Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

The first person to break their own wrist might have been a coincidence, but could the four newly added people with broken wrists really be a coincidence?

Come and see if you happen to be one of them.

"Plop—"

Feng Shao's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He, Fei Shao, and Wen Shao exchanged glances and unconsciously took a step back.

"Go, don't be afraid."

"Pick up the stick and beat him."

"You must believe in science. In today's society, even supernatural beings aren't allowed to exist, so what kind of evil magic could there be left in this world?!"

[Emotion +9.]

Xiao Wu said he was going up, but his steps back were actually shrinking.

The other thugs wielding iron bars weren't stupid; they shouted, "Go! Hit him! Hit him! Hit him until he doesn't even recognize himself!"

Despite his shouting, the stick in his hand was actually quite solid, feeling as powerless as wielding a needle.

The key point is that they retreated several meters away from Ning Dongyang, so they were hitting nothing.

This can't go on.

Xiao Wu turned to look at Feng Shao and mouthed, "Feng Shao, we need to add more money."

Feng Shao held up one finger.

Xiao Wu's emotions surged, and his voice became shrill: "Go, go!!"

"Break one of his arms and legs, and give him a million."

"As long as we aim and give him a good whack, we brothers won't have to worry about food and drink for most of our lives."

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The thought of losing an arm or leg for a million dollars made their eyes turn red.

"Buzzing—"

The iron rods from all directions began to clang again, without any discernible pattern, simply striking Ning Dongyang with brute force.

"Time changes and stars shift."

While dodging the almost impenetrable iron bars, Ning Dongyang gently pushed one of them. Crack, crack, the sound of a severed hand mingling with screams of agony, like the beginning of a musical piece.

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

……

Twenty or so people are simply not enough to fight.

The emotions came on really strong, and that felt wonderful.

Ning Dongyang caught sight of Feng Shao and the others standing to one side out of the corner of his eye, and a thought struck him.

I don't know—

With a gentle push, the three remaining people, including Xiao Wu, whose wrists were intact, spun around twice like tops.

Immediately, propelled by inertia, they accelerated to the point of running like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to Feng Shao, Fei Shao, and Wen Shao, and snapped a knife across their arms.

His strength was so great that it was like a blood feud, like the murder of his father or the theft of his wife.

"ah--"

"Ahhhhh—"

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

Xiao Wu and the other two were dumbfounded.

They actually beat up Feng Shao and his friends.

"Clang—"

"Clang—"

"Clang—"

They hurriedly dropped the iron bars they were holding and quickly helped Feng Shao and the others.

"Get out, get out of here."

Are you all blind?!

"Are you all going to die?!"

A strong shattering sensation spread from his arms, causing Feng Shao and the others to almost lose their balance in the pain.

Ning Dongyang walked over with a smile: "They're not blind."

"If they were blind, how could they aim at you... Just tell me, does it hurt?"

"Cripple one of my hands for a million; I was tempted. I almost couldn't resist crippling myself to make four million from you."

He picked up the iron rod from the ground, twirled it, and pointed it at Xiao Wu and the other two: "You three are the only ones here unharmed. Aren't you a bit of a loner?"

"Do you want me to teach you how to do it... Hmm, that defiant look in your eyes seems to say something."

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

Xiao Wu took a deep breath: "May I ask what kind of kung fu you're using?"

Besides the fact that they were hitting themselves, they also had a speed problem. With more than a dozen iron rods swinging, Ning Dongyang was standing right in front of them, yet they couldn't hit him even once.

It was as if what they saw was just a blur.

Thinking hard.

Ning Dongyang stretched out his hand and said something extremely pretentious.

"Of all martial arts, speed is the only way to break through defenses."

"Of all martial arts techniques, speed is the only way to overcome any obstacle."

Having shown enough, the guy pointed the stick at Xiao Wu again: "Come on, each of you cut off one of your own hands. Don't make me do it, I'm scared of myself if I do."

"If you handle it yourselves, it'll at most be a comminuted fracture. If I were to intervene..."

He reached out and grabbed at the air in front of him: "What will be shattered are you all."

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +9.]

Fear, panic, and all sorts of terrible emotions rose in Xiao Wu and his friends' hearts.

The three of them hardened their hearts, picked up the iron bars on the ground, and each snapped them against their wrists.

We have no choice but to fight.

Putting aside Ning Dongyang's martial arts skills, which were unbelievably high, he once said something quite poignant: of everyone present, including the distinguished Young Master Feng, only Xiao Wu and his group remained unharmed.

Whether or not one is loyal or not is another matter.

If they hadn't gotten hurt, given Feng Shao's personality, he probably wouldn't have let them off so easily afterward.

Ning Dongyang clapped his hands, then turned and ran to Ma Xiaoya's side: "Did you take the picture?"

Ma Xiaoya nodded: "Boss, I took a really handsome picture of you."

The woman was attracted to a strong, young, wealthy, handsome, and capable boss—he was absolutely smitten. Her dimples seemed to gleam with desire.

Ning Dongyang took the phone.

With video evidence, it's clear that he was passively attacked throughout, and his actions were entirely justified in self-defense.

"Let's go."

"Let's go out for a big meal."

After taking on twenty people at once, Ning Dongyang was very confident.

Currently, he has only increased speed in his original form. If he were to increase power by tens or hundreds of points, would he be able to smash anything he sees with a single punch?

Feng Shao and his group didn't dare to make any more threats or provoke Ning Dongyang; they just kept it to themselves.

They've seen plenty of capable fighters before.

But is Ning Dongyang a capable fighter?

A conflict came like a storm, but left quietly.

Ma Xiaoya, Mu Qingzhu, and the others followed Ning Dongyang, while the other five milk tea shop employees who received 300,000 yuan were at a loss for words to describe their feelings.

I received 300,000 yuan and was originally planning to make money without lifting a finger.

The problem is, how can Feng Shao and his two companions, who are groaning in pain while clutching their broken arms, still have the ability to make money while lying down?

Should we get a refund?

Just then.

"Waaaaah—"

The blaring sound of sirens came from directly ahead.

There is no shortage of kind-hearted people in this world.

Someone still secretly called the police.

There is a police station near the university town, and they respond to calls very quickly.

The "hat uncles" can't really be called uncles; the group was led by a young policewoman, who was accompanied by fifteen or sixteen "hat uncles."

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Xiao Wu's side.

The policewoman leading the team was dashing and heroic, especially her long legs, which could only be described with the simplest two words... really long.

"Squat down, squat down!!"

"Place the iron rod at your feet, cover your head and squat down, cover your head and squat down."

"Where is the victim?"

"Where is the victim? You've taken the victim...!"

"What?! You're the victims?! Do you think we're blind, or do you think we're stupid?"

After questioning the onlookers who were still observing the situation, and learning the details of what had happened, the policewoman leading the team stared at Feng Shao, her tone icy: "Lin Feng, 300,000 yuan per person, you're really disgusting!"

He then pointed at the five female employees who had accepted 300,000 yuan: "Do you know what kind of transaction you had with him?"

"Come with me to the bureau later, and we'll return the money."

The five girls lowered their heads and remained silent.

Feng Shao is also known as Lin Feng.

The third young master of the Lin family, the first of the six major families in Jiangcheng.

Lin Feng has a marriage prospectus, which is the policewoman he is talking to right now, Chen Caiyi from the Chen family, the third-ranked family in Jiangcheng.

He had no objection to the marriage.

Chen Caiyi was unwilling.

He was caught red-handed by Chen Caiyi while soliciting prostitutes on the street.