You don't think I'm really afraid of you, do you

"I hate it the most when someone points a gun at me," Susu said as she looked at Zhao Yan in front of her.

"I don't have one," Zhao Yan raised both hands to show his innocence.

Susu rolled her eyes at him and didn't continue on that topic: "Getting 40 points in one go is a big harvest for an ordinary member. If you haven't decided how to spend them yet, why not listen to my suggestion."

"Please go ahead, sister, I'm all ears," Zhao Yan moved closer, their faces nearly touching.

Susu speechlessly pushed him away: "Is that how you stubbornly chase after girls, with harassment?"

"No, there's no need to go to such trouble to chase girls. That's only for chasing goddesses," Zhao Yan explained.

Susu chuckled: "Trying to compliment me in a roundabout way?"

"Did I compliment you? Don't make that face, I'm only telling the truth," Zhao Yan said seriously.

Susu flipped her hair flirtatiously and gave him a seductive glance: "How did you get so slick with words?"

She enjoyed chatting with Zhao Yan because the guy was quite interesting when he was being silly.

"Actually, my tongue is more skilled than my mouth. I'll let you get to know what the ancients meant by a 'glib tongue' if there's a chance," Zhao Yan winked salaciously.

When a man gets frisky, women can't do anything about it.

Susu blushed and tugged at the corner of her mouth: "If the ancients knew you were distorting their idioms like this, they'd probably be angry enough to open their coffin lids and strangle you."

"Then I'd have to buy personal accident insurance and put your name as the beneficiary. If I do get strangled to death, the payout would be my final provision for you," Zhao Yan said wholeheartedly.

Goosebumps rose on Susu's skin: "Oh my! You really are something else. Stop kidding around and talk business. I suggest you spend less points on gadgets and more on improving yourself, things that can enhance your own abilities."

"So I should buy intermediate strengthening potions?" As Zhao Yan was speaking, he casually searched for intermediate body enhancement drugs on the light screen next to him, 20 points per vial.

Susu said: "Save up some more points and buy high-grade ones directly. After taking them, there's basically no threat to your life doing exchanges at the ordinary member level. Then you can stockpile points to upgrade your membership tier."

Zhao Yan searched again and brought up advanced reinforcement medicine, 50 points per vial. After ingesting, one would become knife and bulletproof, able to crush stones with one hand and move as swift as flight, turning into a real "tiny" superman.

"Just missing 5 points," Zhao Yan said irritably.

Susu reminded: "You can borrow from someone. With consent from both members, and under the witness of staff, you can sign a life points borrowing agreement."

There was even something so nice?

Zhao Yan immediately thought of Uncle Luo.

Of course he had to share good things with family.

"Are you free to grab a meal together? I really want to thank you," Zhao Yan invited.

Susu smiled charmingly: "And after eating we'll go watch a movie together and sleep together?"

"With such little favor from you, if you still insist that I repay you with my body, then I can only reluctantly concede to submit under your skirt," Zhao Yan grinned bashfully.

The corner of Susu's mouth twitched: "Scram!"

In an instant, all eyes turned to look.

"Telling me to scram? Don't tell me you actually think I'm afraid of you?" Zhao Yan exaggerated his expression.

The crowd instantly grew excited. F*ck, he actually dares to clamor against Manager Susu, he really is unafraid of death!

Fight! Fight! Σ( ̄。 ̄ノ)ノ

Susu smiled ambiguously: "Oh?"

"If you think that way, then I'm sorry, but I actually am quite afraid of you. I'll scram if you say scram!"

Zhao Yan loudly declared before swiftly leaving the club.

The crowd: "............"

Dang, retreating so fast and shamelessly.

Not even giving us a chance to mock him, only thinking of himself, how selfish!

............

"F*ck! Why am I in prison?"

Staring at the iron windows, iron doors, and iron chains, Zhao Yan was a bit confused about what Luo Jiajun did with his body!

The risks of life swaps were too great.

But that wasn't right either. The swap agreement said Luo Jiajun could not use his body to commit crimes.

So how did he end up in prison?

Chen Han: Life is just that full of surprises. Can you understand how I feel when facing you now?

"What are you yelling about in the middle of the night!"

A policeman came over and scolded.

"Bro, can you tell me how I got in here?" Zhao Yan anxiously asked.

At the same time, he noticed the police uniform and realized this was not a prison but a police station.

That made him feel slightly relieved.

The policeman looked at him blankly: "Of course because we locked you in here. Are you feeling alright?"

"I mean, what did I do to end up here?" Zhao Yan asked again.

The policeman blinked and then let out a sigh: "Brother, I know you're unwilling to accept this, but in our investigations we only care about evidence. Try to be more open-minded and look at yourself now, driven to mental confusion."

After speaking, he shook his head and prepared to leave.

"Bro, I am a bit mentally confused. Please tell me," Zhao Yan hurriedly called out.

The policeman stopped and turned back. He silently looked at Zhao Yan for a moment: "Then let me tell you..."

As he spoke, Zhao Yan finally understood how Luo Jiajun had gotten him taken in.

Two nights ago on Luo Jiajun's way back to his hotel after a late night snack, he came across a man forcefully assaulting a woman. He stepped in to beat up that man and rescued the woman.

But tonight he was arrested by the police.

Because that man had reported to the police that Luo Jiajun intentionally assaulted him.

And the woman he rescued even helped testify for that man, claiming that she willingly had outdoor relations with the other party and that Luo Jiajun violently beat them for no reason.

Precisely because there were no surveillance cameras in that area at the time.

And so Luo Jiajun was temporarily detained by the Changning Police Department.

"Of course, your claim that the woman was raped is just an excuse. Currently there is no evidence proving you were framed after rescuing someone," the policeman added another line.

After listening, Zhao Yan wanted to curse. Luo Jiajun was acting heroically to rescue a damsel in distress but ran into an ungrateful wretch!

That woman was even more detestable than the man.

If it had been an ordinary person, their entire life could have potentially been ruined by those two.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan was no ordinary person.

And not a good person either.

The policeman advised Zhao Yan again: "Brother, the one you beat up is called Fu Qiang with quite a wealthy family. Don't be stubborn, the station will call them in tomorrow to reconcile.

"When the time comes, just admit your mistake and apologize to him. There's no need to taint yourself over such a small matter with a criminal penalty. Don't you agree this makes sense?"

The police usually act like this. As long as the matter is not too severe, they first detain the parties involved and then mediate. If mediation fails, only then do they proceed along legal avenues.

From his words, it could be inferred that he actually leaned towards believing Zhao Yan's innocence, just lacking evidence.

Yet Fu Qiang and that woman insisted on accusing Zhao Yan.

"Alright, I got it. Thanks bro," Zhao Yan grinned.

The policeman waved his hand: "Sleep earlier."

Zhao Yan sat on the bed as his smile slowly faded.

Admit wrong? Admit his ass!

Just got back and he's thrown into lockup, giving him a huge shock. If he didn't make that wretched couple pay a price, it would be letting them take advantage of the nation's resources he occupied tonight. For the nation's sake he had to screw them over!

Zhao Yan then reentered the club.

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