"Well, that's it! Every market needs regulators, and some things cannot be done, so we need to do them. This is why my Shura League is safe and sound. Some people cannot do without us. We cannot do without them, and they are all using each other."

Song Yun pushed open the door and walked out. A few aggressive middle-aged people came from outside. As soon as these people entered the Internet cafe, they looked around and saw a few children carrying schoolbags.

"Little bastard, come and play games if you don't go to school!" one of the middle-aged men shouted, and rushed over.

Song Yun and Xiaohua left the Internet cafe, and there were some yelling and scolding from time to time behind him.

"This is a relatively low-end one." Song Yun put his hands in his pockets and continued to walk deep into the street. "These are still visible light. I'll take you to see some invisible light."

Xiaohua's body trembled slightly, but then she followed Song Yun firmly.

After walking for about five minutes, Song Yun took Xiaohua into a dark street.

On both sides of the street are shampooing rooms with dark red lights on. There are some women standing at the door of the shampooing room. Some look older, in their thirties and forties, while others look like they are in their twenties and twenty years old.

No matter how old a person is, his face is covered with dust.

"Next, I'll take you to see this world that is actually more helpless than you have seen before." Song Yun said softly.

"This is the red light district." Song Yun looked at the surrounding shampoo shop and said, "It seems that this place has existed for a long time."

"Red...Red Light District?" Xiaohua looked at the side with a little discomfort. The women sitting at the door of the store or sitting in front of the store were all exposed. Even though the temperature was very low now, they were still in low-cut short skirts and black stockings.

"Well, this is the most famous red light district in southern Jiangsu." Song Yun said with a smile, "To put it simply, this is the place to trade."

"Trade? Are these women?" Xiaohua asked, looking at the side.

"Well, it's them." Song Yun said, "This is not my territory. Although my subordinates are distributed in most parts of southern Jiangsu, some places have their own rules, so I will not let my people join. This is one of them."

"The inherent rules? What rules?" Xiaohua asked.

"That's to live." Song Yun said with a smile, then walked to a very old hair washroom next to him.

Xiaohua's heart tugged and she followed Song Yun's sleeve.

"Oh, sir, hello!" A woman in her twenties stood at the door of the hair washing room. When she saw Song Yunlai, she greeted her warmly. However, when she saw the little flower behind Song Yun, the woman said in a little embarrassment, "Sir, we do not allow female guests here."

"I'll find the madam." Song Yun said with a smile.

"Madam? Are you talking about Madam sister?" The woman looked at Song Yun in surprise and said, "Madam sister is not here."

"Just tell the person in charge that the boss of Shura League came over and had no other intentions," Song Yun said with a smile.

Perhaps Song Yun's smile was so friendly, the woman hesitated for a moment and turned around and walked into the hair washing room.

Not long after, a charming voice came from the hair washing room.

"Oh, I said, why are the magpies chirping on the branches today? It turns out that a big guest has arrived. Mr. Song, you are a noble person, what advice do you have to come here?"

The woman in her forty years old who spoke was average, with a little charming look, and her figure was also very good, but her makeup was a little thicker.

"Passing here, so take my sister over and have a look."

"Oh, uncle, it's really a discount for you to come to us with this identity. Hey... I seem to have seen this girl, you... are you a little flower? The one who won the Super Woman?" The madam said in surprise.

"It's me!" Xiaohua smiled a little embarrassedly. No matter who it is, it would be a little embarrassed to be recognized by a woman who obviously seems restless.

"Come in and sit down." The madam didn't care and took Song Yun and Xiaohua into the hair washing room, while the girl was still standing at the door waiting for the guests.

When he got inside the house, the madam was a little restless. After all, she was just a fairy woman. Facing a giant like Song Yun, even anyone would do this.

"Master, just say it, why are you here with your sister to poor people like us?" The madam asked softly with her teeth and gritted her teeth.

"It's nothing. Today I will take my sister out to experience life." Song Yun said, "My sister is on high school holidays and is fine even if she is idle."

"Oh? Experience life? This is not a good place for me." The madam narrowed his eyes and lit a cigarette, and the green smoke slowly floated out of his nostrils. "Good girl, it's better not to come to my place."

Xiaohua was a little restrained and tense. Although she had been poor since childhood, she had never been exposed to such things now. In the depths of the hair washing room, some low voices from women and men were faintly heard. While Xiaohua was shy, she was also wondering what it was that drove these men and women who were not acquainted at all to flip the water in the bed. Is it really just money?

Song Yun nodded and said, "Madam, I want to take my sister inside to take a look. There is no other meaning, just let her get in touch with society as soon as possible."

"Then you can do it." The madam waved casually, "As long as I don't disturb my children's business."

"Yeah! I know the rules." Song Yun nodded, gestured to Xiaohua for a moment, then stood up and walked into the shampoo shop. Xiaohua took a few steps and took Song Yun's hand.

"Haha, are you scared?" Song Yun asked in a low voice.

"No, it's just a little strange." Xiaohua said.

"What's strange?"

"I'm wondering, for what reason they sold it? Is it really for money?" Xiaohua said with a frown.

"Of course it's for money, not for money, is it still for social construction?" Song Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "This is what I told you earlier. It's a low-end place. Here, the transaction between physical and money is the most fruitful. Moreover, the women here can get into your bed for 100 or 200 yuan, then you leave, and then take the next customer. There is no emotion and no need to pay attention to mood. Anyway, I'll do it for you, and you give me money, it's that simple."

"Ah? So direct?" Xiaohua asked in surprise.

"Of course it's very direct. Pay the money with one hand and take off your pants with the other." Song Yun smiled and walked a few steps in, pointing to the private rooms next to him and said, "There are only one bed in these private rooms, and there is nothing else. Well, there is an empty room here. Come and take a look."

Song Yun said, and walked into a private room next to it that was not closed.

"Look at it."

Xiaohua looked around and found that this was a private room with only a few square meters. There was a wooden bed beside the wall. It was not Simmons or spring beds, but just a simple wooden bed with sheets and blankets on it. Next to the wooden bed was a small table with some tts on the table and some simple supplies. The ground was pitch black, and there was a piece of phlegm on the cigarette butt here. Even in a corner, Xiaohua saw a used tt.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!