Men's Fantasy

Men's Fantasy

Volume 1: Adultery and Extramarital Affair - Chapter 1: Four Types of Women
Every thousand years, the light of the nine stars aligning descends upon Earth. In the vast mortal world, there will inevitably be a lucky one struck by this light. He—will transform from an ordinary mortal into the legendary "Time Man," also known as the "Time Guardian." The Time Man possesses a unique "time superpower," capable of freezing the present, seeing the past and future. Time is his weapon, and the years become his armor. The time superpower allows the Time Guardian—to do whatever he pleases!
Another millennium is about to arrive, and a new "time myth" is about to unfold its mysterious chapter…
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China, a beautiful ancient Eastern country, a civilized nation with thousands of years of history, a newly established multi-party electoral system and a powerful nation.
Spring has just arrived, and the spring breeze has awakened the spring spirit in everyone's hearts. For young people still living in university, spring is the most beautiful scenery. Full of youthful vigor, they have no desire for fame or fortune, only aspirations for the "springtime" of life!
"Cheers! A toast to the last six months!"
In a medium-sized hotel right next to the campus, a group of young people in their early twenties sat around a table, their faces beaming with excitement. They were about to leave campus and enter the vibrant and wonderful world.
Thinking of their bright future, they certainly had reason to be happy, and an excuse to indulge in lavish meals every day!
"Hey, brothers, are you all not planning to eat for the next two weeks? I can't stand drinking here every day!"
A handsome young man, still somewhat immature, sat with his back to the door and spoke in a discordant tone: "Sigh... next week we might not even be able to afford the school cafeteria!"
"Ha, ha..."
The group of classmates laughed heartily. Their wallets were actually about the same, but they didn't think much of it; truly, youth is carefree!
"Jiang Heng, stop pretending to be righteous. You're just like us, coming to see... women every day, aren't you? Hehe..."
A strange laugh filled the entire hotel. Fortunately, everyone was used to it. In this kind of situation, silence would have been the strangest thing.
Jiang Heng, standing at 1.8 meters tall, suddenly leaned forward, his earlier worry completely vanishing. He leaned close to the center of the table, subconsciously lowering his voice, and chuckled with a fiery, masculine smirk, "Where's Hong Niangzi today? Hehe... We didn't come all this way for nothing, did we?"
"No way, without the boss's wife's allure, how could this hotel be so popular?"
Amidst the laughter and banter, the burly Tang Jun chimed in. Men are always so excited when it comes to women. "Don't worry, guys. From what I know, this drunkard boss uses his wife as a living advertisement; he definitely won't hide Hong Niangzi!"

"Clang—"
A long, metallic clang echoed as the young men, yearning for the adult world, lit cigarettes. The smoke swirled around them, creating an ethereal atmosphere, and the young men couldn't help but become engrossed in conversation.
Tang Jun, feigning profundity, shook his head and said, "Women—that's our lifelong pursuit, our eternal fantasy, our unchanging glory!"
"Gah, gah..."
A strange laugh, imitating Stephen Chow, filled the small tavern. Amidst the lively atmosphere, Jiang Heng's eyes gleamed as he said, "Have you read that report? Men see women in only four kinds..."
"Four kinds? What four kinds? Tell me quickly, don't keep me in suspense!"
Young men are incredibly sensitive to women; how could their vigorous nature resist a woman's allure?
"Heh, heh..."
Jiang Heng's eyes shone even brighter as he spoke with a dreamy, longing tone, "The first kind is a man's lifelong love, his only true love. It's a perfect love that's hard to come by, and most people can only hear about it in their lifetime!"
He paused slightly, his longing tone instantly becoming incredibly passionate. Jiang Heng's handsome eyebrows seemed to dance, and he continued with a wicked grin, "The second kind is a man's affection. It's never the only kind. It's a reflection of a man's amorous nature, the best lover in his spring fantasies!"
"Tch! You're a lecherous wolf trying to poison us innocent kids
again!" Although the classmates said this, they couldn't help but eagerly offer him another cigarette, even flicking the flame in front of Jiang Heng with a "snap."
Young and carefree, Jiang Heng, unable to contain his excitement, blurted out, "The third type of woman is the one men immediately associate with... bed! Hehe..."
"Ha, ha..."
The young men chuckled at the mention of such a sensitive word. Most of them, still naive, eagerly countered, "Are you mistaken? What's the difference between the second and third types?"
"A huge difference!"
Jiang Heng, like an expert, scoffed at their questions and proudly proclaimed, "The second type is where love outweighs lust, like one's own wife; the third type is where lust outweighs love, like someone else's wife. Understand?"
"Oh! And the last one?"
The group suddenly realized, excitedly echoing Jiang Heng's tone.
"This last type, and also the most boring one,"
Jiang Heng's lingering student-like righteousness flared up, and he said with a contemptuous tone, "The fourth type of woman is one who sleeps with a man for profit or other purposes; she's as despicable as a prostitute!"
Before he finished speaking, the young man, still quite robust, straightened his posture and summarized, "Generally speaking, in a man's life, the women around him fall into these four categories—lover, lover, bed partner, and as for the last type, it's hard to say; perhaps we should call her a businesswoman!"
"Ha, ha... no wonder you had to retake your exams, you've been reading these 'essential' articles all day!"
Tang Jun slammed his hand on the table excitedly, then changed the subject with an envious tone, "But you're right, if a man could have the first three types of women in his life, heh, heh... that feeling!"
"Heh, heh... You're dreaming!"
Liu Wei chuckled, teasingly adding, "The author of this article added a line at the end—this isn't something ordinary people can enjoy; it's just an unattainable fantasy in a man's heart, get it?"
Amidst clinking glasses and swirling smoke, the young men, who hadn't truly experienced the realities of society, enjoyed a pleasant, masculine gathering.
"Shh..."
Tang Jun suddenly made a shushing gesture, then murmured as if seeing his dream lover, "Hong Niangzi is back, heh... she just smiled at me! Wow... she seems to have gotten even more voluptuous!"
"Whoosh..."
The previously cheerful atmosphere suddenly became heated and heavy. The virile young men turned to look at the moon in unison, their hearts filled with wandering thoughts.
Behind the bar, a voluptuous young woman had appeared—the very woman everyone was talking about—the proprietress, the beautiful woman whom the men, young and old, privately called Hong Niangzi.
The woman's face, while not stunningly beautiful, was certainly full and pretty, especially her two smooth, soft mounds of breasts, which, with each rise and fall, aroused the young men to a fever pitch.
"Hehe..."
The sexy young woman clearly felt the strange gazes of the customers, but she not only didn't care, but also subtly winked at them. Truly, she was the hotel's living advertisement; with just that one alluring glance, it was hard for the business not to be booming!
"Haha..."
The unusual atmosphere naturally attracted the attention of the middle-aged owner, but instead of getting angry, he was quite pleased. As long as there was money to be made, what was a little eye candy from the customers?
The louder the owner laughed, the more indignant the group of innocent students became. Even Jiang Heng couldn't help but feel indignant: Damn it, such a beautiful and sexy woman, wasted on this doughy middle-aged owner! It's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.
Thinking of this, all the young men, including Jiang Heng, wished they could be heroes, pluck the flower from the cow dung, and plant it in their own fertile soil!
"Boss lady, the bill!"
After a surge of bloodlust, the group of young men still didn't have the courage to tear off their refined facade, not even daring to glare at the boss lady with the burning eyes of other customers!
"Handsome guys, come again sometime... hehe!"
The woman deliberately waved herself in front of them while calculating the bill, almost causing the young men's bloodlust to run wild once more.
"Wow, wow, wow..."
A series of exclamations echoed in their hearts, and the men couldn't help but exchange glances, simultaneously seeing a term in each other's eyes—bedmate, the third type of woman!
Heh, heh... The men's eyes began to change. They had only mentioned four types of women, and right before their eyes appeared the most alluring type—the third type of woman! This was the kind that didn't require responsibility; how could any man not have wild fantasies?
"Goodbye, ma'am! We'll definitely come back to see you every day!"
The suggestive words echoed in the woman's ears as a group of hot-blooded young men quickly walked out of the shop.
The next day, Jiang Heng was again pushed into the restaurant by several classmates. Although his wallet was almost empty, it couldn't extinguish the stirrings in his heart. The thought of being able to admire ample breasts and buttocks while eating made the young man's hesitant steps quicken instead of slow.
Unrelated to love, driven by desire, this group of soon-to-graduate young men, whose careers hadn't even begun, were already enjoying the pleasures of flirting!
"Ma'am, you look so beautiful today! What lipstick are you wearing? Let us try some, okay? Haha..."
"Sure! Aren't you afraid my husband will chase you with a cleaver? Whoever dares to come up here! Hehe..."
The woman was no naive young girl. Even though her husband was entertaining guests nearby, she still smiled seductively and puffed out her chest.
This was originally an extremely ordinary, lewd joke. In broad daylight, with the woman's husband right there, who would dare to be so audacious?
"I'll handle this!"
A loud shout startled everyone, but when they turned around, they were disappointed. It was Boss Zheng, grinning as he approached. Although he was a drunkard who frequently beat his wife and was far from a good man, he had long since developed a remarkable ability to handle cuckoldry.
"Shh!"
Everyone sighed in boredom. The matter should have ended there, but an unexpected incident occurred.
Boss Zheng, already somewhat drunk, rushed forward to defuse the "danger," but his unsteady steps caused his plump body to slip and land on an overturned beer bottle.
"Ah!"
Boss Zheng's round body lurched forward, his hands flailing wildly in a panic, anything to steady him.
"Thump!"
He managed to grab it, but not securely, and Boss Zheng fell comically to the ground.
"Ouch!"
The woman's scream echoed in the air. Jiang Heng was shoved forward by the charging Boss Zheng, crashing right into the arms of the proud, voluptuous woman.
"Mmm..."
A strange sensation came from Jiang Heng's palms. His instinctive outstretched hands—grabbed right onto the landlady's smooth breasts. The thin dress couldn't hide the feeling of skin against skin, and the young man even felt the two tender nipples protruding from the soft flesh.
"Ah..."
The woman's scream was a mixture of panic and shyness. In any case, she clearly knew that before the handsome student stepped back, his hot, thick hands had squeezed her breasts tightly.
"Swish..."
A deep blush instantly crept onto Jiang Heng's cheeks. Despite his embarrassment, he couldn't hide a hint of excitement, and he subconsciously clenched his fists as if trying to recall that wonderful moment.
It's a long story, but reality is just a blink of an eye. Only after Jiang Heng took a big step back did the crowd's strange laughter rise up, and the shop owner had just scrambled to his feet from the ground.
"Gah, gah... Jiang Heng is the bravest, brother, you're something else! You even dared to take advantage of the landlady! How was it?"
After a round of teasing, the group turned their attention to the still dizzy boss. "Ha, ha... Boss Zheng, I didn't expect you to be so generous, offering my buddy to the landlady. Why didn't you choose us? Sigh..."
"Go, go, go..."
The landlady took over the conversation with her usual fiery temper, waving her plump arms and saying with great spiciness, "Is it so easy to take advantage of me? You little perverts, you're dreaming! If you don't behave, today's meal will cost 30% more! Hehe..."
The landlady's natural laughter cleverly defused the awkward situation, and Boss Zheng didn't see the exciting scene between his wife and the young man. After the playful banter, everything returned to its usual simple and noisy state. However, the beautiful woman's gaze towards someone subtly changed, revealing a dazzling brilliance that had never appeared in her eyes before.

Volume One: Affair with a Red Apricot - Superpowers Emerge Chapter Two: Lightning Strike the Adulterer (Part 1)
"Ah..."
A wild moan echoed in the bedroom, the sound of the Simmons mattress being pounded making the two-story building tremble.
"Oh... my little husband, you're so amazing!"
Her full breasts heaved, her plump buttocks trembled, and she was drenched in sweat, panting heavily. Her lips parted suddenly, her sexy, rosy body arching, the pleasure emanating from her soul swirling around them like whispered notes. ...
"Bang, bang... Open the door, I... I'm back! Open the door now, or I'll beat you to death..."
A voice numbed by alcohol came from downstairs, the rough pounding on the door filled with violence, like thunder and lightning striking the bedroom.
"Ah!"
A scream came from the man's mouth, followed by words that puzzled Feng'er even more, "Oh no, your husband's back, I'll go through the back door first!"
"Ugh... Isn't he the woman's husband? Why is she afraid of the woman's 'husband'?" The man's face changed drastically, but the woman, though busy, remained calm, and a strong sense of revenge flashed in her eyes. Despite the man downstairs banging on the door, she still had the mood to give the man in front of her one last lick of her lips, "Xiao Heng, don't panic. That drunkard is half-dead drunk every day. Even if you walk right past him, he might not see you!"
Xiao Heng? Wow... Naturally, Feng'er leaned closer and exclaimed in surprise, "Who else could it be but Jiang Heng?"
Oh! So the "little husband" the flirtatious landlady was talking about was him. It seems a man really can't live without the "care" of four types of women in his life. "Heh, heh..."
The young man, caught up in the affair, excitedly grabbed the landlady's breast again. This was his favorite gesture, because it was this grab that had given them an ambiguous memory.
"Bang, bang... You wretched woman, if you don't open the door, I'll make you regret it!"
Drunk, Boss Zheng was nothing like the amiable businessman he was during the day. The bruises frequently appearing on his wife were proof enough; no wonder the beautiful young woman harbored resentment and committed adultery.
"Xiao Heng, you go first. I'm used to him beating me; I know how to deal with him!"
The woman, having recovered from her lust, spoke with a mournful tone, a hint of hatred flowing from her red lips, making her even more captivating to men than when she was alluring and seductive.
"Sister Hong, I'm leaving first!"
Although Jiang Heng had embarked on the path of male "sexual bliss" under the influence of lust, he didn't dare face Boss Zheng. Amidst the beautiful Hong's giggles, the young man climbed out the window and quickly slipped away through the back gate!
※※※※※※※ Facing the evening breeze, the young man, relieved to have just been caught in a near-miss, walked briskly under the moonlight. He felt a lingering fear when he thought about his "caught in the act," but then the thought of the woman's charm and allure reignited his youthful passion.
To hell with it! That drunkard, Boss Zheng, is always bullying women; this is just doing justice! Hah, hah…
This had nothing to do with love; nine-tenths was the surge of desire, and the remaining tenth was simply pity for the woman's plight. That's men for you—men who always want the best of both worlds! Jiang Heng wasn't a bad person; he was just a normal man!
The school walls were in sight. Walking under the clear, star-studded night sky, Jiang Heng quickened his pace.
Thinking of Boss Zheng's greed and his unmanly violence, the lingering unease and anxiety in the young man's heart vanished completely; he felt no shame whatsoever for having stolen someone else's wife!
The drunkard only knows how to use his wife as a front to make money, but he doesn't know how to cherish or love her at all. Why should I be embarrassed?
The seemingly plausible theory is hard to say whether it's right or wrong, but Jiang Heng's self-righteousness seems a little... excessive!
"Boom!"
A bolt of lightning—no, not lightning, but a seven-colored light that was faster and brighter than lightning—flashed by, like a thunderbolt from the mysterious center of the universe directly "bombing" Earth!
"Ah!"
Among the billions of Earthlings, Jiang Heng's shock was undoubtedly the greatest, because that "strange lightning" was heading straight for his head.
Dodge, I dodge, I dodge again... Jiang Heng miraculously jumped away, but before he could even laugh triumphantly, the light seemed to have a life of its own, spinning in the air, like a guided bomb, chasing after him, leaving a beautiful trajectory in the void, still heading straight for Jiang Heng's head.
Run, I run, I run for my life… Jiang Heng's speed was the fastest he had ever been, almost instantly rounding the corner. Human potential was indeed boundless and mysterious; the spiritual light, however, relentlessly pursued him, refusing to change its target, leaving even the observing wind puzzled.
"Ugh!"
With a muffled groan, Jiang Heng, who had been so spirited moments before, was struck by a bolt of lightning, instantly frozen in place. His vision went black, and he was knocked unconscious by the strange lightning that seemed to change direction.
Damn it! Thunder in a clear sky, lightning without wind—this, this, this…is this divine punishment?
Waaah…isn't it called—"To die beneath the peony, even as a ghost, is romantic"?
In the illusory world of his mind, Jiang Heng couldn't help but sigh bitterly, pointing his finger to the sky in protest: Damn it, how could this happen? Why did it have to strike me? Why did it have to "like" me so much?

Volume One: Adultery and the First Appearance of Superpowers Chapter Three: The Adulterer Struck by Lightning (Part Two)
Jiang Heng gradually lost consciousness, no longer able to hear the answers; in the mystical world, it seemed as if a faint voice answered: because Jiang Heng possessed a strong scent! A scent? Yes, it was a scent—the scent left after lovemaking, the scent of human essence released in ecstasy, a scent arranged by fate!
Jiang Heng not only lost consciousness, but also continued to sink into a deep coma within his human brain. Before losing his last shred of consciousness, Jiang Heng, who had been enjoying himself just half an hour ago, now thought of a word that was originally very distant—death!
Death? Was he going to die? Was he going to die in such an absurd way? Struck by lightning—oh, this was a method by which God specifically punished the heinous crime of adultery! He hadn't even had a chance to do evil in the world, how could he be struck by lightning? He was wronged…
After leaving this last question in his heart, Jiang Heng stretched out his limbs completely and entered what human medicine would call—death.
If Heaven gave him another chance, to be a virtuous and upright man instead of a womanizer, would Jiang Heng agree?
"No—I won't agree!"
These were Jiang Heng's last words before his death!
He acted on his impulses, as long as it didn't violate his conscience; this hot-blooded, impulsive young man was ready to do whatever he pleased!
Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and the students finally awaited graduation.
The anticipation of entering society and making their mark filled them with excitement, but the thought of parting after several years together was bittersweet, especially for the young men and women who still had feelings for each other; their budding emotions were filled with sorrow.
Under the willow branches at dusk, a couple had been silently facing each other for a while.
The mature woman turned slightly to the side, and naturally, Feng'er couldn't resist taking a closer look—it was none other than the flirtatious, adulterous proprietress, Hong Niangzi.
The beautiful young woman sighed softly, breaking the silence by looking at the young man before her. "Xiao Heng, are you leaving tomorrow?"
Xiao Heng... could it be—Jiang Heng? No way? Wasn't he killed by the "strange lightning"? Could he have been resurrected, or was his spirit possessing him?
"Yes! The train leaves early tomorrow morning!"
the young man replied. It was indeed the incredibly unlucky Jiang Heng. He hadn't let himself down. Even after escaping death and being given a huge "scare" by fate, he still fully enjoyed the pleasures of defying worldly conventions! After
a slight pause, Jiang Heng asked in a serious tone, "Sister Hong, why don't you leave the drunkard? As long as you have both hands and feet, it shouldn't be hard to support yourself in this society!"
"Sigh... I've gotten used to a life of wealth over the years. If I suddenly become poor, I really don't know how I'll survive! Xiao Heng, thank you!"
The beautiful woman's voluptuous figure trembled slightly, then she said with a half-serious, half-joking laugh, "If Sister Hong gets divorced, will you support me for the rest of my life?"
"This..."
Jiang Heng hesitated. In the past six months, although the two had developed feelings for each other, those feelings were only a few strands. The young man, who did not want to deceive the woman, could only lower his face.
"Hehe... Look how scared you are! Sister Hong hasn't forgotten our relationship!"
The young woman with the bright smile teased, easing the initial awkwardness between them. Then she said affectionately, "Come on, let's spend one more time with Sister Hong tonight, there won't be another chance!"...
As the spring breeze blew and the storm passed, the woman expressed her heartfelt gratitude as they parted. "Xiao Heng, thank you for the joy you've given me over the past six months. Sister Hong has finally been a normal woman again!"
The sexy young woman helped the young man get dressed while pulling a gift from her pocket. "You're leaving, and Sister Hong doesn't have anything else to give you. I know you're concerned about appearances and won't accept money. I remembered you smoke, so I bought this! It's also a memento of my one and only affair, hehe..."
"Clang..."
A crisp, melodious metallic sound echoed for a long time. The blue flame of the brand-name lighter danced merrily. The young smoker was delighted with it and finally accepted the woman's substantial gift for the first time.
"Sister Hong, I love you so much, thank you!"
※※※※※※※※ "Woo..."
The train whistle blew long, and the train slowly pulled away from the station. Despite his reluctance, Jiang Heng left the school where he had lived for several years, and left the woman who had tearfully seen him off in the shadows of the platform.
"Goodbye, Sister Hong, I will remember you!"
The words echoed in Jiang Heng's heart. Although she was not the woman he loved most, she was the important woman who opened the door to his desires. Not only do women remember the first man in their lives, but men can never forget the first woman who embraced them! A
woman—the second kind of woman, the woman a man loves in his life! In this moment of parting, Jiang Heng finally understood the new place that Hua Xin Shao had in his heart. She was no longer just a bed partner that could be erased at any time!
Humans are not plants or trees, how can they be without feelings? After so much time together, countless blissful moments, how could he not have changed?
"Rumble..."
The train sped up and sped away from the station. With mixed feelings, Jiang Heng couldn't help but close his eyes again, using his mysterious intuition to sense Sister Hong's gradually receding emotions.
A mysterious intuition? Indeed, it truly is "mysterious"—not a figment of imagination, but a real, unusual feeling!
Since being struck by the "strange lightning," Jiang Heng, who miraculously survived, learned a lesson—those who survive great calamities are destined for good fortune!
He noticed many changes in himself, with this sixth sense being the most obvious. Although he didn't yet understand what he had gained or why this was happening, the young man's heart was filled with excitement, bathed in sunshine!
Hey, hey… so many amazing things were in his mind, waiting for him to explore and discover!
This strange lightning—it's wonderful! To be struck by it so coincidentally is truly an act of immense good fortune!
The truth—here I come! The adventure—don't run away! The excitement—come on, let it surge forth!

Volume One: Adultery and the First Appearance of Superpowers, Chapter Four: Ghosts
(Author's Note: Hehe, people always criticize me when I write erotic content, but I'm used to it! I know that those who stick with "Men's Fantasy" are readers who enjoy plot, but you can rest assured that although the new book has added some erotic content, the plot is much more entertaining than the original. That's because it's a version rushing to publication; how could the plot not be important?)
Southwest China, the oldest mountainous region in China, is a dreamlike land shrouded in mystery!
As spring transitions into summer, the blazing sun hangs high in the sky, its blinding light no longer warm, allowing people to truly feel the characteristics of summer. Embracing the summer's heat, Jiang Heng returned to his hometown—Zhenyuan County—and successfully passed the recruitment process for the county's only group company, one of the largest in Southwest China, "Dakang Group." He only needs to wait a few days to officially report for work and become an "adult"!
"Uh! Everyone, I'm off!"
Before he knew it, the city lights were on. Jiang Heng, having enjoyed a reunion with his old classmates, waved goodbye, staggering in the night breeze, slightly drunk.
"Heh, heh..."
The swaying young man chuckled to himself, the alcohol taking its toll. Thinking of his classmates' descriptions of four types of women, a surge of heat rose within him, and his normal male fantasies began to surface. He even couldn't help but think of the matchmaker he'd had a flirtatious affair with!
His young heart savored the sexy allure of the second type of woman. Unconsciously, Jiang Heng had reached a quiet back alley; his home, located in the old street, was not far away.
"Huh!"
Jiang Heng's raised foot suddenly stopped in mid-air, his heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked around intently.
A cool night breeze blew by, and apart from the faint sounds of people and vehicles in the distance, Jiang Heng did not see the scene he had imagined.
Normally, a normal person would laugh it off and continue walking home; but the young man's abnormality appeared. Guided by a strange intuition, Jiang Heng's legs inexplicably entered the alley, turning left and right, disappearing into the darkness where there were no streetlights.
What was he doing? Was he stupid, or drunk? In such a peaceful night, he was filled with tension. Could this be another abnormality brought about by the "strange thunder"?
The answer appeared when Jiang Heng turned another corner. He was neither stupid nor drunk. The young man, who had unwavering faith in his intuition, once again proved his intuition amazing. The scene before him was definitely a crime scene that was absolutely real.
"Ugh! Help..."
The selfless moonlight poured down like water, its pale silver glow illuminating the perilous scene in the alley.
Three masked men were dragging a woman deeper into the alley, and the woman's desperate struggles were futile. How could she possibly be a match for three men?
"Rape, robbery?"
The words "crime" instantly flashed into Jiang Heng's mind. He wasn't some great hero, but he still had a sense of justice. Coupled with the influence of seven parts drunkenness, as the saying goes, alcohol emboldens heroes, and the young man suddenly displayed a rare courage.
"Stop! Help! There's a rapist—"
He didn't foolishly rush forward to his death; instead, he wisely and rationally chose to shout at the top of his lungs, hoping to scare away the three thugs and ensure his own safety!
However, before Jiang Heng's joy could even reach his eyes, cruel reality played a cruel trick on him.
It was nighttime, and in an extremely secluded place, not only did it fail to attract anyone's attention, but even the thugs who should have fled were unfazed, focusing instead on Jiang Heng!
Fresh out of school, Jiang Heng was dumbfounded, standing there stunned, the world fading in his eyes, the smug grins of the three villains filling his mind.
"Help…"
The disheveled woman saw hope, her courage surged, and she suddenly broke free from the two burly men, charging towards the young man.
"Idiot!"
Another masked man, clearly the leader, cursed angrily and strode after the woman. However, he wasn't in a hurry; this wasn't a place where he could escape easily. At her speed, she would soon become his prey again.
"Ah!"
Jiang Heng, who had never experienced anything like this before, was stunned. His mind was in turmoil, and he was at a loss. Looking at the gleaming weapons in the hands of the three thugs, how could an ordinary person not be terrified?
Run, run for your life! The instinct for survival made Jiang Heng turn back. They weren't targeting him; as long as he didn't meddle, he should be safe!
No, he couldn't run! If he stood by and watched someone die, he would definitely have nightmares later! Besides… the strange thunder… A thought flashed through his mind, and Jiang Heng made up his mind. As a young and vigorous man, he would never be a coward!
"Thump, thump..."
The young man moved, advancing instead of retreating, rushing towards the woman. Just as the terrified woman tripped over the pebbles on the ground, a pair of strong arms swept through the air and caught her securely in their embrace.
Run! Without hesitation, Jiang Heng turned and ran towards his home with the woman in his arms.
"Oh, hey... you brat, looking for death? You dare ruin my good time!"
Reality didn't favor the hero. Before Jiang Heng, carrying a grown woman, even reached the alleyway, he was surrounded by three thugs.
"Cripple him!"
The short, fat leader of the thugs gave the order, and a machete and an iron bar lunged at the young man almost simultaneously. The two burly men were clearly experienced fighters, their attacks targeting the vulnerable parts of the body. "
Ah!"
Jiang Heng, pale-faced, dodged the first attack while still carrying the woman. Retreating to the corner, his seven parts drunkenness vanished instantly, his mind completely enveloped by the thugs' murderous intent!
This was far beyond Jiang Heng's expectations. He hadn't anticipated that these three men were ordinary thugs, daring to kill at the drop of a hat!
"Kid, be a hero in your next life!"
the short, fat leader smugly declared, his eyes filled with lustful malice as he looked at the trembling woman.
"Whoosh—"
Iron bars and machetes came hurtling down, their ferocious force leaving the young man powerless to resist. Cornered against the wall with nowhere to escape, his only chance to survive was to push the woman in his arms towards the thugs!
Jiang Heng moved, but not to succumb to evil. Instead, like a true hero, he whirled around, shielding the woman behind him with his towering figure!
"Ah!"
The disheveled woman's eyes flashed with despair and shock. In that life-or-death moment, she had strangely forgotten her perilous situation, staring incredulously at the legendary, fearless hero!
The thugs had no humanity. The more upright and brave their opponents were, the more their "dignity" as hooligans flared. As bad guys, they couldn't tolerate the existence of good people who weren't afraid of them!
The weapons, moving faster than slower, were brimming with murderous intent. The first blade pressed the boy's clothes against his flesh, and the force of the iron bar swinging towards his head whipped through his black hair.
Jiang Heng wasn't a specially trained professional. Faced with this imminent, deadly crisis, what could he do but wait to die? Would he be the kind of reckless hero who would risk his life for justice?
The woman glanced at Jiang Heng's shoulder out of the corner of her eye and saw the extremely dangerous situation. She gasped, her heart clenching with fear. The sheer terror made her feel suffocated, and she even hallucinated. In a daze, she seemed to see a strange, seven-colored light flash in the young man's eyes!
He was a human, not a light bulb; of course, he couldn't possibly have such a color. What else could this be but a hallucination?
"Ah—"
A hysterical scream tore through the night sky, shaking heaven and earth!
In an instant, less than a blink of an eye, the woman's pale face turned to utter astonishment and an unyielding bewilderment!
This, this…this is too unexpected! Too unbelievable! Is it still a hallucination? How could this be? The overwhelming "accident" left the woman momentarily stunned, forgetting that she should be screaming with joy!
"Ah…"
Lying on the ground groaning was not Jiang Heng, who was in dire straits, but the three thugs with bloodied heads, their contorted faces revealing unbearable fear amidst their pain!
"Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts—"
The thug leader still couldn't understand why his subordinate's iron bar had struck his head, and why his weapon had slammed heavily onto his subordinate's shoulder. The man with the knife was nearly fainting, wondering why the machete he was still gripping was embedded in his arm.
This, this…this is definitely a ghost! There must be a ghost!
Faced with something beyond the reach of common sense, the only human reaction is fear. The three inhuman individuals struggled to their feet and, not daring to linger for even a second, scrambled away, running faster and jumping higher than stray dogs!
"A ghost! A ghost!"
the rescued woman murmured. Although the "ghost" had helped her, her trembling eyes, scanning the surroundings, were still filled with fear.
The woman clung tightly to her savior; she knew it wasn't the young man's doing, but the scene was clear—no one else was there. There was no scientific explanation other than a "ghost"!
"Thump!"
The ghost wasn't found, but the young man the woman was holding suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground!
"Ah!"
The woman's scream was frantic, a tearful cry that failed to rouse the unconscious hero. Jiang Heng was also puzzled; his sleeping face was contorted in pain, as if he were enduring a sea of knives and fire.
Could he have been taught a lesson by a "ghost" too? No, he's a righteous and brave young man, how could that be?
Strange, so strange! A miracle, an absolute miracle!

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