Chapter 586: Chapter 582 Tom’s Day of Suffering 2
“Hey there, handso. Your companion has been planted in the ground by grandma, so no one will bother us now.”
“Co on, let grandma give you a big smooch~”
ng Po puckered her lips with a mischievous grin.
Upon hearing this, Tom shivered.
Surrendering himself to ng Po, this Old Witch…
He’d rather be skinned alive right now.
What can be tolerated, what can’t?
If an uncle can tolerate it, an aunt won’t!
Tom was furious!
And that fury ignited within him.
It’s not that he didn’t want to struggle. The truth was, ng Po was way too strong—his resistance seed laughably weak, like scratching an itch for her.
Not only did it fail to enrage ng Po, it appeared to make her even more excited.
“Stop struggling.”
“The more you struggle, the more excited grandma gets.”
ng Po tossed him over her shoulder effortlessly, hurling him onto the ground like a rag doll.
Her sleazy smile chilled Tom to the bone.
Tom ignored the pain coursing through his body.
He pressed his hands against the ground, scooting his backside away.
Doing everything he could to distance himself from ng Po.
“Don’t co any closer…”
Tom’s terrified expression practically turned into a reaction .
ng Po let out a vile “Heh heh” laugh.
Her gnarled claws, resembling bark-like chicken talons, extended slowly toward Tom’s handso face.
“Hiss~”
She pinched Tom’s cheek with her claws.
ng Po inhaled sharply, “Aren’t foreigners supposed to have bad skin and large pores? Handso, why is your skin so smooth?”
ng Po acted like a lecherous old scoundrel teasing a young lady.
In this scenario, Tom was the unfortunate “young lady”.
Feeling ng Po’s claws pinching and prodding his face, Tom was disgusted to the point of nausea.
He wanted to fight back but couldn’t win against her.
He wasn’t even as strong as ng Po.
Whenever Tom made a move, ng Po subdued him single-handedly, forcing him to experience the hopelessness of screaming to the heavens without response or seeking help from the earth in vain.
Unhappy pressed his hands against the ground, pulling his head from beneath the soil like uprooting a radish, then plopped himself onto the ground.
Ptooey—
Unhappy spat out mud from his mouth.
He reached in and pulled out a snake.
Casually tied it into a bow and tossed it aside.
He looked at Tom, who was being tornted by ng Po.
Unhappy blinked and showed a conflicted expression—he wanted to save Tom but was no match for ng Po, unable to even approach her.
He could only watch helplessly as Tom suffered.
Tom caught Unhappy’s gaze out of the corner of his eye.
He sent Unhappy a pleading look.
That hopeful gaze was full of anticipation.
Unhappy sighed and got up.
Clenching his teeth, he charged toward ng Po again.
ng Po pinned Tom’s arms down with her hands and, without even turning her head, lashed out with a Scorpion Tail Kick, sending Unhappy flying.
Unhappy begrudgingly ended up back where he started.
He landed in exactly the sa spot, not an inch off.
The only difference this ti was that Unhappy landed butt-first on the ground, rather than being planted in it.
Unhappy just started to climb up.
ng Po shot him a sharp glare.
Her fierce gaze was filled with threats.
It seed to say: “You better know your place. If you don’t want to die, stay put.”
“If you piss off, I’ll kill you!”
Receiving ng Po’s threatening look, Unhappy imdiately sat back down with his rump. He was more obedient than a kindergarten child.
Unhappy had been utterly cowed.
He knew he couldn’t provoke ng Po.
If she wanted to kill him, it would be far too easy.
He didn’t have a shred of power to retaliate.
He had no choice but to leave Tom to face the tiger alone.
Tom’s hopelessness deepened.
Humiliated tears rolled from the corners of his eyes.
His entire body seed lifeless.
He lay motionless on the ground.
Even as ng Po’s stinking mouth touched his cheek, he didn’t move a muscle.
“Hey handso, why aren’t you moving?”
“Co on, struggle a little.”
“The more you struggle, the more excited grandma gets.”
ng Po whispered into Tom’s ear with a sinister smile.
Tom silently shut his eyes.
No matter how ng Po taunted him, he stayed still like a corpse, refusing to react.
Seeing Tom give up resistance and stop struggling…
Smack—
ng Po’s aged face twisted in rage, and she slapped Tom viciously.
“Move!”
“Get moving for !”
“If you don’t, I’ll kill your companion!”
ng Po’s expression shifted into mania. Screaming hoarsely, she used Unhappy to threaten Tom.
Tom opened his eyes and glanced at ng Po.
His gaze was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.
“Old Witch, even if you take my body, you won’t get my heart.”
“I’ll never be responsible for an old hag. Do whatever you want.”
Tom spoke with a calm tone, almost chanical.
He seed completely changed from the man who had fought desperately monts ago.
Despair deeper than sorrow filled him.
Tom accepted his fate.
No struggle, no resistance.
He let ng Po do as she pleased, treating it as being bitten by a dog.
Smack smack smack—
Hearing Tom’s words, ng Po exploded like a firecracker.
Her hands swung wildly, slapping Tom repeatedly with great force. “You don’t drink when offered wine, but you insist on punishnt instead? Try resisting again—I’ll kill you and your buddy, flay you, pull your tendons, and light you up like a human lantern!”
Despite her old age, ng Po was full of vigor.
Each slap landed hard, leaving noticeable imprints on Tom’s handso face. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet Tom made no sound, coldly staring back at ng Po.
Beside him, his hand sohow now held a shiny Pokeball Bomb with a tal gleam.
The Pokeball Bomb was engraved with a tiny “Explosive” symbol, clearly a high-yield grenade.
Tom intended to take ng Po down with him.
This humiliation was sothing he couldn’t endure another second.
Perhaps intoxicated by her own violence, the ever-alert ng Po failed to notice Tom’s small movents.
Tom smirked coldly, about to activate the Pokeball Bomb and send both himself and ng Po to the grave.
At that mont, a sudden change occurred.
ng Po abruptly paused her actions and turned to look at the nearby forest, her shadowy eyes darting with a venomous light like a snake sizing up its prey.
“Who’s sneaking around over there?”
“Get out here, now!”
ng Po shouted angrily.
Hearing ng Po’s words, Tom froze.
His hand stopped instinctively from activating the bomb.
Following ng Po’s line of sight, he turned his head to look.
“Tch—”
“How boring. Was I discovered already?”
A familiar, casual voice rang out.
As Tom watched, a tall figure erged from behind the shadows of the trees.
Seeing who it was, Tom’s heart overflowed with joy.
He even felt a surge of emotion that nearly brought him to tears.
The newcor was none other than Taotie.
“Hey Old Witch, get off Tom already. You’ve got the looks of a corpse and the hobbies of a playboy, huh?”
“You’re old enough to have dentures, yet you think it’s cute chasing after handso young n?”
Taotie folded his arms and glared at ng Po coldly.
His words were ruthless, rcilessly mocking ng Po.
ng Po glared at Taotie with venomous eyes.
Her stare was full of malice and hatred.
If looks could kill, Taotie would’ve been torn into pieces by ng Po already.
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