"Hui Lang, I need a large shipment, the latest and most powerful firepower."
"No problem, but the price might double."
"Why? Prices don't skyrocket like that. You're crazy about making money. Don't forget what happened before..."
Wang Gebi's voice was cold. Money wasn't an issue, but he wouldn't allow himself to be extorted, especially considering Hui Lang owed him his life.
Hui Lang hurried to explain, "It's not my fault. You guys offended the wrong people. At this time, even if it's not me, finding someone willing to sell you weapons is impossible. I'd pay you if you could."
Hearing Hui Lang's tone, Wang Gebi realized things were beyond his control. "Offended people? What happened?"
"Don't you know?"
"I've been laying low lately, haven't received any news."
Taking a deep breath, Hui Lang said, "Lan Ling, listen carefully and stay calm. The Shadow is gone."
"Gone? How is that possible?"
Wang Gebi couldn't believe it. The Shadow was the world's number one assassin organization.
"It's true. Now the assassin world is going crazy. Providing clues fetches ten million, proving someone is from the Shadow starts at a billion, not to mention those on the rankings. Even the attempts on their lives were thwarted. Don't show your face now, just find a safe place to hide."
Wang Gebi took a sharp breath, but soon he calmed down. "Forget about that. Let's talk about the arms deal. I agree to the price. Send them to Jiang City in Hua Country."
"So, you're hiding in Hua Country. It's indeed safer there. Okay, I'll contact you with the details."
After exchanging pleasantries, Hui Lang hung up. If it weren't for the life-saving favor from Lan Ling, he wouldn't risk his life doing this.
Money could be made anywhere, but if labeled with the Shadow's tag, one might not see tomorrow's sun.
With the arms deal settled, it was time to deal with personnel.
The Wang family had been involved in charity work for years, adopting many orphans and providing them with employment opportunities when they grew up. Many ended up working as bodyguards.
For Wang Gebi to build his own team, the best choice was to select from these people. After all, some things needed trusted individuals for proper management.
Most of the security company staff were ex-soldiers, trained in the military in their earlier years.
After leaving the military, they were recruited by the Wang family with generous salaries. Grateful to the Wang family, some of them turned down higher-paying offers, showing that these individuals were valuable assets in Wang Gebi's eyes.
Thirty-six strong young men were carefully selected, and Wang Gebi began training them in his own way.
Days flew by, and Wang Gebi received an unfamiliar call on his cellphone.
"The goods are here. Ten o'clock tonight, at Jiangwan Wharf."
The call came and went in haste, seeming to be just a notification. Before Wang Gebi could respond, the caller had already hung up.
Biyun Grand Hotel
Reception Dinner for Wang Gebi
To celebrate Wang Gebi's release from the hospital and prison, a double joyous occasion.
The four dandies of Jiangcheng specially gathered at the hotel.
To celebrate together.
"Come on, Wang Ge, we toast to you."
"Zhou Ge, cheers."
After three rounds of drinks and five flavors of dishes,
Several people finally began to discuss serious matters.
"Zhou Ge, what I did that day was wrong, I'll punish myself with three cups."
Wang Gebi filled his glass and drank three cups.
He mixes in Jiangcheng and inevitably has to deal with the Zhou family.
Now, with enemies still lurking in the shadows and Wang Gebi's foundation not yet stable, he can only first win over the Zhou family.
Once he's sorted out his own affairs, it will naturally be Zhou Luo's turn.
But before that, he absolutely cannot offend the Zhou family.
"Hey, good brother, look, your big brother isn't doing well, let bygones be bygones."
Zhou Luo said generously, but didn't touch his drink.
Just putting on a show.
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
Apologizing.
Wang Gebi's phone suddenly rang.
"Sorry, I need to take this call."
Wang Gebi glanced at the caller ID on his phone and couldn't help but frown.
It was his man sent to the Jiangwan Wharf.
Leaving the private room, Wang Gebi hurriedly answered the phone.
"Boss, it's bad, the cops found that batch of goods, they're searching everywhere."
The voice on the other end of the line sounded urgent.
"What? I see, try to gather towards the Biyun Grand Hotel on this side, I'll think of something."
With a turn of his mind, Wang Gebi came up with a brilliant idea.
"Big brother, sorry, just got a call."
Wang Gebi walked back in with a smile on his face.
"No worries, no worries."
Zhou Luo naturally knew what call Wang Gebi received.
He's the upstanding citizen who reported that batch of arms.
Just short of receiving a commendation.
"Big brother, to be honest, that day, neither of us won, it's regrettable."
"I often think, if I hadn't cheated that day."
"Dare I ask big brother, can you give me a chance to rematch, fulfill this small wish of mine?"
Wang Gebi lowered his head earnestly.
He was also helpless, but to break the deadlock, this was necessary.
"No problem, no problem, I also feel that day wasn't satisfying enough."
Zhou Luo had long been prepared and naturally wouldn't refuse.
He even wanted to fleece the sheep again.
"Okay, this time let's just be reckless in the city."
"The mountain road of Yuecong Mountain may be steep, but it's not as thrilling as weaving through traffic."
Wang Gebi made up his mind to draw police attention to these second-generation rich kids.
"Alright."
Zhou Luo readily agreed.
"Brothers, you guys have fun, we..."
Zhao Yi and the others didn't want to get involved in their affairs.
"Hey, that's not right, us four dandies naturally go hand in hand."
"Don't worry, I'll cover the betting money this time."
Wang Gebi spoke boldly.
Compared to the gains and losses of the arms, the potential danger posed.
This bit of money was nothing.
"Well... then, alright."
Since Wang Gebi put it this way, Zhao Yi and the others didn't dare to refuse.
Outside the Biyun Grand Hotel
Four supercars parked in a line, as usual, with a princess throwing her stockings fiercely upward.
As soon as they hit the ground, four sports cars burst out in an instant.
Vroom... vroom... screech!
The piercing sound of brakes echoed through the air a kilometer away from the Blue Cloud Hotel.
"Comrade, hello, please turn off the engine, get out of the car, and cooperate with us."
The road ahead was completely blocked, not even a gap left. A group of traffic police surrounded the four sports cars.
Seeing the situation, the four individuals had no choice but to obediently get out of the car. Even if they were arrogant, they wouldn't dare to openly resist in front of everyone, especially when the road was already sealed off, leaving them with no chance of escape.
"Come on, blow into this."
The traffic police took out a breathalyzer and placed it in front of everyone.
Zhou Luo stepped forward first, and the machine showed no anomalies. He hadn't drunk any alcohol at all.
Then, the remaining three refused to take the test no matter what, but they all knew whether they had been drinking or not.
"Well then, see you at the finish line."
Zhou Luo waved casually, then drove the sports car away leisurely.
Leaving behind the three individuals and a group of traffic police staring at each other.
"Comrade, please cooperate, or else we'll have to enforce it."

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

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.”