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Chapter 102 Beautiful lady, please come in!

Just as the clown Erin was looking at what seemed to be his own reflection in the closet.

A stunningly beautiful, incredibly sexy red-haired woman, barely clothed despite the biting cold wind, emerged from a side alley and strode up to the clown, Erin.

After seeing the clown Erin's face clearly, her eyes lit up, and she lightly licked her lips, saying in a seductive tone:

"Handsome young man, want to have a heart-to-heart talk with someone tonight? For just $100, I'm yours tonight..."

Given the red-haired woman's looks, she would normally charge at least $200 for a night. The $100 deduction was only made because of Erin's youthful face; she voluntarily halved the price.

Ok.

Having been taken advantage of by older men and younger women so often, today I'll finally get to experience what it's like to be the older man with the younger woman.

Meanwhile, the clown Erin, standing opposite her, heard the red-haired woman's words.

Looking at the red-haired woman's curvaceous figure, the clown Erin immediately grinned.

Ok

For just $100, tonight is mine?

There's such a good thing.

Thinking of this, the clown Erin immediately nodded: "Okay!"

Some even eagerly pulled out two $50 bills from their pockets and stuffed them into Elena's hand, as if afraid she would change her mind.

Seeing Erin's eagerness, Elena calmly accepted the 100 knives. She thought she had met a wolf cub, and her face lit up with joy. Her lips were slightly dry, and she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together.

She deliberately brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, leaned close to the clown Erin's ear, and said seductively, "So, handsome little guy, where shall we go tonight? The hotel or your place?"

Upon hearing this, the clown Erin replied without hesitation, "Why go to a hotel? Of course, we're going to my place!"

Upon hearing Erin's reply, the red-haired woman's smile widened.

Because she seems to have... found a long-term meal ticket.

"Want to come to your house? You naughty little brother!"

Upon hearing this, the clown Erin grinned and said, "You'll see something even worse later."

After a moment's thought, the clown Erin said, "My place isn't far from here, but before that, we need to buy some things!"

After saying that.

Erin walked a few steps toward the 24-hour supermarket not far away, seemingly intending to take the red-haired woman there to buy something.

After seeing Erin walk towards the supermarket.

The red-haired woman thought to herself.

Great, looks like I can save some money tonight.

As she thought this, the red-haired woman followed behind Erin, her long, sexy legs swaying as she teased, "Really? Then I'll have to see for myself tonight."

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After watching the red-haired woman leave behind Erin.

Several more scantily clad women, shivering in the cold wind, emerged from the alley where the red-haired woman had been.

They all looked on with envy as they watched the red-haired woman's figure disappear.

"Fuck, that bitch Elena found a customer so quickly. How long are we supposed to wait here? This wind is freezing me to death."

"Heh, if you had Elena's looks, you could find customers very quickly too."

"Fuck, if I looked like Elena, would I be standing on the street like this? I'd have been trying to get into some rich guy's bed and be his sugar daddy..."

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Half an hour later.

With her hands empty, Erin, accompanied by Elena, who looked rather grim and was carrying several bags, arrived in front of a red brick house blackened by thick smoke.

"Hehe, we've arrived. Looks like my memory is pretty good."

Looking at the red brick house that he had personally set on fire, the clown Erin nodded in satisfaction, as if praising his own memory.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Elena, who was standing behind the clown Erin, looked at the seal on the door that had not yet been torn off and her expression changed drastically.

She looked at Erin, whose face was faintly showing excitement in the dim light, and a trace of fear crept onto her beautiful face.

As residents of Hell's Kitchen.

Elena was certainly aware of the heinous murder that had occurred in this house some time ago.

Several people, including the leader of the Water Ghost Gang, "Giant Ghost" Onick, were burned alive in this house. When they were carried out, their bodies were charred.

Because the fire was so large that it almost completely destroyed the house, now there is nothing inside except a pile of charred remains and a pungent smell of burning.

Even homeless people are unwilling to move in because they feel it's too unlucky.

Now that Erin has brought her here, Elena almost thought she had encountered a madwoman.

Instinctively, he wanted to abandon the things Erin had carried all the way and turn around and run away.

Can·····

The next second, Erin's dark eyes, under the yellowish streetlights, looked at her with a warm smile.

prior to.

Elena also thought Erin looked beautiful when she smiled.

But under the yellowish light, and against the backdrop of the brick houses behind Erin, whose original colors were obscured by the charred remains of countless people burned to a crisp, Erin's smile sent a chill down Elena's spine.

Seeing Elena trembling slightly, and worried that she might get cold, the clown Erin kindly took off his expensive suit jacket and draped it over Elena's shivering body.

"You're shivering so badly, you must be freezing. Come on, let's go inside quickly, it won't be so cold inside the house."

talking.

Erin pulled the somewhat stiff Elena up the steps in front of the door.

The clown Erin casually ripped off the seal on the door and tossed it aside. He opened his backpack, which was piled with M500 pistols, shell grenades, hallucinogens, and other items. He pulled out a wire and began fiddling with the keyhole, which appeared to be slightly deformed from being burned by a fire.

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Looking at the menacing-looking M500 peeking out of Erin's backpack, gleaming coldly under the light, along with the small grenade and the hallucinogen, he was struck by the sight.

Elena, who had just been contemplating running away, suddenly lost the last shred of courage she had, and began to tremble even more violently.

"despair!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

After studying numerous lock-picking videos online, Clown Erin's lips curled into a slightly pleased smile.

With a strong pull, he managed to open the slightly deformed alloy door with a bit of effort.

The clown, Erin, extended a gentlemanly invitation to Elena.

"Beautiful lady, please come in!"

(End of this chapter)