Lin Yu exerted a bit of mental control.
The ticking time bomb before him paused instantly, silencing the rhythmic *beep beep beep*.
A moment later.
With a metallic *clatter*, the chains binding Lin Yu fell away, dropping to the floor.
A time bomb? Please.
In the face of the Power of Law, it was fragile and utterly pathetic.
Holding Lin Yu hostage in a dream world? Did they really think he needed rescuing?
If he wanted to leave, he could move out whenever he pleased.
He had originally intended to play along with the Queen of Dirty Jokes to see if there were any interesting plot twists coming up.
But look how that turned out.
The "interesting twist" was her scrambling away, leaving Lin Yu behind to be blown into smithereens!
Today, Lin Yu was going to teach Huang Feirong how this game should actually be played.
Since he was young, Lin Yu had always wondered something.
If you don't want rescued hostages to suffer secondary harm from the terrorists, why not equip them with a gun right after you free them?
Wouldn't it be better if everyone fought their way out together?
Today.
In Huang Feirong's dream world, Lin Yu finally had the chance to experience it.
Just how satisfying it is to be a hostage who rescues himself!
"Eh? Dayu? Why did the beeping stop?"
"Did a teammate come to save you? Is it Yaoyao or Little Jiu?"
Huang Feirong, who had run off, noticed the bomb hadn't exploded and ran back.
She wanted to see what was going on.
The moment she saw Lin Yu...
Huang Feirong froze in place. "!!!"
At this moment, Lin Yu was no longer a hostage waiting to be saved.
He was decked out in a gleaming black bulletproof vest, a tactical helmet, and flash-guard goggles!
And the weapon in his hands was a blindingly dazzling... Golden Gatling Gun!
Huang Feirong circled Lin Yu, completely dumbfounded.
After holding it in for a long time, she slowly spoke:
"Dayu... bro?"
"Where did you get this gear? You're a whale!"
"Which one of us is the hostage here?"
"Why do you look more like a Defender here to save the day?"
Lin Yu couldn't be bothered to explain. Right now, he just wanted to vent his frustration!
He needed to reclaim his lost dignity in one go.
"Miss Defender, I suggest you stick close to me."
"If I charge too fast, it'll be easy to leave you behind!"
Even if Lin Yu hadn't said that, Huang Feirong was already doing it.
She crouched behind Lin Yu with practiced ease, looking up at him with adoring eyes:
"Rich God, please carry me!"
"Hurry, get me out of here! It's full of terrorists outside, I'm scared to death!"
"Rich God, where are you taking me?"
Lin Yu tugged at his trousers, speechless.
"You can grab my shirt, you know! Why are you pulling my pants?"
Huang Feirong let go in embarrassment, putting her palms together in apology and signaling him to go.
Lin Yu hoisted the Gatling gun onto his shoulder and strode toward the office door.
He was also curious to see what the terrorists in the Dirty Joke Queen's dream world actually looked like.
Lin Yu stepped out of the office and looked outside.
The very next second.
His heart pounding, he rushed back inside and slammed the door shut!
Lin Yu: "???"
What the hell?
The scene he just saw couldn't be described by any normal human logic.
Huang Feirong urged him:
"Rich God, let's go?"
"Why did you stop?"
Lin Yu looked down at Huang Feirong squatting by his leg.
After gathering his emotions for a good while, he couldn't help but say:
"Outside... outside, it's all your mom!"
It wasn't that Lin Yu was swearing out of boredom.
It was the literal truth.
The entire office hall was filled with at least thirty to fifty terrorists.
These terrorists looked exactly the same; every single one of them had Sister Hong's face.
The only differences were their outfits and the weapons they held.
Okay, okay, fine.
Lin Yu finally understood.
So this was the trap waiting for him?
Lin Yu had only been confined to a chair by a bomb.
Huang Feirong was confined in her spiritual world by maternal authority.
They both needed to break out, didn't they?
The question of who the real hostage was had just been flipped on its head.
The thematic value was certainly high!
"Big Brother!"
"Charge through with your little sister, won't you?"
"I have suffered under Hong for too long, waiting for the day of my freedom!"
"If we join forces and break out, we can be happy anywhere!"
Huang Feirong looked at Lin Yu with puppy-dog eyes.
As she spoke, her hand kept rubbing Lin Yu's knee.
Although she was somewhat attractive, this cheap little trick...
Rubbing the knee...
Rubbing a little above the knee...
Rubbing a little bit above the little bit above the knee...
Huang Feirong crooned: "I live as your woman~ Do whatever you want with me~ Seeing you sleep~ Makes my heart feel so sweet~"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Sonic attack!
Can you just cherry-pick lyrics like that?
Truth be told.
This move actually hit Lin Yu's soft spot.
Men, no matter how soft-hearted, have moments where they get hard.
"Phew..."
Lin Yu exhaled deeply inside, silently muttering:
"Sorry, Sister Hong!"
Immediately after.
Lin Yu raised the Gatling gun and aimed into the office building:
*Rat-a-tat-tat...*
*Rat-a-tat-tat...*
Under a barrage of indiscriminate fire, waves of Sister Hongs fell one after another.
Lin Yu led Huang Feirong toward the exit.
But after just a few steps, Lin Yu realized something was wrong!
What the hell was going on?
Why were there endless Sister Hongs?
For every few he knocked down, new ones immediately ran out from who-knows-where in all directions.
It was like their machine guns didn't have magazines loaded.
They were just running!
They had absolutely no intention of shooting.
As he fought.
The familiar style jogged Lin Yu's memory...
Wasn't this Challenge Mode?
She was treating Sister Hong like a mob to be farmed!
Truly a display of "filial piety" that would bring the house down!
She was definitely her biological daughter; no one without a blood relation could do something like this.
"Rich God, incoming on the left, on the left!"
"Here they come on the right!"
"Quick, quick, save me, don't let her flank us!"
"..."
Huang Feirong followed beside Lin Yu, shouting commands without firing a single shot.
It was actually starting to piss Lin Yu off.
"Don't you have a gun too? You shoot as well!"
"Leaving it all to me? Is that fair?"
Huang Feirong suddenly looked at Lin Yu with a straight face and said solemnly:
"Dayu, even if it's you, don't joke about that."
"No matter what she becomes or how she controls me, I could never raise a hand against her!"
Lin Yu: "..."
That was absolutely absurd!
Now she wants to talk about principles?
You can't do it yourself, but you can incite others to do it for you?
*BOOM!*
A massive noise erupted, kicking up waves of dust and smoke.
Lin Yu and Huang Feirong quickly scrambled to the side, watching the environment shift.
The ceiling of the company building was ripped open by a giant... Sister Hong!
Compared to her, Lin Yu and Huang Feirong were no different from ants at her feet.
"Rich God, the BOSS is here!"
Huang Feirong shouted a warning.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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."
