The Romantic Soldier King

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This was a luxurious living room. There were two people sitting in the living room, a man and a woman.    

    

The man reached out to caress the beauty under his body. His eyes were blurred, and his lips moved up and down, occasionally letting out a naughty smile.    

    

"Do you like my place?" Qiu Hong laughed obscenely.    

    

"You like it? "Boss Qiu, can you bring me to play every day?" The coquettish woman laughed. Her eyes slightly raised and her lips curved, naturally revealing her sexy figure.    

    

She played with one of her fingers as she laid on the sofa with an endless spring light shining on her.    

    

Qiu Hong looked at the scene in front of him and laughed obscenely: "Wanting to play here is not impossible, it will depend on how you perform today."    

    

With that said, Qiu Hong impatiently took off his pants, and casually grabbed onto the beautiful woman's clothes. However, at this time, there was a sudden "bang". The glass on the balcony shattered and a figure rushed in.    

    

"Who is it?" Qiu Hong shouted.    

    

Some blind dog thief had stolen something from him. When he saw who it was, he couldn't help but freeze on the spot. His angry expression turned into one of fear as he turned around and ran away without saying a word.    

    

As for the bewitching woman who was pressed under his crotch, he did not know what was going on, but seeing that Qiu Hong was about to run away, he followed after her.    

    

"Why did I come all the way here? Don't you welcome me?" Ye Cheng's expression was cold, he grabbed an empty bottle and threw it towards Qiu Hong's figure, the bottle accurately hit Qiu Hong's back.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

With a miserable scream, Qiu Hong's body fell to the ground, trying to get up with all his might.    

    

"Stop struggling, you won't be able to escape." Ye Cheng snorted, he lightly walked to Qiu Hong and grabbed his head, then lifted him up and pushed him against the wall.    

    

"Please spare me, Wang Ge! Please spare me!" Qiu Hong pleaded. Didn't uncle tell the killers to go kill him? Why is he still alive?    

    

"Spare our lives?" The corner of Ye Cheng's mouth raised slightly, as he grabbed Qiu Hong's head and smashed it fiercely against the wall.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

A heart-wrenching scream came out, Qiu Hong fell onto the ground with her hands covering her face, the white wall was stained with a layer of fresh blood, the sight was shocking, the beautiful woman had never seen such a bloody scene, her brain short-circuited and she fainted.    

    

"Spare me! Wang Ge, spare me! I know I was wrong! I swear that I will never dare to offend you again!" Qiu Hong begged bitterly, he did not know how Ye Cheng found this place.    

    

The originally handsome face was badly mutilated.    

    

"Is that so?" Ye Cheng laughed: "It's fine if you want to live, but it depends on your performance."    

    

Hearing that, Qiu Hong stopped screaming, and without caring about the pain on his face: "Wang Ge, tell me, if there is anything I can help you with, as long as it is something I can do I will definitely do it."    

    

"Where's your uncle, Lao San Qiu." said. He thought that the two would be together, but who would have thought that there was only one of them here, if he had killed Qiu Hong, that Lao San Qiu would definitely have hidden himself.    

    

"Ah!" Qiu Hong was not an idiot, most of the reason why Ye Cheng wanted to find his uncle was to kill him too. He was not worried about his uncle's safety, but whether or not Ye Cheng would kill him after he killed his uncle.    

    

"What is it? Don't you want to tell me? " Ye Cheng said coldly as he grabbed Qiu Hong's head, pretending to want him to kiss the wall again.    

    

"Ah, Wang Ge doesn't want it. I'll say, I'll say." Qiu Hong wailed, afraid that if Ye Cheng tried again, it would be more than enough for him. If he tried again, his life would be forfeit.    

    

"Speak."    

    

"Wang Ge, I told you if you could spare my life." Qiu Hong kneeled on the ground and pleaded for mercy, he did not want to die, he still had a lot of money that he had not spent yet.    

    

"Don't worry about that. After all, the one who hired the killer to kill me was your uncle and not you." Ye Cheng sneered.    

    

"Thank you, Wang Ge. Thank you, Wang Ge." Qiu Hong was extremely excited. With Ye Cheng's words, his little life could be saved, but he did not think that Ye Cheng would know that it was the assassin hired by Lao San Qiu to kill him.    

    

"Lead the way, my time is limited." Ye Cheng sneered, it was fortunate that his uncle was still treating him well, he didn't expect him to be sold with a single sentence.    

    

"Okay, okay. Please come to Wang Ge." Qiu Hong was afraid that Ye Cheng would go back on his words, so he casually pulled out a cloth and wiped off the blood on his face.    

    

After wiping the blood on his face for a while, Qiu Hong did not dare to be negligent, and brought Ye Cheng to the outskirts of the city. In a short while, the two of them arrived at a shabby thatched hut.    

    

The thatched cottage was quite remote. It had been abandoned for quite some time, and was overgrown with weeds. The shrubs covered the thatched cottage completely, making it impossible to discover it without looking carefully.    

    

"Wang Ge, my uncle is inside." Qiu Hong pointed at the thatched hut and said pitifully.    

    

Ye Cheng inspected the thatched cottage, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, as he laughed coldly: "Looks like you guys still have things that cannot be exposed to the light."    

    

As he spoke, he carried Qiu Hong and swaggered towards the thatched cottage. As for the danger, Ye Cheng didn't even think about it.    

    

At the entrance of the thatched cottage, a man lazily stretched as he yawned, "Ma De, it's still so late. I'm so tired."    

    

"Why do you want to go to the shampoo store now?" The other person beside him let out a meaningful smile.    

    

"Yeah, I heard that there's a new shampoo shop on the east side of the street. I heard that the source of the products is pretty good, so I want to go and try it out." As the man smiled, he suddenly heard a commotion not too far away in the bushes.    

    

"Who's there?" The man vigilantly forgot about the past.    

    

"The person who wants your life."    

    

Ye Cheng quietly appeared behind him, with a cold glare appearing in his hands. The man held onto his bleeding neck and fell to the ground, even in death he still could not understand how this person came to his back, and his companion was also lying in a pool of blood. The two twitched for a few moments before they stopped moving.    

    

"This." Qiu Hong looked at Ye Cheng with a hint of fear, the two of them were like babies in front of him, completely unable to resist.    

    

After taking care of the two of them, Ye Cheng looked through the gaps of the thatched cottage and saw that it was filled with people.    

    

At this time, Lao San Qiu held a bag of white powder in his hand and smiled at the person in front of him, completely unaware of the danger that was nearing, "I say, brother, your goods are not as pure as before, the price is definitely not as expensive as before right?"    

    

"Brother Qiu, those words of yours are heavily investigated now. Where's the high purity white powder?" Opposite of Lao San Qiu, a man with glasses spoke out.    

    

"Whap."    

    

Lao San Qiu and bespectacled man had still wanted to discuss the price when the door was suddenly kicked in half. Slicing wood shavings flew everywhere and a few unlucky fellows who were leaning against the door were stabbed by the wood shavings that flew in their bodies, falling onto the ground unconscious.    

    

"What's going on?" bespectacled man cried out as he carried the white powder in front of him and looked coldly at the man who walked in through the door.    

    

"Which bastard dares to ruin a good job?" He pointed at the person who came over and was about to curse, but when he saw who it was, he was stunned in place just like Qiu Hong, and his lips trembled: "How did you find this place?"    

    

"Why are you so surprised?" Ye Cheng sneered, and threw the Qiu Hong in his hand in front of him: "This is all thanks to your cute nephew."    

    

"You beast, I usually treat you well." Lao San Qiu almost fainted, he never thought that his nephew, whom he doted on the most, would betray him.    

    

"Uncle, you can't say things like that. You usually treat me ?" Halfway through his words, Qiu Hong suddenly felt his neck warming up, he turned to look at Ye Cheng behind him, his lips moved, but he released a sound that was mixed with blood that flowed out from his neck, and unwillingly fell to the ground.    

    

"Why would you go back on your word?" Qiu Hong roared in his heart, he was so attached to this world.    

    

"I don't have time to listen to your bullshit. I need to go back earlier." Ye Cheng let out a cold snort, looked at Lao San Qiu askance: "It's your turn next."    

    

"Since this is your problem, then we won't participate." He could tell that Ye Cheng was not someone to be trifled with, and he did not have much of a relationship with Lao San Qiu.    

    

As he spoke, he headed for the door.    

    

"Do I agree to your departure?" Ye Cheng let out a cold snort, and two cold glare s appeared in his hands. "Wanting to live after being a drug dealer, how laughable."    

    

"What, you think you can kill so many of us by yourself?" bespectacled man was not someone easy to deal with, since he was a gangster, he would be killed quickly if he was not, and his aura was not weaker than Ye Cheng, which surprised him a little.    

    

"You can ask him if you people are enough." Ye Cheng pointed to the Qiu with a face full of despair.    

    

Lao San Qiu was filled with despair. Even the assassins could not do anything to Ye Cheng, the rest were not even worth looking at.    

    

Lao San Qiu muttered.    

    

"Trash." The bespectacled man looked at Qiu Lao San and cursed. He then took out a handgun and pulled the trigger at Ye Cheng. "Haha, it's done.    

    

"Bang, bang, bang."    

    

Several gunshots rang out, breaking the tranquility of the night.    

    

"The gun won't work in front of me." Ye Cheng sneered, and easily dodged the incoming bullets, at the same time, the two flying blades in his hands flew in two arcs, easily ripping bespectacled man's right hand that was holding onto his spear.    

    

"Ah!" The bespectacled man screamed out, roaring: "You pieces of trash still haven't died?"    

    

His subordinates bit the bullet and charged forward. It was as bespectacled man had said, if they didn't go, they would die.    

    

Immediately, they began to regret their decision. The slower people had frightened expressions as they looked at the scene before them. Their eyes were wide open as their bodies trembled.    

    

The bodies of the few people in front of them suddenly split open, and their deathly appearances were horrendous. Some of their heads were lost, and some of their hands were lost. Blood splattered everywhere, dying the little thatched cottage red.    

    

"No." Someone shouted. They did not know what was happening, they only knew that the few people in front of them had suddenly split into pieces, while Ye Cheng stood at his original position, as if he had never fought before.    

    

"Is he still human?" bespectacled man's expression turned anxious, he finally knew why it was as if he had seen a ghost when he saw Ye Cheng.    

    

Ye Cheng sneered. He had never been soft-hearted towards drug dealers, who knew how many blissful and happy families were destroyed by them. "All of you, go to hell."    

    

With that, Ye Cheng leapt up like a god of death, reaping the lives of everyone present. Not long later, all of the lives that were originally fresh in his body fell into a pool of blood, leaving behind the scared and foolish Lao San Qiu.    

    

Lao San Qiu was curled up in a corner, the difference from his usual arrogant appearance was too huge.    

    

"Don't be a bad guy in your next life." Ye Cheng snorted, and the blade in her hand slashed across his neck.    

    

"A fish is a fish. I picked up more than ten of them in one go. My waist doesn't hurt and my legs don't feel sore." Ye Cheng hummed a song and walked out of the thatched hut. Inside the small thatched hut were a dozen or so unfit bodies, just like an asura in hell.    

    


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