Her stunning face was as cold as frost, her eyes hollow like a stagnant pool of water.
The bloodthirsty aura surrounding her made the rich young master tremble in fear, his limbs going weak as he frantically kowtowed on the ground.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, beautiful, I know I was wrong. Please spare me," the young master pleaded.
"Spare you?" Su Hua tilted her head, a cruel, bloodthirsty smile curling at the corners of her lips. "But... what if I don’t want to?"
Jiang Qing sighed.
Su Hua had been perfectly fine after drinking, so why did they have to provoke her?
Well, let them be her punching bags for a while.
Jiang Qing had no intention of stepping in to stop her. Otherwise, she would be the one turned into a human sandbag. When Su Hua was like this, she recognized no one. Anyone who got in her way would suffer. Only a fool would step forward and take a beating.
The young master’s forehead was bleeding profusely from repeatedly hitting the ground.
Seeing the crimson blood, Su Hua’s eyes grew even more excited.
"Young Master!" Two bodyguards rushed over to help him up. "Young Master, are you alright?"
The young master, as if seeing a lifeline, suddenly lost all fear. He pointed at Su Hua and growled through gritted teeth, "You two, go capture her!"
These two bodyguards were former mercenaries, highly skilled in combat. He refused to believe they couldn’t take down a single woman!
Once they subdued her, he would make her his sex slave, lock her up, and force her to serve him!
Heh.
The young master leered at Su Hua with lustful eyes.
The two bodyguards obeyed their master’s orders and stepped forward.
"Such fools, courting death," Su Hua licked her crimson lips.
The moment the bodyguards tried to grab her—
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
With a spinning kick, Su Hua sent each of them flying like broken kites, crashing heavily to the ground.
"Cough, cough, cough."
The bodyguards spat out mouthfuls of blood. Realizing they were no match, they struggled to their feet and each pulled out a knife.
Jiang Qing, leaning against the wall and watching the spectacle, shook her head calmly when she saw the knives.
Even if they had guns, Su Hua wouldn’t flinch at this point.
The two bodyguards charged at Su Hua with their knives.
Su Hua moved swiftly, closing the distance between them. She gently grasped their wrists.
The bodyguards’ eyes widened in shock. How could this woman possess such strength?
They were completely immobilized!
Fear flashed across their faces.
Su Hua’s lips curled into a smile as she twisted their wrists with a soft "crack," snapping them. Their hands hung limply in unnatural angles.
"Clang!" The knives fell to the ground.
Su Hua clenched her fists and began pummeling the bodyguards’ faces and bodies. They were nothing more than human punching bags, offering no resistance as she practiced her martial arts on them.
In no time, both bodyguards were bruised and battered. When Su Hua grew bored, she kicked them away.
The bodyguards clutched their chests, writhing on the ground. They couldn’t get up, nor did they want to. If this continued, they’d be lucky to survive.
The young master was dumbfounded.
His two elite bodyguards couldn’t even withstand a single move from this woman!
"Your turn," Su Hua picked up a small knife from the ground and smiled, her beautiful eyes fixed on the young master.
The young master’s legs trembled.
She was... so terrifyingly strong...
Su Hua took light, graceful steps toward him. Just as he tried to flee, she appeared before him like a ghost.
"Ah—" The young master collapsed to the ground in fear.
Su Hua crouched down, holding the knife.
"You wanted to sleep with me? Called me a whore, huh?"
"I’m sorry, I was wrong! I was blind! I offended you, Miss. Please let me go. I’ll give you anything you want—money! How much? A million? No, ten million! Is that enough?" The young master’s voice quivered.
Su Hua simply stared at him, smiling faintly. "Sorry, that’s not enough. And I don’t need money."
With that, she plunged the knife down.
"Ahhhhh—" The young master let out a blood-curdling scream. He looked down at the knife embedded in his lower body and promptly fainted.
The young master’s lackeys and the two bodyguards, witnessing this, felt a chill run through their own lower regions.
What kind of woman dares to cut a man there...
Terrified, they closed their eyes and pretended to faint.
They prayed silently, hoping the demoness wouldn’t notice them. They still had to carry on their family lines!
Su Hua’s vision was filled with blood, her ears ringing with gunfire. Betrayal and slaughter surrounded her.
Her murderous aura grew thicker, her icy gaze sweeping the area.
Finally, her eyes landed on Jiang Qing, who had been leisurely watching the spectacle.
Jiang Qing’s relaxed expression froze.
Oh no!
Su Hua had noticed her!
She was done for!
There was no escape now. She was about to become Su Hua’s next target!
She should have left earlier instead of staying to watch the show.
Those guys had already given Su Hua enough to vent on, but they all had to play dead!
"Su... Su Hua," Jiang Qing forced a smile, her voice trembling. "I’m your secretary, Jiang Qing. We’re on the same side. Don’t hurt me by mistake, okay?"
But Su Hua didn’t seem to hear her.
Step by step, Su Hua closed in on Jiang Qing.
"Quick, grab her!"
The hotel’s security team leader rushed in with a group of guards, each holding a baton, and blocked Su Hua’s path.
Jiang Qing’s eyes lit up.
Saviors!
But they were about to be in trouble.
"Miss, drop the knife now, or we won’t be polite!" the security team leader said sternly.
"Oh, more people to play with," Su Hua’s lips curled in excitement.
"If you continue to cause trouble, don’t blame us," the leader said, his face darkening.
"Go, capture her!" He waved his hand, and nine guards charged forward.
Jiang Qing crossed her arms. "Sir, I suggest you don’t provoke Su Hua," she advised kindly. After all, they had saved her, and she owed them a favor.
"What?" the leader frowned.
"Just watch," Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow.
In less than two seconds, the sound of fists hitting flesh echoed behind them. The leader turned to see his guards being knocked down one by one, some even sent flying by Su Hua’s punches.
Su Hua, meanwhile, hadn’t been touched.
"This..." The leader’s eyes widened in shock. This woman was unstoppable! A group of grown men were no match for her. She was toying with them like they were amateurs.
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
