"It's off work, it's off work! Today is the holiday, everyone should go home early!"
Manager Zheng walked out of the office with his briefcase in his hand, glanced at his subordinates who were still working hard, with a faint smile on his face, and after he said those words, he stopped on his feet and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In front of the employees who came over.
The employees were stunned for a few seconds, and then exploded immediately!
"The devil didn't take the wrong medicine, did he? He actually showed mercy and asked us to leave work early?!" This is unbelievable.
"Wait, everyone, don't panic, don't leave, maybe Manager Zheng is waiting for us at the door!"
"Oh yeah! Go away! Manager I love you!" This is heartless.
It's no wonder that everyone is making a fuss. If this is said by another leader today, it is absolutely normal, but it is absolutely unusual if it is placed on the company's picky and harsh manager Zheng, who is nicknamed "the devil". You know, what is a small festival, even the "Magic Man Zheng" can call you over for the New Year's Eve!
Zheng Xintian didn't care about the shock his words caused to the people below, even if he knew it, he probably wouldn't care. As usual, he returned home, took a shower, and cooked before dark. The only difference was that he put his own It looks like a single man's crappy apartment has been tidied up.
After finishing all this, he glanced out the window, the night finally came quietly in his constant anticipation, accompanied by the powerful beating sound in his chest, Zheng Xintian turned off the light, leaving only a desk lamp by the sofa in the room, Then he relaxed his body and slowly closed his eyes.
Ten minutes later, when he was half asleep and half awake, Zheng Xintian was awakened by a moderate knock on the door.
He rubbed his eyes, stood up from the sofa, stepped on his slippers to the door, hesitated for a moment with the hand holding the doorknob, and looked out through the door - he could vaguely distinguish a man, with his face hidden by the brim of his hat In the shadows of the man, only the slightly pointed, graceful jaw is exposed.
"Open the door." The man's low voice came.
Zheng Xintian turned his head and looked at the wall clock in the living room—it was exactly ten o'clock, and replied, "Who are you?" He found his hands were shaking.
"Open the door." The man repeated calmly.
Zheng Xintian took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and slammed the door open. In the next second, he felt as if he was thrown high by a whirlwind and fell into a pair of cold and powerful arms. The iron door slammed shut behind him. It was difficult to breathe, and the panic and excitement of the unknown made him close his eyes involuntarily, until he was thrown onto the cold floor and his face was pressed down heavily by the man's feet in gray-green straight boots, and he became terrified as if he had just woken up from a dream : "You... what are you doing!"
Seeing the man trembling, Xu Zhi's brows and eyes were filled with irritability. In the last world, he thought that he was going to finish his game, but he was thrown here again by surprise, becoming a non-human, and forced to accept the hugeness of the original owner. To the terrible memory, the system has no explanation for it.
Xu Zhi thought, if he was still the innocent guy in the first life, he would have been washed away by these memories long ago, forgotten who he was, and regarded himself as the real Zuo Yi.
Also because of this complete memory and the short time since he crossed over, although he is calm on the outside, his mind has not been straightened out, and the emotional influence left by the original owner has not dissipated for a while, such as , now looking at the white face of the man under his feet, he has an urge to pollute everything with blood.
Xu Zhi looked at Zheng Xintian condescendingly, and rubbed his right foot on Zheng Xintian's face. Hearing the hiss of pain, he suddenly felt that it was not bad.
He kicked Zheng Xintian fiercely and ordered: "Raise your head up."
Zheng Xintian's head was tilted to one side after being kicked. He covered his hot face, knelt on the ground, raised his head tremblingly, and saw the whole picture of this demon clearly for the first time by the light in the room.
The man was wearing a gray-black coat and shiny military-style lace-up boots. He could even smell the smell of leather mixed with paint from the tip of his nose. He sat there, looking down at him with a pair of deep and narrow eyes, his face Handsome and ruthless, with a pure black military cap on top of his head, mysterious and sexy in the backlight, he almost forgot to breathe, and couldn't look away for a while.
In the silence, Xu Zhi suddenly said, "Have you seen enough?"
Zheng Xintian quickly lowered his head, "Yes, I'm sorry."
"Didn't I tell you to raise your head?" Xu Zhi was a little displeased, and raised his chin with the toe of his shoe, and said, "Now, take off your clothes immediately."
Zheng Xintian pursed his lips tightly and remained still for a long time.
Xu Zhi narrowed his eyes, slowly bent down, and looked at him carefully.
Zheng Xintian looked away uncomfortably, the distance between him and him was so quiet at this moment, this man seemed to be born with a sense of oppression that made it difficult for him to breathe, his limbs were numb, and he was even extremely afraid that his broken heartbeat would be noticed by him—this Let him clearly feel his cowardice and... excitement.
"Not willing?" Xu Zhi asked again.
Zheng Xintian remained silent.
"You know, I never force people." Xu Zhi smiled lowly, and his tone suddenly became a little dangerous: "I only kill people."
"So, ask again, don't you want to?"
"Yes! I am willing!" Zheng Xintian finally couldn't take it anymore, he answered loudly, and hurriedly unbuttoned his clothes in the corner, while Xu Zhi sat on the sofa again, crossed his legs, and looked at it leisurely.
Soon, a smooth and slender male body ♂ was exposed to the air. Zheng Xintian's facial features were correct. Although he was a workaholic, he did not forget to exercise. Although his muscles were not as perfect as when he was young, they were still smooth now. Strong body hair, full of masculine charm.
Xu Zhi glanced over and landed on his lower body, couldn't help but clicked his tongue twice, half a smile, but he didn't know when he held a black whip in his hand, then raised his hand, and hit Zheng Xintian's naked body with a whip.
The sound of "pa", accompanied by Zheng Xintian's cry of pain, was especially loud in the silent night.
Before Zheng Xintian could recover, he felt his five fingers being trampled hard by the leather boots, and then received another whip on his back.
Like a violent storm, the man above was still sitting steadily, with no emotion on his face, but merciless hands, whip after whip, even faster and faster, his back, chest, legs , shoulders... were gradually filled with shocking bloodstains.
The fragrance of blood, a little more... Xu Zhi narrowed his eyes happily and licked the corners of his lips.
Zheng Xintian wailed, rolled, and begged for mercy under the man's feet. Since he was a student, he has always been superior to others. How has he ever had such a moment? However, indistinctly, he felt a pleasure of being controlled, trampled and humiliated. As time passed by, in the darkness, deep in his heart, he was feeling a kind of pleasure. The terrifying speed is growing rapidly.
Therefore, he could not resist at all, nor was he willing to resist.
Zheng Xintian couldn't help getting closer, trying to put his slightly raised thing on Xu Zhi's leather boots, the latter stroked slightly in accordance with the rhythm of the whip, his whole body tensed up immediately, his eyes were full of tears, and he let out a happy moan from his throat With a low growl, a large amount of sticky liquid spewed out.
There was a strong musky smell in the air, and the leather whip stopped. Xu Zhi looked at him in surprise, and sneered for a while: "Can't wait? That's good, save time."
He smiled slightly, lifted the limp Zheng Xintian with one hand, turned his head sideways, revealing two sharp fangs, which deeply pierced his thin skin.
Perhaps it was due to the previous blood stimulation, Xu Zhi accidentally sucked too much, and when he let go, Zheng Xintian's face was already pale, and he couldn't even lift a finger.
But I have to say that Zheng Xintian was more intoxicated by the taste of being sucked blood than being whipped. This feeling was like taking drugs, making him ecstatic and unable to control himself.
Xu Zhi curled his lips, threw Zheng Xintian away, and strode towards the door.
"Wait, wait a minute." Zheng Xintian hastily called out to him with difficulty.
Xu Zhi paused, put his hands in his coat pockets, and turned to look at him.
Zheng Xintian struggled to take out his wallet from his clothes pocket on the ground, took out a few banknotes from inside, moved them to Xu Zhi's feet little by little, and lifted the banknotes: "Re-give you...the money."
Xu Zhi raised his eyebrows, and was silent for a moment. Seeing people being made like this by him, he suddenly realized his conscience, but remembered the rules repeatedly told by the female vampire in his memory, so he still accepted the money, and then stroked Zheng Xintian's hair As a consolation, Quan opened the door and left.
After going out, Xu Zhi thought about it, and threw the banknote, which was still stained with sweat, into the trash can on the side of the road.
He didn't work for that woman, he just came to look for food occasionally.
inside the house.
After a long time, Zheng Xin looked away reluctantly, remembering that he accidentally discovered on the Shadowwalker website that one person only has one service in a lifetime, he couldn't help sighing, and once again regretted that he didn't have the courage to ask the man's contact information just now.
"Hehehe, have you started to miss him so soon?"
Zheng Xintian was startled, and following the sudden voice, he saw a girl in a gray-blue dress sitting by the window sill of his house at some point. She had bright features, a pair of beautiful blue eyes, and her skin was beautiful under the moonlight. Shining white, this beautiful girl was tilting her head to look at him at this moment, and let out a series of weird laughter that made the skin crawl.
"You don't deserve to miss him," the girl came over, grabbed his neck, and tightened her slender fingers a little bit, "My perfect brother, who even I dare not approach easily, anyone who touches him, deserves to die .”
"So, die, filthy human."