My life can't be a harem game!

Don't be bound by common sense...

After all the twists and turns, is this the only meaning expressed in the end?

But thanks to you, I understand that the threat is far more than just my sister's own illness. The threat from the outside world, from other guys, is also not small -

[Eliminate all, exclude all, kill all, and become the strongest man in the world]

[Straightforward desire, I like it]

[More crazy, more violent, I like myself this way]

The noise in his mind rang out. Whenever he heard these words, Lu Fengxian would have an urge to cry. He didn't know which switch was turned on, and he could hear a lot of voices from ten years later all the time. It gave him a very bad feeling, as if he was being peeped at by others all the time... The self ten years later was a completely different person. It was not an exaggeration to describe it as someone else. Of course, except relying on himself, no matter how powerful the self ten years later was, they had no means to influence the present world, and it would not have a negative impact on his efforts to save his sister.

The information was opened one by one. Since the possible causes of death caused by crystallization disease have been listed, there is only one left...

"Any reassurances?"

"I have some at home. What do you want to use it for?"

"I'm afraid I'll have a heart attack after seeing that guy's detailed plan, so I'm taking a reassurance pill in advance."

".....You are too sensitive."

Ze Zhiyue smiled disapprovingly and shook his head, "Although you described the director of that evil research institute as quite terrifying, women are inherently soft-hearted. Your worry is really unnecessary." As a god-level playboy, he was fully confident in this theory.

"I hope so..." The corner of his mouth twitched. Lu Fengxian had to admit that he had little experience with women. The people around him were either weird or eccentric. It seemed that few of his opponents had normal brains. Most of them were like psychopaths...

I was too nervous.

Comforting himself in this way, Lu Fengxian clicked on the file given by Charlotte and read every word carefully. He flipped through it bit by bit. As he read on, his expression gradually became stiff, and drops of cold sweat oozed out of his head uncontrollably...

"You look so wonderful, how come..."

Ze Zhiyue smiled and looked in the direction he was looking, but suddenly he paused. The smile on his face froze. After a long silence, he put his hand on Lu Fengxian's shoulder with an awkward but polite smile on his face.

"Well, just pretend I didn't say that..."

..........

Every young person has such a dream in his heart.

I long to be a hero, I dream of being a hero, to be looked up to by thousands, to be worshipped by thousands, to have beauties surround me, to drink as I sing, to travel the world.

However, as we grow older and times change, such childish and unrealistic dreams often become the lowest layer in the memory drawer, covered with dust, and are not taken out for a long time or ever, and are completely obliterated.

If you help someone who has fallen, you may be blackmailed. If you are with your significant other, you may be cheated of money and sex. Even if you see someone robbing something on the street, most of the time you choose to turn a blind eye to avoid getting into trouble...

I chose to be ordinary and to choose the most important life. In fact, everyone knows that being a hero does not necessarily mean that people will praise you, but being an ordinary person who is ignored will definitely not make anyone scold you, because everyone is like this, everyone is the same.

The heroic image in the dream is covered with dust, and the heart that longs for justice has long been cold. In the current District 13, it is the place that needs heroes the most and the place that needs them the least...

A rural area in the northern suburbs of the northwest city is a place that is under development. The ordinary houses in the slums and the villas in the rich area are quite clearly separated. On the outskirts of the flat area, there are piles of gangsters and thugs, and a large amount of garbage that has not been cleaned up has accumulated together, with stench and maggots. In the deep alleys, there are several pairs of greedy eyes flashing, peeking at the prosperous and wealthy area, eager for the fat sheep to come out of it to alleviate their economic difficulties.

Poor and remote areas produce unruly people. In fact, if these people on the edge of the city are willing to find a legitimate job, it will definitely be enough for daily use. The average hourly wage in each area of the thirteen districts is more than 400 yuan. If you work honestly for eight hours a day, you can receive a monthly salary of at least 80,000 yen... But unfortunately, honest work is never what these people or even all mankind desire. Therefore, the corners of the northwest city have become dark areas. Shameful transactions take place here, and streetwalkers are everywhere. The transaction of weapons can only be regarded as a small matter. There are more vicious things everywhere, from missiles that can destroy a country to banned drugs that can give people short-term pleasure...

Because there is such a demand in District 13, this place came into being and has lasted for a long time. Until now, the government of District 13 has not completely closed it off. What they fear is that after closing it off, a large number of black props inside will disappear due to the disappearance of sales channels and will be circulated to the normal market in District 13 at a low price... Imagine how much danger and damage it will cause when a madman in District 13 buys a Gatling gun?

It's not that they can't do it, but they dare not do it. It is easier to manage if all the darkness is brought into one place, and the initiative is always in their hands. As long as there are signs of a big situation, they will immediately close it off... For this reason, the government of District 13 can only turn a blind eye to this gray area and let it grow and develop.

Gradually, the chaotic village at the beginning began to transform into what it is now, where capable people get everything and incapable people are deprived of everything.

Everything can be bought and sold here. As long as you have money, you may be able to find a peerless prostitute in a dark corner to enjoy. Compared with the women in the city, they have a seductive charm that is deeply rooted in their bones...

At this moment, in this gloomy area, in a relatively peaceful place, something that is popular to see is happening; a group of young men dressed in seductive clothes are surrounding a short-haired girl, with ferocious faces, some holding iron bars, and some holding knives, looking like social people...

There were about ten boys, not even eighteen years old, but they had dyed their hair into various colors. Some of them had brown skin and dyed their hair into the classic chicken feather yellow color...

"I'll give you three seconds. If you don't give me the money, don't blame me for being rude!"

And this is one of the biggest characteristics of this gray area: the survival of the fittest.

Actually, strictly speaking, it is not worthy of such a high-end title. After all, no blood was seen, and it was a dispute between teenagers under the age of 18. At most, it can be regarded as a small collection of "protection fees"...

She clasped her hands together and looked pitifully at these vicious people. She pleaded softly, "Brothers, I really have no money. Can you help me and let me go?"

The short-haired girl looked so tearful that it was really pitiful. She had a subtle but not pungent scent on her body, which was really tempting. Any man with a little sympathy for women would let her go, but unfortunately, this was not the first time that everyone present had encountered this situation. Instead, the faces of several men became even more ferocious, and they were ready to rush forward in a noisy manner. The anger in their eyes was so fierce that it seemed as if it would burst out and burn her to death... God knows what this poor girl had done to make them so angry.

It was at this moment that a fiery red figure fell from the sky and slammed heavily in front of them. The booted feet made a heavy roar when they stepped on the ground, which made people tremble in their hearts. Those bad boys immediately slammed on the brakes, looked at each other, and shouted at him after a long time.

"Who are you!?"

Even though there were more than a dozen people giving him courage, the young man who spoke had a hint of fear in his voice.

It's not that they are timid, it's just that this kind of dress is really rare. In this gray area, we have seen many bikers wearing leather jackets and riding motorcycles. This weird outfit with a mask on the face and a cheongsam on the body is more frightening.

Hearing the other party asking about his identity, the man in a red cheongsam and a cat mask on his face made a rather shameful gesture with his right hand up and his left hand down. The sound was somewhat like an electronic synthesized tone.

"The strongest human being, the unsung hero, is here."

Clam! ?

These bad boys were stunned on the spot. After a few boring seconds, one of the short guys who was quick-witted asked tentatively, "You, are you crazy?"

"......." The masked man was silent, but the skin on his face covered by the mask kept twitching. This question really hit the point. Even he himself doubted whether he was crazy for carrying out this plan?

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71. Is it a boy’s...girl?

“I wonder if I’m crazy.”

Looking at the fresh red dragon cheongsam and the small and exquisite sticker-shaped voice changer that had just been delivered by a small remote-controlled drone, Lu Fengxian complained like this.

"Anyone who carries out such a plan is either crazy or stupid."

Ze Zhiyue was extremely tactless and spoke out his true thoughts, not giving Lu Fengxian any face at all. This was also a response to Lu Fengxian's previous ridicule of his incorrect interpretation of the term "woman".

The woman from the evil research institute is not only unloving, she is simply a lunatic who cannot think normally. Although the plan she proposed is very credible, it is more than just a "wow"?

I kept cursing “f*ck” in my mouth and in my heart, but I still did it. I did something I haven’t done since my chuunibyou days—

Cosplay Hero!

Moreover, he is cosplaying a hero with a particularly strong sense of the region and a high degree of second-year status!

Being a hero is certainly a small desire for my future life, but in my current state, I am forced to do it under the current circumstances...

I want a dog leash.

These four words are the most appropriate description in Lu Fengxian's mind. However, having already bravely taken the first step and spoken the first line, it seems that he has no way back. These little brats from Northwest City have begun to surround him vigilantly with all kinds of weapons in hand... If it were the little brats from Amano City, they would never have such courage. Regardless of the words, the way he is dressed makes him look like a lunatic... This is a fact, not self-mockery.

"I don't want to hurt you."

Looking through the two small holes on the mask's eyes, Lu Fengxian realized that some of those guys with colorfully dyed hair were girls. These days, there are so many girls who are only in junior high school... Maybe it sounds a bit ridiculous, but he still has some pity for these girls who are about the same age as his sister. If possible, he really doesn't want to do anything to these girls...

But sometimes, inappropriate retreat can lead to some bad consequences, like now.

The bad guys who were still cautiously approaching slowly heard what he said, and they paused for a moment, looked at each other, and then burst into laughter...

"It seems that you are not only a lunatic but also a coward. Why are you pretending to be a gentleman? I am afraid."

"It's so funny. It fell from the sky. I thought it was something powerful, but it turned out to be just bluffing."

"Could it be that one of those otakus was passing by and suddenly showed up to save the girl? I'm scared to death."

If you are ruthless, they will become weak; if you retreat, they will come closer. This is not only their character, but also a true portrayal of most evil forces. It would be fine if you could always be tough with them, but if you have the slightest intention of retreating, they will come forward without hesitation, completely like picking on the weak.

Hearing their words, Lu Fengxian couldn't help but frown. Compared with ordinary people, he was really frivolous. But compared with Ze Zhiyue's frivolity, he was very different. He didn't have Ze Zhiyue's gentlemanly manners with frivolous words, nor did he have the gentlemanly cultivation within him... The reason why a playboy is called a playboy is not just because he is handsome, but more importantly because there is still a bit of gentlemanly style left in him.

It had been a long time since he had heard such obscene words. Lu Fengxian couldn't help but feel a little angry. He twisted his neck, making a loud bone-cracking sound. He stared at this group of children who didn't know when to stop, and his tone was grim.

"Just like the information she gave me, everyone here has no self-awareness. In order to let you understand your own importance, I will play with you for a while."

After saying that, he strode towards the other party without waiting for their reaction. Since the other party did not accept his kindness, he was too lazy to curry favor with them and let these guys know how powerful he is!

"Hey, otaku, what do you want to do!?"

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

"Brother, don't you feel a little cold..."

Almost instinctively, Lu Fengxian uttered the threatening words with a little murderous intent. The premonition of danger from the biological instinct made them tremble subconsciously. The weather was not that cold, but this happened... Maybe it was a little late, but everyone probably understood that the man in front of them didn't seem to be a madman who only talked nonsense...

"Why are you afraid? He's alone, grab your weapons and attack!"

There are always some brainless guys in any group. A rather fat guy with a fashionable cockscomb on his head, like a man possessed by the spirit of Spring Brother, was waving a wooden baseball bat studded with nails like crazy as he rushed towards Lu Fengxian...

boring.

Looking at the brainless boy roaring and rushing forward, these two words appeared in Lu Fengxian's mind. He had experienced too many battles. Now this immature boy was running towards him at the speed of an idiot. If he wanted to, it would only take five seconds to kill him, but -

"Thank you for never killing anyone."

With two fingers extended, the oncoming baseball bat was directly pushed aside. The huge inertia made the cockscomb-haired boy hit the alley walls on both sides of the place before he could react...

thump.

After a muffled sound that sounded quite tragic, he fell to the ground, holding his head and screaming. His coquettish cockscomb hair suddenly spread out, and the orange-yellow hair was dyed red by the blood.

"Dick!!"

"Revenge for the second brother!"

Some people were timid, but some were also aroused to ferocity. Not only were they not afraid, but they rushed towards Lu Fengxian one after another. In their opinion, the other party was just one person, and it was impossible for him to fight against a group of people no matter what. Haven't you heard the sayings that ants can kill an elephant, and a random punch can kill a master?

Unfortunately, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. The little hooligans who rushed forward were completely wiped out in just three minutes. Each of them fell to the ground wailing and screaming in pain. Some who could barely stay awake looked at the figure in the cheongsam with horror, the strong and terrifying monster...

Standing under his feet was a gangster who was obviously older than the others and had a scar on his face. Lu Fengxian leaned over and patted his cheek with his hand. His narrowed eyes showed a cold light, and he sighed regretfully, "Absolute numbers can achieve qualitative change, but your numbers don't seem to have reached that level."

Although this guy hid very well when he was inciting the hooligans to rush forward, his eyesight was no joke. He discovered and realized almost instantly that he was the leader of this gangster group.

No one is born bad, and no one is born to do bad things. The reason why there are so many bad people in the world is mainly because of people like me who keep instigating and teaching others to be bad...

Even though these things had nothing to do with me, and my plan even depended a lot on the evil deeds of these people to succeed, this did not stop me from stepping on his chest with a little strength.

His face turned blue. The old rogue who had boasted to his friends that he was the wisest in the entire Northwest City turned blue. He felt a sharp pain in his chest. At this moment, he had no time to care about his younger brother not far away. He kept agreeing, "Yes, yes, we overestimated our abilities. Compared with you, we are garbage, shit. Can you give us your feet..."

If his chest hadn't been stepped on and his trachea hadn't been compressed, he would have been able to sing this sentence with a melodious voice.

He is even more shameless than I thought. I just spoke on impulse. It is amazing that the other party could be so humble and lowly to please me. It seems that I don’t know enough about the term "hooligan"!

Lu Fengxian was quite disgusted with this behavior, so he moved his foot away. From the fact that the guy's face turned from white to purple, it could be seen that he had really reached his limit. If he didn't let go, someone might die...

Of course, if this guy plans to escape, I definitely wouldn't mind giving him a hard time.

"Cough cough cough...."

However, it was quite different from what was imagined. Instead of running away, the released old gangster collapsed to the ground, with his back against the ground, coughing miserably from the deepest part of his mouth. He coughed for a long time before he changed from lying on the ground to lying prone on the ground. His face returned to normal and he was gasping for breath.

He underestimated his own strength and overestimated the opponent's physical fitness. The long-term experience of fighting with non-humans made Lu Fengxian unable to properly measure the physical fitness of ordinary people. In his opinion, a very weak force is actually very huge for ordinary people. The gangster leader thought that his chest was pressed down by a huge rock weighing ten thousand pounds and he had the illusion of death.

Li Mangtou rested for a long time and took a breath. Finally, he recovered to normal. The first thing he did was to flatter Lu Fengxian with a wry smile, "Hello, hero. My name is Yamazaki Motoichi. I didn't know you were coming. I am so sorry for offending me and my little brothers and sisters." After seeing the huge gap between his small team and the other side, he decisively chose to kneel down and lick their boots.

Hearing this, Lu Fengxian couldn't help but feel a little confused. If this guy had said this when he was being trampled under his feet, he could understand that he was not in a clear mind and wanted more for life than dignity. But what was going on now? The person who was beaten up apologized to the person who beat him up? What was going on?

"Well, that's good if you know."

The voice was so low and hoarse. Holding back the doubts in his heart, he nodded in a rather pretentious manner. However, Lu Fengxian did not show any expression, as if it was supposed to be that way.

No matter how much I think, I won't reveal it easily. As a plan, this is only the first step, but it is the most important part...

Turning his eyes around, he found that the girls who did not rush forward were holding their phones and fiddling with them, as if they were recording a video. Lu Fengxian couldn't help but smile a little.

Yes, this is what I want...

It was at this time that the cute girl who was blocked by Lv Fengxian approached. She first looked at the cheongsam man who fell from the sky, and then asked bravely, "Um, can I go now?"

Wearing a light blue top and white pants, her pretty face was faintly glowing, and her slender curves and body seemed so out of place in the scene filled with wailing bad boys.

"Oh...it's okay...you can go now."

When Lu Fengxian saw the girl, he was stunned for a moment before he remembered that she was his rescue target. Looking at her pretty face, he calmed down and reminded her, "I don't know why you came to this place, but I solemnly remind you that you won't always meet a hero who can save you. Be more careful in the future."

When saying this, Lu Fengxian used some of the skills of a cowherd. His words were low and charming, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. The bad guys who were wailing around him stopped wailing after hearing this, and a little peace appeared on their faces twisted by pain...

Noticing that those guys who were rolling and struggling because of the pain showed comfortable expressions after listening to him, Lu Fengxian nodded with satisfaction. As expected of himself, the cowherd himself was like the most original symbol of male charm. If an ordinary woman heard his voice alone, she would feel good about him and feel at ease even without seeing his face. His existence was like a mental poison.

With this ability, she will also help me promote it, right? Powerful and righteous, unknown heroic deeds... Lu Fengxian roughly guessed.

The friendliness of the cowherd, the fighting skills of the swordsman, the killer's familiarity with killing, and the nearly divine physical abilities of the barbarian god, although I don't have these things now, I still know roughly how to change them. After all, in this world, the only things that are truly suitable for me are the skills I have created.

However, when Lu Fengxian turned his head to look at her expectantly, he was stunned again. At this moment, this beautiful girl, not to mention enjoying and getting close to him, looked at him with a vigilant look, with her hands on the bulge on her waist, as if she was ready to draw her weapon at any time...

what happened?