After doing all the bad things, it turns out they are all true?

Fan Lin played with the blade in his hand, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Spend 30 million to help you upgrade to a middle-class citizen."

"Your parents seem to be extremely wealthy."

"What are their names?"

The supervisor nodded excitedly: "Yes, they have a lot of sentences. As long as you let me go, I can give you two million, oh no, even twenty million!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm asking what your parents' names are?"

"My mother's name is Xiang Honglan, and Jiale Media in the main city is my family's company!"

"If you believe me, really believe me, I can make a betting contract with you!"

As soon as the supervisor finished speaking, before Fan Lin could respond, Bu Youxue spoke first with some surprise: "Xiang Honglan is your mother?"

Fan Lin glanced at the little girl next to him: "Why? You know that too?"

Bu Youxue stared, her face clearly showing some anger: "Of course I know."

"Jiale Media is one of the best brothels in the main city."

"Last time, I sold them the daughter of a high-ranking citizen through the black market, but they claimed she was a human trafficker and refused to pay my sentence!"

"A brothel that forces women of good character into prostitution every day, how can it be expected that the number of people trafficked is small?"

"It's obvious that he's deliberately refusing to pay!"

"So you, old man, are Xiang Honglan's son! Return my sentence to me!"

Bu Youxue's obsession with money can be described as obsessive.

The "daughter of an upper-class citizen" she mentioned was a married woman who was an ultimate pervert who loved to snatch young boys from the slums and then bring them home to torture and kill them.

Originally, Bu Youxue thought that she could make a lot of money by selling this female pervert to the black market.

In the end, someone intercepted me halfway, and my joy was in vain.

She has always been the one to cheat and deceive others.

But someone dared to snatch money from her.

Bu Youxue looked at the supervisor whose face was already bruised and swollen, and angrily took off her shoes and was about to slap him in the face.

The supervisor was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his chair.

It was Fan Lin who stopped Bu Youxue's violence in time: "How could you hit someone when they were so cooperative?"

"Go, go, let's play."

Throwing Bu Youxue into Xiang Zilan's arms, Fan Lin put on a kind smile and said to the trembling supervisor, "Don't pay any attention to her."

"There's something wrong with this guy's brain."

"Let's continue our conversation."

"What's the name of the noble your mother knows?"

"I...I don't know..."

"The noble lord... has always been very secretive. Only my mother has the means to contact him."

Fan Lin nodded and patted the supervisor on the shoulder: "You cooperated well."

"Earn me another three thousand years of prison time, and I'll let you go free."

Three thousand years is just within the limit of a single transfer and does not require official review.

When the supervisor heard that he only needed to spend such a small amount of money to leave, his face, which was as swollen as a pig's head, smiled particularly brightly.

As expected, the untouchables are the untouchables, and their vision is only worth this much.

Bu Youxue also had a puzzled expression, wondering if Fan Lin had some serious brain disease.

Let him go after serving a 3,000-year sentence?

Where did you come from, you virgin bitch?

If you sell this person's organs on the black market, you can earn at least 10,000 years in prison?

Isn’t it stupid!

Isn’t it stupid!

Bu Youxue really wanted to rush up and give Fan Lin two hard slaps.

However, Vanilla held her tightly and shook her head, her meaning was very clear.

Don't go...we can't beat him.

"Can you make the decision? You won't lie to me, will you?"

"Of course, I never lie."

"I'm really worried. How about I make a bet with you?"

After saying that, Fan Lin grabbed the supervisor's wrist, turned his head, and signaled Bu Youxue to remove the signal blocking on him.

With such a good opportunity, the supervisor must have wanted to call the police quickly so that the protective device inside could be triggered.

However, his wrists were tied and he couldn't press the alarm signal.

Helpless, he could only allow Fan Lin to bring up the gambling agreement interface on the dashboard and cooperate by promising, "I, Xiang Minghua, am willing to hand over employee number 45586X a three-thousand-year sentence. I also promise not to relay anything that happened within the next hour to anyone else."

"If you violate this rule, you will forever become a pariah."

"I, Fan Lin, promise to voluntarily accept the transfer from employee number 95557K and to refrain from any further harmful conduct towards him."

"If you violate this, you will forever be a low-class citizen."

Fan Lin repeated it exactly as he had done.

The supervisor glanced at the two women next to him and said worriedly, "There are still two of them."

Fan Lin nodded. He didn't expect this guy to be so smart, so he asked Bu Youxue and Xiang Zilan to read the gambling agreement again.

After confirming that he was indeed safe, the supervisor breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed the payment of the sentence.

Fan Lin stood up, looked at the 3,000-year sentence that had been paid, smiled slightly, and gently patted the supervisor's shoulder.

"It might be a little painful next, just bear with it."

Pfft——!

The fruit knife penetrated the gap between the sternum and stabbed into the supervisor's heart.

He widened his eyes in disbelief: "You... don't keep your word..."

Fan Lin kicked the supervisor down and pulled out a fruit knife: "How can I trust you, a fool like you who is eating human blood and is so smug and unaware of it?"

The verbal reasons must be more plausible.

In fact, the reason for killing the overseer is simple.

What level are you, to be worthy of calling me a "pariah"?

Even the weird ones are not as arrogant as you.

Who will die if you don’t die?

Fan Lin was known for his broad-mindedness. He never held grudges and would always seek revenge on the spot.

As for that bet agreement.

You just need to use the power of "Ting Yuan" to stabilize your mind and temporarily give yourself a psychological hint.

It would be better to define stabbing someone with a knife as a "harmless behavior".

Fan Lin wiped the blood off the knife.

His nonchalant look stunned Xiang Zilan and Bu Youxue who were standing beside him.

(☉_☉)

How can you still do this, taking the money but not letting the person go?

How come this guy is even less moral than these two professional kidnappers?

Without it, just familiarity with your hands.

After a long pause, Bu Youxue finally jumped up, went to the corpse and examined it, saying bitterly, "You big idiot!"

"Since you're not afraid of the gambling agreement, just dissect him and sell his organs!"

"Why do you have to kill him?!"

Sentence!

They are all prison sentences!

Bu Youxue covered her chest and felt waves of suffocating pain, as if she was the one being stabbed.

Fan Lin responded calmly, "Didn't I promise to give him a break?"

"I never lie."

Bu Youxue: “…”

Vanilla: “…”

Are you... a nice person?

Chapter 138: Cat Girl's Intuition is Never Wrong (Two Chapters in One)

The room is darker in the morning than at night.

Because I didn’t turn on the lights. There was no other way. I was short of money and needed to save electricity.

The ground had been washed clean last night, leaving not even a trace of strange smell.

There were limited beds, so Vanilla could only curl up in the corner and sleep with a blanket wrapped around her furry tail.

However, she held the chocolate in her arms and licked the remaining half, without feeling wronged at all.

Instead, he was still savoring the aroma of the sausage even in his dreams, laughing foolishly from time to time, snoring, and unwilling to return to reality.

The years are still peaceful and the cat girl has no worries.

But Bu Youxue was not so lucky.

The comfortable and lazy morning had just begun, and she was still in a hazy dream when she suddenly felt something hard trying to pry open her little door.

"Disgusting~"

"I haven't woken up yet~"

"Besides, you must be hungry, right?"

"How about I go get you something to eat right now?"

Fan Lin pressed the petite loli under him like a tiger pouncing on its prey, and pointed his hard spear straight at the fish's mouth.

Looking at the smirk on the man's lips, Bu Youxue's confused eyes immediately became clear.

Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, she laughed awkwardly, "Hehe," and spoke in a serious and caring tone, while quietly moving her body. As soon as she reached the bed, she left as if she wanted to escape.

Fan Lin had a calm expression and deep eyes as he quietly watched Bu Youxue's little movements.

He waited until she was about to jump off the bed and take off, then he grabbed her slender white ankle.

"What are you running for?"

"Do I look scary?"

With his arms pressed on the bed sheet, he regained control of Bu Youxue under him. Fan Lin looked into her gem-like eyes and clearly saw a strong sense of guilt flashing in them.

horrible?

Obviously, this word is not enough to describe his image in Bu Youxue's eyes.

In her eyes, Fan Lin no longer belongs to the category of human beings.

He is simply a walking plague god, the kind that would chew people to pieces even before eating them.

But even so, people had to bow their heads under the spear.

Bu Youxue swallowed dumbly and said reluctantly, "No...no."

"You're not scary at all...really."