To disguise her identity, Bai Wanyi pulled out a black mask and wore it on her face.
Tang Yu looked left and right, up and down, and somehow felt that she resembled a certain sister.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Noticing Tang Yu's gaze, Bai Wanyi asked.
"Nothing."
Tang Yu chuckled.
When they reached the second basement floor, before the elevator doors even opened, Bai Wanyi had already taken the initiative to hold Tang Yu's hand.
They walked out, posing as a couple, and saw a billiard room and several burly men.
One of the brawny men with a broad back and a big belly came up to Tang Yu and asked with a smile, "Here to play billiards?"
"A friend recommended this place," Tang Yu replied.
"Alright, you know the rules, right?" The burly man extended his hand.
Tang Yu took out his phone, turned it off and handed it over.
The burly guy looked at Bai Wanyi, who also handed over her phone following Tang Yu's example.
After surrendering their phones, the two went through a security checkpoint.
Then someone led them through a hidden door into the casino.
As they entered the casino, a somewhat pungent smell of smoke made Bai Wanyi couldn't help but cough a couple of times.
There were more than twenty tables set up in the casino.
Each table was crowded with gamblers, all playing various games.
In addition to this, there were plenty of slot machines and fishing games, all surrounded by people.
The noise and shouting made the place more lively than a bar.
Scantily clad waitresses bustled about, providing various services to the gamblers who were betting heavily.
"Let's go convert some chips first."
Tang Yu took Bai Wanyi to exchange for two hundred thousand chips and split half with her.
Bai Wanyi, however, was not interested in playing.
Seeing the circle of gamblers here, she couldn't help but furrow her brow.
How many families must be ruined by the end of the day?
Just as the two were wandering around the casino,
A few cameras in the casino were quietly focusing on Bai Wanyi.
In the surveillance room on the first basement floor, Lu Junzhuo stood arrogantly, staring at the screen.
The screen showed Bai Wanyi and Tang Yu wandering around the casino.
Seeing that Tang Yu really came.
A glint of delight flashed in Lu Junzhuo's eyes.
Since this idiot has taken the bait, it's going to be a big harvest today.
He planned on killing Tang Yu and then swoop in to save Bai Wanyi, earning some favourability points!
"Why don't we start now, Mr. Lu?"
Zhu Shaohui asked with a smile on his face. He told them he already knew about their plans for tonight.
"We can start, but don't hurt her. Just kill the waste beside her," Lu Junzhuo ordered.
Seeing that everything was ready, Zhu Shaohui waved his hand. His cohorts promptly sprang into action.
After wandering around the casino for a while, Bai Wanyi had gathered enough information.
She grabbed Tang Yu's arm and asked, "Shall we leave now?"
"Let's go," answered Tang Yu, his brows furrowed, wondering if the situation was getting out of control again.
A gang of people was already barreling toward them with palpable aggression.
There were more than thirty of them, all armed.
"It's them." The one who was leading the group pointed at Tang Yu and Bai Wanyi and shouted.
Everyone in the casino stopped what they were doing and turned to look at them.
What on earth was happening?
"Run!"
Tang Yu pulled Bai Wanyi and bolted as soon as he saw the mob.
Since they were in an underground casino, the only way out was via elevator.
If they ran toward the elevator, they'd be sitting ducks.
Also, staying meant facing the attackers in an open space where they could take advantage of their superior numbers.
So, Tang Yu hurriedly led Bai Wanyi into the bathroom.
"Quick, get backup. I'll hold them off!" Tang Yu knew Bai Wanyi's wristwatch had an emergency contact function.
According to the original story, Bai Wanyi would get caught before she even had a chance to use her watch.
Bai Wanyi nodded quickly, pressed a few buttons on her watch, and activated the emergency contact feature.
Her father had specially made this for her fearing she might face danger during her missions.
Once activated, help would arrive within a maximum of fifteen minutes.
Tang Yu picked up a hammer lying on the sink to use as a weapon.
Being a defensive powerhouse but miserably weak in attack, he had to rely on a heavy object as a defense.
Just as he was ready with his weapon, the mob was closing in.
Leading the pack was a long-haired teenager wielding a machete.
They had received the communication - the man could be killed, but the woman must not be hurt.
Upon Tang Yu's attempt to block him at the door, the young man let out a ferocious shout and hacked down at Tang Yu's shoulder with his machete.
The machete came down only to bounce off Tang Yu as if hitting a rock.
"You dare to hit me..." Tang Yu retorted, turning and slamming the hammer he held onto the young man’s head. Blood splattered all over.
After receiving the hammer hit to the head...
The young man dropped his machete as he screeched in pain, quite like a minion losing his equipment.
"Are you alright?" Bai Wanyi, having completed her emergency contact, shouted at Tang Yu.
"I'm fine," Tang Yu reassured her with a shake of his head.
Quickly, Bai Wanyi picked up the dropped machete and stood alongside Tang Yu, ready to battle.
The sight of her charging scared away the impending attackers to some extent.
Indeed, their boss had instructed them not to harm the woman.
"Two of you restrain this woman, the rest, kill the guy," one of the smarter punks commanded.
Immediately, two steel-pipe-wielding men dashed at Bai Wanyi, intending to immobilize her first.
The rest swarmed towards Tang Yu in a vicious attack.
And then, they discovered…
This man was like an immovable rock.
He was entirely unaffected, whether struck by a machete or a metal pipe.
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.”
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."
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.
