The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 372 Sheep?
Along the roads surrounding the town, the dilapidated lamp posts are rusted with dirt, but they stubbornly continue to work, casting a few dim beams of light and occasionally making a slight hissing sound of electricity, a precursor to a short circuit.

"Since I often buy you drinks, can you please keep that stinky thing away from me?"

Officer Kane, who was carrying a large body bag, was left at the back by his disloyal colleagues. The small and poor police station naturally had no body transport vehicle, so they had to rely on manpower to transport the body back.

He gave her the middle finger angrily and ran away.

"That's a nice thought. No one can be immune to it."

He had just crossed the street when he suddenly stopped, avoiding bumping into a figure that suddenly appeared.

"Old Gunter, why did you drive the sheep into town in the middle of the night?" The strong animal odor hit him in the face, and he took two steps away in disgust. "Go back quickly. How can we afford to hire cleaners with our pitiful treasury? No one wants to see sheep droppings all over the ground tomorrow morning."

"Let the babies have a couple of midnight snacks. I'll be back soon." The old man gently caressed a large black sheep with coiled horns. The dim light shone on his face, making his features look a little distorted.

"What a mentally ill old fellow." Kane muttered in his heart, shook his head, and chased after his colleagues. Tonight's work was very busy, and he had no time to take care of municipal sanitation issues.

And by the way, I'm doing an experiment...

The old lips opened and closed silently, and between the broken black and yellow teeth, the slippery tongue was as red as blood.

Feeling the owner's intention, the tall black goat shook its horns, took a hesitant step, and landed its hard horny hooves steadily on the concrete road.

One by one, the four-legged creatures entered the previously inaccessible areas without any hindrance.

The boundary that had stood in front of him for years had disappeared, and he smiled happily.

"Perfect!"

……

……

As the night wind blew, the newly sprouted corn seedlings and spring wheat swayed from side to side, and the friction between the branches and leaves made a rustling sound.

The clouds in the sky flowed like water, the gray moonlight appeared and disappeared, and a figure walked in the air. Occasionally, his toes touched the crops, and then he glided far away like a big bat.

"Well, it's the right amount of fat and lean, and it really tastes crispy and delicious..." Zhu Mingyao tore off a piece of lamb chop and chewed it with a fragrant taste. While dealing with his dinner, he checked the local specialties given by others.

"The weaving technique is detailed and rigorous. You can tell at first glance that it's an old craft. It can already be considered a work of art." He stroked the dense geometric patterns on the sweater and trousers, feeling the soft touch, and nodded with satisfaction.

No matter how valuable the gift is, the thought behind it is so thoughtful that one feels comfortable and the trip is not in vain.

The last mission location is only a hundred kilometers away. If everything goes well, we should be able to return home tonight.

Putting the last piece of lamb chop into his mouth, Zhu Mingyao snapped his fingers, and a flash of fire appeared on his palm to burn away the grease. He put the sweater into his treasure bag, jumped high, and was about to merge into the palace of precious light that suddenly appeared.

At this moment, he suddenly frowned, stopped moving, and looked in a certain direction.

In the darkness, a faint light was approaching rapidly from afar, as if a beam of lightning was shuttling along the ground and approaching quickly.

The roar of the engine cylinders shattered the tranquility of the country road, two beams of light dispelled the night, and an old blue Ford Mercury rushed out like a mad buffalo.

The rapid horn of the car was like a violent cough, tearing the air and catching people off guard.

The driver stomped his feet desperately, and the brake pads rubbed against the brake disc and brake drum in vain, making a harsh noise, but failed to reduce the speed at all.

"Fuck! Stop it!"

The young man slapped the steering wheel like crazy, his bloodshot eyes filled with despair.

But his ability to soothe the machine spirit was obviously not up to par. The out-of-control car shook its butt and moved like a snake, but still rushed out of the bend in front with a determined attitude and crashed head-on into several lush old oak trees on the side of the road!
The man collapsed and screamed with his eyes closed, and a warm feeling gushed out from his crotch. "Ah——!"

A powerful howl echoed, and it lasted for dozens of seconds before stopping.

The warm current continued to drip along the trouser legs, but the expected severe pain did not come. The man was gasping for breath, his mouth opened so wide that he could almost swallow a potato whole, and he stared blankly at the magical scene in front of him.

The steel structure with malfunctioning brakes had been suspended in the air without anyone noticing, with its four wheels spinning wildly but unable to move at all, as if an invisible giant was holding it gently in his palm.

Before the man could figure out his current situation, a handsome face came to the car window, glanced at his wet lower body, and laughed playfully:

"Hey, man, I hope you didn't forget to bring a change of clothes..."

"Shette! That miser, Grandet! How many times has the business department reported this to their superiors? They just can't bear to replace this bunch of damn old cars!"

A moment later, Leits, a senior negotiator of the livestock company, covered his hairy legs with a shirt and cursed at his boss thousands of miles away.

The cool midnight breeze playfully sneaked into the gap, causing the man's bare buttocks to tremble and he immediately got goose bumps. He cast a pitiful and embarrassed look to the side.

"Well, luckily you met me, go on!" Zhu Mingyao couldn't help laughing as he had no interest in the middle-aged man's buttocks, and threw a pair of woolen pants he had just got over to him.

Having preserved his last bit of dignity, Leites expressed his sincere thanks with a feeling of relief, and took the opportunity to strike up a conversation with this magical "superhero".

"... So you have just come from Levenslands. What a coincidence! I was just on my way there."

He stroked the trousers donated by others in a friendly way, "I knew it, the production process of this woolen clothing is really strict, just like their famous wool ball artifact, the degreasing process makes it extremely clean, with only the fragrance of natural plant medicine, without the slightest sheep odor."

“Well, in terms of quality alone, handicraft products may not be inferior to those produced on the assembly line…” Although Zhu Mingyao agreed on the surface, an indescribable thought suddenly welled up in his heart, just like looking out through a frosted glass window on a cold winter day; the scene was both blurry and clear.

He tried to find the source of the strange feeling and asked casually, "Are you going to discuss business? I heard that all the ranches in the town are about to be acquired by you."

"You guessed right. The only thing left to sign the contract is the last ranch. But last week, the salesperson in charge of the negotiations disappeared." Leites opened his hands and continued to complain about his asshole boss.

"They said they were short of manpower, so they kicked me over from Miami to clean up the mess for the local branch, and I almost died in the middle of the night!"

His cheeks were puffed up red, and he made an exaggerated expression, "If you don't give me an extra bonus this time, I will report this to the union..."

"Wait!" The loud shout was like thunder, which frightened him so much that he trembled violently.

Zhu Mingyao's face was solemn, as if he had grasped a little spiritual light from nowhere. He asked quickly, "What did you say just now? Say it again!"

"If you don't give me the bonus, I'll go to the guild to complain..." Leitus was a little frightened by his glare.

"No, it's the first few sentences!"

The man repeated every word honestly, "… just like their famous wool ball artifact, without any sheep smell."

"Yes, that's it!" Zhu Mingyao kicked unconsciously, and a thick tree root protruding from the ground turned into powder in an instant. The transparent sap mixed with sawdust and dust mixed into a chaotic mass.

There was chaos on the ground, but his mind was extremely clear. The two key pieces of information collided and combined with each other, sparking sparks of wisdom.

The former salesperson who came to discuss the acquisition but suddenly disappeared...

And that giant ball of yarn that didn't match the rumors...

Zhu Mingyao turned back slowly and firmly, gazing towards the horizon from which he had come.

"Fuck you... I've been tricked!"

(End of this chapter)