Seeing Yellow Hair Man's tragic death, the Tattooed Strongman was furious. Now the boss would surely come after him!
Although Yellow Hair Man was just a petty thief, he had connections for many troublesome tasks since joining their group. For instance, the hydraulic cutter used to break the supermarket's chains today was something he had spent a long time finding. The boss valued him quite highly.
Damn it, that kid was too careless.
Seeing the Tattooed Strongman's leg strike, Shen Yiyue rolled on the ground, quickly dodging it.
She immediately realized that she had a speed advantage, but absolutely could not engage in a contest of strength with this burly man. Although she had undergone many days of combat training, strength was not something that could be built up in a short time.
Missing his first attack, the Tattooed Strongman turned and threw another punch towards Shen Yiyue who had just rolled away.
This time Shen Yiyue was fully prepared. She ducked low to avoid the punch.
Her long blade slashed upwards at lightning speed.
But this Tattooed Strongman was no third-rate thug like Yellow Hair Man.
He quickly leaned back, moving almost simultaneously with Shen Yiyue's attack.
He had clearly anticipated her upward slash and dodged it.
Only then did Shen Yiyue have a chance to retreat, and the two immediately separated.
A light sheen of sweat ran down her forehead. Real combat was far more intense and complex than training.
Shen Yiyue decided to take the initiative. Otherwise, if the rest of the gang realized something was wrong and all rushed over, she would be doomed on her own.
Seeing Shen Yiyue's assault, the Tattooed Strongman's expression grew serious. Both he and Yellow Hair Man had underestimated this high school girl.
Shen Yiyue attacked constantly but never overextended - this was the tactic she had just come up with. As long as she caused damage, she would strike once and retreat, then repeat.
Although the strongman's strength was formidable, his speed was no match for Shen Yiyue's.
Despite his constant dodging and counterattacks, Shen Yiyue was like a mosquito, stinging and fleeing.
After a brief exchange, his clothes were already slashed in several places.
Faint traces of blood seeped through, irritating him to no end.
"Damn it!"
He knew he couldn't go on like this, so he suddenly pulled out the military dagger he had been carrying at his waist, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
The boss wanted her captured alive, but now it would depend on fate.
Now he no longer needed to constantly avoid Shen Yiyue's slashes, but could engage her with his dagger, leveraging his strength advantage.
The situation changed instantly. The strongman seized every opportunity to grapple with Shen Yiyue, trying to wear her down.
Soon, Shen Yiyue began to tire.
The strongman noticed this and, seizing the chance, forcefully clashed his dagger against Shen Yiyue's long blade, causing it to tilt.
An opening!
He stomped forward, quickly closing in on Shen Yiyue while she was staggering.
Shen Yiyue was startled and immediately tried to retreat.
But it was too late. The strongman's direct punch to her abdomen was like a cannonball being fired.
It struck Shen Yiyue's slender, snow-white waist with tremendous force!
She was instantly stunned, unable to even hold onto her blade, which clattered to the ground.
Breathing became extremely painful; that blow had likely knocked the wind out of her.
Her vision began to darken, and her whole body felt weak.
Before she could react, the strongman showed no intention of letting her go.
He had already circled behind her and locked her in a chokehold!
His strong, muscular arm was as hard as steel, gripping Shen Yiyue's throat so tightly it nearly lifted her off the ground.
Shen Yiyue struggled desperately to resist, her hands and feet constantly striking the strongman behind her.
But having just taken a heavy blow to her abdomen and now with her throat constricted, what little strength she had left was almost gone.
The Tattooed Strongman could only feel what seemed like 'little fists pounding his chest' in resistance.
He snarled viciously in Shen Yiyue's ear:
"You bitch, daring to kill one of our men! You'll learn what it means to wish you were dead!"
The military dagger was pressed against Shen Yiyue's neck, instantly signaling the end of the fight.
Shen Yiyue dared not struggle anymore.
The sharp blade against her neck was already causing a slight stinging sensation.
But at the thought of falling into the hands of these men, her eyes couldn't help but reveal despair.
Rather than waiting to be violated, she'd rather die!
The Tattooed Strongman greedily inhaled the sweet scent of the young girl, his eyes roving over Shen Yiyue's alluring figure before him.
It was as if he was already savoring the fruits of victory in advance.
But just then!
A blood-covered figure descended from above.
It was a silver-haired little girl wielding a Crimson Tang Sword, her eyes blood-red.
Her beautiful silver-white hair fluttered as she landed, then gently settled around her delicate face.
She wore a blood-stained, tattered sailor uniform, with many places torn as if by some creature.
Through the tears, one could see bandages underneath, with blood faintly seeping through.
The Tattooed Strongman and Shen Yiyue, still in his grip, were both stunned.
Shen Yiyue's face first lit up with extreme joy. At her most desperate moment, Ning Yu had returned. She couldn't help but cry out:
"Xiao Yu!"
But immediately after, her expression froze in shock and dismay.
For she saw that Ning Yu, upon landing, was struggling to catch her breath, barely using the sword in her hand to prop herself up as she slowly stood.
More blood was visibly beginning to seep through her bandages, gradually staining them red.
"You're injured! How did it get so serious?!"
She then worriedly exclaimed, feeling the situation had become even more dire.
If Ning Yu had been in perfect condition, she firmly believed she would certainly be saved.
But now seeing Ning Yu in this severely injured, extremely strained state,
She felt a chill run through her body. While heartbroken for Ning Yu, she once again felt despair, her emotions like a roller coaster.
Ning Yu raised her crimson eyes, staring at the Tattooed Strongman who had captured Shen Yiyue, and spoke in an icy voice:
"Let her go."
The strongman had never seen such a beautiful little girl, nor had he ever seen someone with such a heavy killing intent.
Under Ning Yu's terrifying blood-red gaze, the strongman felt a chill down his spine, experiencing an unprecedented sense of crisis.
It was as if the cute and petite girl before him was a battlefield butcher who had slain thousands.
He didn't know why he should fear a severely injured little girl, but his voice couldn't help but betray his bravado:
"Put... put down your weapon! Or I'll kill your sister!"
He assumed the silver-haired little girl who had descended from the sky was the younger sister of the beautiful young woman in his grasp.
At this moment, Shen Yiyue, as if having made some sort of decision, cried out sorrowfully to Ning Yu:
"Xiao Yu, run away quickly!"
"There are more than a dozen of them in the supermarket, don't worry about me!"
Ning Yu, injured so severely, couldn't possibly survive an assault by over ten people.
Forcing Ning Yu to save her would only result in both of their deaths.
Two clear tears streamed down Shen Yiyue's cheeks as she felt immense pain.
Shen Yiyue didn't want to die at all; she still wanted to see her sister and family.
But at this moment, she had made an active choice.
Ning Yu, however, didn't listen to Shen Yiyue's words.
She slowly raised her sword-wielding hand, then released her grip on the weapon, seemingly intending to comply with the Tattooed Strongman's threat.
Seeing this, Shen Yiyue felt even more desperate. Her tears flowed uncontrollably, and her eyes began to lose focus.
She dared not imagine what would happen to her and Ning Yu, two young girls, in the hands of these ruthless criminals.
The Tattooed Strongman also revealed a cunning sneer, waving his military dagger near Shen Yiyue's neck:
"That's right, be a good girl, and I won't hurt her!"
In his mind, he thought: No matter how scary you look, you still have to obey me!
Just as he smugly believed everything was over, he was shocked to see:
The Crimson Tang Sword slowly falling from the silver-haired little girl's hand didn't hit the ground, but instead dissolved and vanished in mid-air!
What was going on?
The strongman was startled by this strange sight.
At the same time, a silver-white sleeve crossbow had materialized in the same magical manner on the silver-haired little girl's snow-white arm!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
