Damn it! I clearly threw away the ring, so why am I still so unlucky.
If it weren't for that disgusting thing, Yang Yan'er, not teaching me real skills, how could I have fallen to this point… Yang Yan'er, you really deserve to die!
Sigh, from now on, I can only rely on Master Fang Meiyun. I never thought that I, a dignified Immortal cultivator, would end up in jail twice in just one month.
Hmph, that chicken is also crazy. If I really forced it, it’s another question whether it would cry or not!
… …
It's clear how frequent Lin Qifan's inner thoughts were, mostly cursing everything and everyone, especially Jiang Yu and Yang Yan'er. He was in a state of unstable Dao heart and blaming everyone.
“Disciple… how could this be?”
Inside the ring, Yang Yan'er silently shed a tear.
She never imagined that her most promising disciple's heart would be so malicious…
“No, maybe it’s not like that…”
“Perhaps it’s just an Illusion created by this demonic artifact!”
“But the demonic aura is too strong, it seems my disciple has truly fallen.”
Hearing Yang Yan'er’s inner struggle, Jiang Yu almost burst out laughing.
Friend, lie to me, and I'll just laugh it off, but don't lie to yourself.
“Xiao Yu, you’re only in your twenties and you’re already coming to get a foot massage? You’ve got some nerve.”
Li Kexin walked over, gently pinching Jiang Yu’s earlobe, and frowned, saying:
“I’m going to tell your mom!”
Jiang Yu was speechless and waved his hand, saying, “Let’s not talk about this. In the upcoming case, there will be a false accusation of rape. Don’t let Lin Qifan go to jail; just let him bear a debt of several million.”
“Lin Qifan?”
Although she didn’t quite understand why Jiang Yu knew Lin Qifan would appear here, Li Kexin still nodded and said:
“Anyway, our Li family has people in the court, and the right to interpret the clauses is in our hands. You say how to judge, and it will be judged that way.”
Sigh, is this the joy of being a Brahmin in a small city?
Jiang Yu put away his phone; he had been recording the whole time, and the screen was full of Lin Qifan’s figure.
Now, it was time to close the net.
… …
“Wang Gang, you can go now.”
As soon as he entered the interrogation room, Lin Qifan saw an incredible scene.
The woman who falsely accused him actually picked up her bag and left before her butt even warmed the seat.
Wang Gang happily opened his online banking, and sure enough, a mysterious account had transferred 500,000 yuan into it.
Not long ago, someone added her on WeChat and sent a 150,000 yuan deposit, asking her to falsely accuse the client in front of her of using force, with a balance of 500,000 yuan to be paid after the deed was done.
Having been in this line of work for so long, Wang Gang knew that money was hard to earn and life was tough. To get 500,000 yuan by just opening her mouth and spreading rumors was like a pie falling from the sky.
Moreover, for false accusations, there was no surveillance at the time, so who could say for sure?
Even if it failed in the end, so what? She still got 150,000 yuan for free.
What? What if someone sues me for spreading rumors?
Please, she's a girl, with super high magic resistance. She'll cry, make a fuss, and threaten to hang herself, and the final judgment will still favor her, tsk tsk~
“Officer! I was really framed! I didn’t do anything at the time… It was all that woman spreading rumors!” Lin Qifan shouted angrily.
Officer Xiao Zhao took out a large stack of unknown materials and a tube of diluted liquid sample.
“Kid, the evidence is conclusive. Your descendants were found at the scene. After professional testing, you did indeed use violent means against that lady…”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
“As soon as I sat down, a thick stack of materials was thrown at me. Are your investigations and evidence collection that fast?!”
The enraged Lin Qifan slammed the table and stood up. He would never allow himself to be slandered.
“Watch your language, or the law enforcement recorder will run out of power again,” Officer Xiao Zhang, next to Xiao Zhao, said coldly.
These two were the officers who performed the Great Memory Restoration Technique on Lin Qifan a week ago, the diligent Hum and Ha Generals, Yan Liang and Wen Chou, under Police Flower Li Kexin.
“I didn’t force anyone! I didn’t! You beasts… The evidence must be fake!”
The enraged Lin Qifan couldn't listen to their words. He was already full of anger, and being framed on top of that, it was already impressive that he could maintain a shred of sanity.
Xiao Zhao realized that the criminal in front of him was not easy to deal with.
He easily tore off handcuffs that could restrain an Earth Rank Ancient Martial Artist, his combat power was already close to the Heaven Rank.
However, the official Ancient Martial Artist organizations had long distributed a treasure for Ancient Martial Artists to various local organizations—the ultra-high-voltage stun gun.
“One hundred thousand volts!”
Zzzzzzz—
Turn the voltage to maximum and listen to the sound of the Ancient Martial Artist's defenses breaking.
Even the spiritual energy of a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator could not withstand such a powerful voltage, and Lin Qifan, being in a state of rage, did not have time to adjust his spiritual energy for defense.
He instantly stiffened.
Even Fang Meiyun, inside the silver needle in his arms, started doing a strange dance, like something out of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
After all, lightning has a special attack effect on souls.
“Damn it, could it be that his bad luck has also infected me~”
Fang Meiyun, inside the ring, was on the verge of tears, her voice distorted by electricity. She had long seen that Lin Qifan was an unlucky child.
But she never expected that this bastard's bad luck would be contagious!
“Are you behaving now?”
Xiao Zhao glared fiercely at Lin Qifan.
Lin Qifan: … …
“Now let’s talk about your problem! You either choose to compensate Ms. Wang Gang 1,680,000 yuan for emotional damages, or you go to prison for life. Choose one of the two.”
Lin Qifan’s lungs were about to explode with anger.
A conspiracy! There must be a conspiracy—
But what if he knew there was a conspiracy? Nothing could be changed!
He still had to continue cultivating, to absorb Yin Qi, and wait for his realm to reach great success to kill Jiang Yu… and reclaim everything that belonged to him, so he absolutely could not go to prison!
In the end, Lin Qifan chose to pay the money, burdening himself with a huge debt…
After paying the bail, he was released smoothly.
… …
“Heh heh, heh heh heh…”
Walking on the road, Lin Qifan occasionally let out a strange laugh or two, which was very eerie.
“It’s okay… just borrow a little more, just a little will do…”
“Once I finish cultivating, my strength will greatly increase, and a mere small debt can be repaid with a flick of a finger…”
Fang Meiyun: … …
To be honest, she was a bit tempted to leave. Possessing such a foolish body, she was afraid her soul would also become foolish.
Microloan + 1
… …
“Why won’t you sell?”
He tried several places in a row, but the madams, seeing his ID card, especially the name Lin Qifan, immediately refused to sell their high-quality “chickens.”
“Idiot!” — Many madams left this remark and then ignored Lin Qifan.
More madams, however, opened their phones.
They glanced at the “Lin City Chicken Farm” main group, and then cursed Lin Qifan as an “idiot.”
Lin Qifan was about to try another shop.
Suddenly.
“Damn it, you’re the one who reported ‘Golden Foot Impression,’ right? Damn it, the gossip group has doxxed your identity information! Give me back my Jingjing and Wang Gang!”
A big brother who had just finished his foot massage saw Lin Qifan’s face and immediately kicked him.
In the chicken farming industry, there was an unwritten rule—you can eat, but you can’t smash the table. Any bastard who smashes the table after eating will not be welcomed by any chicken farm again.
“I reported ‘Golden Foot Impression’? Who the hell is spreading rumors again?!”
Casually knocking down the big brother who was trying to uphold justice, the sweating Lin Qifan picked up his phone, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
Opening the phone, there was a gossip group called “Big Melon,” where all his identity information, phone number, and home address were exposed… It seemed to be a full-network exposure.
Ding-a-ling—
The phone in his pocket rang, and Lin Qifan clicked to answer.
“Idiot, reporting what? Eat shit!”
He hung up, and another call came in.
“CNMD!”
“Big idiot, dog…”
The Midnight News small card in the upper left corner of the phone screen just refreshed.
“Yingcai University, third-year student Lin Qifan, patronizing prostitutes late at night. Below is his mugshot.”
“Shocking: Big guy patronizes prostitutes, curses the chef after eating, and even smashes the store.”
“Yingcai University principal urgently convened a meeting and has decided to expel student Lin Qifan. Please be informed…”
Lin Qifan stood frozen in place, two lines of clear tears flowing out.
Who on earth…
Is framing me?!
A current flashed through Lin Qifan’s sharp mind, and he subconsciously thought of one person.
Jiang Yu… It must be Jiang Yu.
Although he hadn’t seen him the whole time, his shadow was everywhere!
He used some method to not only falsely accuse him but also burden him with huge debts. Such despicable methods, he was truly the beast among beasts.
“I have nothing left. This is what you wanted to see, right? Heh heh heh—” Lin Qifan slumped to the ground, his eyes lifeless.
His plan to cultivate throughout the world to enhance his strength had failed.
Fang Meiyun sighed and said, “A cultivator need not care about external possessions.”
“But Master… I have no money, and no place to cultivate. How can I become stronger and defeat Jiang Yu?”
“Do you have to look for offline ones?” Fang Meiyun said, frustrated that he wasn’t living up to expectations:
“There are more flyable ‘chickens’ nationwide than grains of rice you’ve eaten! Why worry about not finding a cultivation partner?”
At these words, Lin Qifan had an epiphany.
That’s right, if local chicken farms won’t let me raise chickens, then I’ll raise them online. But the problem is, online chickens are so expensive… often three or four thousand…
“Ding-a-ling—”
Someone sent a friend request. Lin Qifan subconsciously thought it was someone cursing him.
But when he opened WeChat, he found it was an old woman’s profile picture with a blooming flower.
“Killer Order: Help me. Beat someone. After it’s done. I’ll give. You 100,000.”
Seeing money to be made, Lin Qifan subconsciously accepted the friend request.
Blooming Flower: Please. You. Help me beat someone, break their arms and legs. This is the deposit.
“WeChat received 5,000 yuan”
“There’s a deposit? Looks like it’s not someone adding my WeChat to curse me.” Lin Qifan collected the money and asked, “Name, address, appearance.”
Blooming Flower: Jiang. Yu, Linjiang XXX Road. “Jiang Yu Handsome Photo.JPG”
Blooming Flower: I heard you’re a new. Person. Can you. Beat him? (Red exclamation mark!)
Xia Yuyan, far away in the hotel, struggled to type with two fingers, but found that the other party had already blocked and deleted her in one go, and the deposit was not refunded.
Xia Yuyan: ?!!
“I’m going to report you to Blood Rose! I’m going to report you to your superior!!!”
After blocking and deleting, Lin Qifan spat.
“You think such a small trick can fool me? Jiang Yu, I saw through you long ago.”