Su Junlang observed the surveillance footage for a while and concluded that it was probably true.
He never expected that a few simple words would cause infighting among them, and that Ji Hao would be knocked unconscious by Yan Ruoliu with a brick she picked up.
Hahaha, as expected, a piece of trash is a piece of trash. Compared to me, Su Junlang, he's worlds apart.
The thought of conquering Ji Hao's four women filled Su Junlang with frenzied excitement.
Li Yaomei said, "Young Master Su, he has already fainted. Please open the door and let us in. It's so cold outside."
"Alright, alright, I'll open the door now." Su Junlang opened the door and walked out, holding a gun and rope. He was going to tie Ji Hao up so that Ji Hao would watch him play with Zhao Meijing and the other women after he woke up.
Haha, that would be really interesting.
Su Junlang has always had a peculiar hobby: he enjoys playing with other women in front of their husbands or boyfriends, which always gives him a special sense of accomplishment.
After all, ordinary games no longer interest him, so he developed certain fetishes.
In the past, during peacetime, he could play around as he pleased. Now that it's the apocalypse and there are no laws or moral constraints, he naturally has to play even more extravagantly, otherwise, how could he live up to this apocalypse?
With each step, Su Junlang's fat jiggled, making him look utterly disgusting.
His name contains the word "handsome," but his appearance is anything but handsome. Instead, he has a face full of fat and is extremely greasy, perfectly embodying the word "filthy."
"Wow, sisters, you're all so beautiful! Let's have some fun tonight." Observing them up close, Su Junlang became even more excited. Each of these four women was exceptional, a rare find even in peacetime, let alone in this apocalyptic world.
Li Yaomei laughed and said, "Wow, Young Master Su, it's been a long time. You're even more handsome than before."
Su Junlang raised his chin and said smugly, "Of course, I used to be known as the one who could charm thousands of girls. Every time I went out, beautiful women would beg me to date them."
Li Yaomei was speechless. "Is that what you call handsome? It's clearly just the magic of money."
Qiu Yiren tentatively asked, "Young Master Su, do you live alone in such a large villa complex?"
Su Junlang said, "Yes."
Qiu Yiren asked, "Isn't anyone coveting this place?"
Su Junlang patted his chest and laughed loudly, "Of course there were, but I chased them all away. Even if they had guns, it was useless. No matter how many came, I killed them all."
Ji Hao and the four women felt a chill run down their spines. Judging from Su Junlang's words, he was probably a superhuman, but they didn't know what kind of superhuman he had awakened.
In fact, Su Junlang is indeed a superhuman. Many people coveted his Doomsday Fortress and wanted to take it down, but he always had the last laugh. He killed all the men and captured and played with the women.
Su Junlang is no saint; he has played with all those women to death and then disposed of their bodies. Therefore, he is currently the only one living in his villa.
Li Yaomei wanted to get information out of Su Junlang, so she said in a sweet voice, "Young Master Su, we've seen some people with superpowers before. They can set fires or generate electricity. Do you also have superpowers?"
Just as Su Junlang was about to show off, he suddenly remembered something and said mysteriously, "Haha, it's a secret, I won't tell you."
Li Yaomei said, "I'm just curious."
"You'll find out later." Su Junlang took the rope, intending to tie Ji Hao up.
Suddenly, Ji Hao opened his eyes and punched Su Junlang hard in the chest.
Bang!
Su Junlang was sent flying on the spot, his chest caved in, and a cracking sound was heard.
He fell far away, his blood staining the snow red.
Ji Hao sneered: "What a muscle-bound idiot with a simple brain!"
"Damn it!" Su Junlang spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart filled with hatred. He never expected that Ji Hao would pretend to be unconscious and trick him. It was truly despicable.
Having taken a solid punch from Ji Hao, an ordinary person would have been dead long ago. Even a superhuman would be in danger of dying, or at the very least, seriously injured. But Su Junlang quickly got up and rushed towards the door.
The place where Su Junlang landed was very close to the gate, so he only ran a short distance before rushing into the villa and quickly closing the gate.
Not to mention Zhao Meijing and the other three women, even Ji Hao was dumbfounded. How did this guy manage to take a punch from him and act like nothing happened?
"What happened? He was clearly hit, so why does he still have the strength to stand up?" Zhao Meijing asked, puzzled.
Ji Hao suddenly realized something and sighed, "I miscalculated. He probably awakened a self-healing ability. No matter how serious the injury, he can recover instantly."
Ji Hao remembered clearly that when he went to pick up Wen Qingxia and Su Qing, he encountered a self-healing ability user outside their residence. The other party was not strong, but his recovery ability was terrifying. Even if he was cleaved in two by a sword, he would not die, but would recover instantly.
Finally, he exerted a great deal of effort, killing his opponent many times, before finally eliminating him completely.
Zhao Meijing asked, "What is a self-healing ability user?"
Ji Hao gave a brief explanation.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Meijing was filled with surprise. This kind of superpower wasn't strong in combat, but it was like an unkillable cockroach, with many lives. It could even use tactics of trading blows, making it difficult to deal with.
Ji Hao never expected to encounter a self-healing ability user again.
Honestly, if he could, he would rather trade his lightning-based ability for a self-healing ability. Combined with his life-saving ability of teleportation, no one could kill him.
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