Li Changfeng, the King of Assassins, is entrusted by his master to protect a wealthy young lady. However, he is met with rejection, and the two begin a battle of wits. What kind of sparks will fly ...
"It's good that you're back." Du Xiaoyue turned her gaze to Zhu Wanwan, and her expression was somewhat strange when she saw that Zhu Wanwan was wearing Li Changfeng's clothes.
"she……"
"Oh, this girl is too stubborn, so I used a little special method."
As he spoke, Li Changfeng released Zhu Wanwan's pressure points.
"Let's start removing the curse," Li Changfeng urged.
Zhu Wanwan pointed to her throat, indicating that the pressure point for silencing her should be released.
"Once Xiaoyue's problem is resolved, I will naturally let you speak."
"I hope you don't try anything funny. Don't forget that I've poisoned you too."
"Whether you're truly fearless or just pretending, at the very least I can make you suffer a painful, agonizing death," Li Changfeng threatened.
He then leaned closer, speaking in a very low voice, barely audible to the two of them, "If I discover anything fishy, you're finished."
"I'm not only going to eat you and have a taste of your freshness, but I'm also going to send you to Southeast Asia."
"I have plenty of connections there, I can guarantee that no fewer than twenty men will take turns scouting there every day."
Zhu Wanwan trembled, a deep sense of apprehension appearing in her eyes.
He began to diligently remove the curse from Du Xiaoyue.
Li Changfeng kept a close watch on the entire process, fearing that he might leave behind a backup plan.
It's alright for me to be here and help Du Xiaoyue. If she gets angry and slaughters Qingyun Village, then after I leave, if the matter isn't resolved, that will be the beginning of Du Xiaoyue's ordeal.
The power of Gu worms is indeed not to be underestimated; they can really turn a person into skin and bones in the shortest amount of time.
It's neither human nor ghost.
The method to remove the curse is terrifying; the timid cannot withstand it.
The insect crawled out of Du Xiaoyue's nose. It was extremely ugly and disgusting, with three pairs of wings.
Especially after Zhu Wanwan swallowed it, it made people want to vomit.
Some people might find it exciting, but most people still can't accept it.
What the hell is this?!
"Mmm." Zhu Wanwan pointed to her throat.
"You're smart to know what's good for you." Li Changfeng quickly pressed two points with his fingers, and Zhu Wanwan coughed, which proved that her speech acupoints had been released and she could speak.
"Young lady, I had no other choice but to resort to this tactic."
"No offense intended, please forgive me." Li Changfeng wasn't afraid, but rather he didn't harbor any deep hatred.
They got into a fight over a dinner party, that's all.
The key point is that Du Xiaoyue still lives here, not far from Qingyun Village.
Reconciliation is necessary at this time.
"Hmph, you're no good person." Zhu Wanwan glanced at her sideways.
"Say what you will, from now on we'll keep to ourselves and not interfere with each other. We'll become friends after this little misunderstanding." Li Changfeng shrugged.
"So my brother got beaten up by you for nothing?"
"Please, you were there and saw it with your own eyes. You know what happened. It was your brother who started it, not us."
"I..." Zhu Wanwan was speechless.
"Xiaoyue, go find her some clothes, I'll take her back."
"Okay." Du Xiaoyue nodded and went to the bedroom.
“Young lady, please. You can’t get dressed in front of me, but I’d be happy to.” Li Changfeng said with a smile.
"You filthy scoundrel, you lowlife!" Zhu Wanwan cursed, then walked towards a room on the side.
About five minutes later, Zhu Wanwan came out wearing loose casual clothes.
"Let's go."
Zhu Wanwan followed behind, reluctantly, without even glancing at him.
There wasn't a single easy moment in this day; it was a constant back and forth.
I'm so damn tired.
"Hey, do you dare tell me your name?" Zhu Wanwan, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly said.
"I wouldn't dare," Li Changfeng said casually.
"coward."
"Yeah, I've always been a bit timid since I was little, and I always sleep under a woman's blanket," Li Changfeng said in a cheeky tone.
"Hehe, what a heavy taste." Zhu Wanwan's words were completely irrelevant and baffling.
What do you mean?
"That Xiaoyue must be at least thirty years old, an old woman. You're so smitten with her body. What else could it be but a weird taste?" Zhu Wanwan complained.
"You don't understand. There are countless men who like young married women. They are knowledgeable, considerate, and not clingy."
"A pat on the butt, a glance, and they know what to do next."
“Besides, what right do you have to call others old?” Li Changfeng retorted.
"Even if it's old, it's still better than two peanuts you're growing in your greenhouse."
That's a critical hit.
It pierced my lung, and the pain was so intense I couldn't breathe.
"You...bastard!" Zhu Wanwan was filled with shame and anger.
"Hahaha!" Li Changfeng laughed heartily.
"I want to fight you one-on-one, a proper match, are you brave enough?" Zhu Wanwan became more and more angry and made a challenge to a duel.
Isn't that just asking for trouble?
Some people even asked themselves to slap themselves twice.
It's like saying, "Go ahead and hit me! Go ahead and hit me!" and then actually getting beaten up.
"Screech..." The car braked suddenly and stopped on the side of the road.
Since someone made this request, Li Changfeng felt he had to fulfill it.
"Are you sure?" Li Changfeng raised an eyebrow.
"I'm sure, I want to beat you up, pin you to the ground and beat the shit out of you." Zhu Wanwan clenched her fists, her teeth itching with anger.
My anger level is at its maximum; I'll go crazy if I don't vent it.
What happened tonight was more frustrating than the previous twenty years.
"I'll grant your wish." Li Changfeng pushed open the car door and got out.
Zhu Wanwan got out of the car, her mind filled with rage, and she lost her sense of direction.
"Let's make this clear first, we're just having a friendly competition. If you lose, you won't throw a tantrum or threaten suicide, will you?"
"No, even though I'm a woman, I don't know how to write 'crying'," Zhu Wanwan said firmly.
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