Lin Yu put on an innocent look, raised his hand, and said,
"I didn't ask for anything. It's all up to Brother Fatty's own intentions."
"As long as the desired effect is achieved, we can let today's matter slide."
Lei Siren and the astounded Buzzcut Fatty: "???"
Buzzcut Fatty's face was full of helplessness: "..."
Lin Yu was putting on such a good act!
Just a moment ago, he had clearly whispered in his ear:
You can only slap his face; hitting anywhere else won't vent my anger and won't count!
Now he was acting like he had nothing to do with it, as if Buzzcut Fatty was the one who wanted to slap the face.
There was nothing he could do.
The situation was completely one-sided, firmly in Lin Yu's grasp.
Whatever he said, they had to obey!
Buzzcut Fatty had even less of a chance to explain things to Lei Siren face-to-face.
Looking at Lei Siren's reaction, he must have been scared silly.
That was why he thought Buzzcut Fatty wanted to slap him.
What a joke!
Lei Siren was the boss's cousin. Anyone with even a little bit of brains wouldn't think that way.
"Young Master Lei, you'd better take off your glasses."
"If I do it, you'll suffer less. But if Brother Lin Yu does it..."
Buzzcut Fatty didn't finish his sentence.
No matter how stupid Lei Siren was, he definitely understood this logic.
Xia Yiwei urged from the side,
"When you do something wrong and say the wrong things, you deserve to be punished!"
"It should be fine even if he doesn't take off his glasses, right?"
How dare he compare Xia Yiwei to a torn rag.
The fact that she didn't rush up and do it herself was already giving the Lei family enough face.
If it had been anyone else.
She absolutely wouldn't have let them off so easily.
Lei Siren glanced at Xia Yiwei and nodded with a livid face.
Good, very good.
Not only did this stinking bitch not help him, but she also kicked him while he was down at a critical moment.
What a piece of work!
He really wasn't wrong about her.
She had run into a muscle-brained maniac and had been corrupted!
Even if Lei Siren backed down today, he wouldn't let this go.
Xia Yiwei found such a boyfriend...
Uncle Xia definitely didn't know about this, right?
Just wait!
Anyone who dared to slap his face wouldn't get away with it!
Although Lin Yu didn't know what Lei Siren was scheming in his heart.
Judging from his expression.
Lin Yu knew that this matter definitely wouldn't end here.
It didn't matter.
Since he had already waded into these muddy waters, was he afraid of getting dirty?
Today, he had to vent his anger thoroughly!
Watching Lei Siren take off his glasses, Lin Yu's heart was full of anticipation.
He gently patted Buzzcut Fatty's back, reminding him to mind his limits when he struck.
Buzzcut Fatty kept a strained, straight face as he approached Lei Siren.
Before taking action, he didn't forget to say,
"Pardon my offense, Young Master Lei. Please don't hold a grudge against me!"
Lei Siren: "Alright, enough talking, just..."
Smack!
Before Lei Siren could finish his sentence, a slap landed squarely on his face.
The dull, forceful sound echoed exceptionally clearly in the underground parking garage.
Lei Siren stood frozen with his head tilted to the side, genuinely feeling the urge to cry.
From childhood until now, when had he ever been hit like this?
Even his parents couldn't bear to hit him!
Today, he was actually beaten by a nameless, violent maniac.
And the guy didn't even do it himself!
Instead, he was hit by someone considered to be on his own side.
Feelings of grievance churned wildly in his heart.
With his inherently cowardly nature, he disappointingly shed a couple of teardrops.
He quickly wiped them away, terrified that Lin Yu would see and laugh at him.
But when he raised his head...
Lin Yu was looking at Buzzcut Fatty in shock, saying,
"What's going on? Why so sudden?"
"I haven't even said start yet!"
Xia Yiwei quickly turned around, afraid of being seen smiling.
Little Master was indeed Little Master; when it came to playing dumb, truly no one could beat him.
Buzzcut Fatty was dumbfounded and looked at Lin Yu in disbelief.
You could...
You could actually do this?
Wasn't it agreed to hit the face and make it loud?
He never said he had to yell start before hitting!
Lei Siren, with his stinging face, said in a crying tone,
"Is this not enough? I've already been hit!"
"Did you not see... or hear it?"
Lin Yu scratched his cheek and shook his head, saying,
"How can that do? We must follow the rules when doing things!"
"Brother Fatty, don't you agree?"
"I hadn't called start yet, so can it count? I'll listen to you!"
Buzzcut Fatty: "..."
What the f*ck did he mean, listen to him?
Wasn't this purely roasting him over an open fire?
If Buzzcut Fatty said it counted now, wouldn't he have to bear Lin Yu's wrath alone?
Lin Yu hitting Lei Siren might be considered picking quarrels and provoking trouble.
But if Lin Yu hit him, it would f*cking go right back to the routine of self-defense.
Buzzcut Fatty looked at Lei Siren and said helplessly,
"Young Master Lei, getting hit once is getting hit, and getting hit twice is pretty much the same."
"This time, let's have Brother Lin Yu say start, okay?"
Lei Siren continuously inhaled and exhaled: "..."
Asking him if it's okay?
What the hell else could he say!
Other than agreeing, he had absolutely no room to argue.
"It's agreed then, after the start is called and the slap is done, it's over, right?"
Lei Siren looked at Lin Yu, wanting to get a definitive answer.
He was terrified that Lin Yu would have some other excuse after the hit.
Lin Yu nodded and said seriously,
"Of course!"
"I am a man of my word, unlike you guys."
"You just finished having a meal with someone, and the next moment you call people to beat them up."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, so dishonorable!"
Lin Yu poked right at Lei Siren's sore spot, leaving him utterly speechless.
There was nothing he could do.
He was indeed in the wrong on this matter.
Being caught and thoroughly berated by Lin Yu now was a result of his own doing.
Lei Siren stood up straight again, this time stepping a bit closer to Buzzcut Fatty.
Having been hit once, Lei Siren's sense of shame had diminished quite a bit.
He just wanted to end this quickly and get out of here.
He couldn't vent his anger right now, but he would definitely get his revenge someday.
Buzzcut Fatty raised his hand, waiting for Lin Yu's instruction.
Lin Yu pointed at Buzzcut Fatty and said,
"Start..."
The next moment.
Smack!
Another loud slap swung across the other side of Lei Siren's face.
Lei Siren was knocked back several steps, his vision flashing alternately between black and white.
Lin Yu: "...is what I will say to remind you when it's time."
Buzzcut Fatty: "???"
Lei Siren: "!!!"
Xia Yiwei: "Pfft!"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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!
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?!
