Chapter 138 Today I've Collected You, This Demon's Third Update

  Until he got on the bus, Tang Zhongle was still vomiting, his whole body emitting a mixture of foul and pungent smells that seemed to reach the sky. In one second, or perhaps less than one second, he experienced the instantaneous transformation from life to death and back to life again. The moment his body left the ground, the moment the virus's arm strength pushed him out, he was truly frightened. Death might not be so scary after all; what's scariest is being prepared to die but not actually dying.

  His whole body was covered in shit and urine, Zhang Shidong didn't pull over, the virus couldn't use Ai Yuejin's car to pull over either. In the end, it was only Guanjia's crippled legged eagle master and the head of the organization, Skinny Ghost, who came to drive him away. From the time Zhang Jun had an accident, people from various factions such as Mǐnuònuò, Hǔ Wángyé, Guǎnjiā, Jiāng Yǒngnián's bodyguard Hei Yang and others including the virus and training base personnel would follow him whenever he appeared in public, waiting to be summoned at any time.

  "Brother Dong, will they take action?" The virus asked, looking at Skinny Ghost driving away, sitting in the back seat of the Horse Tamer.

  "Take action and lose quickly, don't take action and still lose." Zhang Shidong started the car, the virus opened the door and left. From start to finish, neither of them mentioned Zhong Mouyi once.

  The car drove all the way to Jiang Xueyu's house. Along the way, Jiang Xueyu sat sideways, staring at Zhang Shidong, until the car stopped before she trembled and said, "I've found out that I've never known you."

  Zhang Shidong replied bluntly, "I've never hidden anything, you're still stuck on the fact that I saved you, take a good rest, President Jiang."

  Jiang Xue got out of the car and still looked at Zhang Shidong with a mixture of unfamiliarity and slight fear. She walked around to the driver's side and lightly knocked on the window: "I'm scared, can you take me up?"

  "Aren't you supposed to be afraid of me?"

  After all, Zhang Shidong still got off the bus and followed Jiang Xueyu into the elevator, which was filled with echoes. They went up, walked out of the elevator, and a few steps later, they arrived at the door. Jiang Xueyu's trembling hand took out the key and inserted it several times before successfully opening the door.

  "I'm leaving, take care and rest well. Sorry."

  Zhang Shidong turned around, and the axis of his feet also hesitated for a moment, which was not noticeable if one didn't pay attention to the process of turning around.

  A gust of wind behind her, a heavy human-shaped object attached to her body, Jiang Xue's hair swung over and hit her face, her left ear was suddenly bitten by the upper and lower teeth, hot and humid breathing blew into her ears. A seductive voice with a hint of temptation came: "Darling, you're safe today."

  Bang!

  Zhang Shidong closed the door. His hand reached behind and patted the woman's buttocks, which had been teasing him for half a day, and the perfect curve, elasticity, and tactile sensation made people involuntarily want to touch this woman who had risen to the ranks of an absolute beauty with her buttocks.

  "You demon, how dare you tease this great immortal? Today, I will take your demonic life."

  "Hmm..." A low hum that had been circulating a thousand times, directly caused Zhang Shidong to feel numb from head to toe, and his physiological reaction surged out.

  The big bed that was once stopped by the red light finally played its due role this time. What made it depressed was that the figure who should have been rolling on the bed only had a pair of arms propped up on the bed.

  The way she entered made Zhang Shidong irresistibly indulged in it. Jiang Xueyu, with her stunning buttocks, would give you a double sensation, and you would unconsciously immerse yourself in the perfect curve and tactile elasticity, neglecting other parts of her body.

  A demonic woman would enjoy life in madness, the bloody scenes stimulated Jiang Xue's heart that was well-protected by her father. She had never seen the dark side of the world, Zhang Shidong's world made her fearful and terrified, but at the same time also stimulated her, thinking that she should experience such madness for herself.

  "I'm tired. Can't we just rest?"

  "Ah, no, no, dirty."

  "I've seen it done before, but I just can't do it myself, please help me."

  "I'm so sleepy, can't you just let me off?"

  "Is it okay if I use my hands?"

  "Hmm... you're so evil, it's not big enough for me either, will it work?"

  "Is that so? I have to hold it with both hands."

  Evil, looking at Jiang Xueyu sleeping soundly on the bed, Zhang Shidong self-analyzed and self-criticized, too evil. Was it that plump little butt that stimulated himself? Or was it the upcoming madness? He gently got into bed, wrapped his arms around the warm and smooth figure, feeling exhausted since yesterday afternoon, swept over, gradually falling asleep, with a vague consciousness before drifting off, a thought flashed in his mind, seemingly, only when holding a woman could he truly sleep soundly.

  Almost twenty hours of high-intensity tracking, and a large amount of true energy was consumed before. Sitting in the revolving restaurant, Zhang Shidong's body lacked a lot of energy. In the afternoon, he had a thrilling battle with Jiang Xueyu, which would have exhausted an ordinary person.

  There's only damaged farming tools in the world, no fields that can't be farmed. Don't look at Jiang Xue's pleading expression, a short two-hour sleep is enough to replenish her physical energy. After waking up, she gazed at Zhang Shidong for a long time, gently kissed his forehead, and put on the bath towel that had been thrown on the ground. In the mirror of the bathroom, she looked at her radiant skin, and after waking up, it seemed that her skin had become much smoother. Her face turned red as she thought of Zhang Shidong's previous nonsense, and she secretly scolded herself: "What are you thinking? How could that thing possibly have this effect? You actually believed his nonsense."

  She changed into her home's sport shorts and short sleeves. Outside was the bitter cold of winter, but inside it was a warm 26 degrees. Looking at the slightly disheveled state of the refrigerator, Jiang Xueyu stuck out her tongue. Strong women often have one or two weaknesses that are below average. In terms of personal living skills, Jiang Xueyu was like an idiot. Almost every meal was eaten outside, and at most she would buy some instant noodles to store in the fridge. Occasionally when she was in a good mood, she would cook a little rice and stir-fry some very ordinary dishes. For an average person, this wouldn't be a big deal, but for her, it became a flaw.

  Never had she felt such an urge to enter the kitchen and cook a meal for Zhang Shidong, savoring the feeling of sitting across from each other at the dinner table.

  Spaghetti, fruit and vegetable salad, an improved version of omelette.

  Candle holder, red wine.

  Just as she was delighted in such a beautiful environment, the doorbell rang, and her good mood was instantly ruined. As she walked to the front of the door, Zhang Shidong, wrapped in a bath towel with his upper body exposed, blocked her way. Opening the door, before the other person could speak, he preemptively said: "Get out quickly, or else I'll squeeze your little JJ until it bursts, you damn leg, I couldn't even sleep soundly."

  Boom!

  Zhong Mian, who was standing outside, got scolded and was refused entry. If he hadn't dodged quickly, the door would have slammed shut on his face when Zhang Shidong closed it.

  Zhong Mian wasn't a stingy person, with one wave of his hand, the two poker-faced men standing beside him leaned their shoulders against the door frame and pushed forward, at the same time as they struck the anti-theft door, an iron sheet in their hands slid across, and just as a crack appeared near the anti-theft door's lock, the iron sheet opened the lock and pulled open the anti-theft door.

  "Zhang Shidong, I'm now officially asking you to talk, please cooperate." Zhong Mian took two steps back, his face as stern as iron.

  Inside the anti-theft door, Zhang Shidong sat on a chair facing the door, with his legs crossed and his slippers dangling from his toes. He held a gun in his hand, gesturing to the two poker-faced men not to move, while exchanging a distant gaze with Zhong Mou through the secret distance.

  "I will send you the purchase receipt for this door."

  Zhong Mian curled his lip and glanced at Zhang Shidong with a "whatever" expression, implying that he was not afraid of him.

  "Speak your mind."

  "Follow me for a walk. I don't want to use violence after all we are colleagues. I don't want you to lose too much face."

  Zhang Shidong: "I count three two one, fire immediately. Remember, if you want to find me to understand the problem, be polite, otherwise bring the documents signed by your superiors to find me."

  Zhong Mian's face changed: "Zhang Shidong, don't be too arrogant."

  Three.

  "This thing, if you don't want it to be known by everyone, it's best to cooperate with me."

  "Two."

  "Alright, we'll see about that."

  Finally, Zhong Miao compromised. He knew the madman in front of him dared to fire a shot. A man standing on the ascending road was arguing with a city thug over trivial matters. He felt it was beneath him and didn't bother to debate with him. He gave him a cold look and left with his men.

  Wow!

  A large basin of hot water was splashed out from the door by Zhang Shidong, and the straight corridor was completely covered with hot water, without any dead angle. Zhong Mian and the other two were drenched from head to toe, and when they turned their heads in anger, they saw Zhang Shidong twirling his gun, waiting for them to explode in a rage.

  "Go!" Grinding his teeth, he spat out this word, Zhong Mei had already made up his mind. No matter how many people he would offend, no matter how much gossip and rumors he would face when he returned, he was determined to teach this bastard a good lesson.

  A perfect candlelight dinner was ruined by an unexpected guest, Zhong Mei. The two people who couldn't adjust the atmosphere to its best state were enjoying their rare leisure time, but at night, the woman destined to be hugged was lying awake alone.

  Continuous sunny days have melted the snow on the streets in the city, and the warming temperature has made the night market lively again. In a city filled with exhaust fumes, countless vehicles are piled up in front of various consumer venues.

  In a famous hot pot restaurant by the lake, Yue Pengfei was drinking alone with a gloomy face, waiting for the person who was his greatest support to arrive. If that person didn't support him, what would he do? Where could he go? If it weren't for the precedent set by Chu Chu's situation, he would definitely be in a more miserable state than her.

  Tang brothers of Ice City, foreign mercenaries, thieves who robbed and fled for thousands of miles before being caught...

  One by one, none of them had imposed a news blackout on him as an "insider", the more he knew without being blocked, the more anxious he became, wondering how that guy would deal with himself.

  Deng Jiutian wore a black woolen coat with a white handmade cotton scarf around his neck. If it weren't for the fact that he was slightly undersized and couldn't show off his tall and powerful figure, this image of him would be enough to make women stop in their tracks during winter.

  The worried look on the corner of his eyes disappeared after entering the restaurant, and he regained his usual dignified demeanor as a high-ranking official. Every gesture was full of grandeur. (If you like this work,