Sexy bombshell Shao Luya

This post was last edited by lyl00009 on 2021-5-14 15:26.

Chaotic KTV, of course, isn't called "Chaos." It's just that the atmosphere here is always a bit chaotic, which is why this rather unpleasant nickname spread like wildfire.

Whether it's college students indulging themselves on the weekend, working-class guys reluctantly having a good time, or heartbroken guys who've been ripped off by their girlfriends, they're all regulars here. Of course, some big spenders also show up here. This last type is the high-spending group, and the VIPs that the hostesses in the private rooms pay the most attention to.

It was another weekend, as noisy as ever.

A young man in a white shirt smiled and reached out to pinch the waist of a woman who looked like a middle-aged woman, only to have his hand slapped away by the woman. "Behave yourself, I'm a respectable woman now,"

the young man chuckled. "Sister Lan is most charming when she's pretending to be innocent."

"Get lost, looking for a beating?!"

This young man in the white shirt was Yi Jun, the new security guard at the chaotic KTV. No one could guess what this guy, with his devilishly charismatic aura, used to do. Yi Jun himself hadn't said, and no one had ever asked. Occasionally, someone would ask him what he did before, and he'd just laugh and say, "I raised pigs in the army." Everyone laughed it off, and Yi Jun chuckled too.

In short, at this KTV, Yi Jun was practically a nobody. The large number of female waitresses and hostesses never paid him any attention. They only cared about rich young men, or those gullible suckers who could be easily swindled out of large sums of money by their sweet talk.

Only a middle-aged woman like "Sister Lan," with her rich life experience, could occasionally sense a masculine charm emanating from him that made women drool.

"If you've never loved, never suffered, never been innocent, never indulged, you won't understand this guy's wickedness and flirtatiousness"—that was Sister Lan's assessment of him. It was crude, but spot on.

Therefore, even though Sister Lan was already "a respectable woman," she still wouldn't refuse Yi Jun's lighthearted teasing, which didn't cross any lines.

Just as they were joking, Yi Jun's gaze, fixed on the doorway, suddenly froze. A complex expression flashed across

his face, but he didn't look away. Sister Lan turned around and saw a very beautiful and fashionable girl in a dress walk in, accompanied by a glamorous yet handsome young man. Yi Jun's gaze was fixed on the girl in the dress.

Sister Lan pinched Yi Jun's arm. "You brat, what are you looking at with those thieving eyes of yours! Staring at customers is impolite. We have to follow the rules in this line of work... Feeling a bit hot down there? I'll find you a girl to cool you down?"

Yi Jun snapped out of his daze and gave Sister Lan's "kindness" a rather unusual rejection: "Those girls are boring! Sister Lan, if you really pity me, you should do it yourself, hey."

"You shameless bastard!" Sister Lan pretended to kick him in the calf. It didn't hurt, just made him feel weak all over.

At this moment, the girl Yi Jun was staring at at the door also saw Yi Jun and was stunned at the same time.

This girl's name was Lin Yashi, Yi Jun's first love!

A little over a month ago, Yi Jun came to this city, saying he had been discharged from the army and hadn't been assigned a job. The reason he came to Jiangning City was because his girlfriend, Lin Yashi, had come here after graduating from university.

At the time, Lin Yashi felt that Yi Jun not only had no chance of being promoted to officer, but he didn't even have a decent job, so she was very unhappy, though she didn't say it outright. However, just half a month later, Lin Yashi broke up with him. Her reason was "we're not compatible," but the real reason was obvious. And after saying goodbye, she ruthlessly got into her new boyfriend's BMW and drove off—a blatant slap in the face, as if deliberately mocking Yi Jun's poverty.

The day of the breakup was a night of torrential rain—right in front of this chaotic karaoke bar. Yi Jun, who never yielded to any pressure, was cruelly mocked by fate. He didn't even bother to explain anything to Lin Yashi, because such a woman wasn't worth the effort to win back.

However, after all, it was a five-year relationship, and Yi Jun still felt somewhat lost and melancholic. Standing in the pouring rain, watching the BMW speed away, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The rain soaked his clothes and chilled his heart.

At that moment, an umbrella appeared above Yi Jun's head. The hand holding the umbrella handle was fair and delicate. Now, the owner of that hand had just given him a seemingly harmless kick. And under Sister Lan's arrangement, Yi Jun was temporarily working as a security guard here.

...

At this moment, their eyes met, and Lin Yashi felt a little awkward. Beside her, the typical tall, rich, and handsome young man arrogantly and domineeringly put his arm around her waist, seemingly declaring to everyone that he owned this woman. He followed Lin Yashi's gaze and immediately saw Yi Jun.

Even now, the tall, rich, and handsome man still remembered Yi Jun's disheveled figure on that rainy night. Every time he thought of Yi Jun, he felt a sense of accomplishment and superiority.

"Hey, kid, just loafing around here!" The tall, rich, and handsome man shouted loudly, his arm around Lin Yashi, full of disdain, as if he wanted everyone to hear. Sure

enough, everyone in the hall turned their attention to the tall, rich, and handsome man, while also staring at the indifferent Yi Jun.

Yi Jun smiled and turned away, ignoring him.

But the rich and handsome guy wouldn't stop, laughing behind him, "Your name is Yi Jun, right? Come on, get me a private room, you'll get a good tip!"

Yi Jun turned around, "Sorry, please go to the front desk, I'm just a security guard."

"You spineless coward!" After humiliating him, the rich and handsome guy was almost satisfied with his sense of superiority. But this personal insult had already crossed Yi Jun's line.

But at this moment, a hand gently patted Yi Jun's arm—it was Sister Lan again. "Why bother arguing with him? Go do your work."

This was the same hand that had sheltered him from the rain on that torrential night, providing him with a patch of shelter. Instantly, Yi Jun's anger dissipated considerably, and he smiled, "Okay."

At this moment, the rich and handsome man also noticed these details and suddenly burst into mocking laughter: "Oh, not bad, you actually managed to pick up a girl. But someone like you can only get girls who work as prostitutes in this KTV! This girl is really hot, I wonder how much she costs for a night, hahaha!"

Mocking her ex-boyfriend in front of his woman was incredibly satisfying; the rich and handsome man truly felt a thrill.

Yi Jun had already decided to ignore it, but these words directly insulted the woman who had once provided him with a small haven of sunshine!

Gritting his teeth, Yi Jun grinned maliciously at Sister Lan and said, "Sister, I want to beat someone up."

"Hmm, approved—this kind of beast deserves a beating." Sister Lan smiled, but her hand gripping the wine glass trembled slightly from the force.

So, Yi Jun calmly turned and approached the rich and handsome man and Lin Yashi.

The handsome, rich, and tall man sneered and shrugged, but lacked any domineering aura. Standing straight, the so-called "tall," rich, and tall man wasn't necessarily taller than Yi Jun.

Conversely, Yi Jun suddenly curled his lips into a sinister, chilling smile. Instantly, an immense pressure seemed to spread like mercury!

A soldier who claimed to raise pigs in the army possessed the imposing presence of a dragon and tiger.

"You… what do you want…" Faced with the overwhelming aura of Yi Jun, the handsome, rich, and tall man suddenly felt inexplicably guilty.

Bang! Without a word, Yi Jun kicked out, and Gao Fushuai instantly appeared at the KTV entrance, his nearly 1.8-meter-tall body flying several meters away!

No special moves were needed at all.

"Trash!" Yi Jun muttered, turning to leave. But outside the KTV, two burly men who looked like bodyguards rushed over, their faces menacing. They helped Gao Fushuai up while angrily charging towards Yi Jun's back.

In this society, not many people go out with bodyguards, which showed that Gao Fushuai's status was truly extraordinary. However, Yi Jun didn't care about these scoundrels. He whirled around, about to attack, when he heard Sister Lan shout from behind—

"Trying to cause trouble here?! Don't you know whose place this is?!"

The two bodyguards immediately stopped, hesitatingly turning around to look at Gao Fushuai, who had just gotten up.

Gao Fushuai gritted his teeth, extremely angry. He was a wealthy young master; he couldn't afford to lose face like that. But after calming down, he realized who the boss behind this chaotic KTV was. So, forcing a smile, he angrily retorted, "Even if Uncle Qi comes, he'll have to give my dad some face!"

"We'll talk about that when your dad gets here! Get lost!" Sister Lan cursed, and seven or eight security guards appeared. They were called security guards, but they were just thugs who kept order; everyone could tell at a glance.

Seeing the situation, the rich and handsome guy decided it was best not to fight a losing battle. He casually uttered a meaningless "You wait," and turned away, seething with resentment.

"Another gigolo selling his father!" Sister Lan sighed. This is an era where connections matter, and some people always treat it as their greatest asset.

Meanwhile, Lin Yashi had just recovered from the conflict. She looked at Yi Jun disdainfully: "You're going to keep going like this? What kind of place is this? How much of a future can you expect?"

"The place is dirty, but the people are clean," Yi Jun sneered.

...

A minor conflict was temporarily averted, although the rich and handsome man certainly wouldn't let it go and would definitely seek revenge.

Looking at the elegant Vacheron Constantin watch on her fair wrist, Sister Lan said, "I should go back now, Yi Jun, can you take me home?"

"Take you home? You should take me, Sister Lan," Yi Jun smiled, but still took the car keys from Sister Lan's hand. Yi Jun knew that Sister Lan was afraid the rich and handsome man would retaliate against him, so she wanted him to go home with her. If she explicitly said she wanted to protect Yi Jun, his pride as a man probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

Sister Lan was a socialite, always very meticulous in her actions.

However, Yi Jun didn't want to interrupt Sister Lan's almost overflowing protective instincts.

Sister Lan was the name used in Jiangning City's social circles. Her real name was Qin Lan, a woman with a story. In her early years, she was a top courtesan in this circle, but now, after retiring, she used her resources to gather a group of girls and became a "madam," or, to put it bluntly, a "pimp." Nowadays, most of the hostesses in the KTV rooms rely on her for their livelihood. Moreover, Sister Lan has extensive connections; even if the establishment runs out of girls, she can easily bring in twenty or thirty more with a single phone call.

Her income comes from the girls' commissions. Other establishments typically take 10%, but Sister Lan takes 20%. Even so, many girls are happy to work for her. Because working for a good "madam" means less mistreatment, protection, and more business. Even with Sister Lan's 20%, the girls working for her still earn more than others. And if anyone dares to cause trouble for the girls, Sister Lan will definitely step in to smooth things over.

In short, those in Sister Lan's line of work have a wide social network and know many people from all walks of life. Therefore, ordinary people can't touch her.

KTVs don't normally engage in prostitution, but there are always exceptions. The behind-the-scenes boss, "Brother Seven" (whom Gao Wei calls "Uncle Seven"), is a daring thug who operates his business with a wide-ranging scope. Sister Lan has many resources, including two top courtesans in Jiangning City, making her a cash cow for Brother Qi.

Of course, if Brother Qi didn't keep her, plenty of other thugs would be vying for her. For example, several underworld bosses from neighboring counties had extended offers to Sister Lan. Wherever Sister Lan went, the most popular courtesans would follow, bringing with them loads of cash. Since she and the other girls didn't receive wages from the establishments, they went wherever the money was and wherever they felt comfortable. Therefore, even Brother Qi generally gave Sister Lan some face.

So, she could wear Vacheron Constantin watches, drive a Mercedes CLS300, and live in a 200-square-meter duplex in this era of high housing prices.

Driving Sister Lan's flashy black Mercedes, cruising along the brightly lit North Street, Yi Jun smiled and pulled out a Hongtashan cigarette, handing it to Sister Lan. But Sister Lan didn't take it, only asking, "How much is a pack of cigarettes?"

That wasn't a normal question. Women who frequent nightclubs can rattle off the prices of dozens of cigarette brands. Women in that line of work have incredibly sharp eyes, because they need a keen eye to quickly determine whether a man is rich or poor. So, Sister Lan's question was deliberate.

"What do you mean, Sister?" Yi Jun smiled. He had intended to smoke, but now put it back down.

"What I mean is—are you prepared to smoke these cheap cigarettes that cost less than ten yuan for the rest of your life? To live like this forever?" Qin Lan didn't need Yi Jun's answer, she just sighed, "I can see you're a shrewd and intelligent person, unlike those young punks who only know how to show off. But you're lacking a little ambition, just a small ambition. If a man doesn't have the desire to climb higher, doesn't have that restless ambition in his heart, then he's finished. Why did that pretty boy dare to cause you trouble again and again today? But why did he slink away when he heard Seventh Brother's name?"

"Sister Lan, are you teaching us to be bad, huh?"

"Following me, you'll never become a good person. If you're not happy, get out of the car right now."

"Don't even think about it. I haven't even gotten a taste of Sister Lan's money yet, it would be a huge loss to leave now." Yi Jun smiled wickedly. "Then Sister Lan, can you give me some pointers? What kind of ambition do we need? Hmm, that word sounds creepy. Look at this dazzling, decadent world, how many corpses have been buried there, how many ambitions have been destroyed? So Sister Lan, you have to show us the right path, don't lead innocent young people astray."

"Okay, let's not talk about ambition." Sister Lan smiled. She liked Yi Jun's seemingly carefree exterior but with his own strong opinions. "Then let me ask you something, do you know what two things a real man needs to hold onto in his life to make it worthwhile?"

"Huh?"

"One hand holds the power of the world, the other holds a woman's hand—that's the goal!"

It's crude, but it's direct and true.

“Yeah, I get it. Awake, I wield power over the world; drunk, I rest my head on a beauty's lap.”

“Huh? You're quite the artsy guy.” Qin Lan glanced at the man with the distinct features of his face and said, “Tell me honestly, are you really just a fresh-faced soldier who recently transferred out of the military?”

“Oh, I used to be an artsy soldier.”

“Nonsense, last time you said you were raising pigs in the army…”

“Artistic on one hand, raising pigs on the other…”

“Get lost!”

…

Joking aside, Yi Jun knew that Sister Lan's words were true. In this materialistic and chaotic world, a man has to keep climbing.

If you can't grasp the tail of power and climb all the way up, you can only look up at the backside of power, and you'll be drenched in its filthy excrement.

“Make something of yourself, and show those materialistic women like your ex-girlfriend what's what… Actually, it’s too easy to hold a woman’s hand; it’s just a matter of how much money you have. So, you need to aim higher and see further,” Sister Lan said.

Yi Jun smiled and nodded. “Yeah, we need to hold onto more and better women, like…” As he spoke, his thieving eyes glanced at Sister Lan’s impressive chest.

Sister Lan threw her head back and laughed heartily. “You little rascal, trying to take advantage of me? Even if you had two lives, would you dare to do it?”

“No, at least not now. When you really make something of yourself, brother, you can take me to a golden palace and a crystal bed first, then it’s not too late to grab me, hahaha!” Yi Jun laughed loudly. Even when Sister Lan punched him in the waist, it didn’t stop his laughter.

“If that day ever comes, I’ll lie down and wait for you to grab me!”

Talking to a straightforward woman like this is so refreshing, much more enjoyable than those who pretend to be tense with their legs crossed.

Lan Jie's words inadvertently planted a small seed of ambition deep within Yi Jun's heart, allowing it to slowly sprout and grow.

While pondering Lan Jie's words, the car had already arrived at the upscale residential area where Lan Jie lived. Lan Jie got out of the car and slammed the door, her pretty face appearing again at the window: "Go back, take this car back, pick me up at 11 am tomorrow."

Lan Jie knew that Yi Jun's place was several kilometers away, quite remote.

"Aren't you afraid I'll drive this car away? It's worth twenty years of my salary," Yi Jun asked with a laugh. This car wasn't cheap, and Yi Jun had only known Lan Jie for a month.

"If you run away, then I'll admit I was blind, I'll take the loss," Lan Jie said with a smile, turning and leaving.

...

Yi Jun drove back to his place, it was already several in the morning. People in this line of work are all night owls; others describe their hard work as "getting up earlier than the rooster," but for someone like Yi Jun, it was more like going to bed later than the rooster.

He carefully parked the Mercedes CLS300 next to his small courtyard, afraid of scratching it. This car was valuable, a lump of iron worth over 700,000 yuan. After settling the car, Yi Jun rinsed himself with cold water and went to sleep. As he took off his clothes, a small red notebook fell out.

Yi Jun picked it up, flipped through the unusual contents, looked up and recalled the past, smiling faintly to himself, "I taught you kids your reconnaissance techniques, and you think you can find me?!"

His thoughts were racing, but sleepiness overwhelmed him. Yi Jun carefully put the notebook away and lay down to sleep. But before his alarm went off, he was awakened by a commotion outside.

Trouble had come again.

Hearing the commotion outside, Yi Jun immediately dressed and rushed out. He dressed quickly and efficiently, much faster than a normal person.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw seven or eight thugs blocking the entrance. Not far away, Gao Fushuai's BMW 523 was parked. Through the crowd, Yi Jun saw Gao Fushuai's disdainful smile inside the car. And there was Lin Yashi beside him.

Lin Yashi had spent the night with Gao Fushuai last night, and they came together today. Originally, Lin Yashi didn't want to retaliate against Yi Jun, but Gao Fushuai insisted. To please Gao Fushuai, Lin Yashi had no choice but to act as a guide.

Lin Yashi had only heard Yi Jun say that he generally lived in this alley, but she had never been there before and couldn't be sure which courtyard it was. However, Sister Lan's Mercedes was too conspicuous; it was unusual for such a nice car to be parked in this alley that resembled a slum. Therefore, they quickly pinpointed the courtyard where Yi Jun rented.

As for Yi Jun, he instantly understood everything—Lin Yashi had brought Gao Fushuai to cause trouble. Leading others around while coming to cause me trouble? Yi Jun smiled bitterly to himself, thinking that this little woman was quite ruthless.

However, Yi Jun wasn't too concerned about the seven or eight thugs. Frankly, he thought fighting these punks was pointless and childish. So, his face darkened, and he yelled, "Get the hell out of here!" before opening the door of the Mercedes.

But the thugs weren't scared off. The leader, a blond-haired guy, rushed forward and swung an iron pipe at them. Unsurprisingly, Yi Jun grabbed the pipe. Then, with a swift kick, he cleanly sent the blond-haired guy flying. There was no fancy technique involved; it was a relentless, unstoppable attack.

Dropping the pipe, Yi Jun prepared to get into the car. It was already past ten o'clock, and Sister Lan was waiting for him to pick her up. He thought that his display of skill should have intimidated the other guys.

And they were indeed intimidated; the remaining seven thugs had never seen anyone so capable of fighting. But at that moment, the rich and handsome guy in the BMW not far away roared, "Go get him! Cripple him, and each of you gets an extra two thousand!"

Money is a good thing; money can make the devil turn the millstone, or even make the millstone turn the devil. Naturally, it could also make these petty thugs, who spent their days at the bottom of society and weren't exactly well-off, get carried away. So, the remaining seven thugs, emboldened by their numbers, rushed over. Yi Jun quickly and cleanly took down two of them. However, the iron pipes and wooden sticks in the thugs' hands weren't just aimed at Yi Jun; they rained blows on the black Mercedes. Crash! The Mercedes' windows shattered, and the car was riddled with dents.

Instantly, Yi Jun's face turned ashen—this was Sister Lan's car!

"Bastards!" Yi Jun, like a hungry tiger among sheep, charged into the thugs like the wind. The thugs were about to smash things and run, but they didn't expect they couldn't escape at all. When all the thugs lay on the ground groaning in pain, even the pedestrians and a large number of neighbors were stunned. No one knew that Yi Jun, who usually had a smile on his face, could be so fierce.

"Damn, how can he fight so well? A monster!" Even Gao Fushuai was a little shaken and turned his BMW around and fled. He thought gathering eight thugs would be enough, but they were no match for him. Although Gao Fushuai didn't know anything about fighting, Yi Jun's series of moves were simply terrifying; even a fool could see the ferocity.

"Come back here!" Yi Jun was furious. But Gao Fushuai had already sped away. Yi Jun couldn't swallow his anger, so he started his beat-up Mercedes and chased after him relentlessly. With his driving skills, catching up with Gao Fushuai wouldn't be difficult.

At that moment, Gao Fushuai drove up in a Chevrolet Cruze. A car worth just over 100,000 yuan, relatively low-end, but very clean. The Chevrolet was initially moving smoothly, but the wealthy and handsome BMW veered off course due to its rapid escape. A screech of impact followed as the BMW struck the Chevrolet. The Chevrolet driver, clearly unsure what to do, let the car slide off the curb and crash into a tree.

The wealthy and handsome driver, however, didn't care; he adjusted his direction and continued fleeing.

A short while later, a very young woman emerged from the Chevrolet. She wore a white short skirt, had long, flowing hair, and

no makeup. Her bare legs and feet were exposed, and she wore simple sandals. Sunglasses weren't on her face, but rather pushed up on her forehead. The woman was beautiful and had a stunning figure. Especially her well-developed breasts and long, shapely legs made her a tempting sight for any man.

"Come back here, you bastard!" the girl shouted in the direction the rich and handsome guy had fled.

A girl who called herself "you bastard" was somewhat unconventional and wild.

At this moment, Yi Jun had already driven closer. Seeing the girl standing in the middle of the road, he immediately shouted, "Get out of the way!"

However, the girl didn't react in time and just turned around blankly. Suddenly, a sharp screech of brakes rang out, and the wrecked Mercedes left dark tire tracks on the ground. When the car came to a stop, the front of it was less than half a meter from the girl.

The girl was startled at first, then, regaining her senses, angrily slapped Yi Jun's car hood: "Hey, can't you watch where you're going?! If you hit me and turn me into a vegetable, you'll marry me?!"

Uh… Yi Jun knew he'd encountered a real gem.

Seeing this girl blocking his way, and having almost hit her, Yi Jun had nothing to say. Besides, the rich and handsome guy's car had already driven far away, and chasing him wouldn't be easy. So, Yi Jun reluctantly got out of the car, "Let's get to the side of the road first."

The girl knew Yi Jun hadn't meant any harm, so she didn't continue arguing with him but instead dialed the police. She wasn't going to let her car be hit and the other party flee the scene. Just as she pulled out her phone to call the police, she suddenly paused, turned around, and asked, "Is the traffic police emergency number 110?"

Yi Jun was speechless. "122..."

"Oh..." The girl dialed 122, and the female traffic officer who answered asked her the location of the accident. She immediately covered the phone and asked Yi Jun, "Where is this?"

Yi Jun: "300 meters north of the intersection of Mudan Road and Chengyang Road."

The girl nodded and then contacted the traffic police again. Immediately, the traffic police asked her for her license plate number.

"License plate number? I... I didn't see it clearly! He ran away."

"I'm asking for your license plate number!!!" the female traffic officer who answered the phone said.

"Oh, mine!" The female traffic officer was about to write it down, but the girl actually said, "Wait a minute, let me... let me see..."

The female traffic officer almost choked.

However, the girl seriously ran to the back of her car, stared at the license plate, and read it word by word, making the female traffic officer who answered the phone a little exasperated.

Finally, the traffic police said they were coming, and the girl was waiting under a big tree by the roadside. Seeing this, Yi Jun decided not to chase after her anymore and just wait for the police to catch the rich and handsome guy. Then they could settle the score for the car accident and the vandalism together.

He took out two magazines and spread them on the curb, then sat down. He patted one of the magazines next to him, gesturing for the girl to sit down as well. The girl sat down without a word, but kept her knees tightly together and carefully covered her skirt, as if afraid people on the roadside would see something they shouldn't.

After sitting down, the girl took out her phone and started playing the infamous, brainless game "Angry Birds." She even rummaged in her small bag and pulled out a heart-shaped lollipop!

So, she played the game with one hand and held the lollipop in the other. When the game got intense, she would immediately grab the phone with both hands, and naturally put the lollipop in her mouth. After a while, seemingly realizing that "eating alone" was impolite, she immediately pulled out a lollipop from her bag and asked Yi Jun if he wanted one.

This girl is so carefree, she doesn't seem like someone who just had a car accident!

Of course, Yi Jun didn't want it, and he wasn't interested in chatting with this pretty girl. He was thinking about how to explain things to Sister Lan. Sister Lan had some money, but she was only middle-class, not extremely wealthy. Moreover, Sister Lan didn't earn her money easily; it was a single woman scraping together every penny in the underworld.

"Sister, something happened..." Yi Jun said awkwardly, "Your car was vandalized, that kid did it yesterday. I'm sorry, sister, it's my fault..."

Qin Lan on the other end of the phone paused, then after a few seconds angrily said, "That kid has a death wish! Bastard, what a shameless jerk!"

It seemed Qin Lan was venting her anger on the rich and handsome guy, being more lenient with Yi Jun. However, since the matter ultimately stemmed from his own actions, Yi Jun felt quite guilty. Qin Lan muttered, "There's a reason for everything, what are you worrying about, you're a grown man! Don't make me look down on you... You wait there, I'm coming!"

Qin Lan was straightforward and said what she meant, a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Therefore, even the women in this circle liked to associate with her. Having such a big sister was considered a blessing for them. Everyone has a past, perhaps happy or bitter, but that wouldn't affect Yi Jun's evaluation of her.

A good person is a good person, regardless of whether her past or present profession was noble or humble.

"Sigh, I lost again!" The Chevrolet girl turned off her mobile game and overheard Yi Jun's phone call. She blinked and asked, "Do you know the hit-and-run driver? The one who said he smashed your car on the phone, could it be the one who drove off?"

Huh? Yi Jun looked at the girl. It seemed she was just a little eccentric, but not stupid; she could accurately connect the cause and effect of the matter.

“Yes, that’s him.”

“What’s his name?”

“Uh…” Yi Jun suddenly realized that he didn’t even know the rich and handsome guy’s name. But thinking about it, it didn’t matter. He pointed to the roadside camera and said, “Who cares what his name is? Anyway, the camera must have recorded it. As long as we catch him, that’s fine.”

The girl nodded.

A little while later, a police car drove up. Several traffic police officers fussed around at the scene for a while, and then questioned Yi Jun and the Chevrolet girl carefully. The vandalism of Yi Jun’s car was a public security case, basically unrelated to this traffic accident, so the questioning of the girl took a relatively long time. Moreover, Yi Jun felt that these traffic police officers seemed to be trying to fool him.

And what happened next annoyed both Yi Jun and the girl. Because after the traffic police officers had been fooling around for a while, they contacted the traffic police team and actually said that the camera was malfunctioning and the footage from earlier hadn’t been recorded!

Bastards! It must be the rich and handsome guy’s family who did it!

At this time, Qin Lan also took a taxi to the scene. After Yi Jun explained the situation, this straightforward woman got furious and immediately yelled at the traffic police. "What are you doing? You say the camera is broken when it really matters? Why didn't you say the camera was broken when you were issuing the fine!"

Actually, her car being vandalized was a minor offense, not really the traffic police's fault. But Qin Lan despised this inaction, and she was a woman who spoke her mind.

One of the traffic police took off his sunglasses, looked Qin Lan up and down, and said, "Miss, watch your attitude. Don't interfere with our police investigation."

What kind of attitude was that! Qin Lan became even angrier.

Just as Sister Lan was about to explode in anger, another police car drove up and stopped across the street. The car window rolled down, revealing the despicable face of the rich and handsome man.

He was actually enjoying himself in the police car!

Instantly, Yi Jun and Qin Lan realized something was amiss.

This rich and handsome man's appearance at this moment was purely to provoke them.

The police car carrying the rich and handsome guy started up again, driving off arrogantly and domineeringly, leaving behind only his triumphant laughter.

With such a close relationship between him and the traffic police, there was no point in expecting them to do anything.

The wild Chevrolet girl was clearly not going to let this go either. "Damn it, I knew the police were hopeless! Hey, if they find that bastard, you'll be my witness!"

The last sentence was clearly directed at Yi Jun.

Yi Jun nodded, and the pretty girl asked him for his phone number, while also giving him her own. This girl had a wild personality, but a rather delicate name—Tang Qingqing.

Tang Qingqing angrily opened her car door and finally drove the Chevrolet onto the road, the front of which was badly dented. Yi Jun curled his lip, "Aren't you going to preserve the scene?"

"Preserve my ass! Haven't you seen how those traffic cops behave!" Tang Qingqing muttered angrily, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

...

Afterwards, Sister Lan, still seething with anger, got into the badly damaged Mercedes. A perfectly good car wrecked like that, it looked shabby to sit in. Yi Jun took her to get it repaired, and Sister Lan's face was ashen the whole way.

"Sis, I'll catch that kid later and make him pay for a new one."

"Money's secondary, the main problem is he's infuriating. That kid's so arrogant and domineering, look at his smug attitude in the police car." Sister Lan gritted her teeth angrily. "Didn't he say yesterday that Seventh Brother had to give his father some face? Then Seventh Brother must know him. I'll go ask Seventh Brother later and see what he says. Going to the police is useless, so let Seventh Brother help us out."

Seventh Brother, a big shot in Jinwan District of Jiangning City, is also the behind-the-scenes owner of the Chaotic KTV. He has extensive connections in society, and people from all walks of life give him face.

The two didn't go to the Chaotic KTV, but instead took a taxi straight to a teahouse on the outskirts of the city. This teahouse was also Seventh Brother's business, and he liked to spend his time there.

Seventh Brother's business was large, and this teahouse looked very valuable. However, it was still his usual audacious operating method; ostensibly a teahouse, it was actually a gambling den. The first floor is disguised as a tea shop, while the second and third floors are gambling tables. The gamblers here are all people of some status, big spenders, so the teahouse is quite profitable.

People come here for two reasons: first, because of Brother Qi's influence; even if someone is caught gambling by the police, Brother Qi can always get them out within 24 hours. Without that kind of power, you shouldn't open a business, and customers wouldn't dare come. The other reason is that the business maintains Brother Qi's bold style, being rather "open." The waitresses are all beautiful, and there are even passionate "slapping" sounds coming from some of the small lounges.

The first floor is the real tea-drinking area, and there's a room Brother Qi reserved especially for himself. Sister Lan gently pushed open the door and entered. A slightly overweight middle-aged man, his eyes drooping, leaned quietly against a comfortable root-carved chair, his head tilted back slightly.

Before him, a pure and innocent-looking girl skillfully brewed and poured tea.

Behind him, a young woman with a nimble, youthful touch massaged his shoulders with practiced ease.

In the end, those in the underworld are all about enjoyment. Even a seasoned thug like Seventh Brother, who rose to power on the streets with a cleaver, would eventually indulge in a bit of sophistication and savor life at this age.

Seeing Sister Lan arrive, Seventh Brother's droopy eyelids opened. The alluring woman massaging his shoulders seemed to harbor a slight hostility towards Sister Lan. Her position was similar to Sister Lan's; she was the manager of this teahouse, essentially managing Seventh Brother's business. However, Sister Lan was more independent, not receiving a salary from Seventh Brother, thus holding a slightly more privileged position.

"Sit down," Seventh Brother said, instructing the tea server to serve Sister Lan a teacup, ignoring Yi Jun, his insignificant underling. "The young man you mentioned on the phone is Gao Wei, the young master of Hengtai Real Estate Company. The boss of Hengtai Real Estate—Gao Wei's father, Gao Longsheng—is someone I know well. He and Deputy Director Zhang of the Public Security Bureau are sworn brothers. It's said that Deputy Director Zhang is also Gao Wei's godfather. So, Ah Lan, you should back down and not push things too hard."

No wonder! The traffic police are a subordinate agency of the Public Security Bureau, and Deputy Director Zhang was the head of the traffic police branch before his promotion; those traffic police officers are definitely on Gao Wei's side.

Moreover, Sister Lan has also heard of Hengtai Real Estate Company; it's a fairly large real estate enterprise, and its boss, Gao Longsheng, is a figure who's half-legitimate and half-criminal. He mingles in high society circles while also colluding with underground gangsters.

"So, Seventh Brother, what do you think we should do about this?" Sister Lan asked.

"Let's settle this with a conciliatory dinner," Seventh Brother said casually. "As for your car, just make him pay whatever he owes. Gao Longsheng isn't short of money. Let's have dinner at the Deep Sea Supreme Hotel tonight."

He had hoped Seventh Brother would stand up for him and teach Gao Wei a lesson. But now it seemed that idea was hopeless. Seventh Brother was a gangster; he wouldn't offend his friends too much over something like this. Besides, Gao Wei's godfather was a leader in the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and gangsters generally tried to avoid unnecessary entanglements with the police. But

Seventh Brother had at least indicated he would step in, which was a small concession to Sister Lan, at least getting her money back for the car. Sister Lan smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Seventh Brother," before gracefully getting up to leave. But Yi Jun was a little annoyed because he looked down on people like Seventh Brother. After all, Sister Lan was now working for Seventh Brother. Sister Lan's car was vandalized, and Seventh Brother merely smoothed things over, not even uttering a harsh word against Gao Wei. Such behavior from a boss would alienate his subordinates.

So, as he left, Yi Jun sighed and followed Sister Lan.

Behind him, Seventh Brother clearly heard the sigh tinged with dissatisfaction. His face twitched slightly, and he gently opened his eyes, but Yi Jun had already walked out of the room.

The alluring woman behind Seventh Brother snorted coldly, seemingly eager to stir up trouble: "What a piece of trash! This little brother Qin Lan brought along really doesn't know any manners."

Although Seventh Brother was a bit annoyed with Yi Jun, he wasn't provoked by the alluring woman's words. He simply said coldly, "These younger guys are getting more and more unruly these days... If it were when I was young and hot-blooded, I would have slapped him twice. People over forty aren't so confused anymore... By the way, isn't that what they say?"

"That's called 'forty and not confused'," the alluring woman said with a charming and coquettish smile. "But Seventh Brother, you really aren't confused anymore. I've given you so many 'hints' these past few days, and you haven't paid any attention."

Seventh Brother laughed and pinched the alluring woman's hand. "You little slut, you call that 'hints'? You practically wanted to lift your skirt and lie on the ground! Luckily, my floor is non-slip, otherwise you might have slipped on the wetness between your legs..."

"You're so annoying..."

Yi Jun hadn't gone far and had heard Seventh Brother and the alluring woman's flirtatious chatter clearly. None of that mattered, but Seventh Brother's earlier comment, "Go up there and slap me twice," made Yi Jun secretly resentful—he's just a hoodlum, what's with the attitude!

Sister Lan also heard this and saw Yi Jun's face suddenly darken. Afraid that Yi Jun would cause trouble, she immediately pulled his arm, "Come on, come with me to buy some things."

...

That evening, Sister Lan went straight to the Deep Sea Supreme Hotel. Seventh Brother had reserved a luxurious private room on the second floor, but he hadn't arrived yet. People who think they're important always arrive late.

Worried that Yi Jun might cause trouble if he went up, Sister Lan repeatedly told Yi Jun: wait patiently downstairs.

"I'll listen to you, sister," Yi Jun smiled. Although he disdained Seventh Brother's behavior, Yi Jun didn't want to complicate things further. He didn't care about anything, but Sister Lan still had to work here.

Sister Lan went upstairs alone, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Gao Wei hugging Lin Yashi's face and kissing her, his hands also moving around. Even when he saw Sister Lan, he didn't seem to care at all. Lin Yashi, however, felt a little uncomfortable and gently pushed him away, her face slightly flushed.

Gao Wei had been kicked by Yi Jun last time, losing face badly, especially with Lin Yashi right there. The reason Gao Wei brought Lin Yashi was to show her that he could get revenge.

Sister Lan ignored him, sitting opposite him with her arms crossed and her head turned to the side.

Gao Wei, however, chuckled wickedly and asked, "Oh ho, you came alone? Where's that kid you're keeping? Too scared to come?"

Sister Lan rolled her eyes at him, not bothering to argue.

A moment later, Brother Qi arrived and sat between the two. Gao Wei greeted him with a smile, "Uncle Qi," and Brother Qi nodded in satisfaction. Before long, Gao Wei got straight to the point: "Uncle Qi, it's true my men smashed her car, but what about my underlings who got beaten up?"

"If you hadn't smashed the car, would Yi Jun have beaten your men?!" Sister Lan retorted angrily.

"If Yi Jun hadn't kicked me first, would I have had my car smashed?"

"You insulted me first, you deserved to be kicked!"

"You resort to violence after just one insult? Fine, you insult me now, and I'll kick you, how about that?" Gao Wei said almost shamelessly.

Seventh Brother tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "Arguing about this is useless. Just settle this quickly. We'll run into each other again, why make such a fuss? Xiao Wei, in the end, it's your fault. Just compensate A-Lan with a car; you don't need that much money."

"Compensate with a car? Fine, it's just a 700,000 or 800,000 yuan thing. But," Gao Wei looked at Sister Lan and sneered, "my eight underlings got beaten up, each needing 200,000 yuan for medical expenses."

Eight people, 1.6 million yuan!

If this goes wrong, we won't get the car money back, and we'll have to lose nearly a million. Sister Lan's face darkened, and Seventh Brother was also unhappy. This wasn't about making peace; it was a complete disrespect to Seventh Brother.

"Fine, if you don't want money, have the police arrest your kept man and lock him in a dog cage for a few days. Anyway, my brothers were injured." Gao Wei smiled disdainfully, lit a soft Zhonghua cigarette, and put both feet up on the table. "Don't believe me?"

Without waiting for Seventh Brother's displeasure, Gao Wei dialed a number—to his godfather, Deputy Director Zhang. After a few words, Gao Wei handed the phone to Seventh Brother. Seventh Brother, a hoodlum, dared not offend a police chief, so his attitude was quite respectful. However, his expression grew increasingly troubled.

"Alright, alright, I'll talk to my men right away. It's such a small matter, and I'm so sorry to trouble Director Zhang..."

After hanging up, Seventh Brother's attitude changed drastically. He immediately said, "How about this, we won't compensate for the car, but don't ask for your medical expenses either. Xiao Wei, you're giving me face."

"It's several hundred thousand short!" Gao Wei grinned through gritted teeth. "Fine, we'll even it out, but have that Yi Jun come over and kneel down and kowtow three times. Otherwise, I'll have the police arrest him!"

Sister Lan knew there was no way Yi Jun would kowtow. But Gao Wei seemed determined to see it through. What if Yi Jun were arrested? The police are like wolves and tigers; don't expect to reason with them. Sister Lan wasn't particularly wealthy, but to prevent Yi Jun from being arrested, she reluctantly forfeited the compensation for the Mercedes. This woman was more compassionate than any man. Sister

Lan gritted her teeth, resigned to the fact that the car had been smashed for nothing, and stood up, picking up her wine glass. "Fine, we're even about the money. As for my brother offending you, I'll apologize on his behalf!"

With that, she filled her two-and-a-half-ounce wine glass, tilted her head back, and downed it in one gulp!

In the usual disputes of the underworld, a woman doing this would be enough, and the other party would usually back down. After all, Sister Lan was a person of some standing. And it was clear that Gao Wei was to blame, and Sister Lan had suffered a loss. Everyone knows when to back down.

However, Gao Wei didn't stop. He stood up, still holding his wine glass, and sneered, "You apologize for him? Who the hell do you think you are! Fine, since you're willing to stick your neck out, I'll show you mercy this time—swallow this glass of mine, and we'll call it even."

Sister Lan thought she was going to have another drink, and just as she reached out her hand, Gao Wei suddenly splashed the wine in her glass onto her face.

"You…" Sister Lan was about to explode!

But Brother Qi slammed his hand on the table and said in a low voice, "Ah Lan, this matter ends here! If you don't want that Yi Jun to be in the police station, then back down!"

His tone was firm and brooked no argument. Brother Qi was a thug who didn't dare offend the police station leaders; in fact, he was eager to curry favor with them. At this moment, he was also worried that if Sister Lan, who followed him, made a big fuss, things would eventually get out of control.

The words "Yi Jun in the police station" brought Sister Lan, who was in a rage, to her senses slightly. Seeing that Sister Lan didn't react, Gao Wei put his arm around Lin Yashi, laughed loudly, and got up to leave the private room.

Sister Lan stood there, somewhat dazed, wine dripping from her hair and onto her face. When she came to her senses, she realized that Brother Qi was already gone, leaving her alone in the large private room.

Her steps were heavy as she slowly left the room, ignoring the curious glances from passersby in the hotel. Being a single woman in the underworld was tough. Although Sister Lan seemed glamorous, her power came from Brother Qi. Perhaps she could rely on another big brother, but those people would probably be in the same boat as Brother Qi. In Brother Qi's line of work, unless it was a life-or-death conflict, who would go against the police leadership?

Besides, it would be a real waste to get Yi Jun arrested for this. They had connections in the police force; if Yi Jun went in, he'd be tortured to death by those guys!

Sister Lan and Yi Jun weren't exactly life-or-death comrades, but she thought highly of the young man and liked him. More importantly, she was kind-hearted.

So, despite being so insulted by this young junior, Gao Wei, Sister Lan gritted her teeth and accepted it.

When she walked out of the hotel, Yi Jun was still waiting there. Earlier, when Yi Jun saw Gao Wei smugly leaving with Lin Yashi, he guessed that Sister Lan's car might be in trouble. But he never expected Sister Lan to be in such a sorry state.

"What's wrong, sister?"

Sister Lan wiped the wine stains from her face, forcing a smile: "It's nothing, let's go back."

"I asked you what happened to your face!" Yi Jun's voice was almost a shout.

Sister Lan bit her lip and gently patted Yi Jun's back, "It was an accident, I spilled the wine… Let's go."

Yi Jun wasn't stupid; he understood everything. He angrily turned his head, looked in the direction Gao Wei had just left, and squeezed out a curse through clenched teeth: "Damn it, you're asking for it!"

Sister Lan could tell that Yi Jun was furious. She knew Yi Jun's personality; she knew that if he couldn't control himself, he could be extremely ruthless. A few days ago, Yi Jun had secretly helped her deal with a small problem, and he was really ruthless. Thinking of Gao Wei's threat to arrest Yi Jun, Sister Lan couldn't help but worry—this was a fight to the death.

However, Sister Lan couldn't tell Yi Jun about Gao Wei's threat. She knew Yi Jun's temper; the more you scare him, the more determined he'd become. Things might get even more out of control then.

Yi Jun's stubbornness had a powerful attraction for women, but it was undeniable that it could be a real headache at times.

"Let's go!" Sister Lan grabbed his arm, heading towards the roadside. This hotel wasn't far from Sister Lan's place, and since her car had been vandalized, they had walked there. Now, she wanted to go back and take a hot shower to wash away the bad luck and humiliation of the day. Of course, she was also holding Yi Jun's arm, worried that he might do something irrational in a fit of rage. That Gao Wei had connections in the Public Security Bureau; he wasn't someone to mess with.

Yi Jun gritted his teeth, surprisingly calm. His almost expressionless attitude only made Sister Lan feel more uncertain. They walked for five minutes without Yi Jun uttering a single word. Under the chaotic neon lights, he seemed completely out of place. Sister Lan, dressed in all black, simply walked silently with her arms crossed, exuding a cool and aloof air in the summer night.

After a long silence, Sister Lan finally said, "This matter ends here. Don't act recklessly."

"I'm not used to being bullied by petty people," Yi Jun sneered. It was clear that Yi Jun wouldn't let this go. "Besides, it's one thing how this blind fool treated me, but the key is that he shouldn't have touched you."

Sister Lan suddenly stopped and stared at Yi Jun: "I'll say it again—this ends here! You promise me you won't lay a hand on that Gao Wei!"

Yi Jun was stunned, not realizing that Sister Lan was actually worried about him, and thought she was afraid because something serious had happened. Not wanting to cause this woman so much worry, Yi Jun smiled faintly, "You know, I'll listen to you in everything." "

That's good!" Sister Lan breathed a sigh of relief, speaking earnestly, "Life is full of ups and downs. It's not shameful to swallow your pride. As long as you're determined, you'll eventually retaliate—and I believe you have the ability, it's just a matter of time."

Yi Jun kept one hand in his pocket, the other hand awkwardly pinching a Hongtashan cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, remaining silent.

Not sure if she'd really convinced him, Sister Lan continued, "Look ahead, look further ahead. That's a real man—a man worthy of my respect, Qin Lan's respect. If you're working down here, you have to be aware of your position. When you reach Seventh Brother's level, at least most people will fear you; when someone reaches a higher level, they can even trample on human laws. So, you have to be patient. I'll give you ten years of hard work, and I believe you can achieve a life of luxury in Jinwan."

"Ten years? Just this small Jinwan district?" Yi Jun glanced at the bustling streets around him and smiled wickedly.

"You're really something, even when I'm just saying you're coughing, you're getting all worked up!" Sister Lan, having said quite a bit, was in a better mood. She laughed and scolded him, holding up her five jade-like fingers. "You don't take Jinwan seriously? Do you know how much Seventh Brother is worth as the boss of Jinwan's underworld? Fifty million, that's a conservative estimate!"

"Goodness, Sister, don't try to scare me with such a huge sum. In my opinion, you're already a very wealthy woman." Yi Jun smiled playfully.

"Me? I'm just putting on a show. Besides that house and that car, how much do you think I have left? To put it bluntly, I'm just a madam, scraping by on the girls' legs. How much can I possibly earn?" Sister Lan said irritably.

"Come on, I was hoping you could keep a gigolo, looks like that's out of the question."

"Get lost! Hahahaha!" Sister Lan had just cursed when she burst out laughing. It wasn't entirely a laugh of joy, but rather a way of venting the frustration in her heart.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the apartment complex where Sister Lan lived. Yi Jun looked up at the 30th-floor duplex, completely dark. "Aren't you scared all alone?" It was

a small joke, a little subtle.

"You little rascal! I remember what you said—'Wait until you can carry me to a golden house, a crystal bed!'" Sister Lan laughed and patted his chest, tugging at the collar of his cheap shirt. Suddenly, her laughter faded slightly. "And remember what I just said: Don't lay a hand on Gao Wei. We shouldn't step in dog poop." "Yeah, a man's promises after getting out of bed are always true." Yi Jun laughed, grabbing Sister Lan's hand, feeling its smooth, warm touch. "I'm leaving, goodnight." He turned away nonchalantly, waving to Sister Lan with his back turned, without looking back.

"I knew he had the desire but not the guts!" Sister Lan muttered under her breath as she watched Yi Jun's retreating figure. Then she looked up at her dark home and smiled faintly. (

For naive girls, follow the WeChat public account "Jade Literature" and reply with the number "167" to continue reading the exciting story! Perhaps they prefer young people who act impulsively and recklessly for their own sake.) But a mature and world-weary woman like Sister Lan understood how to consider things from another perspective: how rare it was for a tough man like Yi Jun to suppress his anger for her sake. This at least showed that Yi Jun cared about her and all her thoughts.

Back home, the smooth and fair Sister Lan lay in the comfortable bathtub and sighed deeply. A fair hand gently caressed her delicate body, unconsciously applying a little pressure when it landed on her breasts. Inexplicably, Yi Jun's image filled her mind. Only

when a wounded woman is alone, licking her wounds, does she truly understand the importance of a man, no matter how strong or independent she appears on the outside.

...

The next morning, Yi Jun called Sister Lan to ask when she wanted to go to the Chaotic KTV. But Sister Lan hesitated for a while and said she didn't want to go. Yi Jun understood her feelings because Sister Lan had been humiliated by Gao Wei the day before, and Brother Qi, who was present, hadn't stood up for her.

Now, although Sister Lan and Brother Qi hadn't publicly broken off relations, a deep rift had formed between them. Yi Jun advised her to rest for two days and not think about anything else. (Follow the WeChat public account "Yu Shi Literature" and reply with the number "167" to continue reading the exciting story!) Moreover, Yi Jun felt that unless he taught Gao Wei a lesson, perhaps Sister Lan's mood would improve. A woman's heart is unfathomable; Sister Lan verbally asked Yi Jun not to cause trouble for Gao Wei, but secretly she probably wished that bastard would be crippled the moment he stepped out the door. However, a real man's word is his bond. Since Yi Jun had promised Sister Lan, he wouldn't easily lay a hand on Gao Wei unless that blind bastard continued to provoke him.

Of course, such a bastard would definitely not stop. Yi Jun felt that he would eventually have a chance to teach that kid Gao Wei a lesson.

The phone had just hung up when it rang again. He looked at it and saw it was Tang Qingqing, the pretty girl in the Chevrolet who had been hit yesterday. He had thought it was just a chance encounter and hadn't expected to actually cross paths with this girl again.

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