Wow! My wife is beautiful and obedient, everyone envies her!

The world is divided into four continents according to people's living habits, skin color, and language.

Southern Continent, Northern Continent, Western Continent, Eastern Continent.

Qi Yuan is currently located in the Northern Continent.

Qi Yuan had heard about the Fierce Lion from other prisoners in jail.

The Lions belong to the Davis family, one of the oldest families in the North Continent. This family has been in the arms business for over a century and controls half of the North Continent's arms industry.

In addition to possessing various advanced weapons, they also have elite and well-trained guards, making the Davis family the kings of the North Continent.

According to Qi Yuan's memories, Kalis's small company made its profits by running casinos and collecting protection money.

It's certainly something to be proud of for a company that started out in the casino industry to partner with Lion Casino.

But what does this have to do with Qi Yuan?

Qi Yuan, who came from another world, lacked this sense of collective honor.

Rost's boasting was nothing but noise to Qi Yuan.

After driving for nearly 40 minutes on the silver road, the surrounding green hills and plains finally gave way to three- or four-story buildings.

This was Qi Yuan's first time seeing the outside world.

He turned his head to look out the car window.

The world outside the window has a strong 90s vibe.

The people's clothing and the decorations seen on the streets don't have much of a technological feel.

The people sitting on the benches at the bus stop were holding paper newspapers, not mobile phones.

Does the world not have cell phones?

suddenly.

Qi Yuan seemed to understand why, in this world, whoever has more guns has more power.

The car stopped in front of a four-story villa.

Rost warmly invited him to get off the bus and offered to take his backpack.

Qi Yuan's entire fortune was in the other party's hands, and he could only obey like a puppet on strings.

We walked all the way to the third floor.

From the door at the end of the stairs on the third floor came the sound of a man cursing angrily.

"Useless! You can't even handle this simple task. What's the point of keeping you around? I'd rather just fill your tank with cement and throw you into the sea!"

Then another man's pleading and crying voice rang out.

"My brother encountered something unpleasant today; he's not usually this short-tempered."

Seemingly worried that the people inside might frighten Qi Yuan, Rost made a special explanation.

He turned the doorknob, and the door creaked open.

Rost called out into the room, "Big brother, Raymond and I have brought Yuan back."

"What about people?"

A deep male voice asked angrily.

Qi Yuan walked into the house.

There were eight people standing in the room, all of them burly and fierce-looking.

A handsome man sat slumped on the ground, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth and his right cheek swollen and red.

Qi Yuan glanced at the bloodstains on Kalis's fist, then looked at the boss who had made him take the blame.

Kalis was a man nearing forty, with shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. His fierce, triangular eyes turned from anger to surprise upon seeing Qi Yuan's appearance, and then to joy.

The other people in the room also looked at Qi Yuan with surprised eyes.

Only the man who had been beaten to the ground showed a change in his fear upon seeing Qi Yuan, which turned into joy.

Qi Yuan saw scheming in their eyes.

I really want to escape~~

Qi Yuan thought to himself.

However, the other party calculated the time of his release from prison and came to arrest him.

Running around without a plan will likely lead to being caught soon and alerting the authorities.

Qi Yuan could only pretend to be stupid, pretending that he saw nothing and knew nothing.

Kalis stopped scrutinizing him and walked up with a gentle, kind smile. "It's been five years. You've grown up so much, Yuan. You're really beautiful."

It seems that most time travelers have something in common: they all end up in the body of someone with the same name, surname, and even appearance.

Qi Yuan lowered his brow slightly, glanced at Kalis with his dark eyes, and replied, "Not bad."

"You've worked so hard these past five years. Come on, I'll take you out for a nice meal and buy you some pretty clothes."

Qi Yuan had no choice but to agree.

Kalis waved his hand and put his arm around his shoulder, leading him out the door.

The eight burly men inside the house quickly followed them as they left.

Qi Yuan could only passively follow them away.

After leaving the four-story villa, they turned into a small alley, at the end of which was another long street.

The long street was packed with people, each holding a sign protesting the rise in fuel and gas prices.

The crowd included men and women, young and old.

Rost told Qi Yuan that it was true that there was a strike in the city and that all public transportation had stopped running.

The restaurant they went to was just across the street.

They walked through the crowd of strikers and demonstrators into the restaurant.

The restaurant had a faint, sweet aroma of freshly baked bread. It wasn't lunchtime yet, and there were only two tables occupied.

They were dressed smartly, elegantly cutting their steaks, and chatting quietly.

The sounds of the strike outside were isolated by the transparent glass, making them extremely quiet.

The restaurant's quietness and the street's noise, though in the same place, felt like they were separated.

As soon as Qi Yuan sat down, the blond waiter came over and asked, "Sir, what would you like to eat?"

"Ah Yuan, what do you want to eat?"

Qi Yuan glanced at the menu and sighed helplessly.

"Beef burger, please."

It's not that his tastes are like a child's.

The local diet consists mainly of steak, hamburgers, fish and chips.

Although the desserts here were quite plentiful, Qi Yuan didn't like sweets, so he couldn't enjoy this delicacy.

He turned to look at the bustling street outside. Kalis noticed his gaze and chuckled, "What a pitiful bunch. It's just a dollar and fifty cents more for gas and fuel, and they act like it's going to kill them, taking to the streets to protest. But with me, you won't have such troubles. Ah Yuan, I can keep you warm in a room all winter long."

Winters are long here.

From October until mid-March of the following year.

During the six-month winter, city dwellers only have gas-fired underfloor heating as a way to keep warm.

So even though it may seem like only one dollar has gone up, the amount of money spent over the entire winter can be quite substantial.

Qi Yuan is no novice.

He spent five years in prison. Although there were others like him who were pushed out to take the blame, there were still more bad guys than bad guys.

Kalis, who runs a casino and collects protection money, is no good person either, and he wouldn't be kind to someone who takes the blame for him for no reason.

His good intentions were tinged with calculation.

Since Kalis had brought this up, Qi Yuan followed up by asking, "Brother, what can I do for you now?"

Kalis was waiting for Qi Yuan to say those words.

A calculating smug glint flashed in his eyes as he smiled and said, "Ah Yuan, there are so many things you can do for me now. Coincidentally, I have a very important matter at hand. If you can help me accomplish it, you'll be living the high life from now on."