Cyber ​​vampire's sister control career

Cyber ​​Vampire's Sister Control Career Author: Jin Mango

Summary:

Note: The protagonist of this article has no blood relationship or legal relationship with his sister.

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1 : Chapter 1 Chapter 0001: The Dark Blue Beauty Before the Night Rain ([-])

In the 199th year of the new calendar, January 1, night.

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It was a cold spring, and my snow-white hands were slightly red from the biting dishwater. The next moment, I got a little warmth from the full bowl of ramen served to the regular customers.

With a soft click, the cheap but clean polypropylene noodle bowl was placed on the simple counter in front of the stall to entertain customers, and the fingers left the heart-warming heat source without any hesitation.

"The Baohua Food Factory closed down a few days ago, and I haven't found any artificial chicken that meets the safety standards, so there are no chicken balls for sale at the stall in recent days, sorry."

The faint voice is mixed with the cold and casual since childhood, but it is not rude.

After all, Lan Shen is a businessman, so he has to talk to customers well.

"Fuck the black dogs!" Because the hairstyle looks like a wilted banana lying on the head, the regular customer named 'Banana' punched the counter, and then grabbed a can of chili that was almost knocked over Sauce, took a pair of warm chopsticks that had just been sterilized with boiling water, and picked a lump into his noodle bowl.

"Who are the black dogs?" Lan Shen could hear the name of a gangster, but he had never heard of their name in Denglin District.

"He's from the port side of the Emperor's District," Banana ate the strong hand-pulled noodles, and his voice was indistinct, "When I first came to Denglin District, I caused trouble everywhere. , Blow up their factories.”

Having said that, Banana stared down at the three fish-flavored artificial starch balls floating in the noodle soup, and remembered the three bald people who had come to Maisui Street to show off their might not long ago in Heigouzhong. He poked the ball up and took a few bites, then raised his head and looked forward.

In the stall, the slender boss, who can be seen from the beautiful eyebrows even wearing a black cotton mask, is standing by the sink to wash the dishes left by other customers.

The sleeves of the light blue loose shirt were pulled up and tied close to the elbow with a rubber band, revealing the white and slender wrist, and the long and beautiful palm was already red and slightly purple from the cold.

The steaming heat in the stall under the warm yellow light did not bring him much warmth.

Maisui Street in the middle of the night is still full of hustle and bustle, and the narrow street full of lights and feasting is full of lightly dressed prostitutes and male prostitutes shivering in the cold wind in the late night of early spring.

A group of skinny or obese human evil spirits haunts the middle of the night with ordinary equivalents flowing out of blood and sweat, taking what they need and eating each other.

Holding the crimson polypropylene noodle bowl that was slightly hot to the touch, Banana turned around, looked at the scenery under the countless neon signs on Maisui Street, which was as usual, and ate the white ramen in silence for a while.

"Is the boss planning to use natural flour to make ramen? Artificial starch always tastes a little bit harsh."

The soup is still better, it seems to be boiled with real bones, although they are just cheap fish bones.

"Natural flour is very expensive." Only when my sister wants to eat ramen, Lan Shen will secretly take a few hundred baht bills to buy a few taels of natural flour, and give her a bowl of real ramen.

Click, Banana turned around and put the noodle bowl back on the counter, and then searched in the pockets on both sides of his jeans, his big hands full of calluses bumped the two swinging sticks hanging on the waist with iron chains, rattling , finally took out a few crumpled banknotes and handed them to Lan Shen.

"Eight baht is today's noodle money, and thirty baht is tomorrow's noodle money for my boss's ramen made with natural flour on Qingya Street."

Lan Shen just wiped the water droplets on his hands with a clean towel, walked over, bent slightly and reached out to take a five-baht and three one-baht receipts from Banana's big hand.

The slender, rosy fingers were a little transparent under the light, as elegant and beautiful as warm white jade, and the fragrance from his body, which came from unknown sources, rushed into Banana's nose with the evening wind, which made him feel a little bad .

Gan!Although my name is Banana, I am not crooked!

"The cheapest natural flour, one or two hundred baht." Lan Shen said in the same indifferent tone as before.

Banana's eyes twitched, and he took back his thirty baht with embarrassment, then lowered his head to eat the noodles, as if he hadn't said anything just now, but after thinking about the black dogs, he looked up at Lan The slender figure who turned around and went back to wash the dishes.

[User 'Mr. Lan Buqian', 500.00 baht from 'Banana Grand Marshal' has just been transferred to your account. 】

A transfer message from the Central Bank of China was drawn across the biochemical eye's blue-themed augmented reality interface full of technological sense.

Lan Shen was a little surprised, and looked back at the 'hero' from the Deng Lin Brotherhood behind him.

The light on the Banana Biochemical Eye just went out because of the transfer operation.

"The Black Dogs are a bunch of fucking mad dogs. Now Maisui Street has temporarily fallen into their dog's paws. Although the Brotherhood will definitely snatch it back in the future, but for a period of time before snatching it back..."

"It will no longer be our Dunlin Brotherhood that covers you, boss, on this street."

Feeling ashamed, Banana had to speak in a low voice.

"Boss, if you still want to do business well, just move the stall to Qingya Street. Qingya Street is still under the control of our fraternity. Although the flow of people is not as good as that of Maisui Street, it is still quite a lot. At least it is stable. , There will be many old people enjoying the shade on the street at night in summer.”

Seeing Lan Shen frowning a pair of beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, as if hesitating, Banana said another word.

"The protection fee charged by those mad dogs will not be the same as that of the fraternity. It's just six hundred baht per month."

"How much will you charge?" Lan Shen was in a state of confusion, still reluctant to part with the good location on Maisui Street.

The operating cost of the ramen stall, the rent, water and electricity of the apartment with relatively good security in Fusang District, the daily living expenses, the annual tuition and miscellaneous fees of the younger sister... I set up a stall on Maisui Street, the most popular area in Denglin District, and plan carefully every day Only then can I barely make enough money to save enough money to maintain all this, and I have to pray that my sister and myself are healthy and will not get sick...

"How much will you charge?" Banana raised her hand and scratched the back of her head, "I can't say for sure, but I seem to have heard people say that it is [-]% of the monthly profit. The black dogs are very greedy, and their hands are also very black. Tsk Why didn't you directly provoke the military when you were in the Empress District, and let the military take them all?"

Lan Shen's starry eyes lowered, looking at the wet ground in the stall, biting her pale lower lip.

Sixty percent of the monthly profit...

This is a number that I absolutely cannot accept.

If I really want to give it to them, my sister will go to sleep on the street with me and drink the northwest wind.

"Yo~" The frivolous male voice passed through the singing of Yingying and swallows on the street, and reached Lan Shen's fishbone ramen stall.

The man with frivolous steps quickly walked to Banana with the smell of cheap perfume from a shop with red lights, and sat down on another plastic stool in front of the counter, leaning against the counter casually .

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1 : Chapter 2 Chapter 0002: The Hell Visitor on the Wheat Ear Street ([-])

"Same as usual, a bowl of ramen and a bottle of soda."

Roger took out a bottle of mouth freshener from the windbreaker and sprayed it into his mouth.

"Damn it, that's the way it is with the bargains in Dunlin District. There's always a stench in your mouth from some meal."

"The high-end products in the Xunmu District are more refreshing. The saliva is sweet, and you can adjust it to my favorite mint flavor for extra money."

While Rogge was talking, he looked at Lan Shen who was busy working for himself in the stall, and his interested eyes always lingered on the graceful and moving figure, mainly the snow-white thin neck looming in the neck-length thick black short hair .

"Hey, boss, have you ever done it on Maisui Street before?"

Lan Shen gave a meal to the act of filling the noodle bowl with soup.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Banana became very angry for some reason, grabbed Rogge by the collar and pulled him over. The golden banana on his head directly poked Rogge on the forehead superior.

Rogge squinted at the iron fist tattoo belonging to the Dunlin Brotherhood on Banana's neck, and whistled.

"Didn't the Deng Lin Brotherhood have already been beaten into shit by the black dogs and obediently handed over Maisui Street?"

"What are you, a 'good guy', doing here? Are you here to cause trouble for the boss?"

"I—" Banana subconsciously glanced at Lan Shen who had just put a bowl of ramen and a bottle of soda on the counter, wanting to explain.

"Hey, hello, hello——" three bald men in black punk leather clothes kicked away with their feet and pushed away the clients and prostitutes blocking the way with their hands. Walked to Lan Shen's fishbone ramen stand.

"Deng Lin cowards know bananas, right? Please let go of that gentleman," the 'Akai Ichiro' walking in the front held the metal baseball bat in his hand and talked to bananas with a smile, "Now our black dogs are taking over The law and order of Maisui Street, and the bad behavior of violent gangs like yours, please don't come to our place to cause trouble in the future—is that okay?"

Many people who joined in the fun were standing on the side of the street, or opened the windows upstairs, and stretched their necks to look here.

"Since the magistrate has said so..." Rogge looked at the dignified Banana jokingly, "Aren't you going to leave?"

"Hmph!" Banana slammed Roger's chest heavily with his fist holding Rogge's collar, pushed him away, and got up to leave.

He knew that he couldn't talk to Lan Shen now, nor could he show that he was familiar with Lan Shen, so it was best to leave directly.

"Hey wait a minute." Akai Ichiro reached out his hand to keep Banana, but his younger brother Aoyama immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"What? Want to fight?" Banana took off the two swinging sticks hanging from the belt with iron chains with both hands, and shook them away with his shoulders and arms, and he also posed as a hero of the Deng Lin Brotherhood The standard posture of fighting.

The Deng Lin Brothers will have their own gymnasium, and all the good guys, no matter the low-level or the high-level, have gone there to learn their skills. Banana knows that Akai, the three who can only come out to collect protection fees among the black dogs, can't beat him together. .

"We black dogs are good law-abiding citizens, and we won't fight with bad people like you," Chi Jing pushed his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, laughed a few times, and walked past Banana, Dama Jindao sat next to him Sitting on the plastic stool of the red food stall eating noodles just now, he glanced at Lan Shen behind the counter who was pinching his apron with both hands, his fingers were pale, and the fish bones and bone cutting knife on the cutting board in front of him, and then looked back at the banana. ,"Hello."

"You have been collecting 'safety tax' on this street before, right? Then how much baht do you usually charge this street for a month?"

"It's none of your business?" Banana twitched her mouth and turned back to face Akai.

Akai's two younger brothers, Aoyama and Wisteria, quietly moved to his side.

"It's so vulgar, you bastard!" Akai unconsciously used a retroflex, but quickly put on his original smiling face.

"I should have said just now that this street is now the 'jurisdiction' of our Heigou people. I should know how much and what taxes the merchants in the jurisdiction should pay every month, right?"

"Go home and ask your mother." Although Banana didn't want to fight in this place, she didn't want to admit defeat either.

The Brotherhood had already lost too much face these days, and he couldn't afford to lose face to her any more.

"あにき (big brother), this guy doesn't cooperate with our Maisui Street Security Bureau very much." Qingshan drew a small knife from his waist and stared at the vital parts of Banana.

"あにき, it's time for the sheriff's game to end, he should only understand ヤクザ (jidao)'s way of speaking." Wisteria also took off a crowbar hanging from her waist.

Anticipating that there will be a martial arts parade on this street later, the crowd on the street retreated silently, making the originally narrow street a little wider.

bang bang! ——Suddenly, a glass bottle containing half-price industrial flavor soda hit Akai hard on the head, causing his face to bleed bright red, and he was about to fall down.

Rogge stood up again, kicked Akai, and kicked him over with the stool.

"How dare you bully Uncle Rogge's two best friends! Let's see how Uncle Rogge accepts you!"

There were screams everywhere on the street, and the crowd who had stood by stood by quickly disappeared without a trace, and the windows upstairs were also shut with bang bang bang, without any sound or light.

"てめえ (you guy)!" Aoyama and Wisteria grimaced, one rushed forward, the other circled behind, trying to make Rogge see some blood.

"What the hell are you doing again?!" Banana was out of breath, glaring at Rogge with tiger eyes.

It's fine for this kind of dog to beat people by himself, so why should he bring the boss and himself into his camp?Who is best friend with him?Fuck his old mother, this bitch has no good intentions!

boom!Rogge dodged the crowbar that Wisteria slammed down fiercely, and let it smash the counter of Lan Shen's stall to pieces. Chili sauce and other sauces and Rogge's steaming bowl of ramen all fell to the ground.

The deep cauldron that was burning the ramen soup behind the counter also shook violently, and the fragrant hot soup splashed out. Lan Shen hurriedly grabbed the hot handle with a towel to stabilize the pot.

"Ouch! I've been stabbed to death!" Rogge groaned strangely, and hurriedly fled from the side of the stall.

Qingshan looked at the knife he had just stabbed into Rogge, but it didn't feel like it was piercing into the flesh.

"Asshole! This man has protection under his clothes, he might be a mercenary!"

Only mercenaries would run around the streets wearing protective clothing all day long.

"This woman is with them! Get rid of her!" Wisteria walked around the stall and smashed Lan Shen behind the stall with a crowbar.

Lan Shen didn't want to care about another idiot who got his gender wrong. At this moment, he was trying to calculate his loss, and dodged a crowbar that fell on him. Then he grabbed the bone cutter on the chopping board with both hands and slashed Hitting wisteria on the shoulder, stinky blood splashed everywhere, splashing into the precious pot of soup amidst the warm light and steaming steam of the spring night.

stain something.

Hearing the miserable howling of wisteria, the roaring of bananas, the angry shouting of Aoyama, and Akai covering his head on the ground and calling the superiors of the black dogs, Lan Shen clenched his lower lip and glanced at Rogge, who was standing proudly not far away, lighting up a cigarette , Continue to slash people with a knife.

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1 : Chapter 3 Chapter 0003: The Cemetery of the Living People Without Light and Rain ([-])

In the 199th year of the new calendar, January 1, night.

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Being shaken from the bed by his sister, Lan Shen first went to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then went back from the bathroom to the cramped hut because there were a lot of things piled up outside.

This is a cubicle room in a high-rise apartment building in Fusang District with a rent of 2000 baht a month. It is very expensive and the space is very small. There is only one single room for people to live in. The bathroom and kitchen are next to each other, because No. The 20th floor is surrounded by the same buildings. Even with a floor-to-ceiling window that occupies the entire wall, the lighting is very disappointing.

Only when the sun is shining brightly at noon can one glimpse a ray of sunlight in the deep well surrounded by the building.

This is not a good place.

But for the safety of her sister, it is impossible for Lan Shen to take her to live in Denglin District, where the rent is very cheap, a few hundred baht a month. The big house of human life.

When my sister goes to and from school, it is better to meet some insensitive white-collar workers than to meet some hooligans who are insatiable.

"Brother really..." The younger sister in an apron walked quickly to Lan Shen who had just pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table, bent over and carefully scraped off a little bit of toothpaste on the chest of his shirt with a handkerchief and fingernails that were stained with water stains.

"When brushing your teeth, at least you have to bend forward."

"The dishes are going to be burnt." Lan Shen smelled the burnt smell wafting from the kitchen.

"Ah!" The younger sister shook her small hands, her fair and delicate face blushed a little because of nervousness, she speeded up to help Lan Shen scrape off the toothpaste stains, and seeing that there were no traces, she hurriedly threw the handkerchief on the dining table, raised her hand She trotted back to the kitchen in her dark blue school uniform pleated skirt.