Quick Transmigration: I'm Almost Dead Volume 1 Chapter 9

Ch9 - Ready to Set Off

Tang Jue, leaning against the urinal, couldn't help looking left and right. His eyes were cramping.

He could not figure it out, the streets were cluttered with dozens of this type of skinny monkey*. What did uncle see in him?
*skinny person.

Could it be that transcendent shamelessness?

It was possible.

Take for example this 'you are the biggest, the most good-looking', these words were spoken with such honesty and uprightness. It did not have one bit of flattery and it was very difficult to find a second one to match it.

Tang Jue curiously glanced at his uncle's crotch and sensed an icy cold gaze. He shrunk his neck and stepped behind Chen You with a whoosh.

Chen You also swooshed a step, heheh, he refused to be a s.h.i.+eld.

Tang Jue gnashed his teeth, what the h.e.l.l, this fellow didn't take the opportunity to please him, not even half as smart as Qiao MingYue!

His face turned green and red, which made him even more embarra.s.sed.

Chen You was not much better.

He always had a little secret in his heart that he did not like to share with others.

As Chen You hesitated on how to break the deadlock, Qin Feng took a step further inside. He and Tang Jue simultaneously tensed up their body.

Qin Feng pulled down his zipper. Chen You stared excitedly. Tang Jue stared stupidly.

"Get out."

Chen You was motionless like a pillar.

But Tang Jue did not dare to stay any longer and went out with his tail between his legs.

Qin Feng's voice mingled with the sound of flowing water, "What are you still doing here?"　

Chen You stared fixedly and his eyeb.a.l.l.s didn't move in the slightest. "I'm afraid Second Master will be bored by himself."

Those two jet-black eyes did not even blink. It was the first time for Qin Feng that someone was staring at that thing like that. No one had the courage or opportunity in the past.

He felt strangely uncomfortable, a feeling he had never felt before.

Chen You looked in the urinal, very yellow ah, "Second Master, aren't you a vegetarian? Why do you have excess internal heat?"

Qin Feng wanted to find something to plug someone's mouth.

Seeing the older man had finished his business, Chen You was unhappy with a face of had not seen enough, "You don't shake it?"

Qin Feng's movement of pulling up his zipper paused, "Shut up."

Chen You tactfully closed his mouth.

The zipper was jammed and Qin Feng shot a cold glance over.

Chen You blinked innocently, "...I didn't say anything."

A vein popped up on Qin Feng's forehead.

He went to wash his hands. Chen You followed, his eyes seemingly swept over the door noticing that the other man had gone.

Tang Jue had fled and drove to Gold, filled with terrible anxiety. He called on a man in accordance with the image of the skinny monkey.

After a short while, Tang Jue found it boring. He kicked the youth away and asked him to get lost.

The youth tucked the tip inside his waistband and scrambled away.

Tang Jue sat in the sofa smoking. It turned out that the source of his desire was not the skinny monkey but the way the other person looked at his uncle.

Excited, shy, moved, pious, and pa.s.sionate, just like looking at a highly treasured object, wanting to touch but found it embarra.s.sing.

The can't touch, greedy and pitiful appearance made people want to pick him up and let him see enough.

Tang Jue's breathing became heavy, he once again had a reaction.

He pondered when he could take the person away from his uncle and had his fun.

Tang Jue nipped the cigarette b.u.t.t and had an idea.

。。。

Qiao MingYue's phone call arrived at the residence the next morning to the landline at home.

This phone call of his was known to everybody in the house. The depth of one's mind had nothing to do with being simple.

Qin Feng took the receiver handed by the servant and spoke, "h.e.l.lo."

The voice from the other end was young and clear, a voice that made people feel comfortable, "Second Master."

Qin Feng's expression turned gentle, "Why did you suddenly think of calling?"

After a moment of silence, Qiao MingYue said, "I miss Second Master." He sighed deeply, "I'm not used to the food abroad, I miss eating home-cooked food."

Qin Feng asked, "What date do you depart?"

Qiao MingYue replied, "On the 5th."

Qin Feng knitted his brows, "I'll send someone to pick you up at the airport."

Qiao MingYue acknowledged, "Okay."

Qin Feng asked, "Did the performance go well?"

"It went smoothly."

Before hanging up, Qiao MingYue asked softly, "Second Master, do you miss me?"

Qin Feng gripped the phone, his eyes behind the lenses suddenly flitted to the top of the stairs.

It was empty there.

Chen You was back inside the room. He lay p.r.o.ne on the gla.s.s, blew a breath, drew a circle, blew a breath again and drew another circle.

It looked like Qiao MingYue would return soon, Chen You pressed his head against the gla.s.s. That man was a veteran while he was only a beginner, his strength was not easily crushed.

Chen You rolled and rolled his face on the gla.s.s.

Before Qiao MingYue came back, he had to do his best to cultivate good feelings with Qin Feng to not get himself seckilled*.
*second-killed.

The servants were trying not to show it but they all looked down on Chen You privately and didn't regard him as a person.

Qin Feng did not comment. There was not even a dead man at Chen You's door. Even if he died inside, rotted and smelled, no one would know.

Pouring himself a gla.s.s of water, Chen You carried the gla.s.s to the balcony and drunk some water to appease his hunger.

That time he read the too shameful to be mentioned love letter and managed to save his little life.
　
During the month of detoxification, many times under the surveillance of Qin Feng, he revealed a possessed appearance and finally got a room here.

Chen You's teeth knocked against the mouth of the cup. He was thankful to the cinnabar mole on this mission.

There was a vague sound entering his ear. Chen You leaned over the balcony and looked down with his neck outstretched.

In a garden large enough to spin and jump as one wishes, Qin Feng was pruning flowers. He was dressed in charcoal gray home clothes, holding a pair of scissors in one hand and fiddling with green plants in the other. He looked like a friendly and approachable uncle.

Chen You stuck out his b.u.t.t and watched with great interest as several people appeared in his vision.

An unusual atmosphere could be sensed from a distance. He pushed his b.u.t.tocks higher and saw two muscle men push a man to the ground.

Chen You couldn't hear what the muscle men said to Qin Feng. He only saw the man's face stamped into the mud. Then, one of the muscle men posed an inquiry to Qin Feng with an extremely deferential att.i.tude.

Qin Feng held a flower in his finger and cut it off with the scissors. His thin lips opened and closed, seemingly mouthing a word.

After that, the muscle man took out a syringe and plunged it into the man's neck.

At that moment, Chen You subconsciously felt a sharp pain in his neck.

It's okay, it's not me, Chen You closed his eyes and comforted himself.

Chen You looked again and saw the limbs of the man on the ground were twitching and the man was also foaming at the mouth. He stopped moving a few moments later and his c.o.c.ked head just happened to face the balcony.

Chen You swallowed his saliva hard. He almost came to that similar end several times.

On another occasion, he had a narrow escape from the mouths of three dogs.

Finding two eyes looking his way, Chen You missed his chance to hide. He raised his hand stiffly to say h.e.l.lo.

Good morning ah, old pervert.

Qin Feng seemed to smile but it lacked any warmth. He pa.s.sed the scissors to his subordinate. The other party grabbed the hand of the man on the ground and ka ka ka ka ka* clipped it with the scissors.
*cracking sounds.

Chen You's eyeb.a.l.l.s bulged out, what the f**k, so b.l.o.o.d.y and brutal this early in the morning, if aired on TV, everything would be covered with mosaic, okay?!

He saw the b.l.o.o.d.y fingers packed into a small box and didn't know where it would be sent.

Once the receiver saw them, it was estimated that he would throw up yesterday's meal.

So to say, it was not good to be a big shot. Having a couple of enemies, if you made one careless move, you would soon be overshadowed.

At noon, the servant came up to deliver the meal and unexpectedly there were some meat.

Chen You smelled the fragrance which roused his appet.i.te. He went over and looked. It was braised chicken feet, placed upside down as if alive and would move at any time.

At the thought of the scene he saw in the morning, Chen You's face turned ashen, and his stomach suddenly rolled.

He quickly rushed into the bathroom, knelt in front of the toilet and vomited.

After he finished vomiting, Chen You collapsed half-dead on the bed with physiological tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

The old pervert must have done it deliberately to play with him.

Chen You moved his head away and emptied the chicken feet into the trash bin. He also didn't eat the rice.

He stayed in his room all day, listening to the sound of the car engine downstairs, aware of Qin Feng leaving and returning.

Chen You slept and woke up, woke up then slept again. He got out of bed muddleheaded and found dark clouds were gathering outside, spreading over the horizon and the sky was gradually darkening.

Seeing this scene, Chen You's mood suddenly improved, as if he was poured into a truckload of chicken blood, his body was full of endless strength.

Qin Feng's parents were killed during this kind of similar weather. It was a rainy day and the thunder was loud. His small figure lay beside the two dead bodies, helpless and frightened, crying and shouting until dawn and until the blood on the ground dried up.

No one knew that the experience on that night left a terrible shadow in Qin Feng's heart. From then on, he was afraid of thunder and rain.

When it came to such weather, Qin Feng stayed in his room and faced the invisible fear alone.

Chen You crouched on the bed, gnawing at his fingernails. His brain automatically turned over the information he had grasped.

The weather forecast showed that the coming week would be sunny and cloudy. It only rained today.

The heavens must have opened a hole for him.

Even if it was a dog hole, he had no reason not to get in.

A white lightning struck down from the sky, dividing the window gla.s.s into two sections and reflecting the calculating light in the young man's eyes.

It thundered.

Chen You lifted up an arm and sniffed his armpit, no smell. He lifted another arm and sniffed, no smell either.

Then he didn't need to take a shower. Since he hadn't eaten anything all day, he would definitely get dizzy if he went in and could endanger his life.

When the situation outside was like the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves, Chen You jumped out of bed and opened the door. He recalled something, closed the door again and went to the bathroom to confirm the access was un.o.bstructed.

Good, he was ready to set off.