duo anytime soon. However, Lin Yu also couldn’t shake them off in a short time.
And so, Lin Yu ran, and the Scorpion Gang thugs chased.
Along the way, long-range "gifts" were inevitable.
Facing these shameless sneak attacks—bricks, batons, even flip-flops—Lin Yu’s steps became erratic, veering east one moment and twisting left the next.
Yet, despite his efforts, he couldn’t dodge even a third of the projectiles.
Watching a hefty red brick graze his shoulder before smashing into the asphalt road ahead, Lin Yu couldn’t help but sigh in frustration.
What a shame it didn’t hit Li Yuan—that would’ve taught him a lesson!
Meanwhile, slumped over Lin Yu’s back, Li Yuan endured yet another heavy impact. After coughing twice, he finally spoke up weakly.
"Cough! Cough!"
"Hey… Xiao Yu."
"Maybe just put me down. Your old uncle can run on his own."
At this point, he’d rather take a beating from the Scorpion Gang than keep running. At least he could cover his head and avoid serious injury. But if this kept up, one unlucky hit could crack his skull open!
A brick that size? Half his life would be gone!
"No!"
"Just hang on a little longer, Uncle!"
Lin Yu refused without hesitation, his tone righteous and firm.
"We’re almost at our turf!"
"Once we’re there, we’ll call the boys and finish these bastards off!"
Maybe it was the exhaustion from being pelted with bricks, or maybe he really believed they were close to safety—either way, Li Yuan stopped insisting on running alone. Instead, he started barking orders at Lin Yu to hurry up, tossing out empty promises like confetti.
Lin Yu ignored his yapping, maintaining a pace just fast enough to stay ahead but slow enough to keep the Scorpion Gang hooked. All the while, he kept glancing back, playing a twisted game of catch—trying to intercept every brick and rock, hoping one would land squarely on the idiot on his back.
But fate had other plans.
After the long chase, the Scorpion Gang members were gasping for air, barely able to keep up, let alone aim their throws. Their projectiles flew wildly off course, and even if Lin Yu lunged for them, he couldn’t redirect a single one.
With only a few blocks left before reaching the Black Blood Gang’s hideout, Lin Yu grew desperate.
Li Yuan hadn’t shed a drop of blood. His screams when hit were still full of vigor. Letting him off like this…
It was unbearable!!!
Another glance back revealed a pleasant surprise—the Scorpion Gang’s numbers had dwindled. Only about ten were still chasing.
This changed things.
Lin Yu did a quick mental calculation. Ten exhausted thugs, panting from the sprint? He could take them.
In that case…
Li Yuan.
You’re about to get what’s coming to you.
"Ah, shit!"
Lin Yu "tripped"—left foot over right—and crashed face-first into the ground. Li Yuan tumbled off like a sack of rice, rolling through the dirt several times before skidding to a stop.
The Scorpion Gang, ready to give up, suddenly found new energy at the sight of their prey sprawled on the ground. They charged with everything they had.
Lin Yu scrambled up, cutting off Li Yuan’s panicked plea before it left his mouth. He rushed to his uncle’s side, helping him up with a face full of fake concern.
"Don’t worry, Uncle! I’d never leave you behind!"
"G-good kid."
"Knew I could count on you."
Li Yuan’s voice was hoarse, weaker than Lin Yu had expected. He sounded like a martial arts novel character who’d just taken a palm strike to the chest—coughing blood, internal injuries galore.
Clearly, being a human shield hadn’t been kind to him.
"Uncle, can you still run?"
Lin Yu asked the question burning in his mind.
"Cough! Cough!"
Li Yuan shook his head, his face ghostly pale.
"Can’t… run."
"Xiao Yu, hold them off. I’ve already messaged the boys—they’ll be here soon. Just hang on a little longer."
"Don’t worry, Uncle! I won’t let them lay a finger on you!"
Lin Yu’s visible eye (the other hidden under his dyed blond hair) shone with determination, as if swearing an unbreakable oath.
Li Yuan, reassured by this display of loyalty, sighed in relief. But just as he was about to nod in approval, the Scorpion Gang caught up.
"Uncle, look out!"
In a show of "loyalty," Lin Yu shoved Li Yuan sideways—supposedly to dodge the first thug’s swinging machete.
But there were two attackers in the first wave, and the gap between them was tiny.
Lin Yu’s push practically flung Li Yuan into the arms of the second thug.
And to ensure Li Yuan couldn’t react in time, Lin Yu used a little trick—twisting his uncle’s body so his back faced the enemy, leaving him defenseless.
Under the setting sun, a metallic baton gleamed gold before slamming into Li Yuan’s shoulder with full force.
A bloodcurdling scream tore through the quiet alley.
Music to Lin Yu’s ears.
Pure bliss.
"UNCLE!!!"
Lin Yu kicked away the machete-wielding thug and charged toward Li Yuan, eyes wide with "horror."
"Uncle! Are you okay?!"
Li Yuan’s face twisted in agony, but he still had the sense to prioritize survival.
"Don’t—worry about me! Stop them first!"
Lin Yu’s expression was frantic, but inside, he was laughing.
Don’t worry about you?
Oh, I’ll worry about you.
Don’t you fret, old man.
Today, I’m making sure you get exactly what you deserve.
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.
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?!
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!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
