Chapter 531: Fan Lili

It was the same configuration as when they came yesterday: everyone had a large bowl full of porridge, surrounding the small square table and picking up the dishes on top. Aunt Hao and her daughter were in the kitchen, sitting on small stools, slurping their porridge.

Tie Tou and A-Watching Ajie were in the corner in their bedding, drowsy, waiting for them to finish eating so they could continue sleeping. They were all here to make a fortune, and no one had the habit of pampering anyone. Whether they were sleepy or wanted to get up was their own business.

"Xiao Mei, quickly pour a bowl of porridge for Brother Yan." Seeing Wang Yan returning after opening the door, the chubby Lao Gui opened his mouth with a smile. "How was it, Brother Yan? In this foreign land, getting up so early to wander around, didn't you sleep well?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile. "It was okay. What are you all doing today?"

"What else could we do? Sorting garbage. We don't have your special skills, so we can only endure hardship and fatigue."

Xiao Dai's sour words well explained that this group of people wasn't clean; they had already flipped through the briefcase Wang Yan brought. Because stealing 100,000 or 200,000 would only make them feel envious—that was wealth they could earn in a relatively short time. But the number 600,000-plus was neither too little for them to look down on, nor too much for them to despair. If they worked hard for half a year, they could earn it.

And Wang Yan and Tie Tou spent 100,000 on clothes, 50,000 on dinner last night, and there were 670,000 in the briefcase. Adding these together, what they saw was 830,000. Wang Yan got this money in just one day. As a result, there was some resentment of "people comparing themselves to others and dying, goods comparing themselves to goods and throwing away," and they felt unbalanced. The words they said were inevitably uncomfortable.

This kid looked like a dog's face. Yesterday he was calling Wang Yan "Brother Yan" one mouthful after another, eating plenty of meat and drinking plenty of wine. After sleeping for a night, he became unbalanced.

This mentality was very normal, and Wang Yan could understand it. He didn't pick up this topic and instead said, "Thank you all for taking us brothers in. We agreed yesterday that we would go out to find a house today and won't cause you any more trouble."

At this time, Xiao Mei brought a bowl of porridge and said with big eyes, "Brother Yan, drink your porridge."

Wang Yan thanked her, took the bowl and chopsticks, and said, "Hao Hao Dashen, why don't you and your daughter come with us? It'll be much more spacious than here."

Before Aunt Hao could speak, Xiao Mei nodded repeatedly. "Great, great."

She was young, but she was already fifteen or sixteen, and it wasn't like she didn't know what was comfortable. So many people lived here, farting and grinding their teeth every day—it was very uncomfortable. She knew Wang Yan was powerful; no matter what, the place he lived would definitely be more comfortable than this.

Aunt Hao naturally understood such a simple matter. She asked hesitantly, "Then the rent..."

"Whatever it is now, it'll be the same over there. Just do the same work—cooking, washing clothes, and cleaning the rooms. I'll give you an extra portion of money."

Seeing Aunt Hao nod, Lao Gui smiled. "That's good too. It's indeed too crowded here. It's better for you to find a more spacious place." They were renting the house as a whole, and the rent was shared. Now that three people had left, it didn't really matter, and there were always other people coming to live there.

"Being able to steal is different; you're really rich." Xiao Dai spoke again, unconvinced.

As soon as these words came out, the room fell silent. Tie Tou and A-Watching Ajie, who were drowsy, woke up instantly. They were the ones who knew best what kind of ruthless person Wang Yan was...

Xiao Dai was just being sharp-tongued. This kind of cynical attitude always existed in daily life, and most people wouldn't bother to pay attention to it, just retorting a couple of times.

But when it came to Wang Yan, he wouldn't tolerate this bad habit. He smiled, put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and walked to Xiao Dai. "Put down the bowl and chopsticks. They were bought with money, don't waste them."

Seeing that Wang Yan intended to find trouble, Xiao Dai's temper flared up. He put the bowl heavily on the small table and stood up directly. His face was only a palm's length away from Wang Yan's, and he reached out to push Wang Yan. "What? Want to fight? Just a thief, what's so great about you?"

His hand had just touched Wang Yan when it was tightly gripped by Wang Yan's left hand. At the same time, his right hand was as fast as lightning, and before he could react, it tightly pinched his neck. Then he felt his body empty, the world spinning, and with a sharp pain transmitted to his central nervous system, he had already been heavily smashed onto the tatami board by Wang Yan.

Before Xiao Dai could scream in pain, Wang Yan slapped him across the face, hard enough to slap his scream back, and then punched him in the chest, turning his scream—which was blocked by extreme pain—into a muffled groan.

Such actions all happened in a flash. Tie Tou, who had a "I knew it" look, pulled A-Watching Ajie, who wanted to speak out to stop him, and shook his head at him. Aunt Hao tightly covered her daughter's mouth, not letting her scream and attract more trouble. The other men wanted to go up and pull Wang Yan away, but Wang Yan just swept them away lightly.

Lao Gui, who had already stepped aside, stood out as the big brother of this house to smooth things over. "Brother Yan, Xiao Dai just has a fast mouth; he didn't mean it. You've beaten him, so your anger should be gone. I think let's just forget it."

As the saying goes, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. Why was Tie Tou called Tie Tou? Because he was stubborn, straightforward, had some strength, was afraid of no one, and generally no one dared to provoke him. His head was quite "iron," and it just happened that his name had the word "iron" in it, so he got the nickname Tie Tou. Then what about Lao Gui? As the name suggests, this guy was deep, had many tricks in his brain, liked to play tricks, and had schemes. He looked kind, but was actually bad. He was the one who was later killed by the Hong Kong guy who was crazy about making money.

Xiao Dai finding trouble with him might not have been something Lao Gui said privately, stirring up some of Xiao Dai's thoughts, but now he was standing out to play the role of a good person and a referee, earning benefits from both sides. Lao Gui wasn't called that for nothing; he was insidious.

Wang Yan pinched Xiao Dai's neck, not letting him shout, and looked at Lao Gui with a fierce look in his eyes. "Get out of the way. If you play the good person in front of me again, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Lao Gui's eyes flickered, and he smiled awkwardly, stepping back two steps without saying anything more. He knew Xiao Dai clearly. Although he looked lean, he actually had some strength. Except for being bullied by those in the gangster circle, he had never suffered a loss on weekdays. But just now, he watched as Wang Yan first lifted Xiao Dai up and then smashed him heavily on the ground. Xiao Dai couldn't react at all, and he was still stunned now. He had misjudged; this lone thief wasn't a rat, but a ruthless person who wanted his life.

No one said anything more this time. Wang Yan began to beat Xiao Dai mercilessly. While beating him, he muttered about Xiao Dai being a white-eyed wolf and having no humanity. Yesterday he ate and drank his fill, and today he forgot the kindness and was cynical with him.

He said these words to Xiao Dai, and of course, he also said them to the others present. You can't be a white-eyed wolf; you have to know what's good and what's bad.

After seven or eight minutes of beating, Xiao Dai was already bruised and swollen, covered in blood. Wang Yan finally stopped, bent down, grabbed his collar, and slapped him again to wake him up. He still had that gentle smile. "Say you're wrong."

Xiao Dai coughed, narrowed his eyes, and spoke haltingly. "I'm wrong, Brother Yan, don't hit me anymore, I'll be beaten to death, Brother Yan, I'm really wrong."

Another slap, and Wang Yan asked, "Are you convinced?"

"Convinced! Really convinced, Brother Yan, I'm convinced, I'm wrong, don't hit me anymore."

Satisfied, Wang Yan let go, letting Xiao Dai fall heavily to the ground like he had no bones, rolling around to relieve the immense pain in his body.

"Stop howling, it's just superficial injuries; you'll be fine in ten days or half a month." Wang Yan looked down at the blood on his hands and said, "A-Watching Ajie, give him 100,000 so he can have a good rest."

As soon as the words fell, before A-Watching Ajie could reply, Xiao Dai stopped howling. "Thank you, Brother Yan, thank you, Brother Yan. It was my fault. Once I've recovered, just tell me if you need anything."

"Control your mouth in the future. Alright, it's no big deal, let's eat."

Wang Yan waved his hand and went to the kitchen to wash his hands, not forgetting to care for Aunt Hao and her daughter. "Don't be afraid, it's just that Xiao Dai has a sharp mouth; a beating will fix it. I'm such a big man, how could I make things difficult for you mother and daughter? Eat!"

Aunt Hao and Xiao Mei hurriedly picked up their rice bowls and drank their porridge silently.

Everyone else had already picked up their bowls, but their eyes were all looking at Xiao Dai, who was lying there baring his teeth but suppressing his voice.

A-Watching Ajie recovered relatively quickly this time, because he had already witnessed Wang Yan's strength yesterday. Although Xiao Dai looked miserable now, he knew that Wang Yan really hadn't used much force. He was very sure of this, because the slaps yesterday were much heavier.

Looking at the pitiful Xiao Dai, he pulled the briefcase from the corner, counted ten 10,000-yen banknotes from it, and placed them beside Xiao Dai. "Here, I'll go buy some medicine later and wipe it for you so you can recover faster."

Although Xiao Dai was in pain, he still smiled, grabbed the money and stuffed it into his pocket, stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, and started slurping his rice porridge with trembling hands.

Tie Tou looked at it from the side, his face distorted, feeling disgusted—this was just being cheap, looking for a beating for no reason.

He had a new understanding of his big brother; he was very capable. He beat Xiao Dai and gave him 100,000 to recover. He didn't beat him for nothing, and it didn't delay Xiao Dai's livelihood. He was very reasonable. Xiao Dai got punished for his sharp mouth and also had his resentment eliminated.

And others saw this, knowing that Wang Yan was not easy to provoke, and even more so that Wang Yan was very reasonable and had humanity. In this room, Wang Yan's words were already more useful than Lao Gui's.

Actually, it wasn't as much as Tie Tou thought. It was very simple: Wang Yan could fight, the people in the room didn't dare to provoke him, and he gave money for repairs after beating Xiao Dai. So if they did things for Wang Yan, would he treat them badly?

The key to sitting in a leadership position is only one point: whether you can bring benefits to others. Going a step further, the key to sitting in a leadership position for a long time is whether you can distribute benefits well.

On this basis, if you have desperate martial power like him, it's even better. Because leaders mostly have no sense of security, and the sense of security that comes from one's own power is unparalleled...

Breakfast time passed in silence. After breakfast, Lao Gui and the others didn't stay at all, and they all left after greeting Wang Yan politely, especially Lao Gui, who was the most honest. His business wasn't over yet; Xiao Dai would have to find trouble with him later.

"Brother Yan, I'll tell you the truth. Yesterday, my hands were itchy, and I opened that briefcase and saw the money inside. Lao Gui told me that thieves are all timid and afraid of trouble, and he said you were arrogant, using 50,000 to humiliate us and look down on us. I believed his ghost words at the time and said it without thinking today, offending you. I'm sorry, I was wrong. However, Brother Yan, although you hit me, my mouth is sharp, and I don't resent you. You gave me 100,000 to take care of my body. I've been out for so many years, and no one has ever treated me so well. Brother Yan, I said just now that once I've recovered, just tell me if you need anything; I'm absolutely sincere."

Everyone else had left, and Aunt Hao and her daughter were cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen. Xiao Dai didn't say a word and sold Lao Gui out first.

"You're useless to me, I don't believe you. Think about it yourself. Yesterday you were still wearing the same pair of pants as Lao Gui, and now that I've beaten you, you've sold Lao Gui out. How can you expect me to believe you? Don't you even understand such a simple principle?" Wang Yan puffed on his cigarette and waved his hand to stop Xiao Dai's words. He continued, "It's useless to say it with your lips. You have to show me what you do, understand? Rest well and heal your injuries; I'll have use for you later."

"Brother Yan, don't worry, I mean what I say. I'll listen to you even if I have to go through fire and water."

Ignoring the two-hundred-and-fifty who was excitedly patting his chest and baring his teeth in pain, Wang Yan looked at A-Watching Ajie on the side. "Let's go, let's tidy up and go look for a house. Let's try to move in today; this place is still too crowded."

A-Watching Ajie nodded. "Brother Yan, you have to be mentally prepared. We're black-listed, so generally, no one is willing to rent to us. Those who are willing are the old places like where we are now, but the houses aren't very good."

"I think the most chaotic place in Tokyo is Shinjuku. It's a mix of good and bad, and you're familiar with it, so it's better to live here. I just want a big place where we can be sheltered from the wind and rain and live comfortably. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad; you just contact them."

"Alright, let's go." A-Watching Ajie stood up. "Xiao Dai, I'll buy you some medicine when I get back. Rest well."

As he spoke, he walked to the corner, picked up the briefcase, and when he saw the two bags on the side, he turned back to look at Tie Tou and looked at Wang Yan together with Tie Tou.

"Take them together. I won't come back later. You bring Aunt Hao and her daughter over when you come back."

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Tie Tou walked over and picked up a bag in each hand. The face value of the Japanese yen was large, and 8 million wasn't very heavy. If they were all 10,000-yen banknotes, it would only be eight bundles. The reason why two bags were used was because the face values were different, mostly scattered notes, and even some coins.

Thus, Wang Yan and Tie Tou followed A-Watching Ajie out to find an intermediary to rent a house. At this time, the people on the street had all come out to be active. Through their skin color, one could see that they came from different continents, and through their language, one could know they came from different countries. The personnel composition was very complex, and it was very chaotic.

Through this movie, one knew that the Japanese government and police were very clear and understood this situation. Moreover, these people were walking on the street in such a bright and open way; it was impossible not to know.

The difficulty of handling illegal immigrants wasn't small, and originally, Japan also needed a large number of such people to build their country, so they just turned a blind eye. So instead of striking and arresting everywhere, it was better to let them spontaneously form gatherings, which would be easier to supervise, and the administrative costs would be much lower. Therefore, they were intentionally controlling and cleaning up regularly.

It was daytime now, and it was far from the time for those illegal immigrants to be active. At night, it should be even livelier...

As long as there was money to be made, there would inevitably be people doing it. It was the same situation as the intermediaries who introduced jobs; the intermediaries who introduced houses were also Chinese who had settled here earlier. Compared to finding a job, the difficulty of renting a house was much higher.

Because people care about their own houses, and these illegal immigrants had no guarantees, they didn't cherish the houses and didn't pay much attention to environmental hygiene. But this place was chaotic, and the houses couldn't be sold for a high price. It wouldn't do for the houses to be empty, and renting to these illegal immigrants could command a much higher rent, which was something they couldn't give up.

So at this time, the role of the intermediary was reflected. They had Japanese nationality, or could even be said to be Japanese, and they couldn't run away. Because of this, while introducing houses, they also had to act as guarantors, and if there was a problem, the intermediary had to pay.

Under such circumstances, one could imagine how high the intermediary fee for renting a house was.

Of course, Wang Yan now had a huge sum of over 8 million, so he naturally didn't care. Even if he were penniless, he could make the intermediary pay the rent for him; he was capable of such things. Threats and intimidation were things he was always good at.

He was very decisive. He looked at a total of three houses and settled on a single-family house not far from where A-Watching Ajie and the others were originally. However, this one was much larger than where A-Watching Ajie and the others lived, with a garage and a courtyard, and evergreen pine trees were planted in the courtyard. The wooden steps at the door and the large eaves still had that Japanese feeling. Of course, if one were to trace the feeling, it was much more advanced than when he was an emperor.

He paid the rent happily and bought some miscellaneous daily necessities and changes of clothes. When A-Watching Ajie brought Aunt Hao and her daughter over, he let the mother and daughter clean up. He found this mother and daughter to be nannies, and it could be considered doing a good deed. In this place, the mother and daughter were dependent on each other and couldn't live well at all.

Just like that, a busy day passed, and they finally had a place to stay here.

In the evening, they ate and drank to warm the pot symbolically. Aunt Hao took her daughter to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, while Wang Yan and the two sat comfortably on the sofa, puffing on cigarettes.

"Brother Yan, Brother Tie Tou, do you want to go out and wander around? It's very lively here at night. There are people from everywhere, and people doing everything. There's plenty to eat and drink, and there are big foreign mares from the West. It's very comfortable. How about it? Let's go enjoy it? My treat! Let's go bomb Tokyo together."

Tie Tou looked puzzled. "What big foreign mares, what bomb Tokyo?"

"Oh, it's women from Western countries, big breasts and round buttocks. Bomb Tokyo, it's just bombing..." A-Watching Ajie giggled, looking lewd, his waist thrusting forward one by one in the void. "They all call it that, and I learned it from them. They also said this is the first lesson when you come here."

"No, no, I'm not going." Tie Tou waved his hand repeatedly.

"Why? Still keeping yourself for Xiu Xiu?"

Wang Yan saw the disapproval on A-Watching Ajie's face. In fact, A-Watching Ajie had always known about Xiu Xiu's situation, knowing that Zhang Xiu had become Eguchi Ketsuko. It was likely that he hadn't told the truth about Xiu Xiu's situation to Tie Tou over the years; otherwise, Tie Tou would have come over long ago. After all, Xiu Xiu had become a prostitute, and that Eguchi Toshinari of the Sanhe Society was just one of many customers—perhaps he played well, so he married her home and even had a child. A-Watching Ajie could never have told Tie Tou about Xiu Xiu being a prostitute.

He smiled. "A-Watching Ajie, don't bring up things that shouldn't be brought up. If you don't want to go, don't go. It's also quite good to go out to eat and drink. You two go play. I'll go out and wander around by myself later. No need for A-Watching Ajie to treat. Put it on my tab. 100,000 should be enough, right? Here, Tie Tou, follow A-Watching Ajie and have a good time. I won't follow you; be careful and don't cause trouble, otherwise, I'm afraid you'll suffer."

You are the biggest trouble... This was the common inner voice of Tie Tou and A-Watching Ajie. They had only been here for two days, and yesterday he beat up four little gangsters. Looking at it, he followed them to their lair and wiped them out. Today, he gave Xiao Dai a heavy beating. Now he was telling them to be careful...

Exhaling a long puff of smoke and calming this little emotion, Tie Tou said, "Brother Yan, thank you."

"Here we go again." Wang Yan patted Tie Tou on the shoulder. "We met because of fate, and since it's fate, we should cherish it. Just because you gave me a flatbread, I recognize you as my brother. So, don't be so polite. Go, go feel the foreign customs with A-Watching Ajie."

Tie Tou said "um." "A-Watching Ajie said he wanted to find work for tomorrow night. I'll go see with him. If I find work, I'll go earn money tomorrow. Then Brother Yan, A-Watching Ajie and I are leaving first."

A-Watching Ajie also greeted him, took the money Wang Yan had just given him, stuffed it into his pocket, and left with Tie Tou. Spending this money felt comfortable; it was like eating a big meal.

After they left, Wang Yan chatted with Aunt Hao and her daughter while watching TV until the sky outside was completely dark, then got up and went out, heading in the direction of Kabukicho.

Soon, he arrived at the "You Yi Cun" in a remote corner on the periphery of Kabukicho that he had seen in the morning.

Unlike the morning, this shop had its doors wide open, the plaque was lit, and there was even a pink sign that said "Wine," indicating a wide range of business.

Wang Yan didn't think much and walked straight into the shop.

As soon as he entered, he saw a plump woman with wine-red hair, bangs, a melon-shaped face, big eyes, and bright red lips smiling and greeting him, asking in Japanese, "Welcome, sir, please come in."

Wang Yan nodded, went to the bar to sit down with her, ordered a Yamazaki whiskey with ice, turned his head to look at the plump woman beside him, and asked in Chinese, "I saw your sign outside saying Chinese restaurant, but I don't see any sign of a Chinese restaurant inside, and instead, you've set up a bar?"

She blinked her big eyes in surprise and asked, "You're Chinese?"

"Is there a problem with my Chinese?"

"Oh, of course that's not what I meant." The woman seemed to be interested, sat on the high stool beside him, and said, "It's just that your attire is similar to the people here, and you know, we all have the same skin color, and the culture has some similarities, so it's not easy to distinguish without opening your mouth. People who just came are usually okay. You should have been here for a long time, right? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"Then you guessed wrong. I just smuggled myself over yesterday. I saw you had Chinese food written here, so I came in to taste the Chinese food opened here. But not only did I not see any Chinese food, it seems... it's not very proper either."

"You're really interesting when you talk. This is the periphery of Kabukicho. Look at those girls dressed in flowers; do you still not understand what it means?" The woman laughed, her chest shaking up and down. "Chinese food is just for drinking; it's not that delicious. It's just to fool the little devils here. Just deal with it; the main thing is to drink with the girls."

Wang Yan looked at her shaking fullness without hiding it, estimated it, and it must be a pair of D-cups. He raised an eyebrow and said, "So you're a pimp? Oh, no, they seem to be called Mama-san?"

"Is there a problem?"

"Of course there's no problem. On the contrary, I'm very happy. May I ask, are you still taking jobs?"

"That depends on your performance and sincerity." The woman threw a wink at Wang Yan, then retracted her charm and asked suspiciously, "Seriously, you really just came for two days?"

"Is there a problem?"

"It doesn't look like it, it really doesn't look like it. I know what people who smuggle themselves over look like. I've seen too many of them over the years. Most of them are cautious, go everywhere in groups, and are afraid of causing trouble. And many of them are in rags. You're different—head held high, back straight, and the way you look at people is different. And this outfit, it must be 40,000 or 50,000, right? You can afford it just after arriving? Or is there some treasure at home?"

"Leaving home and family, crossing the ocean to come here—what is it for? It's to earn a fortune. If I didn't have any ability, I wouldn't have come. Like

"What did I come all this way for, leaving my home and business behind, abandoning my roots, and crossing the ocean? It's to make big money. If I didn't have some ability, I wouldn't have come. What's the point of being like those other people, doing the dirtiest work for the least amount of pay?" Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, beckoned to a waiter not far away to bring some snacks to go with the drinks, clinked glasses with this woman, and asked: "Is this shop yours?"

"Yeah, I've been here seven years, and this is all I've managed to save up."

"How did you get a long-term residence permit?"

"I don't have one of those; I have citizenship here."

"How did you manage that?"

The woman laughed: "Wouldn't I have it if I married a local?"

Wang Yan nodded; that was indeed a good method. Looking at the situation, that local was obviously already dead. Either an old man, or a young guy who had an accident.

The two of them took another sip of wine, and he smiled: "We've been chatting for quite a while now, and I still don't know what to call you. My name is Wang Yan, my hometown is in Liaoning Province, how about you?"

"Fan Lili, from Qingdao in Shandong Province."

Glancing at the flashy girls accompanying customers for drinks, Wang Yan tilted his head: "Are they all Chinese girls?"

"What else? It's just sticking together for warmth. What? Do you look down on us?"

"No, after all, they're all women, they can't do heavy labor. I see they still have some looks, and this place is so prosperous, there are too many temptations. Without someone to protect them, or if their resolve isn't firm, walking down this path is only a matter of time. It's all for the sake of living, any way of living is a way, I understand that very well."

Lili stared intently at Wang Yan's eyes, seeing only openness and sincerity. She sighed: "When I first came over, I had such high hopes, but once I arrived, I discovered the reality wasn't like that at all. It's not easy for anyone..."

Wang Yan laughed and clinked glasses with her, tilted his head back, and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp: "Lili, we can consider ourselves acquaintances now, can you let me drink some real wine?"

Lili, who had been feeling a bit sentimental, was suddenly pulled out of it. Hearing Wang Yan mention fake wine, she didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed and turned to instruct the waiter on the side: "Xiao Peng, bring a bottle of real Yamazaki, and cut up a fruit platter."

The waiter named Xiao Peng bent down, pulled an unopened bottle of new wine from the cabinet below, placed it on the bar, then turned and ran to the back kitchen to bring out a fruit platter, smiling at Wang Yan.

Opening the wine and pouring it into the glass, Wang Yan took a sip, only then nodding, and eating the snacks on the table.

Seeing him act this way, Lili explained: "No choice, it's all like this, selling real wine earns less. How did you taste it? You were in the country before, you shouldn't have drunk this wine, right? Let alone drunk it, you probably hadn't even heard the name, right?"

"Isn't there a saying, wine is the essence of grain? This fake wine of yours that's been watered down has no grain flavor."

"You know quite a lot." Lili said with a coquettish pout, leaning slightly closer to Wang Yan: "Hey, tell me, what did you do back in your hometown?"

"Just a small-time hoodlum." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, then looked toward the entrance: "It seems you have trouble coming."

Hearing this, Lili turned to look and saw two men standing at the entrance with aggressive expressions. Seeing Lili sitting at the bar, they walked straight over.

Wang Yan, drinking his wine, couldn't help but shake his head. Why is there this kind of bullshit everywhere? Is it really that hard to get by in Japan...