Li Pingfan came from a rural area, and his family's financial situation was already poor.
Later, to buy a mobile phone for Xu Bingbing, he often skipped classes to take part-time jobs. Sometimes, he even couldn't bear to eat properly, making do with just a steamed bun for a meal.
As a counselor, Lin Xiang had cared about Li Pingfan's studies many times. They met twice in the cafeteria, and she even took the initiative to buy him meals and hot soup.
Although these were trivial things that seemed insignificant,
to Li Pingfan, they were the kindness of providing timely help in need!
Li Pingfan would never leave Lin Xiang unaided!
"Little girl! Your brother's debt to us is due today! If you can't pay it back, you have to come with us!"
A dark-faced burly man shouted angrily.
Behind him were three underlings, all staring at Lin Xiang with lecherous eyes, as if they wanted to gouge out their eyeballs and stick them to her curvy and graceful body.
Lin Xiang was 24 years old and a graduate student at Ivy University.
Because of her excellent academic performance, she got an opportunity to stay at the university as a teacher, thus becoming the counselor of Li Pingfan's class.
Therefore, compared to ordinary college girls, Lin Xiang had a more charming and mature charm.
Standing at 1.7 meters tall, she had long and straight legs, a plump and round buttocks, and an astonishing curve in her chest—truly "a range when viewed from the side, a peak from the front," definitely an E-cup!
In addition to her devilish figure, her appearance was also absolutely top-notch!
Her skin was as fair as early winter snow, and her black hair was as dark as Jiangnan ink wash.
With a standard classical oval face, her facial features were like delicate brushwork, exquisite without a single flaw. Any man would have thoughts about her.
"Brother! I beg you, please give me a few more days. I will definitely find a way to pay back the money."
Lin Xiang frowned tightly. Though her face was full of sorrow, there was a fragile charm that made people want to hold her in their arms and cherish her.
"Cut the crap! Brother Sangbiao has given a dead order today: if we can't get the money back, we'll send you to the Beauty Club to work as a masseuse!"
The dark-faced man laughed lewdly: "I've calculated for you. For one massage session, you get a 300 commission. As long as you do it a thousand times, you can pay off the 300,000 your brother owes Brother Sangbiao! Don't worry, by then, we brothers will all go to support you!"
"Hehe... Little girl, come with us!"
The three underlings beside him also laughed lewdly, stretching out their wolf-like claws to pull Lin Xiang.
"Don't touch me! If you keep forcing me... I'll shout for help..."
Lin Xiang's family was also not well-off. She was usually very inferior and had a gentle personality. Facing such a situation, tears immediately welled up in her eyes.
"Shout! Even if you shout your throat hoarse, no one will come to save you! The louder you shout, the more excited we'll be! Hehe..."
The four thugs laughed obscenely, even wanting to push Lin Xiang down on the spot!
"Who says no one will come? You four scums, all stop right now!"
At this moment, Li Pingfan made a grand entrance, glaring at the four thugs with an imposing manner.
"Where did this little punk come from? Are you tired of living? How dare you meddle in our business!"
The dark-faced man took a step forward.
The three underlings also turned around, putting on a stance to teach Li Pingfan a lesson.
"Li Pingfan! You go quickly! Don't mind me..." Lin Xiang was anxious when she saw this.
Although she was in desperate need of help now, in her eyes, Li Pingfan was just an ordinary student who even almost failed physical education. How could he possibly fight against four thugs?
Things had come to this point, and she never wanted Li Pingfan to get involved.
It was obvious that she had a very kind heart!
"Ms. Lin, don't be afraid. I won't let them hurt you!"
Li Pingfan blinked his left eye gently, and four lines of text appeared.
—Combat Power: 7, Combat Power: 8, Combat Power: 7, Combat Power: 10.
Without any suspense, Li Pingfan couldn't beat any of the four thugs in front of him.
But Li Pingfan felt no fear.
Because, while Lin Xiang was talking to the thugs just now, he had already figured out how to use the Nether Battle Eye!
"Borrow... the power of Xiang Yu!"
Li Pingfan roared in his heart.
In an instant, the Nether Battle Eye rotated like a giant wheel, and countless ancient netherworld characters radiated hidden divine power.
Yin and Yang connected, heaven and earth reincarnated!
The power of Overlord Xiang Yu was drawn and fully injected into Li Pingfan's body.
Ding—Combat Power: 50,000!
"Damn! Truly worthy of Overlord Xiang Yu! A real warrior who can defeat ten thousand men!"
Li Pingfan trembled with excitement.
He felt like a overlord standing proudly at the peak!
No one above, all beings below!
In an instant, his blood boiled completely! Every pore burned with flames!
This was what a real man was! A true strong man!
Before this, Li Pingfan had never felt such a feeling.
From now on, he would be obsessed with this feeling and strive for it unremittingly!
"You little bastard! Can't you understand human words? I'll count to three. If you don't get lost, we'll make you regret it!"
The dark-faced man shouted angrily, cracking his knuckles.
Among the four thugs, he had a combat power of 10, making him the strongest.
But in Li Pingfan's eyes, he was simply an ant—no, a speck of dust!
"I want you to kneel down immediately and apologize to Ms. Lin!"
Li Pingfan said in a calm tone.
"Bastard! Did a donkey kick your head? How dare you say such stupid things! Since you're asking for death, I'll grant your wish!"
The dark-faced man lost his patience, strode forward, and raised his fist to punch Li Pingfan in the face.
"So slow..."
Li Pingfan stood motionless. In his eyes, the dark-faced man's movement was as slow as a lagging game.
"Pingfan! Run quickly..."
But in Lin Xiang's eyes, this punch was enough to cripple Li Pingfan.
She even closed her eyes tightly, unable to bear seeing Li Pingfan being hit.
"Ow! It hurts... It hurts like hell!"
But in the next second, a scream from the dark-faced man erupted in the air.
When Lin Xiang opened her eyes, the dark-faced man's wrist was already clamped by Li Pingfan, unable to move even a tiny bit.
It was as if he was caught in a steel vice. The dark-faced man screamed in pain, his whole face twisted, cold sweat pouring down and quickly soaking his forehead.
"Kneel or not?"
Li Pingfan's tone was calm, but he exuded an overwhelming dominance that controlled everything.
"Kneel my ass! I, Hei Zi, have been in the underworld for ten years and have never knelt to anyone!" The dark-faced man roared through gritted teeth.
"Very well, I respect you for being a man!" Li Pingfan's eyes turned cold, and he swung his arm around, slapping him hard across the face.
"Pa!"
With a crisp sound, the dark-faced man was sent flying and fell heavily five meters away.
He vomited a mouthful of blood with a "wow" and lay there motionless.
"What about you three? Do you want to kneel down and apologize, or be a man like him?" Li Pingfan glanced coldly at the remaining three thugs.
Just one look made them shudder with fear.