Chapter 9: Murder

"Childe, do you have tea?"

"Hmm...... Speaking of which, I'm a little thirsty, pour me a cup of tea!"

"Yes!"

Answered, Zhang Yuemei ...... That is, the wife of the gang leader hurriedly poured a cup of tea on the table next to her, and respectfully brought it to An Cheng.

"Childe, please!"

An Cheng glanced at her coquettish face, then reached for the teacup.

However, the teacup was too small, and Zhang Yuemei was holding the teacup with two hands, so when An Cheng reached out to pick it up, he inevitably touched Zhang Yuemei's palm.

"Hmm~"

It's just that the palms of the two touched, Zhang Yuemei seemed to be stimulated by the sensitive point, and after a low moan, her pretty face was slightly red, and her eyes were full of waves looking at An Cheng.

Looking at her expression, An Cheng was also funny, he didn't know that the other party was deliberately seducing him.

However, he did not refuse, but reached out and touched Zhang Yuemei's tender little hand, and then took the teacup and drank it all.

"Hmm...... Good tea, fragrant lips and teeth, smooth and delicate, delicate!"

Although she was admiring the tea, there was something wrong with Ancheng's words, and Zhang Yuemei's eyes lit up even more when she heard it.

"It's good that Childe is satisfied, by the way, Childe, there are still some snacks here in the slave family, do you want to try them?"

"Dim sum, bring me a look!"

"Yes!"

After getting An Cheng's promise, Zhang Yuemei hurriedly turned around and twisted her slender waist and round little buttocks, and walked to a cabinet next to her.

Opening the door to the cupboard, she fumbled around for a while, then brought out a plate with neat, thumb-sized milky pastries.

Putting the plate containing pastries on the table, Zhang Yuemei lifted the sleeve of her right hand with her left hand, revealing her slender white wrist like a lotus root, and then stretched out her little hand to carefully pick up a piece of pastry.

"Childe, please~" Full of flattery, Zhang Yuemei handed the pastry to An Cheng's mouth, and said in a delicate voice.

Her eyes were like rippling blue water, her pretty face was slightly red, and her pink lips were slightly open, which looked more attractive than the pastry in her hand, and people couldn't help but want to pounce on it and take a bite.

An Cheng had a smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked at Zhang Yuemei in front of him lightly.

"Delicious snacks are naturally with beautiful people, this is perfect, why don't you take this pastry in your mouth, and then feed it to me, and we will eat half of it, how about it?"

"Huh!?"

Hearing An Cheng's words, Zhang Yuemei's originally pretty face full of flattery froze instantly, her eyes were full of panic, and the whole person froze in place.

"Huh...... Why, you don't want to?" the smile on An Cheng's face gradually turned cold.

"No...... No, I'm just ......" Seeing An Cheng's expression become cold, Zhang Yuemei hurriedly explained in a panic.

But after she hesitated for a long time, she didn't say a complete sentence.

Seeing her reaction, An Cheng found that he had guessed correctly, Zhang Yuemei was just bringing snacks just now, but she was groping in the cupboard for a long time.

He guessed that the other party might have done something, so he made a tentative remark, and now it seems that his guess was indeed correct.

looked at Zhang Yuemei with a sneer, An Cheng's eyes were full of murderous intent, he originally planned to let Zhang Yuemei go after provoking the Qingshan Gang.

didn't expect that the other party didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he had ill intentions towards him, since this was the case, then he couldn't let the other party go easily.

"I don't embarrass you, you finish this plate of dim sum, and I treat it as if nothing happened, how about it?"

An Cheng brought the dim sum plate on the table to Zhang Yuemei and looked at her lightly.

Seeing that An Cheng said it so directly, Zhang Yuemei's face was also pale, and she quickly knelt on the ground, her head kept hitting the ground, making a banging sound.

"Childe spares his life, Childe spares his life, the slave family is just a momentary ghost, this is ...... That's ...... Please also ask the son to spare his life, as long as the son can spare the slave family, let the slave family do whatever he wants, from now on the whole slave family is the son's, and please spare the son's life......"

Looking at Zhang Yuemei, who suddenly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, An Cheng was expressionless and put the plate back on the table.

But at the moment when he turned his head, Zhang Yuemei, who was still lying on the ground begging for mercy, suddenly raised her head and looked at him with resentment.

"Give me death!"

With a hideous face, Zhang Yuemei didn't know when there was an extra dagger in her hand, and she immediately stabbed An Cheng.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that the other party dared to do it directly, An Cheng was surprised and angry at the same time, so he hurriedly got up to avoid the dagger in Zhang Yuemei's hand, and he kicked the other party angrily.

An Cheng now has 66 combat power points, and the kick under the anger is extremely powerful.

"Click......"

The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded, and Zhang Yuemei's eyes flashed with horror and pain, and then the whole person flew out directly to the side.

"Bang!"

Hit the wall more than a foot away, and her body fell limply, lying on the ground motionless.

Soon, bright red blood spilled from under her, forming a small pool of blood.

And An Cheng's voice also sounded in his head.

"Ding...... You defeated an ordinary person and gained 2 combat power!"

"Dead?"

didn't care about the sound of the system, looking at Zhang Yuemei lying in a pool of blood in the distance, An Cheng's heart tightened.

He grew up in a harmonious modern society, and he didn't fight a lot, and he had only seen such things as killing people on TV, but now he seems to have killed people.

This made him a little nervous and a little scared, but just when he was stunned and didn't know what to do, a voice came from outside the house.

"Childe, I've already brought the people!"

It was the guy who slept with Zhang Yuemei before, his name was Feng Tianpao.

According to An Cheng's instructions, he contacted several familiar leaders in the gang and brought a few people here.

An Cheng was not worried that he would run away, nor was he worried that he would bring a lot of people to kill him.

Because now that he has seized Feng Tiancang's handle, as long as the other party is afraid that the adultery with the gang leader's wife will be leaked, he will not dare to rashly disobey his order.

But now that Zhang Yuemei has been accidentally killed by An Cheng, she has directly become dead without proof, and when there is no evidence, where will Feng Tianpao listen to him.

But soon An Cheng calmed down, picked up the knife he had snatched earlier, and strode towards the door.

"Don't worry about it so much for now, kill these guys, and get their combat power points!"

As soon as the door was opened, An Cheng saw Feng Tianpao standing at the door, and in the courtyard behind him, there were still five people standing scattered.

"Check the combat power!"

With a silent thought in his heart, An Cheng saw the combat strength of the five people, which were 17, 23, 24, 30, and 35.

Seeing An Cheng come out, Feng Tianpao was about to say something, and then his expression was stunned, and his nose sniffed.

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