Lin Li thought this group of people was just passing by, completely unaware of the danger.
He glared coldly at the bicycle owner. "What, is 3,000 yuan not enough? Hah, let me tell you, for someone as lowly as you, I’m already doing you a favor by giving you that much!"
His words ignited fury among the onlookers.
Back when the chairman of Starlight Group had demolished their homes, he’d paid them a measly 300 yuan per square meter, acting as if he’d bestowed some great kindness upon them.
Lin Li pointed at the bicycle owner and warned coldly, "If you dare say another word, I won’t even give you those 3,000 yuan."
"I’ll have you know—I’m the son of Starlight Group’s chairman. Even if you try to sue me, it won’t do you any good."
The arrogance on Lin Li’s face was almost identical to Lin Chang’s.
Nearly everyone around him wore dark, furious expressions.
SLAP!
The bicycle owner struck Lin Li hard across the face.
Lin Li gaped at him. "You dare hit me?"
The bicycle owner’s face burned with rage. "You think just because you’re rich, you can do whatever you want? Let me tell you—us poor folks have ways of dealing with people like you too."
"Fine, fine. You’ve got a death wish, huh?"
Lin Li sneered and gestured at the bicycle owner. "Beat him up. Make it hurt."
Wang Ba crossed his arms and leaned against the car, watching the scene unfold with amusement.
When no one moved, Lin Li barked, "Are you all deaf? I said beat him up!"
"Second Boss, here—essential snacks for a good show."
One of the bodyguards obsequiously handed Wang Ba sunflower seeds and a slice of watermelon.
Seeing Wang Ba and the other bodyguards lounging around, Lin Li’s chest heaved with fury. "Do you all want to get fired?!"
Pfft.
Wang Ba spat out a seed.
"Gentlemen," Wang Ba grinned, "handle him however you like. Pretend I’m not here."
Lin Li’s eyes bulged. "Do you even know what you’re doing?!"
"Of course we do," Wang Ba smirked. "We’re here to mess with you. Did you really think I became your bodyguard for fun?"
The realization struck Lin Li like a bolt of terror.
Lately, he’d been plagued by nightmares of being tortured—was this about to come true?
He’d unwittingly invited wolves into his home!
The farmers, now certain the bodyguards wouldn’t intervene, lost their hesitation.
Wang Ba helpfully added, "Go ahead and teach him a lesson. We’ll handle the evidence—just leave him alive."
Lin Li’s life still belonged to the gang leader, after all.
"Thank you."
The farmers stepped forward, advancing on Lin Li.
Lin Li’s legs trembled.
"I—I’m warning you, my father is the chairman of Starlight Group! If you lay a finger on me, he’ll make you pay!"
"The son of Starlight Group’s chairman? That’s exactly why we’re beating you up!"
THUD! THUD! THUD!
The sound of fists pounding flesh echoed relentlessly.
Lin Li writhed in agony, howling in pain.
Wang Ba recorded the beating and sent the video to Lin Xuan, who replied instantly.
[What’s going on?]
[Wang Ba]: Starlight Group seized these farmers’ land and bulldozed their homes. This is payback.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.
So that’s how it was.
Tsk. He could probably force Lin Chang to cough up the money owed to these farmers.
Might as well do a good deed.
[Lin Xuan]: Investigate this thoroughly and send me the details. I’ll make sure Lin Chang returns every cent.
[Wang Ba]: You got it.
Soon, Lin Li was beaten unconscious. Worried he might die, Wang Ba stepped in.
"Alright, alright. If he kicks the bucket, you’ll have a murder charge on your hands."
The farmers, having vented some of their rage, thanked Wang Ba sincerely.
Wang Ba blinked in surprise.
After years of being reviled as a thug in the Black Tiger Gang, this was the first time anyone had ever thanked him.
Admittedly, it felt pretty good.
"Head home now. You’ve had your fun—now it’s our turn."
Wang Ba grinned darkly.
Watching the gang leader turn Lin Li into a eunuch was going to be thrilling.
Wang Ba hauled Lin Li into a car and drove to a remote valley, where an unremarkable shack stood.
Beneath it lay a basement filled with torture devices.
SPLASH!
A bucket of ice water drenched Lin Li.
"AH—! Don’t hit me, don’t hit me!"
Lin Li jolted awake, his eyes darting around the room in terror.
"Who—who are you people?" he stammered.
Wang Ba lounged back, crossing his legs. "I’m the Second Boss of the Golden Dragon Gang—used to be the Black Tiger Gang."
The Black Tiger Gang?!
Lin Li’s eyes widened.
That was the gang he’d hired to deal with Lin Xuan!
Not only had they failed, but they’d also swindled him out of a fortune.
"So you’re the Second Boss of the Golden Dragon Gang," Lin Li forced a sycophantic smile. "I already transferred a huge sum to you, didn’t I? Did you not receive it? Is that why you’re here?"
"Mr. Lin Li, it’s not me you need to worry about. Someone else wants you dead." Wang Ba smirked.
"Who?!" Lin Li demanded.
"You’ll find out soon enough."
Come to think of it, he hadn’t even informed the gang leader yet.
Wang Ba quickly messaged Lin Xuan.
[Wang Ba]: Boss, we’ve got Lin Li. Sent you the location—come whenever you’re ready.
[Lin Xuan]: Keep him there. I’m busy with my girlfriend.
[Wang Ba]: Boss, what’s more fun than torturing someone?
Another member of the Golden Dragon Gang peeked at their chat.
"Second Boss," he interjected, "I think Cheng Er mentioned once that the boss’s girlfriend is Su Hua..."
"Su Hua?" Wang Ba frowned. "Why does that name sound familiar?"
"Second Boss, Su Hua is the CEO of Su Corporation—the world’s largest company."
"Su Corporation?!" Wang Ba’s eyes nearly popped out. "Little Xia, you’re joking, right?"
"Second Boss, that’s what Cheng Er said. Why don’t you just ask the boss yourself?"
"Right, right."
Wang Ba immediately texted Lin Xuan again.
[Wang Ba]: Boss, is your girlfriend really Su Hua, the CEO of Su Corporation?
[Lin Xuan]: Yes.
Wang Ba’s eyes gleamed with excitement.
The boss’s girlfriend was the Su Hua—the head of a trillion-yuan empire!
He was the spitting image of the God of Wealth.
Wang Ba: "Boss, just focus on spending time with your girlfriend. We’ll keep him secured here—no issues. Come by whenever you’re free."
Wang Ba’s attitude had done a complete 180.
With Su Corporation’s backing, why would the Golden Dragon Gang ever worry about growth?
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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?"
