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Before losing consciousness, Kun had a sudden surge of dirty words in his mind, but only managed to curse once in his heart.
Damn! This kid really knows how to play dirty!
Right after that, Zhou Feiyang, like a mouse in a cornfield, interrogated Kun's subordinates one by one.
After doing all this, he turned around and looked at the young woman locked in the toll booth, then walked over!
That woman is the direct subordinate of Kun. She saw the boss, who is usually vigorous and effortlessly takes on ten opponents at once, being knocked down by that man as if he were knocking down a mouse, and she was already scared pale. She thought the man had killed everyone outside, and now seeing him walking towards her, she couldn't help but tremble all over and instinctively shrink into the corner.
The man walked up to the toll booth and looked at the girl inside with a pale face, a charming smile on his face. But this smile, in the eyes of the other person, was more terrifying than a demon.
The man grabbed the door handle and with a slight force on his wrist, there was a click, and the door opened! The door was covered in iron, quite heavy, and the lock was sturdy, but it was pulled open by the man as if it was nothing.
The man easily pulled the door down and threw it aside, then looked at the beautiful woman cowering in the corner of the toll booth. He estimated that the fallen people wouldn't stay unconscious for too long. With a wicked smile, he said, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt at all. You'll see them again very soon."
"Ah..." The frightened girl, unable to contain her fear any longer, let out a piercing scream that echoed through the surroundings.
The man looked at the young girl who had fainted, tapped his ear, shook his head helplessly, and joked, "This kid Kun always causing trouble. Such a good voice, it's a waste not to sing! What's he doing as a special agent in the department!"
He walked back to Kun, took out a notebook, and stuffed it into Kun's arms. He was playful by nature, so after some thought, he took out the notebook again and wrote a few words on it:
"The girl in the toll booth has a good voice and looks decent. She should be suitable for singing. Don't hold her back, let her debut and pursue a career in music!"
After writing, she stuffed the notebook back into Kun's arms!
After finishing these tasks, the man returned to the toll booth, looking at his off-road vehicle. He thought about everything that had happened in the past and the uncertain future. After a moment of silence, he raised the barrier and quietly said to himself:
"Wishing you a smooth journey ahead!"
Before getting into the car, he smelled himself to make sure there wasn't a strong tobacco smell on him. Then he got into the car and started the engine.
With a roar, the off-road vehicle slowly drove away from the toll booth and headed towards the distance!
The car continued to drive on the dilapidated road, slow and steady. A black tarp hung inside the car, dividing the interior space in half. A man sat in the driver's seat, softly whistling an unfamiliar tune, the melody gentle and exceptionally pleasant. The red sun shone through the windshield, casting a radiant glow on the man's face and body. As he drove and hummed the tune, squinting at the road ahead, he felt that this was truly the peaceful state of being in the present world.
"Hmm? Awake?"
The car had been driving for who knows how long. The man noticed some movement behind the canvas and knew that the person inside should be waking up. He immediately asked with concern.
As he spoke, he was not idle. He took out a bag of red liquid from his bag and handed it to the person behind the black cloth.
A small, delicate hand, like mutton-fat jade, reached out from the black cloth and caught the bag containing red liquid. It was clearly a woman's hand. The woman took the liquid bag, lifted the black curtain, maneuvered in the cramped space of the car, and then sat in the passenger seat, somehow managing to do so. She was pregnant, with a big belly.
"Even with a big belly, you still seem the same as before," the man said with a light laugh, showing no worry or blame in his words, apparently unconcerned about any negative impact this action might have on the fetus in her belly.
The girl just woke up, in high spirits. She smiled and didn't speak, stretched lazily, her bulging belly high. The setting sun shone through the car window and onto her face. The girl looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six, with delicate features, fair skin, and bright, mischievous eyes. She was busy stretching and holding a red liquid bag in her mouth.
Stretching lazily, holding something in her mouth, with a big belly, this girl looked extremely adorable.
She is now in the stage of pregnancy, and her maternal instinct is beginning to show. The clever and lovely temperament blends with the newly awakened maternal instinct, making her emit an indescribable charm.
The woman stretched lazily, then picked up a liquid bag and tore it open with her teeth like a child, then brought it to her mouth. As soon as the bag was opened, a strong bloody smell filled the car. The liquid in the bag turned out to be blood.
She drank slowly, with an extremely elegant demeanor. After finishing one bag, she took out another from her luggage and tore it open to continue drinking. She drank several bags of blood in this manner before finally stopping. After finishing, the woman lightly licked her lips, seeming to still want more.
Throughout the entire process, the man remained focused on driving, only rolling down the car window to let the bloody smell dissipate. Clearly, he was already accustomed to the woman's blood-drinking behavior!
"After drinking so much, I'm probably going to gain weight again!" The woman lowered her head to look at her belly, observing her expanding waistline day by day. She murmured softly, "It's all because of you, you little rascal. Not only did you break your mother's rib, but you also turned your mother into a big water barrel."
After saying this, the woman chuckled again. When she laughed, her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an undeniable affection!
"Yiyun, are you experiencing prenatal depression?" The man, who had been focused on driving, turned around and joked in a serious tone.
"You're the one with prenatal depression, your whole family has prenatal depression!" The woman, unwilling to be teased by her husband, immediately fired back. As she said this, she took a deep breath, sniffed hard, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.
"Zhou Feiyang, what were you doing while I was still asleep? Why do you smell like smoke?"
"Really?" The man had promised his wife to quit smoking during her pregnancy. He thought he could sneak a cigarette without her knowing, but her sense of smell was so sharp that she immediately caught him.
"Just one, really, I promise! Kun, you remember, right? That kid insisted on me smoking, and when I refused, he forced it on me." The man defended himself adamantly.
"I was so angry that I knocked the kid out! Corrupting my strong and sturdy body with cigarettes, who does he think he is looking down on?"
"Fine, I'll forgive you one more time. But if you dare to offend again, be careful, I'll take care of you!" The woman said, pretending to be fierce.
The man nodded as if pounding garlic.
The man and woman chatted in the car for a while. Perhaps because they were about to become parents, their conversations always revolved around children.
"Fei Yang, I can't wait to see our little one! I wonder what this rascal will look like!" The woman touched her belly, filled with endless anticipation.
"I've already had the gender test done, it's a boy for sure. With a handsome dad like me, he definitely won't be lacking in anything in the future, and he will surely attract the girls." The man looked at his wife and said with a gentle smile.
"Attracting girls is a good thing, but he shouldn't be like you, always breaking girls' hearts!" The woman thought of her husband's usual style and joked, "I wonder how Xiao Shui is doing now. She's a delicate little girl, I don't know how she could like a free-spirited monkey like you."
"Hey, hey!" When his wife brought up past events, the man suddenly felt embarrassed and awkwardly touched his nose, chuckling.
"Sigh, Feiyang, wouldn't it be great if we were just ordinary people? Then we could live an ordinary life without so many obstacles and hindrances! We could just raise our child like that - when he misbehaves, I'll scold him and you'll back me up. Wouldn't that be nice?" The woman seemed to recall something, her mood becoming somewhat despondent as she spoke helplessly.
"Haha, disciplining the kids, isn't that my job as the dad? What, Yiyun, are you trying to take over my role?" The man joked to comfort his wife.
After saying this, he suddenly thought of something else and complained, "But what's the deal with your old teacher, saying he would help us leave the country, but still hasn't given us any news! That old glutton, he didn't go around the world looking for food again, did he?"
The girl was originally an optimistic person, although she worried about the future. But when she heard her husband say he wanted to compete with her for the pleasure of beating the children, she just smiled. However, when she heard her husband criticize her teacher, she felt a little unhappy in her heart.
She turned her head and gave her husband a sideways glance, saying, "How can you say that the teacher is old and not dead?"
As soon as the words fell, she thought of her teacher's situation, and smiled again, saying, "My teacher doesn't even know how long he's been alive. It seems like he's immortal!"
"I'm here, Yiyun, I'm here for everything!" The man, although equally worried about the future, still comforted his wife gently.
"Of course, I know better than anyone else about my husband's abilities!" The woman approached her husband, lay in his arms, and said confidently!
The couple chatted for a long time. The woman, who was pregnant and easily fatigued, smoked a few bags of fresh blood, then draped herself in black cloth and crawled to the back of the car to rest.
The man raised his hand to tightly pull the black cloth, thinking of his wife who had fallen into a deep sleep at this moment, remembering her sweet smile from before, and silently vowing in his heart to give her the life she desired!
At this moment, the red sun had already sunk halfway down the road. Bathed in the red light, the man watched the cars driving towards the setting sun, thinking of his wife sleeping soundly behind him, feeling as if he was heading towards heaven!
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