Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

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South China Sea, Zero Antique Shop.

Helian sat at the tea table, picked up a dumpling with her chopsticks, took a small bite, and chewed very slowly.

He never raised his head.

He looked just like a primary school student who had done something wrong and was waiting to be scolded.

In fact, that's exactly what he thought.

Did I... cause trouble for my master?

His original plan was flawless.

From causing a traffic accident to force Liu Yongguang to change course, to cutting off all surveillance cameras along the way, and finally cleaning up the mess.

Every step has been repeatedly planned and every detail has been refined.

He thought he could do all of this on his own and not cause his master any worry.

But to his utter surprise, his master would show up in person.

Jiang Chaosheng sat opposite, watching Helian.

No, it shouldn't be called "gazing," it should be called "examining."

He had previously heard from a street cleaner that:

Helian handled these matters flawlessly.

More importantly, the child's calmness while doing these things was excessive, even casual.

Looking at him, Jiang Chaosheng felt as if he were seeing his younger self.

Similarly, there is a lack of moral restraint.

Jiang Chaosheng recalled the sickly look in Helian's eyes when she looked at the corpse.

Hannibal?

He seemed to realize something.

No wonder Helian, that homeless girl, cooks meat dishes so well.

No wonder Xie Ya always told Helian with a look of disgust that she was not allowed to cook meat dishes.

It turns out that he had eaten that kind of meat and was pathologically addicted to it.

Jiang Chaosheng exhaled a breath of stale air and chuckled self-deprecatingly.

There isn't a single normal person in this antique shop.

Who would have thought that the evil crow, who liked to steal stockings, was actually terrifyingly normal!

This is a knife, a born butcher's knife.

However... he is still a bit immature.

With a little practice...

Perhaps it really is as Yang Xiao said, that they will become his right-hand men.

After all, he was only thirteen years old.

Jiang Chaosheng suddenly spoke up: "Do you want to study, or do you want to be a street cleaner?"

Helian froze for a moment, then quickly put down her chopsticks, her movements so fast it was as if she had been burned.

I want to study.

Jiang Chaosheng nodded slightly.

He also thought that studying was good.

Helian then continued:

"I want to be a school cleaner."

Jiang Chaosheng's eyebrows twitched slightly:

"School cleaners?"

"I want to have some permissions for the cleaner system."

Helian raised her head, the timidity in her eyes receding slightly, replaced by a composure beyond her years:

"Neither the Bureau of Abnormalities would have imagined that the person in charge of the Cleaners operation was a student."

"If I could own the Ghost Car, that would be even better; I could travel to different cities anytime, anywhere to handle missions."

Jiang Chaosheng raised an eyebrow:

"Yang Xiao told you a lot of things. You actually know everything."

Helian said earnestly:

"I beg my second master to teach me something that can help you."

I've been studying very hard, really. Master, you can test me.

Jiang Chaosheng smiled, leaned back in his chair, tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest twice, and slowly uttered a few words:

"Loyalty? Gratitude? Faith?"

He paused, his gaze falling on Helian's face.

"Just like Yang Xiao?"

Helian frowned, as if she was seriously considering the question.

After a moment, he shook his head: "I'm not like my second master."

"Oh?"

Helian lowered her head, her voice softening:

"Second Master...I'm willing to die for you."

Jiang Chaosheng chuckled, a slight smile playing on his lips. :

"You don't want to, do you?"

Helian suddenly raised her head, her eyes shining like two black pebbles washed clean, and said, word by word:

"I'm willing to live for you!"

Jiang Chaosheng's pupils contracted.

The shadow on his wrist, which had been quiet all along, twitched slightly at those words, like a snake that had been startled awake.

Time seemed to stand still in the air, and the candlelight on the tea table flickered, casting swaying shadows between the two people.

Jiang Chaosheng finally spoke.

"Then let's give it a try."

Look how many of Yang Xiao's tricks you've learned.

Helian's eyes instantly lit up with surprise:

"Master, what do you need me to do?"

Jiang Chaosheng stood up, pushed back his chair, and walked upstairs.

His voice drifted down from the corner of the stairs, calm and indifferent, as if he were discussing the weather, recounting something extremely mundane:

"Those could be businessmen, people from the underworld, or government officials."

"I'll give you a month to get rid of them all."

Helian stared blankly at Jiang Chaosheng's retreating figure.

He stood up, walked out of the Zero Antique Shop, and went to get some fresh air.

Gradually, an irrepressible excitement burst forth in his eyes.

It was like a hunting dog released from its cage smelling the blood in the wind.

His lips slowly curved upwards, carrying a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine.

Just then, my phone rang.

Helian was stunned.

Only his second master, Aunt Xia Li, and Uncle Xie knew his phone number.

Who called?

The screen displayed an unfamiliar number with no location or identifier.

Cai, speaking like a calibrated machine:

Liu Yongguang was supposed to go on a date tonight.

My date's name is Chen Yuxi. A month ago, she bought a forbidden item at Zero Antique Shop.

Helena understood; this was a cleaner.

The Cleaners are extraordinary beings who, after drinking the Yellow Springs Water, completely obey the orders of their master.

Now, the current manager has transferred some authority to Helian.

Helena got into the zone very quickly:

"What is she doing now?"

On the other end of the phone:

"Watching a movie with a man."

That man was from a wealthy family in Hanju City.

Helena quickly understood.

Chen Yuxi didn't care at all whether she was having dinner with Liu Yongguang tonight.

There are many fish in her pond.

They didn't care whether there was one more Liu Yongguang or not, nor did they care whether he kept his appointment on time.

In other words, a simp who keeps fawning will eventually die and won't attract the goddess's attention.

Helena quickly got into the zone:

"Never mind her, we're going to Liancheng tomorrow..."

......

American flag country, Philadelphia.

The heavy metal music blasting from the bar was so loud it made your bones tingle.

The beautiful woman dancing on stage is very hot, swaying her body wildly.

Yang Xiao held a glass of whiskey in his hand, the ice cubes gently clinking in the amber liquid.

A slight smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"I'm willing to die for you... You're willing to live for you? That's interesting."

He swirled his glass and glanced at the bartender:

"Would you die for me, my brother?"

He was originally a poor student, so his English couldn't possibly be this good. But his Ghost Gloves were just too overpowered.

By consuming a shadow, one can gain the victim's memories and skills.

So now he speaks fluent, local Philippine-accented English.

The bartender was wiping the glasses, not even looking up.

"I don't know you."

The bartender paused, then continued:

"Who would be willing to die for a stranger?"

Even if my aunt told me to die, I wouldn't do it.

Yang Xiao took out a wad of US dollars from his pocket and slapped it on the bar.

It's a 100-yuan bill, not a 20-yuan bill.

The bartender's eyes lit up immediately.

Yang Xiao placed her hand on the banknotes first and asked quietly:

"Would you be willing to die for me?"

The bartender nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes!"

Yang Xiao's voice suddenly softened, as if he were asking the bartender, or perhaps himself:

"Then would you... be willing to live for me?"

These words seemed like a joke, but he said them very seriously.

He was willing to die for Jiang Chaosheng; truly, the gentleman was his faith.

But who in this life would be willing to die for me?

Hmm... the cleaner definitely counts.

However, they were all carrying out orders; you could say they were a group of suicide squads.

So, who would be willing to live for me, Yang Xiao?

Forgive me for growing up without a father's love or a mother's love; I've never experienced this feeling.

The bartender's eyes were glued to the pile of money; he swallowed hard.

"I'm willing! I'll do anything you say! You can even do anything for me through the back door!"

Yang Xiao stared at him for two seconds, then nodded.

He took the wad of banknotes back in front of the bartender, slowly stuffed it into his pocket, and said with a grin:

"See, isn't this someone who's willing to live for me?"

The bartender froze, his expression shifting from anticipation to astonishment, and then from astonishment to anger.

"Are you kidding me? You think I won't make sure you don't leave this bar?"

Unable to bear his aggrieved look, Yang Xiao pulled a coin from her pocket, slammed it on the bar, and said with a look of disgust, "You gold-digging bastard!"

He downed the drink in one gulp, ignoring the bartender's angry shouts behind him, and got up to leave.

I've been in the United States for several days now, and I still have no clue what to do.

According to the memories in Zou Jun's shadow, the Dark Council holds a gathering on the 13th of every month.

That was his only chance to contact Zou Jun online.

Today is the 11th, there are still two days left.

The bartender jumped out from behind the bar and grabbed Yang Xiao's shoulder:

"People of Xia, don't go!"

Yang Xiao saw that six or seven burly men noticed the unusual situation and came over menacingly.

Yang Xiao frowned: "Why is the security here so bad?"

He paused, a slow, excited smile curving his lips:

"I absolutely love it here."

Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly froze.

It was a strong feeling of palpitations, as if a cold hand reached into his chest and gripped his heart.

This feeling... is exactly the same as when I encountered the Seven Heroes at No. 24 Middle School.

But the sense of danger wasn't that strong.

Yang Xiao looked completely bewildered, his mind racing.

He didn't have Jiang Chaosheng's ability to sense the revival of forbidden things, but he was very sensitive to danger.

Different types, different degrees of danger.

For example, he can distinguish between traffic hazards, falling rock hazards, murderer hazards, explosion hazards, and so on.

Now, the danger he faces comes from inside this bar.

Something forbidden is being revived.

Yang Xiao's eyes darted around, and the expression on his face instantly switched from alertness to terror.

He clutched his head, crouched down, curled up into a ball, and his voice trembled just the right amount:

He clutched his head, crouched down, curled up into a ball, and his voice trembled just the right amount:

"Don't hit me, don't hit me!"

I'm your boss's brother, please let me see him!

The burly men looked at each other, their hands hesitating.

The bartender kicked Yang Xiao in the butt:

"This bar belongs to my aunt! She's a bastard!"

Yang Xiao suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, and squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth:

"Grass."