After Breaking Up with My Girlfriend, I Became a Demon Saint

The students around saw that Zhou Yan was a stranger, and laughed too.

"Yes, yes, the newcomer, right? We will be friends from now on."

Zhou Yan looked down at the little loli who was about to rub her head into her sister's chest, well, according to Bai Ze's ability, this girl is only 12 years old.

Zhou Yan looked back at Wang Yang.

"This girl looks so small, can you go down?"

Wang Yang said in surprise.

"Who said she laughed, isn't there a lot of legal lolita?"

The yellow hair on the side called.

"Yes, yes, such a legal loli, I often..."

"Bang", the yellow hair flew out, rolled a few times after landing, twitched a few times and stopped moving.

Zhou Yan walked up to Wang Yang rubbing the fist that Huang Mao had just beaten.

Wang Yang looked at Zhou Yan in a daze.

Zhou Yan said indifferently.

"Congratulations, you will never think about women again."

"for……"

Wang Yang didn't ask what he said, Zhou Yan's calf kicked Wang Yang's crotch.

Well, the egg whites and yolks must be getting mixed up by now.

Wang Yang rolled his eyes white and passed out.

Zhou Yansao had tried other people, and this group of wine and meat friends were not very good. Seeing Wang Yang and Jin Mao lying on the ground, he coaxed them away without saying a word of cruelty.

Zhou Yan looked back at the abducted sisters opposite.

The elder sister hugged her younger sister, with tears streaming down her face with stubbornness. After a long time, the elder sister knelt down in front of Zhou Yan.

"You, you want me."

My sister choked up.

"Let go, let my sister go, okay?"

"She's still a child."

Zhou Yan scratched his face.

The young man was very puzzled, is he the kind of bastard who looks like he won't let go of children?

Chapter 13 Passwords

Outside Suzaku Academy.

Zhou Yan was riding a bicycle with a pair of sisters on the back seat of the bicycle.

My sister cried and said.

"My name is Lin Qianqian, and I'm a high school student in the East District."

Zhou Yan hummed, the East District is a slum in Xinxiang City, the public security conditions are very poor, all kinds of drugs, selling X are rampant, and those who have some conditions will not live in this place.

"My father has been sick for the past few days, and my family is running out of money to eat. The neighbor next to my house introduced me to a job, saying that I can make a lot of money a day. My neighbor is a good person. Bring it to my house."

My sister wiped away her tears.

"I, I trust him a lot, no, I didn't expect..."

Zhou Yan sneered.

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

Zhou Yan accelerated his cycling speed.

"Tell me who brought you here."

The elder sister looked at Zhou Yan's back hesitantly.

The reputation of the awakened ones has not been very good. Zhou Yan rescued them at Suzaku Academy just now. My sister just thought that Zhou Yan was interested in her, and she would do that kind of thing later.

But why did Zhou Yan first inquire about their identities after he brought them out, and now he wants to ask the pimp?

My sister bit her lip.

Zhou Yan said loudly.

"Say!"

My sister was in a hurry immediately.

"Yes, it's the leopard, he, he is the biggest gangster in our place."

Zhou Yan nodded.

"Okay, I see, you sit down."

Zhou Yan got up from the bicycle seat, and then stepped on the bicycle vigorously towards the East District.

After half an hour.

When Zhou Yan arrived in the East District, he knew as well as Zhou Yan did. The East District was full of shantytowns. Many young ladies in hot clothes stood under the street lights, winking at Zhou Yan who came by bicycle, and some drug addicts were hiding in some dark places. curled up in the corner, with needles and something falling around.

It can't be called chaos, at least Zhou Yanqi didn't encounter gang fights or gun battles in the past. Until the sisters' dilapidated old house, the entire slum area was still quiet and peaceful.

"Thank you, thank you."

The sister who got out of the car kept bowing to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan turned his bicycle around and rode out silently.

The elder sister watched Zhou Yan leave, and when Zhou Yan's figure disappeared completely, the elder sister murmured to herself in disbelief.

"Did you really send me back?"

……

Two kilometers away, in a small folk courtyard.

A man with a fleshy face and a scar on his face walked up the stairs on the second floor with a cigarette in his mouth, humming a song, and took out his mobile phone to look at it when he went up.

Well, today's business is very good, three more pigs have been put into storage, and dozens of Lajin have been sent out, especially the women sent to Suzaku Academy.

The man with the scar thought of the pair of sisters who were both watery and lingling, and couldn't help but take a puff of cigarette.

Those young awakened people are really happy. They are different from the untouchables in this slum who can play as long as there is a hole. Every time the girls sent to them are picked, they are all fresh, beautiful, and there are many is at.

I am not afraid of any problems with the goods sent over, unless those families are too good and powerful, ordinary families, or even slum families, as long as they give some money and some threats, they can hide the matter.

Of course there will be some who would rather die than submit, and the man with the scar will choose to feed them poison.

The older brother of the Scar Man likes students very much. He often goes to top local universities to pick out cute girls. What should he do after he picks them up?

It is to find a handsome young man under his command, let this handsome man create a situation where the hero saves the beauty, and then let this handsome man trick the student into it, and then teach the student to suck X.

As long as he is addicted to drugs, the student becomes a flannel ball.

After two or three years, this student will be useless, and he will be gone for a lifetime, and the elder brother of the previous generation will be able to change to another girl.

The man with the scar didn't learn how to pick up girls, but he learned how to control people with poison.

Now the most profitable few under his command are all controlled by drugs. Don't be afraid of them running away, and don't be afraid of them hiding their private money, because addicts are...

The scarred man opened his bedroom, and when he entered, the scarred man was stunned for a moment. He saw a man sitting in front of his desk. The man was very young and looked underage.

The man was holding the small combination box of the man with the scar in his hand, and dialing the combination lock of the combination box with one hand.

The man with the scar shrank his pupils and said angrily.

"Who are you, put my things down!"

Zhou Yan looked up.

"That's right, people like you don't trust banks, so do you hide all the money you make?"

The man with the scar was sweating on his forehead. He hid the password box in his small treasury in a place that only he knew. How could the other party...

"Feel sorry."

Zhou Yan put the combination lock in his hand aside.

"I haven't learned how to torture people yet, so you're in luck."

Zhou Yan disappeared in front of the scarred man, waiting to appear. The scarred man crashed into the wall and flew out from the room. When he landed, the viscera in his stomach spit out from his mouth, and he seemed dead.

Zhou Yan glanced at the scarred man from the hole he made, and then went to the scarred man's password box. Zhou Yan rubbed his eyes and stared.

Lockbox password: 7765423.

The ability to be omniscient is so convenient.

Zhou Yan entered, and there was a stack of gold bars in the lockbox, which seemed to be worth about tens of millions.

Chapter 14 Aussie Beast

East End, slums.

The older sister who was sent back by Zhou Yan led the younger sister back to her home.

The house is a two-story cement house. Although the outside is covered with moss and dark brown oxidation marks, it is considered a good house in the entire slum.

The reason why the sisters can live in such a good house is that their father is a very strong man who is willing to work hard to make money.

But such a man fell ill three days ago, and my sister, who had no money to see a doctor, could only go to a black market doctor to buy some cheap painkillers for my father.

Painkillers don't help cure the disease, they just make my father suffer less.

And the price of this less is that the family is almost too poor to get rid of the pot.

The elder sister who had just entered her living room heard coughing from the second floor.

My sister looked at the stairs worriedly, and the 13 years old sister who was beside her took her hand and asked aggrievedly.