"Master Lin, I know you're clever, but we have professional ethics. We don’t do things like this."
Lin Ran: "100,000? That’s way too cheap for me. Let me go, and I’ll give you a billion. How about that?"
Thud!
The driver-kidnapper nearly lost control and swerved into the roadside greenery. Lin Ran’s offer almost shattered his mental defenses.
"Master Lin, stop struggling. It’s useless. We like money, but we value our lives more."
Lin Ran knew that if a billion couldn’t sway them, two billion wouldn’t either.
"Ten billion."
The driver-kidnapper: "Holy shit, dumbass, hurry up and gag him! I might actually choose money over my life."
"Got it."
Lin Ran: "???"
"Wait, hold on—I won’t raise the price anymore, okay?"
"No, you talk too much," the kidnapper said firmly.
Lin Ran: "I—muffled screams!"
Dumbass kidnapper: "I think he’s cursing at us."
Driver-kidnapper: "Pretty filthy stuff."
Soon, the car arrived at an abandoned factory in the suburbs, and Lin Ran was dragged out.
Pushed step by step into the factory warehouse, the place was dim and damp, clearly untouched for ages.
Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Lin Ran took a look around. A woman seemed to be standing in the shadows.
"Hey there, handsome. I told you—you’d be mine sooner or later. Happy?"
Hearing that voice, Lin Ran thought, Of course. If anyone would pull something like this, Luo Wuyou is the prime suspect.
If he hadn’t gotten together with Luo Yao, she would’ve been the most likely culprit. But since he was with Luo Yao now, Luo Wuyou had taken up the role.
At this point, Lin Ran was starting to question the Luo family’s genetics. Were they all born with some kind of innate madness?
"Why did you kidnap me? Didn’t I already give you everything you wanted?"
Luo Wuyou: "Yes, I checked. It was exactly what I needed, and there were no issues. I’m thrilled. But I also said I would have you."
"Why?"
"Because you’re the man Luo Yao loves."
Lin Ran simply sat down on the floor, spreading his hands. He wasn’t not nervous, but he wasn’t overly worried either. He knew Luo Yao would send someone to rescue him.
The kidnappers had searched him, but how could they have guessed the tracker was inside his body?
My wife really planned ahead. She must’ve anticipated a kidnapping and planted a tracker in me. Impressive.
"If you just wanted me, why go this far? You could’ve waited until after I helped you take down Luo Yao! Aren’t you afraid she’ll find out?"
Luo Wuyou’s face lit up with excitement. "But I couldn’t wait! Today’s kidnapping was planned long ago. That bitch Luo Yao would never suspect me—because right now, I’m supposed to be at Pangu Hotel."
"Let me enlighten you. Luo Yao is the real owner of Pangu Hotel. I slipped out right under her surveillance. She’d never realize I’m gone."
"But what baffles me is that she knew you met with me, yet she still didn’t suspect you when you handed over the company data."
"That just shows how much she trusts you. It’s insane. Since she loves you that much, I have to have you."
"Then, after I crush her, I’ll send her a video of me enjoying you. She’ll lose it—hahaha!"
Lin Ran imagined the scenario. If that really happened, Luo Yao would break.
Good thing I never actually cooperated with Luo Wuyou, and Luo Yao’s USB drive was never compromised.
Still, this woman was no joke. To pull off these schemes right under Luo Yao’s nose—he’d already respected Luo Wuyou’s cunning, but now he realized he’d underestimated her.
He had no idea how she’d escaped the hotel’s countless watchful eyes, but it didn’t matter.
At least she doesn’t know Pangu Hotel is mine now. That would’ve been disastrous. Close call.
"Give it up. I’m just Luo Yao’s plaything. She spoils me when she’s happy, but if I become a threat, she’ll drop me without hesitation."
Luo Wuyou nodded. "I’ll give you that. But, little brother, none of that matters. What does matter is that I get to own you. Even just using you to piss off that bitch would be worth it."
As she spoke, Luo Wuyou stepped closer, forced Lin Ran’s mouth open, and popped in a small blue pill.
Lin Ran’s eyes widened. "What the hell did you just give me?"
Luo Wuyou: "Yin-Yang Powder."
"You’re fucking insane."
Luo Wuyou giggled. "Hehe! Don’t blame me, little brother. You brought this on yourself."
"Expletive-filled rant."
As the saying goes, To catch the bandits, first catch the king; to insult someone, start with their mother.
Lin Ran took Luo Wuyou’s mother as the center, her relatives and organs as the radius, and her ancestors as the target, unleashing a verbal AOE attack.
But Luo Wuyou wasn’t fazed. Instead, she giggled. "Little brother, you’re hilarious. Keep going. Make it nastier."
Lin Ran, exhausted from cursing, swallowed dryly. "Give me some water."
"What? Tired already? Keep cursing. I’m not done listening."
Damn, this woman really is a freak. She’s asking to be insulted.
So Lin Ran launched a second wave—this time targeting Luo Wuyou’s looks as the center, her figure as the radius, and her personality and love life as the bullseye. Finally, she cracked.
See? Even the toughest nut has a weak spot. For Luo Wuyou, it’s her appearance, body, or love life.
What actually set her off was Lin Ran’s line: "A psycho like you will never be loved."
Yes, Luo Wuyou had been nothing but a tool her whole life. She’d fought tooth and nail for respect, for a chance to live freely—only for Luo Yao to appear.
The path she’d walked for decades, Luo Yao had surpassed in just over ten years—and done it better.
If memory served, Luo Yao was only eighteen when she returned. And what had she done at eighteen? She’d been forced to kill the man she loved.
Pathetic. Ridiculous. Infuriating.
Why did Luo Yao get everything, while she lost the right to love and be loved?
"Shut up! You’re lying! No one in this world deserves my love!"
Lin Ran froze. He hadn’t expected love to be Luo Wuyou’s trigger.
Does someone like her actually have a tragic backstory?
"Hah! So what? Did the one you love betray you? Or did you betray them?"
Luo Wuyou snapped. "Aaaah! I’ll rip your mouth off—no, I’ll break you first, then tear your mouth off. And after you die, I’ll slaughter your family too."
Lin Ran: "??? That sounds like a win-win."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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?!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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!
