Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

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......

Zhongshu sat on the bed, facing the tough protagonist he had written in his novel.

He felt like he was dreaming.

Since the night before last, all of this feels so unreal.

Zhongshu always looked at him intently.

Don't get me wrong, he's straight; he just wants to take a good look at the characters he created.

Some say the author is no different from a stripper.

The stripper reveals her body, the author reveals his soul.

Chung-shu felt that he was examining his own tangible soul.

Li Xinyuan asked:

"Are you not doing well in real life?"

Zhongshu asked in surprise:

How did you know?

Li Xinyuan said:

"Because before I made my comeback, you made me very miserable."

Zhongshu smiled awkwardly:

"A little bit of personal experience."

Li Xinyuan asked:

"Then how will you write about my life as an underground emperor?"

Zhongshu chuckled:

"Just a guess."

Li Xinyuan asked:

"So, you didn't dominate the underworld, you didn't have CEOs of listed companies kneeling to greet you, and you didn't have a harem, right?"

Zhongshu felt like he was being publicly executed, and could only laugh awkwardly.

Li Xinyuan's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of pity:

"You'll have it from now on."

Zhongshu then remembered the important matter and showed him the twin watch faces:

"What is this?"

Li Xinyuan said:

"Twin dials".

You can summon another, completely different version of yourself.

The price is that you have to share your time with me.

My time flows at twenty-four times the speed of yours.

For every hour I exist, you lose a day of your life.

Li Xinyuan stood up:

"Tell me, what do you need to do immediately?"

Zhong Shudao:

"There's someone outside who's kidnapped my friend..."

Zhongshu told Li Xinyuan everything that had happened on the train at sea, word for word.

Li Xinyuan looked at him with satisfaction:

"You've already been a leader once before."

Did that person kidnap your girlfriend?

Come on, I'll take you to crush him.

Zhongshu hesitated for a moment:

"That person has a gun, and a very powerful one at that."

Li Xinyuan smiled:

"Have you forgotten that I'm the pinnacle of combat power?"

......

Inside the hard-seat carriage.

"Give it to me!"

The male actor glared fiercely at an old man.

The old man gripped the bag tightly:

"No, I can't give it to you. I don't know how long I'll be staying here. What will I eat if I give it to you?!"

After becoming the new leader, the first thing the male actor did was to collect supplies.

The male actor angrily shouted:

"They're all misers! They don't know how to be grateful at all!"

Don't you know I'm the one protecting you now?

How can I fight ghosts if I'm hungry!

Everyone in the carriage looked worried.

This man is no match for that young man at all!

If I had known, I should have helped the young man teach this guy a lesson back then.

The actress swaggered behind him:

"That's right, you all better listen up, my husband is the boss now!"

At that moment, a voice came:

"Who are you calling the boss?"

The actress paused for a moment, then turned around.

Just then, I saw Zhongshu walking towards me with a thug in a suit.

That man... I've never seen him before.

The actress quickly figured it out.

This man must be a survivor from one of the other private rooms.

Zhongshu went out to find the mysterious person and brought this man back with him.

The actress shouted:

"My husband is the boss, so what?"

"You're new here and don't know the situation yet, do you?"

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The actress was afraid that her flirting with Zhongshu today would anger the actor.

Besides promoting her husband, she was also eager to distance herself from Chung-shu.

The actress pointed at Chung-shu:

"Have you finished what my husband asked you to do?"

The male actor, gripping the flintlock pistol, arrogantly raised his head and pointed it at Li Xinyuan:

"You look pretty strong, come work for me."

I would consider saving your life if the demon tried to kill you.

He still knows how to win over his underlings.

A wicked smile appeared on Li Xinyuan's lips:

"I hate it when people point a gun at me."

In the blink of an eye, Li Xinyuan appeared in front of the male actor, his weathered eyes filled with mockery.

The male actor immediately felt his hair stand on end and instinctively pulled the trigger.

Li Xinyuan tilted her head to the side, dodging the bullet, and with lightning speed grabbed the barrel of the flintlock pistol, thrusting it fiercely at the male actor.

The male actor coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

Li Xinyuan, holding the flintlock pistol, reached into the male actor's arms and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

With a flick of his finger, a cigarette popped out of the cigarette case and was steadily placed in his mouth.

Grasping the heated shaft of the flintlock pistol, the intense heat ignites the cigarette.

The action was executed flawlessly, making him far more handsome than any tough guy in a movie.

Instead of helping her unconscious husband, the actress became infatuated with Li Xinyuan.

That's what a real man is, okay?

As the actress's eyes softened and she seemed about to say something, Li Xinyuan grabbed the gun barrel and swung it towards her chin.

She didn't even have time to scream before her body slammed into the roof of the train and fell heavily to the ground, knocking out several teeth.

"To correct you, I'm the boss here."

"That silly kid named Zhongshu behind me is under my protection. Who do you think you are to point fingers at me?"

Li Xinyuan stomped his foot heavily on the actress's head.

The actress fell into a coma.

Zhongshu stared blankly at Li Xinyuan:

"You, you're so cruel."

Li Xinyuan raised an eyebrow:

"You wrote me very well."

Zhong Shudao:

"I think that's just how ruthless underground bosses are."

A smile tugged at the corner of Li Xinyuan's mouth:

"You think you should be this ruthless just because you're a powerful underground figure. I'm just a reflection of your true inner self."

Zhongshu was stunned.

It was as if he was seeing himself for the first time.

Li Xinyuan threw the flintlock pistol at Zhongshu:

"Alright, you can give the things to that person now."

Zhongshu knew that the person Li Xinyuan was talking about was the antique shop owner.

He glanced at Li Xinyuan in surprise.

In his writing, Li Xinyuan is arrogant and invincible, showing no reverence for anything.

However, Zhongshu could sense that Li Xinyuan was afraid of the antique shop owner.

They even dared to use "that person" as a form of address.

Zhongshu nodded, glanced at Baitasha, instructed Li Xinyuan to take good care of her, and then grabbed his flintlock pistol and ran to the front of the car.

Baitasha was still in a daze and hadn't reacted yet.

Li Xinyuan was already sitting next to her:

"Sister-in-law, let's talk."

Baitasha blushed.

......

The locomotive and the staff rest area.

"Go back and sit down."

"Go back and sit down."

"go back......."

The train conductors mechanically repeated the same sentence.

The twin men, the old man with a long braid, the woman with her hair in a bun, and the boy in a wheelchair were currently engaged in a fierce battle with these people.

The elderly man with a long braid, holding a rapier, stepped back to the boy in the wheelchair and wiped away his cold sweat.

"Master Xie, aren't there too many monsters?"

A halo of Buddha, Sanskrit, and swastikas occasionally emanated from the boy in the wheelchair.

He said in a deep voice:

"If the flintlock pistol hadn't been in the hard-seat carriage, there would be even more monsters here!"

After thoroughly inspecting the train, the five Taiping Dao followers finally found a way to get off.

That is, controlling the cockpit!

It sounds simple and crude, but it is indeed the simplest and most direct method.

The wheelchair-bound boy guessed that something was controlling the sea train, and that that thing was intelligent.

Only by cooperating with that thing or obtaining its approval can one get off this train.

The boy in the wheelchair stared intently at the iron door to the driver's cab behind the train conductor, his eyes gleaming.

"If that thing is willing to cooperate with us and lend a helping hand to the Way of Peace, we will surely have rendered a great service!"

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