What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

The pair of long white legs under the school uniform skirt were trembling with fear.

Looks very charming.

Li Zhiqiu looked at Fengjian again.

Name: Murakami Kazama

Amount held: 56 yen.

Li Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, took out his wallet from his pocket, and took out all the money inside, a total of 5,000 yen.

He bent down and stuffed it into Yazi's hand: "Here, it's all yours!"

"?" The fear on Yazi's face had not yet faded. He forced money on her. She was stunned and her eyes were wide open.

Li Zhiqiu didn't give her time to think. He suddenly hugged her in his arms and kissed her in her surprised eyes.

Their lips touched.

"Woo woo!" Yazi only reacted at this moment, his eyes revealing strong resistance and uneasiness, and his hands struggled hard to break free from Li Zhiqiu's restraints.

But Li Zhiqiu held her tightly like an iron clamp, without any retreat.

Li Zhiqiu's tongue forced her lips open and went in.

Half a minute later.

Suddenly there was a sound of movement behind me.

Li Zhiqiu turned around.

Fengjian was lying on the ground. He tried hard to open his eyes, but he only saw a blurry scene. His eyes were pierced with tears, as if he wanted to tear the enemy in front of him into pieces.

His physical weakness and dizziness made him unable to stand. He could only lie on the ground, staring at Li Zhiqiu fiercely.

The expression on his face was distorted and terrifying, like a wounded beast, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

At this moment.

In Li Zhiqiu's vision, the amount of money on Murakami Kazama's head changed.

Name: Murakami Kazama

Amount held: 53 yen

It was 2.5 yen less than before, which was exactly five times the 2 yen that Li Zhiqiu had just given to Yazi, triggering the highest level of 5- times critical hit.

Li Zhiqiu let go of Yazi, turned and walked towards Fengjian who was lying on the ground, looked down at him, with a cold look in his eyes.

Although Fengjian was in a fuzzy state, he could still feel Li Zhiqiu approaching.

He tried to struggle to escape from this humiliating situation, but the weakness of his body and the dizziness of his mind made him unable to move.

Li Zhiqiu didn't hesitate at all. He suddenly raised his foot and stepped down, pressing Fengjian's face to the ground.

The kick was so powerful that it made a loud "click" sound that echoed in the empty corridor.

Kazama's face was stepped on and deformed, he completely lost consciousness and fell into darkness.

"Don't mess with the Yan people."

Li Zhiqiu ignored everyone else, walked up to the trembling Buliang who was trembling with fear, picked up the blood-stained compass on the ground, and turned away.

Yazi sat on the ground, covering her lips tightly with her hands, her legs closed, her body trembling slightly, and her penis beating non-stop.

Li Zhiqiu walked to a deserted corner, his body relaxed and he almost fell down. He supported himself on the wall with his hands and gasped for breath.

After the adrenaline fades, fear sets in.

Cold sweat was already seeping through his back.

Chapter 3

Make an appointment

The atmosphere in the rest area of ​​the hospital was extremely tense. Feng Jian sat there, with a thick bandage on his nose, his hands clenched into fists, and a suffocating murderous aura emanating from his body.

The two bad boys and Yazi stood aside, not daring to say a word.

They lowered their heads and avoided his gaze, afraid to meet Fengjian's. This silent waiting was more terrifying than direct violence.

"I will kill him tomorrow." Fengjian said this with a cold expression, his tone full of murderous intent.

The two bad boys and Yazi looked at each other and saw the fear and anxiety in each other's eyes.

"Kazama..." Ako mustered up her courage and said, "Calm down. If the situation gets out of hand, you'll end up in a juvenile detention center. Let's ask Brother Nitta for help."

Fengjian raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and the scene of Li Zhiqiu forcefully kissing Yazi kept echoing in his mind.

Anger and jealousy were like a raging fire that almost devoured him.

He stared at Yazi closely and asked in a cold tone, "Are you reluctant to let go?"

Yazi was stunned by this question. The 5,000 yen given to her by Li Zhiqiu was still in her bag. She opened her mouth and wanted to explain, but found that she had no idea where to start.

She could only stand there silently.

The two bad guys next to them lowered their heads and dared not even breathe.

At a corner not far away, Li Zhiqiu stood quietly leaning against the wall, his fingers tapping lightly on the wall, making a subtle and rhythmic sound.

When the patients around began to leave one after another, Li Zhiqiu also blended into the crowd.

His house is located in a single-family building on the outskirts of the city. The old walls tell traces of history in the sunset. It is very old, but clean.

There are small pots of plants around, full of the breath of life.

Li Zhiqiu took out the key and gently pushed open the door. A familiar smell of food wafted into his nose. He smiled with relief and shouted into the room, "Grandma, I'm back."

He changed his shoes at the entrance and saw his grandmother sitting at the dining table. Her face was filled with a bright smile, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"You're back, come and eat."

"Okay." Li Zhiqiu put down his schoolbag, washed his hands, and sat down at the table: "By the way, grandma, I actually want to go out to work earlier."

Grandma was stunned when she heard this, and a hint of hesitation flashed across her cloudy eyes: "I saved some money when I was young, enough for you to finish college."

She put down her chopsticks, her eyes turned kind: "If this is a well-considered decision, I will support you."

After a brief silence, Li Zhiqiu put on a smile again: "When I was studying, I would have the thought of not wanting to study every day, but I would feel better after a good night's sleep."

Grandma smiled again: "Eat quickly."

"Okay." Li Zhiqiu ate with a smile and chatted and laughed with his grandmother.

After dinner, grandma cleaned up with a smile. After saying hello, Li Zhiqiu returned to his room.

He didn't turn on the lights. The whole room was shrouded in darkness. Only the faint light coming in from the window outlined the outline of the room for him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, eyes closed, lost in thought.

The previous scene kept echoing in my mind.

Every scene made him angry and uneasy.

Li Zhiqiu raised his right hand, and a ten thousand yen note appeared in his palm.

Panels appeared in front of him at the same time.

"Name: Li Zhiqiu"

"The current yellow-hair gold is 1.5 yen."

The system of the yellow-haired rich man is simple and clear, without any fancy functions. He can withdraw money from his holdings at any time when he needs it, and the minimum amount is 1 yen.

The cash withdrawal function is one-way and he cannot put it back.

He is not yet sure how the system works in which the money disappears.

From a rational point of view, now that he has this magical plug-in, he should hide quietly for now.

But grandma is old and has lived here for decades. It is impossible to take her away. He can't have this kind old lady accompany him and worry about him, and where else can he run to.

Li Zhiqiu's face became colder and colder, as if covered by a layer of frost.

Why should good people be bullied?

After a long time, he stood up suddenly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He walked to the closet, opened the door, rummaged quickly in the closet, and took out a black sports suit and a black mask.

Then pick up the baseball bat in the corner.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

Li Zhiqiu was startled. He looked at the strange number flashing on the screen of his mobile phone and a flash of nervousness appeared in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally pressed the answer button.

Unexpectedly, a clear female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, are you Li Zhiqiu? It's me, Teacher Qianhe."

"Ah?" Li Zhiqiu was stunned, and the beautiful figure of Qianhe appeared in his mind, with a neat and clean ponytail and a heroic look in her brows.

The tight-fitting uniform outlines her S-shaped figure, and under the one-step skirt is a pair of long and straight black silk legs and black high heels.

"I want to talk to you. Is it convenient for us to meet now?" There was something strange in Qianhe's voice.

"Sorry, I still have to study tonight." Li Zhiqiu gripped the bat tightly and tried to make his voice sound calmer.

"I know you injured Kazama today." Chizuru said, "Kazama has connections with the gangsters outside the school. I can help you solve your future troubles."

Li Zhiqiu looked surprised. As far as he could remember, Teacher Qianhe came to the school for internship a month ago and caused a stir because of her beautiful looks.

But she was a low-key person and did not give formal lectures. She was always handling some secretarial work, and the students' attention was quickly attracted by new things.

At this time, Teacher Chizuru's voice on the phone was firm and powerful, with a sense of authority.

"Okay, I'll come out now."

Li Zhiqiu put down the baseball bat, his heart beating "thumping", like a person struggling in his hands and finally grabbing a straw.

The address that Chizuru agreed to meet was a coffee shop not far from the school.

Li Zhiqiu pushed the door open and was immediately surrounded by the warm atmosphere and rich aroma of coffee in the store.

He looked around and soon saw Chizuru in the corner.

She was wearing a sports outfit that covered her S-curves, and sunglasses covered most of her face, leaving only half of it exposed.

Even so, it still cannot conceal her beautiful temperament.

Li Zhiqiu walked up to Qianhe and sat down gently.

He noticed that there was a cup of steaming coffee in front of her, and she was sitting there quietly, waiting for his arrival.

"Teacher Qianhe, what do you want to talk to me about?" Li Zhiqiu broke the silence first and asked.

Qianzuru took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of bright and deep eyes.

She looked at Li Zhiqiu, smiled slightly, and then said: "I came to you because I want to talk to you about what happened between you and Feng Jian. Just tell me, I'm a police officer."

Chapter 4

Sneak attack

Hearing this, Li Zhiqiu remained calm and took a sip of the coffee in front of him. "Is there anything special about Fengjian? I don't think a bad person who bullies classmates for fun needs to alert the police to go undercover."

Qianhe stared at Li Zhiqiu's expression, trying to catch a trace of surprise or emotion in his face, but found nothing.

His face was like a tranquil lake, so calm that it was hard to guess what he was really thinking.

"You don't seem surprised?" Qianhe opened her red lips slightly and started to tidy up the boy in front of her. With his handsome appearance, anyone who saw him would think he was an ordinary high school student who was a little handsome.

When she learned that Fengjian was beaten into the hospital, her first reaction was disbelief.

"The tone of your voice and the time you came to me made me just guess." Li Zhiqiu's voice was calm, as if he was not affected by any emotions.

However, he pinched his thigh tightly with his right hand under the table, so hard that it even turned white, to hide his inner tension and anxiety.