Buzzcut Fatty's words had already told the brothers beside him...
This was the signal to start the fight.
Everyone needed to keep their eyes peeled and absolutely not let this kid pull any sudden sneak attacks.
It had to be said.
Buzzcut Fatty was really overthinking it.
Did he even need to use a sneak attack to beat up a few of them?
Even if he let them strike first dozens or hundreds of times, the final result would still be the same.
To even inflict a tiny scratch on the current Lin Yu, one would have to be an absolute martial arts master.
Lei Siren stood behind the crowd of thugs, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"What are you guys trying to do?"
"Do you not know where this is, or who I am?"
"I won't let you hurt Weiwei right in front of me!"
Through the gaps in the crowd, Lin Yu could clearly see.
Lei Siren was just standing in place shouting blindly, with no intention of coming over to help at all.
He purely thought that since Lin Yu and Xia Yiwei couldn't see him, making some noise would be enough.
Lin Yu didn't take him seriously at all.
Anyway, in the end, just like the rest of them, he wouldn't be able to escape!
As the instigator who stirred up all this trouble, how could he be allowed to safely slip away?
From the moment that Chihuahua stood up...
The relationship between the two of them had reached a point where one side had to beg for mercy.
"Don't be reckless, I'm begging you, please don't do anything reckless!"
Xia Yiwei stood behind Lin Yu, shouting dramatically at the thugs.
Hearing this, Buzzcut Fatty was amused.
Letting a woman speak for him while he didn't dare make a peep.
This was enough to prove that Lin Yu's status as a boxer was just for show at best, and he had no real combat ability.
This actually made Buzzcut Fatty breathe a sigh of relief.
His words became even more arrogant than before:
"Brothers, did you hear that?"
"The beauty is telling me not to be reckless!"
"Hahaha, alright, if you're willing to come with me, I promise I won't be reckless."
As he spoke.
Buzzcut Fatty rubbed his hands together, saying with a lecherous gaze:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at this figure, it's really not bad at all!"
"Brothers, your big bro is going to enjoy himself today!"
Lei Siren, at the back of the crowd, couldn't help but reveal a look of contempt.
What kind of trash did his cousin hire? Did they not know their place?
Taunting a little was fine, but did they have to speak so vulgarly?
Didn't they know that Weiwei was the target of their financial backer?
Daring to speak to their financial backer's woman like this, did they have any manners at all?
For now.
He still needed them to do the dirty work, so he could only endure it for the time being.
Once this was over, he definitely had to have a good talk with his cousin; these guys were not good at handling things.
Lin Yu, on the other hand, was watching with great interest.
Lin Yu hadn't taught Xia Yiwei to say this.
Obviously, there was a hidden meaning in her words, and she hadn't finished speaking yet!
Immediately after.
Xia Yiwei poked her head out from behind Lin Yu and said to the men with a sorrowful face:
"I'm sorry, gangster brothers..."
"When I said don't be reckless, I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to my husband."
"My husband is a boxer, and he loves knocking people out."
"I was worried that if you made eye contact with him, he would beat you all up so badly that even your own mothers wouldn't recognize you."
Buzzcut Fatty: "???"
The thugs: "???"
What was going on?
Hearing Xia Yiwei's words, the thugs even wondered if they had misheard.
Was this the reaction a scared girl should have in this situation?
Shouldn't she be hiding and crying right now, or persuading her man not to cause trouble?
How did she end up becoming the one fanning the flames and declaring war?
Beaten so badly their mothers wouldn't recognize them...
That really struck a nerve with their pride.
What normal man would have any way to back down after hearing such words?
They just had to fight!
"Haha, fuck! The little beauty speaks pretty arrogantly, huh?"
"Do you not know where we run? Do you think we're just passersby?"
Lin Yu raised his hand, stopping Buzzcut Fatty from continuing to talk to Xia Yiwei.
He took the initiative to step forward and said:
"Bro, you must have misunderstood."
"My wife certainly doesn't think you're passersby. Instead, she thinks you're at best..."
"A stray mutt by the road!"
Buzzcut Fatty: "???"
The thugs: "???"
Lei Siren: "???"
This time, not only the thugs were dumbfounded, but Lei Siren was also completely bewildered.
When the scene before one's eyes was too bizarre, the brain would enter a state of absolute overload.
This was exactly the case for the few people in the parking lot right now.
Was their opponent really this arrogant?
He wasn't even treating them as human beings!
It was one thing not to beg for mercy.
But to bite back so viciously and directly.
Had he never been to elementary school? Could he not count?
Could he not clearly count how many of them there were?
Buzzcut Fatty: "I..."
Lin Yu: "Sorry, I misspoke!"
Buzzcut Fatty: "???"
He was just about to curse wildly at Lin Yu, but ended up being stopped by Lin Yu instead.
So, he was actually scared, right?
He was just a guy who was all talk, but when it came to the real deal, he had no skills at all.
There were quite a few people like this, especially men who loved to act tough in front of women.
Buzzcut Fatty really wanted to hear how Lin Yu planned to backtrack.
Unexpectedly.
Lin Yu continued speaking:
"Sorry, I misspoke just now."
"How could I get such a simple math problem wrong?"
"You couldn't be just one stray mutt by the road, you must be several stray mutts by the road!"
"That sounds about right, wouldn't you say?"
Buzzcut Fatty: "!!!"
The thugs: "!!!"
Lin Yu's wave of mockery completely shattered the defenses of all the thugs present.
In the past, when starting a fight, they still needed their big bro to give a signal.
Then, following their big bro's instructions, they would decide to strike together and teach the other party a lesson.
This time, there was absolutely no need for their big bro to say anything more.
Who wouldn't want to go up and give Lin Yu a few punches after hearing that?
Lin Yu's ability to verbally humiliate people was simply terrifying!
It thoroughly ignited the fury of the thugs on the scene.
Among them.
The one charging at the very front was naturally Buzzcut Fatty.
He charged straight in front of Lin Yu, raising his hand and throwing a punch toward Lin Yu's face.
Buzzcut Fatty's body made it difficult for him to move in the first place.
The movement he made after arriving in front of Lin Yu looked like it was in slow motion, completely lacking any technical fighting skill.
Forget it.
Let him off easy this once.
Lin Yu avoided getting hit in the face and actively offered up his shoulder instead.
Buzzcut Fatty's heavy punch landed squarely on Lin Yu's shoulder.
Lin Yu dramatically stumbled back several steps, clutching his shoulder and putting on a pained expression.
Buzzcut Fatty: "!!!"
The one who should really be showing a pained expression was him!
Was there a fucking block of iron hidden in this shoulder?
It was too fucking hard!
Buzzcut Fatty felt like his fist was about to split open, and the intense pain radiating from it made his face flush entirely red.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
