What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

"Can you let me meet Xiao He?"

Yu Qingxue smiled:

"No, this is not negotiable."

"Then how about delivering a message for me?"

Yu Qingxue frowned and said:

"That's not a problem. What message do you want me to bring? If it's a message for help, then I will definitely kick your ass hard with my boots."

"It's not asking for help, I just want you to tell her that I'm fine, don't read, I guess Feng Xiaohe must have come to Tokyo because I didn't update in time, you tell her, from now on , I will continue to write novels in country J, so that she doesn't have to worry about my affairs."

"It's not a problem to convey these to her for you. Miss Yuexue is also a magnanimous person, so she shouldn't be angry about such a trivial matter."

"And my family..."

"Don't worry too much about your family's words," Yu Qingxue said with a gentle smile, "Not long ago, your cousin already knew the news that you will marry into a wealthy family, although you and your family will not be able to meet again from now on, but Because of your small sacrifice, your family will live a life without worrying about food and clothing for the rest of their lives."

"Can't we meet each other for a lifetime?"

Recalling his aunt's earnest teachings to him since he was a child, Gao Sijin felt like a poisonous thorn pierced his heart.

But at the same time, Gao Sijin was a little relieved when he thought that although they couldn't meet each other, they became comfortable in food and clothing.

If I hadn't been taken away by Yuexue Lixu, my family members might still suffer from poverty, but can material things really replace feelings?

Gao Sijin looked at Yu Qingxue with begging eyes:

"Can I talk to my family on the phone?"

"Give up, master, what can you do with the phone call? It has no meaning except to make you yearn for unrealistic freedom in your heart. Next, you just need to write novels well. By Miss Yuexue's side, you can To enjoy the top service, one must learn to be content, and all the troubles in the world come from wanting everything to be perfect, but do you think that is possible?"

"Forget it, I'm going back to write novels. Since you said that you have arranged for my family, then I have nothing to worry about. Let this building be my tall tombstone."

Gao Sijin turned around and turned her back to Yu Qingxue.

Hands clenched into fists, but immediately stretched out.

No matter whether he is free or under house arrest, he still has to finish the novel for the time being. Words are the most sincere monologue in his heart. Now he just wants to write more interesting stories to dilute his inner depression.

It's great to write a novel, at least you can forget about your worries.

Volume 63 #Chapter [-] Trafficker's Revenge

When Yuta Katakura is lying alone in the gold-plated bathtub in the bathroom, enjoying the warm water washing his body, his heart will always be involuntarily ignited by an unknown fire.

What happened a few days ago was undoubtedly a great shame for him. The fight with a woman made him lose his eyeballs and two good "weapons". When the women teamed up, she actually wanted to kill herself.

Anger slowly gushed out, and his facial features also distorted. This flame seemed to ignite Katakura Yuta's internal organs.

"It turns out that a meek person like me will get angry because of some things."

Regarding his anger, Katakura Yuta smiled helplessly.

Although he is self-aware of himself, it is absolutely impossible to defeat Fengna head-on, but according to Katakura Yuta's observation, the pair of sisters seem to be just ordinary people, and it should be easy to kill them if they want to kill them, besides, he who has mastered the secret technique If you want to kill, you often don't need to come forward in person.

Regret your previous rudeness, Feng Na.

Katakura Yuta grinned, his expression became ferocious again.

If Miss Funa does not feel pain, Katakura Yuta will never be able to lift his head.

He put the disc of the Pathos Sonata into the old gramophone, accompanied by the elegant melody, the middle-aged people danced with it, and the "commodities" in the Katakura Chamber of Commerce looked at each other, not daring to look at Yuta Katakura. On the bright red carpet, the woman who tried to escape last night has now been dismembered into several pieces of bloody meat. The wolfhounds are feasting and enjoying their "dinner party". For these beasts, human flesh is bread, and blood is bread. red wine.

Blood was gurgling, and the voice for help never came out.

Yuta Katakura intends to sell the "goods" he has recently acquired as soon as possible. The invitation letter from the Katakura Chamber of Commerce invited celebrities from the underground world, and they will arrive here soon. As the host, Yuta Katakura The heart is very happy.

On the evening of the next day, Yuta Katakura wore a woolen coat, left this deeply hidden underground chamber of commerce, and took the tram to Shinjuku area. The shoulders of ordinary people squeezed their shoulders, like sardines, but God was angry. If you can't control it, the mortals on the ground should ask for their own blessings.

In the dead-end alley at the corner, Katakura Yuta saw several delinquents with colorfully dyed hair blocking the way of a woman. He just stood aside and watched the delinquents unbutton their belts and smile lewdly on their faces, like It's like a spectator without any emotions.

"Hey, old man!"

Katakura Yuta didn't feel embarrassed, but it wasn't the same thing at all for those villains who planned to commit violence against women. After all, in this world, no one would like to be watched by strangers while doing that kind of thing.

"Gentlemen, I'm only 53 years old, and most people I've met think I'm 35 years old, so please don't call me an old man, it's not in line with common sense." Yuta Katakura's voice is modest, like the kind of ordinary people you can see everywhere .

"Tsk, get out of here, or I'll kill you."

A young man with golden hair and afro looked at him carelessly, and deliberately showed the dagger in his hand.

"Your hair color is very similar to my son's. Could it be that you are looking for the same barber shop?"

Faced with the approach of the villain, Yuta Katakura was not as scared as they expected, but laughed instead, which made the villains quite uncomfortable.

They planned to use their fists to teach Katakura Yuta the principles of life, but the leader of the bad guys stopped the younger brother, stepped forward and asked:

"Could it be, old man, do you want a piece of the pie too?"

"What does it mean to have a share?"

"Isn't there a woman? We'll leave when we run out. If you want to pick up leftovers, you can do whatever you want, but now you'd better not ruin our good business. There are no surveillance cameras here."

"Oh, then, gentlemen, please use it."

The woman who was pressed against the wall thought that the middle-aged man with straight eyes was here to save her, but she didn't expect to be the same as those bad guys. Tears of despair flowed down in big drops. On this winter night, she was like It was a weak sheep being crushed to the ground by several vicious wolves.

For women, when they lose their virginity, it is also a time for them to be vulnerable. Yuta Katakura sat aside, watching cheerfully, without any intention of interfering.

"It is very difficult for a human to save another human, so we have to pray to the gods. Do you think so, miss?"

The woman whose eyes have completely lost their highlight is no longer struggling. If she had known this, she would not have taken a shortcut.

But it was too late to regret.

Yu Katakura turned around slowly.

"what are you going to do?"

"I'm going back, I feel a little boring."

"Stop, old man, you just watched it for a long time, right?"

"My eyes are watching you do violence, but my heart is dancing in the moonlight. Haven't you heard the song for Alice?"

"What the fuck is to Alice, old man, hand over the money, the entrance fee just now has to be paid."

The bad guy in the lead smiled fiercely.

The dagger also slowly slashed across Katakura Yuta's face, sending out a threatening signal.

"10 yuan? As a low-end performance, I think the ticket price is too expensive."

"If you think it's better to go to the hospital, you don't have to pay."

The bad guy laughed bitterly, for this group of thugs, women are toys and men are wallets.

They had no reason to let go of the man in front of them, not to mention that this weird man had been watching from the side since just now, and he didn't look like a good person.

"How about this, you go and kill someone for me, and I'll give each of you 100 million, how about it?"

"100?"

Several bad guys were stunned.

Although they committed crimes, they didn't dare to kill people. They didn't want to live in prison for the rest of their lives.

"Hey, you are so timid and dare to mess around. Uncle, I really don't know how many times stronger than you when I was young."

Katakura Yuta slowly passed his slightly withered palm in front of the bad leader, and the surroundings were immediately covered with light gray powder.

"Fuck, what is this?"

"The smell seems to be quite fragrant."

Several bad guys, including the woman just now, looked more and more dull, and even drooled unconsciously from the corners of their mouths.

"It seems to be a success this time."

Katakura Yuta's hands quickly cast the curse mark, and the expressions of several bad guys were a little conflicted at first, but they soon returned to calm.

And the woman who lost her virginity stood up, like a puppet manipulated by silk threads, and limped towards Katakura Yuta.

"Is it okay to go back by yourself?"

Katakura Yuta patted the woman on the shoulder and asked softly.

The woman nodded flatteredly.

"Okay, then you can go back to the Katakura Chamber of Commerce by yourself first. Room 104 will be your room from now on. By the way, clean up your clothes before leaving here."

Immediately afterwards, Katakura Yuta set his sights on those bad guys just now:

"As for you, go and kill two people for me. After killing, your spirits will be completely liberated, and at the same time, you will enjoy the most enjoyable things in this world."

Volume 64 #Chapter [-] Rescue

The asphalt road in a foreign country is clean and tidy. During the daytime today, Feng Xiaohe took Feng Xiaona's little hand to Tokyo Disneyland in Chiba Prefecture. The Victorian castle is beautiful. In this romantic paradise like a fairy tale , Feng Xiaona is always filled with innocent smiles.

I remember that when the parent meeting was held at the end of the term, the head teacher said to Feng Xiaohe:

"Xiaona is good at everything, but it's too easy to be serious. I feel like a little adult. There are many small groups in the class. Xiaona seems to be friends with anyone, but there has never been one exclusive to her. And as far as I know, it's not the other classmates who reject Xiaona, but Xiaona who rejects them, she is too mature, so mature that it makes people feel a little scary."

The math teacher also said to Feng Xiaohe:

"You are Xiaona's older sister, right? I think children at this age are at a watershed moment. Being too immature or too mature may not be a good thing for her growth. Xiaona doesn't have to worry about her grades at all, but she is still mentally ill. I hope you can pay more attention, and don't neglect my sister's growth because of work, so that she will lose the youthful years that should belong to her."

It is also because of the advice from the teachers at the parent meeting that Feng Xiaohe always hoped that her younger sister would learn to relax instead of studying hard. They watched the show of Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck in Disneyland, and went to Disney Ocean to Splash Mountain, Buzz Lightyear, Monsters Inc., Little Bear**.

When riding the roller coaster, Feng Xiaohe, who was obviously an adult, turned pale with fright, but Feng Xiaona showed no signs of fear, and even giggled.

"Have you had a good time today?"

"very happy!"

Sometimes, Feng Xiaohe feels that Xiaona is deliberately playing the role of a well-behaved sister, such a sister is so perfect that it is almost idealized.

And Xiaona knows everything.

Feng Xiaohe is sure that Xiaona must be aware of the feelings hidden in her heart, and she also knows that she wants to meet Gao Sijin on the streets of Tokyo. Although the probability of this is pitifully small, Feng Xiaohe's legs Still involuntarily continue to walk.

It doesn't matter if there are no kisses and hugs, she wants to meet Gao Sijin, say something insignificant, and leave each other's backs, which is enough.

"Xiaona, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Feng Xiaohe bent down and asked softly.

"I want to eat Okonomiyaki!"

"Okay, let's go eat Okonomiyaki together."

The two sisters held hands and looked for a storefront that looked like it would have Okonomiyaki.

Maybe Gao Sijin will sit at the table next to her when dining, and all sorts of strange things can happen in this world.

Feng Xiaohe faintly looked forward to it.

Walking according to the navigation, the two of them came to a sparsely populated alley unknowingly. The lights flickered on and off, like a prelude to haunting.

Walking on such a night road, Feng Xiaohe couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, she clenched Feng Xiaona's hand, and gradually accelerated her pace.

At this time, a few young people with strange haircuts walked towards them. They were also wearing weird jackets with skull patterns painted on them. One of them was wearing a rare mohawk, which was a bit wasteland style. , Just seeing it makes people feel shy.

Out of her elder sister's instinct, Feng Xiaohe subconsciously moved her younger sister's body behind her, blocking her front.

Suddenly, she saw a flash of white light.

The group of men actually had knives in their hands, and they had hideous expressions on their faces, staring in the direction of Feng Xiaohe.

Are they trying to kill themselves?

"Help me—"

Feng Xiaohe screamed as if she was going to blow out all the air in her lungs, but she didn't have any expectations in her heart, after all, no one would risk death to save a foreign tourist.

This should be the case, but in the next second, Feng Xiaohe heard a loud knock, and everything seemed to be completed in an instant.

The most burly man in the head was kicked out by the bat, and the fat and muscles on the man's face were even completely distorted and deformed. Nose and blood splashed out and splashed on the wall.