What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

Li Zhiqiu didn't care about all this and just glanced over the heads of the students around him.

When the Huangmao Shenhao system was started, only four people in the class had amounts of money above their heads. These were students who had girlfriends and did not dare to hold the amounts, ranging from a few hundred to ten thousand.

It really doesn't arouse any interest in him.

Sending Kazama to the hospital was just the beginning. The real threat was Arata behind him.

This kind of real gangster is fundamentally different from students and teachers.

If Li Zhiqiu only relies on his ruthlessness, he will end up in death.

It's evening.

Yazi walked out of the hospital with a grim look on her face. She felt heavy-hearted, as if she was being pressed by a huge rock.

Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated in her pocket. She took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.

Yazi hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the answer button.

Li Zhiqiu's voice came from the other end of the phone, calm and clear: "It's me, Li Zhiqiu, I want to meet you."

"Not interested." Yazi said and was about to hang up the phone.

"If Fengjian knew that you sent me a text message to remind me, I think he would definitely hate you." Li Zhiqiu's voice came faintly.

Yazi's face darkened: "I don't understand what you are saying."

"It's not important." Li Zhiqiu said in a relaxed tone: "The key is whether you think Fengjian will believe it. I will send you the address. See you in ten minutes."

Yazi wanted to say something, but the phone only emitted a busy tone.

The phone dinged, and it was the address of a coffee shop.

"Bastard!!!" Yazi clenched his fists, and countless images flashed through his mind, including the usual scene of Li Zhiqiu sitting in the corner, inconspicuous.

Yesterday, Li Zhiqiu kissed him forcefully and roughly put his tongue into her mouth.

And this morning, Li Zhiqiu's beast-like pupils knocked Fengjian's legs off.

Yazi's face was gloomy and uncertain. He stood there for ten minutes and stopped a taxi on the roadside.

Chapter 8

Video

Yazi walked into the agreed coffee shop with a grim look on her face. Her eyes quickly scanned the store and then fixed on Li Zhiqiu who was sitting in the corner.

He walked over quickly and sat down opposite Li Zhiqiu without any hesitation, but did not speak immediately.

Her brows were slightly frowned, and her eyes revealed obvious hostility.

Li Zhiqiu was also in no hurry to speak. He looked at Yazi carefully, his gaze starting from her overly mature golden curly hair and slowly moving downwards.

The golden curly hair looks mature, but seems somewhat out of place with her young face.

She wore several earrings on her ears and her makeup was too heavy, almost covering up the delicate appearance that should have been present at this age.

Bright lipstick, thick mascara and delicate eyeliner, the overly mature makeup but the young body.

The short skirt is above the waist, revealing a pair of slender and white long legs, which is very eye-catching.

Facing Li Zhiqiu's undisguised gaze, Yazi had fire burning in her eyes, her hands clenched together, her knuckles turning white from the force.

He broke the suffocating silence with an angry voice, pouring out all the dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart: "Don't you think it's too much? I was kind enough to remind you, but you threatened me! What do you mean?"

Li Zhiqiu was silent for a while, then suddenly reached out and took out a thick stack of envelopes and threw it in front of Yazi with a "pa".

When Yazi looked at the shape of the envelope, her heart skipped a beat. She reached out and picked up the envelope.

There was a thick stack of Japanese yen in the envelope. She counted them roughly and found that there were at least ten of them, totaling 80,000 yen.

The scene in her mind appeared the day before yesterday when Li Zhiqiu forced 5,000 yen on her and suddenly kissed her.

Shock, anger and humiliation surged into her heart again, making her face look ugly in an instant.

She raised her head, glared at Li Zhiqiu, and asked in a trembling voice, "What do you mean?"

Li Zhiqiu stood up calmly and said to Yazi, "Come with me."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the coffee shop.

Yazi looked at his back, his face changing from gloomy to bright, his fists clenched and unclenched, and Li Zhiqiu's wild and beast-like eyes flashed through his mind.

Her heart was beating fast, but she finally stood up and followed Li Zhiqiu.

Li Zhiqiu took Yazi through the bustling streets and came to a dim alley.

The light here is dim, with only a dim street lamp shining lonely in the corner.

"If you have something to say, just say it now. I don't have time to chat with you." Yazi crossed his arms and looked arrogant. But he turned his head away, not daring to look Li Zhiqiu in the eye.

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The pair of long slender legs under the short skirt were trembling slightly.

Li Ruozhiqiu slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched Asia's slender white neck with his fingers.

Yazi's eyes were instantly filled with fear.

However, she did not dodge, but just stood there, allowing Li Zhiqiu's hand to hold her neck.

Li Zhiqiu's hands exerted gentle force, and there was no trace of malice in his eyes.

However, Yazi felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if she was tightly bound by an invisible force.

Her heart beat faster and her breathing became rapid, as if she might suffocate at any moment, but a strange blush appeared deep in her cheeks.

When she was about to suffocate, Li Zhiqiu loosened her hand. Yazi suddenly felt relieved and gasped for breath, as if she was breaking free from the fear just now.

"Kneel down."

Li Zhiqiu's voice remained calm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Yazi's body trembled slightly. She felt extremely humiliated. She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.

Facing Li Zhiqiu's irresistible gaze, a suffocating feeling lingered in his throat.

Her body was trembling slightly, and her legs seemed to have lost their strength, unable to support her body. She knelt in front of him in humiliation.

As she moved, her skirt moved up, lifting a corner, and her slender white thighs touched the dirty floor.

Li Zhiqiu stood there quietly, looking at Yazi who was kneeling in front of him.

He unbuckled his belt.

Yazi looked flustered and opened her mouth in humiliation when the blow was thrown in her face.

"Too unfamiliar." Li Zhiqiu mocked.

Yazi looked embarrassed and annoyed.

Li Zhiqiu suddenly stretched out his hand and firmly pressed the back of Yajiuzi's head. With his other hand, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera function.

His fingers were like an iron clamp, choking her breath.

Ayako's face turned pale in an instant. She tried hard to open her mouth and try to breathe in a breath of air, but to no avail.

As the feeling of suffocation intensified, saliva began to flow from the corners of Ayako's mouth and her body began to struggle weakly.

She waved her hands wildly, trying to struggle free.

However, her strength seemed so insignificant in the face of Li Zhiqiu's anger. Her eyes gradually turned white and her hands finally fell down weakly.

Li Zhiqiu closed his eyes, feeling an unprecedented squeeze. He shuddered all over, let out a long breath, and then let go of his hand.

Yazi collapsed on the ground like a piece of rag, gasping for breath, as if he had just returned from the gates of hell.

His face was still pale, and his eyes were filled with fear and something incomprehensible mixed in.

"The money is yours." Li Zhiqiu said and turned away without any nostalgia or hesitation.

Just as he was about to take a step, Yazi suddenly called him loudly.

"Wait!" Yazi's voice was full of anger and complexity, and she stared at Li Zhiqiu's back.

When Li Zhiqiu turned around, she suddenly lowered her voice: "What do you take me for?!"

Faced with Yazi's questioning, Li Zhiqiu just smiled gently, without answering or explaining.

He turned and left, as if all this had nothing to do with him, leaving Yazi sitting alone on the ground.

Ako held her throat, her eyes filled with anger and despair. She shouted loudly:

"Asshole! Who do you think you are?"

Her voice echoed in the empty room. She vented her anger while wiping the tears from her face.

There was a blush on her face, resentment and disappointment.

Li Zhiqiu successfully stopped a taxi on the roadside. He quickly got into the back seat and said to the driver, "Master, let's go to Adachi Hospital."

Then, he took out his cell phone and started playing the video he had just shot.

The video quality is average, and the camera is a little shaky, but it is enough to clearly see Yazi kneeling on the ground, his hands hanging limply, his face pale from suffocation, and saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, looking painful.

However, when watching the video carefully again, Li Zhiqiu noticed that there seemed to be something else mixed in with the painful expression on Yazi's face.

Li Zhiqiu squinted his eyes, shook his head and turned off his phone.

The taxi weaved through the busy streets and soon arrived at Adachi Hospital.

Li Zhiqiu put away his phone, paid the fare, and quickly walked into the hospital gate.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

Chapter 9

Play in person

Li Zhiqiu carefully selected the cheapest fruit plate on the roadside and walked into the gate of Adachi Hospital. The unique smell of hospital disinfectant hit him in the face, mixed with various complex smells from the people coming and going.

Li Zhiqiu walked to the front desk and said to the nurse with a smile: "Hello, I am Fengjian's friend. Which ward is he in?"

The nurse looked up at him with a hint of doubt in her eyes. How could a friend not know the ward number? However, she did not ask any more questions and smiled professionally:

"Please wait a moment. I'll check for you."

Li Zhiqiu waited with a smile, got the room number, walked into the elevator and pressed the floor button.

As the elevator slowly rises.

Li Zhiqiu's mood also became nervous. He narrowed his eyes and turned all the plans over in his mind. When he walked out of the elevator, a gentle smile was on his face.

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He walked down the corridor to Kazama's ward and knocked on the door politely.

After hearing a faint response from inside, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Fengjian lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face as pale as a piece of white paper, and his feet were in thick plaster.

Seeing Li Zhiqiu coming in, Fengjian's face changed drastically. He tried to get up from the bed, but it pulled the wound. After letting out a suppressed cry of pain, he fell back.

His expression was one of struggle and pain, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

His eyes were fixed on Li Zhiqiu, and his look contained anger, anxiety, murderous intent, and a complex mixture of various emotions.

"Don't move, just lie down and rest." Li Zhiqiu smiled and gently placed the fruit plate on the cabinet next to the bed.

Then he took out a hammer from his pocket and put it aside casually.

When Feng Jian saw the hammer, his body trembled, as if he had PTSD, and his face became ferocious: "I will kill you, I swear!"

Li Zhiqiu sat down with a smile and started peeling an apple.

The knife in his hand slid lightly across the apple skin, making a slight rustling sound. While peeling the apple, he said lightly:

"You have a great girlfriend."

Hearing Li Zhiqiu's words, Fengjian's originally pale face suddenly turned red. His eyes stared at Li Zhiqiu closely, his eyes full of anger and confusion.