Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

The decoration inside the room is more luxurious than the corridor.

The display cabinets contain various antiques and even some old muskets.

There was a large wooden desk in the middle, and a gangster woman was sitting in front of the desk.

The owner of the Nagasaki Club is also the boss of the city's largest gang, the Takezakura Society, Yoshiko Matsushima.

Her hair color is gray-black, completely opposite to Xinggong Xi's.

Her bangs half covered her right eye and her lips were painted with bright red lipstick.

She was wearing a chest wrap and a gray-black coat, with her shoulders, arms and lower abdomen bare, and the tattoos of bamboo and cherry blossoms on her back were clearly visible.

The tattoo was obviously the work of a master. As long as Matsushima moved his shoulder slightly, the bamboo and flowers seemed to sway in the wind.

Her weathered face is covered with scars, telling of the hard work she had put in to get this position.

He held a lit cigarette between his fingers, half leaning on the leather seat, his eyes seemingly lazy, but in fact, they were fierce.

"Principal Kato, how come you have time to come here?" Yoshiko Matsushima crossed her legs, took a deep puff of her cigarette, and exhaled thick smoke.

"Sister Matsushima, please stop joking with me." Kato said respectfully, "I brought you a good 'good', would you like to take a look?"

Kato pointed at Mr. Akita who was being held by two bodyguards.

"Oh~~~This little maid is pretty good."

Matsushima stood up, walked to Akita, bent down, held Akita's chin with his hand, and looked at him carefully.

"She's pretty good-looking, of top quality." Matsushima took a deep puff of his cigarette and blew the smoke into Akita's face.

Akita coughed violently a few times, then glared at Matsushima with the eyes of a chaste heroine who would rather die than surrender.

"Oh, you have a pretty hot temper. You're a good material. Kato, where did you get it from?"

"She is a teacher in our school. She borrowed money from me and couldn't pay it back, so I brought her here to exchange for some money."

"Looking at her appearance, she seems quite well-behaved, not like the kind of frivolous woman who is blinded by money. Kato, please don't lure those decent women in here. I don't want to deal with those stinky cops anymore."

Upon hearing these words, Akita began to struggle desperately.

I should be considered as what she calls a "good woman".

Now is your last chance to escape.

But her mouth was covered tightly by the bodyguard, so she could only make whimpering sounds.

"Don't worry, we are all old customers, I will never mess around with you."

Kato took out her cell phone and showed Matsushima the proof of loan transactions between them.

He modified all these loan certificates and deleted and modified the information, making Akita appear as a frivolous woman who cheated people out of money and then spent lavishly in nightclubs.

Matsushima flipped through the books and nodded repeatedly.

Since she was the kind of gold-digger who borrowed money and didn't pay it back, it was only natural that she was sold here to repay the debt.

"Is she brand new or second hand."

"It should be brand new and has not been used yet."

"How is your health? Do you have any infectious diseases?"

"No, no, I'm very healthy."

"She's beautiful, has a strong temper, is healthy, and is a virgin. This is a once-in-a-century treasure." Matsuda said with a smile, returned to his seat, and opened the drawer under his desk.

In the drawer was an exquisite silver revolver, weighed down by bundles of ten-thousand-yuan bills.

The grip and the gun body have been spray painted with bamboo and cherry blossoms on them, exactly the same as the ones on Matsushima's back.

She put the gun on the table first, then counted out the bundles of bills and paid Kato.

When Kato saw the gun, his heart seemed to skip a beat and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.

Akita's body froze and he didn't dare to struggle any more.

Matsushima took out stacks of money from the cabinet.

"This 2000 million yuan is all yours."

"Thank you, thank you Sister Matsushima." Principal Kato bowed repeatedly.

Matsushima pointed at the two bodyguards and said, "You two, put this little maid on the stage and follow the old rules."

"Yes, Boss Songdao."

---

(Time goes back to the present)

"Hey, Xiaobai!" Jackie ran over in a hurry, "Where is Mr. Akita?"

"I don't know." Baichuan also looked confused.

Maki was also shocked that the homeroom teacher who used to be a bit strict but actually very gentle was now being treated as a prize in this underground club.

The host continued to introduce: "This female nu is still a virgin, her body is very healthy, she has never been trained, and she is still a "blank sheet of paper". Let's see who will be the first lucky person to have her!"

"Oh oh oh!" The audiences in the stage were eager to try, wishing they could get on stage and show off their skills and take this delicate maid home.

Akita had a white cloth stuffed in his mouth and his hands and feet were tied tightly with thick hemp ropes, leaving him no chance of escape.

There was a group of men wearing masks in the audience, surrounding the stage like a zombie siege.

It seemed as if it was about to eat up Akita completely at any time.

Akita knew that he was completely finished.

If I hadn't come out with the principal today, I would have been more careful.

But things have already happened, and regretting it will not help.

When I thought of my father who loved me so much and was still lying on the hospital bed waiting for me, tears couldn't stop flowing down my cheeks.

Her last hope was to "serve" the "master" well and have him show mercy and help her pay for her medical expenses.

Akita's tears made the audience even more excited. They even started to form teams to participate in the competition and discuss how to share her after winning.

These men all like to train innocent, pure and delicate girls into their own exclusive playthings.

Seeing this scene, Akita's heart sank.

These men only care about my body...It's really a fantasy to expect them to help me.

Akita felt deeply powerless and desperate. He lowered his head and let these dirty and vulgar men decide his fate.

"What should we do now? Leave or..." Miike poked Shirakawa next to him.

Rationally speaking, it would be correct not to rescue Akita, partly because of the risk of exposure.

On the one hand, even if Mr. Akita leaves, it will have no impact on Shirakawa's life. At most, he will just have to change the homeroom teacher.

Of course, people are not rational.

As a pure love warrior (?), how could Shirakawa bear to see Akita being corrupted by these playboys and high-ranking officials?

Now that you have entered the world of butter, how can you still be hesitant and timid?

"What else can we do? Go save her." Bai Chuan said, "If you don't want to go..."

"What are you talking about?" Jackie patted Baichuan's shoulder, "It's such a fun thing, take me with you."

"Akita... Even though we have a grudge against each other, I am a former police officer after all. I can't just stand by and watch her die." Miike wants to rescue Akita together with Shirakawa.

"I'll help too."

Suddenly, a young female voice different from the two present came to Shirakawa's ears.

Who is it?

Baichuan looked around, but couldn't see her.

148. Will you win?

Baichuan looked around, looking for the woman who spoke.

"Hey, Xiaobai, come and sign up." Jackie raised her hand and called Baichuan over. She and Miike had already walked to the registration desk under the stage.

Jackie and Miike can only be regarded as the female nuns brought by Shirakawa. Only guests with invitation letters can sign up for this event.

"Okay." Baichuan trotted all the way to the registration office.

The staff at the registration desk was a thin man.

"Well, I want to sign up for the training competition."

"Cash or card?" The man asked without raising his head as he sorted the receipts.

"What? This costs money?"

The staff member then raised his head and glanced at Baichuan: "Oh, so you are a new guest. I'm sorry for being rude just now. The registration fee for our event is 200 million yuan per person. You can participate without registering, but you can only go on stage to teach that woman a lesson. You are not eligible to win any prizes." The staff member pointed at the lustful woman on the stage.

"Hey, why didn't you tell me about this in advance?" Jackie said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm sorry, 200 million is just pocket money for the customers here... and we also provide after-sales service. If she escapes, there will be professionals to catch her. It will be useless even if you call the police... We have connections with the police too." The staff explained seriously.

"Then let's think about it again." Baichuan had no money, so he had to take the two girls and leave first.

"What should we do now?" Baichuan discussed with them.

"Do you want us to drive home now and get the money?"

Bai Chuan glanced at the time and said, "It's probably too late to go back and get it now."

The host on the stage has already started to warm up the audience, and the competition is about to begin.

Do I really have to watch the Akita being won away as a prize by someone else?

Is there any way to get money quickly?

"How about we go to the casino and try our luck?" Jackie suggested.

"We don't have any money, what can we use to fight?"

Going to the casino requires capital, and now the three of them can't even come up with a single Japanese dollar.

Jackie pointed at Michi, then at herself.

"Aren't there two chips?"

---

The casino was a bit quiet, with the men all gathered around the stage, ready to watch the training competition to see who would win.

Baichuan couldn't find anyone when he wanted to go to the casino.

Baichuan had no choice but to ask the dealer next to him.

"Hey, man, is there any game here that we can play with the dealer?"

"Sorry sir, we don't have a banker or player here, it's all players betting against each other, and we don't take any commission."

Rake is the commission charged to winning players in each round, which is also the basis for the casino to make profits.

Without commission, there would be no casino and no profit, so it is no wonder that there is no banker-player game.

Baichuan had no choice but to wait by the gambling table with the two girls, waiting for someone who was destined to be willing to gamble with him.

After waiting for a while, the first person came on stage, but still no one wanted to play with Baichuan.

How should I get this 200w!!!

Baichuan was a little anxious.

"Little brother, do you want to play a few rounds with auntie?"

A noble lady wearing a mask, with wisps of white hair on her head, wearing a mink coat and a slit dress, came over and asked.

Even makeup couldn't hide the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She was skinny and looked to be in her fifties or sixties.

Baichuan can even call her grandma.