I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 729: The Death God Is Busy

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Chapter 729: The Death G.o.d Is Busy


(TN: Uhhh, so warning, following may contain scenes of choking…)


Zhuang Ni, who was being choked by me who lost my mind, understood what I wanted to do, but there was only contempt in her eyes.


If she even showed a bit of fear, or a bit of weakness, I might have stopped.


But her contempt and disdain made me even more angry, so I couldn’t help but use even more strength.


It’s not fun being choked by a strong man who weighs 1.5 times as much as you do.


Even Zhuang Ni, who didn’t care about her own life, couldn’t continue to maintain her contemptuous expression in the absence of oxygen. Since her capillaries were being compressed, her face was dyed red, her neck was tilted back, her long hair was disheveled, and her pupils were upturned, revealing more of her sclera.


“Cow…ard…”


In this situation, she actually did not call for help, but used up the last ounce of oxygen in her lungs to mock me.


So I had no reason to let go of her neck, I want her to know the fear of death. I don’t believe that with the prolonged suffocation and with a human’s natural survival instinct that she can still be so carefree and not struggle at all.


However, Zhuang Ni’s neck that was revealed from her V collar dress was ice cold to the touch. It was obviously summer, but it felt like she just came out of an ice cellar.


If not for the fact that Zhuang Ni still tried to mock me, but because of the lack of oxygen, her words turned into “ka… ka” a strange sound, I would have thought that Zhuang Ni had already been strangled to death by me.


If I strangle a female cla.s.smate to death on impulse on the bed of a future police officer, it would cause psychological scars to the cla.s.s leader.


As I relaxed my hands a little, I found that Zhuang Ni began to struggle slightly.


“Ah… ah…”


As the oxygen supply to her brain continued to be deprived, her arrogant aura gradually disappeared. Her neck tilted back so much that her mouth opened slightly and her eyes rolled up further, leaving her eyes almost fully white.


Her hands, which had been placed casually at her side, began to reach over subconsciously trying to peel away my hands that were holding onto her neck.


Of course it was futile like a mantis trying to stop a car. I let her nails leave b.l.o.o.d.y marks on the back of my hand and an inexplicable feeling of pleasure rose in my heart.


Hah, that’s right. You say you aren’t afraid of death, but it looks like you still have fear and will still struggle when faced with death. It’s like people who try to commit suicide by jumping in deep water will still shout for help in their last moments.


A large portion of my anger was vented by watching Zhuang Ni twitch and struggle under my hands, no longer looking at me with a look of superiority.


Not to mention, her legs, wrapped in black silk, meaninglessly kicked around the bed sheets like someone’s legs kicking around in the air as they were hanged.


I thought it was enough to humiliate her, so I loosened the grip on her throat a little.


What I didn’t expect was after she got a brief respite and her pupils returned to their normal position, she actually refused to beg for mercy and instead spat viciously at my face.


“Continue… you mongrel… didn’t you say you were going to let me die.”


Don’t look at me with those eyes of contempt. Your life is in my hands, so can’t you treat me with a little respect?


After being provoked by Zhuang Ni, I once again tightened my grip around her neck that already had red hand prints.


As I had hoped, despite her best efforts to control it, she was unable to prevent her pupils from turning upward so that her annoying eyes would no longer continue to gaze at me.


Because of the body’s inherent survival instincts, Zhuang Ni’s body automatically began a second struggle.


Trying to peel my hand away with her own strength was purely delusional, but each time she made a cut on the back of my hand with her nails, I relaxed a little as a reward for her efforts.


I admit that watching her, someone who claims to not be afraid of death, struggle to survive, was a silent taunt to her. It was more than enough to offset the series of insults she had just hurled at me.


From the perspective of someone with bad taste, a girl who was so arrogant and didn’t take others seriously was now getting her comeuppance. Her whole body was twitching, her eyes rolled over, and she struggled desperately, which looked quite ridiculous and amusing.


I suddenly felt a kick close to the groin.


It was Zhuang Ni kicking me.


I had my hands around Zhuang Ni’s neck, who was lying on her back, and my knees were straddling her, but not touching her body.


In the midst of her unconscious struggle, she kicked higher and higher, finally threatening the safety of my vitals.


Naturally, as the angle of the kicks became higher, it was impossible for her skirt not to be raised high with the large movements, giving me an unintended glimpse of the interior.


I didn’t see her underwear.


That doesn’t mean that Zhuang Ni had the audacity to go commando, and was ready to steal a pair of the cla.s.s leader’s underwear to wear.


The only reason I didn’t see her underwear directly was because of my misjudgment. The black tights wrapped around Zhuang Ni’s legs were not pantyhose but tights.


The black tights extended all the way to her waist and the lower half of her body was basically completely black with a hint of skin.


I slightly clenched my legs to avoid being kicked and at the same time had to look more at her feet a couple more times.


When her life was threatened, Zhuang Ni’s feet weren’t able to maintain their usual elegance. Each one of her toes were taut, her big toe was raised high in the most unnatural position and caused her black tights to be pulled out of shape.


She kicked at me twice more and finally exhausted her strength. As if she was in the final stage of execution by hanging, her face became paler and no more sounds came out of her throat. Her waist was raised up like a bridge and formed a half-arc s.p.a.ce between the bed. Both her feet were unnaturally stuck out and straight, as if she was forced by someone to wear completely transparent high heels.


On top of that, there was a seemingly never-ending spasm of her body from head to toe.


I felt that I had overdone it.


I acted on impulse and wanted to teach Zhuang Ni a lesson, but I didn’t expect to really suffocate her to the point of near death.


She was already having fully body convulsions and looked like she was about to die, what if I didn’t let go and she was really choked to death.


I held back in the middle of the process, so it shouldn’t really be fatal, but it could have resulted in a super bad outcome.


I remember an article in Scientific American mentioning that because women have shorter ureters than men, they are less likely to be able to hold their urine and, in many cases, more likely to be incontinent.


This is why when girls watch horror movies, they are more likely to pee themselves. Being timid is one reason, but biology is also another reason.


No matter how abominable Zhuang Ni is, ultimately, she is a girl. If I keep suffocating her, what if she pees herself.


That would be embarra.s.sing wetting the bed at her age. Also, it’s wetting the bed of your own cla.s.smate, the object of your own admiration, the cla.s.s leader.


In a way, if that happened, it might be more cruel than directly strangling Zhuang Ni.


And if word gets out, it would also ruin my reputation. How perverted would I be to choke a female cla.s.smate until she peed herself.


After thinking about it, I let go of Zhuang Ni’s throat and gave her back the freedom to breathe.


“Ka… hoo… hoo…”


Zhuang Ni’s miserable white face regained some of its color and she began to pant heavily, breathing in air as if she was using all her might with each breath.


However, unexpectedly, while she escaped the shadow of death, my body was in trouble.


My heart disease, I was entangled with Zhuang Ni for more than 3 minutes and I was so emotional that it triggered a heart attack.


The rapid onslaught of palpitations made me black out, and when I woke up again, I had fallen on top of Zhuang Ni.


My face was right on Zhuang Ni’s black dress, pressed against her chest.


My cheek was slightly tickled by the girl’s b.r.e.a.s.t.s rubbing against it.


Zhuang Ni just struggled back from the point of death, so she could not do anything but heave and breathe desperately and could only let me press my face against her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.


She would not have thought in any case that I had taken the baton of death from her and was currently having a struggle with death myself right on top of her.


I had no intention of taking advantage of Zhuang Ni. I had no good feelings about her and she had even less good feelings about me.


But I couldn’t get up.


Even if I heard the sound of the door opening behind me, knowing that probably the cla.s.s leader and Gong CaiCai heard the movement in the bedroom and came over to check, I could not get up.


It looked like I was shamelessly lying on Zhuang Ni’s chest and was caught by the cla.s.s leader and Gong CaiCai.


“You… what are you doing,.” The cla.s.s leader, who had not yet taken off her ap.r.o.n, was alarmed.


“I, I did not see anything. I did not see Ye Lin cla.s.smate pressed on Zhuang Ni cla.s.smate.” Gong CaiCai was scared and covered her eyes while muttering incoherently.


Zhuang Ni gradually recovered from the lack of oxygen, but she did not say anything. She had an extreme hatred of men, but she unexpectedly kept silent to me, the man lying on her chest.


The worst part was that I was “caught in the act”, but I couldn’t climb down from Zhuang Ni’s body, I still couldn’t control my frantically beating heart.


“Ye Lin wanted to rape me.”


Zhuang Ni finally said the words I had been waiting for.


“Cla.s.s leader, your boyfriend wanted to rape me in your bed.”


Her next sentence was a bit surprising, but I had kissed the cla.s.s leader in front of her, so it wasn’t unfounded for her to say that.


The worst part was that I was still having a heart attack and was lying on top of Zhuang Ni with an eager look on my face, all of which was seen by the cla.s.s leader.

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