Chapter 9

Yunyi stuffed the yellowed booklets spread on the ground into his bag. He glanced at the messy bedding on the floor and the used tissues scattered around after his self-pleasure. The wind from downstairs rushed in through the large hole, finally dispersing the lingering stench. But at this moment, Yunyi felt a bit lost, thinking to himself: he was about to leave this place along with the fading stench.

The rental apartment was already cold, and the large hole made it even colder, causing Yunyi to shiver involuntarily.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" came a fierce knocking on the door. Yunyi snapped his fingers and started to mouth words.

As if on cue, the landlord's harsh voice followed Yunyi's mouth movements: "Yunyi, stop pretending! I can hear the noise! If you don't open the door, I'll break it down! The cost of the broken door will be on you!"

Yunyi lowered his head and walked to the door, wondering why the landlord had no creativity at all.

He opened the door slightly and blocked the entrance with a sycophantic smile: "Landlord, hello."

The landlord, who was used to Yunyi's face when he was behind on rent, immediately frowned: "You haven't paid rent for a month! Yunyi! If you don't pay up today, you'll have to move out. My house is in high demand, with graduates and migrant workers all looking for places to live."

"I..." Yunyi started to speak.

The landlord immediately interrupted: "Don't make excuses! If you don't pay the rent today, you must leave."

"I didn't say I wouldn't pay. My salary was just deposited today. I was just about to go downstairs to get the money for you!"

"Really?" The landlord looked at Yunyi with suspicion.

"Of course. The reason I didn't come right away is that a classmate sent me a very exciting video. I was enjoying it, and I planned to come after I finished."

"A very exciting video!" The landlord's lecherous face relaxed, his small eyes gleaming as he looked at Yunyi.

"Yes, very exciting. It's even an uncensored one!"

"Really exciting!"

"Yes! And it's even in Mandarin!"

"Mandarin!" The landlord's mouth drooled a bit.

"The title is: 'Landlord and His Female Tenants.avi'!" Yunyi chuckled.

The landlord's oily face completely relaxed, but he pretended to be serious: "Go get the money quickly. I'm quite busy, but since you're a good guy, I'll watch your place for a bit! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Alright, but it's very cold in my room. It's like a freezer in this weather. Landlord, you're only wearing a pair of shorts. Won't you be cold in my room?" Yunyi felt a bit jealous. The landlord seemed to enjoy seeing others suffer: when it was hot, Yunyi wanted to peel off his skin, but the landlord wore a thick coat, boasting about his air conditioning. When it was cold, he wore only shorts and a bare, fat upper body, complaining about the heat in his house.

"No problem! No problem! Go quickly and come back quickly! My room is very warm, it's scorching!" The landlord smiled innocently.

Yunyi gritted his teeth and chuckled: "Alright!" He then opened the door, and the landlord eagerly rushed in. Yunyi stepped aside, walked out, and locked the door from the outside. He knocked on the door: "Landlord, take your time! I'm off!"

He could hear angry shouts from inside the door.

"Wow, I didn't realize the door was so soundproof. I can't even hear the shouting from here." Yunyi chuckled, slung his bag over his shoulder, and whistled as he walked down the stairs.

He stepped onto the bustling street, where the night had already fallen, but the neon lights were flashing, and the sounds of cars and people were still loud.

Thinking of the disgusting landlord's angry face when he saw the large hole and then shivering in the cold, Yunyi felt a sense of satisfaction.

With a smile on his face, he looked up and saw a stinky garbage bin a few steps away, with a large puddle of sewage next to it.

"Garbage bin. Strange." Yunyi muttered, but still reluctantly walked over to it.

"What are you doing! Kid! This is my territory!"

As soon as Yunyi reached the garbage bin, a beggar wearing tattered, black, and smelly clothes blocked his way.

The beggar glared at Yunyi with hostility and quickly reached into the garbage bin: "These are all mine!"

Yunyi was almost driven mad: "Damn, do I look like a beggar?"

He looked down and saw his reflection in the puddle of sewage: messy hair like a bird's nest, a drowsy face, a loose long-sleeved T-shirt, and a pair of jeans. Even in the sewage, it was clear that he hadn't washed for at least a month.

"Damn! I've become such a mess!" He cursed and was about to tidy himself up in the reflection.

"Smack!"

A white car drove by, splashing Yunyi with sewage, even getting some on his lips.

"Screech!"

The car stopped near a hotel. The door opened, and a young man in a well-tailored suit stepped out, glanced at Yunyi with disdain, and stood by the car, taking out a cigarette and deliberately shaking the pack.

Yunyi angrily hit the garbage bin, startling the beggar who was picking up bottles.

He paused by the garbage bin and then walked toward the young man.

Seeing Yunyi approach, the young man looked a bit nervous, took out his phone, and made a gesture to call someone.

Yunyi completely ignored his actions and walked straight over, standing next to the young man and grinning.

The young man was taken aback and then sneered.

Yunyi rudely leaned in.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Yunyi lifted his leg and started wiping his sewage-soaked shoes on the young man's clean pants.

"Security! Security!"

At this moment, a girl in a black skirt and stockings walked out of the hotel, clearly the person the young man was waiting for. Seeing Yunyi wiping his shoes on the young man's pants, she panicked and called out.

"What's going on! What's going on!"

Several security guards quickly arrived. The young man, who had been extremely nervous, regained his courage upon seeing the girl and the security guards, and glared at Yunyi: "You dirty beggar, have you had enough? Do you know who I am?"

"Damn, who cares who you are? Are your eyes for decoration? You splashed me with water!" Yunyi, still smelling the sewage on his lips, shouted back.

"You, a beggar, dare to talk to me like this! Do you know what kind of car that is? So what if it splashed you with water! Running over someone like you would dirty my car!" The young man, who had no courage earlier, took out a wad of cash and handed it to the security guards: "Give this beggar a good beating! Teach him to recognize cars!"

The girl in the black skirt and stockings glanced at Yunyi with disdain and then walked over to the young man, cooing: "Don't bother with such a lowly person, don't get angry..."

The security guards, enticed by the money, surrounded Yunyi.

"Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!"

The sound of a motorcycle engine roared.

"Screech!"

A screeching brake sound, and a motorcycle sharply turned in front of the white car, leaving a noticeable black skid mark on the ground. The motorcycle's sudden turn made the white car shake.

"Honk! Honk! Honk!"

The car's alarm sounded.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!" The young man shouted angrily.

The security guards also rushed over.

Yunyi looked at the car.

A deep black motorcycle had stopped in front of the car. The motorcycle was matte black, tall, and long, with wheels nearly half a meter wide. The engine was still running, and the exhaust pipe, like a cannon, continuously spewed blue smoke with a "Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!" sound.

A girl in a tight short-sleeved leather jacket and a short black leather skirt, with long black boots and black stockings, was riding the motorcycle.

"Are you free?" The girl took off her black helmet, revealing a furious face.

"I..." Yunyi swallowed and stammered, trying to explain.

"Get on the bike, no nonsense!" Ling Jianan shouted impatiently.

"Okay!" Yunyi quickly responded and ran over to the motorcycle.

Ling Jianan's sudden appearance and the stunning motorcycle left the young man and the security guards stunned until Yunyi got on the bike.

"Want to leave! You dirtied my pants; now you hit my car!" The young man shouted angrily.

"Stop them!" The girl beside the young man also shouted at the security guards.

"Put it on!" Ling Jianan ignored them, threw a helmet to Yunyi, and coldly put on her own helmet.

"Okay!" Yunyi fumbled to put on the helmet.

"Vroom! Vroom! Vroom! Whoosh!"

A sharp sound, and a cloud of smoke sprayed toward the young man and the security guards, making them cough.

The motorcycle shot forward like an arrow.

"Damn!"

The sudden speed made Yunyi catch his breath, lean back, and then lurch forward.

After a moment, he felt a smooth sensation in his hands and looked down to see that his hands were on Ling Jianan's waist.

Ling Jianan's black leather jacket was very short, leaving her white, slender waist completely exposed. The smooth feeling made Yunyi feel intoxicated: "Damn, this feeling is not comparable to self-pleasure."

"Hmm?"

Two beams of white light shone from behind. Yunyi turned his head and felt a bit worried. The white car was chasing them, and from the speed, Yunyi was sure the young man was extremely angry.