Zhang Yuan’s period ended, which was the first piece of good news today.
Now he could speed up his "secretly passed down" martial art training.
Killing Chen Zhuang might be considered a trivial victory, but for him at this stage, it was his first victory against an enemy and it was worth celebrating.
As for the possibility of failure, he had never considered it.
Having made up his mind to take action, he had full confidence.
Hearing Li Ming’s words, Zhang Yuan, dressed in exquisite jeans that perfectly revealed the contours of her legs and waist, pursed her lips and nodded vigorously. She elongated her fair neck and whispered into Li Ming’s ear, "Honey, I’ll obediently wait for you at ho."
In comparison to Xu Xiu’s reservedness, she was much more passionate and bold.
"Good girl, wait for at ho."
Li Ming kissed her many tis before letting Zhang Yuan go. He calmly instructed her and saw her shaking her smooth cheeks in agreent before taking the two of them down to the second floor.
This ti at breakfast, Zhang Yuan finally returned to her previous dining deanor. She was not afraid to reveal to Liu Fang and the others across the table that her legs were resting on Li Ming’s lap.
Once comfortable, she began eating breakfast happily.
The petite Xu Xiu stayed close to Li Ming, occasionally picking food for him, a worrying look in her eyes.
Li Ming, unconcerned, ate his breakfast and was seen off by the whole family when he left the villa.
"Alright, everyone stay at ho, don’t open the door unless I return, just wait for ."
Li Ming got in the car and put on a bulletproof vest over his short-sleeved shirt. He also put on protective gear on his legs and joints. Once fully ard, looking at their worried faces, he smiled, waved his hands, and urged them to go back.
After they locked the door, he got in the driver’s seat, drove off, and headed towards another villa.
All the won watched Li Ming leave. Only when he was out of sight did they close and lock the gate, a hint of worry in their hearts as they returned to the second floor lounge.
Zhang Yuan sat with Chen Li for a while, then, her round long legs wrapped in blue jeans, she left first for her own room and stayed in the bathroom for a while.
She took a deep breath, changed out of her tight jeans, picked up a bottle of shower gel and put it aside. Then she lay down on the bed, worrying for her husband and anticipating his passionate reaction when he’d co back.
"I wonder if it will feel good..."
Zhang Yuan’s long white fingers clenched the bed sheet, and after a while, she ran back into the bathroom.
She had to clean up carefully to give her first ti to her husband in the best way possible.
Yeah, her husband, Li Ming.
............
............
............
On the top floor of the cafeteria gathering area, as day was breaking, Chen Zhuang woke up from his peaceful sleep.
"Ah."
Seed like he slept very comfortably. Chen Zhuang took a deep breath, grabbed the woman by his side and fondled her. anwhile, he looked at the morning sunlight through the window. The morning light was so gentle that it provided a kind of tranquil beauty.
"I really want to beat that Li Ming to death right now."
Watching this serene view, a hint of abnormal excitent flashed in Chen Zhuang’s eyes. It wasn’t until he shivered a bit, that he ca back to his senses from the excitent.
"One more day for him to live. It’s too complicated to call people for such a task, I’m too lazy to think about that. Once he has set everything up, that’s it. A powerful mutant, such a live pig and sheep, to beat him to death little by little, into pieces, it must feel so good ..."
With these excited murmurs, Chen Zhuang’s face, illuminated by the sun, wore a very tender and harmonious expression.
He really liked the feeling of controlling his soft appearance but being extrely brutal inside.
The more serene and beautiful the scene before him, the more it reminded him of the pain he felt on the day he awakened his abilities. It was as if he were a maggot writhing on the ground, but without the strength to stand up.
It felt as though soone was pouring boiling hot oil on his body. The pain was so intense that the nerves in his brain felt as if they were about to snap.
His fingernails felt as though they were being pierced one by one with steel needles, the stinging pain making him want to chop off his fingers.
It felt as if his toes were being incessantly crushed, the searing pain making him wish he didn’t need this pair of feet.
It was like he’d fallen into an oil pan boiling with heat, sunken into the depths of a pool of sludge, but he’d lost control over his own body and couldn’t even pass out.
The terrifying pain made him, usually boastful of his toughness, ntally crumble into pieces. He wished he could destroy everything, yet he found himself reduced to squirming on the ground like a maggot.
He had thought the tornt would quickly end, but it went on from midnight to dawn, then from dawn until evening.
The agony he suffered during this ti showed no sign of easing.
In this extended period, he broke down countless tis, and a profound savagery built up inside him. All the while, he watched helplessly as so unknown power gradually turned the surrounding security guards into those monstrous figures.
Finally, on August 5th, in the late afternoon, his unspeakable pain suddenly vanished, and he regained control over his body, accompanied by an unprecedented surge of strength.
At that mont, an infected security guard, now a zombie, rushed at him, attempting to bite. Caught off guard, he instinctively defended himself, only to find the zombie’s teeth and claws couldn’t break his skin. Stunned, he furiously battered the monster into pieces.
From then on, he slowly developed an addiction to the feeling of violence. He liked tearing people apart, just like how he felt as if he was being torn apart when his powers awakened.
Each ti he shredded soone, he relished the sensation of transferring his pain to another.
So people chose to forget pain once it passed, but not Chen Zhuang. He had always harbored grudges, even for the slightest offenses, devising ways to return the favor.
For his amusent, he’d often stop workers rushing to clock in, using various excuses to delay them so they’d be scolded or docked pay by their bosses. He took great pleasure in their misfortune.
He relished humiliating female managers as well, intentionally dirtying their stockings when opportunities arose, then gleefully watching them replace the soiled ones. It gave him a unique sense of satisfaction.
Presently, he took pleasure in inflicting indescribable pain on others.
What irritated him more was that despite the imnse pain he had endured, there were others who shared his extraordinary abilities. He was always looking for a chance to kill Dwarf Monkey.
But that guy was too cunning. Instead of just letting Chen Zhuang tear him apart, he would flee at the first sign of danger. It was so slippery, he simply couldn’t catch him.
This ti, soone nad Li Ming appeared. This questionable existence irritated him as well. As soon as he discovered that Li Ming had special abilities, he yearned to tear him to shreds. However, he feared the Dwarf Monkey would seize the chance to attack him when he was fighting Li Ming.
Until the woman by his side proposed a strategy and he decided to wait. The woman suggested that he let them accomplish their goals, then sow discord amongst them so they’d fight each other. Ultimately, he could take away everything they had.
As he would do when he drove his mother back to their rural ho and claid the house for himself. Contentnt.
Initially, he was content to wait patiently. Suddenly, however, he decided he could wait no longer; he urgently needed to satisfy his own desires.
Killing the disobedient Sun San was the first step. Then, he would fight Li Ming away from Dwarf Monkey, and kill him.
Call him Brother Qiang, he deserves that, but when he called him Brother Ming, he dared to accept. Really, he’s asking for it.
If he hadn’t suddenly created this troubleso situation, he would have killed him yesterday!
But now... he would wait another day.
This nervous anticipation, the desperate urge to kill him, was also quite exhilarating.
Excitent flashed in Chen Zhuang’s eyes as he finally found the ti to see which woman was in front of him.
"Ah, it’s the wife of technician Wang. Hurry, crawl over and make food."
...
Manager Yang silently accompanied him, tolerating his reckless behavior. After he finished his breakfast, she helped the woman, who was unable to stand because she had been kneeling, up and fed her. She then watched Chen Zhuang move to the window.
Yang Ruo knew whom he was waiting for.
Sure enough, not much later, his eyes revealed a glint of excitent, and he promptly left the room.
Chen Zhuang walked outside the room, appeasing a few intimidated n. He instructed them to wait at the entrance to intercept Li Ming, asking him to deliver a cigarette and greet him before recruiting others.
"It’s much more fun to play around like this."
Chen Zhuang looked at the people standing at the entrance, licking his lips and grinning. Soone fetched a chair for him. He haphazardly sat down, and finding it not domineering enough, he called for the won inside the house to co out.
Yang Ruo wanted to dress the six won, but Chen Zhuang rebuked her. With a tight mouth, she led the six won out of the room.
Chen Zhuang had the six won line up behind him, randomly pulling two into his arms. Yang Ruo knelt by his side, her face against his arm, eagerly waiting for the forthcoming scene.
Reviews
All reviews (0)