bestfiction Chapter 376
Chapter 376
Quiet room.
01 The eldest sister closed the door, feeling very uneasy, as if two people were arguing in her mind.
One is her, and the other is also her.
'What's there to be nervous about? He's an ugly, troublesome guy. If he dares to confess his feelings, I'll beat him so badly he'll never dare to speak again.'
The other voice wasn't that of a gentle, shy young girl; instead, it was much sharper: 'Oh, oh, oh, so who dreamt of him visiting them at their bedside? Who shamelessly tried to seduce them several times?'
'Hmph, since it wasn't him, what's there to hesitate about? He dared not come to visit me; I'll teach him a lesson today.'
'Ha, how impressive! Giving a lecture at every turn. Whose silver needles were deactivated by spiritual energy just now, almost unable to return?'
Another, seemingly enraged, angrily said, "He only has polished silver needles. I wanted to humiliate him with his well-maintained magical artifacts, but I didn't expect him to have a trick up his sleeve with those needles! Humph, so what if I don't use the needles? I have thirteen ways to make him wish he were dead! Thirteen ways!"
"Wow, you're amazing! Facing a team captain who's probably not even eighteen yet, already at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and ranked second in the recruit assessment—a man who can fight and maintain magical artifacts—you actually had the nerve to beat him up! Especially since his reasons were all perfectly legitimate! Even the battalion commander has to protect this precious guy; if things escalate, I'll definitely be the one who suffers."
"Once you're under my command, you're my soldier. If I don't like you, I'll punish you. Who dares to object?"
"Wow, everyone says a man's talent is more important than his looks. You really don't think his talent is good enough for you? Really? Really, really?"
Just as she was struggling with this internal conflict, Zhong Ming was very direct and straightforward.
Start taking off your clothes.
01: ? ? ?
"What are you going to do?" In almost an instant, she drew several handy weapons.
Zhong Ming silently removed his scales and said calmly, "Let's go all the way in one go."
"Wait a minute, this isn't right."
Her mind was screaming, 'He's a thug! Beat him up! Beat him to death!' But wait, let me look at him a little longer...
While she was still in a daze, Zhong Ming, even more puzzled, said, "What's wrong? Didn't you want to beat me up? Go ahead and beat me up." Zhong Ming took out a wooden stick from his storage bag, put it in his mouth, and stared at her with a look of utter defiance.
01 While making an angry gesture, his eyes kept scanning Zhong Ming's solid body.
Many scars, a lot of scars, many horrific scars that almost span the entire body, the scar on the chest is particularly frightening, even if it is slightly off-center, it can cause devastating damage to the heart.
These are the marks of battle, some left by demonic beasts, some by merfolk. The wounded bodies are still warm, and the burning hearts are still beating.
She didn't know how to handle the situation. She raised her weapon and then lowered it again. This annoying guy was coming closer to her, and she really couldn't bring herself to hit him.
"Number 34, what's wrong with you?"
“Ugly old woman, coward.” Zhong Ming spat out the wooden stick and suddenly said this.
"What did you say?" The next moment, a whip lashed hard across his shoulder, making him wince in pain.
"Wait, wait, wait! Use a needle! Use a needle!!! Oh no, this is going to be ruined! You can't inject it there!"
The quiet room has now become a noisy room.
The noisy room has become quiet again.
It wasn't because she had calmed down, but because he had put the stick in his mouth again.
A complete set of silver needles, far more numerous than the ones he had polished, a total of two hundred and fifty-six silver needles, floated in the sky before piercing his body. They moved as if they were in an empty field, with countless spiritual energies vibrating within his body, and pain shooting straight to the top of his head.
Zhong Ming was drenched in sweat, but there wasn't a trace of hatred in his eyes. What he was really thinking was, 'Go even harder! Then you won't dare refuse my leave request, will you? Not only will you approve it, but if anyone asks, you'll have to testify that your meridian injuries relapsed during the previous battle—yes, a relapse, and a very serious one.'
However, this gaze, devoid of any hatred, took on a completely different meaning in the eyes of Sister 01.
"Go ahead and act crazy, you little brat. Make a scene as much as you want." (With a doting expression)
She never thought of him as a sadistic pervert who liked being abused or a madman who wanted to get hurt, so she couldn't understand Zhong Ming's expression at all.
What's with that expression of pain mixed with approval?
The more she hit him, the weaker her morale became. She tried desperately to encourage herself, thinking, "It's right to teach him a lesson, it's absolutely right."
Zhong Ming took the stick off for the second time; the deep teeth marks on it proved that he was indeed enduring extreme pain.
She thought he was going to beg for mercy, but he didn't.
Zhong Ming slowly bent his arm, his fingers trembling as he pointed to a silver needle in front of his chest, most of which had already penetrated his body.
“This one… you can use a little more force; it will be more effective if it goes deeper.” Then, he pinched a silver needle inserted into his thigh with his other hand, pulled it out, and said, “This one has some problems; I’ll take care of it for you later.”
Suddenly, it felt like something had punched her in the chest, making it hard for her to breathe. "Are you trying to please me, or are you trying to humiliate me?!"
"I need you, that's all."
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"You won't." His voice was distorted by pain, but he didn't want to sound angry, resentful, or hostile, so it sounded... somewhat ambiguous.
Although it was actually an older senior physically disciplining a junior, in 01's eyes it was more like a grown man stroking a little girl who was constantly stabbing him with a knife, but he just said, "Did you have fun stabbing today? Let's go home when you're done playing."
At this moment, she no longer harbored any hatred towards Zhong Ming.
At this moment, Zhong Ming himself became anxious. "Go ahead and keep stabbing me! Don't worry about me getting hurt. That's exactly what I want!"
"I think you've learned your lesson, let's stop here."
"You old hag, is that all you've got?"
......
"Ouch!!!" (bites the stick again)
.....
Time passed slowly, and the people outside finished cup after cup of tea, chatting about light topics, but anyone could tell that the atmosphere inside was tense.
Finally, the door to the quiet room opened.
01 walked out of the room with a relaxed smile on her face, while Zhong Ming walked behind her, unsteady on his feet and needing to hold onto the wall to stand.
However, Zhong Ming spoke first: "We've finished discussing our business. We've kept you all waiting."
At this moment, even the cultivators who were least familiar with Zhong Ming silently gave him a thumbs up in their hearts.
Brother, you are truly righteous!