Lose 100 million today

On the outskirts of the city, the City God's Temple.

To be honest, Chuzheng didn't really notice that this was a temple.

The noise of weeds outside has almost reached the top of the wall.

Only a vague outline can be seen.

Chuzheng was sitting on the city wall, looking inside.

In the ruined temple.

The man squatted in the middle, holding a sword in his hand, with the blade pointed at the throat of a man lying on the ground.

There was some distance, and Chuzheng couldn't see clearly the expression of the man on the ground.

The fire in the ruined temple burned, making crackling sounds.

The two figures cast aside, swaying with the firelight.

Chuzheng: I think he’s doing fine. Where does he need to be saved?

[Little sister, no matter what, you can’t just look at the surface. You have to look at the surface to see the essence. 】

Chuzheng: Do you want me to dissect him? This...is not good.

【……】No! I didn't mean that! The young lady knew that something was not going well, so she could still try to save her.

Chuzheng: I haven’t studied it seriously. If I don’t do anatomy well, it will seriously affect my image.

【? ? ? 】

【! ! ! 】

I thought the young lady could still save her.

It is naive.

How on earth did she interpret the essence through the surface as anatomy? !

The King was so angry that it exploded on the spot.

Just when Chu Zheng and Wang Zhehao were arguing about whether the essence was anatomy based on the surface, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred in the ruined temple.

The person lying on the ground suddenly sprinkled a handful of powdery substance towards the man.

The sword in the man's hand lost its sense of proportion and stabbed into the man's shoulder.

The man on the ground quickly jumped up and attacked the man regardless of his injuries.

Maybe those powders had an impact on the man, but he didn't avoid them.

[Come on, young lady, what are you thinking about? 】No update at this time! It’s time for a hero to save the beauty!

Chuzheng: Why are the good guy cards so weak?

Mature good guys should learn to save themselves!

[Little sister, the good guy card is not weak, what can I do to you? Do I need your help? It's normal for him to be weak! 】

Chuzheng: I can...make him miserable first, and then save him.

【……】

Sorry to bother you.

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I don’t know what the powder is. The man is obviously outmatched, and his body is shaking more and more.

At this moment, two big men rushed in from outside the ruined temple.

Seeing the situation in the ruined temple, he picked up weapons and surrounded the man without saying a word.

After a fight of three, the man was soon kicked to the ground, motionless, and probably fainted.

"Damn it, this damn boy chased me most of the night."

The big man who was first assassinated by a man in the ruined temple kicked the man and cursed him non-stop.

"Okay, are you done?" Han No. 2.

"No, I was interrupted by this kid." The big man said: "I don't know where it came from. I almost fell into his hands just now."

"Kill him and leave quickly." urged Han No. 3, who was standing outside looking out.

Big Han No. 1 stepped forward and turned the man over with his feet.

"It would be a pity to kill this tender-skinned one, take him out and sell him." Big Han No. 1 said viciously.

"This man looks like he belongs to a wealthy family. It's better to do less than to do more. Don't cause trouble." Han No. 2 advised.

"Whoever told him to meddle in his own business deserves it." Han No. 1 refused to listen: "With such a handsome face, wouldn't it be a waste to kill him and sell him to Qinghong Mansion?"

The other big men couldn't make sense, and finally the big man number one picked the man up and took him away.

The man did not completely faint.

He was held on the shoulders by the big man.

My abdomen was pressed by Big Man No. 1's shoulder, which was very uncomfortable.

As he swayed, he vaguely saw a person sitting on the wall of the ruined temple.

The man was looking here, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.

After walking out of the ruined temple, the man looked over there with some difficulty.

The wall was empty, with only swaying grass.

There is no figure anywhere.

It was as if he was dazzled.

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Chuzheng looked at the big men and sold the man to a house called Qinghonglouhualou.

This is the largest flower house in the imperial city, and both men and women can take it.

As for the buying and selling of people, in this world, there are many secret transactions, so it is not a strange thing.

Chu Zheng showed off his men's clothing and entered openly.

This Qinghong Building is different from the tacky decoration of other flower buildings. It is full of elegance, and the grade is instantly improved a lot.

As soon as Chu Zheng entered, a crowd of warblers and swallows surrounded her.

The night was charming, and the girl in the flower house was even more charming...it gave Chuzheng a headache.

Here we only saw girls showing their arms and legs, and male guests came to have fun, but there was no sign of any men picking up the guests.

But in this day and age, such a thing is definitely not possible to make public.

Chuzheng found that it seemed a little difficult to find someone at this time.

How about... just go back to sleep.

Anyway, the good guy shouldn't be dead for a while.

[Miss, I asked you to save someone just now but you didn’t. Now it’s okay! 】

Chuzheng: There were so many people just now.

The weak and helpless little thing can't defeat them.

【……】fart!

Wangzhehao really wanted to slap these two in Chuzheng's face.

But he is a qualified system and cannot do this.

Chuzheng also felt that she couldn't do this next time.

She should leave immediately next time and pretend she didn't see anything.

What is a good guy card?

Is it important to be able to sleep with her?

Why are you running out in the middle of the night looking for a good guy?

The bastard is just sick!

【……】

[Main mission: Please spend ten thousand taels within one hour. ] Send a task to calm down.

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng avoided those warblings and swallows, and waved to the gaily dressed bustard.

The old bustard waved his fan to let the warblers disperse, and said with a flattering smile on his face: "This young master looks strange. Is this your first time here?"

Chuzheng said nothing and looked at her indifferently.

The old madam chuckled: "It's okay if you come here for the first time. Once you come, you'll get to know her better. Whatever kind of girl you like, I'll arrange it for you right now."

"I don't like girls." Chu Zheng said.

The madam looked at her meaningfully: "This is easy to handle. Not only the girls in our building are excellent, but the waiters are also excellent."

Some people just like this.

Those who do business must naturally understand everything.

Therefore, the madam is not surprised at all when a man comes to have fun with a man.

"It's just the price..."

Chuzheng drew out a silver note.

When the old bustard saw it, he smiled even more flatteringly: "Master, please come upstairs."

The madam took Chu Zheng up to the third floor.

The third floor is quieter than below, and there are still people guarding it.

The corridor is also hung with gauze, and from below, only a faint outline can be seen.

"Sir, please come inside."

The madam brought Chuzheng into the room.

"I wonder what type you like, young master?"

Chuzheng sat down with her clothes fluttering, her movements were cool and handsome, and she slapped a banknote on the table like a boss: "Bring them all to me for a look."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

When the madam saw the money, she immediately asked someone to come over.

Men in cool clothes filed in.

Tall and handsome, feminine and charming, sunny and handsome...all types are available.

Some of these men dared to look directly at her, while others reluctantly lowered their heads and looked at the ground.

"Master, take a look." The old bustard pinched the man with his head hanging next to him: "Which one do you want? These are all the best in our building..."

Chuzheng interrupted her: "Is there any more?"

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Big Man No. 1: The director didn’t let me kill him, there was no other way, it was all for the sake of the plot.