The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

The other person was sitting, while he stood. The black-faced man looked down at him, expressionless.

"Trying to seduce me? You don't even know if you're qualified."

"Rubbish."

The little guy's heel landed right on the person's soft muscle, which wouldn't hurt him, but it would still make him feel pain.

He simply finished saying the word, stood up, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, casually tossed it away like it was something dirty, and then left with a stern face.

The little guy thought that after this incident, the group would behave themselves.

But to his surprise, the very next morning he saw the same group of people waiting for him downstairs.

The junior disciple next to him whispered to Wu Tu:

"I heard that. They're all saying you're really hot. It seems like even more people are coming to see you today."

Black Rabbit: ...

In their own family, when the little ones get angry, they all tremble with fear and keep their tails between their legs, afraid that their little family will retaliate. But here, when the little ones get angry, they shout "So hot!!"

As expected, humans who have never seen the dark side only see clarity and stupidity.

Perhaps in their eyes, the black cat is just a kitten pretending to be a tiger.

Wu Tu told Yu Jue that day that she planned to move out that night.

Yu Jue replied quickly, seemingly having waited a long time, fearing the little one might waver.

Wu Tu sighed, sat in the room in a daze, and didn't dare to go out.

Just then, there was a knock on his door.

The little guy was still wary, so he asked who it was.

A deep voice came from outside the door: "Room service."

The little guy frowned, and I immediately sensed something was wrong.

He cautiously went to the bathroom to get a mop before walking over and opening the door.

Outside the door stood a guy wearing a mask and a hat, completely covering himself up.

Wu Tu was stunned. Before he could call for a bodyguard, the newcomer pulled out a knife, pressed it against Wu Tu's abdomen, shoved him into the room, and closed the door.

The crow asked him, "Hmm...who?!"

The person opposite suddenly took off their mask:

"Don't you remember me? You're doing so well, you must have forgotten about us lowly people, haven't you, Crow?"

Wu Tu was stunned for a moment, and after recognizing him for a while, he realized that the person in front of him was actually Shen Tianbao, his cousin.

These past few years have looked like Shen Tianbao's life has been anything but easy. The arrogant and domineering younger brother that Wu Tu remembered was now so thin that he looked unrecognizable, with bruises and needle marks all over his body, clearly showing that he had suffered a lot of oppression.

It looks like the people Winston arranged definitely gave him a good beating.

However, Shen Tianbao was too young at the time, so he was only taken to a juvenile detention center for education and was probably released not long afterward.

At that time, when he looked at the seemingly reborn Wutu in the video, all he felt in his heart was hatred.

But when Wu Tu saw him, there was no longer any fear or depression in his eyes. He was pressed down by Shen Tianbao to the side of the bed, his long hair draped over his shoulders, and his cold eyes were completely indifferent, as if he were looking at a vile and filthy thing, and there was even a sense of pity in his eyes.

Like a god who doesn't belong to his world, no matter how hard Shen Tianbao tries, he is ultimately no longer a person of this world.

Wu Tu looked at him: "You've been using that addictive stuff?"

"Shen Tianbao, haven't you realized how pathetic you are right now?"

Shen Tianbao had been trying to get close to Wu Tu, but no matter where he was, he was always surrounded by layers of security. Not even a fly could get close to Wu Tu, let alone him.

This was the only time, during the Olympics, that the security here wasn't as tight as the little guy's own security, which gave Shen Tianbao an opportunity.

Shen Tianbao observed Wu Tu for several days, and he could hardly recognize it anymore.

The humble, timid, and pitiful nobody he remembered is now just like those glamorous rich people in the TV dramas he's seen – confident, noble, and exuding an aura of power.

He was jealous of this black cat, but it also made him feel inferior. He even hesitated and dared not appear in front of the black cat again.

But he had no money left; that thing was too expensive. His decaying life had reached its final moment.

In the end, Shen Tianbao still chose to rush to Wu Tu regardless of everything. He got to see Wu Tu as he wished, and now he was going to destroy him as he wished.

Shen Tianbao laughed maniacally, pulling out the blood he had drawn earlier from his pocket: "It contains stimulants and HIV. Once I inject it into your body, you're finished. You'll never be so high and mighty again!"

Unfortunately, his already corrupted body could never match the strength of a healthy and free crow.

In addition, Shen Tianbao was already mentally unstable. Taking advantage of Shen Tianbao's momentary lapse in concentration, he kicked him to the ground, subdued him, and then immediately called the police and contacted the organizing committee.

Before the police arrived, Wu Tu slapped two mops at Shen Tianbao.

The force is not enough to hurt anyone, but it is extremely insulting.

The little guy can be vengeful too.

Shen Tianbao is still clinging to him; he's like a persistent ghost.

However, this time, Shen Tianbao's life should be completely over.

Sherigo walked in from the side and, seeing the scene, didn't suspect what Wutu had done. Instead, he immediately asked, "What happened?"

The little guy pointed to the syringe he had wrapped up tightly: "He's going to poison me, and spread infectious diseases."

This kind of scum who harms society clearly angered Sheligo.

He looked at the black rabbit, remembering they were athletes and couldn't lay a hand on each other. So Sherigo said sternly:

"Why don't we just throw him in the garbage dump?"

The junior apprentice who had rushed over upon hearing the news also said with a serious expression, "No, no, this is too obvious."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left for a while. When he came back, he brought back a few rotten eggs.

"These are eggs that my mom insisted on giving me. They were all stale and smelly, but we offered them to her."

Looking at the crowd in front of him who were standing up for him, Wu Tu couldn't help but feel like crying.

They didn't know what Wu Tu had been through, nor did they know Shen Tianbao's background. They simply chose to trust Wu Tu unconditionally and stand by his side because they were his friends.

This is different from when Wutu was all alone.

He now receives a lot of love and knows how to love himself.

Thus, happiness throughout the universe rushed toward the black crow.

When Xie Lige saw that Wu Tu was almost crying, he thought he had been wronged and was about to go forward to give Shen Tianbao another hypnotic beating, but Wu Tu stopped him and said:

"It's nothing, he's just an insignificant scoundrel. Don't waste your future on him."

Meanwhile, the junior brother next to him had a sudden inspiration, made a hand gesture, and launched a magical attack:

"This guy shielded Wutu from disaster, and he shielded us from disaster... Xinnan is willing to sacrifice this man's lifespan in exchange for our smooth sailing in this competition and winning the gold medal!"

Wu Tu had studied these things beforehand in preparation for filming, and seeing this, he couldn't help but correct his junior brother: "Your hand gesture is wrong, you should bend your middle finger..."

When the police arrived, they saw Wu Tu, Junior Brother, and Xie Lige making strange gestures around the unconscious Shen Tianbao.

The news that several shamans skilled in magic had arrived with the Chinese athletes' team the next day spread like wildfire.

Those foreigners who had previously been chasing after Wu Tu to confess their love are now all avoiding Wu Tu, fearing that the little guy might cast a curse on them.