[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-chapter-43":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","From Special Forces to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2315093,4527,"Chapter 43","from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-chapter-43",43,"\u003Cp>“Tongtong, those two really have no manners—hit so hard! Be gentle, Tongtong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pretty boy beside Ma Qitong groaned in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Serves you right—who told you to be so mouthy and call someone a poor bastard? Now you’ve been beaten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Qitong applied medicine while muttering impatiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he hadn’t insulted someone for no reason, would anyone have beaten him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pretty boy was heartbroken—he’d thought those two looked like honest folks or losers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d bullied plenty like them before; he could insult them however he wanted and they’d never dare retaliate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, his car was broken and he couldn’t leave, and his fiancée was already disgusted with him—he was already furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then he saw two people walking over who looked easy to pick on, so he decided to curse at them to vent his anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he spat out “poor bastard,” the good-natured man slapped him across the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blow sent stars spinning before his eyes; before he could recover, the sleazy-looking man kicked him in the stomach and sent him flying two meters away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d vomited up last night’s dinner from that kick, but clearly the two weren’t done—they beat him for a full hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they finally left, his legs had gone numb—he’d broken them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After they left, Zhang Chu’an excitedly said to Guo Jing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guo Jing, I’ve never realized how satisfying it is to beat someone up—and even better, we don’t have to face legal consequences for beating him like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would that pretty boy dare report this to the police? What a joke—a drug dealer’s son going to the police station? That’s asking for death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Jing nodded in agreement: “I think when Nie Huaishang and the others arrive, things will be easier—after all, that pretty boy should be much more obedient now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tongtong, I told you not to drive yourself—you wouldn’t listen. Now the car’s broken and my leg’s broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pretty boy, seeing Ma Qitong still struggling to fix the car, began wailing in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Qitong, already frustrated after hours of futile repairs, couldn’t take his screaming anymore:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you keep crying like that, I’ll just leave you here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her, the pretty boy instantly stopped sobbing and begged:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t leave me, Tongtong—I promise I won’t bother you anymore, please don’t abandon me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His leg was broken—he couldn’t walk. If Ma Qitong left him here, in this remote wilderness, he might get dragged off by wolves by nightfall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Qitong had only said it in passing—she’d never truly abandon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she kept focusing on repairing the car, though her skills were useless. The two of them could only hope she’d somehow fix it by accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, why are you sitting on the ground? It’s so cold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang, walking over from afar, asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pretty boy wanted to cry—he wanted to sit on the ground, but his legs had been broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang and Zhang Xiaofan, seeing his expression, were nearly bursting with laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d already heard the pretty boy had been mouthy and ended up with his legs broken by Zhang Chu’an and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why they’d specifically asked why he was sitting—watching his helpless, tearful face was pure joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Qitong, impatiently, said: “Ignore him—he got his legs broken because he was mouthy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her, the two couldn’t hold back—they burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s so funny? Do you think I won’t kill you both when I get out? You believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pretty boy threatened them, furious and humiliated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Nie Huaishang looked at him with a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pretty boy asked nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I believe you. Of course I believe you. Since you’ll kill me after you get out, I might as well kill you now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang finished speaking, his face darkening as he slowly drew a dagger from his belt and stepped toward the pretty boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t kill me! I have money! If you spare me, I’ll give you plenty!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrified that Nie Huaishang meant to kill him, the pretty boy wet himself and begged desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You might indeed be rich—but how can I be sure you’ll spare me? Money’s great, but only if you’re alive to spend it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang tapped the dagger lightly against the pretty boy’s cheek and whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s script was different. Normally, when I boasted and insulted others, they all bowed and begged for forgiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time I threatened to kill someone, they’d immediately kneel and apologize—why is today different?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, two poor bastards I insulted broke my legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now a loser is threatening to kill me because of my threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this place? Remote wilderness—no one to hear me cry out to heaven or earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, just kidding with you—why so scared? Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. But you really need to change your attitude—you’ll get hurt otherwise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang stood up, patted his shoulder, and spoke softly to comfort him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Ma Qitong sighed in relief—after all, if Nie Huaishang killed the pretty boy, he might kill her too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang glanced at the car and asked Ma Qitong, still shaken:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss, I can see you won’t fix this anytime soon—let me help you repair it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? That’s wonderful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Qitong agreed without hesitation, overjoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang quickly got to work, focused on the repair. Ma Qitong watched him quietly, noticing the man was quite handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he threatened the pretty boy, his aura was as formidable as her father’s and her third brother’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiaofan, watching all this, sent a message in the group chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiaofan: “Congratulations, Huaishang—you’ve gained a little fangirl.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Jing: “Has Ma Qitong fallen for Huaishang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang: “Xiaofan, don’t scare me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang quickly turned to look at Ma Qitong—her eyes were filled with affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart sank halfway—he’d just acted like a monster, so why wasn’t she afraid? Why did she like him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang finished repairing the car in a flash and moved to leave with Zhang Xiaofan, but Ma Qitong blocked their way:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s almost dark—are you going to walk? Get in my car—we’re heading to the county town together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That doesn’t seem right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Xiaofan said sarcastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong with it? Get in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Qitong said cheerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As in the original plot, Nie Huaishang took Xiao Zhuang’s place and drove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, Ma Qitong enthusiastically chatted with Nie Huaishang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Huaishang drove with a blank expression, responding to her mechanically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Zhang Chu’an and Guo Jing were frantically @ing Zhang Xiaofan in the group chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Nie Huaishang had just won over Ma Qitong—they couldn’t distract him now.\u003C\u002Fp>",1106,"2026-06-20T13:48:22.834Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e64d1c7ff4b2c28c4de96a780e6fda1f4f7aa4b4836c1a64232b66bb2fec3321","from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-chapter-44","from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-chapter-42",205,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]