Fang Zong saw the neon lights flashing, decisively landed, and walked quickly.
In the East, some places are hard to find; there are many who skirt the edges but few who actually do the work.
Fang Zong didn't want to go into a borderline place. If others didn't do it, he couldn't help but force them. That was not good, absolutely not good!
We might as well find some people who seem to be involved in the underworld, regardless of gender, who definitely know about these kinds of places.
Ask first!
Walking in the shadows, surrounded by noise and chaos, Fang Zong caught up with a girl dressed like a delinquent and actually managed to get some information out of her.
What surprised him even more was that this decent-looking young woman was a prostitute. He looked her up and down, about to take out his money, when he suddenly froze, like a wooden doll.
He couldn't control himself!
If he could control himself and use less force, he could do it with an ordinary person. But if he couldn't control himself, once he released his pent-up energy, let alone whether a woman could withstand his muscles and frequency, the saliva from his heirloom alone could pierce a woman through!
You can't do that!
Fang Zong's rationality warned him that his upbringing made him hold his breath, abandon the whole stack of bills, stuff them into the young delinquent's hand, and turn to leave.
Young delinquent girl: "(O_o)??"
You got paid, but now you're not going to do it?
Absolutely not!
You underestimate my professional ethics!
The young delinquent stared at Fang Zong's retreating figure, his muscular physique making her gasp. Thinking of Fang Zong's handsome face, she swallowed hard and chased after him.
"Don't go, I want to have you... no, you paid me so you have to have me!"
To everyone's surprise, Fang Zong suddenly turned around and shouted, "Get lost!"
A gust of wind blew as soon as she opened her mouth, the hot air carrying a faint smell of tobacco, instantly knocking the young delinquent girl over her feet.
The young delinquent noticed that Fang Zong was acting strangely. Then she saw Fang Zong's Tang-style sword and the Thunderclap, and disregarded her sore bottom from the fall, she chased after him to grab him.
"General? Are you alright, General? I'll send you to the Demon Slayer Squad!"
Take your hand off!
Fang Zong quickly broke free; even the girl's smooth, soft hand made him shiver.
He pulled out another wad of bills, threw them on the ground, and walked away from the young woman: "Go, leave. You can't interfere in my business. Take the money and leave. Will you die?"
He couldn't hold back any longer.
The young delinquent still wanted to intervene. Although she was a troublemaker and not well-liked, it didn't mean she forgot that it was the military generals who protected the world.
She's a troublemaker, but she doesn't criticize good police officers. When she sees a military officer in trouble, she'd like to lend a hand.
But upon seeing Fang Zong's serious expression and resolute cold face, he still left.
Fang Zong stared at the young delinquent girl's hot pants, shapely buttocks, and slender back. He almost couldn't resist several times, but he managed to hold back and looked in the direction of the Ten Gates City Ghost Killing Team branch.
[Forget it, even a female warrior of the Demon Slayer Branch's level might not be able to withstand my current state. What's the point of going there and making a fool of myself?]
Fang Zong thought this way, but he also knew that he had no other choice.
They had no choice but to head in the direction of the demon-slaying team.
He endured each step with restraint, not daring to use his full strength, for fear of stimulating the true yang energy to explode even more.
As I passed through a small alley, I suddenly froze.
There were a few people at the entrance of the alley—no, they were stone statues, and they seemed to exude the aura of living people.
It's a man.
Fang Zong took a few quick steps forward, a bitter smile on his face.
Damn it, that's enough of you, true yang energy!
Now, when he looks at a few stone statues of men, he thinks they're actually quite handsome!
He turned to leave when he suddenly heard a disdainful snort from inside, and it was a woman's voice.
My lower abdomen suddenly throbbed, and I unconsciously walked inside.
The alley was deep and secluded, probably the back alley of a bar or KTV, where many drunk people were making a ruckus. Fang Zong noticed that regardless of gender, anyone making a scene would suddenly freeze, turning into a stone statue.
Among the crowd was a woman whose age was impossible to discern.
She is very beautiful, or rather, cold and aloof.
The woman looked to be in her twenties or perhaps thirties. Time seemed unable to etch lines on her face; she resembled a cold, aloof older sister who was destined to pass by, as icy and pure as snow.
She wore a gray patterned cheongsam, her figure was exquisite, yet she seemed untouchable.
The simple frameless glasses only enhanced her aloof demeanor!
Then……
Go for her!
I absolutely have to sleep with her!
The True Yang Fire suddenly exploded, and Fang Zong's reason collapsed instantly, leaving only one thought—
I slept with her!
He moved swiftly, striding past countless lifeless stone statues, and in an instant, he pulled the woman into his arms.
With a few quick movements, the cheongsam instantly shredded into tiny strips of fabric.
"Fang Zong?" Shi Ji was a little confused.
She's completely naked now, but it doesn't really matter. Every person, every demon, comes into this world naked and leaves naked.
She is Shi Ji, not Shi Yan from the so-called paternity testing institute in the 21st century.
I left it there because I was too lazy to move it.
She's lived so long, it's the same no matter where she is.
Being touched, kissed, or grabbed by Fang Zong... well, it's okay.
"Should I kill you, or should I kill you?"
Shi Ji murmured, his hand landing forcefully on Fang Zong's forehead, but then turning into a gentle stroking.
She had never been with a man before, which was actually quite simple; she just hadn't found anyone she liked. But Fang Zong gave her a very strange feeling, as if he were a great demon king above her, absolutely worthy of her.
Since that's the case, let's experience something we've never experienced since we were transformed from rocks today.
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