Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Chicken Dao was taken aback when he heard this, but then he realized that the person in front of him was his fan. A fake smile appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Are you here today to check out our shop?" Qin Yu asked excitedly.

"Is this your shop?" Chicken asked, taken aback.

"Yes." Qin Yu nodded, then leaned closer, secretly pointed to the proprietress sitting at the front desk, and whispered:

"She's my mom, and this shop is run by my parents."

As he spoke, Qin Yu casually patted Ji Dao's shoulder, and the Chaos Talisman in his hand slowly dissipated.

Then, he secretly took out a wad of red bills from his pocket and handed it to the chicken, whispering:

"This is just a small token of my appreciation; I would appreciate it if you could say a few good words for our little shop."

When Ji Dao saw the stack of red banknotes in front of him, his eyes lit up.

Wow, this kid's way more savvy than his mom.

Although I didn't count them in detail, judging from the thickness, they must be worth at least several thousand.

Thinking of this, Chicken Dao's smile deepened, and he patted Qin Yu's shoulder affectionately, saying:

"Hey, what are you saying? You're my fan, so you're like family to me. Money doesn't matter. It's only right that I support you."

But while the old man spoke nicely, his hands, clutching the banknotes, were far from idle; he stuffed them all into his pockets.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Qin Yu took his leave.

Back in his seat, he saw Liu Damao and Li Xiaoke both looking at him with blank expressions.

They both witnessed Qin Yu take out a wad of ghost money and hand it to the quack.

Instead of being angry, that guy was delighted. What kind of move is that?

"Qin Yu, why is he still so happy when you give him ghost money?" Liu Damao asked, looking puzzled.

Qin Yu waved his hand and said, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with ghost money? Don't treat ghost money like it's not real money!"

"Ah this..."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Chicken Dao also restarted his phone recording.

But this time, a radiant smile bloomed on his face, like a chrysanthemum in full bloom.

"Friends, I thought a bowl of Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste) would cost at least 20 yuan, but this place only charges 15 yuan, which is such a great deal!"

"Let's take a look at what's in this noodle dish: carrots, cucumber strips. Wow, look at how these cucumber strips are cut! They're practically an art form!"

"And look at this side, wow, that's even more amazing, it's genuine old Beijing-style noodles, bouncy and smooth, with a satisfying chewiness."

"Let me try this sauce again. Mmm, it tastes just like Mom's. This flavor is so authentic!"

Chicken started chattering away again while recording on the phone.

But this time, he showered the bowl of noodles with compliments, a stark contrast to his previous criticism and denigration, leaving the surrounding diners completely dumbfounded.

Good heavens, are you doing Sichuan opera face-changing?

"Ding! Selection complete, gained a large amount of spiritual power."

"Congratulations, host, on your advancement to a two-star martial artist."

Hearing the system notification in his ear, Qin Yu's lips curled into a slight smile of 'concealing his merits and fame'.

……

After the brief incident, the three of them ate some noodles with soybean paste and headed straight for the venue of the underground fighting tournament.

Looking at the dilapidated little bar in front of them, Qin Yu and Li Xiaoke both looked puzzled.

"Hey Da Mao, are you sure the underground fighting tournament will be held here?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Damao was immediately displeased.

"Hey, what are you two saying? Don't you believe me?"

"No matter what, I, Liu Damao, am a big shot in Jiangnan City. Do you think I would lie to you? Just come with me."

Then, Liu Damao swaggered towards the bar entrance, but was stopped by the bodyguards at the door.

"Sorry, the bar is closed for the next couple of days. No unauthorized personnel allowed."

Liu Damao chuckled and said in a low voice:

"We're not here to drink, we're here to box."

The bodyguard glanced at the three people in front of him, and a contemptuous smile immediately appeared on his lips.

Do you have tickets?

"Tickets?" Liu Damao was taken aback. "What are those?"

The bodyguard immediately lost his patience and waved his hand impatiently, saying:

"Get out of here! This isn't a place for little brats like you who haven't even grown their hair yet."

"Sigh, I, Liu Damao, am considered a big shot in Jiangnan City, but I never expected to be stopped by a mere bodyguard today. It's both pathetic and laughable." Liu Damao sighed with a hint of helplessness, displaying an air of superiority.

The bodyguard burst out laughing upon hearing this.

"You're just a name, not some nobody. That's hilarious."

"Get out of here right now!"

"I'm not being rude to you, am I?"

Liu Damao immediately rolled up his sleeves, showing off his muscular biceps, his eyes full of threat.

The security guard silently pulled out a stun gun from behind him.

"Okay, I'm embarrassed, you can continue with your work."

Liu Damao chuckled awkwardly, then turned and left.

Arriving beside Qin Yu and Li Xiaoke, Liu Damao feigned composure and said...

"Hey, this underground fighting tournament has been suddenly canceled. Let's go back."

Qin Yu/Li Xiaoke: "..."

"Da Mao, we might not be the smartest, but we're not deaf..."

"Oh."

Afterwards, all three of them sighed helplessly and prepared to head back home.

However, they had only taken a few steps when they were stopped by a middle-aged man with a smiling face.

"Hey guys, need some money?"

"Money?" Qin Yu was taken aback.

"It's the tickets for underground fighting matches," the middle-aged man explained.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu and the other two's eyes lit up.

"how much is it?"

"Five hundred yuan a piece."

"Holy crap, that's expensive?"

Although this amount of money is nothing to Qin Yu with his current wealth, it still hurts a bit for him to spend 500 yuan on a regular ticket.

"My dear friends, these tickets are incredibly hard to come by right now. So many people want to buy them but can't find a way."

"I only have three tickets left in my pocket. If it weren't for the fact that I feel a connection with you guys, I could sell them to someone else for thousands and there would be a lot of people vying for them."

The middle-aged man shook his head as he spoke, leaving Qin Yu and the other two completely stunned.

"Alright then, we'll take these three tickets."

Then, the three of them each paid 500 yuan for a ticket and returned to the bar entrance.

The security guard at the entrance glanced at the tickets in the hands of the three of them, said nothing, and let them through.

However, just as they entered, they saw the middle-aged man who had sold tickets earlier also walk over and stand next to the bodyguard at the entrance.

Then they saw the middle-aged man secretly slip a thousand yuan to the bodyguard at the door, and then the bodyguard gave him ten tickets...

秦羽：(?2?9?6?1?0?8.?6?1?0?3?2?9)?0?7?0?1?0?7?0?1

Liu Damao: ⊙﹏⊙

Li Xiaoke: (o﹏o?1?7)

……

PS: Who says the human race has no emperors? Yu Shen wrote 10,000 words in one night!