Gu Chenan's punch was fast, but he had deliberately held back his strength.
If he had used his full power against these ordinary people, Li Lin's family would be hosting a funeral tomorrow.
However, even with Gu Chenan holding back, the power of his punch was still formidable.
Li Lin, a muscular man standing at 1.8 meters tall, was sent flying backward like a rag doll, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Because Gu Chenan had pulled his punch, the blow didn't knock Li Lin unconscious, but the pain from his back and cheeks caused him to let out a long howl of agony.
The others were completely stunned.
From their perspective, they couldn't even see what Gu Chenan had done - he seemed to vanish from his spot and appear in front of Li Lin in the next instant, before Li Lin went flying.
Gu Chenan lightly dusted off his hands and called out to Li Lin in the distance: "I'm very clear about my situation, but it seems you're not clear about yours."
"It's not about how I should deal with you, but how you should deal with me!"
As he spoke, Gu Chenan gave a contemptuous smile, scanning the shocked thugs before him.
"Did you really think I hadn't noticed you following me? I specifically chose this road - it's deserted here. Even if I cripple you all, nobody would know."
What?!
Hearing this, the group was shocked again.
Was Gu Chenan saying he knew they were following him all along?
Not only did he not speed away, but he actually slowed down in this location - it was clearly a trap to let them catch up!
But even so, who could have imagined Gu Chenan would be so skilled in combat?
In Li Lin and his men's view, Gu Chenan couldn't possibly handle so many of them at once, so even if he deliberately slowed down, how could they not take advantage?
"Gu... Gu Chenan!"
From behind the crowd, Li Lin struggled to his feet with blood trickling from his mouth and his face covered in dirt, stumbling toward Gu Chenan.
"You dare to strike me? Even with your skills, you can't possibly handle all of us!"
Li Lin wiped the blood from his mouth and was about to command the others to surround Gu Chenan when he heard Gu Chenan chuckle, "Is that so?"
In an instant, Gu Chenan took a step that kicked up dust, and his figure vanished.
"Ah!"
The next second, one man was sent flying by Gu Chenan's kick.
Everyone turned toward the sound, but before they could even register their surprise-
"Ah!"
Another man cried out in pain, falling to the ground with blood flowing from his nose and mouth.
"This... this." The men around Li Lin were completely panicked.
They had never seen anything like this before. Gu Chenan was like a fierce predator hiding in dense forest, while they were helpless travelers who had wandered into his domain.
Forget fighting back - they couldn't even see his movements.
Within a minute, five or six men were down, leaving only Li Lin trembling in fear as he looked around the dim surroundings like a frightened lamb.
At this point, Gu Chenan finally stopped, appearing in front of the Mercedes as if he had never left.
"Worthless trash," Gu Chenan dusted off his hands and looked at Li Lin. "Anything else?"
Li Lin froze, shaking his head like a rattle drum: "No... nothing."
Gu Chenan waved his hand impatiently: "If there's nothing else, move your car and get lost."
Hearing this, Li Lin immediately nodded, not daring to say a word or even check on his fallen men, hurriedly walking toward the van to move it.
Gu Chenan gave Li Lin an exasperated look.
Damn it, he had planned to go home after having barbecue to massage Qianmo's feet, but these guys had to show up and waste his time?
If they hadn't followed him, he would already be at home worshipping Qianmo's jade feet by now.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became!
"Wait, get out first."
Gu Chenan suddenly spoke.
Li Lin was startled. He had planned to escape quickly in the car, but remembering Gu Chenan's speed, he could only turn off the engine and get out.
"Mr. Gu, do you need something else?"
Gu Chenan took out his phone and waved it: "Do me a favor."
"Please tell me."
Gu Chenan pointed to an empty space nearby: "Kneel there, I'm going to take a video."
"This..." Li Lin hesitated, frowning as he asked, "Mr. Gu, what are you planning to do?"
"Hmm? You don't want to?" Gu Chenan raised an eyebrow.
"No, I just wanted to understand clearly." Li Lin quickly shook his head.
He truly didn't dare to refuse directly. As Gu Chenan had said, there was nobody around - even if Gu Chenan beat him half to death, no one would know.
Kneeling was one thing - with all his men unconscious, no one would know if he secretly knelt to Gu Chenan. But being recorded on video was impossible!
After all, Li Lin had some reputation in Shanghai's underground world. How could he kneel to someone else?
If he really knelt, how could he show his face in the future?
"When I tell you to kneel, just kneel. Why so many questions?" Gu Chenan said impatiently.
Li Lin lowered his head and thought for a moment before looking up: "Gu Chenan, you want to record this to humiliate me, right?"
He continued viciously: "Let me tell you, it's impossible. I, Li Lin, am somebody. A man may be killed but must not be humili-"
"Smack!"
Before Li Lin could finish, Gu Chenan rushed forward and gave him a mighty slap, leaving him dazed.
What the hell? We were just talking, why suddenly rush up and slap me?
"Will you kneel or not?" Gu Chenan asked.
Li Lin gritted his teeth: "No!"
"Alright, you won't kneel?"
Gu Chenan nodded, put his phone back in his pocket, loosened up his muscles, and proceeded to give Li Lin a thorough beating.
After finishing, Gu Chenan asked again: "Will you kneel now?"
With a black eye and swollen face, Li Lin firmly shook his head: "No!"
"You son of a-!"
Gu Chenan swung his arms and gave him another beating.
"Will you kneel?"
With blood flowing from his nose and mouth, face completely swollen, Li Lin shook his head: "N-no!"
"Impressive, you're quite the tough guy." Gu Chenan praised.
Hearing these words, Li Lin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that following normal logic, he should be allowed to leave now?
But Gu Chenan didn't follow normal logic. He cracked his knuckles, making popping sounds, and proceeded to beat Li Lin again.
This beating lasted for over ten minutes. Even with Gu Chenan holding back, Li Lin's face was so swollen it looked like a pig's head - even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.
"Will you kneel or not?" Gu Chenan grabbed Li Lin's collar and lifted him up, issuing his final ultimatum.
Li Lin gave in. He realized that Gu Chenan was determined to make him kneel, and if he refused again, he might be beaten to death.
Finally, he weakly nodded: "I'll kneel, okay?"
"Then hurry up and kneel properly."
Gu Chenan let go and stepped back, taking out his phone while cursing: "Damn it, couldn't you have just knelt earlier? Why did I have to beat you several times before you'd agree? You're crazy."
With his face bruised and swollen beyond recognition, Li Lin finally knelt down. Gu Chenan started recording, capturing footage of the five or six men lying on the ground and Li Lin kneeling.
While recording, he used various sarcastic remarks to mock Liu Dong and Liu Wan.
As soon as he finished recording, he immediately sent the video to the class group chat and tagged Song Xiaoli: "Is this the kind of people your Manager Liu hired?"
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?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.
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.”
