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"Jia Wanquan previously had two sons. The elder one unfortunately passed away before his father's rise to success. Due to this, he cherished his younger son excessively, giving him everything he desired.

'Raising a son without teaching, akin to nurturing a tiger; raising a daughter without education, akin to raising a foolish pig.' This saying applied perfectly to this nouveau riche.

This led to the development of Jia Xudong's unrestrained, ferocious, and arrogant personality.

Last autumn, he was involved in a car accident while driving a supercar, causing someone's death. Three months ago, he severely injured someone in a nightclub altercation... Fighting and being aggressive were his routine behaviors! He was always on top, never allowing any opposition.

Being humiliated by Bai Huang, having a nail pressed against his neck, undoubtedly made Jia Xudong feel utterly disgraced. Driven by anger, he didn't care about the consequences and immediately made a call to his father's henchmen.

As the saying goes, with certain professions come certain specialties. Since he delved into the gray industries, Jia Wanquan naturally had a bunch of hounds under his control. Most were just hired hands to oversee things, but there were a few hardened criminals who had blood on their hands...

...

In the internet cafe, Bai Huang had finished checking the memory card on his phone and was completing a transaction. The man he was dealing with didn't ask why he was purchasing the video; he simply lamented how people nowadays were worse than dogs.

"Hehe, in the past, raising a son was like raising a dog. Now, raising a dog is like raising a son," Bai Huang chuckled, finally obtaining evidence to prove his innocence, feeling a bit relieved as he echoed the words.

The man happily took the cash, glanced out the window, and shook his head helplessly, saying, "It also depends on whose 'dog' it is. The dogs we, common folks, raise can't compare to those raised by big bosses like him."

After chatting for a while, the man waved goodbye. Bai Huang had paid for the internet fees, and with only about ten minutes used out of the remaining half-hour, he decided to open a webpage to pass the time.

At this moment, Bai Huang was in good spirits and relaxed a bit, completely unaware that two shirtless men had quietly sat down across from him.

Browsing the web and occasionally checking the internet cafe's billing software, Bai Huang's attention wasn't completely focused.

After a while, he suddenly noticed a slight rustling sound at his feet. Leaning back a bit and lowering his head to take a look, he found the person sitting at the computer across from him was reaching under the desk, up to something.

Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.

Stealing computer parts?

Even if Bai Huang's imagination ran wild, he couldn't connect the person opposite him to his situation. He instinctively concluded that it was a thief in the internet cafe. But he wasn't a chivalrous hero committed to justice, and he didn't plan to expose the thief directly. However, it was necessary to alert the internet cafe management and cashier when he went to settle the bill.

Looking at the time, there were still seven minutes until the billing time.

Between seven minutes of internet time and exposing a thief, Bai Huang could distinguish the priority. So, he put away his internet card, preparing to get up.

Unexpectedly, as he pushed the keyboard and stood up, he felt a tug on his ankle, and one of his legs was firmly held by the person sitting across from him under the table.

What's going on? Bai Huang furrowed his brow, about to ask. But as he lowered his head to take a look, the man sitting opposite, who had been crouching without standing up, sneered at him in the shadows, a sinister smile on his face. Then suddenly let go, and another hand, seemingly gloved, swiftly pressed against him.

And then...

And then there was nothing. Bai Huang felt a sudden rush of pain and numbness throughout his body, immediately plunging into endless darkness.

...

His head felt heavy, and with all his might, he managed to open his eyes. The dazzling light instantly pricked at Bai Huang's nerves. Reflexively, he shut his eyes again, and his brain resumed functioning after a pause.

Where is this...? Huh? What's that smell? It seems like a hospital.

Taking a deep breath and slowly opening his eyes again, enduring the soreness that seemed to tear his body apart, Bai Huang glanced around, undoubtedly in a hospital.

Then he closed his eyes again, appearing as though he had never awakened, but he understood quite well. His brain was operating at full speed.

The last scene he experienced, was he ambushed? Electrocuted to death? An accident? It felt so real!

Bai Huang had never imagined death passing by so closely. He couldn't react in that instant before losing consciousness, but now recalling it, he couldn't help feeling a bit of panic.

However, more than that, there was an uncontrollable anger!

His experience, only those of Jia Xudong's ilk could do such a thing. It was just beastly! Scum! Heinous!

Initially, Bai Huang thought that splashing sulfuric acid and breaking limbs was their limit, but it seemed he had underestimated their unrestrained nature. To release their anger, they readily took lives, and rules or laws apparently had no constraint on them.

Bai Huang overestimated their arrogance; only Jia Xudong went berserk. Characters like 'Third Brother,' even if their conscience was nibbled away by dogs, wouldn't... No, they wouldn't dare!

They wouldn't dare to take lives at will.

But why wasn't he dead? 220 volts, intentional assault, it was impossible to survive just by touching a wire.

Had he lost his temper? Now, the primary task wasn't indignation but thinking about how to seek justice.

Being raised in the mountains, Bai Huang had always been a man of action rather than words. After entering high school in the town and then the city's university, he was influenced by his classmates and became more talkative. But when it came to serious matters, he was still that man who acted before speaking.

再次挪动身体，忍受着难以忍受的酸痛，白黄没有触电的经历，也不知道眼前的疼痛是不是正常的反应。但是，无论如何......

哼？这是怎麽？

就在白煌平息情绪，打算整理思绪如何寻求解释的时候，他的思绪突然波动起来，大脑莫名的获取了一些信息。

或者准确地说，一些信息如此惊人，以至于让他目瞪口呆！信息五花八门却不乱，信息有序的出现在白黄的脑海中。

或者，也许是与精神世界的交集？还是穿越到另一个世界？

等等，鼻孔里挥之不去的医用酒精味是什么？

白黄再次睁开眼睛，环顾四周，发现床边挂着一张病号牌。他迅速地把它翻了过来，确认他的名字在上面，没有错。

也许他只是被震惊了，还没有完全恢复意识。

这么想着，白黄忽忽然想起了自己在浏览网页时读到的上一篇关于马亲王更新的帖子。

然后他默默地重复了一遍