Ye Qing Upgrades from a Bird Gun to a Cannon, Poor Nigga

Too Explosive!

Two Black men were brutally attacked on the streets of Dragon Country?

A real chicken snatching!

Soon, a crowd gathered at the scene. The two fellas had already passed out from excessive blood loss and pain.

But their bodies kept twitching uncontrollably, the ground soaked in blood—an utterly gruesome sight!

Dragon Country’s people have always loved spectating drama. Despite the growing crowd, not a single person called the police.

"Holy shit, who was that just now? So badass? That hand speed... snatched them clean in two moves?"

"Damn ruthless! My asshole clenched just watching. I felt a chill down there..."

"If it were our own people, I might’ve called the cops. But since it’s these fellas... I’m just gonna whip out my phone, record it, and post it in the gossip group chat."

The Black men’s usual misconduct in Dragon Country had long stirred resentment among the locals, so naturally, everyone was here for the show.

Soon, an ambulance arrived and hauled the two away.

But news of the incident spread like wildfire!

Within minutes, the police showed up.

"What? You’re kidding, right? This..."

After hearing eyewitness accounts, the officers felt their scalps tingle.

They’d handled all sorts of cases—even public indecency—but street chicken theft? That was a first.

"Report, Captain Li! The hospital just confirmed—those two Black men are illegal immigrants..."

Hearing illegal immigrants, the cops visibly relaxed. This was a case of malicious assault, but if the victims were undocumented... well, that made things easier.

Honestly, seeing those two in such a miserable state was low-key satisfying. After all, crime rates among Black men in Dragon Country were sky-high, a constant headache for law enforcement.

...

Ye Qing Became a Wanted Criminal!

Even though the two were illegal immigrants, the brutality of the crime meant procedures had to be followed.

But the deeper they dug, the more baffled the police became.

Because the perpetrator’s identity was untraceable!

No name, nothing—another illegal immigrant?

Illegal immigrant vs. illegal immigrant?

And the attacker might even be a martial artist? This was getting wild!

After his successful operation, Ye Qing swiftly relocated to a public restroom using his movement techniques.

He pulled out two trophies, his eyes burning with excitement.

"Might as well compare—shopping for groceries requires weighing options, right?" He tossed the smaller one aside, keeping the larger prize.

A stray dog happened by, eyes gleaming. After years of scavenging, it finally scored some real meat.

Unfazed, Ye Qing got to work.

Clearly, his luck was on another level compared to small fries like Lin Yu.

His master’s teachings were top-tier—even if completely ruined, he could still transplant a new one.

"Heh, with skills like these... even if I’m wrecked, so what? I couldn’t care less."

Once his priority was handled, Ye Qing’s gaze turned icy.

"Jiang Family... Jiang Che... you have no idea what kind of monster you’ve provoked."

With a cold smirk, he vanished into the night.

And disappearing alongside him was... Jiang Che’s system puppet.

...

"Jiang Che~~~"

A trembling, delicate voice reached Jiang Che’s ears.

Yu Wan’er clung to him like a koala, arms looped around his neck, her petite frame shaking uncontrollably, face ghostly pale.

Jiang Che held her, flanked by the other girls—Ye Mengyao and the crew.

"Haha... Wan’er, you’re such a scaredy-cat! A haunted house got you like this?" Qin Qiaoqiao doubled over laughing, while Ye Mengyao bit her lip, struggling to suppress a grin.

The little lolita burned with humiliation. Today was a total embarrassment—her dignity (what little she had) was obliterated.

Seeing Jiang Che’s smirk, she gritted her teeth and pinched his waist.

"So weak... yet so feisty around me."

A lovable brat like her? Most rich playboys would’ve locked her in a room for cultivation long ago. Thankfully, Jiang Che had a soft spot for her.

"Scared? Tomorrow, we’re going skydiving. Five thousand meters—guaranteed thrill!" Jiang Che teased.

"N-no! Please, no skydiving!" Yu Wan’er was on the verge of tears.

Roller coasters already turned her legs to jelly. Jumping out of a plane? She’d die.

Ye Mengyao glanced between them. "Wan’er, Jiang Che’s got you. No danger."

Yu Wan’er: (╬▔皿▔)╯

"Selling me out to please him? Scheming witch! Disgusting!"

Qiangwei chuckled, pinching Yu Wan’er’s cheek. "I’ve got skydiving experience. I’ll teach you."

Yu Wan’er: "..."

There was no escape.

But then—inspiration struck.

[Wait... I could provoke him instead! Sure, it’ll suck... but at least I won’t die!]

Yu Wan’er hatched a brilliant plan.

Jiang Che, who’d eavesdropped on her inner monologue, nearly died laughing. This girl’s logic is something else.

But... nice try, kid.

With Ye Qing’s storage pouch now in his possession, Jiang Che had plenty of healing pills on hand.

So, darling... you might suffer for nothing.

As Jiang Che bantered with the girls, his phone rang.

Monkey.

"Young Master Jiang! That Ye Qing guy you had me monitor—guess what he just did? Unbelievable!"

Even through the phone, Jiang Che could sense Monkey’s shock.

And after hearing the story? Jiang Che was floored.

Then he almost choked laughing.

"He... he ripped off two Black dudes’ jewels in broad daylight? Seriously?"

"Dead serious, Young Master. No clue why, but Dragon Country’s got him on the wanted list now."

Jiang Che’s mind raced. He had a bold theory...