Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

There are drunk men and women on the streets, young people in strange clothes, or staggering drug addicts who look like they are high.

At this point in time, Lanxu District is definitely not a good place. At least for Oreki Xian, it now represents the other side of a prosperous city.

Materialism is rampant, and the place is filled with desire and chaos.

Of course, this is also the best breeding ground for evil forces.

Next to him, Shota Matsuyama nodded.

"That's where I saw him last time..."

Oreki Xian looked at the other person strangely.

"How did you find him here?"

Matsuyama Shota hesitated and said, "Miki told me...he was probably here."

"So you'll come just because she says so? Aren't you afraid of the dangers of fire and swords in there?"

Oreki Gen is a little funny, but also a little pitiful.

This is how the world is: most people say that they regret having lost their innocence, but they are often the ones who are best at bullying honest people.

Shota Matsuyama smiled foolishly and said with a slightly innocent look.

"Isn't this just a momentary impulse? At that moment, I immediately thought of a hero saving a beautiful girl, and my blood was boiling."

"Fortunately, your blood is just boiling, not your body."

"Isn't it?"

"Go in and take a look first. Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call."

Oreki Gen suddenly stopped Matsuyama Shouta, and the silly boy watched the boy walk aside and then made a phone call in a low voice.

He didn't know who the other party was calling.

Could it be Sakuraba Mitsuki? After all, their family's strength is still quite impressive, and it seems that they can indeed handle these things.

After finishing the call, Oreki Xian came back and said, "Okay, come in."

Matsuyama Shota thought about it and didn't ask who he called. Now it seems that Matsuyama Shota discovered one thing, that is, Oreki Gen is more mature than he thought.

Although I always feel that Oreki Gen speaks differently from other boys of his age.

But when he really encountered a problem, Shota Matsuyama could clearly feel something more intuitive.

Follow Oreki Genji into this bar.

It's a little more chaotic than I thought.

There was smoke, flickering lights, loud music and noisy conversation.

With a quick glance, Oreki Xian could see men and women wearing various revealing clothes intertwined, some drinking with each other, and some hugging each other.

Some were even more direct. It was unknown how much the young woman had drunk, but she rode on the blond man and kissed him hard, almost like she was gnawing on him, while the man's hand had already penetrated deep into the other's thigh.

My goodness, the clothes worn by the few young girls walking by looked so exaggerated.

What low-cut dresses are so low-cut that you can almost see the dark red color.

What kind of cheongsam is the one with the slit almost reaching the neck...

Oreki Gen looked a little unwell.

It's not that he hates beauty, it's just... there are very few that can truly be called beautiful. Many of what he sees are just undisguised ugly desires.

Then you can imagine who that man might be.

Just when Oreki Gen and Matsuyama Shouta were looking for someone everywhere, a woman wearing a seductive short skirt and dyed red hair suddenly appeared in front of them.

The first thing he looked at was Oreki Gen.

"Hey, I've never seen this handsome guy before. Is this your first time here?"

Oreki Gen looked over.

The woman's lips were painted with bright lipstick, and she looked very sexy and seductive, with heavy makeup on her face.

However, Oreki Gen saw that the other person's exquisite makeup could not hide the fine lines at the corners of her eyes that were highlighted by alcohol.

She dresses like she's in her twenties, but she's actually at least thirty.

Oreki Gen did not dodge but said with a smile.

"We're looking for someone."

The woman smiled and approached Oreki.

"Many people who come here are looking for someone. Of course, some are more direct and are looking for happiness... Handsome guy, do you want to accompany your sister to find some happiness at this time?"

Shota Matsuyama next to him was dumbfounded.

It seems like this is the first time I have seen such a direct and bold woman.

But Oreki Gen knew that most people here were like this. They didn’t know what being reserved meant and would do anything when they felt like it.

He smiled.

"Happiness can wait a while, but finding someone is more important now. Shouta...what's his name?"

Oreki Gen turned around and asked.

"Ah... Kitamura Takushi..."

The woman was stunned when she heard this.

"Looking for KK."

"KK?"

The woman smiled and looked at Oreki Gen.

"Everyone here in Beicun calls him KK. Don't you know him when you look for him?"

Oreki Gen was not flustered and showed a beautiful smile.

"We have a pretty good relationship, so we basically don't call each other nicknames, you know?"

The woman moved closer to Oreki Gen, and the smell of perfume on her body made Oreki Gen feel uncomfortable, which made him want to sneeze.

"I see~ I happen to know where he is, but what good will it do me if I tell you?"

Oreki Gen said with a smile: "When we're done, I'll buy you a drink alone."

The woman immediately smiled happily, and couldn't help but put her hands on Oreki Gen's chest.

"Okay, sister is waiting for you. Let's go to the second floor. KK and his friends are all on the second floor."

"Okay, thank you."

Oreki Gen immediately took Matsuyama Shouta to the stairs.

Shota Matsuyama looked over curiously.

"I saw in the movies that at times like this, they usually stuffed a few bills into the chest of such a woman. You just did it?"

Oreki Gen said unhappily.

"Do you know what a handsome man is? Your face is the passport to being a handsome man. Do you want money? I can't give you even a penny."

"So you really plan to drink with her alone later?"

"Drink shit, I'll vomit if I look at her any longer."

Matsuyama Shouta thought about it and thought that if that woman continued to pester him like this...he might not be able to handle it. Although he didn't think that she was that pretty, but...he was burning.

The two went upstairs.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor is much quieter.

But as soon as they arrived, Oreki Gen and Matsuyama Shouta heard laughter coming from the end.

Shota Matsuyama looked over and immediately whispered.

"Kitamura is there...do you see the one holding the cigarette and the cup?"

Oreki Gen had better eyesight and saw the man at a glance.

He was probably in his twenties, wearing a black riveted leather jacket, a classic biker-style outfit.

Her hair was dyed blonde and she had an earring in her ear.

He was sitting in his seat in a carefree manner, drinking and chatting with three or four people around him.

“Hahahaha…you don’t know that Sakura University student from the day before yesterday. Although she looks average, her breasts are really big, like a cow’s! She was reluctant at first, but as soon as KK brother showed up, she immediately became a butterfly, hahaha…”

Oreki Gen walked over with Matsuyama Shouta.

Someone nearby saw the two of them coming, so he stopped beside their booth and stood still, then immediately pushed Kitamura Takushi who was drinking.

Kitamura turned his head curiously and frowned as he looked at a tall and handsome boy he had never seen before.

He was still a little curious about who the other person was, but the next moment he noticed Shota Matsuyama who looked very angry next to him.

He was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, who's here? It's this lickspittle boy. Did you come to me at this time to collect the money? Or did you bring your brothers to mess things up?"

Shota Matsuyama clenched his fists instantly and his face turned red.

"You are the one who licks the dog! You bastard..."

Oreki Gen blocked Matsuyama Shouta.

He looked at Kitamura calmly.

"You are Kitamura Takushi, right?"

Kitamura Takushi smiled, raised one leg, and stepped on the table in a bohemian manner, then puffed out a puff of smoke towards Oreki Gen.

"That's me. What? Who the hell are you? Either give me money or get out of here. I'm having a great time."

Facing the other party's arrogant words, Oreki Gen smiled calmly.

"I've heard about everything. If I give you 50,000 yen, will you delete all those photos?"

Hearing this, Kitamura became excited and his smile became brighter, although he still looked disgusting in Oreki Gen's eyes.

"Hehe. That's right. Integrity is what matters in doing business in Beicun. Who on this street doesn't know that KK brother keeps his word?"

Several friends nearby laughed out loud, and it was unclear whether they were laughing at the words or at the handsome yet naive young boy.

Oreki Gen also smiled and nodded.

It's just that he said.

"You call extorting money through a girl's photo a business?"

Kitamura immediately frowned and looked at Oreki Gen fiercely.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Hearing Kitamura's words, the faces of the people around him changed instantly, and they immediately looked at Oreki Gen and Matsuyama Shota with a fierce look. Matsuyama Shota subconsciously took a step back, but saw Oreki Gen standing in front of them, not moving at all.

He mustered up his courage and took another step towards Oreki Gen.

Oreki Gen smiled as he looked at Kitamura, who had a bad expression on his face.

"It's nothing. I brought the money. But if you treat this as a business, I find it hard to believe that you will keep your word."

Oreki Gen took out an envelope from his pocket, and the thick envelope made Kitamura's eyes light up.

He could tell at a glance that this young man was extraordinary. His handsome appearance was one thing, but his conversation was not like that of an ordinary person.

He is just too young. Maybe he is some rich second-generation or someone's son.

He was not afraid at all and even treated the other party as a cash cow.

It's very simple. Rich people are afraid of those who don't care about their lives. Why should I, a gangster like me, be afraid of such people? Isn't it the nature of the second generation of rich people that they think they are rich and have received higher education and are very capable.

In fact, they are just a bunch of useless people in society, who don't understand the ways of the world, let alone the dangers of the world.

What these people fear most is people like themselves. If they get attached to someone, it will be like a dog-skin plaster that they can't get rid of for the rest of their lives.

Who makes them claim to be clean and be afraid of getting a little stain?

Being a decent person, one tends to have many weaknesses.