He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

From the innermost stall in the women's restroom on the fifth floor, the sound of tearing toilet paper could be heard.

A few minutes later, two furtive figures sneaked out of the bathroom and breathed a sigh of relief when they made sure no one had seen them.

Zhou Wanqiu's face turned bright red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Yang Jiulang.

She was more excited than usual inside just now, and it was very difficult for her to hold back.

In that instant, it even increased my favorability.

His complexion returned to normal once he reached the crowd area.

Yang Jiulang, however, acted as if nothing had happened and he hadn't done anything wrong.

The two went to the amusement park to find the others.

In the children's activity area, Hou Qinqin and Li Xiaoli were playing claw machines with Xinxin.

Han Jun stood aside, watching silently.

Seeing Yang Jiulang and Zhou Wanqiu approaching, Xinxin pouted and ran over angrily, saying, "Uncle, my sisters are so stupid!"

"What's wrong?" Yang Jiulang frowned, thinking to himself, why are they calling me uncle and them sisters? Isn't this confusing?

"A whole bunch of coins, and I didn't manage to grab a single one~ Humph." Xin Xin was extremely aggrieved.

Hou Qinqin blushed: "Holy crap... this claw design is flawed. It lets go every time it grabs halfway, damn it..."

Lee Hyori also sighed, feeling a sense of powerlessness as if she had the strength but couldn't use it.

Yang Jiulang suddenly remembered the super claw machine system skill "Dragon Claw Hand" that the system had just rewarded him with.

Oh my god, they were waiting for me here!

Yang Jiulang tossed his head casually: "Your sister and the others are too bad. Come on, let Uncle show you something."

Han Jun hurriedly said, "Yang Jiulang, let's forget it, don't waste money on the child."

Hou Qinqin scoffed and tossed the last two coins to Yang Jiulang: "If you can do it, then you do it; if you can't, then don't bother with these coins~"

Zhou Wanqiu glared at Hou Qinqin: "Watch your language."

"I'm civilized... civilized." Hou Qinqin sat down on a high stool next to her and crossed her arms.

Yang Jiulang chuckled, and under everyone's watchful eyes, he inserted a coin, cranked the lever, aimed, and snapped it.

With a swipe of its claws, it precisely grabbed the head of a pink bunny, lifted it steadily, and moved it toward the exit. Just as the claws were about to loosen their grip, Yang Jiulang secretly exerted his power, pushed the steering wheel, and flung the little pink bunny toward the exit.

thump.

The pink bunny fell into the hole.

Hou Qinqin jumped up from her chair: "Holy crap~ Civilization~"

Xin Xin cheered and pounced on it, pulling out the little pink rabbit and excitedly shaking it around by the neck.

"Uncle, uncle, you're amazing!"

Yang Jiulang smiled smugly and asked Lee Hyori, "How much currency did you buy just now?"

"Fifty." Lee Hyori pouted.

Yang Jiulang immediately ran to the front desk and bought fifty yuan's worth.

He turned back and asked, "Xinxin, which one do you want? Tell Uncle."

"Uncle, catch that blue dolphin!" Xinxin tugged at Yang Jiulang's sleeve and went to catch it.

Zhou Wanqiu shook her head: "Just one stroke of luck is enough. You have to be proven wrong before you'll give up."

Then, he was proven wrong.

The little blue dolphin was thrown out.

"Yay yay yay~" Xin Xin excitedly hugged it in her arms: "Uncle, uncle, I want that little red pig too."

Then, the little red pig was obtained.

"Uncle, I want that little white lamb too."

Little white sheep acquired.

"Uncle, I also want that little yellow duck."

I've got my little yellow duck!

"Uncle, I can't carry any more."

"Call me your mother."

"Mommy~"

Han Jun snapped out of his shock and rushed over to help carry it.

.......

"Uncle, my mom can't carry any more either!"

"Call me sister."

The three women who had been standing side by side quickly ran over to help carry it.

Other parents who had brought their children to play in the activity area also gathered around, watching Yang Jiulang grab them one by one as if he had a cheat code.

"Holy crap, is this guy a pro gamer?"

"The god of claw machines!"

"Honey, honey, come quick, come see God!"

"Tch, what a jerk!"

A dozen minutes later, fifty coins were exchanged for twenty-five dolls, a wailing heart, four dumbfounded women, envious and jealous looks from everyone in the room, and awkward smiles from the staff.

Yang Jiulang stood there with a cold face, thinking to himself with a smile, "This skill is not bad. Although it's not very useful, it can bring me some happiness, so it's not bad."

What do people ultimately seek in life? Isn't it happiness?

Furthermore, Zhou Wanqiu reached the stage of intense infatuation, increasing the return from twenty times to fifty times. From then on, the daily investment of 500 yuan would yield a return of 25,000 yuan. Adding the 20,000 yuan from Li Xiaoli and Hou Qinqin, the daily return would be 45,000 yuan – not bad!

A group of people, each carrying a bunch of dolls, walked out of the play area, through the rest area, through the exhibition area, and to the delivery area.

They piled all twenty-six dolls into the back of the new car.

"Alright, keep it low-key, everyone go eat," Yang Jiulang shouted.

The staff led them to a small private room where the table was already set with food.

Xin Xin sat next to Yang Jiulang, hugging the pink bunny, so happy that she forgot to eat.

Yang Jiulang raised his glass: "Come on, let's celebrate our family's first car."

Everyone raised their glasses and drank heartily, enjoying the meal.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a pair of venomous eyes were staring at them through the glass outside the private room.

This man was none other than Yuan Hao, the big boss of Haotai Club, and the male protagonist in the sensational engagement banquet video in Dongguan.

He was also there to pick up his car, with another heavily made-up woman by his side.

His face darkened the moment he saw Yang Jiulang.

He'll never forget that brat's outburst at the engagement party.

After that incident, Haotai Club suffered from internal and external troubles and never recovered. It is barely surviving to this day.

All of this is thanks to Yang Jiulang.

Yuan Hao gritted his teeth, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Biaozi, do me a favor..."

......

After dinner, Han Jun drove his family home.

Yang Jiulang sat in the passenger seat, studying the various buttons.

Zhou Wanqiu and Xin Xin lay on the second row of zero-gravity seats watching cartoons.

Lee Hyori and Hou Qinqin sat in the third row, chattering away.

The champagne-colored luxury SUV drove steadily on the highway.

Han Jun is an experienced driver, but he doesn't quite trust the intelligent driving system and insists on driving himself.

"Intelligent driving systems are still not as reliable as human drivers," Han Jun said, gripping the steering wheel. "Computers always crash sometimes. How can a computer comprehensively assess road conditions and analyze potential dangers?"

Yang Jiulang did not refute. He knew that Han Jun's driving skills were indeed excellent; he was a driving school instructor with over 100,000 kilometers without an accident.

When you reach a place where the main road turns into a narrow road, the lane becomes narrower, and there are red brick walls of factory buildings on both sides.

Suddenly, a black SUV without license plates sped out from a side road and crashed straight into their car.

The incident happened suddenly, less than twenty meters away.

Han Jun's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively jerked the steering wheel. But the other vehicle was too fast; there was no way to avoid it.

At the critical moment, the SUV's blue light came on, signaling the emergency evasive maneuver to avoid a collision.

As if controlled by an invisible hand, the steering wheel swung wildly, and the car slid sideways at an incredible angle. The tires screeched against the ground, and the smell of burning rubber filled the air.

The black SUV grazed the rear of the SUV, and the two vehicles were less than two centimeters apart from colliding.

(Traffic police remind everyone: This is for dramatic effect only; please do not imitate. Drive safely and responsibly!)