What are the options for love obstacles in the humanoid Star Platinum's mind?

"He said you're ugly, have a bad personality, and will be a victim of domestic violence in the future!"

Imamura Kohei raised his thumb, and his sharp teeth flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmm?! Talk about it? Keep going!"

Busujima Sakurako attacked left and right, pinching one with each hand, and veins appeared on her face.

Kujo Ditaro ignored the three noisy people and brought up the important matter.

"Since you all want to join in the fun, why don't we do it tonight."

"What do you mean?"

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and uttered three words lightly.

"Scam!"

......

It was a dark and windy night outside the hotel.

The man who came by appointment stood at the door of the hotel with a smile on his face.

[Room 601, waiting for you.]

[Okay, I'll be there soon.]

The man put away his phone, his mouth curled up unexpectedly, and he whispered, "She's a slut indeed. This way I don't have to waste my time and energy. It's so cool. I can show off in the group again."

While feeling smug, the man walked into the hotel and took the elevator directly to the sixth floor.

Looking at the house number marked 601, the man restrained his obscene smile and revealed his deep side.

dong dong!

The man just knocked once, and the door moved slightly inward, obviously not locked.

This slut! She's even more anxious than me!

The man licked his lips, walked into the room calmly, and closed the door behind him.

Walking inside step by step, the man saw a graceful figure sitting on the bed.

The man knew that haste makes waste, so he said slowly, "Ms. Yingzi, I'm here. So, why did you ask me to come here?"

"Hmm... That's annoying."

The woman beside the bed made a strange sound, which seemed a little suppressed.

The man was stunned and asked in confusion: "Ms. Yingzi, what's wrong with your voice?"

"Damn, I've been catching a bit of a cold lately."

"Um... Sorry, it's my fault. I didn't bring any cold medicine with me."

"You're so annoying. You're so sweet, you're so bad."

Why do you feel so weird?

Never mind, it’s a done deal anyway.

The man dispelled his worries and said jokingly, "I'm so stupid that I didn't realize Miss Sakurako was sick. But it's okay. My family has hired a private doctor. I'll have him check you out when the time comes. But before that, Sakurako, could you please turn around?"

"No... I just got out of the shower and I'm not wearing anything underneath."

Isn’t that the best!

This slut probably wants me to be tough with her, and she's quite cool about it.

The man raised the corner of his mouth and walked over step by step.

"Yingzi, you suddenly asked me to come here so late at night..."

The man knelt on the bed and moved behind the woman with a smile.

Slowly, he stretched out his dirty hands and placed them on the woman's shoulders.

"Hate it... Bro, are you enjoying it?!"

The somewhat stiff man was so frightened that his eyes were about to burst when he saw the distorted face that suddenly turned around.

"What the hell! Who are you? Where is... Sakurako!"

"Brother, what's wrong with you? I am Sakurako-chan."

Kitahara Iori stood up, covered her face with her hands seductively, and said sarcastically: "Now that you have put your hands on me, why don't you continue? Brother!"

"You wait for me!"

The man realized that something was wrong, uttered some harsh words, and hurriedly opened the door and ran away.

As soon as the door opened, what caught my eye was a pair of large leather shoes.

boom!

The man flew backwards and fell to the ground with a thud.

Kitahara Iori jumped onto the big bed and smiled grimly from above.

"Brother, now that you're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? My brothers won't be happy with you being like this."

Chapter 225: No money? Then take out a loan. This is a big order!

"Brother, don't jump on me, I don't have any money!"

The man sat up and looked at the men and women who entered the room one after another. He said anxiously, "Those things on WeChat Moments are all fake. I don't have any money at all."

"Really?"

Kujo Ditaro covered his neck, the corners of his mouth gradually rising, "Then you dare to come out and pick up girls? You're trying to get something for nothing?"

"No...no...this is all a misunderstanding..." The man shook his head and gave an incoherent explanation.

"Give me your phone."

"Ah? Big brother..."

"hurry up!"

Kujo Ditaro took the trembling phone handed to him by the man and kicked him suddenly.

"You're so slow! You even let me enter the password? You want to die, don't you?"

"Brother, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I will never do it again!"

"Stop talking nonsense. What's the password? Do you believe I'll break all three of your legs?"

After entering the password, Kujo Ditaro went straight to the point of looking through the key information.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, you will be shocked when you see it.

There are thousands of PUA members in this city alone.

Seeing the obscene remarks in the group, Kujo Ditaro immediately kicked the man, causing him to wail in pain.

"Brother, I was wrong. I won't do it again. Please don't hit me again..."

"You're having a lot of fun, kid. The group is so active, you're going to win tonight, right?"

Kujo Ditaro stepped on the man's face with his shoe and cursed as he told him about the situation of the PUA group.

Kitahara Iori squatted beside the bed and asked with a half-smile, "Brother, you're so good at playing, but you didn't expect to be hacked to death?"

"Isn't this karma? You've scared this old man into submission, Iori." Imamura Kohei approached the front row and said with a sly grin, "It's good that he's already withdrawn. How about giving him a couple more kicks?"

"Brother! Brother and sister, I was wrong, I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again. You may not know that my parents have never cared about me since I was a child. If it weren't for... well!"

Before the man could finish his words, he was kicked in the butt.

Hamaoka Azusa retracted her long legs in high heels and sneered, "Are you subverting your own image? Do you think we are like the girls you deceived, and that you can arouse their sympathy?"

It's over...

These guys came prepared...

This is a failure...

The man bared his teeth and begged continuously.

"No, it's already this time, why would I still think about those..."

"You become accustomed to it, right? The country doesn't strictly investigate these things. If someone like you goes to jail, you'll probably be there for a year or two, right? Don't you think so? The emperor who killed seventeen people in a row?"

"Brother! No! I'll give you money, no matter how much you want! I'll give it to you."

"We don't want your money, but you have to return the money you cheated to the girls with interest."

Kujo Ditaro grabbed the man's hair and pulled him up.

"Two hundred thousand per person, no problem, right? A wealthy emperor."

"Two hundred thousand per person? Doesn't that mean three million four hundred thousand? How is that possible? I don't have that much money!"

"No money? If you don't have money, go get a loan. Of course, it's okay if you don't want to give. The worst that can happen is you'll end up in jail for a year or two."

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and signaled with his eyes.

Kitahara Iori understood what he meant and took out his cell phone, pretending to call the police.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the man was extremely anxious.

You know, he cheated on seventeen girls. If this matter is exposed, he will have to go to jail.

Although the sentence won't be long, no one wants to experience life in prison, no matter how short it is.

Moreover, according to online rumors, the inmates treat prisoners who are sent to prison for harming girls with great contempt. In addition to beating them with fists and kicks every day, they even beat them with sticks!

"No! I'll lend it to them! I'll lend it to them right away and give them the money!"

Kujo Ditaro released his hand and urged, "What financial resources do you have? Otherwise, you won't be able to borrow more than three million."

"I..." The man smiled bitterly and shook his head, obviously he was a lone commander.

"Nothing? Then why are you borrowing money? You might as well go to jail."

As soon as Kujo Ditaro finished speaking, Kitahara Iori silently picked up his phone.

"Don't call the police!" The man said with tears streaming down his face, "There's always a way! At worst, I can go to a few more lenders and get the money out."

"Really?"

When Kujo Ditaro felt the time was right, he silently took out a few business cards.

"This is a loan company in our city. You can ask each one yourself."

"Okay... I'll fight."

The man took the business card and called each one to inquire.

As a result, the first few loan companies all said that they required collateral.

Only one loan company, Naono Shoji, was willing to lend 340 million, but the interest rate was a bit high.

The man had no choice but to log into Naono Corporation's website with his mobile phone and gritted his teeth to fill in his personal information and loan application.

Kujo Ditaro smiled with satisfaction, but the devil continued to whisper.

"I believe that someone like you who loves to show off must have the contact information of those girls. Now call them one by one, admit your mistakes, apologize, and repay the emotional damage of 200,000 yuan."

"this..."

The man was just hesitating when Kitahara Iori pretended to make the call.

"Hello, this is the police center..."

"I'll fight right away! I'll apologize right away!"

The man lost his temper and called the seventeen victims in fear.

Since the man's number was blocked by many people, Kujo Ditaro had to lend his own mobile phone.

"Hey, it doesn't matter who I am. We are the PUA Victims Association..."

After talking a lot of nonsense, Kujo Ditaro handed his cell phone to the man.

The man had just said one sentence when a barbell-like laugh came from the other end of the phone.