Lin Xuan beat him up to his heart's content.
Finally, Lin Xuan threw the half-dead Chen Mo onto the ground.
Chen Mo lay on the ground, his eyes glaring at Lin Xuan.
How dare Lin Xuan treat him this way.
Just wait!
Once he found an opportunity, he would definitely return everything he experienced today to Lin Xuan a thousand, a hundred times over!
Lin Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Not bad.
Although this Chen Mo did not have any combat skills, compared to others, he could take a beating much better.
Today was truly satisfying.
"Chen Mo, I know that in your heart, you probably wish you could slice me into a thousand pieces," Lin Xuan said with a smirk.
Chen Mo glared at Lin Xuan.
Did he even need to ask?
With Lin Xuan treating him like this, how could he possibly have any good thoughts about him?
Lin Xuan had better pray that he would never be abandoned by Boss Su for the rest of his life. Once Lin Xuan had nothing left, he would definitely seek him out for revenge!
"Lin Xuan," Chen Mo said through gritted teeth. "You can let me go now, right?"
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Chen Mo, the big boss is the one you leave to kill last. I wouldn't keep a small fry like you around to become a hidden threat."
Chen Mo's eyes widened. "Lin Xuan, are you trying to kill me?"
Lin Xuan smirked and said, "I'm not interested in your life. Compared to killing someone, I prefer seeing them tortured to the point where they wish they were dead."
He did not take someone like Chen Mo seriously at all. Normally, he would not deal with him this way, but who told him to have itchy hands?
Hearing Lin Xuan's words, a tremendous sense of fear suddenly welled up in Chen Mo's heart.
What did Lin Xuan mean?
How exactly was he going to torture him?
"What exactly are you going to do?" Chen Mo's body trembled uncontrollably.
"Chen Mo, I see you're still quite energetic right now. That's perfect." Lin Xuan curled his lips. "I'm giving you a grand gift."
Lin Xuan picked up his phone and ordered, "You can come in now."
A man wearing a black mask and dressed like a bodyguard walked in.
Behind him followed two women.
Both weighed around two hundred pounds, were very dark-skinned, and covered in rolls of fat.
The two of them were holding quite a few tools in their hands, all of which were things used to torture people in bed.
Seeing these two women, Chen Mo could vaguely guess Lin Xuan's purpose.
Chen Mo instantly looked up at Lin Xuan. "Lin Xuan, are you trying to..."
Lin Xuan smirked and replied, "That's right. These two are here to serve you."
Chen Mo's eyes widened massively.
It was actually true.
Lin Xuan really had such an intention.
Lin Xuan squatted in front of Chen Mo, raising an eyebrow as he said, "Chen Mo, didn't you like scheming to get me into bed with other women?"
"How about I send two women to you as well?"
"I heard from my subordinate that their skills in bed are quite formidable. They will definitely satisfy you. You are injured, so don't worry, you won't have to exert any effort. You just need to lie down and enjoy it properly."
This time, Lin Xuan had not hit Chen Mo's face, so he still looked quite handsome.
The two fat women stared intently at Chen Mo.
He was so handsome.
They had never slept with such a young and handsome man before.
Not only did they get to sleep with a piece of fresh meat, but they also earned a large sum of money. They had hit the jackpot!
"Blergh—"
As soon as Chen Mo saw these two fat women, especially when he thought about having to sleep with them later, he could not help but want to vomit.
"Lin Xuan."
Chen Mo grabbed the leg of Lin Xuan's pants and began to beg again.
"I really know I was wrong. Or you can beat me up again, even break all the bones in my body, as long as you don't make me sleep with these two women."
"Right, Lin Xuan, the woman I found for you was Lin Jingyue. She has the looks, the figure, and is even the department beauty. The woman I found for you was so outstanding, you should at least find someone with good qualities for me."
Chen Mo's voice carried a tone of pleading.
If he was touched by these two smelly fat hags today, he was afraid he would develop misogyny for the rest of his life.
Lin Xuan mercilessly kicked Chen Mo away.
"Chen Mo," Lin Xuan said with a smirk. "You have no room to negotiate with me. Also, you should be glad that I didn't find men for you."
Lin Xuan was actually a bit regretful.
He should have found men to keep Chen Mo company.
He only just thought of this now.
Chen Mo sat on the ground, his eyes full of despair.
Lin Xuan's gaze fell on the two women. "You two, serve him well, understand?"
"No problem."
The two women smiled as brightly as flowers. "Sir, rest assured, we will definitely 'serve' him well and work hard to make him satisfied."
Lin Xuan added, "Do whatever you want with him, as long as you don't kill him."
If Chen Mo died just like that, it would not be fun anymore.
"Yes, sir." They nodded.
This was the God of Wealth who was giving them money. Naturally, whatever he said, went.
Lin Xuan walked out of the hotel room.
He glanced at the masked man in the suit and ordered, "When they are done, sell Chen Mo to the Black Triangle and make him serve those wealthy women."
A small fry like Chen Mo was too boring.
If he were a bit stronger, perhaps he would have kept him around to slowly torture him, just like he did with Lin Li.
By sending Chen Mo to the Black Triangle, he would be treated like a slave by those wealthy women and locked up.
Chen Mo would live in a nightmare for the rest of his life.
This was the consequence of opposing him, Lin Xuan.
If people do not cross me, I do not cross them. If people cross me, I will pay them back a hundredfold.
Lin Xuan curled his lips.
Inside the room.
The two fat women walked step by step toward Chen Mo, a lustful gleam in their eyes.
"Handsome, let's play."
"Don't worry, the two of us will definitely work hard to let you experience extreme pleasure."
Dragging his aching body, Chen Mo continuously backed away, shouting loudly, "Get lost! All of you, get away from me!"
"Don't touch me! I told you to get lost, did you hear me?"
His woman should be a goddess like Lin Jingyue, not ugly fat hags like these!
"Handsome."
The two fat women pinned Chen Mo's body down, preventing him from moving any further.
"Be a good boy and listen, otherwise, you're going to suffer."
"Slap—"
One of the fat women delivered a heavy slap to Chen Mo's face. "That's a lesson for resisting just now."
A burning pain spread across his face.
After calming down slightly, Chen Mo tried to negotiate with the two fat women. "I'll give you money. However much you want, I can give it to you, as long as you let me go."
"Little handsome boy, let me tell you, no matter how much money you offer us, we won't let you go. We have a lot of professional ethics."
"Come on now, let's not waste this good time."
"Get lost!" Chen Mo roared loudly once again.
"Slap—"
"Slap—"
A fat woman slapped Chen Mo viciously twice more.
With a gloomy face, she said, "I told you to be a good boy and listen. Can't you hear me?"
"If you just stop resisting, you'll suffer a bit less torture!"
Chen Mo knew there was absolutely no way out, and he slowly gave up resisting.
He lay on the floor, staring up at the ceiling in despair as two women on top of him did those disgusting things to him.
He was the top student in his department.
Even before graduation, he had been recruited by a major corporation for a key position, with a monthly salary of two hundred thousand.
His future had been incredibly bright.
How did things end up like this?
If he were given just one more chance, he would never cross Lin Xuan again.
Lin Xuan was an absolute monster!
He shouldn't have been so naive as to think he could go up against the boss of the Tianmu Group...

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?!

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.”