After two strong men approached Xu Mu, one of them suddenly launched an attack.
He threw a punch straight at Xu Mu's face.
Xu Mu looked at the man in front of him. His speed was really slow.
He reached out his hand to grab the man's wrist and yanked him forcefully towards himself. The strong man lost control and toppled towards Xu Mu.
Bang!
Xu Mu lifted his knee and hit the man right in the chest.
The strong man stared at him in horror, flew backward about two meters, and crashed heavily to the ground, his body twitching.
Before the other strong man could react, Xu Mu was already in front of him.
Xu Mu grabbed the man's face with one hand and lifted the hefty two - hundred - plus - pound strong man right up.
Bang!
He smashed the man against the wall beside him. Immediately, blood trickled down the wall.
Xu Mu let go, and the man crashed to the ground with a thud.
Shock!
The bald man had been puffing on his cigarette in a very arrogant way. But when he saw what had just happened, his eyes popped out in disbelief.
These two were his toughest enforcers here. Usually, it was impossible for two or three people to even get close to them.
But when they faced this man...
As for Zhang Nan, who had been shouting and threatening just now, she was completely stunned, especially when she saw the blood on the wall.
Needless to say, this man in front of her must be a tough guy.
Behind Xu Mu, Lu Xueyao's eyes were shining, and her affection points for Xu Mu were constantly rising.
So awesome!
She originally thought that Xu Mu was just rich, but she never expected him to be so good at fighting.
Lu Xueyao threw the wooden stick in her hand away, stepped forward boldly, and took Xu Mu's arm on her own initiative.
She raised her face and looked at the shocked people in front of her, as if making a claim.
This was her man.
"Brother, you're quite cocky. Usually, guys as cocky as you don't live long," Zhao Yan said, puffing on his cigarette.
Xu Mu walked over with Lu Xueyao and stopped in front of Zhao Yan.
Although Zhao Yan was holding a cigarette, his body involuntarily took a step back. The aura of this man in front of him was definitely not that of an ordinary person.
"Go behind her and grab her," Xu Mu looked at Zhao Yan and pointed at Zhang Nan.
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Yan frowned and asked.
"Three seconds later, if you don't do as I say, I'll break one of your arms," Xu Mu said calmly.
Zhao Yan didn't even dare to meet Xu Mu's eyes. He didn't know why, but he was sure that Xu Mu wasn't lying.
"Brother Zhao..."
"Sorry!"
Zhao Yan immediately went behind Zhang Nan and grabbed her arms from behind.
"Zhao Yan! I'm Brother Hu's woman. How dare you do this to me?"
Zhang Nan struggled desperately, but as a woman, how could she break free from the grip of this strong man.
"Xueyao, hit her. Let out all the grievances you've suffered over the years," Xu Mu looked at Lu Xueyao. "If anything happens, I'll take the responsibility."
Lu Xueyao looked up at Xu Mu, and her affection points for him were still rising.
She nodded and walked up to Zhang Nan.
"Lu Xueyao! If you dare to lay a finger on me, I..."
Slap!
Before Zhang Nan could finish her sentence, Lu Xueyao's palm landed on her face.
"You cursed at me!"
"You cursed at my grandma!"
"You beat me!"
"You bullied my grandma!"
"You insulted me! You stole my money!"
...
For every word Lu Xueyao said, she slapped Zhang Nan once.
As she was hitting, she also shed tears. Over the years, she didn't know how many grievances she had endured.
As for the other women, they were so scared that they were about to run away.
"Did I say you could leave?"
Xu Mu shouted coldly from behind. "If anyone of you takes another step, not only you, but I'll also pay a visit to your families sometime!"
Hearing this, those women felt as if their legs were filled with lead and didn't dare to move a single step.
This was exactly what Xu Mu wanted. To deal with these villains, you had to be more ruthless than them.
The way these people thought was different from normal people. If you backed down and reasoned with them, they would only think you were easy to bully.
Only by using violence to counter violence could you completely put an end to this.
"Brother Xu Mu, that's enough. Let them go," Lu Xueyao wiped her tears with her sleeve and walked up to Xu Mu and said.
"Lu Xueyao, just you wait! I'll have Brother Hu kill your whole family!"
Zhang Nan's face was already swollen like a pig's head, but she still refused to give in.
"Did you see? How can we let them go? I said I'd help you, and I'll definitely see it through," Xu Mu said with a smile. Then he looked at Zhao Yan. "Let her go."
After Zhao Yan let go, Zhang Nan slumped to the ground uncontrollably.
"Get up! Take me to see your Brother Hu," Xu Mu said calmly.
Hearing this, Zhao Yan was shocked. Just now, he was about to say that Brother Hu was not an ordinary person.
Unexpectedly, this young man dared to go there on his own initiative. Was he looking for death?
"Fine! You're not afraid of death, right? Come with me!"
Hearing this, Zhang Nan got up from the ground again and walked outside.
Xu Mu smiled at Lu Xueyao. "Don't worry. I'll handle everything."
"Okay," Lu Xueyao nodded heavily. With Xu Mu around, she felt extremely at ease.
Zhao Yan was also very curious. Although he wasn't one of Brother Hu's men, he had a decent relationship with him.
He decided to go along and have a look.
After all, Zhang Nan was Brother Hu's woman, and he had also offended her just now. He needed to go and apologize.
As Xu Mu followed them, he checked his justice points.
Unexpectedly, in just a short while, Lu Xueyao had contributed more than eighty affection points to him.
She was at the eighth level of Heavenly Mandate, which meant she had a righteousness value of six or seven hundred.
He felt that perhaps he could gather a thousand points in just this short while for a ten - draw.
...
Brother Hu's Billiard Hall.
There were several rugged off - road vehicles parked in front, including a Land Rover Range Rover and a Toyota Prado.
"Brother Hu is inside. You wanted to see him, right? Follow me!"
Zhang Nan turned back and glared at Xu Mu.
Xu Mu took out his phone, sent a message to Wang Biao, and then walked in with a smile.
Actually, he could easily take care of all these people on his own.
But sometimes, influence was quite important. To prevent them from bothering Lu Xueyao in the future,
Xu Mu decided to handle it thoroughly.
When they arrived at the billiard hall, it had two floors in total.
The first floor was filled with billiard tables, about a dozen of them.
Apart from billiards, there were also some slot machines.
As for the second floor, even without going up, just by listening to the sounds, he knew what it was.
It was a place for card - playing and gambling.
"You little brat..."
Slap!
Zhang Nan pointed at Xu Mu and hadn't even finished speaking when Xu Mu slapped him again.
"Speak properly. Do you believe I'll cut out your tongue?"
Xu Mu pulled Lu Xueyao and sat down on the sofa beside them. "Tell your Brother Hu to come and see me!"
"Brother Hu! Brother Hu..."
With tears streaming down his face, Zhang Nan walked towards the second floor.
In just about a minute, dozens of people came downstairs.
The middle - aged man leading them had a crew cut, a scar on his left cheek, and was wearing a vest with a tiger tattoo on his arm.
Zhang Nan grabbed the middle - aged man's arm and pointed at Xu Mu, sobbing, "Brother Hu! It's him!"
Huang Hu was holding a cigarette between his lips, squinting at Xu Mu. "Kid, you're really arrogant."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two or three dozen people around all surrounded them.
They completely encircled Xu Mu's side.
Huang Hu's hand stroked the lip stud on Zhang Nan's face and he said softly, "Do you know how good this feels? How are you going to compensate me for breaking it?"
"Compensate you? Who do you think you are?"
Xu Mu crossed his legs. "I'm here to get my money back. Since this woman is your subordinate, return the money she snatched from my sister before, with interest, all of it."
"Damn it! Did you guys hear that?"
Huang Hu couldn't help bursting into laughter.
All the onlookers around also laughed out loud.
Where did this idiot come from? He was just asking for trouble here.

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.”

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, 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?"

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?"