"Pay to save your lives?"
Upon hearing the words of the man wearing a brown paper bag over his head, the robbers were stunned.
What the hell did that mean?!
This guy wasn’t here to uphold justice—he was here to rob them?!
Damn it!
Who’s the real robber here?!
"What are you waiting for? Hand over the money!" An Yi barked, his dagger stabbed into the ground, his expression fierce.
The man with the cleft chin was utterly humiliated.
They were the robbers here! Couldn’t this bastard have picked some wealthy civilian instead?
"Brother Chao, don’t listen to this son of a bitch!"
"Let’s fight! A man would rather die than suffer this disgrace! Death is better than humiliation!"
The robbers were furious. Even though they were all lying on the ground, they roared, ready to go down fighting.
Then—
A scrawny man with a venomous glint in his eyes stealthily pulled out a black pistol and aimed it at An Yi.
Whoosh!
With just a glance from the corner of his eye, An Yi flicked his combat knife like a streak of light, piercing the gunman’s arm.
"AHH!"
Blood gushed from the hole in his wrist.
The scrawny man howled in agony.
"Not bad for someone who just mastered throwing knives, huh?"
An Yi could’ve hit the target blindfolded—something that would’ve been unthinkable before.
"You dare point a gun at me?"
An Yi strode over, yanked the knife out, and blood splattered.
Then, he casually picked up the fallen pistol and aimed it at the scrawny man.
"Your money. All of it. Now."
"I don’t have any!" the scrawny man spat defiantly.
BANG!
A gunshot rang out.
The bullet tore through the man’s leg.
An Yi was secretly amazed—real guns were way more powerful than in the movies!
One shot had blown a gaping hole in the man’s leg, revealing shattered bone and mangled flesh.
Thanks to crappy action films, he’d thought guns were just for making flashy sparks and loud noises.
"I—"
The scrawny man’s face twisted in agony, sweat pouring down his forehead.
BANG!
Before he could finish, An Yi shot his other leg.
"Mercy! Mercy! I’ll pay, I’ll pay!"
With two bullets in his knees, the man broke down, snot and tears streaming down his face.
An Yi smiled warmly. "That’s more like it."
The gruesome sight of the scrawny man terrified the other robbers.
With their tendons slashed, they couldn’t run far—they were like fish on a chopping block.
This guy didn’t even blink while cutting tendons or firing shots. He must’ve taken dozens of lives to be this calm!
If they provoked him again, they’d really die.
Sure, they knew this life would end badly, but seeing their comrade writhing in pain, they fell silent.
Better a live coward than a dead hero...
The scrawny man’s money was all in his bank account.
An Yi grinned at the cleft-chin man. "You got a POS machine?"
With the gun barrel pressed against his forehead, the man cooperated eagerly. "Y-yes! Standard equipment for robbers! I’ll get it right away!"
After setting up the POS machine, An Yi was stunned when he saw the transfer.
280,000 yuan!
Damn! Robbers really were loaded!
Once the money went through, it doubled in An Yi’s "Demon Fund" to 560,000 yuan—a string of digits that brought him pure joy.
"Next!"
An Yi waved the gun, and the robbers, despite their injuries, scrambled to swipe their cards.
Their dedication was almost admirable.
Then, one robber sneakily transferred only 30,000 yuan.
An Yi frowned. Without a word, he shot the man’s knee. "Too little."
"I—I really don’t have more!" the robber gasped, collapsing to his knees.
An Yi didn’t bother arguing. He just shot the other leg.
The robber wailed, "Wait! I remember now—this card has another 200,000!"
"I minored in psychology. I know when you’re lying."
An Yi smirked as the payment went through, twirling the gun before holding it out to the scrawny man. "Out of bullets. Gimme more."
The scrawny man: ...
The insult hurt worse than the injury.
The next robber cooperated fully, emptying every card he had.
"Good, good. No bullets for you!" An Yi praised cheerfully while collecting the cash.
The robber exhaled in relief, his back drenched in sweat.
(An Yi was lying about the psychology degree—he barely remembered his college major. But under his threats, the robbers played along.)
(Of course, in their hearts, they cursed him and his ancestors eighteen generations back.)
This bastard deserved the worst death imaginable!
What psychology?!
This asshole just shoots if he feels something’s off!
And his excuse is fucking intuition!
BANG!
The familiar gunshot made the robbers flinch.
"Big guy, why so little? Only 3,000?" An Yi said coldly. "I’m pissed now. This won’t end well."
"I... I really don’t have more," the tall robber stammered, pale-faced.
BANG!
Another bullet tore through his other leg.
"Still lying?"
"That’s all I’ve got!"
BANG!
Three more shots. The robsters watched, furious yet helpless.
Finally, the cleft-chin man spoke up. "H-he’s an addict. He only turned to robbery because he ran out of money for drugs!"
"Oh. Well, no worries. Just testing his honesty."
An Yi patted the big guy’s shoulder. "Congrats, you passed. As a reward, you can keep your 3,000."
The big robber: ...
Soon, all forty robbers were cleaned out.
An Yi checked his account balance.
"One, ten, hundred, thousand... million!"
By the end, his hands were shaking.
Five million yuan!
In the Demon Fund, it doubled to ten million!
A massive payday!
But as he calculated how much life that bought him, his excitement faded.
"Only about a hundred days?"
Not even half a year. Barely three or four months.
"Damn this shitty life!"
With that, the robbers watched as the paper-bag-wearing man hoisted two heavy sacks of cash over his shoulders and stomped away, cursing.
"Brother Chao... all the money we stole over the years... gone," the scrawny robber whimpered.
People only saw how fast robbery paid—they didn’t know how hard it was to amass this much!
The cleft-chin man punched the ground, eyes burning with hatred. "That beast! As long as we’re alive, we’ll get our revenge. We’ll slaughter his whole family!"
One robber, unable to bear the loss, snarled, "Brother Chao, we can’t take this! Let’s report him to the police!"
The man with a cleft chin, suppressing the pain from his severed tendons, slapped the back of his head: "Dumbass!"
They had no intention of reporting to the authorities, but they never expected that the guy who just robbed them had already called the law enforcement hotline.
"Hello, Officer? Yeah, there's a bunch of robbers here! The same ones who robbed the bank! What? Who am I? I go by my true name—Lin Chen!"
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."
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)
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)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
