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.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
