Thirty minutes later.
Shock! Anger! Unbelievable!
Su Muwan stared at the densely packed crowd of people crouched on the floor in the shopping mall's first-floor lobby, their hands covering their heads. For a moment, she was so furious that her whole body shook. She pointed her finger at each and every one of the assassins crouched on the ground, their heads lowered and expressions stiff.
She shouted in a rage, "What’s wrong with you people?! For such a small amount of money, you all come here to assassinate me?!"
"And you even rented out the entire mall to keep people out for this?!"
Su Muwan was in utter shock. She had thought that she was quite popular today. But now it seemed.....
All these people were just a part of the "atmosphere team"?!
Such a small amount of money?!!
All the assassins froze momentarily.
500 billion, sister! Not five dollars!
500 billion!
Qin Luo stood beside her, comforting the puffy-faced Su Muwan, "Miss Su, let it go, let it go. The business is bad these days; they can get a big order, which is not easy."
"After all, they also need to make a living. Taking some risks for a little money aligns with their values."
The assassins, hearing this, couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their eyes, their expressions breaking.
Leaving aside the fact that we are almost out of money.
Why did you have to say that out loud?!
Do we not have any face left?
Su Muwan took a deep breath upon hearing this. She glanced at the shivering group of assassins and snorted coldly, saying, "Qin Luo, what should we do with these people now?"
"Well... there’s a way."
Qin Luo said as he took out his phone and opened the foundation's payment QR code.
All the assassins: .....
Su Muwan: .....
Ignoring the strange looks from the crowd, Qin Luo smiled and said, "Come and pay the ransom. One million each. I’ll let you go after you pay."
As soon as he finished.
The assassins immediately became unhappy.
One of them complained, "Why do we have to pay one million?! That’s too much!"
"Yeah, if we had money, why would we take such a difficult order?"
"Young man, you’ll understand when you reach my age. We have it tough..."
Wow!
"Ughhhh——!"
The assassins immediately quieted down.
Qin Luo's smile disappeared, and he glared at the ones complaining about the ransom, shouting, "What do you think you are! Bargaining now?!"
"Pay up quickly! Or I’ll throw all of you in jail!"
This is outrageous!
Everyone covered their faces with anger.
Wait until our organization arrives; we will make sure you two pay dearly!
And you! Qin Luo!
Everyone had tears in their eyes, clenching their teeth.
They finally understood why someone would spend billions to record a video of slapping Qin Luo.
If it were us, we wouldn't even take the money! Too humiliating!
Su Muwan, on the other hand, couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth as she looked at Qin Luo.
Shaking her head, she thought to herself, Qin Luo... can you switch up your method of attack?
You’re already at the early stage of Dengfeng, yet you keep slapping people in the face...
But oh well, if that’s what Qin Luo likes, then so be it.
After a brief moment.
Qin Luo checked the amount received, and Su Muwan also leaned over, her eyes widening in surprise.
[2.5 billion]
Wow, so many assassins?!!
Over a thousand assassins came to kill me?!!
Shaking with rage, even in the sweltering summer heat, Su Muwan’s heart felt icy cold.
Before, it was just "everyone against me." Now, it’s "everyone cutting me down"?
Su Muwan almost shattered.
Qin Luo gently patted the gloomy Su Muwan and said, "Miss Su, wake up. These people came to kill you because they accepted an assassination order."
"Think about it, when you walk on the street, who would suddenly pick a fight with you?"
"And when you walk on the street, who isn’t forcing a smile at you?"
Su Muwan heard this and felt it made some sense.
But...
"Um, what’s with the forced smiles?"
"At least they’re smiling."
"Is that a cold joke...? Uh, no! We should be discussing how to deal with these guys now!"
Su Muan interrupted Qin Luo’s speech.
Qin Luo nodded, "Dealing with these people is simple, but..."
He let out a low laugh, his eyes narrowing, "Miss Su, are you satisfied with being hung up for sale online?"
Actually, in my previous life, I was often hung up online like this.
But...
Su Muwan frowned. In this life, I’ve been living a low-key life.
Why am I hung up online?
So!
Su Muwan looked at Qin Luo, clenching her fists, "I’m not satisfied! I’m not happy about it!"
"Good, since that’s the case..."
Qin Luo looked at the group of assassins and pointed at the waiter, saying, "You, come over and help me download an app for the dark web."
The waiter: "......"
Zhu Lan, Shen Fei, and others were quietly standing by.
Known that their realm was around the "Dengtang realm."
How many exactly doesn’t matter.
But there was one thing they knew for sure.
That was...
Gulp.
They swallowed hard, their faces pale as they looked at the dark web assassins filling the hall, radiating a blood-curdling aura.
Too terrifying!
Their strength must far surpass anyone they’ve ever encountered!
But...
They watched Su Muwan and Qin Luo calmly standing among these fearsome people, casually chatting about something they couldn’t quite tell if it was a cold joke.
Why could Miss Su and Qin Luo stand there so aloof?
In the end, they came to a conclusion.
No wonder they are who they are!
On Qin Luo’s side, after a lot of hassle.
They finally managed to find the entrance to the dark web with the help of the waiter disguised as a service staff.
And once they entered...
An exaggerated visual effect unfolded in front of their eyes.
[Urgent Bounty!!!]
[Su Muwan!!! 500 billion!!!]
Su Muwan: ......
No wonder so many people came. The dark net is even advertising this...
The waiter spoke carefully, "Um... both of you, please calm down... this was all done by the technical department’s idiots."
"Please rest assured, once we return, we will definitely tie them up and whip them with a bullwhip..."
As soon as he finished.
Qin Luo snorted, "Do you even know where the headquarters of the dark net is located to whip them?"
The waiter was embarrassed: "Hehe...."
Qin Luo waved his hand, gesturing for him to step back. "Stop hehe-ing. I’ll place an order. Take it."
"Oh oh!"
"Alright."
Everyone was stunned, then quickly took out their work phones.
Su Muwan, watching from behind, couldn’t help feeling some déjà vu, thinking that assassins taking out their phones to accept orders was quite something.
This era’s inclusiveness is just too strong.
On Qin Luo’s side, after a few operations on his phone.
The next second.
All the assassins saw that the original poster of Su Muwan on the cover of the dark net...
Was switched to!
[Urgent Bounty!!!]
[Qian Family’s Young Master!!! Qian Yu!!! 2.5 billion!!!]
Everyone: ......
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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!
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
