Just as the Yellow-Haired Man's hand was about to land on Hoshino Kannon's shoulder, she frowned, turned around, and firmly gripped his wrist, slamming it onto the table with a loud "bang."
"Ah!" The Yellow-Haired Man let out a sharp cry, his face contorting in pain.
Hoshino Kannon's grip was much stronger than the average person's, and since the Yellow-Haired Man was caught completely off guard, the impact felt like his hand had been struck with a hammer.
"Are you sick in the head? Are you crazy?" the Yellow-Haired Man howled at Hoshino Kannon while clutching his hand in pain.
"Try to touch me again..." Hoshino Kannon lifted her glass and took a small sip, her delicate lips uttering three chilling words: "...I'll kill you!"
She was already in a bad mood, and her earlier comment about making friends was just said out of anger. As for letting another man touch her, that was completely out of the question.
"You don't know when to back down, do you? Who do you think you are? Kill me? What could a little girl like you kill me with?" The Yellow-Haired Man shook his hand and stood up, glaring at Hoshino Kannon with fury.
"The fact that you're here says it all. Why pretend to be an innocent little girl? It's laughable," the Long Hair Man also stood up and said.
Hoshino Kannon ignored their anger and suddenly changed her tone: "When people are in a bad mood, they do things to make themselves feel better. What about you? What do you do when you're in a bad mood?"
The Yellow-Haired Man and Long Hair Man exchanged glances, completely baffled by what Hoshino Kannon was saying.
They even began to think she was mentally unstable.
"What nonsense. Which mental hospital let you out?"
"If you didn't want us to chat you up, you could have just said so. Why get physical? If you were a man, we definitely wouldn't let this slide!"
The Long Hair Man made a gesture: "Let's go, let's go. We've run into a crazy person."
"Let's leave. Damn, this woman might be pretty, but she's completely nuts. No wonder she's in a place like this. What normal man would like a woman with such a nasty personality?"
"Exactly."
The Long Hair Man and Yellow-Haired Man walked toward the door while talking. They had thought Hoshino Kannon was sweet and cute when they first saw her, but who could have guessed she would become violent without warning and say such bizarre things.
Following the principle of "a real man doesn't fight with women," the two decided to leave.
However, their comment about "what man would like a woman with such a nasty personality" struck a nerve with Hoshino Kannon.
The image of Gu Chenan suddenly appeared in her mind, both jarring and logical.
Hoshino Kannon froze.
She seemed to understand why Gu Chenan was so affectionate with Su Qianmo but never acted that way with her.
It was because Gu Chenan didn't like her personality!
As this thought occurred to her, Hoshino Kannon's hands began to tremble involuntarily, and the frustration and anger in her heart intensified.
Hoshino Kannon was crazy, and had always been.
It wasn't surprising that she would come to such a conclusion.
"Stop!"
Hoshino Kannon stood up from her chair, head lowered and gritting her teeth as she called out to the two who were about to leave.
They turned around and asked, "What else do you want?"
"I've changed my mind," Hoshino Kannon said in a low voice.
The two men exchanged amused glances: "So you want to come with us after all?"
"No."
Hoshino Kannon shook her head and suddenly looked up, her crimson eyes radiating endless murderous intent, "I want to kill you both right now."
"Huh?"
The two men were stunned, and just as they were about to make some sarcastic remarks, Hoshino Kannon suddenly attacked, wielding a beer bottle that had appeared in her hand out of nowhere, and smashed it against the Yellow-Haired Man's head.
Bang!
The beer bottle shattered against his head, glass shards flying everywhere.
The next second, Hoshino Kannon grabbed a nearby swivel chair and brought it down on the Yellow-Haired Man's head.
Bang!
The Yellow-Haired Man collapsed to the ground.
This time, what sprayed out was blood from the top of his head.
Hoshino Kannon's sudden attack shocked everyone present. By the time they all realized what was happening, the Yellow-Haired Man's hair had turned red with blood, his face covered in it.
"You fucking bitch, how dare you hit my brother!"
The Long Hair Man, horrified, instinctively grabbed a nearby ashtray and threw it at Hoshino Kannon.
However, just as the ashtray was about to hit Hoshino Kannon's face...
"Snap!"
Hoshino Kannon caught the ashtray firmly and instantly appeared behind the Long Hair Man, bringing the glass ashtray down hard on his skull.
Blood splattered as the Long Hair Man collapsed to the ground like a rag doll.
The flying blood landed on Hoshino Kannon's face, but like a demon straight from hell, she showed no fear. Instead, her crimson eyes revealed nothing but excitement.
Then, she walked forward, grabbed the Yellow-Haired Man's collar to pull him up from the ground, and whispered: "Say it again, what's wrong with my personality?"
The Yellow-Haired Man was barely conscious, his mouth gaping but unable to form words. Seeing this, Hoshino Kannon grabbed another bottle from the table, slowly raised it, and said: "Speak."
The Yellow-Haired Man opened and closed his mouth but still couldn't utter a word.
"Hmph."
Hoshino Kannon let out a cold snort, her arm moving to bring the bottle down on the Yellow-Haired Man's head again.
"Miss, that's enough, they... they're already seriously injured."
At that moment, the bartender firmly grabbed the bottle in Hoshino Kannon's hand, his eyes pleading: "If you hit them again, they might not make it."
Hoshino Kannon had completely lost her rationality by this point, her mind consumed with the desire to kill the two men before her.
"Let go," she said with fury in her eyes.
The bartender swallowed hard, suddenly turning to the others nearby: "What are you all standing around for? Someone call the police, and the rest of you help restrain her!"
......
"Young Master Gu, we found her."
In the Mercedes, after Ma Bing received a phone call, his expression immediately became serious.
"Where is she?" Gu Chenan asked impatiently.
"At..."
Ma Bing hesitated: "The Shanghai Police Station..."
"What?"
Gu Chenan was startled and quickly asked: "What happened?"
"I heard Miss Kannon injured some people." Ma Bing tried to reassure him: "But there were people who stopped her, and the injured weren't hurt too badly."
"How bad is 'not too badly'?"
Gu Chenan was immediately worried. This was the real world, after all. If Hoshino Kannon was arrested, the severity of the victims' injuries would determine whether she'd end up in jail.
"Both have mild concussions and external injuries, but no damage to bones or internal organs."
"Phew~"
Hearing this, Gu Chenan let out a relieved sigh: "To the police station, quickly."
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!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.”
