Chapter 45: First Volume_Chapter 45 Black-bellied x Arrogant (9)

First Volume_Chapter 45 Black-bellied x Arrogant (9)

Jiang Zhi heard it, and her expression instantly sank into dejection.

She lowered her eyes, her crow-feather-like long lashes drooping, casting a faint shadow, and she bit her pale lips.

She no longer spoke.

All the way to the residence of the Leader of the Evil-doers Organization, it was a presidential suite, the building facilities luxurious, everywhere exuding a precious aura, especially that door, which was actually gold-plated, reflecting a glittering gold light in the moonlight.

"Go in." Bao Jiu said.

Jiang Zhi hesitated for a long time, but eventually she still pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Even if she didn't go in, she could imagine that those people behind her would also drag him in.

The huge room's light was bright and blinding; a crystal-like diamond-shaped chandelier hung overhead, and in the center of the living room stood a large bed, upon which lay various instruments and toys.

Jiang Zhi, who had never seen such things before, blushed with embarrassment and anger.

She retreated step by step, and a low, cold voice came from behind her.

"Beauty."

Jiang Zhi turned her head and saw a muscular giant, towering over her by a head, his dark shadow looming over her entire body, his aura terrifying.

Under the man's eyes were deep black circles from excessive indulgence; his eyes reflected her face, and the corners of his mouth were twisted upward in a frenzy.

"You're truly beautiful."

Saying that, he licked his lips.

Jiang Zhi could not hide the fear on her face; she stepped back, widening the distance between them, forced a stiff smile, and said, "You, you are the Leader?"

The Leader wasn't in a hurry to deal with her, teasing her like a cat playing with a mouse, he sauntered over, "Yeah, I'm the Leader of the Evil-doers Organization; this whole area is my turf, everyone belongs to me, and you do too."

Jiang Zhi gripped the hem of her skirt until her fingertips turned white, straining to keep distance as she retreated, asking, "Can I follow you? Could you be gentler with me?"

The girl huddled in the corner, her black long hair falling over her shoulder, her snow-white profile delicate and exquisite, her petite frame seeming as if it could be easily broken, frail and weak.

The Leader halted his steps, scarlet light flashing in his eyes, filled with desire.

"Good! Good!!"

He stepped closer, his fingers covering the girl's soft black hair ends, standing before her, like a beauty and a beast.

Just as he was about to lower his head to kiss the girl, a sudden violent pain struck the back of his head, his vision went black, he stared at her in disbelief, then collapsed motionless to the ground.

Jiang Zhi feared he wasn't fully unconscious, she tightly gripped the brick in her hand and struck the man's hard on the back of his head.

Only when she saw blood did she stop her action.

The bright red blood flowing along her hair onto the floor stained Jiang Zhi's white dress, adding a pattern reminiscent of red plum blossoms.

Jiang Zhi didn't have time to think about that; she lifted her skirt and ran outside.

The cool night wind rushed at her; Jiang Zhi drew a deep breath, her pale cheeks still lingering with fear.

She turned, preparing to follow the remembered route toward the basement, when suddenly a person appeared before her.

"Where are you going?"

The man stood in the night, his sharp brows slightly raised, the lenses of his clear glasses reflecting a dark, dangerous hue.

Jiang Zhi's body tensed suddenly as she looked at Bao Jiu's face, she bit her lip, and after a long while said, "You, can you let me go?"

Her voice carried pleading.

Bao Jiu approached leisurely, his gaze sweeping over the room's situation; upon seeing the Leader collapsed on the ground, his expression flickered, and he looked at her with some surprise.

He hadn't expected her to escape from the Leader's grasp.

Trash.

A piece of trash.

He should have been controlled.

"Bao Jiu"—that is, Xie Wuchen—had a cold, composed face, his gaze fell on the girl's pale face, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, without a trace of warmth.

"Letting you go—what benefit would that bring me?"

Jiang Zhi froze on the spot, locking eyes with the man's emotionless, snake-like cold gaze, her heart suddenly plummeting into an icy abyss.

Her body felt cold and powerless.

Yeah.

What benefit could she possibly have for him?

In the apocalypse, the weak are prey to the strong; the weak are destined to be eliminated.

And her physique is no good, nor her abilities.

How can she survive?

She said she would protect Xie Wuchen with her mouth, but in her heart she had no confidence at all.

Xie Wuchen watched the girl's expression grow more desperate, his inner feelings becoming ever more pleased.

Right.

That's how it should be.

After despair, let her fall into darkness.

"I can let you go, but—" Xie Wuchen slowly bent down, bringing his mouth to her ear, his voice low and coaxing:

"You will be my woman."

Up close, the girl's body emitted a unique, alluring fragrance that wafted over him, curling around his nose, arousing him intensely.

Jiang Zhi heard it, her face instantly drained of color, her dark eyes lingering for a long while.

Suddenly, she reached out and shoved him away with force.

The corner of her mouth twisted in a sneer, her brows and eyes lifted, she gave him a glance and let out a derisive chuckle.

"Just you?"

Arrogant and looks down on everyone.

"Even if I die, I won't collude with scum like you!"

Having said that,

Jiang Zhi grabbed a brick and slammed it onto her own head.

Xie Wuchen reacted swiftly to stop her movement; expecting a serious deviation, his narrow eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

"Do you think I'll let you die so easily?" the man's icy voice whispered like from hell: "I will only torture you, making you wish you were dead."

Jiang Zhi struggled desperately, but the man hoisted her onto his shoulder and strode toward the open room.

His intention was obvious; Jiang Zhi panicked, unable to break free, she could only bite his shoulder, but her teeth nearly shattered, to no effect.

"Let me go!! Bao Jiu! Let me go!"

Her body slammed onto the soft big bed, bouncing twice, making her head spin.

After she reacted, her whole body was pressed beneath the man; his cold fingertips touched her chin, forcing her to lift her brows and eyes, meeting his gaze devoid of any emotion.

"Beg for mercy from me, and I might let you go." Xie Wuchen leaned in, his clear, cold breath spraying onto her face.

Jiang Zhi was both furious and despairing; her beautiful dark eyes reddened, tears welled, blurring her vision, she glared at the man with deep hatred, slightly parting her lips:

"Delusional—"

As her words fell, the man gripped her jaw tightly, leaned in and bit her lips, beastly and rough enough to make one's hair stand on end.

Soon they tasted a rich, bloody sweetness.

The man's icy tongue probed her lips and teeth, awkward and inexperienced.

Having tasted the girl's sweetness, a tingling, pleasant sensation seeped into his marrow; Xie Wuchen, feeling excitement and pleasure he'd never known, tightly held the back of her head, entwining with her evasive soft tongue.

Those dark, deep eyes surged with a mad desire to possess, as if wanting to devour the girl entirely.

The man was like finding an oasis in a desert, seizing and possessing.

Several times her head nearly hit the headboard, but the man dragged her down beneath him; the long kiss ended, the girl's lips in his arms flushed red, covered with clear, crystal-like moisture.