A black business sedan sped wildly down the narrow streets!
Bumping and jolting, the ride was anything but smooth.
Behind it, a taxi swerved recklessly, charging forward in hot pursuit.
An Yi had barely driven a car before, but thanks to his sharp reflexes and some basic knowledge of automobiles, he quickly got the hang of it.
On the streets, the taxi chased like a raging storm!
"Bro, there’s a taxi driver chasing us!"
The nervous robber in the passenger seat reported, peering through the rearview mirror.
The robber gripping the steering wheel remained calm. "Maybe they’re in a hurry to deliver a baby. What’s the rush?"
BAM!
The taxi slammed hard into the sedan’s rear.
The powerful impact forced the sedan to veer sideways, nearly crashing into the roadside railing!
Clearly, the person in the taxi wasn’t rushing to deliver a baby.
This was a blatant provocation!
"Damn bastard! How dare he hit us? Take him out!"
The furious robber in the driver’s seat barked.
His accomplice pulled out a gun and took aim at the taxi behind them.
BANG! BANG!
Two bullets fired—both missing completely.
The taxi didn’t even flinch.
"Goddammit, are you blind?!"
The driver, seeing his partner’s pathetic aim, couldn’t hold back his anger.
"What kind of crap is this?!"
"Bro, we’re out of bullets!"
The gun-wielding robber whined like a kicked dog.
Their gun wasn’t meant for real combat—just intimidation.
So, they hadn’t loaded many bullets to begin with.
Besides, they barely knew how to use it. Hitting a moving target wasn’t exactly easy for amateurs.
"Useless! Shake him off!"
The driver’s face darkened.
Just as he slammed the accelerator, the taxi behind them—like a drunk harassing a young woman—rammed into them again, sending the sedan spinning wildly, almost flipping over!
"Enough is enough!"
They were armed robbers! Even if this guy wasn’t scared, he could at least show some respect!
"My fifty grand is gone! Damn it! You’re gonna spit it all back out!"
An Yi gritted his teeth, eyes locked on the sedan as he stomped on the gas again.
Soon, the sedan also maxed out its speed.
An Yi’s taxi, however, was no match. Even with the pedal to the floor, he couldn’t catch up.
To make matters worse, he was running out of gas! Before long, the sedan left him in the dust.
By now, An Yi’s driving skills had improved, but the distance between them only grew.
His face turned ashen.
Not only was his fifty grand gone, but he’d also failed to catch the robbers and uphold justice! On top of that, he’d wasted half a day—another fifty grand down the drain!
"Tch! Couldn’t even fill up the tank? What kind of ride-hailing is this?!"
Just as An Yi’s heart ached over his loss, the sedan suddenly stopped and ducked into a narrow alley.
"Heaven’s helping me!"
An Yi’s face flushed with excitement. He floored the gas, executed a smooth drift, and came to a perfect stop.
Then, he burst out of the car in a frenzy.
A brown paper bag covered his head, and a combat knife gleamed in his hand.
At this moment, An Yi looked more like a robber than the actual robbers—but an aura of righteousness radiated from him.
"You have committed the unforgivable crime of robbery under the Law of Justice! Surrender now!"
An Yi declared solemnly, standing at the alley’s entrance, knife in hand.
WHOOSH!
Forty-something men wielding blades surrounded him.
An Yi took a step back and said earnestly, "Forty of you ganging up on a twenty-year-old like me? Is this fair? No, it’s not!"
"Goddammit! You chased us for twenty miles, and I thought you were some big shot! Turns out you’re just some punk kid!"
The leader—the sedan’s driver—had taken off his stockings, revealing an average face with one distinctive feature: a chin that looked like a butt.
Right now, he felt humiliated. His face burned, and even his butt-chin was flushed with heat.
He’d been terrified the whole way, thinking some formidable foe was after them. The repeated rear-end collisions had nearly given him a heart attack.
In a panic, he’d ordered his partner to call in over thirty reinforcements, ready for a life-or-death fight.
And yet, the person who stepped out of the taxi was… some idiot wearing a paper bag on his head?!
"Brother Chao, what do we do with this guy?"
One of the men asked the butt-chinned leader.
They’d robbed a bank. Getting caught meant the death penalty. And now, their faces were exposed.
There was no way they could let this kid walk away.
The butt-chinned man’s eyes turned icy as he raised his blade. "Finish him."
An Yi frowned slightly. "That doesn’t sound very nice."
Before he could say more, the forty men charged.
One of them swung his blade straight at An Yi’s head.
The butt-chinned man grinned cruelly.
Murder?
He was used to it.
A blood-curdling scream tore through the air!
The sunset bled crimson, staining half the sky.
The alley, neither too deep nor too narrow, was now littered with bodies—moaning, howling, a symphony of misery.
A man in a paper bag stood atop the butt-chinned leader’s head, pressing his face into the dirt as he drawled, "Where’s the money?"
"I-it’s all in the trunk!"
The butt-chinned man was scared out of his wits.
He’d never seen anyone fight like this.
Armed with just a knife, An Yi had taken down forty men single-handedly!
To keep them from running, An Yi had even severed a tendon in each of their hands and feet.
An Yi walked to the sedan’s trunk and, with his LV3 lock-picking skills, popped it open effortlessly. Inside were two bulging bags of cash.
Ding! Mission [Robbery] completed! Reward: [Devil’s Fund], Evil Points +30!
"Nice!"
How much was this?
Just as An Yi started counting, he noticed the [Devil’s Fund] had a notation.
Cash: 2,211,100!
[Devil’s Fund] Balance: 4,422,200!
"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands… millions!"
An Yi’s eyelids twitched wildly.
Two million in the [Devil’s Fund] had doubled to four million! Absolutely terrifying!
Four million—just like that. It felt like a dream. This was a goldmine!
Then, An Yi paused, his expression turning serious.
A group this big, organized, and armed surely had more money stashed away.
He turned back, walked up to the butt-chinned man, and planted his combat knife into the dirt—just one centimeter from the man’s eye.
The butt-chinned man was utterly panicked now.
What else did this monster want?!
"Where’s the rest? I want all of it."
An Yi’s voice was cold.
The butt-chinned man trembled. "W-we gave you everything! We haven’t pulled a job in a while. That’s all we had!"
"Oh. Then you’re useless. Time to die."
An Yi raised the knife casually.
The butt-chinned man screamed, "W-wait! I remember now! There’s about three hundred thousand in my safe!"
"Good. Everyone gets a chance to buy their lives. No pushing—line up nicely!"
An Yi cleared his throat, his grin hidden beneath the paper bag.
Too bad no one could see the devilish smile on his face.
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.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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."
