Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Zhou Yang naturally noticed the strange light in Pan Yang's eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I can give you a chance."

"Opportunity?" Pan Yang felt a little confused. What opportunity? Shouldn't that be my line?

The car stopped on the side of the road.

Zhou Yang continued, "You have ten minutes to escape. If they can't catch you within those ten minutes, you're free."

"Why should I run?"

"Do you know the consequences of following me?" Zhou Yang looked at Pan Yang, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes. His unhurried demeanor gave off a dangerous feeling: "I am not a good person."

"Oh." Pan Yang shrugged. "So?"

Zhou Yang was speechless. Was this person really stupid or did he really understand everything? He had been kind enough to give him a chance, but this person was so indifferent, even nonchalant.

Not only Zhou Yang, but the driver and bodyguard sitting in the front of the car were stunned. No way, is this kid out of his mind? Or do they not look like bad people?

Zhou Yang didn't continue speaking but took out his phone and turned on the ten-minute countdown. Pan Yang looked at him but didn't make any move and said calmly, "No need for the countdown, I'm not leaving."

"You really like me?" Zhou Yang's eyes darkened as he looked at Huan Yang. At first, he thought that this person was just saying that on purpose to escape.

“Yeah, I fell in love at first sight because you’re handsome.” Pan Yang nodded very seriously, then paused for two seconds before adding, “I’m an adult.”

No, what does it have to do with me that you're an adult? Zhou Yang was momentarily speechless; this was truly the first time he'd ever met someone like this.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and exhaled a smoke ring: "Keeping you by my side is of no use to me, so you only have two fates: death or a fate worse than death."

Seeing the car filled with smoke, Pan Yang opened the window, snatched the cigarette from Zhou Yang's hand, and threw it out. He waved the cigarette around and said, "Really, you're so young, why are you smoking? I don't even smoke!"

001: "No, host, which of you two is the youngest?! Zhou Yang is almost thirty and you're not even twenty yet!"

Ignoring 001's complaints, Pan Yang looked at Zhou Yang and asked, "How exactly are you half-dead?"

Looking at Huan Yang's series of actions, Zhou Yang inexplicably couldn't get angry. This person was really extremely bold, but he felt as if Huan Yang was supposed to be this bold.

“Some people in the underworld have certain peculiar tastes.” Zhou Yang flicked the cigarette ash that had accidentally fallen on his clothes. “And what do you think about a young and handsome man like you?”

"You have ulterior motives towards me." Pan Yang's eyes lit up, and he spoke directly.

"What?" Zhou Yang was now seriously doubting what he had just said. He shouldn't have said anything wrong, right? He was threatening him, right? Why did this person seem so excited?

The driver in front couldn't hold it in and almost choked on his own saliva. He thought it was quite an achievement to see his boss so shocked in his entire life.

Zhou Yang took a deep breath and waved his phone screen at Pan Yang: "You have five minutes left. This is your last chance. Otherwise, you'll never be able to leave."

Last chance.

After thinking for a while, Pan Yang realized that killing the original owner's father would be too troublesome. No, he had to deal with it now so he wouldn't have to wander around aimlessly later.

Thinking of this, Pan Yang nodded in agreement and suddenly kissed Zhou Yang: "I'm going to take care of something." After saying that, he opened the door and got out of the car. They were not far from the city center, and Pan Yang walked in the direction of the original owner's house based on his memory.

As Zhou Yang watched the man's retreating figure, he could almost still feel the man's breath on his lips.

The bodyguard's voice trembled slightly: "Boss, should I get out of the car and chase after him now?" This is insane; their boss actually got taken advantage of.

Zhou Yang wiped his mouth with his hand: "No need, just wait."

"Understood." The bodyguard was even more shocked now; this world was truly starting to feel surreal.

Pan Yang quickly arrived at a dilapidated apartment building that seemed out of place in the city center. He entered the original owner's home and didn't even need to force his way in; he simply pushed the door open gently.

The floor was littered with empty bottles and trash, and the whole house reeked of a strange smell.

The original owner's father was lying on the sofa, seemingly drunk, holding a beer bottle in his hand, completely unaware that Pan Yang had arrived.

As Pan Yang entered the room, there was almost no place to put his feet on the floor, and he bumped into a pile of wine bottles, making a crisp sound.

"Who!" Yao's father sat up abruptly, straining to open his eyes. Upon recognizing it was Huan Yang, he threw the wine bottle away. "You little brat, didn't I already sell you? How did you get back?! Let me tell you, even if you come back, I won't take care of you."

He staggered as he tried to stand up from the sofa, but as soon as he stood up, he plopped down on the floor: "Damn it, are you blind? Can't you help me up? It's your honor if I sell you out! Don't look at me like that! You think you're all grown up now?"

Fan Yang narrowed his eyes as he listened to Yao's insane ramblings, then slowly walked over and kicked Yao's father to the ground, stepping on his shoulder. Yao's father was now unable to get up.

He felt pain all over his shoulder and blurted out, "Yao Panyang! I raised you all these years, what's wrong with selling you out once! Get out of my way! Believe me or not, I'll kill you right now!"

"I believe you." Pan Yang said calmly, his dark eyes fixed on him. With a flick of his wrist, Xiaoyao appeared in his hand and, without another word, slashed at Yao's father's wrist.

"Ah!" Yao's father was now completely sober. He tried to cover his arm, but he couldn't move because Pan Yang was stepping on it. He looked at Pan Yang and felt a chill creep up from the bottom of his heart.

Like the Grim Reaper, Pan Yang's eyes were devoid of any emotion, not even anger. Yao's father finally began to panic and tried to struggle.

"Please, let's talk this out. I'm your father, how could I possibly harm you?" Yao's father's voice trembled slightly. "Let me go, ah!"

The next second, his other arm was chopped off, and Pan Yang shook the blood off Xiao Yao's body.

"You son of a bitch! Fan Yang! You'll die a horrible death! You'll die a horrible death!" Yao's father went completely mad.

However, Pan Yang was not affected by him. He swiftly severed the tendons in Pan Yang's Achilles tendon and left, closing the door behind him.

Having witnessed the whole process, 001 began to tremble. The host of the stacking was indeed no good person, but Yao's father also deserved his punishment!

Although this is far more cruel than killing Yao's father directly, Yao's father is now a cripple, unable to walk and without his hands. There are few people in this community to begin with, and they all know what kind of personality Yao's father has.

Even if Yao's father shouted frantically, no one would come to save him. There was only one outcome for him: to wait for death.