Yang Yang Yang

Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

    As soon as Wei Zhitong finished speaking, Luo Yangyang's eyes widened. She looked as if she had seen a ghost. Her worldview had been knocked out.


  "Is there something wrong with your brain?" After recovering from her shock, Luo Yangyang rolled her eyes at Wei Zhitong.


  "You're the one who's sick in the head!" Wei Zhitong became even more annoyed after being scolded for no reason. Her originally low voice instantly turned into a normal volume.


  As soon as Wei Zhitong's voice returned to normal, the few people in front of her heard what she said.


  Su Fan, who was walking at the front, was followed by You You and Shang Yiran. The three of them turned around and looked at Luo Yangyang and Wei Zhitong, who were at the back of the team.


  "Then you have a problem with your eyes!" Luo Yangyang said coldly to Wei Zhitong when she saw the people in front of her stop and turn around.


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