Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Chapter 259 Slapping the Arrogant One in the Face 6

Before Leng Yuexing could finish speaking, Pei Che's artillery fire had already accurately struck the mercenary.

When the artillery fire stopped, all that remained where the mercenaries had stood was a crater, revealing white salt flats.

Leng Yuexing remained silent for two seconds, then set the spaceship to stealth mode and stared at the display screen inside the spacecraft with an inscrutable expression.

Pei Che slowly stretched out his arm, as if he wanted to pull Leng Yuexing into his arms, but his hand stopped halfway and he only patted Leng Yuexing's shoulder gently.

"Don't blame yourself for this. You did nothing wrong. These mercenaries deserve to die. They have the blood of countless people on their hands. They would do anything for money."

Leng Yuexing shook her head. "I don't feel guilty. I'm just thinking about who hired them."

Leng Yuexing naturally knew who had hired these mercenaries to capture him. His words were simply because he couldn't explain to Pei Che why he knew the mastermind behind it all.

Pei Che lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying, "I have a way to find out!"

"What's your plan?" Leng Yuexing asked, puzzled.

"Do you remember those mercenaries in front of the cave?" Pei Che asked in a low voice.

Leng Yuexing nodded.

“I only killed a few people. I knocked two others unconscious, and they should still be unconscious. We should be able to get information out of them.”

"Okay! Let's go back now!" Leng Yuexing said, starting the aircraft and flying towards the cave.

When they arrived at the cave, the person Pei Che had knocked unconscious was still lying on the ground with his eyes closed, and it seemed unlikely that he would wake up anytime soon.

Pei Che found several thick ropes on the aircraft, tied them up, and pulled them onto the aircraft.

Leng Yuexing prepared a bucket of ice water and handed it to Pei Che. Just as Pei Che was about to splash the ice water on the two of them, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Leng Yuexing with a hesitant expression.

Leng Yuexing: "?"

Pei Che raised an eyebrow and said in a low voice, "Let me ask. You go down and wait for me."

Leng Yuexing was puzzled. "Why? Is there something I can't see?"

“Mercenaries are tough, it’ll take some effort to get anything out of them.” Pei Che took out a vacuum-packed cake from his button space and handed it to Leng Yuexing. “Go eat the cake. After you finish it, I’ll tell you the answer, okay?”

When Leng Yuexing saw the cake, his eyes lit up. He couldn't resist the temptation of sweets. He tried hard to suppress the urge to smile and said in a serious tone, "Okay, then I'll wait for your news."

Leng Yuexing took the cake, turned around, and left with light steps.

It wasn't that he was afraid of those bloody methods, but rather than watching Pei Che interrogate the mercenaries here, he'd rather go outside and eat some sweet cake.

After Leng Yuexing left, Pei Che's gentle gaze instantly turned fierce, like that of a bloodthirsty wolf king.

He casually poured a bucket of ice water over a mercenary's head, and after the mercenary opened his eyes, he asked in a deep voice, "Speak, who sent you? Who are you looking for here?"

"And what are you... that dares to provoke us?" The mercenary struggled to speak, his head spinning, his vision filled only with the blurry figure.

Pei Che's brows furrowed, and he let out a "Heh!" followed by the mercenary's piercing screams...

Leng Yuexing sat on a rock next to the aircraft, eating cake. The aircraft was very soundproof, and he didn't hear a single scream until the aircraft door opened and Pei Che walked out.

Blood was dripping from the hem of his clothes, and the strong stench of blood filled the air. The murderous intent that had not yet dissipated lingered in his eyes.

Leng Yuexing set aside the empty cake wrapper, then stood up to greet him, "What's the answer?"

Pei Che paused, "Aren't you afraid of me now?"

Leng Yuexing asked, puzzled, "What are you afraid of?"

"Covered in blood, like a god of death?" Pei Che said hesitantly, as someone's accusation against him suddenly came to mind.

Looking at Pei Che, who seemed panicked and lost, Leng Yuexing gently wiped away a drop of blood from the corner of his eye with her thumb and whispered, "If you are a god of death, then I will become a god of death with you."

As Leng Yuexing spoke, she smiled and smeared the blood from her fingers onto her cheek.

Pei Che's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart seemed to skip a beat, followed by a frantic, rapid heartbeat in his ears.

In that instant, all his previous restraint vanished. He took a step forward and pulled Leng Yuexing tightly into his arms.

Then Pei Che grabbed Leng Yuexing's head and, without allowing him to refuse, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

It was a kiss tinged with blood, because of the violent collision, Leng Yuexing's teeth broke Pei Che's lip.

Blood spilled out, but Pei Che paid no attention to it; all he wanted now was to devour Leng Yuexing.

After endlessly gnawing, devouring, and absorbing, Pei Che, still feeling it wasn't enough, simply picked up Leng Yuexing and strode towards the room inside the aircraft.

The tingling sensation in his soul told Leng Yuexing that he was right; Pei Che was indeed his lover in this life.

He smiled, closed his eyes, and returned the kiss with equal force.

The door slammed shut, and through the crack, all that could be seen was Pei Che pinning Leng Yuexing to the bed, his hands tightly gripping her body, brooking no resistance whatsoever…

Leng Yuexing woke up in the midday sun the next day, and he slept exceptionally soundly.

The sound of Pei Che's soft breathing came from above; Pei Che was still asleep.

He got up and leaned against Pei Che, looking down at Pei Che's sleeping face.

He couldn't help but sigh that Pei Che was also very handsome in this life, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and sharp lips, like a spirited general.

He couldn't help but trace Pei Che's lip shape with his hand, but Pei Che reached out and grabbed his hand after he had only drawn half a circle.

"Getting up so early means I didn't work hard enough yesterday." Pei Che's slightly hoarse voice rang out as he opened his eyes and smiled at Leng Yuexing.

Leng Yuexing twitched her lips, raised her arm and shoved it in front of Pei Che's eyes, "Take a look, is there any good flesh left on my body?"

The arm that was pressed against Pei Che's face was covered with purplish-red marks, one after another, covering the entire skin.

Pei Che knew that there were such marks not only on his arms, but on every other part of his body.

A hint of heartache flickered in his eyes, but a lingering smile played on his lips as he softly asked, "I'm sorry, does it hurt?"

Pei Che was about to lift his head and gently kiss him when Leng Yuexing quickly pulled her arm away, pressed her index finger to his lips, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Again?"

Pei Che chuckled softly, knowing that Leng Yuexing had misunderstood, but Leng Yuexing's words aroused his desire.

Pei Che's eyes darkened, then he flipped over and pinned Leng Yuexing down. "That's not enough. I'll take the rest myself."

"Pei Che!" Leng Yuexing didn't have a chance to say the rest of his words before his lips were sealed tightly again...