Chapter 965 Holding Back Your Words

Latest website: The name of this incident slowed down Chen Chuan.

After all, the name is a bit deceiving.

However, Chen Chuan also knew the urinary properties of the system to some extent and would pretend to be sophisticated, so he calmly waited for the follow-up.

"Ding! The [Blood-stained Tokyo] event is a free-play event. There are no requirements. The host can play whatever he wants. It will be automatically settled after three days and the rewards will be random. Event keyword: The more, the merrier."

System prompts flashed.

"Freedom to express yourself? It's quite novel. What kind of blood stain is it? Is chicken blood or duck blood okay?" Chen Chuan was confused.

Then I thought about it, chicken blood is fine, but duck blood is fine.

Chen Chuan looked at Miss Hinata on the side again.

Hinata smiled appropriately.

At this time, Chen Chuan's outgoing call was answered.

A soft voice of a young Japanese woman came out, which was translated as asking: "Hey, who is it?"

Chen Chuan said: "I am... the person who is destined in your life. In the Qiuyue Case Office in the red light district of Xinqu Station... there is a young man named Song, 187cm tall. He is in trouble. Can you help me?"

"Is it you...? Okay, I understand." The woman pondered for a moment, then hung up the phone without asking any more questions.

Chen Chuan also hung up the phone.

Ms. Hinata on the side asked: "Mr. Chen, did you ask a friend in Tokyo for help? If it is your friend who has friction with the Red Light District Sumitomo Association, our firm can also help solve the problem. The result will satisfy you and your friend." "

"Thank you, I won't bother you." Chen Chuan said.

He just called Sakurai Fumizuki. The woman who was bound to the system props and had full loyalty.

Since the system determined that she had the highest overall quality within 500 meters around her at that time, then...she must have two brushes. As for how many there are, we don’t know yet, but there must be some.

Therefore, Song Jinyi's small problem was left to her to test her ability and loyalty.

As for the invitation to watch a movie from this cute Japanese girl next to me,

Chen Chuan also agreed.

Half past eleven at night.

Chen Chuan and Miss Hinata were sitting in the cinema watching a regular movie.

The two of them were sitting in the couple's seat.

The seats surround the two of them, with no barriers between them, making it easier for the young couple to cuddle.

Chen Chuan put his hand on Hinata's leg.

Hinata didn't refuse, but gently took the initiative to get closer.

Chen Chuan further held her slender waist, but she did not refuse, and moved closer, almost right next to Chen Chuan.

The two of them were in physical contact, so there was no distance between them.

The fresh fragrance hits your nostrils, with a strange feeling, the scent of an island girl.

Miss Hinata rested her head on Chen Chuan's shoulder, like a gentle and lovely wife, accompanying her husband to watch a movie.

Chen Chuan looked down at her.

She asked softly: "Can you rely on me?"

"Okay." Chen Chuan said, "Any other requests?"

"If you can, please Mr. Chen hold Jujiang tightly, can you?" she asked softly.

Chen Chuan raised his arms and put his arms around her shoulders.

She leaned into Chen Chuan's arms coquettishly and said with a smile: "Try harder..."

Chen Chuan used a little more force.

She fell into Chen Chuan's arms, the smile on her face slowly froze, and she looked seriously into Chen Chuan's eyes: "Chuan Sang... I got to know you because of the house, but the reason for inviting you to watch the movie is not just to thank you for the super gift." Shan...I wanted to express my affection for you implicitly, but...your handsomeness and temperament prevent me from being more subtle, so I can only be so bold. But please understand, Kiku-chan is not a casual girl..."

"Stop talking and kiss me!" Chen Chuan said.

"Well, Arigado!" Miss Hinata thanked him sweetly, then put her hands around Chen Chuan's neck and kissed him.

Her kissing skills were not awkward, not like Amin's who was so nervous that he closed his mouth tightly...but...indescribable, gentle and serious that he imagined on his own.

Indeed, Chen Chuan tasted a kiss from a neon girl who was not perfunctory and serious.

This is also the first time.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological feeling, but I always feel that this little woman has the attributes of a cute little wife. She is extremely gentle and submissive. It seems that no matter what she is asked to do, she will obediently agree.

In the cinema.

The sound of the movie seems to be in the sky.

Chen Chuan really felt the kiss of the neon lady, and clearly understood an idiom, full of warmth.

"Kawa-san, your hands, Yami..."

…

Meanwhile, in the red light district.

In a store.

Song Jinyi held his stomach and retreated to the corner. He looked at the scene in horror: the long-haired young man who had just beaten him was comparing the blows with a knife. Then...swipe down with his little finger.

"Ah!!!" The young man cried out in pain, blood bursting out of his little finger.

Song Jinyi was horrified when he saw it, damn, is this little Japanese guy sick? Playing for real? Pull yourself? Those are fingers, ten fingers connected to the heart?

Then, he looked at the few people who had just come in. Among them was a woman with long hair, wearing a black suit and sunglasses.

It turned out that Song Jin intended to be beaten and was beaten wildly by the long-haired young man.

But just now, this Japanese woman in a suit walked in, followed by six young men in gray suits.

The Japanese woman asked a few questions, and the long-haired young man slapped her very hard, and then scratched her fingers with a knife.

This made Song Jinyi completely unaware of what was happening.

The woman in a suit took Song Jinyi's ID card, passport and other documents, came over, presented them with both hands, and apologized in unskilled Mandarin: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, please forgive me."

Song Jinyi took his ID: "What do you mean? A 180-degree change in attitude?"

The man in the suit delivered an envelope with a bulging envelope with both hands.

"I apologize, and I hope Mr. Song will accept it." The woman in the suit added, "Today is late, Mr. Song can go back and rest first. If you feel energetic tomorrow, you can go to the Songtao Yashi on this street to have tea and Ranpo-chan. I will order people to treat you well."

Song Jinyi blinked and saw in front of him the Japanese woman who called herself "Ranpo-chan". Although she was wearing sunglasses, she had snow-white skin, a straight nose, and sexy cherry red lips. You could tell by looking at her face that she was a peerless beauty.

Moreover, he has a nice speaking voice. Although he speaks poor Mandarin, his voice is extremely comfortable to listen to. It is the kind of tone that makes a man feel happy both physically and mentally. And this tone was a little cold, a little polite, a little respectful and a little gentle.

Where did this top-notch woman come from to be so polite to my brother?

Song Jinyi took the envelope, opened it and took a look, oh, there was a pile of 10,000 yuan banknotes. The banknotes of Neon Country are light yellow in color, and the higher the face value, the darker the color.

"I don't want the money, one yard for the other. That long-haired boy just beat me for so long, I have to beat him back. If he cuts his finger, that's his own business. Don't worry about it, I'll be one-on-one with him." "Song Jinyi wiped the nosebleed from just now.

The woman in a suit nodded and bowed: "Mr. Song, please."

Song Jin said, "I'm not welcome." He stepped forward and kicked the long-haired young man in the heart who was covering his bleeding fingers.

Bang!

The young man from the island country was kicked out.