Cold, shaking.
Ning Ye woke up from her deep sleep.
The moment he opened his eyes, pure white meteors streaking across the dark sky came into view.
--What a nice view.
The first thing that comes to mind is this idea
Pure sighs emerged in Ning Ye's heart, causing him to exhale softly subconsciously. The suffocation and burning sensation on his skin accelerated his awakening of consciousness, and his shallow emotions were quickly covered up.
He is dying.
To be precise, he has already died once.
"Ruotou, isn't this guy stupid?" A hand holding a cigarette grabbed Ning Ye's tie, lifted him out of the cement mixer, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yang Tai, why do you care so much?" Another man picked up the safety helmet left by the worker at the construction site, filled a ladle with water, and poured it over Ning Ye's head.
Water drops dripped down the tips of her hair in front of her eyes. The cold sea water made Ning Ye tremble. Fragments of memories kept emerging in his mind, allowing him, a new time traveler who died saving people, to instantly understand the current situation. .
The name of this body is Genya. He is 17 years old and a student. He studies at Tokyo Prefecture No. 1 Junior High School. He usually abides by the rules and laws. On the way home from school, he was drinking Coke and listening to music, when the Yakuza put a hood on his head and hit him with a stick.
He is currently in a cement mixer at a construction site on the edge of Tokyo Bay. He is about to be driven into a cement column by the two poles in front of him, keeping company with the coal, Gundam and other messy things sinking under Tokyo Bay.
The two Ji Dao in front of them would not have thought that because their attacks were not serious, the original owner would have died when they threw them into the cement mixer and hit the first round of "killing sticks". After opening his eyes again, the person in his body was The soul is completely different.
Ning Ye, who should be called Yuan Ye now, turned his head and tried to observe the world from a completely different perspective.
A world where people carry labels on their heads.
Although according to memory, in this technologically advanced world, people can also see other people's personal information pushed by social networks after wearing augmented reality devices or undergoing prosthetic transformations, but Yuan Ye is now They were not wearing such equipment, and the tags on their heads were not the ones they remembered.
Yuan Ye stared at it for a while before realizing that this should be his golden finger.
——I didn’t expect that one day I would encounter such a great thing as traveling through time with a golden finger.
After reacting, Yuanye read the label with some excitement.
The label on the head of the man named Wakatou is "like a god", while Yota's label is "slightly better".
Yuan Ye understood almost instantly that this was the difference in combat power between the opponent and himself.
——Slightly better means that the opponent's combat power is about 150% of one's own, while Wanruo's is more than 200%.
——It feels like if you fight the opponent, you will be instantly killed.
Thinking of this, Yuan Ye pressed down his heart that had become a little jumpy because he knew about the existence of Golden Finger, and waited for the other party to make a move.
As for the Yakuza duo in front of Genya, Yota was rummaging bitterly through his schoolbag that had become a mess because he threw it into the cement mixer. Wakatou lit a cigarette and puffed out Smoke rings, while watching the red light of the buoy on the sea in the distance rise and fall.
"Peers" who are of similar status to him usually wait for their subordinates to work at this time, while he is busy using electronic devices to browse information on social software, but Ruotou is an outlier, he likes to click on A cigarette and sitting casually in front of the other person will put a lot of pressure on the other person and plant the seeds of fear in the other person's heart.
If the other person yells, then use this excuse to teach him a lesson. No matter what the outcome is, the "talking about business" part will go smoothly.
——This is an old-fashioned technique from before the electronic age that his father taught him, and it has proven to be very useful.
But this time, "Yu Bao" didn't look panicked at all. Instead, he looked at him with great interest. Although Yuan Ye consciously hid it, his scorching gaze was very important to a warrior like him who had practiced [Qi]. There was no difference between the theory and the essence, which actually made him interested.
"Confirmed, it's him." Yang Tai took out a green card from Yuanye's wallet, tore open the bionic leather on his arm, swiped the extra card reader on the prosthetic body, and looked at the information , "Ruotou, this guy's surname is Yuan, he doesn't have any relatives of important people, does he?"
"Have you not seen the background information that Tsurugu checked? This guy's father ran away before he was born. His mother borrowed money from us, sold all the organs she could buy, and jumped off the building. We just stopped by. Let’s see if this guy has any other value.” Ruotou blew out a smoke ring and said slowly, “Besides, after the new amendments to the Marriage Law were introduced, it is not uncommon for newborns to bear the surnames of upper class people. , my last name is Uesugi, so I can’t just do dirty work here.”
"So, are you here to collect debt from me?" After hearing the conversation between the two, Yuanye thought about it and asked proactively.
"That's right." Wakatou said, "The profit has already been compounded to the level of 10 million yen. Although it is only two or three years' salary for those who work in large companies, but for ordinary people like you For a person, this is money that you can’t earn in a lifetime.”
According to Yuan Ye's memory, 10 million is indeed a huge sum of money. In this era when the median income is only 370,000 per year, if you don't enter the large companies belonging to the chaebol groups, you will have to live without food or drink for the rest of your life. Barely enough to save 10 million.
"If it's a debt left by my mother, can't I just refuse? Legally, if I don't inherit the inheritance, I won't inherit the debt, not to mention that I'm still underage." Yuan Ye searched for legal knowledge in this body. As for memory, nothing was found. I could only use the knowledge of past lives to carefully test it.
"Oh? Are you still a high school student? Where are you studying?" Ruotou became interested and asked.
"Tokyo Prefectural No. 1 Junior High School."
"Public digital garbage established after the 'Total Reform'. Although because there are several recommended places in No. 1 Middle School for the New Imperial University, it is said that real big shots will keep their illegitimate children there, but digital garbage is digital garbage, and private Famous schools are not a world at all." Ruotou took a puff from his cigarette and said with a bit of reluctance, "It's good to be able to take the initiative to get in touch with legal knowledge in such a garbage dump. At least I'm not addicted to eating pigs fed by algorithms. Food."
"So I decided to explain it to you mercifully." Ruotou sat on the warning sign that prohibited swimming, crossed his legs, and said leisurely, "Although most of your mother's debts are owed to us [Black Dragon Club] The affiliated financial investment company lent it to her, but some of it was borrowed from big banks.”
"With her poor credit record, naturally no big bank will be willing to lend her money, so she basically borrows money in your name and has to pay it back as soon as you become an adult." Ruotou flicked the cigarette ashes, "As for lending us money, That part has long been tied to you through the contract you were tricked into signing by your mother, and it can’t escape.”
Yuan Ye searched his memory and found that this was indeed the case, but he still said stubbornly: "But if I die because I am a minor and was deceived, if I hire a good lawyer, I have a chance to get rid of the debt."
This statement is Yuan Ye's judgment based on the legal knowledge he learned in his previous life. Although the world is different and I don't know if it will change, but now I can only give it a try, hoping to scare these two extremes.
"That's true. There's no need to file a lawsuit. If we really see those upper-class lawyers and aristocrats, we will burn the IOU without saying a word, and then apologize to you. Maybe Yota will cut off a finger." He shrugged, "But can you hire that kind of big lawyer? Not to mention whether you can afford the lawyer's fees, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see the faces of those big shots."
"Okay, that's enough for the small talk." Ruotou stamped out the cigarette butt and held out two fingers, "I'll give you two choices regarding your debt repayment."
"The first way is, I will immediately take you to a clinic related to us and cut off all your organs except your brain. I can probably pay off the debt of 3 million yen." Wakatou took back one He pointed a finger and said, "Of course you will definitely die if you do this, but if you follow the trend and undergo prosthetic transformation, you should still be able to survive. Of course, you will definitely not be able to afford the money, but we will provide you with a loan with an annual interest rate of no more than 100%." Only eighty.”
Yuanye was shocked by the shamelessness in Ruotou's tone. In his previous life, if the annual interest rate exceeded 36%, it was considered a loan shark, and the excess amount was not counted.
Ruotou ignored Yuanye's expression and continued: "The second way is underground fighting. As long as you fight ten games, our debts will be cleared."
"The operating table or the arena, choose one."
"I choose the arena." Yuan Ye said bravely. He could see that this underground fighting was probably a trap, but he really couldn't accept the result of having all his organs harvested and continuing to bear more debts. I can take one step at a time and see one step at a time.
"Wise choice." Ruotou showed a successful smile on his face.
