Chen Zhi rode that colorful flashy scooter to the nearest wholesale market.
Boss, get me your trendiest outfit, Chen Zhi shouted as soon as he entered.
Half an hour later.
Chen Zhi stood in front of the fitting mirror, looking at his reflection, lost in deep thought.
On his upper body was a tight black Polo shirt with the collar popped up, featuring a giant golden tiger head logo on the chest. On his lower body was a pair of tight skinny jeans, with the hems tapering off about two inches above his ankles.
On his feet, he wore a pair of black loafer shoes.
Chen Zhi bent down and meticulously flattened the heels of the shoes, exposing a stretch of pale ankles.
He didn't wear socks.
Wearing socks with loafers was an insult to the street thug culture.
Tsk. Chen Zhi twirled around in front of the mirror, still feeling like something was missing.
The outfit was on point, but his face was too handsome. He completely lacked the vibe of a street punk.
Pei Ningxue, you wicked woman, I'm throwing away all my dignity in this life just for you.
Chen Zhi gritted his teeth and turned to enter the barbershop next door.
Stylist Tony, give me the most hardcore hairstyle you have. Chen Zhi sat down and pointed at his head. The kind where no one dares to mess with me when I walk down the street, looking exactly like the top boss of the street punks.
The barber, a young guy with an ear stud, immediately lit up upon hearing this. Bro, you know what's up! I'll sort you out right away!
The clippers buzzed.
Twenty minutes later, a pompadour was born. Shaved clean on both sides, left long in the middle.
Chen Zhi looked at himself in the mirror, the corner of his mouth twitching.
Now that was the right flavor.
But it still wasn't enough.
He pulled an eyebrow pencil he had just bought at a dollar store from his pocket.
Facing the mirror, he drew a dark line down the middle of his neck.
Then, right in the center of his forehead, he drew a vertical black line and added two red dots on either side.
Third eye, open!
Chen Zhi put down the eyebrow pencil, looked at the street punk in the mirror, and nodded in satisfaction.
Now please call me Thug Zhi/.
Stepping out of the barbershop, Chen Zhi hopped onto that flashy scooter and first took out his phone to send a WeChat message to Pei Ningxue.
For this final step, he had to confirm the safety factor. He didn't want to actually give the old man a heart attack, which would result in involuntary manslaughter.
Chen Zhi: Does your old geezer have any underlying conditions like heart disease or high blood pressure?
After sending this message, Chen Zhi amused himself.
He had gotten into character so quickly that words like old geezer just slipped right out.
Pei Ningxue replied very quickly: No, he's tough as nails. His annual physical exams show he's healthier than most young people. Why?
Chen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers typing rapidly: Then I'm relieved.
Then I'll go all out?
Pei Ningxue sent a Please start your performance meme: Go all out, don't save any face for me.
Chen Zhi put away his phone, put on the helmet with an All Villains sticker, a flash of determination in his eyes.
Damn it, Pei Ningxue, I don't even know how you're going to repay this favor.
...
Half an hour later.
A famous wealthy neighborhood in Jiangcheng.
Putt-putt-putt-putt...
The security guard in the booth was drinking tea from a thermos. Hearing the commotion, his hand shook, and boiling hot tea spilled all over his crotch.
Holy shit! Where did this idiot come from?
The security guard rushed out cursing, only to see a multicolored motorcycle parked in front of the barrier. Sitting on it was a street punk wearing tight clothes, loafers, and sporting a pompadour.
The large speaker on the bike was blasting trashy DJ music: Come draw a dragon with me...
The security guard rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.
What are you doing?! the security guard roared with a dark face. This is a private residential area, unauthorized vehicles are prohibited! Get out of here, go!
Chen Zhi tossed his head, his pompadour jiggling twice.
He looked at the security guard sideways, one leg shaking like a leaf, chewing gum, and spoke in an arrogant tone: Do you know who I am? You dare stop my ride? Believe it or not, I'll get you fired!
The security guard was taken aback.
He had worked in this high-end community for five or six years. He had seen people driving Rolls-Royces, Ferraris, and all sorts of arrogant rich kids.
But this was the first time he had ever seen someone so arrogant while riding a flashy scooter and sporting a drawn-on third eye.
The security guard was a bit unsure for a moment, and his tone softened slightly: No matter who you are, without the owner's permission or an access card, you can't enter. Those are the rules.
Rules? Chen Zhi sneered, pulling his phone from his pocket. Fine, you just wait.
He directly dialed Pei Ningxue's number.
Hey, come out and receive me. The security guard at your place doesn't know what's good for him and won't let me in.
Two minutes later.
Pei Ningxue, wearing loungewear and exuding a cold elegance, appeared at the community gate.
She originally wanted to see what kind of stunt Chen Zhi could pull off.
But when her eyes fell on the street punk still shaking his leg outside the barrier, Pei Ningxue felt like she had completely shattered.
She stood frozen in place for a full five seconds.
Tight pants, loafers, a pompadour, and he even opened his third eye?
Pei Ningxue felt like she was regretting this a little.
She wanted Chen Zhi to cause trouble and disgust her dad, but she didn't expect him to disgust her too!
Miss Pei? Seeing Pei Ningxue, the security guard quickly saluted. Is this your... friend?
Pei Ningxue took a deep breath, fighting the urge to cover her face and run away, and nodded: Let him in.
The barrier slowly lifted.
Chen Zhi whistled at the security guard and twisted the throttle.
Vroom...
The flashy scooter let out a roar and, carrying its garish colored lights and street dance BGM, charged into the prime real estate villa district.
The colorful world blinds the eyes, don't show off if you don't have the skills!
The shouting from the speaker echoed along the community roads.
A wealthy woman walking her dog by the roadside was so startled she dropped the leash, and the poodle in her arms was so scared it dove into the bushes.
A few old ladies taking a stroll in the garden stared dumbfounded at the speeding flashy scooter.
Is... is that Old Pei's daughter?
I think so... the girl sitting on the back is Ningxue, right?
My goodness! How could Old Pei's daughter find... this kind of person?
This child usually looks so well-behaved, how could her tastes be so extreme?
Sitting on the back seat of the flashy scooter, Pei Ningxue gripped the hem of Chen Zhi's tight Polo shirt tightly, keeping her head buried low, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
In all her life, she had never felt a road be this long.
Chen Zhi! Turn off the music! Pei Ningxue roared through gritted teeth near his ear.
Turn it off? This is called prestige! Chen Zhi didn't even turn his head, shouting loudly, This is the entrance BGM I specially prepared for you. Is it not punchy enough?
Punchy my foot! Pei Ningxue felt like she had died a while ago.
From then on, no one in this neighborhood dared to be too strict with their daughters.
...
The Pei family villa.
The living room was brightly lit.
Pei Ningxue's father, Pei Dongcheng, was sitting on the sofa, looking authoritative.
Sitting next to him was Pei Ningxue's stepmother, Liu Yi.
"Old Pei, don't be too angry," Liu Yi coaxed. "Xiaoxue is just going through a rebellious phase. It's normal for her not to want to attend the banquet. I heard the boyfriend she's bringing back this time is the top scorer of the province this year? That's a real talent. We need to treat him well."
Pei Dongcheng snorted and set down his teacup. "So what if he's the top scorer? But since Xiaoxue likes him, there's no harm in meeting him. As long as the kid is polite and knows his place, I'm not an unreasonable parent."
Pei Dongcheng actually had a plan in mind.
He had seen that Chen Zhi before.
The provincial top scorer definitely had no issues with his IQ. As long as his character was passable, with a little grooming, having him marry into the family and help manage the company in the future wouldn't be out of the question.
Just as he was thinking this, the sound of braking came from outside, followed by a blast of incredibly tacky, ear-grating music.
Pei Dongcheng frowned. "What's that noise?"
The front doors were pushed open.
Pei Ningxue walked in.
Behind her followed a...
The hand Pei Dongcheng used to hold his teacup froze in mid-air.
He saw a teenager wearing a tight black shirt, sporting a towering pompadour, and with an eye drawn on his forehead, swaggering in with an incredibly arrogant gait.
His walking posture was bizarre.
His upper body remained stiff, but his shoulders swayed from side to side with every step, and his head bobbed up and down to an imaginary beat.
Chen Zhi walked into the living room, swept his gaze across the luxuriously decorated hall, and finally landed on Pei Dongcheng, who was sitting in the seat of honor.
He stopped in his tracks, whipped his head back and forth a couple of times, and gave his legs an exaggerated shake.
Pei Dongcheng's eyes widened in disbelief.
This is the provincial top scorer?
Which mental asylum did this freak escape from?
Just as Pei Dongcheng was on the verge of exploding, Chen Zhi spoke.
He tilted his chin up slightly and shouted at the billionaire chairman:
"Oi, old geezer!"
"Is my souped-up scooter safe parked outside your door? Don't let anyone scratch it. I borrowed it from a bro, and if it gets scratched, I gotta pay for it."
"Pfft—"
Beside him, Liu Yi spat out a mouthful of tea.
Pei Dongcheng's face instantly went from pale to red, from red to purple, and finally turned a livid green.
His eyes were practically glowing with rage.
"You... who are you?!" Pei Dongcheng stood up abruptly, pointing a trembling finger at Chen Zhi, shaking all over with anger.
Not only was Chen Zhi unafraid, but he actually pulled a cheap plastic comb from his pocket and publicly combed his pompadour.
"I never change my name, no matter the situation."
Chen Zhi shoved the comb back into his pants pocket, stood with one leg cocked and his hands in his pockets, and gave a wicked smirk:
"Chen Hansheng."
"What's wrong, old geezer? Looking at your expression, are you not too satisfied with your new son-in-law?"
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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.
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!"
