If You Can Fight, Don't Talk Too Much!

Accept the mission.

[MUST VENT THIS ANGER: As the old saying goes, if you can throw hands, save the talk. Go smash his dog head in and show them what a fist the size of a wok looks like. Time limit: ten minutes. Countdown begins: 9 minutes 59 seconds. BUFF active during mission: Iron Fist Boy (Strength +10%)]

After accepting the mission, Li Xian instantly felt his arms brimming with power. The Iron Fist Boy buff was extremely noticeable.

Although his personal strength stat had only risen by five points, still failing to pass, it was more than enough to deal with the scrawny Lu Yang in front of him.

In this life, no one ever escapes "Wang Jingze."

Li Xian was no exception. His fists had long been itching for action, only held back by the game's rules, making him a bit cautious.

Now, with the system issuing a mission, not only did he have no more worries, but he was also cloaked in the guise of "Sent by Imperial Decree to Punish Evil."

Heh heh, this game was designed pretty considerately.

It gave him some restraint on major issues, but didn't make him feel stifled.

Not bad. I like it.

Li Xian licked his lips, his eyes narrowing into slits. Like a full-blown villain, he approached Lu Yang and Zhang Ning with ill intent.

"Are you deaf? Get the hell out of here. Look at yourself, a broke loser trying to chase Ningning..."

Lu Yang was still running his mouth recklessly, completely unaware that he had already stepped into Li Xian's attack range. Li Xian wasn't about to waste words with him. While he was still blabbering, he swung his arm and slapped him across the face.

"Slap~~"

The crisp and beautiful sound of the slap echoed through the empty underground parking lot, like the prelude to a symphony. This single slap set the tone for the entire performance, followed by a flurry of forehand and backhand strikes.

"I'll teach you to act tough!"

"Still trying to play the flower guardian?"

"Pfft, you're just a simp. Go eat shit!"

The sudden slap left Lu Yang completely stunned. Before he could figure out why Li Xian had suddenly attacked, he was hit by a storm of blows like a torrential downpour.

Strike first to gain the upper hand. Who the hell has time to explain reasons?

Lu Yang's face went from pain to numbness in just over ten seconds. His head buzzed, unable to think, let alone fight back.

Li Xian kept the ancestor's advice "strike while the iron is hot" firmly in mind, giving his opponent no chance to turn things around. He lifted his leg and kicked Lu Yang square in the thigh root.

That spot had a nerve cluster; hitting it would guarantee a few minutes of incapacitation. Sure enough, Lu Yang's body twitched, he staggered back two steps, lost his balance, and collapsed to the ground.

"Stop!! Li Xian, have you lost your mind!!!"

Just as Li Xian was about to mount Lu Yang, he heard a scream from behind—Zhang Ning's voice.

This woman had probably been scared and hadn't reacted in time. Now she wanted to stop Li Xian, but it was already too late.

"If you don't want to get hit, get the hell away. Don't make me hit a woman!" Li Xian paused, turned back, and snarled viciously. Then he mounted Lu Yang directly, his nearly two-hundred-jin weight pinning the other man down completely.

Zhang Ning was too frightened to move, frozen in place.

"Slap~~~"

"Still acting tough?"

"Slap..."

"Still acting?"

"Slap..."

"I'll teach you to act tough!"

"Who's your brother... Slap..." With that, he smacked him on the head.

"G-ge... ugh... ugh..."

"Don't try to claim kinship. I don't have a dumb little brother like you..." Another slap followed.

A minute or two passed before Li Xian finally paused to catch his breath.

As for Zhang Ning behind him, she had gone from fear to complete shock.

The Li Xian in front of her was no longer the Li Xian she used to know.

She had been with Li Xian for six months, yet she had never seen him so violent.

In her mind, Li Xian was just a timid homebody. Sometimes he talked big, but he had the heart of a thief without the guts. In other words, she thought Li Xian was weak and easy to push around.

She had seized on that, taking full advantage, using her looks to dangle bait in front of Li Xian while bossing him around.

Now that psychological advantage was gone. She felt afraid of Li Xian, and the huge gap in expectations was something she couldn't accept.

How did it come to this?

It shouldn't be like this.

Narcissistic and selfish Zhang Ning couldn't get past this hurdle. She didn't even think to check on Lu Yang's injuries. Perhaps, to her, Lu Yang and Li Xian were both just ornaments to show off her charm.

The only difference was who had more money. Maybe if it wasn't Lu Yang, it would be Zhang Yang, Zhao Yang, or whoever.

Of course, no matter what kind of "Yang" it was, Lu Yang had run into this, so he could only blame his bad luck. Who told him to act so arrogant? Wasn't he just asking for a beating?

[Task Complete: Time taken 4 minutes 58 seconds!]

[Task Reward: Character Attribute Points +1, one lottery draw, Buff Card: Iron Fist Boy (Upgradable). Please check your rewards!]

Huh, done that fast?

Li Xian finished reading the system prompt, glanced at Lu Yang curled up on the ground with his hands over his head beneath him, and stood up, still savoring the moment.

"Idiot, you got off easy today." Li Xian gave him one last kick to the ass, then shook his slightly numb hand.

Newton's third law was real—his whole palm was red.

Don't bully the honest folk; when they lose their temper, even they're scared of themselves.

"Bro... uh... 'nuff... don't... hit..."

"Scram, punk..." Li Xian couldn't be bothered to look at him, heading straight for Zhang Ning. Lu Yang, as if granted amnesty, scrambled on the ground to the nearest pillar and sat up against it.

"Relax, I'm not here for you... Xiao Xue, long time no see!" Li Xian passed Zhang Ning, amused by her flinch, then walked up to Cao Xue.

This girl seemed pretty thick-skinned; she'd been watching the show the whole time, and now that Li Xian was close, she wasn't scared at all, joking instead: "Li Xian, you're not here to mess with me, are you? I never crossed you."

"Heh, I said I don't hit women, and I mean it." Li Xian smiled, pulled out his phone, and said: "I'll transfer you a thousand first. Go slap Zhang Ning, then get in my car, and I'll transfer another thousand."

"Huh?" Cao Xue was stunned, completely lost by Li Xian's train of thought.

"Didn't catch that?"

"No... no... you're really giving me two thousand..."

"Hahaha... of course, the money's already sent." Li Xian laughed and shook his phone. He knew Zhang Ning's behavior would make her unpopular in her friend circle, but he didn't expect Cao Xue to be so quick on the uptake—kind of cute, actually.

Zhang Ning loved showing off in her friend group; in the Northeast, that was just asking for a beating.

"Really? Let me see..." Cao Xue immediately pulled out her phone, opened VX, and saw the thousand-yuan transfer, her face lighting up. "Wow, a thousand... thanks, handsome."

Tsk, I knew I was good-looking!

Li Xian touched his chubby face and turned to walk back to the taxi.

The driver who'd brought him hadn't left at all; he'd been watching the whole time, now blabbing into his walkie-talkie with his old buddies.

"Let me tell you, saw some idiot today, driving a BMW 3 Series daring to go up against a G-Wagon... not a crash, relationship drama. Guy in a BMW 3 Series dared to steal the girlfriend of a G-Wagon owner, and he was still acting cocky. Asking for a beating, right? That G-Wagon kid was fierce, took the BMW guy down on the spot. The scene... uh... hold on a sec..." The old driver saw Li Xian approaching, immediately shut up, and gave an awkward smile.

"Hey, kid, something up?"

"Uh... driver, did you bring cash today?"

"Yeah, I did!"

"How much?" Li Xian, afraid of being misunderstood, explained: "I didn't bring any money today. I want to swap some cash with you, and I'll transfer via VX. That work?"

"Oh, you want cash? No problem!" The driver agreed readily, reached into his bag, and pulled out a wad of bills. "Just withdrew five thousand this morning to buy a computer for my kid. That enough?"

"Enough, enough... thanks." Li Xian took the money, quickly transferred it to the driver, and added an extra fifty as a fee.

Rich people sure are generous!

The driver sighed inwardly, watching Li Xian walk back toward Lu Yang, then got back in his car to keep bragging to his buddies.

Li Xian roughly counted out twenty or thirty bills, pulled them out, and tossed them at Lu Yang and Zhang Ning like alms, saying lazily: "Go see a doctor. Don't say I didn't pay for medical bills. Oh, and if you want to come after me, you're welcome anytime."

With that, he walked back to his G-Wagon without looking back.

He'd seen these scenes in TV shows before, thought they were cheesy and stupid, but when it was him, it felt amazing. No wonder the writers liked writing this stuff.

Picking a fight?

Hell yeah, picking a fight!

But damn, it felt good!

Li Xian touched his chubby face, thinking he might have some bully potential.

Just as he was about to open the door and get in, he heard a crisp slap. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Cao Xue had already done the deed.

Hey, this little girl had some potential too!

PS: Signed contract, feel free to collect and invest. New book, asking for support from all you big shots. Dang Dang thanks you.