C9

Chapter IX

Seeing this ugly scene, a hint of ridicule flashed across Yang Shi's eyes. Who would have thought that these people were the well-dressed successful people who often appeared on television and in the newspapers.

"Yo, since when did this Ju Lan Square have such a poor little girl in it?" A middle-aged man with messy clothes and a large belly blocked Yang Shishi's path.

He reached out his greasy, salty pig's hand and touched Yang Shishi's soft, white face that was covered in baby fat.

Yang Shishi's phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of disgust, she moved to the side and looked at the greasy pig hand that was reaching towards her. She turned around and gave a side kick, and with a 'kacha' sound, the man's hand that was reaching out was already limp by her side.

Looking at the middle-aged man who was curled up painfully on the ground, Yang Shishi casually walked forward and stepped on his face with her pure white running shoes. "I can't afford to play, so don't play, do you understand?" Yang Shi Shi's foot stepped on the man's face, and her body leaned slightly forward. His tone was indifferent.

On the second floor of the Orchid Fragrance Market, there was a man with a grand body, bronze skin, sharp facial features, and a deep and clear figure. He was like a statue from ancient Greece, and his dark, deep, icy eyes made him seem even wilder. His three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as knife engravings. His entire person exuded a king's aura that shook the world. His evil and handsome face now had a wanton smile.

Her amber eyes were currently looking at the young girl downstairs with interest.

"Brother Shen, have you taken a fancy to that little girl?" A beautiful woman with a coquettish voice and wearing a red qipao lightly bit her lower lip. She leaned into the man's embrace, gently stroking his handsome face with her blood-red nails. Her eyes were filled with infatuation.

"You're just a wet behind the ears little girl, how could you be so delicious?" The man grabbed the hand of the woman in his arms and spoke in a low voice. His short flaxen hair streaked across the woman's white neck, and his thin lips carried a charming smile.

Looking at the woman in her arms, whose face was flushed, her clothes were messy, and her eyes were cloudy, a dark light flashed across her amber eyes.

It streaked across the red lips of the woman in his embrace, and a fair chin as it rested on the woman's slender neck.

The contrast between the large bronze hand and the pink neck of the woman was striking.

Ling Piao looked at the god-like man in front of him with a terrified expression ? "Brother...?" The fiery red lips moved slightly. There was a puzzled and fearful expression on her face. Her fear of death was incomprehensible towards the man who was still with her just a moment ago.

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"Bestowal!" Xiao Xian gritted his teeth, calling the man's name word by word. Helplessness could be seen on his resolute face.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore." The Official extended his hand and made a gesture of 'I'll shut up'. Curiosity flickered in his round almond eyes as he constantly glanced towards the casino under the window.

Looking at her good friend's little brother, who was sticking his head out and sticking his head out, Xiao Cheng shook her head in amusement. "What are you looking for?"

"Take a look at that woman who makes Brother Zhen look at her in admiration!" The viscount didn't even turn his head. Seeing that Xiao Cheng had noticed his little trick, he didn't bother hiding his identity and just stood in front of the window, looking at the crowd below.

"Eh?!" Suddenly, Feng Jue exclaimed in surprise. He looked at the girl downstairs with a pile of chips in her arms. He blinked his round almond eyes, and then rubbed his hands.

"What is it? "Anyone who knows him?" Seeing that the viscount looked as if he had seen a ghost, Xiao Cheng also went to the window and followed the marquis' gaze. What entered his sight was actually that interesting girl.

"Not that I know her, just that I've seen her before." The viscount looked at the woman's spirited appearance and was a little drowsy.

"Oh? But why do I feel like, little Jue, this is the look you give to the one you love? " There was a faint smile on Xiao Cheng's face as he mocked her.

"..." Feng Jue unhappily rolled his eyes and looked at the smiling Xiao Cheng. He kicked the woman who died with grievance and curled his lips, "This, what are you going to do about it?"

"Of course it's to send them back to her family's men!" Xiao Chen stretched his body, his amber icy eyes glimmering with a cold light.

"Pfft, even this is your own fault. You must pretend that you don't reject beauties. As your old rival, how can that old man Long not set up a beautiful woman's trap for you?" Feng Jue was full of glee.

"Ah... "I'm rather curious. Tomorrow morning, Old Man Long will find out that the beautiful lady in his arms has turned into a hard corpse. What kind of expression will she have?" Xiao Chen pulled at his collar as he collapsed on the golden sofa. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the lifeless woman on the floor.

"Little girl, your luck is pretty good!"

"This uncle will follow you!"

"..."

In front of a table that was the size of a bet, a group of gamblers gathered around a slightly immature young girl and unceasingly discussed amongst themselves.

Yang Shishi looked at the pile of chips in front of her. A faint smile hung on her harmless face as she looked innocently at the sweating dealer opposite her. Listening to the discussions around him, his eyebrows slightly raised, his cherry lips slightly raised. "What a pity, even my uncle won't get away with it!" The soft mumbling was overshadowed by the surrounding noise.