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!

    The moment he stopped, Feng Sheng reached his right hand behind his waist and quickly pulled out his Desert Eagle Gold pistol.


  Feng Sheng took out his money and raised his gun smoothly. He held the gun with both hands.


  He was standing with his legs open and his gun pointed at the fast-moving van in front of him.


  Lancelot saw Feng Sheng suddenly stop and raise his gun.


  Yangyang was still in the car. Did Feng Sheng want to shoot?


  What if he missed and injured Yangyang?


  Feng Sheng ignored Lancelot's shout. He was calm and collected. His eyes were as cold as ice. He looked at the barrel of the gun and aimed at the van that was moving at a high speed.


  Feng Sheng aimed at the front wheel of the van and pulled the trigger without hesitation.


  The sound of a gunshot shook the sky and startled the birds in the forest.


  Immediately after, an even louder explosion suddenly sounded.


Shooting