My Yellow Hair App / Pure Love Warrior's Yellow Hair System

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What is this strange feeling of anticipation?

Shirakawa Natsu was in the car when she saw Miyuki open the door and get in: "Is it all done?"

"What?" Miyuki fastened the safety belt and asked curiously.

"Try to make her gay, dump Murakami Ryo and fall for you." Shirakawa Natsu glanced at his phone screen. On the PK page, Murakami Ryo's health bar had recovered to 60%, which was utterly speechless.

Miyu looked over with a strange expression: "She's straight, how could she be turned gay? What do you take me for? Besides, I didn't mean to turn her gay."

"Oh~" Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, realizing it wasn't as simple as she'd thought: "So what are you going to do?"

“I just saw myself in her. She was just as lonely as I used to be, longing to be loved,” Mikoto said softly.

"Oh?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked suspiciously. This human sex addict used to have no shortage of girlfriends. "And now?"

"Hmph." Miyuki chuckled, extending a finger to lift Shirakawa Natsu's chin: "You'll protect me, right?"

"Of course." After saying that, Shirakawa Natsumi reached out and slapped her hand away: "Next time you're being cute, don't get the gender roles mixed up."

Miyuki's aggressive actions and tone, coupled with her seemingly coquettish lines, create a strong sense of dissonance: "Where to next?"

“Go deal with her inner demons.” Miyuki licked her lips and looked out the window. “I promised I would help her.”

Shirakawa Natsu looked at her expression for a while and said, "I have to say, you look really cool right now. How did you do that? Teach me."

In school.

Keiko Hiroshima stood at the school gate in a daze when Ryo Murakami ran over from a distance: "Sorry, Keiko, I've kept you waiting."

"Ah, it's nothing." Keiko came to her senses: "Ryo, I was just..."

She stopped halfway through her sentence.

"What's wrong?" Murakami Ryo asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Keiko smiled. "By the way, I'll go with you to find Kazama Rina."

A flicker of sadness crossed Murakami Ryo's eyes as he shook his head. "Never mind, she made her own choice. Don't worry about me. With you all here, I won't fall."

On the other side, in an abandoned factory.

The bald, tattooed man and his two henchmen squatted together: "Did you get the money?"

“It won’t work.” The blond guy next to him took out a cigarette: “There’s no money to be made from it. The economy is bad right now, and the competition is fierce even if you go out and sell yourself.”

Red Hair said, "Why don't we go find that girl from before? She's a student at Dongda University, and she's pretty. She could make a lot of money selling herself."

The bald, tattooed man raised his hand and slapped the red-haired man on the head: "Idiot, that guy has our videos. He can just scam some money normally, but if he really pushes us too far, he'll be in trouble."

Just then, the door on the right side of the abandoned factory opened, and a sound came from outside.

"How did you know we were here?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, seeing three guys who looked like delinquents squatting on the ground.

"Please, teacher." Mikoto walked in with his hands in his pockets.

"Hey, who are you?" The bald, tattooed man stood up, looking menacing.

“I don’t think he’ll listen to me.” Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her and stood behind Miyuki. He was quite curious about her fighting skills after learning for so long.

“Okay.” Miyuki nodded, clenched his fists, and assumed a fighting stance.

"You bastard, how dare you look down on me?" The bald, tattooed man pulled a knife from his pocket.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the bald, tattooed man clutched his foot and fell to the ground screaming in agony.

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched: "Is it necessary to use a gun to deal with a few thugs?"

“The teacher said.” Mi Zhi Shi put away his pistol: “A martial artist must remain humble and not be arrogant. He must know that there is always someone better. So if you can use a gun, don’t use your fists.”

Chapter 499 is quite confusing.

"Thump." The two men, red-haired and yellow-haired, knelt on the ground with their faces pressed against it, trembling all over. "Spare us! We didn't see anything! Don't kill us!"

"Waaah, ah!!!" The bald tattooed man covered his wound, the knife lying to the side, tears and snot streaming down his face. He wanted to cry, but dared not make a sound, looking extremely miserable.

Shirakawa Natsumi pouted: "You know what, Master Genki wasn't wrong, this pistol is really more effective than fists. But is he really alright?"

He looked miserable, blood seeping from his fingers, his trousers stained with a reddish-purple ring.

“It’s alright, just take the spent cartridge out.” Miyuki put away his pistol, walked over to the bald, tattooed man, and squatted down: “Your name is Taka. You deceived Hiroshima Keiko into dating you, then used her nude photos to blackmail and mentally control her, and even had your friends gang rape her.”

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again, please, spare me, spare me." The tattooed man kowtowed desperately. He was just a small-time thug, and seeing the real gun, he could only beg for mercy and couldn't say anything else.

“Go blackmail Keiko, just like always,” Mikoto said calmly.

"Huh?" Eagle looked puzzled and quickly shook his head, "No, I won't dare to do it again."

"Click." Miyuki put on the insurance.

"Ah?!?!" Eagle immediately lay down on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, his pants completely wet.

"Alright, stop scaring him." Shirakawa Natsumi walked up: "He's practically calling you 'Mom,' so just say what's on your mind."

He looked at the other two thugs: "You guys should look up too."

"No... I know the rules, we didn't see anything." The two covered their faces tightly, pressed themselves to the ground, and dared not look up.

"Sigh." Shirakawa Natsu sighed. These were all very realistic strokes, not even giving him a chance to show off.

the other side.

Keiko Hiroshima and Ryo Murakami came out of the barbecue restaurant, their faces flushed, from drinking some alcohol earlier.

"Thank you, Keiko. I don't know what I would have done without you." Murakami Ryo looked into her eyes, his gaze full of affection. "When I was at my most vulnerable, you stayed by our side and comforted me."

“I…” Keiko Hiroshima blushed slightly: “You used to comfort me like that, even if it was just for a quarter of an hour, I would sometimes want to be someone you could lean on.”

The two had already reached the apartment building.

“Keiko…” Murakami Ryo met her gaze, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

After staring at each other for a while, Liang suddenly turned his head away and said with an awkward smile, "I have safely taken you home, and I am going back now."

"Yes." Keiko nodded, not surprised, because the two of them had always maintained this subtle distance.

She watched as Murakami Ryo turned around hesitantly.

Suddenly, the words that Miyuki had said to her earlier that day popped into her mind.

"You're like a drowning person who grabs a plank while struggling. Even though you can only passively float on the sea while holding onto the plank, you still refuse to let go. That feeling of being cared for and being able to rely on others makes you deceive yourself."

“I’ve been lonely just like you. Murakami Ryo is just doing this for his own satisfaction. When he meets a more suitable woman, he’ll dump you.”

"Wait!" Keiko suddenly called out to Murakami Ryo.

"What's wrong?" Murakami Ryo turned around, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"Would you like to...come up for a bit?" Huizi lowered her head as she spoke. Under the streetlights, an ambiguous atmosphere surrounded them. She knew that today was different from usual.

After a brief silence, Murakami Ryo looked at Keiko, who, although not as beautiful as the school beauty Kazama Rina, was still pretty.

Thinking about what my girlfriend and that blond guy did in the hospital room.

When I called him, the blond guy said he was exploring his girlfriend's back, and I could hear her moaning.

"Huizi, do you know what would happen if I went up there today?"

After a moment of silence, Huizi nodded: "Yes."

She hated that woman who bossed her around in a condescending tone.

She was certain that Liang was the person she could entrust her life to. Yes, she loved Liang, and it was definitely not because she was afraid of being alone.

"Let's go." Liang walked towards her, his heart pounding. Although he had many women around him, this was his first time. He was also provoked by Huang Mao, or perhaps it was some kind of revenge, he didn't know.

Just as the two were about to hold hands.

suddenly.

With a loud crash, three figures came running out from around the corner in a disheveled state.

The man in the lead was bald and tattooed, with blond and red-haired men standing next to him.

"Huh?!" When Keiko Hiroshima saw who it was, her body began to tremble uncontrollably. These people were her nightmares.

Murakami Ryo was equally frightened and still stood in front of Keiko, shouting, "What are you doing?! Don't do anything rash!"

He was halfway through his sentence when he noticed that the three people in front of him were behaving strangely.

"Waaaaah!" Eagle's face was covered in tears and snot. He pulled a dagger from his pocket, his hand trembling as he gripped it. "Bastard, we're going to rape her right now! I stabbed you to death the moment you tried to stop me! Waaaah..."

He threatened while tears streamed down his face.

My pants were soaked, and my thighs were simply bandaged with strips of cloth, with blood seeping out.

If it weren't for the blond and red-haired men supporting him, he would have collapsed to the ground by now.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't even be able to stand up, let alone rape a woman.

"You...you don't come any closer!" Murakami Ryo was terrified. Taka's condition was very bad, but the madness in his eyes was even stronger than usual.

It's like a normal person encountering a mentally ill person who has a knife and is yelling that they want to kill you.

Anyone would be apprehensive in that situation.

"I'll kill you!" Hawk's eyes were filled with madness as he brandished his dagger and lunged at him.

"Ah?!" Murakami Ryo screamed and turned to run, no longer caring about Keiko. He realized that if he stayed any longer, he would be stabbed to death.

At that moment, he chose himself.

The eagle didn't chase him; instead, it turned and saw Keiko Hiroshima.

When Keiko saw Ryo abandon her and run away, her whole world collapsed.

"Murakami Ryo is doing this for his own satisfaction. When he meets a more suitable woman, he will dump you without a second thought."

“My name is Miyuki. From now on, I will help you.”

The words that Miyuki had told her came to her mind. At this moment, she was willing to do anything to save her.

However, no miracle occurred, and Mikoto did not come to her rescue like a divine warrior.

But Eagle didn't come up. He held the dagger to Huizi, tears streaming down his face. "What are you still looking at? Call the police! Waaah! For guys like us, once we get a taste of success, we'll keep harassing you. We'll only give up when we realize you're not someone to mess with. Waaah! Please, call the police and have us arrested!"

The blond and red-haired men next to him also cried and begged him, "It's no use relying on anyone, because when you're alone, only you can save yourself! Waaah!"

"Uh..." Keiko Hiroshima dazedly pulled out her phone. "I...I'll call the police. I don't know if I'm safe right now. My address is..."

Chapter 500 She Understands Women

Hojo Maki, dressed in a police uniform, looked strange. Taka knelt before her, weeping bitterly, "Police officer, I'm guilty, please arrest me, sob sob sob."

Yellow-haired and Red-haired knelt on either side of the eagle, their faces snot and tears streaming down their faces, desperately kowtowing: "We're accomplices, we were involved in all the crimes, please take us away, sob..."

Aunt Mafei subtly took a step back to prevent the three thugs from grabbing her legs. Her gaze lingered on the wound on Ying's thigh: "Let me take you to the hospital for a check-up first."

"No, no, I want to confess now!" The eagle cried out desperately, struggling to crawl forward, wanting only to get as far away from the demon behind it as possible.

Miyuki stood not far behind him, looking at Keiko Hiroshima.

Shirakawa Natsu stood next to the aunt, secretly admiring her figure. These past few days he had been with the innocent school beauty, and suddenly seeing the aunt, even though she was wearing a police uniform, her curves were still impossible to hide.

Even after tasting it many times, I still can't take my eyes off it when I see it again.

Her police uniform was stretched taut. Shirakawa Natsu knew that under that imposing uniform, her aunt often wore a sexy black lace bra, revealing large expanses of white flesh without even taking it off.

He could put Xia Xia in directly, and the aunt would hold her chest with both hands to clamp him down, occasionally sticking out her tongue to lick it, and then looking at him with a charming yet helpless gaze.

"Don't think about strange things." Ma Fei gave him a reproachful look and tapped his forehead. "What's wrong with these people?"

"Hehe~ I'll just bring you the sales figures and interrogate them when they get back. They won't dare to hide anything." Bai Chuanxia chuckled, her gaze lingering on the aunt.

I haven't been with my aunt for a long time, so I really miss her.

"Hmph." Aunt Mafei snorted coldly: "Besides that girl, there was also a man who called the police just now."

"Okay, I understand. I'll leave these people to them." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, recognizing Murakami Ryo. It seemed that after running away, he came to his senses and chose to call the police, which was the right choice.

"I'm still angry, don't come looking for me." Knowing his ulterior motives, Ma Fei directly refused him, then pulled the three thugs into the police car.

The three thugs were utterly disheartened when they saw the guy who had bullied them acting intimately with the police.

Shirakawa Natsu watched the police car drive away, secretly clicking her tongue in amazement.