bestfiction Chapter 421
Chapter 421
Before Zhong Ming could even turn his head, a fragrant breeze wafted into his nostrils, instantly making his blood boil and his spirits soar.
"Madam, you..."
Zhong Ming stopped speaking mid-sentence. Behind him appeared Fang Qianqian's older sister, the battalion commander's Daoist partner. She wasn't exactly disheveled, but her elegant Daoist robe had some rouge smeared on her left shoulder, and there was a bright red lipstick mark on her right arm that hadn't been wiped off. Various powders left ambiguous marks on her body.
Zhong Ming could already imagine how many kinds of incense and perfume had brushed against her. She stormed into the brothel looking for the annoying Fang Qianqian. As soon as she entered, the professional handsome men and beautiful women swarmed around her... no, they practically clung to her.
She was pushed and pulled from the left and right but couldn't get away, and she was overwhelmed by his sudden movements. There might even be a few classic exchanges.
"Let me go! I'm here to find someone!"
"Oh, sir, everyone who comes here is looking for someone. Just tell me your requirements, whether you're male or female, fat or thin, and whether you have any particular lineage, bloodline, or spiritual attribute. Our shop will arrange something to your satisfaction."
She angrily declared that she was there to find a man, but received an even more enthusiastic response, "Hey, you're here to find your man? Your man's here learning techniques, so you're the one who'll be enjoying himself when he gets back. Even if he's like this, you should at least have some fun here too. It's not like you're some kind of freeloader. Just tell me who you want. If he requests one girl, I'll arrange two for you; if he requests two, I'll find you three; if he requests one bed, I'll call all the handsome young men here to help you keep things going..."
Zhong Ming almost burst out laughing when he imagined such an amusing scene.
The battalion commander's wife is ruthless when it comes to dealing with foreign enemies, but if she were to stir up trouble, she would probably flee in panic if she encountered these soft-waisted and beautiful women.
“Madam, I don’t know where he went either. I can’t move too fast with my body. Why don’t you send someone to investigate first and eliminate some wrong options?”
Zhong Ming practically said: Tell me which brothels you've been to, and I'll stop going to those places.
The battalion commander's wife didn't buy it at all. With a flick of her long leg, she kicked the back of the wheelchair, and Zhong Ming was instantly launched into motion.
"Get out of here! Find him right now! I've searched the entire area within a 20-mile radius. If you don't bring my brother back, don't ever come back!"
Zhong Ming underestimated her unwavering determination as a "brother-protecting maniac." He sped along the main road of the camp, only to collapse headfirst at the warehouse gate.
"Sir, are you alright?" A guard rushed over, but upon seeing that it was Zhong Ming, he didn't immediately step forward. Instead, he covered his mouth and chuckled, clearly in a good mood.
Serves you right, what goes around comes around, and your bad luck has come your turn.
He shouted, "Sir, I'm coming to help you up." But he stood up straight and knelt on one knee, not as if he was there to help, but as if he was there to give a beggar a few coins.
Zhong Ming ignored him. He wasn't so incapacitated that he couldn't move. He flipped himself up and, amidst the astonished gazes of the people who had run over, righted his wheelchair, sat in it, and drove away.
Those who watched were stunned.
'You can stand up, so why are you in a wheelchair?'
......
An hour later, Zhong Ming leisurely arrived at the entrance of a lavishly decorated brothel.
Several girls soliciting customers hesitated for a moment, seemingly thinking he was just a passerby.
There are very few people who come to brothels in wheelchairs; they can truly be described as "physically disabled but determined."
A young woman approached, glanced at Zhong Ming's face, and swallowed back the words "handsome young man," instead uttering, "Fellow Daoist... are you here looking for a girl?"
"No, I'm here to find a man."
The female cultivator gave him a disdainful look and turned to call the others, but Zhong Ming suddenly grabbed her hand.
"Fellow Daoist, you..." The icy touch on her hand told her that this was a water spirit stone, which seemed...not bad.
"I'm looking for someone named Fang Qianqian. See if she's here with you."
"Sir, may I ask who he is to you?" For the sake of the spirit stones, she was willing to say a few more words. Her eyes began to scan Zhong Ming up and down, judging whether there was any money to be made out of him, and whether she could squeeze more out of him.
“Tell him that I am his superior, and the battalion commander’s wife told him to get out here.”
After hearing this, she understood that this was a cultivator below the battalion level, so there was no need to be too afraid.
"Sir, please come in and have a seat. We'll find someone for you right away." She wanted to help push the cart inside, but... "Sir, could you please let go of my hand first?"
"What, are you afraid of this when you're doing this job?" Zhong Ming not only didn't hold back, but also reached out with his other hand.
Now, she has two spirit stones in her hands.
Her eyebrows curved into crescents, and although her skin and flesh hadn't been touched, her eyes smiled in a way that was captivating.
With a sway of her hips, the women standing behind her immediately understood that she was someone with some spare cash, and a group of beauties immediately surrounded her.
Seduction techniques and aphrodisiacs are never lacking in this line of work. A group of girls, their fragrance wafting towards Zhong Ming's face.
Is Zhong Ming that kind of man? His face darkened, and his hands moved with lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, the scale helmet was on his head, combining with the scale armor on his body to form a fully enclosed suit of armor. With a bite of the oxygen stone, he immediately entered a low-intensity divine light armor state.
"work."
The girls gave him a resentful look and had no choice but to obediently follow the rules.
As for the cost of these spirit stones...
Zhong Ming said it was okay, and he would ask Fang Qianqian to make up for it later.
After all... he didn't complete the mission!
This was his second time entering a large brothel. He entered through the main entrance, and everything here was so luxurious. There was a large wall at the entrance, which was an inner screen wall used to block the view of people outside, because the shows inside... had to be paid for.
Zhong Ming was seated in a small, elegant room on the outermost edge of the room. It was more like a resting place for the girls who solicited customers outside. There was only a small sofa, a small coffee table, and a painting of flowers, birds, fish, and insects.
There were some tea snacks on the coffee table. Zhong Ling was very well-behaved, sitting still as a rock.
The brothel was bustling with customers seeking pleasure and romantic encounters, and business was booming. Zhong Ming sat there for a while when he suddenly spotted a somewhat familiar figure.
"Miss Yao?"
The figure didn't stop and hurried past.
Zhong Ming didn't pay any attention; perhaps he had mistaken her for someone else. She looked like the innkeeper from the first night he stayed in Jueya City.