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nTranslator: ShinoJ

nWang Qiang is 30 years old and unemployed. He works casually during the day to earn money, and at night, he drinks, plays games, and watches live streams of beautiful women.

nHis favorite female streamer is Bai Yiyi.

nBai Yiyi is a sweet and kind-hearted person, and Wang Qiang is crazy about her. If he could earn 3,000 yuan a month, he would even give 2,500 yuan to Bai Yiyi.

nListening to Bai Yiyi’s gentle words in the live broadcast room, “Thank you Brother Qiang for the tip, mwah!” Wang Qiang felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

nHe was one of Bai Yiyi’s top fans. Over the past two years, he had continuously given Bai Yiyi nearly 100,000 yuan.

n“Brother Qiang is a tycoon!”

n“Brother Qiang is so generous.. He must be a rich man.”

n“Brother Qiang, I want to marry you!”

nEvery time Wang Qiang gave Bai Yiyi a present, the screen in the live broadcast room would be filled with shock and praise. Across the screen, Wang Qiang, who was eating instant noodles and living in a rental house, always had an indescribable sense of vanity.

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nHowever, in the past two days, he had learned that his goddess Bai Yiyi was actually being harassed by Kid!

nBai Yiyi was crying in the live broadcast room, recounting her miserable experience. Wang Qiang was furious when he heard that. How could he watch as his beloved goddess being insulted by a trash streamer?

nWang Qiang was a past gangster and decided to take revenge for his goddess. He tried every means to find out Lin Xiaozhou’s address and hid in the dark, waiting for Lin Xiaozhou to return and give him a fatal blow.

nHe waited and waited. After waiting for four days near the house, Wang Qiang finally found him!

nA ferocious smile appeared on his face. Aren’t you a game streamer? I’ll cripple your hand!

nI’ll make sure you never play games again!

nA sharp knife flashed.

n“Trash streamer, GO TO HELL!”

nLin Xiaozhou did not expect there to be an ambush at home. Before he could react, he was shoved to the side.

nZhao Yan used to be a soldier in the army and had a natural sense of danger. At the critical moment, he pulled Lin Xiaozhou away and kicked Wang Qiang in the stomach.

nWith a bang, The skinny Wang Qiang was kicked to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

nThe dagger in his hand fell more than ten meters away.

nLin Xiaozhou was terrified!

nWithout saying anything, Zhao Yan kicked him again. Wang Qiang heard the sound of his bones breaking, and his mouth was full of blood. He cried out in pain.

n“Spare me! Spare me! Stop hitting me!”

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n“If you hit me again, I’ll die… cough…”

nLin Xiaozhou was afraid of killing someone, so he quickly pulled Zhao Yan. “Zhao, Zhao, don’t hit him yet. I’ll call the police. We’ll deal with him when they come.”

nOnly then did Zhao Yan stop.

nGod knows, he almost wanted to kill this gangster just now! He was even more scared. If he hadn’t accompanied Lin Xiaozhou back today, Xiaozho would have been killed by this gangster a long time ago…

n“Zhao, you have to be merciful.” Lin Xiaozhou saw the bruised and swollen face of the hooligan with blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth. He could not bear it. “You knocked out his teeth… Eh? Zhao, what happened to your hand?”

nOnly then did Lin Xiaozhou notice that there was a shallow scratch on Zhao Yan’s right arm. Zhao Yan was wearing a black suit shirt. At this moment, the shirt on his arm had been cut open by a knife, and fresh red blood was flowing out.

nLin Xiaozhou’s handsome face was stunned.

nA nameless red flame instantly set his heart on fire.

nLin Xiaozhou was so angry that his hair was standing on end. He cursed, “F*ck you!” Then he picked up the broom at the door and hit Wang Qiang with it. His eyes were burning as he cursed:

n“F *ck you! You cut Zhao’s arm. Are you crazy?!”

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