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Teaching Fallen Women to reform and pulling good women into the water are two major ideals of rogues, but being surrounded by a group of Fallen Women feels like this: even the weak need to be weak when the professional rogues arrive.
However, this is when my talent shines perfectly. If you ask what my talent is, it’s having a thick skin and being shameless! The entire room is filled with young girls, some of whom I even doubt have reached adulthood. When those girls see me, none appear flustered; instead, they look at me with eager eyes, as if waiting for an emperor to summon them. Only one woman, who looks larger than the average Sister and is half-dressed, anxiously stares at me because the object on my head belongs to her.
"What are you doing? Are you rebelling?" I feign anger as I lift the object on my head with two fingers and throw it to the ground.
I am betting that these Black Suit individuals hold a higher status than these Fallen Women! If the status of these Black Suits is lower than that of these Fallen Women, I estimate I would meet a terrible end.
However, it seems I have made the right bet because the noise that was previously coming from the Sisters disappears upon my arrival. They must still fear these people in Black Suits.
"Do you need anyone downstairs?" A woman who appears significantly older than the other Sisters approaches; she should be the leader of this group.
"Three: one with a good voice, one who can drink, and one who is skilled," I calmly respond.
"Is it that troublesome?" The woman frowns and asks, "That private room?"
"888," I reply.
888 is Zhao Boss's private room; it is not only the largest room in Drunken Hero but also has the highest average spending, making it less likely to attract attention. Moreover, with Zhao Boss present there, if things go awry, he can help resolve any issues!
"Alright, Rao Rao, Xiao Xiao, Tang Tang, you three go," the woman calls out three names before turning back to me. "Don't listen to those people; as long as they have a slim waist, ample curves, and a pretty face, those men will be pleased regardless of whether they can sing or not. And when it comes to drinking, none of my girls can’t handle it."
"Hmph." I let out a cold laugh to indicate that I understand.
The three Sisters called by name stand up. In fact, none of the Sisters here are lacking; at least they are on par with Zhu Zhu, whom Zhong Shao wanted to use to trade for Shaoming. They all have beautiful faces and slender waists and legs; some have dyed their hair red or yellow while others sport short bobs. As for their outfits, they wear short skirts and stockings on the bottom while sporting various styles on top—some in leather jackets and others in suits. In the distance, there are even those dressed in maid outfits and sailor uniforms.
Although these Sisters look decent enough, they fail to impress; they exude a heavy air of worldly experience and each wears an expressionless face. While Uncle Xing's secretary Jin also has an expressionless demeanor, her presence can suffocate anyone around her unlike these Sisters before me who seem lifeless.
"You all follow him downstairs," the woman casually says. The three Sisters called respond affirmatively and walk towards me.
"I won't go down." I said, "They can go by themselves."
However, I seemed to have said something wrong; the woman reacted as if she was startled by my words and kept giving me meaningful glances.
I pointed upstairs, "I still need to take a few up."
Then I waved the walkie-talkie in my hand.
That's me, quick on the uptake. The walkie-talkie was snatched from Black Suit, and I didn't expect it to come in handy at this moment.
The woman nodded, looking as if she finally understood.
Upstairs is the Game Room, where those who play are definitely not ordinary people. With the current crackdown being so severe, Drunken Hero still isn't afraid; the games continue as usual without any impact.
"A few?" the woman asked.
"Just a few will do." I was cautious this time; after all, I could be reckless downstairs, but I had no idea what was going on upstairs. Better safe than sorry.
"I understand. I'll arrange it." The woman gave me a suggestive look and suddenly leaned closer, saying, "How about you take a look at me, sister?"
What was going on? I quickly stepped back two paces and put on a serious expression, "Don't joke around."
"Truly lacking in romance," the woman said with a feigned look of sorrow before turning to leave.
I was left standing there alone, and it dawned on me that this was the resting area for these Sisters, also serving as a changing room. Outside, people were continuously calling out simple numbers, and then one Sister would stand up, touch up her makeup, and walk out.
Occasionally, a Sister would walk in from outside, but they were mostly damp and would sit down gasping for breath. Some would even complain a bit. However, if those complaining Sisters got too loud and were overheard by the woman I had spoken to earlier, they would be in trouble. They would have their clothes torn off, hands placed behind their heads, and then squatted in a corner as punishment.
Those Sisters didn't care about my existence at all, and I could only observe quietly, calming my breath and focusing my mind, reciting the Tao Te Ching in my heart.
"The way that can be told is not the eternal way. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth. The named is the mother of all things. Therefore, always be without desire to observe its wonders. Always have desire to observe its boundaries. These two have the same source but different names; both are called profound."
Before I had finished reciting the first paragraph, the leading woman brought four Sisters to my side: "Come, take a look at these few."
I looked up, and these Sisters were much better than those flashy and superficial women. The one standing at the back was still keeping her head down, looking shy and embarrassed.
Seeing me looking at the girl at the back, the woman immediately smiled: "Your taste is quite good; this one just arrived and has just come of age."
The woman pressed her lips together and then said mysteriously to me: "I suspect she’s still a virgin. If any Brothers like her, they better act quickly, or else..."
The woman gave me an ambiguous look, but I really didn't understand what she meant.
"Forget it, I'll take her." I waved my hand impatiently and led the four Sisters out.
The other three Sisters seemed accustomed to it; although they didn't speak, their demeanor was relatively natural. Only the one with her head down trembled slightly as we walked.
However, I didn't pay much attention to it. Outside this large changing room stood a Black Suit guard. When he saw me bringing out the Sisters, his eyes lit up, and he immediately hugged the one walking in front of me without caring about anything else, ready to take a bite.
That Sister didn’t seem to mind at all; she pretended to resist while actually welcoming him. Then she complained that there were still people around. The Black Suit immediately understood and pulled her to a more secluded spot to start his hands-on actions.
I finally understood what that woman's ambiguous look meant earlier; I had inadvertently stumbled upon their secret code. She thought I wanted to take some Sisters out! It seemed that these Black Suits had privately called out Sisters more than once or twice already and had reached a consensus with that woman! My luck was just unfortunate; how did I end up in this situation? I wondered who cursed me.
Seeing that the first Sister had already been taken away, the other two Sisters actually showed an undisguised sense of joy in their eyes, while the last Sister trembled even more violently.
After walking for a while longer, another Black Suit approached us hurriedly. When he reached in front of me, he hugged the largest-breasted Sister among the three and seemed eager to take a bite just like the previous Black Suit. However, under the half-hearted resistance of the Sister, they turned and slipped into an empty room before they could act.
I can't believe these people are so open. Clearly, they are not the type to spend money, so why do these Sisters seem eager to throw themselves at me?
However, I only have two Sisters left behind me, and one of them is that shy Sister.
After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt someone hugging me from behind, two soft bodies rubbing against my back. Damn it, are they trying to seduce me?
"Hey handsome, how about I just give in to you?" The Sister clinging to my back said with a flirtatious tone, her voice soft enough to melt anyone's bones.
This was the first time someone had called me handsome. Usually, even those who often use the term "handsome" would drop it when they saw me and just refer to me as "bro."
But compared to the two Black Suits I encountered earlier, I could barely meet the standard of being called "handsome." Those two were strong but one was short and the other was ugly; the one I knocked out looked almost unrecognizable.
I shook my shoulder to break free from the Sister's embrace and walked forward without looking back.
The Sister I escaped from stomped her foot in frustration and then turned to see the shy Sister.
"Stop pretending to be innocent; you're just here to sell yourself like us," the bold Sister spat out through clenched teeth.
The shy Sister ignored her and continued walking beside me.
Soon we reached the stairway leading to the fifth floor. Sure enough, there were Black Suits guarding this area as well. Just like the two I saw earlier, as soon as they spotted me with a Sister by my side, their mouths practically watered.
"I want that one," one of the Black Suits said, pointing at the shy Sister.
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