After standing there for a moment, Lin Yu decided he should probably laugh it off.
Given the current personality of the third female lead, as long as he didn’t provoke her, the chances of her bothering him were practically zero!
So what if she cursed at him once?
Lin Yu muttered under his breath.
Honestly, with the way he looked right now, anyone who saw him would call him an idiot.
Even he wanted to curse at his own ridiculous hairstyle whenever he looked in the mirror!
In a way, he and the third female lead were kindred spirits.
Lin Yu exhaled softly and happily headed toward the mahjong parlor, his head still wrapped in bandages.
Got cursed at by the third female lead on their first meeting~
How delightful~
Taking his time, Lin Yu deliberately dragged his feet and didn’t arrive at the mahjong parlor until 1 PM. By then, the Black Blood Gang members had already dispersed.
Lin Yu went to the inner room to look for Li Yuan and ask why he’d been summoned.
The moment he stepped inside and saw Li Yuan, Lin Yu silently gulped.
Turns out, he’d been wrong about the Fire Scorpion Gang all along.
Those bastards really went all out!
Li Yuan appeared in a wheelchair, his left leg encased in a thick cast, his head and neck wrapped in layer after layer of bandages. A few more wraps, and he could’ve passed for a mummy in a foreign horror movie.
"Xiao Long, you’re here?"
Li Yuan, uncharacteristically cheerful, greeted Lin Yu with a smile.
"Yeah, I’m here," Lin Yu replied, then asked, "Uncle, what did you need me for?"
Li Yuan nodded, his face beaming.
"Of course! Come with me, Xiao Long. Your uncle’s got a surprise for you!"
With that, Hei Hu, standing behind him, pushed the wheelchair forward.
Puzzled, Lin Yu followed, curiosity gnawing at him.
A surprise?
What kind of surprise?
What could this stingy old man possibly have for me?
They made their way to the mahjong parlor’s backyard, where Lin Yu spotted a large object completely covered by a red cloth in the center.
Though the cloth concealed whatever was beneath, the shape it outlined made it obvious—it was a motorcycle.
"Go on, Xiao Long," Li Yuan said, tilting his chin toward the red cloth, his smile unwavering.
"Take a look at what’s under there."
Lin Yu feigned excitement and nodded, but internally, he rolled his eyes.
What else could it be? Even a blind man could tell it was a motorcycle.
What a pointless show!
Turning his back to the two men, Lin Yu approached the red cloth with little enthusiasm.
Deep down, he doubted the motorcycle underneath would be anything special. It probably wasn’t even new.
Most likely a secondhand refurb or some cheap, low-end model worth a couple thousand at most.
Given Li Yuan’s notorious penny-pinching attitude toward him, Lin Yu couldn’t imagine the man suddenly having a change of heart.
With that mindset, Lin Yu reached out, grabbed the cloth, and yanked it off with disinterest.
The next second, his dull eyes widened, bursting with astonishment.
Holy shit!
This thing is badass!
The motorcycle beneath the cloth far exceeded Lin Yu’s expectations.
Its body was painted in a sleek blue-and-white scheme, with a streamlined, aerodynamic design that put every other local bike to shame.
Its futuristic styling could easily rival top-tier racing motorcycles.
This was the dream machine for any motorcycle enthusiast.
As Lin Yu ran his hands over the bike’s sleek frame, Hei Hu, standing behind Li Yuan’s wheelchair, chuckled.
"Xiao Long, this bike was specially ordered by Boss Li from an out-of-province dealer at a hefty price. It’s the only one in all of D City."
"You’d better thank him properly."
"Thanks, Uncle!" Lin Yu said sweetly, barely moving his lips.
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!
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?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
