"Wenren Yage, you're just in time. Help me deal with this bastard."
At this moment, he couldn't care less about his dignity and quickly sought help from Wenren Yage.
Given her affection for him, she would surely punch out hard and team up with him to deal with Tang Yu.
"Okay."
Wenren Yage, with a fierce expression, rushed to his side, and with a punch she had been preparing for a long time, she struck with full force.
This punch landed squarely on the back of the unprepared Lu Junzhuo.
Taken by surprise, Lu Junzhuo was sent flying with a single punch.
Seeing this opportunity, Tang Yu rushed forward and kicked Lu Junzhuo, sending him flying back again.
He was like a ball, hit twice in a row, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell heavily to the ground.
After picking himself up from the ground, he looked at Wenren Yage with a mix of shock and anger.
"Why?"
He shouted angrily.
A woman who clearly liked him, why did she betray him?
"Because you deserve to die. Don't think I don't know about your plot to kill my father."
Wenren Yage shouted back, her face full of murderous intent as she charged towards Lu Junzhuo again.
[Damn, she found out?][Not bad, I like smart people like her.]
Hearing Wenren Yage's words, Tang Yu felt a surge of joy.
Just a moment ago, he was genuinely worried that she might join forces with Lu Junzhuo to beat him up.
Seeing her attack, Tang Yu decisively followed suit and started fighting.
At this moment, Lu Junzhuo's heart was filled with overwhelming hatred.
Battered by the two of them, his already poor condition quickly deteriorated.
Within a few minutes, he had already suffered multiple injuries.
What was even more infuriating was that Tang Yu was absolutely despicable.
He specifically targeted his groin.
Feeling the severity of his internal injuries worsening, Lu Junzhuo was truly panicking.
He hadn't brought anyone with him today.
His team, the Death Squad, had been sent on a mission to investigate something. The four of them had reportedly infiltrated a high-end club, but he had no idea how things were going.
In this situation where help was out of reach, with both internal and external injuries plus poisoning,
He deeply felt the approach of death beckoning him.
Why had things been so unfavorable since he returned to China?
If he had known this would happen, he should have requested some high-level experts from the organization to assist.
Just as he was filled with intense resentment,
A large truck was approaching from the road behind.
Seeing this truck, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Opportunity!
He deliberately exposed a weakness.
When both Tang Yu and Wenren Yage's punches landed, he used the impact to fly backwards.
He landed right on the edge of the road.
At the same time, the big truck passed by him.
Enduring the pain, he leaped up, grabbing the speeding truck and riding away on this lifesaving "hitchhike".
"Two fools, this is my escape route. Didn't expect that, did you?"
After hitching a ride, he looked at Tang Yu and Wenren Yage, shouting arrogantly.
Even in such a desperate situation, what could they do to stop him from leaving?
When he recovers next time, the Wenren family will still have to kneel before him.
As for Tang Yu, after a brief exchange, he had confirmed that this man only had a cultivation of Mystic Realm initial stage or (roughly translated as beginner's level in Mystic Realm).
The next time they meet will be his death sentence!
Seeing the rapidly disappearing truck, Wenren Yage hurriedly got into her car to chase after it.
"It's too late, let it go."
Tang Yu shook his head; the other party definitely wouldn't be dumb enough to continue hanging on the truck. Most likely, he would choose a spot to jump off and hide.
"Let him go just like that?"
Wenren Yage looked dissatisfied.
Just a little more, and she could have avenged herself on this scoundrel!
"There will always be opportunities. You already know about your father's affairs, right?"
Tang Yu asked.
"Yes, thank you again, Tang Yu, for the reminder. The Wenren family will never forget this favor."
Wenren Yage bowed deeply to Tang Yu.
If not for Tang Yu, her family would have been doomed by Lu Junzhuo.
If not for Tang Yu, she wouldn't have been able to avenge herself so soon.
Although, Lu Junzhuo did escape.
"It's nothing. I'll continue to have people look into Lu Junzhuo's whereabouts. If there's a chance, we'll deal with him together."
Tang Yu smiled.
Such a good opportunity, he had to rope in the Wenren family to help.
"Of course. Then I'll head home first and have someone look into Lu Junzhuo's movements."
Wenren Yage's mind was now filled with thoughts of finishing the job. Letting Lu Junzhuo go like this left her dissatisfied!
"Be careful. This guy is very cunning and can disguise himself."
Tang Yu reminded her.
After taking a few steps, Wenren Ya Ge turned back to look at Tang Yu.
"Tang Yu, are you free now? Would you mind coming to my house?"
"Your house?"
Tang Yu was puzzled.
"Yes, my father already knows about this and wants to apologize to you in person."
Wenren Yage said with a wry smile.
She had been so angry today that she almost forgot to bring Tang Yu along.
Previously, she had overheard Tang Yu in his mind saying he had a way to cure her father's legs.
If that's the case, might as well let him take a look, right?
"Sure."
Tang Yu nodded, and the two of them drove towards the Wenren family residence.
......
After hitching a ride on the truck for a while,
Seeing that Tang Yu and Wenren Yage weren't following, Lu Junzhuo had no intention of getting off and hiding.
"Fools."
Lu Junzhuo sneered, giving a two-word evaluation.
If it were him, he would have done everything possible to eliminate the threat completely.
Letting him escape would be the most regrettable thing they'd ever do!
However, his current condition was disastrous.
Due to internal injuries causing blood and qi to surge inside him, the speed at which his condition worsened increased.
If not for the antidote he had taken and the special nature of his cultivation technique,
He would have already been buried.
When the truck drove to a park nearby and stopped at a red light,
He was truly at his limit.
Taking advantage of the red light, he jumped off the truck and staggered into the park.
This park was relatively secluded, and staying here for a while would be safer.
At this point, going to places like hotels or hospitals was more likely to lead him into a trap.
He made it to the innermost part of the park, where there was a bench, and he was at his breaking point.
Then he took out his phone, sent a message and his location to the Death Squad, asking them to come pick him up.
After sending the message, he collapsed onto the bench and fainted.
At this moment, the four members of the Death Squad were enjoying themselves at the club.
After receiving the message, Deng Hei looked at his phone and frowned deeply.
"Boss, Lu Junzhuo sent a message."
The other three echoed in unison.
"Ignore it, pretend we didn't see it."
Deng Hei threw his phone aside and patted the thigh of the masseuse next to him, saying, "Little Li, how about having seafood tonight?"
After Lu Junzhuo fainted on the park bench, he caught the attention of two men with shifty eyes.
"Brother, look, that guy seems drunk."
One of them, a short, skinny young man, pointed at Lu Junzhuo and whispered.
"Drunk and asleep in broad daylight, such people are societal scum, contributing nothing to society!"
The other man, with a thick beard, scolded solemnly.
Then he looked at his younger brother and lectured,
"So we can't follow in their footsteps. We need to change our old ways of slacking off and not working hard. We must rise again."
"From today onwards, we must improve our thieving skills, integrate classical and modern thieving techniques, and strive to grow stronger and create a brighter future."
"Of course, at this stage, our primary goal is still to make our heists successful, for example..."
The bearded man's gaze fell on Lu Junzhuo.
Soon, the two men had taken Lu Junzhuo's wallet, phone, and even a couple of unopened condoms.
These condoms were something Lu Junzhuo had bought in Mingzhu.
At the time, he thought that if Wang Yixue got pregnant, one box certainly wouldn't be enough, but in the end, they never came into use.
"Brother, today we really struck gold."
The short young man chuckled.
"We should be thankful for nature's bounty."
The bearded man grinned; this guy was quite generous – it's not easy to find someone carrying tens of thousands in cash these days.
With this money, they could go out and spend it!
Boost domestic economic circulation and contribute to society!
"So, shall we go?"
The short young man grinned.
"A true man keeps his word. We can't just take people's stuff without giving anything back."
The bearded man snorted, tearing open a box of condoms and saying, "A little kindness deserves a great return. Let's give our benefactor a few million first."
"Understood, you go first, brother."
"No, keep watch for me."
Thus, in his unconscious state, Lu Junzhuo vaguely felt a pain in his backside.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
