Facing the reckless charge of the Black Bear, Chen Qimeng finally felt a surge of tension.
She had thrown almost everything from her bag—even the mosquito repellent Rongrong had lent her was no exception.
Yet, despite it all, she angrily hurled the bag at the Black Bear.
Whether it had any effect didn’t matter.
What mattered was…
He dared to lay a hand on Xiao Yu, and she had to stand up for him!
The crowd around them had already called the police—the most they could do as bystanders.
Faced with a hulking brute ready to strike a woman, no one dared to step forward and intervene.
"You damn bitch, I’ll teach you—"
Black Bear closed in on Chen Qimeng, winding up for a brutal slap.
Once his temper flared,
he didn’t care about gender or the watching crowd.
Venting his anger and teaching her a lesson was all that mattered.
Otherwise, how could he maintain his authority in front of his lackeys?
At worst, he’d spend a few days in a cell—it wasn’t like he hadn’t been there before.
Seeing the blow coming, Chen Qimeng knew she couldn’t dodge.
She could only raise her arms weakly to shield her face, squeezing her eyes shut in panic.
Thud!
The vicious slap came to an abrupt halt just inches from her cheek, frozen mid-air.
Black Bear’s eyes widened as a dull, throbbing pain shot through his wrist from the counterforce.
Lin Yu had somehow risen from the ground,
his hand clamping down on Black Bear’s wrist with unyielding precision, stopping him cold.
[Ding!]
[Counterattack successful! The Saint’s timely intervention deals a heavy blow to Black Bear’s psyche!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Black Bear: "!!!"
Wasn’t this punk just lying on the ground a second ago?
He looked so frail, collapsing from a mere shove.
Where the hell did this strength come from?!
And it didn’t stop there.
Crack…
Lin Yu tightened his grip, twisting Black Bear’s wrist against the joint with relentless pressure.
Weak.
Pathetically weak.
A reckless thug like this could only play boss to a bunch of petty thieves.
A rat hiding in the shadows, pretending to be some underworld kingpin!
The setup was perfect.
With so many witnesses around,
as long as Lin Yu didn’t cripple him, everything fell under "self-defense."
Chen Qimeng slowly opened her eyes…
The expected slap never landed, leaving her bewildered.
When her vision cleared,
Lin Yu’s tall figure stood firmly between her and danger.
Her eyes reddened at the edges.
The fear she had suppressed now seeped out in waves.
She wasn’t fearless—she had just forgotten to be afraid.
"Qimeng, step back."
[Ding!]
[Legendary Move! Rescuing your beloved in her hour of need earns her unwavering devotion!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
At this moment,
those words from Xiao Yu filled Chen Qimeng with an unshakable calm.
She obeyed without hesitation, retreating two steps.
Staying stubbornly in place would only burden him.
Besides,
seeing Black Bear’s flushed face and the way his spine bent under pressure,
she had no doubt he stood no chance against Xiao Yu now.
"You motherf— Let go…"
"Damn you— Ah!"
Black Bear’s free hand clawed at Lin Yu’s fingers, trying desperately to pry them loose.
But no matter how hard he struggled,
those fingers might as well have been steel rods—unyielding and immovable.
Only now did Black Bear realize:
This bastard might actually be a boxing champion!
Had he been playing weak all along, baiting him into throwing the first punch?
He’d been played.
Completely outsmarted by this little punk!
"Hitting me is one thing, but you dare raise a hand against my girlfriend?"
"Whichever hand you planned to use, you won’t be needing it anymore…"
Lin Yu kept increasing the pressure, effortlessly controlling Black Bear with one hand.
Failing to break free, Black Bear tried to kick—
his leg jerking up in a vicious groin shot—
Thump!
The crowd barely saw what happened.
One moment, Black Bear’s leg was rising.
The next, he was slamming his knee into the ground, forced into a kneel.
Instantly, murmurs erupted around them:
"All that bravado earlier, and now he’s on his knees begging?"
"That young guy’s seriously a boxing champ?"
"Must be! If he hadn’t been blindsided earlier, no way he’d have gone down."
"Look at how he protects his girl—could you do that for me?"
"Serves him right! Trying to kneel his way out now? Too late!"
Only Black Bear himself knew the truth.
He’d never kneel willingly!
What kind of reputation would he have left?
The moment he lifted his leg, Lin Yu had struck first—
a sharp kick to the back of his knee.
Now he understood the agony his lackey Huang Shi had felt earlier…
His right leg had gone numb.
If not for his left knee catching him, he’d be flat on the ground.
Huang Shi hadn’t been lying after all!
"Kneeling to apologize?"
"Give me back my phone, and I’ll pretend none of this happened."
"Everyone’s watching. I keep my word—return it, and you walk away."
Lin Yu looked down at the kneeling Black Bear,
repeating his "reasonable" demand.
[Ding!]
[Humiliation Strike! The once-tyrannical Black Bear’s pride is crushed under the Saint’s heel!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
Black Bear’s mind was spinning, unable to piece together the "misunderstanding."
His face flushed with humiliation as he growled through gritted teeth:
"I didn’t take your damn phone… Let go!"
"It’s—it’s gonna break!"
His tone still carried defiance, nothing like a plea for mercy.
Lin Yu, clear-headed, declared loudly:
"Fine. You won’t admit it."
"As a law-abiding citizen, I can’t search you myself."
"We’ll wait right here for the police to retrieve my phone."
Black Bear: "???"
Since when did he care about legality?!
He wouldn’t mind if Lin Yu just checked his pockets!
"Hey—hey! Stop squirming!"
"I said don’t move!"
Lin Yu deliberately increased the torque, twisting Black Bear into a pretzel—
then used it as an excuse to…
Thud!
Wham!
Crash!
[Ding!]
[Brutal Barrage…]
[Critical Hit…]
[Devastating Blow…]
A flurry of punches and kicks rained down,
each landing on spots that left no visible marks but seared with pain.
The system’s notifications chimed nonstop, fueling Lin Yu’s momentum.
Who could resist easy money delivered to their doorstep?
Black Bear writhed on the ground, howling,
his "boss" image shattered beyond repair.
Between gasps, he begged:
"Bro, stop—I won’t move! I swear!"
"I was wrong, man…"
"Big bro! Please! No more!"
Lin Yu paused but kept his grip firm,
as if holding Black Bear’s hand in an unwilling dance.
Then,
his gaze snapped toward the crowd as he barked:
"Hey, blondie! You think I didn’t notice you?"
"Did I say you could move?!"
…
(Second update for today! Another bonus chapter is coming soon. Only 488 more "Power-Ups with Love" needed until the next bonus update—your support means the world to us!)
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
