Superpowered Love Academy

Zuo Le leaned against the bar, lit the cigarette that the bartender, Fei, handed him, and stared at him for a while.

"No, it's just me. I'm going to go check it out."

"Just you alone? No way, Zuo Zi, what if you get caught? They'll beat you to death."

"I'll just go take a look, Fatty, just tell me the location."

Zuo Le's nonchalant demeanor was quite different from what it had been a week ago.

Unlike Xu Jing and the others, the bartender Fei had actually witnessed how unlucky Zuo Le was a week ago, even though Zuo Le had single-handedly defeated Zhuo Ken.

Compared to his current state, it would be an exaggeration to say they are not the same person, but they are almost the same.

The bartender, Fei, sensed that Zuo Le's purpose wasn't so simple, but he absolutely didn't believe that Zuo Le intended to take over the place by himself.

“Go straight down the road on the left, to the west of the dock, to the abandoned Warehouse No. 2… Besides selling stolen goods, those guys do other business too. You’d better really be serious when you go there, or they’ll definitely be watching you.”

"Other businesses?"

"Hey, you'll see when you get there." The bartender, Fatty, gave a knowing smile that all men understood.

Zuo Le didn't dwell on the matter any longer. Just like the bartender Fei said, you'll find out what happens when you get there.

He bypassed the gate and walked along the path on the left towards the west of the dock.

There were all sorts of people on the road.

Some people gathered in twos and threes, smoking, while others, wearing masks, were quietly trading something.

Some were haggling with the streetwalkers.

Many people choose to vent and release stress here. This place should be considered the most down-to-earth, yet most wild, entertainment venue in the suburbs of Shanghai.

This is the true essence of the dockside bar street.

Zuo Le walked along the path, slowing his pace on the ramp leading to the dock warehouse.

"1, 2..."

Arriving at warehouse number 2, he looked up and glanced around.

This isn't a proper bar at all; it's a nightclub converted from an abandoned warehouse, with a sign that reads "Red Apple" hanging at the entrance.

As he approached, the doorman waved to him:

"Hey handsome, come in and have some fun."

Zuo Le stopped in her tracks, looking hesitant.

How much does it cost?

"You'll see once you go inside." The woman took Zuo Le's hand and tried to pull him inside.

Her full breasts pressed against Zuo Le's arm as she used the most primitive yet essential method to solicit customers.

Zuo Le reluctantly went inside.

The wooden door, half missing, was ajar, and under the flickering light, a cacophony of sounds and a chaotic atmosphere followed.

Before you even get fully inside, you can smell a cheap, pungent alcohol odor mixed with body odor and cheap perfume, making it smell like a stuffy fermentation tank.

Upon entering, a dozen or so men and women were huddled together on the dance floor.

They wriggled and rubbed their bodies against each other, or were simply naked.

At the table nearby, the sounds of clinking glasses, laughter, cursing, and the muffled thuds of drunkards slamming their fists on the table blended together, even the coin-operated pinball machine in the corner was being slammed and made to 'thump thump'.

On the main stage, the musicians had just finished playing a piece and were tidying up, seemingly preparing for a change of performers.

The welcoming girl, holding Zuo Le's hand, asked teasingly:

"Handsome, would you like to drink first, or just start playing? Someone as handsome as you will only cost me 200!"

"Don't rush, let me watch the show first."

"Alright then, if you want to play, remember to click on me! My name is Zhen!"

"must."

Zuo Le took out 50 yuan and stuffed it into the other person's crowded chest to get rid of them. Then he found a seat near the main table, ordered a beer, and began to observe his surroundings.

Three people sat on each side of the main stage, smoking and occasionally glancing around the area; they were probably the ones keeping watch.

"Six."

Zuo Le silently recorded the number of people, but overheard the discussion at the table behind him.

"I heard Big Pancake just brought back two college girls. How about we go give them a try?"

"A schoolgirl? Really? Don't do what happened last time, where you found two prostitutes to dress in school uniforms and call them students."

"This time the package is real. I heard they made the move directly on the way to the tutoring center, saying they wanted to boost Red Apple's popularity."

"Are they really from a respectable family? They're not like prostitutes, will they get into trouble?"

"They're all outsiders, they know what's going on. Besides, if anything goes wrong, Red Apple will take the blame. What are you afraid of? I heard they just brought them back, waiting for the auction, they haven't even been deflowered yet..."

"There's no chance of that, the price for a first virginity auction would be incredibly high."

"Sigh~ We'll just wait for the midnight show, we don't have to work tomorrow."

"Hehe, now that you mention it, it's actually worth waiting."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Le stopped using the hand gripper.

Female student?

He glanced toward the back room, then spilled some beer on himself.

After his body reeked of alcohol, he got up and walked towards the back room.

But before he could get close to the back room, he was stopped.

"Hey buddy, we can't go in this way."

Chapter 35 Good evening, everyone.

"Dude, where's the toilet? I need to find a place to relieve myself, but the toilet over there is always occupied, I'm stuck."

Zuo Le's reckless manner made the onlookers lower their guard slightly.

He pointed outside the side door:

"Over there, at the docks, there aren't so many rules. Just find a place to pee, right?"

"Is that so? Okay then."

Zuo Le scratched his head and walked out through the side door.

Outside, a makeshift container house connects to the back room, and a guard leans against the wall at the door, smoking.

He didn't look well and kept yawning, as if he had taken too much.

Zuo Le moved closer and then pretended to release water. The two were already very close, but the guard was still not alert.

The container houses offer virtually no soundproofing; from Zuo Le's position, one could already hear conversations inside.

"These two are so young, they're making me a little obsessed."

"Get out of here, pull up your pants. We're counting on those two to attract customers tonight. If you mess with them, the boss will break your leg."

"Qiangzi, there's no need to rush. There will be plenty of opportunities tomorrow."

"You know nothing. They'll be working here all day, and tomorrow morning they'll be taken by boat to lawlessness. What chance do they have..."

Lawless zone!

As a student of Mirror Sky Academy, Zuo Le naturally knew about the existence of the Lawless Zone.

They are usually formed by people who are unwilling to follow the will of the Lords of Cinder, and they vary in size, are loosely managed, chaotic, and are said to be all lawless places.

It is a gathering place for countless lawbreakers.

"Is this the business the bartender Fei was talking about? Besides drinks and selling stolen goods, there's also human trafficking..."

Zuo Le reached out, and You Gui was already in his palm.

He turned around and quietly walked towards the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper was still yawning. Perhaps it was Zuo Le's approach that made him notice, because he looked up in confusion and looked in Zuo Le's direction.

But Zuo Le was too close. In a flash, she appeared behind him and covered his mouth and nose from behind.

One slit slits his throat, then another plunges it into his back.

Zuo Le waited quietly for him to catch his breath before gently placing him on the ground.

As Zuo Le tiptoed closer to the door, the foul language inside continued. He noted the number of people talking to him; there should be at least four.

As he got closer, he heard the girl's soft sobs.

Their voices were muffled and unclear, probably because someone had gagged them.

Zuo Le glanced at the door, bolted it, but didn't lock it.

"Don't like locking the door? Great!"

in the room.

"Damn it, they won't let me do it, but they won't even let me touch it? I'm going to have some fun with my hands today."

A man knelt on the ground and tried to pull off the skirt of one of the girls. The girl screamed as hard as she could, but could only make 'woo woo' sounds.

Suddenly, the door behind me opened.

The sound stopped abruptly!

The four of them turned to look at the doorway, and when they saw Zuo Le standing there, they were all a little stunned.

Zuo Le himself also looked dazed, as if he had gone the wrong way. He looked at the two girls on the ground, then at the others, and quickly backed away.

"Excuse me, I think I've come to the wrong place. I... I'll go out right away..."

Zuo Le's tone was full of panic, and he even turned around and tried to run away.

But when he wanted to leave, the people there wouldn't allow it, and one of the thugs came over and blocked Zuo Le's way.

"Stop right there! What's going on outside? Is that little jackal asleep again?"

The man tried to grab Zuo Le, but as they passed each other, two holes suddenly appeared on his neck.

Sizzle, blood gushed out from the hole in his neck.

Then two more appeared on his chest.

"Uh……"

"I'm sorry," Zuo Le said softly, gently releasing him.

Before the others could react, the man had already crashed straight into the metal container with a 'thud'.

The thugs shifted their gaze from the dead body to Zuo Le, but all that remained was a purple mist.

When Zuo Le reappeared, he was already standing between the two thugs.

puff!

Without a second thought, You Gui slit the throat of one man with a single blow. Without the slightest hesitation, Zuo Le immediately drew his sword, turned around, and with a swift turn of the blade, plunged another stab into the heart of the man behind him.

The last person stopped in the corner of the container. He had realized how terrifying Zuo Le was and was about to scream.

But suddenly his mouth was covered from behind.

"Feel sorry."

Zuo Le's voice came quietly from beside him, still carrying a gentle and unhurried tone.

The thug's throat snapped, the warm blood soaking his chest, and he could only utter gasps.

Until his breathing gradually stopped.

After killing the last person, Zuo Le flicked his dagger twice and turned his gaze to the two bound girls.

When they noticed Zuo Le's gaze, their first reaction was to shrink into the corner.

Both of them were looking at Zuo Le. One of them had eyes full of terror, and was making whimpering screams with tears streaming down his face.