"Slap."
An ashtray flew over from behind and hit Wang Gebi's left leg.
"Thud."
Excruciating pain spread from his knee to his whole body. Wang Gebi lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Want to run without asking me? "
Zhou Luo walked over unhurriedly from behind, stepping on Wang Gebi and looking down at him condescendingly.
"So...you were also involved in the collapse of Yuanhe Group."
Since being hit by the ashtray, Wang Gebi knew he couldn't escape.
Instead, he calmly turned around and started chatting with Zhou Luo.
"That's right."
At this point, Zhou Luo had nothing left to hide either.
"Liu's Group was also your doing."
"That's right."
"Xi Ying?"
"I reported her to the police."
"So Black Rose is also one of your people?"
"She really isn't."
Wang Gebi scoffed at himself, "I'm a dead man anyway, is there a need to lie to me?"
"Believe it or not."
Zhou Luo had no intention of further explaining.
"I see, I have no value left anyway, go ahead."
Wang Gebi seemed to have figured it out. Lying on the ground, he closed his eyes and waited for death to come.
"You're wrong about that, you still have great value."
Zhou Luo let out a sinister laugh and raised his hand to cripple Wang Gebi.
Just as his palm was about to make contact, a black shadow suddenly shot out from upstairs, kicking Zhou Luo into the wall with one strike.
"Ahhh....."
Before Zhou Luo could get a word out, his whole body smashed into the wall, knocking him unconscious.
Wang Gebi, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, did not receive the expected death. Feeling strange, he quickly opened his eyes. What entered his view was a black-clad masked woman.
Looking towards the source of the sound, Zhou Luo was deeply embedded in the wall.
Spitting blood, his eyes were tightly shut, fate unknown.
Could it be my master came to save me?
Not having received news of his master's death yet, Wang Gebi made an incorrect guess.
No, I'm not who I used to be anymore.
How would my master recognize me in this identity? Xi Ying probably hasn't seen me like this either.
Wang Gebi became vigilant again in an instant.
"You...."
Before Wang Gebi could finish speaking, another black shadow shot out.
With just one palm strike, the already heavily wounded Wang Gebi was kicked to the ground, and stomped upon at all four limbs.
His limbs were stomped and crushed to dust, and his meridians snapped into sections.
The qi sea in his dantian was also shattered by that first kick.
Now, Wang Gebi was completely crippled.
Watching the pre-installed surveillance, Ye Bufan took out his phone: "Take Wang Gebi away, leave Zhou Luo where he is."
Ye Bufan had always been kind-hearted, never liking violence and unable to watch people die in front of him.
He happened to have a mine in South Africa.
Seeing pitiful, weak and helpless Wang Gebi, he decided to save a life, an act greater than building a seven-story pagoda.
Although Wang Gebi may have done many wrongs, it's never too late to repent.
As long as he repents through hard labor at the South African mine, I believe he will definitely mend his ways.
Xuanyuan Long and Black Rose came and left swiftly and lightly.
With a flick of their sleeves, they took away a doomed miner.
Sure enough, after crippling Wang Gebi.
Another "Xuanyuan Long's Exclusive 500 Qi Luck Points" appeared in the system.
That's a whole hundred points more than Black Rose.
Come to think of it, it's not surprising.
The assassin-type protagonist grows entirely through his own abilities, that is his foundation.
As for the international friend, who knows if he had assassin experience back in the day.
Physical disability has a negligible impact on ability, it may even spur improvement.
After all, losing a fatal weakness is especially advantageous in the martial world.
No need to elaborate, Xuanyuan Long's skills were also fully upgraded, same as Black Rose.
As for the extra hundred qi luck points, they could only be kept for now, to be used together for the next upgrade.
Wang Family Villa
As night fell, the human-shaped imprints on the walls started crackling.
After much struggle, he finally squeezed out.
"Cough cough, uh..."
Zhou Luo coughed twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood clots.
Looking around, there was no sign of Wang Gebi.
Checking the system, Wang Gebi's storyline and information were gone.
"System, system, come out and explain what is going on here."
Zhou Luo was furious, this keeps happening, the storyline has barely ever gone as stated.
Especially today, the sudden appearance of a peerless expert was unheard of.
[Ding, no abnormalities detected after system check.]
No abnormalities?
Zhou Luo was nearly laughing from anger, pointing at his own bloodied body and shouting, "You call this no abnormalities?"
[Ding, no abnormalities detected after system re-check.]
Zhou Luo was both angry and amused: "Fine, you say there are no abnormalities, then I ask you, where is Wang Gebi?"
[Ding, host Wang Gebi's storyline has ended after detection.]
"Ended? Tell me how it ended, with him getting rescued?"
Zhou Luo was starting to doubt this villainous system a little.
[Ding, host Wang Gebi's storyline has ended after detection.]
No matter how he asked, the system would always repeat this sentence.
After dozens of repetitions, Zhou Luo finally gave up.
Although the system said Wang Gebi was gone, Zhou Luo still had some doubts.
Something must be fishy about this.
[Ding, hostility detected in Zhou Luo towards the villain system, affinity decreased to 95%.]
Ye Bufan, who was playing games with Zhao Xue, suddenly received the system prompt.
What's going on?
Beaten up once and he's so disheartened already, such poor villain material.
Ye Bufan was completely unaware of the psychological damage he had inflicted on Zhou Luo.
Victory
Just as Ye Bufan looked up to ponder the issue, the game had ended.
Without a troll teammate randomly engaging, the other teammates decisively team fought and wiped out the enemy, then quickly destroyed the crystal.
In the dorm room, the gaming companion Zhao Xue also had a forehead full of sweat.
It was so difficult, too difficult.
Since getting to Diamond rank, this game was no longer a solo game.
Sometimes with luck, facing weaker opponents, it was still manageable to hard carry.
But against an evenly matched team, like this game, it became very hard to win.
With similar strength on both sides, plus a troll teammate randomly engaging, it was tough.
That last teamfight, luckily the boss went AFK, otherwise hard to say who would've won.
As the cool autumn approached, one intense game was enough to drench Zhao Xue's forehead in sweat.
"Boss, can I make a small suggestion?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
