I Slapped on a Label, and the Trillionaire Lost It on the Spot

“Smash!” A blue-and-white porcelain vase worth three million yuan shattered into dust. The unscrupulous lawyer slapped a debt settlement agreement against the face of Chen Nuo, the bankrupt young heir. “Get out of the pawnshop in ten minutes, or I’ll break your legs!”

Chen Nuo sneered. Labels appeared over everything he saw. He casually peeled one off a piece of broken porcelain and stuck it onto a half-used plastic ballpoint pen. With a light swipe, the bully’s stainless-steel staff snapped like a tofu stick!

Next, he peeled a label off a rag by the roadside and stuck it on the lawyer’s expensive suit. The designer suit instantly faded and tore, exposing the three-million-yuan counterfeit scam on the spot!

He extracts [Terminal Illness] and sticks it on his sworn enemy, strips the richest man of [Fortune] and sells it to a beggar, tears the [Protective Aura] off a martial arts grandmaster and leaves him crippled!

Looking at the high-and-mighty tycoons and gods filling the heavens, Chen Nuo pulls out a stack of sticky notes. “Don’t mess with me. When I get mad, I’ll tear up even the laws of the world!”