I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

(Setting out the bowls!)

Main Text: Chapter 137 The Basement of Shinomiya That No One in the World Knows (Happy)

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Upon receiving the order, Gedi darted out like an arrow and bit the drunkard's calf.

"Ouch!" The drunkard cried out in pain, instinctively raising his foot to kick the dog away, but the little mouth held his trouser leg tightly.

"Where did this stray dog ​​come from!" the drunkard cursed, reaching out to grab Gaddy by the back of the neck.

Just then, a hand gripped his forearm like an iron clamp.

"Hello, sir, I am a doctor. Do you have any serious illness?" The black-haired boy's voice was so calm that it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

The drunk man felt excruciating pain in his arm, as if his bones were about to be crushed, and he sobered up considerably in an instant.

He turned around in horror and met an overly handsome but expressionless face.

"Who...who are you! Let go!" the drunkard roared, trying to struggle, but found that his arms were as if they were welded shut and he couldn't move them.

Li Qingyang remained silent, but suddenly tightened his grip on the drunkard's forearm, pulling his elbow towards the man's chest and twisting it in the opposite direction.

"Click".

A soft, crisp sound was followed by a piercing scream that shattered the tranquility of the early morning.

"Aaaaaah—my hand!!!"

The drunkard let out a pig-like scream, his arm hanging limply, revealing a strange indentation at his shoulder joint.

Li Qingyang released his grip, not even glancing at the man rolling on the ground, and instead turned his gaze to the stunned girl beside him.

"Are you OK?"

The tall girl's light blue high ponytail swayed slightly in the morning breeze, and her green eyes held a trace of panic, but even more so, shock.

"Uh..." She looked at Li Qingyang, then at the drunkard groaning on the ground, her brain still processing the series of events that had occurred in the last ten seconds.

After a long while, she managed to utter a few words with difficulty, "Is he... alright?"

Oh, she even cares about the abuser; she's a kind girl.

That would make the drunkard seem even more convincing.

Li Qingyang glanced at the drunkard curled up on the ground, groaning and hugging his arms. "He won't die. If you're worried, I can call an ambulance for you, but when the ambulance arrives, the police will be here too. It'll be troublesome to explain how you were harassed and how he got injured."

Upon hearing the words "police" and "trouble," the tall girl's expression changed slightly, and a hint of resistance and embarrassment flashed in her green eyes.

She remained silent, her lips pressed tightly together, and did not reply.

Li Qingyang understood her concerns, so he said no more and turned to the drunk man who was still groaning on the ground. Ignoring the man's attempt to back away out of fear, he grabbed the dislocated arm again.

"What...what are you going to do! Don't come any closer! Don't come near me!" The drunkard was crying and making a complete fool of himself. He had sobered up completely and now all he could think about was the boundless fear of the handsome young man in front of him.

"Don't move, I'll help you get back." Li Qingyang smiled gently (?), "Otherwise, if you go to the hospital, you'll have to spend a lot of money on medical bills. Someone like you probably doesn't want to waste money, right?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly twisted his wrist, pushing and pulling.

"Click!"

Another crisp sound of bones realigning was heard, accompanied by the drunkard's scream, five times more agonizing than before.

But this time the screams were much shorter, quickly turning into heavy panting.

The drunkard moved his shoulder, which had regained sensation, in disbelief. Although it was still incredibly sore, the excruciating pain from the dislocated bone had disappeared.

He looked at the expressionless boy in front of him as if he were looking at some monster.

One second he was like a demon who dislocated his own arm, and the next second he was like a doctor who easily put it back on.

Could he really be some kind of humanoid monster? Like that scorpion monster in Leo who can transform into human form!

What about Zoffy?

Where is Zoffy?

There are monsters here!!!

Li Qingyang stood up, dusted off his hands, and said, "Get out of here! Are you waiting for me to call the police? If I see you doing this again, I'll dislocate all your joints and then feed you to Pigmon."

"Alas!!!"

The drunkard felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He scrambled to his feet and ran wildly toward the other end of the street without looking back. His figure quickly disappeared into the hazy morning light, looking as pathetic as a stray dog.

The whole process was swift and efficient, taking no more than a minute from start to finish.

The streets, just beginning to lighten in the morning, returned to their tranquility, leaving only Li Qingyang, the girl, and the little yellow dog wagging its tail excitedly at his feet.

"Well done, Gedi. I'll get you something nice to eat when we get home."

"Wang Wang!"

Li Qingyang squats lMi/

"It's not even dawn yet. It's not safe for a girl to be out alone. Go home early," he said, his tone softening, a stark contrast to his cold, warlike demeanor when he had twisted her arm.

The tall girl seemed to have just recovered from the series of shocks. She pursed her lips, her gaze darting away, not daring to look Li Qingyang in the eye.

"......Thanks."

After a few seconds, she managed to squeeze out two words, her voice low and stiff, as if she were unaccustomed to communicating with people.

Li Qingyang waved his hand dismissively, his expression casual: "It's nothing, no need to thank me."

His gaze lingered briefly on the girl's face.

Her expression was one of obvious weariness, with faint dark circles under her eyes, making it seem as if she had stayed up all night rather than just woken up.

Are you working all night, being out so early?

Sigh, she's just a high school girl, yet she has to work so hard...

Hmm? Wait a minute...

Chiba... Soubu High... JK... working all night?

Li Qingyang's super brain, enhanced by light, was activated. With a slight shift in his thoughts, a name popped into his mind from his memories of watching anime back then.

Saki Kawasaki, a working-class woman and devoted family woman from the legendary Oregairu.

Is it her?

Unsure, let me take another look.

Light blue hair, a neat high ponytail, green eyes, and a beauty mark under her right eye...

I'm not entirely sure about the wine, so I'll take a screenshot.

Li Qingyang's mind replayed a certain Oregairu anime at lightning speed, finally freezing on Saki Saki's black lace... No, that scene wasn't there.

However, most of the physical characteristics match up, so it's almost certainly her.

"..."

Kawasaki Saki seemed to notice the slightly probing gaze of the black-haired boy. She frowned slightly, subtly avoiding his gaze, and then lowered her head to take out her wallet from her pocket.

She opened her wallet, took out a few slightly crumpled banknotes, held them between her fingers, and handed them over.

"This is a thank-you gift."

"?"

Li Qingyang looked at the several thousand-yuan bills handed to him and felt a little uneasy.

This way of expressing gratitude is really... practical and hardcore.

“I don’t need this.” He shook his head slightly and didn’t take it.

“You helped me.” Kawasaki Saki stubbornly stretched out her hand, her tone still stiff.

She doesn't like owing favors, and using money to resolve the issue is the most direct and least likely to cause any further complications.

"It was nothing." Li Qingyang smiled helplessly, trying to ease the atmosphere. "I appreciate the thought, but you can take the money back. You must be tired being out so early. Keep the money for yourself."

Upon hearing this, Saki Kawasaki's outstretched hand froze for a moment.

You refused?

Why did he refuse?

Is it because it's not enough? Or...?

Seeing that the girl neither withdrew her hand nor spoke, Li Qingyang sensed her unease and, not wanting to make things difficult for her any further, decisively led the dog away.

"I'm leaving now. You should go home and rest early, Ghana."

The black-haired boy waved casually with his back to her, then leisurely walked towards the other end of the street, leading his cheerful little yellow dog.

His slender figure quickly blended into the gradually brightening morning light, and was gilded with a faint golden hue.

Kawasaki Saki stood there, clutching a few crumpled thousand-yen bills in her hand, watching the man and dog leave in the morning light until the figure completely disappeared around the street corner.

A morning breeze blew by, ruffling her light blue high ponytail.

"What a strange fellow..."

The girl murmured softly, then a self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips.

Who's really the strange one? It was clearly me, yet I actually thought of directly giving money to thank them.

Has working for too long really made you lose your mind?

She put the money back into her wallet, glanced at the direction he had left in, and then looked at her usual route home.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, I'll take a different route home from now on.

............

............

The apartment door was gently closed, shutting out the first light of dawn.

Li Qingyang casually placed the shopping bag in his hand in the entryway. Gaddy immediately came forward, sniffing around the bag with its little nose, its tail wagging as if it were electrified.

He smiled, took out a bag of expensive dog food from the bag, tore open the packaging, and a fragrant aroma of jerky mixed with grains wafted out.

Then he paused, his gaze sweeping across the empty living room, and finally confirmed one thing.

Damn it... I think I forgot to buy a dog bowl...

Forget it, they're all good friends, why buy a dog bowl?

Li Qingyang went to the kitchen, took out the bowl used for instant noodles, and poured dog food into it until it was overflowing before stopping. Then he placed it in front of the little yellow dog.

As a genuine ancient monster, Gedi was clearly encountering such a sophisticated contraption crafted by human civilization for the first time.

It cautiously approached the food bowl, which was bigger than its head, gently nudged it with its nose, and then tentatively stuck out its tongue to lick it.

The next second, everything was swept away.

"Click, click, click..."

The little yellow dog seemed to transform into a high-speed shredder, burying its head in the large bowl and making crisp, rapid chewing sounds, eating with great relish, as if it had never tasted such delicious food in its life.

Li Qingyang found it somewhat amusing and squatted down to pat its little head.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

"Woo..." Gedi raised his head from his busy schedule, letting out a satisfied whimper, with crumbs of dog food still stuck to his mouth, before plunging his head back into the bowl.

Mmm, what a good dog, not possessive of its food at all.

Li Qingyang chuckled and shook his head, casually tossing the bags of instant noodles into the cupboard. Then he sat cross-legged at the low table and took out his phone from his pocket.

The screen lit up, displaying yesterday's time.

He thought for a moment and figured Hayasaka Ai should already be up by now. After all, she was the perfect cow... no, the perfect maid of the Shinomiya family. Her biological clock was probably even more accurate than that of a soldier.

With a tap of his fingertip on the screen, he typed a short message and sent it.

I'm back, everything is fine.

Less than ten seconds after the message was sent, the phone screen suddenly lit up, accompanied by a rapid vibration, and the caller ID displayed the name Hayasaka Ai.

Such a quick call?