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Chapter 36 : Thunder Dragon displays ”masterful style” · Oct 04, 2026

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1 Chapter 1 : Live broadcast to settle disputes and uphold justice for fans! 2026-10-04
2 Chapter 2 : My name is Ze Ge. If you’re not satisfied, come find me! 2026-10-04
3 Chapter 3 : Nickname: Peacemaker 2026-10-04
4 Chapter 4 : The live stream’s popularity skyrocketed! 2026-10-04
5 Chapter 5 : Fans arrested? Night raid on a pyramid scheme den! 2026-10-04
6 Chapter 6 : Who’s in favor? Who’s against? 2026-10-04
7 Chapter 7 : The leader of the pyramid scheme was beaten until his head was swollen. 2026-10-04
8 Chapter 8 : Official thanks for dismantling the pyramid scheme. 2026-10-04
9 Chapter 9 : Online trolls? An official announcement has been made! 2026-10-04
10 Chapter 10 : Blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman seeks help to expand her international business! 2026-10-04
11 Chapter 11 : Ze Ge saves the beauty – a blonde bombshell! 2026-10-04
12 Chapter 12 : He was smitten with Ze Ge. 2026-10-04
13 Chapter 13 : When you see injustice, draw your sword to help! 2026-10-04
14 Chapter 14 : Brothers, let’s chat for a couple of cents on a live stream. 2026-10-04
15 Chapter 15 : Want to expose the fake Ze Ge? 2026-10-04
16 Chapter 16 : We must learn from the master’s skills 2026-10-04
17 Chapter 17 : Create a new account to play PvP. 2026-10-04
18 Chapter 18 : Sao Baoze is secretly live-streaming! 2026-10-04
19 Chapter 19 : You can’t mistreat yourself. 2026-10-04
20 Chapter 20 : Fans increase, skills upgraded 2026-10-04
21 Chapter 21 : Fans being bullied at school 2026-10-04
22 Chapter 22 : Identity - Top Investigator 2026-10-04
23 Chapter 23 : An investigation was conducted at the No. 3 Middle School of the city. 2026-10-04
24 Chapter 24 : Bullying caught red-handed 2026-10-04
25 Chapter 25 : Rectification and public reporting 2026-10-04
26 Chapter 26 : This is truly a peacemaker for the people! 2026-10-04
27 Chapter 27 : Master, shall we run away? 2026-10-04
28 Chapter 28 : Let’s go shopping and spend some money! 2026-10-04
29 Chapter 29 : A female fan asked for her autograph. 2026-10-04
30 Chapter 30 : You can have both the person and the car at your disposal, how about it? 2026-10-04
31 Chapter 31 : If you win, I’ll be your reward too! 2026-10-04
32 Chapter 32 : Brother Ze’s driving skills 2026-10-04
33 Chapter 33 : Cars worth millions given away for free 2026-10-04
34 Chapter 34 : No way? You actually dared to intercept your brother Ze? 2026-10-04
35 Chapter 35 : I actually wanted to surrender after the first punch. 2026-10-04
36 Chapter 36 : Thunder Dragon displays ”masterful style” 2026-10-04
37 Chapter 37 : Breaking news! Female fan was forced! 2026-10-04
38 Chapter 38 : This is absolutely damn bad! 2026-10-04
39 Chapter 39 : Ze Ge’s signature weapon: the ashtray! 2026-10-04
40 Chapter 40 : He’s a complete scumbag. 2026-10-04
41 Chapter 41 : It’s you again, kid. 2026-10-04
42 Chapter 42 : Are you trying to get slapped in the face? 2026-10-04
43 Chapter 43 : Sera: Ze, are you free tonight? 2026-10-04
44 Chapter 44 : That evening, a blonde beauty took the initiative to invite me out? 2026-10-04
45 Chapter 45 : Sera fell in love. 2026-10-04
46 Chapter 46 : English? You have to learn that! 2026-10-04
47 Chapter 47 : I accidentally played the wrong ’movie’ 2026-10-04
48 Chapter 48 : Eight-pack abs, turned into a perverted woman 2026-10-04
49 Chapter 49 : A scene I’ll never forget! 2026-10-04
50 Chapter 50 : Sera’s toys!? 2026-10-04

36: Thunder Dragon displays ”masterful style”The silver taillights traced an arc in the night, quickly disappearing.

In the parking lot, only the deep idle hum of the lamborghini V10 engine remained.

And the groans of several burly men on the ground, one after another.

The tow truck driver stood still, looking at the mess on the ground, then at the woman in the lamborghini, unsure what to do.

The Man in White Shirt struggled to his feet, seeing Sister Fei as if she were a savior.

”Feifei... you...”

Sister Fei slowly rolled down the car window, not even bothering to glance at him.

Her phoenix eyes were now filled only with icy coldness.

”Useless.”

Just two simple words, like two slaps, made the Man in White Shirt’s face turn pale.

Sister Fei picked up her phone and dialed a number.

The call was answered almost instantly.

”Young Miss,” a respectful and capable voice came from the other end of the line.

”’Heart of Speed’ parking lot, clean up the trash.”

”Also...”

Sister Fei paused, Zhang Ze’s roguishly handsome face appearing in her mind.

And his reckless driving style, and his impossibly agile moves.

The corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upwards slightly.

”Help me find someone.”

”He calls himself A Lone Boat on the River and Sea, and he’s a Streamer.”

”He’s driving a silver GT3RS, which he just won from me.”

The other end of the line was silent for a moment, seemingly processing the information.

”To what extent do you need me to investigate?”

”Everything.”

”His background, his relationships, everything about him.”

”I want to know what kind of person he really is.”

”Understood.”

She hung up the phone.

Sister Fei glanced at the still trembling Man in White Shirt, her eyes full of disgust.

She stomped on the accelerator.

The bright green lamborghini roared, turned its head, and sped away.

Leaving only the Man in White Shirt and the mess on the ground, disheveled in the night wind.

Inside the car.

Sister Fei drove with one hand, her mind replaying the scenes from tonight.

”A Lone Boat on the River and Sea...”

She parted her red lips slightly, speaking the name.

”Interesting.”

In the night, the engine roar of the porsche gt3rs was like a wild symphony.

Zhang Ze drove this steel beast, worth nearly four million, on his way back to his rented apartment.

This feeling was more invigorating than drinking ten cans of Red Bull.

He glanced at the Streamer backend; tonight’s data had completely exploded, and his follower count had surged.

”family members, that’s all for tonight’s Streamer.”

”Brother Zhou is going to find a stable home for my new partner.”

”See you tomorrow.”

With that, he mentally commanded, closing the Streamer.

The world instantly fell silent, leaving only the low roar of the GT3RS.

When this silver supercar slowly drove into his old residential area, it instantly caused a huge sensation.

The aunties dancing in the square even forgot to change the music.

The grandpas playing chess dropped their pieces all over the ground and didn’t bother to pick them up.

”My goodness, whose kid got rich?”

”This car... I recognize this car emblem! porsche! It must be several million!”

Amidst a mix of astonished, envious, and jealous gazes, Zhang Ze carefully parked the car in the only available, narrow parking spot.

After getting out, he checked the car three times, fearing that some mischievous child might scratch it.

”Damn it, taking care of this thing is more tiring than taking care of an ancestor.”

He sighed, whistling as he returned to hisdozens square meter rented apartment.

The room was still the same; yesterday’s clothes were thrown on the sofa, and a ramen bucket stood in the corner.

It formed a stark contrast with the gleaming supercar downstairs.

Zhang Ze lay down on the sofa, letting out a long sigh, feeling like tonight was a dream.

He took out his phone and opened the Streamer platform’s backend earnings page.

When he saw the string of numbers after his account balance, he instantly sprang up from the sofa.

【Total Streamer gift revenue tonight: 28,560 yuan】

”Holy crap!”

Zhang Ze rubbed his eyes hard, confirming he wasn’t seeing things.

Plus the over twenty-six thousand yuan already in his account.

Brother Ze was now a man with over fifty thousand yuan in savings!

”Damn, is the happiness of the rich really this simple, unpretentious, and boring?”

He excitedly paced back and forth in the small living room.

”No, I’m rich now too.”

He stroked his chin, beginning to ponder what a rich person should do next.

”Should I consider moving to a place with an underground garage?”

”Otherwise, with this precious gem parked downstairs, I won’t be able to sleep soundly at night.”

His gaze fell back on his phone.

In his mind, however, Sister Fei’s beautiful and cool face, and her last meaningful glance, involuntarily appeared.

”And... next time we meet.”

Zhang Ze licked his lips, a familiar roguish smile playing on his face.

”How should I ’return’ it with interest?”

...Saturday, early morning.

Sunlight streamed through the curtain gap, spilling onto the floor of the rented room.

Zhang Ze yawned, sitting up from bed.

He picked up his phone and glanced at it.

Wow, the top three trending topics on the Note platform were all related to him.

#Brother Pingshi Challenges Traditional Martial Arts Master#

#Master Lei Accepts Challenge, States It’s Only a Sparring Match, Not a Fight#

#Battle of the Century? Or Awkward Dance of the Century?#

In the comments section, countless netizens were eagerly waiting for the big show to begin at ten in the morning.

Zhang Ze grinned, tossed his phone aside, and stretched.

”It’s time for a lively ’philosophy lesson’.”

He slowly walked into the bathroom and finished washing up.

Opening the wardrobe, he deliberated for a long time.

Finally, he chose the most ordinary white T-shirt, a pair of ripped jeans, and a pair of sneakers.

Simple, casual, like going for a stroll in the park.

”The outfit can’t be too handsome, otherwise, it would steal Master Lei’s thunder, and that would be impolite.”

Zhang Ze winked coquettishly at himself in the mirror.

He picked up the porsche car key from the table, whistled, and turned to go downstairs.

When he opened the door of the silver GT3RS, the entire old residential area’s attention once again focused on him.

Zhang Ze sat in the cockpit and expertly started the engine.

”Vroom—boom!!!”

The violent engine roar was the rudest greeting to this quiet morning.

”family members, good morning!”

He mentally commanded, starting his ’Brother Pingshi’ main account’s Streamer.

The number of viewers in the Streamer room instantly exceeded seventy thousand and was still rising rapidly.

”Holy crap! It’s live! It’s live!”

”Damn, Brother Ze, you’re... driving a porsche to challenge a martial arts school?”

”Challenge? That sounds so unpleasant! Our Brother Ze is going to ’listen respectfully’!”

Zhang Ze held the steering wheel, smiling at the camera: ”Brothers, have a bigger perspective.”

”I’m not going to challenge anyone.”

”I’m going to participate in an elegant art exchange event.”

”And by the way, let everyone witness what ’Eighteen Falls of Clinging Clothes’ is.”

”Hahahaha, I don’t believe you!”

”Fast forward to Master Lei hugging Brother Ze’s leg and shouting, ’Daddy, I was wrong!’”

Zhang Ze chuckled, stepping on the accelerator.

The silver porsche, like a flash of lightning, drove out of the old residential area.

The car sped along, attracting countless passersby’s attention.

Half an hour later.

The navigation showed that the destination, Wude Hall, was just ahead.

It was a somewhat dilapidated street, out of place with the supercar.

At the entrance of the martial arts hall, it was already packed with people.

There were Streamers holding phones, self-media reporters carrying long and short lenses, and curious onlookers who simply came to watch the excitement.

Master Lei, wearing his white silk martial arts uniform, stood at the entrance, speaking eloquently to several cameras, fully displaying his ”masterly demeanor.”

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