Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

Osaka, on the bustling main street.

A young girl dressed in a blue Hanfu, whose attire stood out from those around her, carried a black box on her back and walked slowly.

She looked at the bustling streets around her, a look of sorrow on her face.

Osaka is so big, how am I supposed to find it? And she doesn't speak Japanese.

Dejected, Jialan walked out of the bustling main street and onto a quiet, secluded street with few people.

"Eight!"

"Kurusu!"

'Ah ah...'

But just then, from a dimly lit street corner, came shouts that sounded like those of someone charging into battle.

Upon hearing the sound, Jialan looked over and saw a group of thugs fighting, wielding steel pipes and short knives.

They were wearing different outfits, one side was brightly colored and the other was a very formal black suit, giving them a gangster vibe.

Garan didn't want to get involved with these gangs, but just as he was about to leave,

A familiar voice was heard.

"Damn it, dare to mess with me again!"

With such fluent pronunciation of traditional Chinese opera, who else could he be but a swaggering guy?

Garan paused, and by the dim light, turned to look at the chaotic crowd.

He was wearing a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves, holding a baseball bat on his shoulder.

He stood with his feet on the struggling thugs, his eyes sharp and piercing.

Seeing that their boss had been thoroughly subdued, the thugs' fighting spirit immediately diminished.

Shen Qingzhu wiped her nose and looked up at the flashy thugs.

He didn't speak, and even if he did, they wouldn't understand.

With just those cold, piercing eyes, a powerful aura instantly descended upon the thug.

Their hands, which held weapons, began to tremble involuntarily.

Shen Qingzhu's face was cold and stern. He pointed the baseball bat on his shoulder at the thugs and slowly spoke.

"Kurus! (Kill)"

At a command, thirty or forty men dressed in black suits swung their weapons with a series of cracking sounds.

The uniform clothing, the dim lighting, and the sounds of weapons all contributed to the atmosphere.

The momentum of the thirty or forty-plus charge reached its peak immediately.

The leaderless thugs were so frightened that they scattered and fled, abandoning their weapons.

Shen Qingzhu slowly walked out from the dimly lit street corner, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a baseball bat, a gentle breeze ruffling his bangs.

"Brother!"

Ok?

When Shen Qingzhu heard the familiar address, she was taken aback for a few seconds before looking in the direction of the voice.

A young girl in a blue Hanfu robe came into view.

Shen Qingzhu's eyes widened, "Jialan!"

……

Half an hour later, Shen Qingzhu and Jialan arrived at a high-end club in a black car.

The underlings were immediately surprised to see their boss bring a woman back.

You know, in the underworld, there's no shortage of women.

Moreover, the boss is currently a favorite of that high-ranking official, and might even become the leader of the Black Kill Group in the future.

Wanting a woman is an easy thing.

But their boss wouldn't even glance at a beautiful woman who was offered to him.

But today he brought a woman back, which completely overturned their perception of whether their boss was impotent.

Inside a room at the clubhouse.

Carrying the black box on his back, Jialan looked around at the luxurious decorations.

"Hey bro, you're doing pretty well."

Shen Qingzhu smiled and said, "Actually, I don't know either. When I first came here, I was just a hoodlum with two or three other people."

"Later, by a twist of fate, I met a big leader in their area, and that's how I became a slightly bigger hoodlum."

Jialan couldn't help but give a thumbs up. She had only just learned in the car that Shen Qingzhu could become the leader of so many people even though she didn't know Japanese.

"By the way, Jialan, have you found the other people?" Shen Qingzhu asked, draping a coat over her shoulders.

Garan shook his head. "No, I came in later. I heard that there were traces of Nanaya in Osaka, so I came here."

Shen Qingzhu nodded slightly, "A few days ago, there was indeed a power struggle between an intruder and a family in Osaka, but the people I sent out did not find the intruder."

"Furthermore, we found a lot of mechanical debris somewhere in Osaka. Those things were from the oracles, which means that someone killed multiple oracles."

An oracle?

Galan's eyes lit up slightly. According to the information from the paratroopers, the Oracle's strength was at the 'Klein' level.

The only intruder capable of killing Klein could be... Jiang Ye.

"Then can you deduce where he went?"

Shen Qingzhu looked slightly embarrassed. "I don't speak Japanese, but the general location should be..."

He walked to the map hanging on the wall of the room and pointed to the location of Dotonbori in Osaka.

"I don't know how to pronounce this."

Garan: "..."

Saying it's like I know.

Jialan silently picked up her phone and called Wu Xiangnan.

……

Dotonbori, Black Phoenix Club.

Click!

The door opened, and three women in their twenties, supporting each other, entered the club.

All three of them reeked of alcohol.

"Miss Tsuneta, you've come to see Kogane again?"

Upon hearing the door open, Yuri Kuro immediately stepped forward, a very friendly smile on his face.

“It’s Kyosuke…” Miss Tsuneta’s face flushed. “Quick, quick, let Kogane come and keep me company.”

“No problem.” Yuri Kuro immediately agreed, his gaze falling on the other two women. “Ms. Tokita, you brought friends with you? We just got three new male escorts at our shop, all of them top-notch.”

Ms. Changtian waved her hand, thinking to herself that it was already quite good that such a small shop had a male escort like Xiao Jin.

Other estimates are all awful and disgusting; don't offend your friends' eyes.

"No, no, just have Xiao Jin come over and keep us company. I don't care about anyone else... Hmm!?"

Just as the two were talking, Xiao Jin led Jiang Ye, Lin Qiye, and Amamiya Haruki down from the second floor. They were all dressed in suits and had upright postures.

Jiang Ye and Lin Qiye, in particular, one seemed to be surrounded by an ethereal aura, someone who could only be admired from afar and not touched.

The other one exudes an imperial aura, his aloofness making people want to get closer.

Ms. Tsuneta and the other two women stared wide-eyed, tears welling up in their eyes.

So handsome! So incredibly handsome!!!

Seeing the three of them like this, Yuri Kuroko smiled with satisfaction and immediately stepped back to introduce them.

Ms. Tsuneta wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and waved her hand dismissively.

"We'll take them all!"

Yuri Kuroko paused for a moment, then respectfully reminded her, "Ms. Tokita's prices..."

"Money doesn't matter. Even if it means going bankrupt, I'll take them tonight!"

The other two women echoed this sentiment.

Yuri Kurochi smiled slightly and gestured for them to go upstairs. "Then please, ladies, go up to the second floor."

at this time.

Outside the Black Sycamore Club, a black car slowly drove down this secluded street.

Inside the car sat Shen Qingzhu and the young girl Jialan.

"Galan, are you sure this is it?"

Jialan nodded. "The 'you' Wu Xiangnan was referring to is Dotonbori."

Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly, "But we've been going around for several hours, and we've already circled Dotonbori twice."

A look of dejection crossed Jialan's face as he gazed out the car window at a place illuminated by dazzling neon ambient lighting.

She pointed to the light, "Let's go check there again. If it's not there, we'll go back."