Chapter 145: Light the Incense
A warm breath blew across Shangguan Qiao Yun’s face. She then felt her lips separated by a slippery and warm tongue, as the mischievous tongue continued to roam unabashed in her mouth until it ca in contact with her own. His tongue was like a little hateful boy that bullied a little girl, as her tongue began to dodge slowly, and she regained so form of feeling in her mouth. Soon after, so liquid was poured through her mouth and flowed down her throat. Slowly, her breathing beca less erratic, and she regained so feeling in her chest, as well as her limbs. The pain was still there, but not as striking as earlier, and it subsided with the passing of ti.
Shangguan Qiao Yun suddenly felt a warm flow of energy throughout her body. It was slightly sour, yet numbing at the sa ti, until it reached her heart, where it abruptly caused her heart to pump stronger. Her heart was lted in warmth, and there was no emptiness in there anymore, she felt so satisfied and content. It was hard to explain, like the feeling she got when her mother praised her when she was younger, or when she had triumphed over all her competition, or when she had successfully attracted n to live and die for her. The sense of control and satisfaction was silent yet present and slowly invaded throughout her body.
The mischievous tongue in her mouth continued to tease her own, and she began to felt like it wasn’t that bad a feeling, there was even a little sense of thrill. She could swallow the liquid already, but she continued to want him to feed her, and she pretended that she could not react or move, allowing him to feed her without stopping. To keep the montum going, she even slowed down the speed of her swallowing, in any case, her tongue wasn’t tired, her lips weren’t numb, who asked him to scare her like that?
Zhang Xiao Qiang was still unaware that Shangguan Qiao Yun was out of danger already. He just saw that her breathing had cald down, yet everything still seed the sa as earlier. He did not dare to give up halfway, having invested so much of his rainwater, if he wasn’t careful, and she lost her life as a result, he would really bla himself. He could feel his tummy starting to growl because of the earlier rainwater, and he gritted his teeth to ignore it, only focusing on feeding her. However, his heart was turning cold, he prayed that he wouldn’t soil his own pants, otherwise his embarrassnt would never be wiped away.
Finally, the last drop of water had been fed to Shangguan Qiao Yun and she had swallowed them all. Before Zhang Xiao Qiang could even take a breath and retract his exhausted tongue and separate those numb lips of his, he saw that Shangguan Qiao Yun was already awake, and those wide and srizing eyes of hers were staring at him with passion, and her lithe tongue snaked her way towards his sore tongue, now it was the little boy being bullied by the little girls. Zhang Xiao Qiang was not in the mood to engage in this play any longer, and he pulled back forcefully, looking at Shangguan Qiao Yun whose eyes had started to glaze with passion and said: “Rest well, don’t move.”
He then shot out of the car, pulling a roll of toilet paper with him. Shangguan Qiao Yun stared at his actions with bewildernt until he disappeared behind a mound of earth before she retracted her gaze and lay down gently. Her heart was still thumping with that sweet feeling, that sort of sweetness caused her to feel strange. She had never found such a feeling with any man she was with before. Although there were only 2 n that had truly touched her body before, one was her ex-husband that turned into a zombie already, the other Brother Long who had died, but the feeling she got from Zhang Xiao Qiang was different. He wasn’t particularly handso, in fact, he was ordinary, to be blunt. There was a little charm about him, but he could actually give her that sort of special feeling, she who had never been in love before, and did not know the feeling of love, this sort of feeling could be considered the sweet feeling of infatuation?
As for our hero, Zhang Xiao Qiang, he was currently not in the mood to think whether he was in love. In fact, he was in pain. His legs were numb, and he finally realized the convenience and beauty of the invention of the toilet bowl, due to him squatting right now. He had none of that intimidating and charismatic aura of the morning, in fact, he looked positively wretched right now. He was in sorrow, crying for his asshole, waiting for the pain that seed endless to pass. He couldn’t even be bothered to take a breath of the cigarette in his mouth. It continued to burn, until the end, and he switched to another stick. It was no more smoking the cigarette, instead, he was lighting incense, to smoke out the stench from his shit.
The sky slowly turned dark, until Zhang Xiao Qiang’s last cigarette ran out as well. He then trudged back towards the vehicles and saw the n had already started a bonfire, as they stood around it, with a bunch of captives in ropes kneeling in front of the fire. Everyone that had belonged to the chicken farm was out here. Old Frank’s head was wrapped in bandages, as the pair of sisters stood behind him. Three stood beside him, and he had one arm in a sling in front of his chest. The fat chef and the weaponsmith Wang Le were both relatively fine, with 7 or 8 won behind them. So of them were the survivors that were rescued earlier today. He Wen Bin sat on a chair, which was propped against a large sofa that had no one on it.
When they saw Zhang Xiao Qiang appear, Common-face and the first man that had chosen to rely on Zhang Xiao Qiang imdiately walked up to invite him to sit on the sofa. He sank into it, and contemplated as he stared at the n who ate chicken feed in front of him.
A total of 20 of them kneeled there with their heads lowered. Other than the won, Zhang Xiao Qiang’s n numbered about the sa, not to ntion that Zhang Xiao Qiang had slaughtered a few at the start. 30 n had been suppressed by a group of 10, losing 10 as a result, leaving behind 20. Even if they were a motley bunch, Zhang Xiao Qiang’s group weren’t considered elite soldiers either. His n had just survived a D2 attack, and their morale wasn’t exactly high, and yet they could subdue this group of 20 n?
What Zhang Xiao Qiang didn’t know was that the huge gate was the psychological defense in the minds of these n. The mont Zhang Xiao Qiang had charged in, they had crumbled instantly. By the ti Common-face charged in with his 9 n, it wasn’t so much of a rebellion, instead, it had beco like a ga of cat-and-mouse, other than them having to kill a few fierce ones, the rest had all been driven out of hiding.
Brother Long’s subordinates, as well as Old Frank and Three, had long since treated Zhang Xiao Qiang as the new leader. He didn’t really mind, in any case, he would still head out for WH City in the end. Even if they were to treat him as the leader, he had no interest in this ragged old bunch. As for bringing them along? He would go crazy. The mont they were to et any S2s, these people would instantly turn into food. Zhang Xiao Qiang was not interested in delivering food for the zombies like so kind of fast food delivery. In any case, it was a question of, will he set out now, or later? That was why he accepted the treatnt in a befuddled state. After all, who didn’t like being looked at with respect? Who didn’t have the slightest ambition to be the most powerful character in a group?
“Brother Cockroach, all the rebels have been gathered. There were 3 who had incited the ss, 2 of them I’ve killed, the last one here. They’re all a bunch of retards, not daring to kill the zombies, only targeting their fellow humans. Trash!” Common-face reported to Zhang Xiao Qiang.
Zhang Xiao Qiang assessed Common-face carefully, and found that his handling of the situation was extrely satisfactory. He could be considered a talent, and Zhang Xiao Qiang decided not to use the term Common-face to call him anymore.
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