Seeing Buzzcut Fatty looking over in horror.
Lin Yu put on a look of disbelief:
"What's going on? I haven't even finished speaking, why did you hit Young Master Lei again?"
"Are you using Young Master Lei to warm up?"
Buzzcut Fatty's brain couldn't process it fast enough as he responded:
"No... didn't you just say start? Why..."
"Why was there more to it? I..."
Lin Yu blinked innocently and said:
"I said I would remind you when to start."
"I only just started my sentence, how could you be so impatient?"
Buzzcut Fatty was left completely speechless by Lin Yu.
Anyone who wasn't a complete idiot could see it.
Lin Yu was doing this on purpose!
He wanted to use this opportunity to give Lei Siren a few extra good slaps.
If he wanted to hit him a few more times, he should have just said so!
There was no need to mess with people's minds like this!
Buzzcut Fatty could clearly feel that the way Lei Siren looked at him was full of hatred.
Because this slap was even heavier than the last one.
Buzzcut Fatty had no anger he wanted to vent; he purely just wanted to end this farce quickly.
He was afraid that if he hit lighter than before, Lin Yu would find some other fault.
Who would have thought.
He didn't pick on the force used, but hid a trick in his words!
Not far away.
The lackeys gathered together saw Lin Yu's maneuvers, and every single one of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
"Doesn't everyone call us thugs? Compared to this boss Lin Yu, we are too fucking kind-hearted!"
"Today I have truly witnessed what a real bully is!"
"Who says having hard fists is useless? Having hard fists is exactly what works!"
"This is too eccentric, just how many slaps does this boss want to give Young Master Lei?"
"..."
The heated discussions of the crowd still couldn't dispel the stifling atmosphere at the scene.
Lei Siren currently felt like he was participating in a face-slapping competition.
And he wasn't fucking allowed to fight back!
He could only stand there and continuously get slapped!
Having already been hit twice, his mental defenses had mostly collapsed.
If negotiations broke down now, wouldn't the two slaps he just took be for nothing?
Enduring the pain on his face, Lei Siren relied on a burst of stubbornness and stood in front of Buzzcut Fatty.
"Come on! Hit me again!"
"This time, listen clearly to Mr. Lin Yu's instructions. Only start when he explicitly tells you to make your move!"
Wow!
The slaps actually brought out his fiery temper?
What a tough guy!
Lin Yu rummaged in his pocket a bit and pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds he had stuffed in there when leaving the restaurant.
Since the tough guy was so tough, of course he had to give him a good opportunity to show his courage.
"Alright, I'll be clearer this time."
"After I call start, you hit him, and it'll be over."
"Brother Fatty, just use the same amount of force as before."
"I'm a pretty easygoing guy, there's no need to hit too hard."
Buzzcut Fatty nodded with an awkward smile.
Since both parties agreed, he no longer had any psychological pressure.
As for what the consequences would be after going back, they could talk about that after going back.
Seeing that Buzzcut Fatty and Lei Siren were ready.
Lin Yu secretly pinched a sunflower seed between his fingers.
"Alright, I won't say anything else this time. You can start!"
Hearing Lin Yu's words, Buzzcut Fatty intentionally paused for a few seconds.
He wanted to listen and see if there were any traps this time.
Not hearing any follow-up words, he finally felt relieved and swung his hand, aiming for Lei Siren's face.
At the same time.
The sunflower seed between Lin Yu's fingers flicked out rapidly.
A masterful hidden strike!
Just as Buzzcut Fatty was about to strike Lei Siren's face, the sunflower seed accurately hit Buzzcut Fatty's wrist.
"Hiss!"
Buzzcut Fatty gasped, and his hand uncontrollably sank downward.
The hand that was supposed to hit Lei Siren's face abruptly turned into a hand chop, hitting his neck instead.
Lei Siren was slapped... or rather, smashed into a stagger.
Holding his neck in pain, he looked at Buzzcut Fatty in shock.
Lei Siren: "Wh-why?"
No, really?
He was all prepared to take a slap to the face, so why did this guy suddenly hit him on the neck?
Lei Siren was even suspecting in his heart.
Did Buzzcut Fatty fucking betray him!
Did he collude with Lin Yu to intentionally mess with him for fun?
Buzzcut Fatty rubbed his wrist, looking down at the ground.
The sunflower seed was too small and didn't catch his attention at all.
Moreover.
The force that had just hit his wrist felt like a block of iron.
Even if he saw the sunflower seed, Buzzcut Fatty wouldn't be able to believe it!
Regardless of whether Lei Siren could believe it or not.
Buzzcut Fatty definitely still had to explain!
He rubbed his wrist, saying with an uncomfortable look on his face:
"I'm sorry, Young Master Lei, it seems... it seems my hand just cramped!"
If he said he was hit by something, Lei Siren would probably believe it even less.
After all.
Even he himself didn't see if something had flown over and hit him.
Xia Yiwei looked at Lin Yu in amazement, secretly praising him in her heart.
She thought that this was really the end of it.
She didn't expect.
That her little master actually had another trick up his sleeve!
He used a hidden weapon?
What kind of hidden weapon was it?
Xia Yiwei had been watching the whole time, but she didn't notice any clues at all.
"Crack..."
Lin Yu cracked a sunflower seed between his teeth.
He casually grabbed a few seeds and threw them at Buzzcut Fatty, hitting him in the face.
This time, he only used ordinary force.
"Brother Fatty, you're not being honest, are you?"
"You're not trying to use this as an excuse to settle a personal score, are you?"
"We agreed that it would be over after the slap, but you intentionally didn't finish it. You want to keep going, don't you!"
With a dark expression, Buzzcut Fatty quickly defended himself:
"I didn't, I really didn't!"
"Young Master Lei, you have to believe me, I absolutely didn't do it on purpose."
Lei Siren couldn't think that much anymore.
Fortunately, the hand chop just now wasn't very heavy; it couldn't compare to the previous two slaps.
He returned to Buzzcut Fatty once again and said seriously:
"Do it again! Make sure your aim is accurate this time!"
Buzzcut Fatty repeatedly guaranteed, saying:
"Don't worry, don't worry, Young Master Lei, rest assured. I will definitely aim accurately this time, I absolutely won't miss."
Lin Yu directed upon seeing this:
"Alright, then let's not waste time. Just start right away."
Buzzcut Fatty looked around and waited for any follow-up words from Lin Yu.
After making sure everything was fine, he changed his angle and raised his hand once again.
His reaction was exactly the same as before.
Just as he was about to touch Lei Siren's face, the pain in his wrist struck again.
Last time it was the outer side of his wrist, this time it was the fucking inner side.
The direction of Buzzcut Fatty's slap changed once more, smashing right onto Lei Siren's shoulder!
Lei Siren couldn't hold back his irritation and yelled furiously:
"You fucking just want to beat me up, don't you?"
"What about this time? Did your hand cramp again!!"
Being played by Lin Yu was one thing.
But the lackey he had called over was actually taking the opportunity to play him like this too.
How could he fucking tolerate this?
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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?!
