According to the investigation materials provided by the middle-aged military officer earlier, Su Muqiu took her surname after giving birth to a daughter.
Her surname was Su, so the girl was named Su Xiaomeng!
That meant the little girl who was surrounded and bullied by those boys but unable to escape, and was crying in distress, was General Xiao Zhan's beloved daughter that he had been thinking about day and night!
Boom!
It was as if a muffled thunder exploded within him, and the unrestrained dark energy was released, with Xiao Zhan at the center. Within a radius of ten meters, the garbage on the ground flew without wind, the floorboards under his feet creaked, cracks appeared on the glass door of the hotel, and the two welcoming ladies standing at the door of the hotel had drastic changes in their facial expressions, feeling chilled to the bone and tingling scalps...
Just now outside the prison door, even when facing the siege of dozens of burly men, Xiao Zhan could remain calm and composed, without releasing his dark energy.
But now, he couldn't!
With a move of his footsteps, his entire person instantly turned into a blur, disappearing from the spot, traversing tens of meters in the blink of an eye.
"You are the bastards!"
"I have a dad, I have a dad. Mom said my dad is a super invincible hero who went to a very very faraway place, but he will come back one day and drive all you bad guys away!"
Xiao Zhan appeared silently behind those boys and heard Su Xiaomeng's stubborn voice.
Su Xiaomeng was squatting on the ground.
Tears had blurred her face, but she didn't reach out to wipe them. Holding her proud little chin high, her gaze and tone were equally determined, as if in her heart, she had really regarded that unseen dad as a super invincible hero.
She believed it without a doubt and was proud of it.
"Ptooey!"
The boys stopped and one of them looked at Su Xiaomeng contemptuously and spat at her, rolling his eyes, "Only a silly fool like you would believe this kind of nonsense that deceives little kids!"
The other boys seemed to take this boy as their leader. Hearing him speak, they echoed in succession.
"That's right! My mom even said you were a bonus from phone credits!"
"Your dad must be dead long ago."
"A super invincible hero? Do you really think your dad is Ultraman who fights monsters?"
"Hahahaha..."
The seven or eight boys ridiculed her one after another.
"Stop wasting time, take off your pants and let me pee on you!"
The boy who led them suddenly pulled down his pants, smugly saying, "You said you have a dad, didn't you? You said your dad was a super invincible hero, right? Go on, shout loudly and see if he dares to respond!"
"If it really doesn't work, I'll agree to be your dad, how about that?"
"I'll do it too!"
Amidst the laughter, the seven or eight boys rushed to take off their pants.
However, when they had just taken off halfway, suddenly an intense bone-chilling chill came from behind them, as if in an instant, it had changed from a hot summer day to a cold winter. Everyone's body shuddered involuntarily.
Except for Su Xiaomeng trapped in the middle.
Of course Xiao Zhan could freely control his dark energy without harming his beloved daughter.
"So cold!"
"What's going on?"
In shock, everyone pulled up their half-taken-off pants and turned to look at Xiao Zhan, who had appeared suddenly behind them.
Xiao Zhan was 185 cm tall with a robust physique and muscular body. His gaze was as cold as a blade. Standing there, he was like a ferocious beast!
"Waah!"
How could a group of kids under ten years old withstand such a cold gaze from Xiao Zhan? With just one look, without Xiao Zhan saying anything, two boys were immediately scared to tears, and three others wanted to run away but fell splat on the ground instead.
"You, you you..."
The boy who led them secretly swallowed, shrank his neck, and steeled himself to ask, "Mister, who are you? Are you a reinforcement called by this little wild species?"
Slap!
Before his voice fell, a row of red finger marks appeared on the boy's cheek.
"You dare hit me?"
The boy covered his face with his hand, angrily said, "Do you know who I am? Do you know who my dad is?"
Slap!
Another slap.
Red finger marks also emerged on the other cheek.
"You!"
The boy covered his face with both hands and looked at Xiao Zhan with fear in his eyes. He opened his mouth but swallowed back what he was about to say, not daring to be arrogant in front of Xiao Zhan anymore.
Tears streamed down his face...
Originally, Xiao Zhan didn't want to hit the kids.
But this boy who led them was different. With one look, Xiao Zhan recognized that he was Su Wenchao's son. His photo and personal information were in the materials provided by the middle-aged military officer.
Su Mang, nine years old.
Speaking of which, Su Xiaomeng was his cousin. He should call her cousin, but he didn't act like a cousin at all. Not only did he not take care of Su Xiaomeng, he even brought a group of buddies to unscrupulously bully her.
He even wanted to openly urinate on Su Xiaomeng?
He deserved to be hit!
If not for him being just a nine year old kid, with Xiao Zhan's anger, a slap could have directly slapped him to death.
"From now on, no one is allowed to bully Su Xiaomeng, do you hear me?"
Xiao Zhan looked around, his voice sharp.
Those boys looked at each other speechlessly, like cicadas in winter. One timid boy was even scared into peeing himself.
"If you need to pee, don't waste it. Weren't you guys trying to pee on someone? Fine, hold him down and piss on him to your heart's content. Whoever pees the most and the most accurately, this 100 yuan is yours..."
Xiao Zhan took out 100 yuan and casually pointed at Su Mang, who was wiping away tears.
"Whoever dares not to pee is his accomplice. Don't blame me for being ruthless!" Seeing no one responding, Xiao Zhan added.
"I'll do it!"
Whether out of greed for money or fear of Xiao Zhan, one chubby boy gritted his teeth and bravely stepped forward, walking towards Su Mang in big strides.
"I'll do it too!"
"I want to pee too..."
With someone taking the lead, the other boys rushed up. In an instant, they surrounded Su Mang, whose face instantly turned green. He turned to escape but how could he get away?
In a minute he was held down by the group of boys, falling into the same predicament as Su Xiaomeng earlier.
Those who humiliate others will surely be humiliated in return!
Xiao Zhan casually threw the 100 yuan into the crowd, walked over to Su Xiaomeng in a few steps, and hugged the shocked Su Xiaomeng in his arms. His originally cold face immediately warmed like a spring breeze, and he asked with concern, "Xiaomeng, are you okay?"
"Uncle, do you know me? How do you know my name?"
Su Xiaomeng was very well-behaved and did not struggle. She just looked at Xiao Zhan with a puzzled expression, blinking her eyes.
Xiao Zhan smiled and said, "I know your dad."
"Really?!"
Su Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, first showing joy, then pouting her lips and grunting, "You're lying! Mom said Dad went to a very, very faraway place, you couldn't possibly know him. I'm not a three-year-old kid to fall for your trick."
"Then how old are you?"
"I'm already four years old, not that easy to fool."
Su Xiaomeng held her chin high, looking proud and petulant.
"A four-year-old kid is really smart."
Xiao Zhan reached out and nudged her little nose, feeling warm in his heart. He smiled and said, "Shall I take you to find your mom?"
"Okay, okay!"
Su Xiaomeng nodded, then asked again, "Grandma didn't let me in. I heard cousin say there's a big bad guy who wants to be my dad. Uncle, you're so powerful, you can help me beat those little bad guys, can you also help me beat the big bad guy later?"
"......"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhan's face darkened. Holding Su Xiaomeng, he turned and walked into the Grand Imperial Hotel, thinking that except for your dad, I can beat anyone for you!
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?"
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."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
