Da Biao and Zhao Yan controlled the bodyguards who still had the ability to move, and did not bother with the injured ones.
Zhao Yan walked to the Rolls Royce window and greeted very politely: "Young Master Huo, good evening!"
"You, you, you..." Huo Tianyu was scared pale, stuttering to ask: "Who are you people?"
Zhao Yan was puzzled and looked at himself: "Isn't it obvious enough? We are bandits!"
Huo Tianyu's face became even paler.
"We know Young Master Huo has money, so we brothers worked overnight to ask Young Master Huo for some money to spend. Young Master Huo wouldn't be stingy about our overtime pay, would he?" Zhao Yan spoke gently.
Huo Tianyu bravely relied on the defensive capabilities of the armored vehicle: "Do you know the consequences of offending my Huo family? You'd better let me go."
"Damn, these capitalists are all bad people." Zhao Yan's face sank. He put his face against the glass: "We brothers worked so hard overnight, and you f**king still owe us overtime pay. Do you really think you can avoid us by hiding in this turtle shell?"
Looking at the righteous and indignant Zhao Yan in front, Da Lei and the others looked at each other in dismay. They felt that this seemed less like a kidnapping and more like legally collecting wages.
Zhao Yan took out a large object from his crotch and put it against the car window: "This bomb is enough to blow this car into scrap metal. Does Young Master Huo really want to perish together with this car? He is a man who values feelings indeed."
"No... Don't! I'll give you as much money as you want!" Huo Tianyu was so scared that he shuddered. He opened the car door, his legs trembling as he got out.
The richer you are, the more afraid of death you become, especially for spoiled rich second generations like this who were born into money.
Zhao Yan laughed loudly and hugged Huo Tianyu around the neck, saying, "That's more like it! We don't want your money. Our overtime pay, your dad will give to us. It's just that you'll have to bear with us for a few days from now on."
"No hardship, no hardship. You must not harm me. I am the only son of the Huo family. My dad is willing to pay any amount of money." Huo Tianyu's voice was trembling.
Fei Zai suddenly spoke up: "By the way, what was Young Master Huo doing coming to Nanshan every night?"
"I..." Huo Tianyu mumbled unclear.
Seeing this, Zhao Yan instantly realized something was going on here. He pointed his gun at Xu Tian: "You tell me."
"Don't kill me! I'll say, I'll say!" Xu Tian knelt on the ground in fear, raising both hands, shivering to tell out Huo Tianyu's perverted preferences.
After listening, everyone was shocked beyond belief, completely unexpected that the heir of the richest man turned out to be a hypocrite in sheep's clothing.
What followed was anger.
Facing such a beast, who would not be angry?
Especially Da Lei, whose eyes were blood red after his sister had been violated: "Beast, I will kill you!"
"Don't! Don't kill me! Don't! Please, I beg you!" Huo Tianyu was scared to cry.
Zhao Yan grabbed Da Lei’s gun: "He still has uses."
He still wanted to take advantage of Huo Xiaoqi to do some things, so of course he could not kill his only son now.
Of course, he would definitely not let this beast get away. After Huo Xiaoqi finished helping him, when Huo Tianyu's usefulness was gone, he could go repent down below.
"Please get in the car, Young Master Huo." Zhao Yan said.
Then everyone began handling the scene. The bodies and injured bodyguards were all taken away together with Huo Tianyu.
Huo Tianyu’s car was pushed off the cliff.
............
The next morning, at the Huo family manor.
Mr. and Mrs. Huo were eating breakfast.
"Dear, Tianyu hasn't come back all night, and his phone can't get through either. I hope nothing happened to him," said Mrs. Huo worriedly.
Huo Xiaoqi dismissively said: "He's not a child anymore. With so many bodyguards around him, what could happen to him going out socializing? He probably just got drunk."
"Master, there are two people outside claiming to be the young master's friends who want to see you," the butler walked in.
Huo Xiaoqi was surprised: "Let them in."
"Yes," the butler bowed and left.
After a while, the butler brought in Zhao Yan and Da Biao. Da Biao was specially arranged by Zhou Shen to keep an eye on Zhao Yan, so he naturally had to be present now.
"Mr. Huo, I have long admired your great name!"
Zhao Yan opened his arms, pretending to want to hug him.
Huo Xiaoqi frowned: "I don't remember Tianyu having a friend like you. Who exactly are you?"
"You look at me. I was so excited to see Mr. Huo for the first time that I almost forgot to introduce myself," Zhao Yan said with a remorseful face, then smiled, "Mr. Huo, my name is Luo Jiajun. I was a new friend Young Master Huo met last night. Last night I worked overtime to help Young Master Huo out, but he said he didn’t have enough cash on him and owed me the overtime pay without giving it to me, so I could only come to you, Mr. Huo, to collect it."
After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he wandered around the living room, randomly touching things here and there, acting very intimate.
His attitude was as if he was back home.
Huo Xiaoqi's expression instantly turned gloomy: "How dare you kidnap my son!"
"What! Tianyu was kidnapped by him!" Mrs. Huo exclaimed in shock after finally understanding what was going on.
Zhao Yan didn’t answer Huo Xiaoqi's words, but was very interested in a sound system he touched: "Mr. Huo, this sound system is great. The sound quality must be powerful. Do you mind if I sing a song? I have a very good voice."
"Slap!" Huo Xiaoqi slammed the table and stood up: "Stop wasting time! Do you believe that with one call from me, all the police in the city will come immediately to arrest you!"
"I believe it! Of course I understand Mr. Huo's capabilities. But I'm full of explosives on me. If Mr. Huo is not afraid of death, I, a country bumpkin, would not mind being able to die together with a billionaire. It would be my greatest honor!" Zhao Yan turned around, took off his suit to reveal the suicide bomber vest, with a very kind smile on his face.
Huo Xiaoqi's face was extremely gloomy.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yan turned on the sound system by himself, picked up the microphone and started singing passionately: "Sweet sweet, your smile is sweet and sweet, like the flowers blooming in the spring breeze..."
As he said, he did have a very good voice.
But the few people in the room had no heart to appreciate it, each face more ugly than the last, as if they could drip water.
"Mr. Luo, you just want money in the end. Let's negotiate the amount," Huo Xiaoqi said helplessly.
Zhao Yan smiled slightly, looking at Huo Xiaoqi earnestly and asked: "Was my pitch off just now?"
No one answered, just looking at him coldly.
But Zhao Yan did not feel embarrassed at all, and said to himself: "Then let me sing it again for you guys to listen."
"Kid, don't be too arrogant! This is the Huo family!" The butler pointed at Zhao Yan and shouted angrily.
"Okay." Zhao Yan threw away the microphone and walked to sit opposite Huo Xiaoqi, with a neurotic smile on his face: "Mr. Huo, you are the richest man in Lin City, and I kidnapped your son, so I am the bandit king of Lin City. We are both number ones. But you seem to look down on me a lot."
"So I want more money, 15 billion, to be delivered within 3 hours, or else I will tear up the ticket."
"Do you know how tall a stack of 15 billion in cash placed in front of you would be?" Huo Xiaoqi sneered coldly.
Zhao Yan looked very curious: "I really want to know! So hurry up and get someone to bring the money!"
"The most I can give you is 1 billion." Huo Xiaoqi snorted coldly, holding up one finger and shaking it.
"Okay, one billion. Then do you want your son's left or right hand?" Zhao Yan asked with a chuckle.
Huo Xiaoqi's eyes were bloodshot with anger: "Don't be insatiable! Do you really think you have me cornered!"
"Yes, right?" Zhao Yan shrugged.
Huo Xiaoqi helplessly closed his eyes, then took a deep breath and said word for word: "Fine, I'll give you 15 billion. I hope you live to be able to spend it."
"You don't need to worry about me being able to spend it or not, Mr. Huo. Getting it into my hands first is the main thing." Zhao Yan laughed loudly and crossed one leg over the other.
Zhao Yan, who was watching the whole thing from the sidelines, was sweating bullets. On the way here, he had told Da Biao that he had never done this before and wanted to ask him how to be a proper kidnapper.
This guy wants to ask me for advice? He's more of a professional at this than I am!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?"
