Got Beaten Up Again, Damn It

Deng Hei and the other three finally stopped their assault, their faces filled with shock as they shouted,

"We deserve death, we thought it was Tang Yu coming down."

Lu Junzhuo was almost driven mad with anger.

He had indeed arranged for the four of them to ambush Tang Yu here.

But who could have predicted such a drastic turn of events?

Tang Yu and Wang Yixue weren’t poisoned, but he was the one who ended up falling for the trap!

After being caught in the trap, to frame Tang Yu, he even put on a mask disguised as Tang Yu!

It would have been better if he hadn’t worn it, because as soon as he did, he was attacked by his own men.

He felt like a complete fool.

"Damn it!"

Lu Junzhuo pointed at the members of the Death Squad, his finger trembling, but he eventually suppressed his anger and said,

"It’s not your fault. There was just a small hiccup in the plan. You... are very loyal."

After all, they were just faithfully carrying out his orders.

It wouldn’t be appropriate to punish them for this!

"It’s our duty," the four of them said in unison, kneeling on the ground.

"I’m feeling a bit unwell and need to leave for a while. You stay at the hotel and see if you can find an opportunity to poison Tang Yu and the others. Let me know if you succeed."

Even now, Lu Junzhuo refused to give up.

After instructing the four to stay at the hotel and look for an opportunity,

he dashed out of the hotel, desperate to find a place to take a proper shower.

The greasy smell on him was unbearable.

As soon as he ran out of the hotel’s back door, two figures suddenly rushed out from the roadside.

By the time he reacted, the two had already landed blows on him, one with a punch and the other with a kick.

They were the two ancient martial arts bodyguards following Wang Yixue.

These two were quite formidable, both at the peak of the Yellow Realm!

They had been lying in wait for a long time, and taking advantage of Lu Junzhuo’s disoriented state, they launched a sneak attack and continued to press their advantage.

Being repeatedly attacked, Lu Junzhuo was seething with rage, on the verge of losing his mind.

He, a peak Mystic Realm expert!

A prodigy even within the Dragon Soul Organization!

Compared to him, even Ye Chen paled in comparison.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation, being bullied by two trash who hadn’t even reached the Mystic Realm?

Under normal circumstances, he could have crushed them with one hand!

But his current condition was just too poor.

The injuries from last time hadn’t healed, and today he had suffered a severe loss of vitality, having been on the move for three hours without rest, and then taking a beating from the Death Squad.

At this moment, his limbs felt as weak as noodles.

Facing the joint assault of two peak Yellow Realm fighters, he could only watch helplessly as they gained the upper hand.

To make matters worse, these two were ruthless, clearly intent on killing him.

After sustaining several injuries, Lu Junzhuo spat out another mouthful of blood.

Feeling his condition growing increasingly dire,

he finally couldn’t hold on any longer and decided to swallow his pride.

Taking a deep breath, he roared, "Help!"

This was, after all, a high-end hotel, and there were plenty of security personnel around.

As soon as he shouted for help, a patrolling security guard quickly arrived.

"What’s going on here? Who told you to fight here? If you want to fight, go to the dance studio!" a security guard shouted.

Seeing the security guards arrive, the two ancient martial arts bodyguards from the Huang family were somewhat frustrated.

With so many people around, they really couldn’t continue trying to kill this man.

The two had no choice but to abandon their assault and quickly retreat.

After they left, Lu Junzhuo slumped to the ground, his face filled with humiliation.

Lu Junzhuo, reduced to calling for help after being beaten by two Yellow Realm martial artists!

He had only been back in China for a short while,

and he had already been beaten three times!

"Are you okay? Do you want us to call the police?" one of the security guards asked with concern.

"Get lost! Don’t meddle in my affairs. If you dare spread word of today’s events, don’t blame me for being ruthless," Lu Junzhuo glared at the security guards and threatened viciously.

If this got out, how could he ever show his face in the Dragon Soul Organization again?

The security guards’ faces instantly darkened, and they turned away cursing under their breath.

If they had known he was such an idiot, they wouldn’t have bothered coming over!

After the security guards left, Lu Junzhuo hurriedly drove to the hospital.

With his injuries, it would take quite some time for him to fully recover.

...

Back in his hotel room, Tang Yu sat on the sofa and muttered in his heart,

"Damn system, where’s my reward?"

"Ding, reward: improved physique and a significant boost to the weak host’s strength," the system’s cold voice rang out.

As soon as the system’s voice faded, Tang Yu immediately felt the changes in his body.

A black, sticky, and foul-smelling liquid began oozing out of his pores.

"Ugh, which author came up with this bone-marrow cleansing trope?"

The smell was so revolting that even Tang Yu himself felt a bit nauseated.

It was like being thrown into a cesspool for a freestyle swim.

He rushed to the bathroom to take a shower.

The suite’s bathroom even had an indoor hot spring pool.

After washing off the filth, Tang Yu relaxed comfortably in the pool.

According to the system,

after this round of bone-marrow cleansing, his physique had become top-tier for martial arts training.

Moreover, his strength had directly risen to the Yellow Realm, instantly transforming him from an ordinary person into an ancient martial artist.

Although this level of strength was still a bit low, and he couldn’t yet slap someone like Ye Chen to death with one strike,

it significantly raised the ceiling for Tang Yu’s ability to bully the weak and fear the strong.

From now on, if he ran into any idiots who didn’t know their place,

he could just knock them out with one punch!

"This damn system finally gave me something good, but something feels off," Tang Yu rubbed his chin and pondered.

He hadn’t really gone all out against Lu Junzhuo today, so where did this high-level reward come from?

Just then, his phone, which was placed nearby, rang.

Tang Yu picked it up and glanced at it.

It was a message from the Death Squad.

They reported the situation to Tang Yu.

Upon learning that the four of them had beaten up Lu Junzhuo,

Tang Yu was dumbfounded.

What the hell? Pretending to be him just to get beaten up?

As expected, traitors always put in their best effort when it comes to work.

To show his gratitude for their help in boosting his system rewards,

Tang Yu gifted each of them a membership card to a high-end club.

Each card was loaded with a million, enough for them to enjoy themselves for a year.

Moreover, the club was a nationwide chain, so they could use it wherever they went.

The four of them were overjoyed when they received the membership cards.

Club people, club souls, club members are the elite of society!

They then collectively left the hotel to go have fun.

As for Lu Junzhuo’s orders? Sorry, they were just following Tang Yu’s tasks.

After finishing his communication with the Death Squad,

Tang Yu relaxed in the hot spring for a while longer before preparing to go to bed.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Tang Yu, open up. I need to talk to you," Wang Yixue’s voice came from outside.

"Looking for me?" Tang Yu felt a bit strange. What could she want at this hour?

He quickly went to open the door.

Wang Yixue, who was waiting outside, looked somewhat miserable.

She walked in, clutching her stomach, and immediately lay down on Tang Yu’s bed, saying,

"Tang Yu, my stomach hurts."

"Are you here to take a dump?"

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