"Bro, that's awesome!" Xu Mo had just finished speaking.
The man crouching on the air conditioner unit of the neighboring balcony waved his hand at Xu Mo with a terrified expression.
He whispered to Xu Mo in a low voice, "Damn you! Didn't you hear me tell you not to speak?"
Hearing this, Xu Mo was slightly taken aback.
Well, well, he's cursing now?
In that case, he can't blame Xu Mo!
Before leaving this time, Xu Mo had deliberately removed the camera from Yang Jingxuan and brought it with him.
So, the millions of viewers in the live stream also witnessed this scene.
"66666666, this is really something else!"
"Look how scared that guy is, hiding on the air conditioner unit, hahahahaha."
"This is the 20th floor... That guy is pretty brave to hang onto the air conditioner unit on the 20th floor."
"Isn't that obvious? If he wasn't brave enough, how could he sneak into someone else's home to be a thief?"
"..."
After cursing at Xu Mo, the middle-aged man glared at him fiercely.
He was trying to intimidate Xu Mo into keeping quiet.
However, his actions only served to provoke Xu Mo.
When had Xu Mo ever taken such treatment?
He immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Holy crap! Dude, why are you crouching naked on the air conditioner unit? Are you doing some kind of performance art?"
As soon as Xu Mo shouted this, the face of the middle-aged man crouching on the air conditioner unit instantly turned green.
Damn... This kid is really trying to stir up trouble!
The distance between the two balconies wasn't too far.
Xu Mo's loud shout from next door could definitely be heard here.
The viewers in the live stream were also amused.
"Hahahahaha, I really have to hand it to Xu Mo, what a sly dog!"
"I'm dying of laughter, hahahahaha, damn!"
"It's that guy's own fault for cursing at Xu Mo, what was he thinking?"
"Talk about stealing the show, Xu Mo's stolen all the bamboo shoots from the mountain!"
"..."
At this moment, the middle-aged man had only one thought in his mind.
It's all over now...
Just as he had anticipated.
As soon as Xu Mo finished speaking,
The arguing inside the room grew louder.
"Damn it, I was wondering why I couldn't find anyone in the room, you hid him outside, didn't you? Get out of my way!"
"This is the 20th floor, how could I hide someone outside? Stop being crazy, will you?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll know if you're hiding someone or not with one look. Move aside."
The next second,
Accompanied by the terrified screams of the woman inside and the man's cursing,
The curtains were pulled open.
The sliding door to the balcony was also opened.
The situation outside was clear at a glance.
Someone was indeed hidden outside, on the air conditioner unit!
The middle-aged man crouching on the air conditioner unit gave a bitter smile.
"Brother, don't get excited, let me explain... It's not what you think, I... would you believe me if I said I was here to fix the air conditioner?"
"Hehe... fix the air conditioner?"
"Ah yes, fix the air conditioner. There's a problem with your air conditioner unit, I was just fixing it, it'll be done soon."
"Fix my ass! You're fixing the air conditioner without clothes on? And where are your tools? You don't even have tools, what are you fixing with your dick!? Damn you! Are you here to fix the air conditioner or to 'fix' someone!? Just wait, I'm going to the kitchen to get a knife... I'll chop off your damn thing!"
Taking advantage of the enraged man's trip to get a knife,
The middle-aged man clinging to the air conditioner unit wasted no time in climbing over the balcony and jumping in.
He then demonstrated an astonishing talent for sprinting, zooming to the door and bursting out.
He didn't even have time to grab his clothes or shoes... mainly because he didn't dare waste a second!
"Damn you, running away? Let's see where you can run to!"
The man who had just retrieved a knife from the kitchen found that the intruder had fled, and without a second thought, he chased after him with the knife.
In this situation, waiting for the elevator was obviously not an option.
The middle-aged man chose to take the stairs.
The knife-wielding man followed closely behind, cursing as he chased.
...
On the first floor.
Han Fei and his team were waiting for the elevator.
Suddenly, a naked man burst out from the stairwell behind them.
He was running and shouting.
"Murder! Murder! Help!"
Han Fei: "???"
The police officers: "???"
Shen Manyi, among the crowd, immediately chose to cover her eyes.
Right after, another man wielding a knife emerged from the stairwell.
"Damn it, stop running! I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs today! Weren't you here to fix the air conditioner? If you're really here to fix the air conditioner, have the guts to stop running!"
Originally, Han Fei and his team were preparing to go up to arrest someone.
Unexpectedly, they encountered this scene.
As police officers, this kind of situation naturally fell within their jurisdiction.
Moreover, everyone knew that there were priorities in handling matters.
Arresting fugitives wasn't urgent, after all, they were fake fugitives anyway, it didn't matter.
But if they didn't handle the situation in front of them,
It could potentially result in loss of life!
After being stunned for just a moment,
Han Fei rushed forward, simultaneously instructing the police officers with him.
"I'll hold him down, you guys take away the knife, the rest of you go catch that naked guy in front!"
Having run down twenty floors, both men were somewhat out of breath.
They hadn't run far before being caught up by the police officers and pinned to the ground.
The knife was also taken away from the man who had been wielding it.
At this time, the police officers who had chased after the naked middle-aged man returned, escorting him back to Han Fei.
When bringing him back, one of the officers took off his own jacket to cover him up.
This was a public place after all.
It wouldn't be appropriate to leave him exposed!
Han Fei looked at the two men with a serious expression.
"What kind of grudge is this? Can't you talk things out? Is it necessary to resort to knives? Do you know that assault with a weapon is against the law?"
"And you! Why are you running around naked? Your behavior is also illegal!"
"No, officer, I just lost my head for a moment, this bastard was caught red-handed cheating with my wife, I..." The man started to explain, but before he could finish, Han Fei interrupted him.
"Stop, stop, stop. Whatever you have to say, say it at the police station."
The knife had been confiscated, so there was no risk of a bloody incident. Han Fei didn't intend to deal with this matter any further.
He still had to arrest someone.
After saying this, Han Fei turned to the police officers beside him.
"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Li, take these two back to the station. Make sure to keep a close eye on them on the way."
"Don't worry, Captain Han, we'll be careful."
After repeatedly instructing them to watch the two men closely and not let them fight on the way,
Han Fei then led the police officers into the elevator, preparing to go to the 20th floor to make the arrest.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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.”
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.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
