Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 940 - 3: Appointment

Chapter 940: Chapter 3: Appointment

Because the collision was so fast, Zheng Zheng felt as if he had stuck his head out of the window of a speeding car; even his eardrums were compressed by the rapidly passing air, causing him a brief spell of dizziness.

"Don’t!" Watching the wall rapidly approach in his field of vision, Zheng Zheng screamed in terror, knowing that if he hit it, his brain would burst.

"Hey, is this any of my damn business now?" Tang Zheng, holding Zheng Zheng by the hair, stopped just inches from the wall.

"It’s not!" Zheng Zheng, lacking any backbone, smiled ingratiatingly, hoping to first get Tang Zheng to let go of him before finding someone to deal with him.

Tang Zheng didn’t answer, instead pressing Zheng Zheng’s head against the wall. Although the hallway was heated, Zheng Zheng already felt a chill.

"Don’t, don’t be hasty. If you want to play with this woman, we can do it together. After all, she’s already drunk and doesn’t know anything," Zheng Zheng decided to back down, thinking that afterwards, he could consult with Li Huiwen about calling the police to trap this kid, accusing him of rape.

"Forget it, I’ll bleed a little, get the work done for this stinking woman. For money, she should compromise," Zheng Zheng mused that maybe he could swindle some money from this young man by threatening him with a setup, assuming that someone who could afford a motel room wasn’t poor.

"Zheng Zheng, you’re no good," Li Huiwen, still drunk, heard Zheng Zheng’s words and cursed in anger.

"This is a mutually agreed thing. Why are you angry? I’ll get your business settled, won’t I? Besides, you’ve been with several men already, don’t pretend I don’t know." Now that they had torn face, Zheng Zheng no longer showed any pretense of kindness and hurried Tang Zheng, "Don’t just stand here, careful not to be seen by others."

"Scumbag!"

Zheng Zheng was startled, then immediately felt a tightening on his scalp, followed by his face being slammed into the wall with a thud, breaking his nose and causing blood to spurt out, painting an abstract pattern on the wall.

Letting go of Li Huiwen, Tang Zheng, like dragging a dead dog, yanked Zheng Zheng by the head, pulling him toward the restroom in the hallway.

"What are you doing? Let go of me."

Zheng Zheng, terrified by Tang Zheng’s expressionless face, struggled incessantly. Yet, his head was soon smashed against the wall beside him, and dizziness overwhelmed him.

"Trash, want me to arrange a threesome for you? Go enjoy the urinal!" Tang Zheng took out the Memory Eraser, pressed it against Zheng Zheng’s eyes, and then stuffed him into the urinal.

Zheng Zheng saw only a blur before losing all memory, then a wave of urine scent rushed into his nostrils, causing him to faint.

Tang Zheng washed his hands, turned, and left, leaving behind a piece of human trash kneeling on the ground with his head resting in the urinal.

"Hehe, playing the hero to save a damsel in distress? Got a thing for me?" Li Huiwen saw Tang Zheng approaching, majestic and stately, his handsome features as if carved from stone in ancient sculptures, and she couldn’t help but be captivated.

"I’ve called your family for you," Tang Zheng said, not wanting to entangle with this woman, but unfortunately, she was unappreciative.

"I’m divorced, currently single," Li Huiwen said as she teetered to her feet and suddenly fell against Tang Zheng, pressing her red lips to his ear with a laugh, "What? You’re not inviting me in?"

The weight of the woman hung almost entirely on Tang Zheng, her chest included. Even through his winter clothes, he could feel two soft mounds against him.

Tang Zheng, expressionless, pulled Li Huiwen by the arm, took out his room card to open the door, then dragged her in and threw her onto the bed in the bedroom.

"Eh, what are you doing? Weren’t you going to take a shower?" Li Huiwen asked, surprised when Tang Zheng ignored her invitation and turned to leave. She had never met a man who behaved as virtuously as Liu Xiahui before.

"You can sleep. I’m going to get another room," Tang Zheng said, not desperate enough to take just any woman.

"Wait, don’t go," Li Huiwen, initially just looking for a handsome man for a one-night stand, felt more intrigued when Tang Zheng showed such restraint. "Hey, you’re not a virgin, are you?"

Tang Zheng couldn’t be bothered with her.

"Don’t waste money. I’m fine sleeping on the sofa," Li Huiwen said casually. The room was warm, and as the alcohol took effect, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

After spending twenty minutes to check out and check into the room opposite, Tang Zheng turned on the television. Bored, he flipped through the channels twice before settling on watching ’The Shawshank Redemption’ on the midnight cinema channel.

The next morning, Tang Zheng, still asleep, suddenly heard a faint noise. He abruptly opened his eyes to find Li Huiwen, dressed in a nightgown, bending down to kiss his forehead.

Tang Zheng blocked her with his hand and got out of bed from the other side, feeling a surge of irritation. In reality, his vigilance had dropped a lot, and he hadn’t expected this woman to be so persistent.

"Hehe, my business is ruined. How are you going to compensate me?" Li Huiwen flicked her long hair over her shoulder, exuding charm, her nightgown open enough to reveal half her breast.

"You can leave," Tang Zheng said coldly, giving off an unwelcoming air. "That Boss Zheng really can’t stop thinking about you. The business can certainly continue."

"I’m not stupid enough to throw myself at that bastard for a second bite," Li Huiwen pouted, and now sobered up, recalled the demeaning words of Zheng Zheng from the previous night.

Tang Zheng didn’t waste any words, quickly dressed, and left.

"Hey, how can you be so unromantic?" Li Huiwen, seeing Tang Zheng’s well-proportioned muscles brimming with vitality, couldn’t help but covet his strength. She fantasized about being conquered by him, but nothing happened; he decisively walked away.

"Smelly man, what’s there to be proud of?" Li Hui Wen cursed before returning to get dressed, beginning to ponder the failed deal.

"That woman’s got some moves." Although Li Hui Wen managed to get a spare card to unlock the door, Tang Zheng did give her improvisation some credit.

"Where to have fun today?" Standing outside the motel, watching the commuting crowd, Tang Zheng felt bored again. He found a random food stall, ate breakfast, and planned to check on Qin Yan and the others’ training later, but suddenly, he received a call from a stranger.

"Tang Zheng, hello. Group Leader Chen Xiong has not left the Trojan Horse Game. The Alliance has entrusted me to contact you. Please arrive at the North Suburb Sports Hall before nine in the morning."

Apart from these words, there was no other information. Tang Zheng frowned but decided to check it out anyway.

Today was Monday, and the Stadium Gate was closed tight, with only one man staying in the security room. Tang Zheng didn’t want to show his face, so he lowered his duckbill cap and walked over.

"Hey, who’s there?" The security guard became alert, but before he could finish, Tang Zheng knocked him out with a knife-hand strike.

Walking through the passage and into the sports hall, Tang Zheng looked at the lush green soccer field, focused his mind, and stood on it. Two men sat on the eastern stand, engaged in a heated argument, but when they saw Tang Zheng looking over, they stood up and waved their arms at him.

A young man around the age of nineteen suddenly leaned forward and then, like a cannon shell, shot a stream of air from his feet, skimming over the ground at high speed towards Tang Zheng, landing in front of him. The other person, also young but thin, suddenly started running and, with a series of jumps, chased after him.

"Hey, are you the man Ah Meng actively invited?" Lin Chen sized up Tang Zheng, pointing with his finger, scoffing, "You don’t seem to be anything special, no three heads or six arms?"

"Let’s beat him up first," said Zeng Fangai as he flicked out his wrist, pulling out a butterfly knife. He conjured a flurry of knife shadows, followed by a second and third blade, magically controlling these daggers with mesmerizing skill.

"Who made the call to me?" Tang Zheng ignored the two youths showing off, searching around. By the name, it should be a girl.

Angered by being ignored, Lin Chen reacted, his fingers lifted slightly, and suddenly a wind blade materialized, blasting towards Tang Zheng’s arm, intending to teach him a lesson.

"Just second-order!" Tang Zheng didn’t bother dodging, a shield popped out on his body, blocking the wind blade, and then he reached for Lin Chen’s head.

Lin Chen didn’t expect Tang Zheng to counter-attack and was caught off guard, but immediately, tornadoes formed around him, wrapping him up, then wind blades flew out, slicing at Tang Zheng.

Zeng Fanghai also made his move, crouching down and rushing behind Tang Zheng, his two daggers casting countless sharp shadows, stabbing towards his back.

Boom, the Beetle Shield popped out, and Tang Zheng flipped his left hand, the Devil Flame Pistol appeared on his body, then his arm shot through the wind blade, resting on Lin Chen’s head, while three female Musketeers appeared, aiming their Silver Muskets at Zeng Fanghai.

"Stop, or I’ll blow your heads off." These two Conquerors were clearly agile types, so summoning female Musketeers seemed appropriate.

Zeng Fanghai’s daggers hit the shield, sparked a trail of sparks, and slid off, immediately despairing as he realized that even his S-Class top-quality daggers couldn’t even penetrate the shield.

"SS-Class weapons?" Lin Chen, catching a glimpse of the Devil Flame Pistol, quickly retracted his ability. He had good eyesight and didn’t want to court death, besides, he could see that Tang Zheng was a Third-order Conqueror.

Just as Tang Zheng was about to speak, a whooshing sound suddenly resounded, and a black whip appeared out of thin air, lashing towards his head.

Tang Zheng didn’t fire his gun; he flicked his wrist, putting away the pistol, then grabbed Lin Chen and used him as a shield.

"Don’t!" Snap. Lin Chen had not finished yelling when he was viciously struck by the whip, a bloody mark appearing on his cheek.

"Sorry about that, my mistake." A girl with a sweet smile appeared in the air, stuck out her tongue, then vanished again, and then swung her whip at Tang Zheng.

Su Ameng, a Space System Ability user, excelled in surprise attacks, was hard to defend against. Not wanting to reveal his trump card, Tang Zheng stepped back, refusing to face it head-on.

"Tch, don’t run away, fight back!" Su Ameng relentlessly attacked, even taking out a rifle, occasionally opening fire.

Tang Zheng feigned a weak spot, then suddenly turned around, grabbing for Su Ameng who had just teleported behind him.

Whoosh, the air rippled, and Su Ameng teleported in the nick of time.

"Phew, that was close!" The fourteen-year-old girl patted her chest, putting on a frightened expression. Her breasts were quite large, so her actions caused a noticeable jiggle, drawing inadvertent swallows from both Lin Chen and Zeng Fanghai.

"Hey, keep looking and I’ll gouge out your eyes!" Su Ameng warned with a vexed face, then burst into laughter herself. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)