One night, in a certain bar in downtown.
Zhao Yan was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, watching the chaotic dance floor. Next to him was a pitiful girl who was so poor that she could only wrap herself in a piece of cloth.
This was Luo Jiajun's habit. Whenever he took his brothers to do something, he would go out to party wildly for a night.
In his words, they had all put their heads on their waistbands. Who knew if this time would be the last chance to enjoy life before doing the job? After partying, then do the job.
Of course, Luo Jiajun only drank alcohol and didn't sleep with girls. After all, undercover agent Luo had quite high standards.
And Zhao Yan's standards were even higher. He certainly wouldn't get to know the nightclub girls deeply either.
"Big Lei, why don't you take a girl to have some fun?" Zhao Yan asked Da Lei who was drinking alcohol gloomily beside him.
Da Lei shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Big brother, you know me. I don't like this kind of thing."
"Don't like it?" Zhao Yan pinched the girl's face beside him, grieving for her misery: "Look, she's in the flower of youth, but so poor that she doesn't even have a complete set of clothes. She's wrapped in a piece of cloth, either exposing her back or legs. How pitiful, big brother has a kind heart, and can't bear to see people suffer. If you don't come, and I don't come, how will they fill their stomachs? How will they support their families?"
"Da Lei, one must be kind-hearted. We don't lack this little money. Take some out to buy them clothes that can keep out the wind. This is a small thing within our power. As the saying goes, do not neglect to do good just because it is minor."
At this moment, he was bathed in a holy light.
"Big brother, stop it. I feel fucking guilty now for not visiting prostitutes." Xiao Lei's mouth twitched twice, somewhat speechless.
Zhao Yan looked at the girl who wanted to give back to society, "Are you moved?"
"I'm moved." The girl nodded again and again.
Zhao Yan asked again, "Any discount then?"
"No." The girl shook her head repeatedly.
"Damn, so I said all that for nothing." Zhao Yan immediately let go of her, "With your stingy hospitality, you've made the world lose another good man!"
"Hahaha, big brother, you're so funny."
"Really interesting, such a slick mouth."
"I've never seen you look so handsome and talk so well. Take me away tonight, free of charge. I'll give back to a kind man, serve the society."
The girls around them laughed together immediately.
No, together they were several clusters.
Zhao Yan looked at the girl who wanted to serve society with a faint smile, "It's commendable that you have this awareness. But I'm abstaining from meat recently, so let's forget it."
These women were just putting on an act. Letting them accompany him to drink was fine, but going all the way, forget it.
Who knew how many men they had slept with. He didn't have the habit of sharing women with others.
As the saying goes, an older brother is like a father. As the older brother, he couldn't wrong himself, let alone his own younger brother!
"Ding ling ling, ding ling ling,"
A cell phone on the table rang.
"Big brother, it's yours." Da Lei handed it to Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan took a look at the caller ID, then picked up the phone and left: "I'm going to fertilize the land."
He went into the restroom, and while peeing, he answered the call, "Hey, speak, I'm alone."
"What the hell did you do! Why did you kill Mad Dragon! Do you know how much effort I spent to smooth things over!" Huang Guofeng angrily reprimanded Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan killed Mad Dragon in front of many eyewitnesses. The police were going to issue a warrant for him. Huang Guofeng went through a lot of trouble to take over the case and suppressed it.
Facing Huang Guofeng's accusation, Zhao Yan smiled calmly, "But it's been smoothed over, right? Because I knew Officer Huang would not let me down."
"Luo Jiajun! What's your attitude! Do you know your actions are so reckless! It made things very difficult for me!" Huang Guofeng yelled furiously.
Zhao Yan's voice turned cold, "Difficult? Have you ever considered, Officer Huang, that you make things very difficult for me every time?"
This bastard, every time he casually threw trouble at Luo Jiajun, and when he asked him to resolve trouble, he would take this attitude.
He wanted to enjoy himself but didn't want to pay.
He wanted a free ride?
So far, only Zhao Yan got free rides from others. No one had ever gotten a free ride from him!
"............" There was silence on the other end. Then the voice rang out again, the tone much gentler this time, "Jiajun, sorry, I was a little impulsive just now. We are partners, we should understand each other."
"Forget it, I forgive you. I can't talk freely here. I'll hang up." Zhao Yan hung up the phone.
Walking out of the restroom, his gaze casually swept across the TV. It was reporting that Legislative Council members from all major districts of Lincheng would soon be re-elected.
"Quite lively." Zhao Yan muttered to himself.
Lincheng implemented a capitalist system. There was no mayor, only a governor. Below was the Legislative Council, and every member re-election was the most chaotic time in Lincheng, because of all the canvassing.
Then Zhao Yan thought of what he was about to do next. The only son of tycoon Huo Xiao had just been kidnapped. It must be even more sensational than the election.
He then thought of what Huang Guofeng said. Zhou Shen had his eyes on the gold in Hua Feng Bank...
Zhao Yan's eyes flashed with inexplicable colors. An idea was gradually becoming clear in his mind.
After returning to the booth, Zhao Yan took out money and waved away the accompanying girls.
"Big brother, what's wrong?" Da Lei asked.
Zhao Yan lowered his voice, "Try to contact some bold brothers these next two days, those who used to follow Older Brother Cai. Remember, do this privately."
"How many do you need?" Da Lei readily agreed.
Because this was not difficult at all.
Before Madman Cai fell, his Pengcheng Group was nominally a company, but was actually the largest black society organization in Lincheng. Tens of thousands of people used to mix with meals under Madman Cai. There were quite a few capable ones.
If not for the unfortunate incident in his family resulting in undercover agent Luo Jiajun whom Madman Cai highly valued, Pengcheng Group might not have collapsed so thunderously.
In the chaotic 1980s, just having the idea to turn an organization into a legitimate company set Madman Cai apart from many other society leaders.
"The more the better. I'll reuse all who dare to fight and kill." Zhao Yan's tone was grave.
Da Lei nodded, "Don't worry, I'll handle it."
"Let's keep drinking. We'll take action in three days."

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

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.”

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!