The More Pink She Wears, the Harder She Hits

"Doesn't this carry a hint of revenge?"

As he lay down on the bed, Xiao Xiao was still thinking about the joke the Old Record Player had just told.

It has to be admitted that the soft yet slightly eerie voice, telling such a dramatic story, was quite emotionally impactful. For example, Mingming experiencing so much today, Xiao Xiao actually felt like he was going to have trouble sleeping...

... Suddenly, I realized, what if this guy tells me one every day?

... My body can't take it anymore!

When Xiao Xiao woke up the next day, he had some dark circles under his eyes, after all, listening to jokes really affected his sleep.

It will either affect your health.

However, nothing else happened that morning. Now that the problem of the Rotten Kingdom had been resolved, the relevant points were not given to me as quickly as before. This was probably because Mister Ye and Yang Jia needed to discuss how to distribute them.

Xiao Xiao wasn't in a hurry, since he still had quite a few points on hand.

As for the issue of the Old Chairman's contract, Yang Jia and Mister Ye will surely take care of it, so I don't need to worry about it.

Newcomers should act like newcomers, humbly learn, and respect their seniors.

The reason Yang Jia got involved in the Rotten Kingdom's affairs was because he simply didn't have enough manpower.

But if Black Gate City can really become more organized in the future, then I won't have to keep taking such risks, right?

I basked in the sun in the yard for a while.

Although it's a fictional world, the sun can still bring the warmth of memories.

Then Xiao Xiao took out his dirty clothes and washed them, scrubbing his underwear for a long time. After all, his mother was hospitalized, and he had to handle these things on his own. However, he was still a little lazy, thinking that he was someone who had three special items.

Could I also ask them to do some work for me?

But I immediately dismissed the idea after just one thought...

Of the three special items, the only one who can do this job is probably the Butcher.

Perhaps if I forcefully give the order, he might actually come, but the scene...

... I dare not even think about it!

After all, he had to face reality. Xiao Xiao obediently washed the clothes, hung them up to dry, cooked a meal, delivered it to his mother, and then went to his job. He hadn't shown up yesterday, so he felt a little guilty and decided to go earlier today.

Upon entering the store, one could see that even though it was only midday, a number of repair personnel had already gathered around the music equipment. The store manager was standing with his hands on his hips, scolding the DJs: "Take a good look at this. Why didn't the atmosphere meet the standard yesterday? Do you know how famous our store is? So many people want to come and have fun, and you guys let us down?"

"I don't care what methods you use, you have to bring back that musical style for me!"

"..."

Xiao Xiao listened for a moment before realizing what was going on:

"Is this because the record player didn't come to work with me yesterday, causing the music style to change to normal?"

"That won't do, we have to turn her back to normal..."

"If you had that energy for telling dirty jokes, wouldn't it be better to use it on your work?"

"..."

But he acted as if nothing was wrong, and amidst the greetings of a group of "Brother Xiao," he entered the elevator and went to his office.

The job of a bouncer is pretty good.

Look, everyone in the shop calls me "brother," and the key is that I don't have to worry about business at all...

The key is to make money while lying down.

"You didn't come to work last night, which caused a huge loss for the store..."

Once in the office, Xiao Xiao took off his coat and sat down at the computer to play Minesweeper. He then tried to persuade the Old Record Player for a while. Although he didn't get a reply from the old record player... no, I should say the Record Player Miss, he was still very sincere.

You absolutely must keep going to work...

... If you don't go to work, how can I achieve my goal of making money while lying down?

"Gazing at the night sky, I lost myself."

"The stars have returned to their places; the past is gone."

"The past is gone, the end times are here."

"The seal has been destroyed and has awakened."

"..."

Time passed easily until the bar opened. Flashing lights and loud music began to build atmosphere in the large space. The manager, DJ, and the professional sound engineer had been busy all afternoon, but they still couldn't recreate that cult and eerie music style. Just as they were feeling uneasy, the music suddenly started, and they were overjoyed...

... That taste is back!

It's that kind of eerie, sinister feeling that makes you suddenly feel like ants are crawling all over your body.

That feeling of skin tightening in waves, as if your heart is about to leap out of your chest.

It felt like rotting bodies, maggots tangled together, like a frenzied dance of corpses crawling out of a grave...

The store manager was overjoyed; he had saved his KPIs.

The DJ was overjoyed, as he had saved his job.

In his office on the third floor, Xiao Xiao's mood instantly improved; he had saved his share of the profits...

Although he was too lazy to go downstairs, he still managed to split off an eye, which penetrated two floors from upstairs and rolled down to observe the business in the store. He found that it was indeed much better than when he first arrived. There were countless Mingming clad, young and beautiful girls dressed in bizarre costumes and with all sorts of colorful hair and studs, creating a strange and gothic atmosphere.

Whether it's a pot-bellied young person or a fashionably dressed young person, a well-dressed office worker or a brightly colored Bosozoku Biker Gang.

They rushed into the bar like madmen, and went wild and lost in the ecstasy of the seductive melody.

It was so crazy that it even had a kind of piety about it.

"Is it the Record Player Miss's twisted taste, or does this city simply have a preference for these violent and Anomalies people?"

"If the City Will possesses the same mindset as ours, what is its purpose in putting these things together?"

"..."

Xiao Xiao, having grown tired of the game, couldn't help but ponder it secretly.

However, at that very moment, a group of burly, strong men dressed in black suits suddenly surged into the noisy bar downstairs. They all wore sunglasses and headsets, just like the gangsters on TV.

Even the revelers, who were enjoying themselves, were startled by their arrival, and a subtle disturbance immediately arose.

The shop assistant immediately wanted to step forward and ask, but was also somewhat intimidated by their imposing manner.

"Holy crap..."

Xiao Xiao, who was feeling a bit sentimental and artistic, was suddenly startled.

Why are there troublemakers here?

He immediately forgot all those chaotic thoughts, closed the game, and strode out of the office.

Because of my status as a stranger in a foreign land, I sometimes think about these issues.

Even confronting the deepest unease within oneself regarding the people of this city.

But besides that identity, I'm also a bartender...

I can't just not do my job...

"Splash..."

As a group of burly and well-organized men stormed into the bar, even the music inside quieted down considerably. The revelers suddenly sobered up, looking at these men with a mixture of fear and excitement. They wondered if these men were there to cause trouble or if some important figure had come to have fun. If they were causing trouble, then there was bound to be a large-scale brawl to learn from.

If it's an important person coming to visit, then we can see who's putting on airs like this.

Whether it's watching people fight or watching giant pandas, it's everyone's hobby, as long as you don't get involved yourself.

But before the thought had even left his mind, he saw that after the first row of burly men appeared, several young and beautiful girls quickly walked in from outside the bar. Their attire was different from that of the men who came in before them. Some were wearing hot pants that showed off their long, slender legs, some were wearing low-waisted jeans, some were wearing crop tops, and some were wearing tall Martin boots.

Their expressions all conveyed a lazy feeling, as if they were either ready to hit someone or be hit at any moment; in short, they had a cocky attitude.

Although their outfits were all different, they still gave off a strange feeling.

They might be wearing pink headphones, a pink belt around their waist, or blowing pink bubble gum.

Many people were shocked when they saw their appearance:

Pink girl?

There has always been an unwritten consensus in Black Gate City:

The pinker they wear, the harder they hit people.

Since the rise of that Pink Maiden Gang, more and more ruthless people have started to favor pink. Now, the appearance of these people immediately gave everyone in the bar a strange sense of oppression, and even their eyes were quickly turned away.

Of course, a small number of people who knew the details were thinking:

"Didn't I hear this bar is run by the Pink Maiden Gang? Why are they coming over so aggressively?"

"..."

Just as they were thinking about these things, they saw a short-haired woman wearing a black slim-fit suit walk in from behind the group of girls.

There wasn't a trace of pink on her clothes, which made some people instantly look shocked.

But to his surprise, the short-haired woman simply stood aside, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

Behind her, the crowd parted again, and a person wearing a pink fluffy vest, pink Rabbit Ears headband, a pink mini skirt, and pink boots on her smooth calves walked in.

She even wore a pair of sunglasses with pink frames, making her look extremely unconventional.

If anyone dressed like that, they would probably be considered crazy.

But because she was so beautiful, she was seen by everyone as a beautiful lunatic.

As she appeared, the short-haired women silently stepped aside.

While many people criticized her unconventional aesthetic, her actions also shocked countless others.

According to the principle of "the pinker the clothes, the harder the beating," this person's pink elements are almost excessive.

Could it be the legendary pink BOSS?

This city has never lacked thugs and power-hungry individuals. Violence and power have become common symbols pursued by many. Those who are willing to appear in such places are almost always somewhat unruly and extremely good at the "what are you looking at?" game.

But upon seeing this pink-clad girl, countless people were immediately forced to avert their gaze.

No one dares to provoke this being at the top of the underground food chain...

Then, in this extremely oppressive atmosphere, where one could even hear their own heartbeat, Xiao Xiao walked down.

"Is this guy addicted to ruining his own business?"