Yu-Gi-Oh!: This isn't a duel!

The three men in front of me were dressed in rags, their cuffs stained with years of accumulated grease, and they reeked of a mixture of cheap tobacco and sweat.

By all accounts, he doesn't seem like a wealthy person who can spend money like water and buy those expensive and rare cards.

Poverty, greed, powerful cards of dubious origin, and the bizarre phenomenon of cards automatically disappearing as data after defeat...

All these clues, like a series of cold, venomous snakes, ultimately point to that nauseating behemoth deep in You Yang's memory—that mysterious organization hidden in the shadows, arbitrarily manipulating duels and lives.

"If it's someone from that organization..."

Upon realizing this, You Yang's aura suddenly changed.

What was originally just a sense of oppression instantly transformed into a chilling killing intent that felt almost tangible.

The chill made the temperature in the surrounding alleyways seem to drop several degrees, and the air became thick and suffocating.

If these three guys in front of him really were henchmen of that organization, then You Yang would never allow them to leave this alley alive.

The three brothers, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, were terrified by the sudden and terrifying murderous aura that hadn't even settled back into their stomachs.

Instinctively, like frightened quails, they huddled together, trembling.

"No, no!"

"Brother, spare my life!"

As the second oldest, Slink was the quickest to react. He felt the murderous intent that was almost piercing his skin and immediately realized that if he didn't explain clearly, he might really be killed in the next second.

He spoke very quickly, shouting hysterically with a sobbing voice:

"That [No.] card is truly a family heirloom! It was definitely not stolen!"

"As for those powerful general-purpose cards... they were given to us by the person who posted the bounty!"

"They said it was a temporary, powerful tool they lent us to ensure the mission's success!"

"This is truly the first time we've done something so heinous, we'll never do it again!"

"Whether it's cards or information, take whatever you want!"

Please, please don't kill us!

Slink knelt on the ground, frantically banging his head against the ground like a pestle being pounded, as if afraid that if he hesitated even for a second, his head would fall to the ground.

Just then, a pungent, foul smell filled the narrow space.

"Mom...I want to go home..."

The youngest but largest of the three brothers, Bock, was now completely terrified by You Yang, who resembled a demon.

His eyes went unfocused, and he collapsed to the ground, wailing loudly. His pants were soaked, and yellow liquid slowly trickled down the ground.

You Yang frowned in disgust and subconsciously took a half step back to avoid the filthy stain.

He coldly looked down at the three men making a fool of themselves, quickly weighing his options in his mind.

Slink's words were half true and half false, but his cowardly demeanor didn't seem like he was acting.

If they were core members of that organization, or assassins with even a little bit of status, they certainly wouldn't act like this.

Moreover, judging from their appearance, they don't seem to know much inside information.

Reason told him that, for the sake of caution, eliminating the problem completely was the cleanest approach.

After all, having even the slightest connection with that organization is a potential threat.

but……

Looking at the giant baby who had already wet his pants in fear, and the skinny man who had kowtowed until his forehead bled in order to survive, the murderous intent in You Yang's eyes gradually subsided.

I'm not some bloodthirsty killer, so since the situation is uncertain, I'd better just forget about it.

"okay."

You Yang concealed his aura, turned to the side, and waved his hand as if shooing away flies, clearing a path to the alley entrance:

"Take your scrap metal and get out of here."

Upon hearing this word, the three brothers could hardly believe their ears.

The joy, akin to being pardoned from the death penalty, instantly transported them from hell to heaven.

"Thank you, Brother, for sparing my life! Thank you!"

The three were overjoyed and dared not linger for even half a second longer.

Gustav grabbed the still-crying Burke, while Slink scrambled ahead, and the three of them fled this nightmarish place that they would never forget, like stray dogs.

Explanation regarding the past two days!

Whew, after two days of rest, I'm fully recharged!

Finally, I've reached a million words! It wasn't easy!

I had actually considered abandoning the project before, because after the Gemini storyline started, my subscription rate began to plummet. Although it was already bad before, I still had around 80+ follower subscriptions, which was the kind of rate I could easily achieve with a little effort. So I was just hanging on to keep writing. (Actually, I never actually achieved a perfect attendance bonus...)

However, the storyline of Gemini took a nosedive after it started, with only thirty-something new subscribers. It was impossible to get the full attendance bonus. At that time, I really wanted to abandon the story. After all, I'm a writer from Feilu, and those who know, know.

Looking at the fact that I hadn't even gotten a hundred subscribers after five or six days, I had absolutely no motivation to write. However, the constant stream of comments from readers, mostly discussions about the plot, kept me going.

I would like to thank him here – the Valiant Knight.

It was your constant stream of comments that kept me going during that period.

I am equally grateful to the other readers who have quietly subscribed.

It is your subscriptions that have brought this book to a million words.

So in the end I had to stop the Gemini storyline, maybe because you didn't want to watch other people play cards.

As for what happened these past two days, it's not about the eunuch running away. (If I were to run away, I would do it quietly...)

It's because I'm allergic to seafood. Since it's Chinese New Year, I went to the market and bought some razor clams, but I didn't expect to be allergic to them.

My whole body is itchy, and I have red patches like in the picture all over my body. I really can't type anything.

I thought I'd just copy and paste it first, and then add the rest the next day. The next day, although the itching had stopped, my hand was swollen.

Typing is really tiring. I forced myself to finish the ones I had signed earlier, but I just couldn't type the rest.

In addition to allergies, I also had a slight fever, and I needed to relieve the itching when I had an allergic reaction.

I filled a container with ice water and then soaked myself in it.

The itching stopped then, but with the weather in Zhejiang now, I can only say that karma comes quickly.

I've been lying in bed for the past two days. As for why I didn't take leave, why did I have to write those chapters that look like I'm about to run away?

That's because the data has picked up a bit in the last couple of days, with about fifty new subscriptions (although it dropped back to the thirties due to allergies...).

Because taking leave will disconnect the smart notification, although it may not be of much use, since my grades are already like this.

But I still didn't want to break it off, so this happened.

(Actually, it might have been better to take leave earlier, then I wouldn't have had to go through all this...)

Actually, I was very confused before.

Because the data was poor, and my family wasn't very supportive.

I've thought about starting a new book, but I'm not the kind of person with a lot of energy.

One book can exhaust all my energy; if I were to write two, I would abandon the other one.

But since I'm almost at a million words, I thought, why don't I just write until I reach a million words and see?

Even if no one reads it, even if I stop writing books in the future, at least I can still say that I have written a novel of over a million words!

So at the time I thought I'd write at least a million words before making any decisions.

So I continued writing.

I will probably continue writing now, since there are still people supporting me, but I can't say for sure that I won't abandon the project.

What if I get hit by a car as soon as I step outside?

All I can say is that I will try my best to finish writing this book.

The New Year is just two days away!

On this auspicious New Year, I wish you all:

With an unwavering Daoist heart, one will be blessed with good fortune!

Breaking through the towering waves of the mortal world, soaring straight to the ninth heaven of the azure clouds!

Chapter 276 An Epic Meeting Between a Police Officer and a Fugitive!

Watching the three figures disappear into the distance, You Yang didn't take it to heart.

Just a few small fry.

If we ever find ourselves on the opposite side again because of that organization, I can just deal with them then. After all, I've already taken their core cards, so they won't pose any threat in the future.

"Let's go too."

You Yang turned around and gave Xiao Ye and Lena behind him a relaxed smile. Then he took his phone out of his pocket again, the screen's light reflecting on his face.

"Next, it's time to pay a visit to that mysterious 'live-streaming duo'."

……

Meanwhile, a few blocks away.

The three brothers ran for two kilometers in one go until their lungs felt like they were on fire. Only when they were sure that the terrifying figure was not chasing them did they dare to stop and lean against the corner of the wall to catch their breath.

"Ha...ha...B-Big brother, is it really okay for us to just run away like this?"

Slink wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked back with lingering fear, his voice still trembling.

Gustav was also drenched in sweat, his face contorted with bulging muscles, but he still tried to maintain his elder brother's dignity, panting and cursing:

"Nonsense! What else would you do if you didn't run away?"

"Go back to your death?"