Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

[Name: Takatsukasa Ichigen]

Age: 39

Spouse: None

[Related Information: Deacon of the Viper Gang, brother-in-law of the deputy gang leader, apprentice of "Master Oni Musou of Oni Ninja Village," master of ninjutsu—Paranormal Movement—making him elusive and difficult to detect.]

[The Inhuman assassin, ranked 761st on the world's bounty list with $7500 million.]

[He has assassinated several political figures from small European countries, including but not limited to: the head of defense at Belize, a member of the Holland Security Committee, and the captain of the Andorra Special Police Unit...]

[The United Nations Association for the Assessment of Extraordinary Individuals classifies it as a Level C danger.]

Industry insiders claim that its combat capability is roughly equivalent to 25 fully armed Navy SEALs, and under certain circumstances, it can be equivalent to a special operations company.

Jiang Ling continued scrolling down and clicked on the "Ball Party Attendees List" and the "Grand Hotel Construction Drawings".

The list of personnel includes many important figures from both the underworld and legitimate circles in Shilu.

Of course, those willing to collude with parasites like the Viper Gang are nothing more than corrupt officials, big bosses in the entertainment industry, and gangsters.

The "[Grand Hotel Engineering Drawings]" provides a detailed view of the entire building's structure, including windows, underground passages, fire escape staircases, and more.

After reading the intelligence, Jiang Ling stretched lazily, feeling utterly bored.

Sudden.

"Huh...you're suddenly confessing your feelings to me?"

A soft, gentle voice came from a seat not far away.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a man and a woman were sitting in the corner of the coffee shop, each wearing a different school uniform from Kamikawa Academy, both in university style.

"Ugh, the stench of rotting love," Jiang Ling said with a hint of bitterness.

Looking back on my past life, it seems that only the shadow of corner games remains.

When he hears others talking about their first love, he always breaks the atmosphere with words like "Why talk about love? Studying is the most important thing" or "Women are troublesome." Jiang Ling thinks that perhaps parents oppose early relationships not so much because of excuses like "affecting studies," but more because they have never had a "love" experience in their past lives, just like him, feeling envious.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to find one; his drawer had been filled with love letters since he was a child. It was just a pity that he hadn't met a cute little girl mother who could make his heart flutter, so he simply devoted himself to the world of anime and manga, becoming a professional connoisseur of the anime and manga world...

"I...I really like you! Please don't reject me."

"I'm sorry, I...I don't like you."

Ok?

Jiang Ling raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and cast a gossipy glance in that direction.

Hehe, you got rejected, huh? Hahaha!

"I see. Then there's nothing we can do."

"Oh, right, Ling-chan... I forgot to tell you, my brother is Wang Jiahao from Shilu University, and he has more than a hundred underlings."

"I heard your older sister is also studying at Shilu University?"

"You wouldn't want your older sister to be bullied at school because of you, would you?"

Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Ouyang Keling's eyes, and she cursed him in a trembling voice.

"Wang Zibin...you...you're a big bad guy, I hate you!"

"Oh dear, what can I do? It's your fault for rejecting me. I even played along with your act! Humph, let me tell you, there's no woman in this world that I, Wang Zibin, can't have!"

"Because my older brother is the school bully at Ishida University, much better than your older brother!"

With his hair styled in a pompadour, he stood up arrogantly, his large feet, clad in Jordan 6 Nike shoes, resting on the chair.

waiter:……

He glanced at the shop manager, who was leisurely washing cups.

Fine, if the store manager doesn't move, I won't either.

"Waaah..." Ouyang Keling covered her face with her small hands and couldn't help but sob softly.

She never expected that Wang Zibin would call her over to confess his feelings.

She even used her sister to threaten her into agreeing.

Wang Zibin looked at the crying little girl with smug satisfaction, feeling a surge of exhilaration.

Look, I made this girl cry! I'm so amazing.

However, speaking of which, Ke Ling-chan is really easy to fool.

Using the excuse of "a research project in the brass band" as an excuse, it's easy to get her to go to a coffee shop.

It wasn't for nothing that I infiltrated the incredibly boring brass band for so long.

"Hey, what's up? Want to be my girlfriend?"

The people around him gossiped and cast disdainful glances, but nothing could shake Wang Zibin's resolve.

I absolutely must have this sweet and soft little beauty in class!

"don't want……"

"Oh? Then you'd better think carefully about your sister..."

"I..." Ke Ling's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she stood there blankly.

"Hey, listen to me..." Wang Zibin smirked.

Suddenly, a chill rushed to his brain. Before he could think, he heard a sharp sound of air being cut.

boom--

A fist the size of a sandbag kissed his cheek hard, while a pointed shoe forcefully kissed his buttocks.

"Ah!" Wang Zibin let out a scream and fell face-first into the dirt.

"Ah—" Ke Ling was so frightened that her face turned pale. She subconsciously took a half step back and accidentally brushed her hand against the scalding hot coffee on the table.

The steaming hot coffee was about to fall onto the girl's delicate, fair forearm.

The female shop assistant was terrified, her heart pounding with anxiety: "Oh no, she'll get burned! She's definitely going to the hospital!"

However, in that fleeting moment, it felt like an eternity.

The coffee that was supposed to be spilled on my forearm miraculously returned to the table.

The pristine white mug swayed slightly, as if it had never been touched by anyone.

The shop assistant was shocked and exclaimed, "A...a man?"

Even the expressionless "Sun" store manager was slightly taken aback by this scene.

At that moment, Ke Ling's wrist was being held by a large hand.

"Are you alright?" Jiang Ling released her wrist and asked with concern.

"Thank you..." Ke Ling felt a sense of familiarity with the blond-haired man in front of her.

It seems like... I've seen him somewhere before?

"Who?!" Wang Zibin roared as he scrambled to his feet, "Who the hell kicked my ass?!"

"Wang Zibin, you...you big bastard, you deserve it!" Ouyang Keling huddled behind Jiang Ling, pouting as she cursed.

It's not very lethal.

Wang Zibin bared his teeth, feeling his molars loosen. Enduring the sharp pain, he looked at the blond-haired man standing in front of the prettiest girl in class and shouted insults:

"Do you even know who I am?"

Snapped--

A large slap landed hard on his other cheek, the sound crisp and loud.

"Then do you know who I am?" Jiang Ling asked coldly.

Wang Zibin was stunned.

His eyes flashed with humiliation and hatred; he immediately pulled out his phone and threatened, cursing:

"Wait until my brother Wang Jiahao arrives, then let's see if you'll still be able to stand up and speak!"

"If you kneel down now and lick my shoes, I'll let you go."

Jiang Ling: ?

The blond-haired guy in front of me crossed his arms, giving me the attitude that I could call him whatever I wanted.

This infuriated Wang Zibin so much that he immediately dialed his older brother's number.

Meanwhile, in a private karaoke room.

The henchmen of Jiahao Gang were singing and drinking in rounds, their arms around each other's shoulders.

【♬Hakimi～Mambo～♬】

Wang Jiahao, who was leisurely washing his face in Liu Li's arms, frowned.

He took out his phone and saw that it was his younger brother.

"Feed?"

"Brother! Someone's bullying me! Bring people over here right now! He slapped my face and kicked my butt!" came Wang Zibin's crying voice from the other end.

"Damn it, Ah Bin, you wait, I'm coming to back you up right now. Make sure he doesn't get away!"

Wang Jiahao jumped up in a flash and dressed in a menacing manner.

"Brother Hao, what's wrong?" Xiao Bai, who was singing "Jumping Building," asked in confusion.

"My brother got beaten up," Wang Jiahao said through gritted teeth, waving his hand dismissively.

"Brothers, grab your weapons and get them!"

"yes!"

Many of his underlings responded in unison, carrying steel pipes and machetes, and followed Wang Jiahao onto the Cantonese bread cart.

However, one of the younger men sitting near the door looked flustered and quickly slipped into a restroom when no one was paying attention, and started making a phone call.

[Seventh Prince, Hao... Wang Jiahao has moved with a group of armed henchmen!]

What did you go to do?

It seems there's some trouble with his brother, but I'm not entirely sure...

The Seventh Prince pondered for a moment, then said leisurely, "Alright, I understand. You don't need to worry about this matter. Continue with the plan."

Beep beep beep — The phone call ended.

The younger brother glanced at the bread truck outside the window with a complicated expression, and then let out a long sigh.

Suddenly, his expression contorted, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly pulled a packet of white liquor from his pocket, held it to his nose, and took a deep sniff.

"call……"

He looked dazed and somewhat forlorn, muttering, "Brother Hao... a wise man submits to circumstances... don't blame me."