From the Start, I’m Diagnosed with a Terminal Illness, Then I Become Niu Gulu Feng

[No fantastical premise] + [No System] + [A little wish fulfillment] + [Always take revenge] A doctor told Yang Feng that he might have cancer and had around six months to live. Before Yang Feng could confirm his condition with the doctor, his supervisor, Chen Xiaolong, who had always bullied him, called. “Yang Feng, are you fucking dead?” “Say something!” When Yang Feng didn't answer, Chen Xiaolong on the other end of the line cursed at him again. “Chen Xiaolong, you son of a bitch!” “You son of a bitch!” “Listen up. If you swear at me one more time, I'll come over and rip your mouth apart!” Yang Feng roared and hung up. After letting it all out, he felt much better. At the same time, an idea came to him. Since he only had half a year left, he might as well live those six months on his own terms. He had put up with grievances for more than twenty years. He would make up for all of it over the next six months. If he was going to die, why keep indulging anyone? From today onward, he was no longer Yang Feng. He was Niohuru Feng.