"Sir, this is Room 888," the waiter said politely, leading Li Bin to the door. "Anything else I can help you with?"
"Ahem… nah, you're good. Go ahead," Li Bin muttered, waving him off before pushing open the heavy metal door.
A wave of pounding DJ music, cigarette smoke, and booze stench slammed into him. He coughed, scowling in disgust.
Places like this felt like cancer in a box. Just breathing the air made him feel like he was dying early. He never got what the hell young people saw in this kind of chaos—boozing, yelling, chain-smoking like lunatics.
Li Bin fucking hated this kind of degenerate nightlife.
If he had a choice, he'd be in some quiet-ass foot massage parlor or a high-end club, sipping tea, not inhaling poison.
"Yo, over here, bro! Come on, drink up!~~~" Huang Mao's drunk-ass voice blared from the other side of the room.
Li Bin squinted through the flashing lights—six people inside.
Besides Huang Mao and his three loser lackeys, there were two girls: Liu Jiayu and Yan Xiaoli, both slumped over, completely wasted.
Clearly, these thugs had filled the girls with booze until they passed out cold.
And yet, instead of touching the girls, the idiots were just playing cards and downing beer like degenerates at a gambling den, leaving the two high schoolers splayed out like discarded dolls.
Li Bin walked over and sat next to Huang Mao, who was butchering some song into the mic. He grabbed a beer, took a sip, and turned to glance at the unconscious Liu Jiayu and Yan Xiaoli on the couch. "What's up with them? …And kill that fucking music. My head hurts."
"Heh heh… those two bitches drank like idiots. I gave 'em a bit of laughing gas too—out like lights. They ain't waking up anytime soon. Bro, you scored tonight—two for one, both virgins. Heh…" Huang Mao dropped the mic, gestured at one of his boys to cut the music, then turned to Li Bin grinning, holding out his hand. "I handled the goods. Now, where's the cash?"
Money-grubbing bastard. But simple guys like this were easy to use—Li Bin already pegged him as a future tool for shady errands.
"Laughing gas? The fuck's that?" Li Bin muttered, looking down at Liu Jiayu and Yan Xiaoli. Their faces were flushed, with stupid little grins on their lips like they were dreaming something sweet.
"It's fucking great, bro. Pricey, but one puff and you're flying. Look!" Huang Mao grabbed a metal canister with a mask, pressed it to his face, and inhaled deep.
In seconds, he was giggling like a lunatic, swaying side to side, then lighting a cigarette and exhaling like he was high on life.
Looked like some half-ass drug. Nothing too serious. If low-tier trash like Huang Mao could get it, it probably wasn't even illegal. Just some junk to get a cheap buzz.
Li Bin wasn't interested. He'd seen worse.
"Pass. I don't touch that crap," Li Bin said flatly. "I'll send the rest through WeChat. Good job. I'll call you again next time."
He pulled out his phone and transferred the money.
The moment the cash hit, Huang Mao's eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas. He jumped up, clapping. "Brothers! Bin Bro's treating tonight! Let's go feast! Hahaha!"
As they gathered to leave, Huang Mao turned back with a sly grin. "Oh yeah, bro—I slipped those girls something else too. Should hit 'em in a few minutes. You'll love it. No charge. Just cover the room and our drinks, yeah?"
"Enjoy yourself, bro! We ain't sticking around to cockblock!" he laughed, cigarette dangling from his lips, leading his crew out.
Once they were gone, Li Bin stood and twisted the door lock shut with a loud click.
He scanned the room again—empty now, just him and the girls.
He smirked.
Step by step, he walked toward the two passed-out girls—Liu Jiayu and Yan Xiaoli—sprawled on the couch like freshly served meat.
The dim glow from the KTV screen lit up their flushed cheeks, making their soft, girlish faces look even more tempting.
Li Bin sat down next to Liu Jiayu, eyes narrowing.
He reached out and slowly stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers—her skin warm, soft as silk.
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