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Outside the house, the drunk man who was left on the roadside and no one noticed him slowly sat up.

"Damn, stinky bitch, I can't even touch it." He muttered to himself.

I still seem to be feeling the twitching sensation from the electric shock, and my hands and feet are still trembling from time to time.

"Fuck, fuck, stinky bz, fuck, shit."

Curses continued to ring out, and there seemed to be whispers echoing in his mind. The gazes of the people around him made him even angrier, but what he didn't know was that there was a red light lingering in his eyes.

As violent emotions filled his chest, he stood up suddenly and strode to the door of the house where he had just been thrown out. At this moment, he just wanted to tear that beautiful figure into pieces and then press her down hard under him.

“Bang!”, “Crash!”

The door was pushed open heavily, and the huge force shattered the glass on the door.

The two people who were getting their hair cut inside were startled. Meijing reacted very quickly and ran back to the inner room, taking out a new electric baton. Zhao Cheng was speechless. Didn’t he just say it was just one? Besides, was this man going to use violence in broad daylight in front of everyone?

The drunk strode in, completely ignoring the electric baton that Meijing was sticking on his chest again. He grabbed her hair, clenched his fist and hit her beautiful face.

Meijing looked at the fist in panic as it grew bigger in front of her eyes. She had never encountered a situation where the electric baton failed before, and her mind went blank.

But the fist just brushed past the side. It turned out that Zhao Cheng had arrived.

Lift your left hand and use gentle force to push the fist away.

“Eh?!”

I was surprised that this drunkard was so strong.

His hands did not stop. His five fingers stood upright and gathered together, forming a hook shape, like a crane's beak. The true energy gathered in the fingers and pecked at his left elbow joint again.

The drunkard felt his left hand suddenly lose strength and loosen, but the violence in his heart was hard to control, so he raised his right hand and punched again.

Zhao Cheng stepped back lightly, clenched his left hand, grasped the incoming fist, circled it between his chest and abdomen, and then turned it back. With a little more force, the drunk man was turned around and faced the door inexplicably.

I felt a gentle force behind me and I walked out of the barber shop involuntarily.

It was the first time that Zhao Cheng used Tai Chi against an enemy, and he was extremely satisfied. It was completely different from the initial panic he felt. Not even a single item in the barber shop was damaged.

He turned around and gently supported Meijing, and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, it's okay."

Then he stepped on the ground and instantly walked out of the store, blocking the drunk man who turned around and wanted to rush in again.

When he got out of the door, there were people watching around, so it was inconvenient to use Tai Chi moves. He just blocked the opponent's punches when he turned around, and occasionally tripped him with his feet. But this drunkard still refused to give in even though he was covered in dust.

But the more they fought, the more frightened he became. When he pecked the opponent's elbow in the store, and when he blocked just now, he accidentally used hidden power. A normal person would either not be able to lift his arm or would not be able to get up after falling down, but this guy was not only like nothing happened, but his strength even increased when he punched.

But now there are too many people around, and Zhao Chengshi really doesn't want to expose his strength. When he is in a dilemma, he hears sirens in the distance, and Zhao Cheng finally breathes a sigh of relief.

The crowd of onlookers made way for a while, and two policemen walked in one after another. Zhao Cheng pretended to be increasingly weak, but the man in front of him made his eyes light up.

The first person to come forward was a woman, wearing a black police uniform, but her wavy red hair fluttered freely like burning flames, and her scarlet phoenix eyes shone brightly like gems. At this moment, she did not stare at the man who was making trouble, but instead looked at herself as she walked over.

She was wearing a black police uniform, but it was obviously ill-fitting. It made her chest stand tall and majestic. The belt around her waist was tight, highlighting her slender waist. Her trouser legs were a little short, which made her legs look even longer.

The ill-fitting clothes did not reveal her fragility or sexiness, but instead her swift and powerful steps revealed a bit of heroic spirit.

Zhao Cheng was afraid that she would misunderstand. After all, the various punishments of fighting in his previous life were really disgusting. He slowly slowed down his actions and even prepared himself to take a few hits.

But the drunk man kept rushing forward, and Zhao Cheng retreated repeatedly.

The policewoman came over, grabbed the drunk's fist, twisted it behind her back, and then kicked him in the knee. The drunk fell to his knees involuntarily. Then she pressed down with her knees and used all her strength, and the drunk fell to the ground, unable to struggle.

These moves were so quick and swift that the people around cheered loudly.

Zhao Cheng's eyes also lit up. This female police officer was very skilled. Moreover, he knew the drunkard's strength when they fought just now. He was far inferior to himself, but not weak either. He didn't expect that this female police officer, who didn't look very strong, was actually quite strong.

The male police officer behind her quickly came up and took out handcuffs to handcuff her hands and feet. Then several more police officers came over and hurriedly escorted the drunk man back to the car.

This female police officer was naturally the leader of Group C of the government's special operations team. She walked up to Zhao Cheng, extended her hand, and introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Wen Tingxiu."

Zhao Cheng secretly complained that this name was completely opposite to hers. He reached out and shook her hand. The hand was icy and soft, without any sense of strength. He introduced himself, "Hello, my name is Zhao Cheng."

Meijing, who had been standing aside, also hurried over: "Hello, my name is Zhao Meijing, and I'm the owner of this store."

After saying that, he recounted what had just happened. Wen Tingxiu listened, but she would glance at Zhao Cheng from time to time, which made him feel a little uneasy.

The three then went into the house and recorded a statement. Wen Tingxiu calmed down Meijing, who was still a little uneasy. At this time, the other police officers also questioned the people around and then left.

"Boss, are we leaving now?" The male policeman who had just followed Wen Tingxiu couldn't help but ask as they got into the car.

After receiving the report from the surveillance person just now, the chief immediately borrowed a police car and pretended to be a police officer and rushed over without saying a word. But now he ended up arresting someone and leaving. I don't know what this means.

Wen Tingxiu thought about the subtle strength she felt when she controlled the drunk just now, and Zhao Cheng's calm response despite his best efforts to conceal it. After a while, she said, "The man just now was detained as a Class C incident, and the monitoring team will continue to monitor him 24 hours a day."

"Yes!" The male police officer next to him was surprised, agreed, picked up the walkie-talkie and started talking.

The author says:

Author's words: There is one more chapter today, which will be updated in about half an hour.

Chapter 58 Beginning

Zhao Cheng was walking on the road. After this incident, neither of them had the heart to get a haircut. Meijing wanted to go home, so Zhao Cheng naturally stayed with her.

Meijing drove here, but even though she was driving, she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Cheng who was thinking about something beside her. Sometimes she thought of her daughter Peilin's smiling face, and sometimes she thought of Zhao Cheng's heroic figure when he stood in front of her, and her heart trembled.

Zhao Cheng always felt that something was not right about what happened today, especially the way the policewoman looked at him. It didn't look like an ambiguous look that was caused by affection at all.

Is he here to investigate me? But judging from the record in the barbershop just now, today's incident was clearly an isolated incident. That middle-aged man has harassed Aunt Meijing more than once or twice.

And if Cui Taixian or Li Minghao found me, they should have taken action immediately, right? What did they mean by rushing over to rescue me? Also, if they were really targeting me, then I was being monitored?

Zhao Cheng analyzed that Meijing was driving very fast and would arrive home in a short while.

The more Zhao Cheng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He walked into the house instinctively towards his room, but his arm was pulled. When he turned around, he saw Aunt Meijing blushing and bowing to him: "Thank you so much today."

Zhao Cheng looked at the wrinkles revealed by the bow and realized that he had not spoken a word the whole time and ignored his aunt.

He quickly went over and helped her up: "You're welcome, that's what I should do."

He just said that, but he didn't let go of his hands that were holding her up. Meijing wanted to step back to get rid of the hot feeling on her waist that made her feel weak, but her feet seemed to be rooted there and didn't move at all.

Seeing that her face was becoming more and more flushed, Zhao Cheng could no longer hold back. He pulled her with both hands, and her plump body came closer. Zhao Cheng lowered his head and kissed her rosy, sexy lips.

Meijing supported her hands on his chest, but waves of sweetness came from her lips. His kiss was gentle and domineering, and her hands that were trying to resist became increasingly powerless.

Until a hand climbed up to his height, he suddenly pressed it down: "Don't, don't..."

Being blocked like this, Zhao Cheng was actually a little hesitant. From the last time they met until today, they had only said a few words in total.

This is not like Jiaxi. After all, she was injured that day, so it was a reasonable excuse. If she did the same thing again today, wouldn't she be like a beast? She just thought so in her mind, but her hands did not move, still letting that soft and plump body stick tightly to her.

But this time he didn't activate 'Enchantment'. Zhao Cheng still wanted to see how she felt. However, he underestimated his current 9 points of charm and the succubus's abilities.

Neither of them moved. After a while, Zhao Cheng loosened his embrace and tentatively walked upstairs. But after taking two steps, his sleeve was held again. Meijing blushed and lowered her head: "Can you stay with me for a while?"

Meijing had experienced similar things before, otherwise she wouldn't have had stun batons ready. In fact, there were not only a few in the store but also in the car. But today the stun batons didn't work, and this was the first time something so dangerous happened.

Just now, when he held her in his arms, she felt an unprecedented sense of security in her heart. He smelled so good. Meijing just hoped that this moment would last forever. But she didn't expect that he would let go of her arms in just a moment. She felt extremely empty for a moment and couldn't help but hold his hand.

Zhao Cheng understood what she meant. He hugged her and kissed her passionately. One of his hands rudely entered from under her clothes. This time Meijing did not stop him. His hand smoothly climbed to the huge and soft peak. One hand could not hold it. It felt great and he kneaded it at will.

Just when Zhao Cheng was about to take further action, Mei Jing stopped him with a gasp and said in a charming voice, "Go back to the room."

Zhao Cheng lifted up the pair of plump breasts and walked towards Meijing's room, completely ignoring the ringing cell phone in his pocket.

But even if he ignored it, the phone kept ringing again and again. Meijing still knocked on him, reluctantly moved his hand away from her, and motioned for him to answer the phone.

Zhao Cheng took out his cell phone helplessly, and when he saw it was a call from Dimitri, he answered the call impatiently.

As soon as the call was connected, Dimitri's trembling voice came over: "There is an important discovery in your blood. Do you want to come over?"

Zhao Cheng was stunned. It had only been a day, what could he find out? Besides, he was... He glanced at Meijing who was sorting her clothes.

"I'll go there tomorrow."

"No, no," Dimitri said hurriedly on the phone, "The white blood cells in your blood seem to have mutated. I need more experimental samples."

Zhao Cheng was a little hesitant. He didn't expect Dimitri to be able to research anything, but if the ability of self-healing could really be researched and replicated, then it would be great if his girlfriends, especially Haiyun, could possess this ability.

Beauty is important, but this matter is equally important.

After agreeing and hanging up the phone, Meijing not only did not get angry, but instead stood up and helped him tidy up his clothes like a wife.

......

Dimitri hung up the phone, looked up at the black muzzle of the gun, and said with fear: "Is this okay?"

Quan Tae-joo took back the gun and said coldly: "You better not lie to me."

After saying that, he took the report in his hand and read it again, his heart burning with excitement.

The president was extremely unhappy with him because he had not been able to catch the person, so he ordered him not to come back if he couldn't find the person. It was like semi-exiling him to that crappy place of Siberia.

This time I got the news that this bastard actually ran back to Korea and hid. No wonder I couldn't catch him.

He immediately rushed back with everyone overnight. Unexpectedly, he not only caught the man, but also found an unexpected surprise when searching the information in the laboratory.

The ability to climax is fine, and although the ability to heal oneself is far from immortality, it is much stronger than the medicine the president is taking now. If I can make up for my mistakes, maybe I can go further.

"Get up, we're going to retreat first. You know what to say." After saying that, he nodded the earphones in his ears, turned around and walked out.

However, not only could we not find any clues about the source of the information this time, it also hinted that the other party should not be harmed.

Quan Tae-joo weighed the pros and cons, and since he was not sure about the other party's strength and did not want to anger him, he had to take a tentative approach first. Otherwise, according to his usual style of doing things, it would be a common thing for such a powerless high school student to become a missing person.

Zhao Cheng didn't know this. He came to the laboratory with great expectations, and saw Dimitri picking up the experimental report with a pale face and forcing a smile:

"Look, your white blood cells are abnormal. Not only can they deal with a large number of viruses, but they can also devour certain special viruses. If you can produce research results based on this alone, you will have no problem winning the Nobel Prize."

Of course these were all lies. How could such a simple laboratory obtain a large number of different types of bacteria and viruses? It was just Dimitri's guess.

Zhao Cheng didn't say anything. He looked around and then looked at his pale face.

"The story starts so soon?"

He understood and said, "That's great. Are there any others?"

Dimitri breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had no doubts, and continued to talk nonstop.

At this time, Kwon Tae-joo's men outside the building had already recorded Zhao Cheng's sound waves and dynamic images. The entire team was working at full capacity to carry out data investigation, background analysis, retrieval of past surveillance, and formulation of evaluation plans.

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Author's words: Thank you for the reward from Xuanxuanzi, the boss who is not good at women.

Thanks to 1689184418, Nine O'Clock Stays Up, and 1721844254 for their monthly tickets.

Thanks everyone for the coins.

I'm sorting out the plot recently, so the update is very unstable. I'm really sorry. I will finish sorting it out as soon as possible, ensure three updates, and try to add more.

Thank you again for your love and rewards for this book. I will continue to work hard.

Chapter 59 Bank Loans

Zhao Cheng stayed at Dimitri's place until dinner time, and left after leaving a few more tubes of blood.

He was not in a hurry to get on the car. He seemed to be thinking about something along the way. He was sure that the people from WS Group would monitor him. As for whether there was another wave of people, Zhao Cheng was not sure. He really didn't know where he had revealed his flaws.

But I need to be more cautious in my recent actions. Thinking of this, I took out my phone and called Leah.

"Hello, why did you think of calling?" Leah's soft voice came, a little breathless.

"Is Manshu next to us? Is it convenient for us to talk now?" Hearing the voice, Liya looked at Manshu who was still running and the empty gym.

"It's convenient. Wait a moment." After saying that, Liya patted Manshu.

Man Shu got off the treadmill, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat off her head. As she wiped her towering body, which was trembling, she asked, "What's wrong?"

Liya picked up the phone and gestured to her, while making some sounds next to her ear. Manshu understood.

The two girls walked to the front desk and put on their headphones. Liya then said to the phone, "What's wrong?"

"I can't order takeout for you recently. I have an exam soon and need to study hard." Zhao Cheng said.

In order to prevent the phone calls from being monitored, they agreed that Zhao Cheng would now play the role of a bootlicker. If he ordered takeout for them, it would mean he would go over in the evening. If he didn't deliver it or they didn't allow him to deliver it, then he wouldn't go or it was inconvenient.

As for studying hard, it is equivalent to practicing, and real studying will be referred to as the college entrance examination. There are also some other code words, which were all discussed by the three of them in the bed with the quilts covering their heads. However, only the two girls know best whether Zhao Cheng is really a bootlicker in the bed.

Hearing this, Man Shu said, "You should have prepared for the college entrance examination a long time ago. You don't know how to focus on the right path every day!"

This sentence is consistent with Manshu's attitude towards him. As for the right way, it means that they are fine recently. If it is changed to the crooked way, it would be the opposite, and it would be Zhao Cheng's turn to be anxious.