After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus

"Oh! Xixi, you're finally here! Everyone thought we wouldn't see you again after graduation."

"The school beauty of Ning'an No.1 High School!"

"If she can't speak well, she'll soon be the most beautiful girl at Nanjing University."

Shen Nianxi frowned. She didn't like this kind of occasion, but in order to avoid attracting attention, she nodded to her classmate in a restrained manner as a response.

Then, she glanced around.

However, they did not find the thug, nor did they find Zhang Chen.

What about people? !

Shen Nianxi had a bad feeling, and her expression became serious.

At that moment, Huang Yiming, unfortunately, approached with a fawning smile.

"Um, Nianxi, why don't you play cards with them first? My brother-in-law went to the restroom and will be back later. He's a professor at Nanjing University, so you can ask him if you have any questions..."

"Your brother-in-law?" Shen Nianxi asked in a low voice, "Did he go out?"

"Huh? Oh right, I went to the bathroom..."

"How long have you been gone?"

"It's been about five minutes..."

Where is Zhang Chen?

Huang Yiming was dumbfounded. Why did everyone who came care about Zhang Chen? Couldn't they care about him too? Wasn't he the one who was hosting the dinner?

"He went out to use the restroom...I think."

Shen Nianxi's face turned cold; she sensed something was wrong and immediately turned to leave, simultaneously speaking into her voice watch to prepare to apprehend the person...

And...saving people.

"?"

Huang Yiming and everyone in the private room were stunned. They all stood up to welcome him, but Huang Yiming still had a bouquet of flowers to give out and hadn't recited the confession he had memorized more than ten times. And now he was gone?

Now everyone was frozen in place in embarrassment.

"Did she only come to see Zhang Chen?"

"I think so..."

"Are they really that close as deskmates? I remember...they don't talk much usually."

"Even if they don't talk much, they're still more familiar with each other than we are with Shen Nianxi, right?"

"So even the young lady is superficial; she likes handsome guys..."

"Nonsense, if you were a rich young lady, wouldn't you like handsome guys?"

...

The restroom/smoking area was a long corridor. Zhang Chen watched the man go in and followed him closely.

There were few people in the KTV at noon, and there was no one else in the restroom.

The man in the distance saw him, leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and seemed to have something to say.

Smoke swirled around.

"Click".

Zhang Chen brushed away the drifting smoke and closed the door behind him.

Chapter 12 The villain dies from talking too much.

The man looked up and glanced at Zhang Chen, then exhaled a smoke ring.

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

"Do I look like I'm here to beg for money, sir?" Zhang Chen shrugged.

"Why are you getting involved with monsters at such a young age?" the man said helplessly. "Did that old man teach you all this? Aren't you afraid you'll get yourself into trouble because of this? Didn't he teach you not to meddle in other people's business?"

Ok?

Zhang Chen had no idea that his master knew about demons, but this man actually did.

Great! It's a villainous NPC who can trigger CG effects!

He originally wanted to just kill the other party as soon as they met; dragging things out for too long wouldn't do him any good.

But listening to this, it seems that we can extract information from this man.

As we all know, villains often ramble on before they die, usually revealing some important information.

So... it's time to show off the verbal skills he learned from Ga La to Mu Li.

Anime protagonists may be weak in combat and foolish in intellectual battles, but they absolutely cannot lose when it comes to verbal sparring.

The more important the moment, the more they shout out words of passion, justice, friendship, and bonds, while their vision flashes before their eyes, granting them the power of these bonds, and then they unleash their full power to instantly kill the villain.

However, Zhang Chen is not capable of doing that yet.

Because he can really kill villains instantly; a single drain of his yang energy can send them sprawling.

"Not going to say anything?"

The man lit another cigarette and sighed:

"It's just a cat, why chase after it so relentlessly?"

“You should know that it’s not an ordinary cat,” Zhang Chen said.

"To humans, what's the difference between a cat demon and a cat? They're both livestock."

The man suddenly laughed out loud, "That's right, you young people are still at an age where you have a kind heart, it's normal that you can't stand seeing this kind of thing. You'll understand after you enter society and get a few beatings."

"You can't understand yet how many resources those people and monsters hiding in the shadows have monopolized by joining forces."

"If you studied hard for decades, and all the patents and papers you researched were put in someone else's name just because that person is the dean's son, would you be willing to accept that? And if you were to be harassed and unable to find a job because of it, would you be willing to accept that?"

“I even drove a taxi. I was a PhD student... driving a taxi, you know? When I was at my poorest, I had to let go of the accelerator when driving a taxi downhill.”

"Back then, I would even pick up cigarette butts from the ground, wrap them in sections of tissue paper, and roll them up to look like new cigarettes."

The man took a deep drag on his cigarette, coughed, and said with a wry smile:

“My family has eight members, but now there are only seven graves left.”

"An entrepreneur was mining and, in order to save money, hired a pig demon to blast the mountain. The mountain was destroyed, and my family was buried. The compensation for each death is only 5,000 yuan, which is not even enough to cover the cost of repairing the grave."

“A jar of ashes weighs about two kilograms. When I hold it in my hand, it feels as heavy as a mountain.”

"So what's wrong with me abandoning my principles, using connections, and seeking powerful backers to reclaim everything that's rightfully mine?"

"Are you wondering what all this has to do with that dead cat? Of course it does! I have cancer, cancer... I risked my life to achieve what I have today, why should I get cancer? Huh? Why?"

“The cure rate for thyroid cancer is over 90 percent,” Zhang Chen said. “That’s no excuse for you to seize it by force.”

Upon hearing this, the man stubbed out his cigarette and smiled again:

“I’m over thirty. Who knows if I won’t get an even more serious illness? I’ve told you before, you’re still young. You have no idea what it feels like to hear the word ‘cancer’ in a hospital ward.”

"Besides, that cat was originally mine, it's mine. It turned into a monster when I wasn't looking, can't I kill it? Can't I make use of it before killing it?"

"It willingly extended your life," Zhang Chen said. "Isn't maintaining your health for half your life enough?"

"It's your greed that's to blame."

"Isn't the will to survive the natural instinct? It's like I can give you five thousand, but you only want one thousand. What is that if not stupidity?" the man mocked.

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Zhang Chen until he stood right in front of him.

"Although I don't know how you kept that dead cat afloat, since you came to me, you must be beyond saving, right?"

"Even if you contact the people in the 'company' about this, it won't help. Without other evidence, you can't do anything to me. Even if I go to the police and confess, it won't stand."

"Tomorrow my wife will deliver offerings to your master, and there will be a bank card hidden inside. Consider it hush money for you."

The man patted him on the shoulder, "I can still help you out when you get to college."

Zhang Chen dodged.

"What? Still not convinced? You're just like me when I was young, thinking you can..."

"Boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly clutched his chest and knelt on the ground, his face contorted and veins bulging all over his body.

The man stared intently at him, his eyes filled with disbelief, his voice hoarse as he tried to say something…

Zhang Chen controlled his yang energy, concentrating it at the man's throat to prevent him from making a sound.

I'm too lazy to listen anymore, Zhongdeng is so greasy.

I should have given you a straight answer as soon as we met.

Zhang Chen thought he could pry some secrets out of Zhong Deng.

After all, he couldn't find out anything from Shen Nianxi, nor could he talk to Bai Nuoyan about monsters, and Tu Shan Hansu was also unreliable.

One can hypnotize, one can absorb yang energy, and one is treating him like a corner to be beaten by wood.

The rat demon at the doorstep is also stupid and knows nothing when asked.

I finally ran into a middle-aged man who looked like a villain with a lot of bitterness and hatred, but after talking for a long time, he didn't get to the point.

He only discerned the antisocial personality of a middle-aged man.

Not only did it provide no useful information, it also made him feel increasingly disgusted. Damn it, what a scumbag gigolo.

In summary, he had been caught in the rain, so he wanted to break someone else's umbrella; the dormant beast within him had awakened and gone completely mad.

After committing a crime, he claims to have experienced a tragic past, trying to deceive himself. What's the difference between this and a foot masseuse recounting her family background?

A sick mother, a gambling father, a younger brother in school, and a broken woman.

She's such a good girl.

"Ugh..."