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He bowed slightly in thanks and said, "I heard you. I'll be there now."

After saying that, he said goodbye and left.

After leaving the community, Quan Tae-joo sat in the car and said to a person in the back seat:

"If my family and I die, I hope you can kill this woman, and someone will pay you after the deed is done."

"Taejoo, I don't want money, can I just kill this woman?"

The person in the back seat said, his voice was young and had a local accent.

"Well, all you have to do is kill her and give her the money."

Kwon Tae-joo said that he could only bet that if this woman died, Zhao Cheng would go crazy and take revenge on WS Group.

But I still hope that I won’t die and won’t have to use this backup plan.

......

At Meijing's house, Zhao Cheng hung up the phone and continued to work hard.

I guess that person will be here soon, so I need to speed up.

"what!!!"

Peilin's moans were high-pitched and long-lasting, her body was arched and tense, she knelt on the bed revealing a perfect S-curve, beautiful and charming.

Immediately afterwards, the big hand supporting the waist from behind left.

Peilin's body could no longer support her, and she collapsed on her side, gasping for breath, her smooth, white body covered in sweat.

The popping sounds continued to echo in the room, and the splashing liquid would occasionally fall on Perrin's body.

Meijing lay on her back, enduring the continuous and violent impacts.

Peilin watched with fascination as Meijing's broad mind leapt when she was hit. Her usually gentle and dignified face was now filled with only a hint of spring.

I couldn't help but reach out my hand and skillfully press my beating chest, and I felt a fire burning in my heart.

The other hand involuntarily reached down and pinched her pearls.

"Woo!!!"

Meijing's charming voice soon sounded, her waist left the bed, and her arms subconsciously grasped Zhao Cheng's strong arms.

After being tense for a moment, he finally relaxed, his body twitching slightly.

Peilin soon no longer needed to use her hands. She only felt her body being straightened again, and she was kneeling on the bed as the huge and hot thing pushed into her.

I felt my narrow vagina being pushed open, and then being violently slammed into its center, over and over again.

Gradually, the entire flower path became hot, and even a strange numbness spread from the flower path to the whole body.

Peilin's body suddenly arched, and an unprecedented peak came suddenly.

"what!!!"

With a scream, a large amount of liquid suddenly splashed out from the flower path, gushing out from the cracks of the flower path.

Then Peilin's delicate body softened, as if her soul had been sprayed out, and she collapsed on the bed.

Zhao Cheng only felt a huge amount of Yin essence pouring into his Dantian and pouring onto the Tao seed.

This was the first time he consciously practiced the method of collecting and replenishing energy, and the effect was far better than before.

Meijing and Peilin had actually woken up about an hour ago, but the memory of their surging desires was still there.

Not only is the memory still there, but the surging desire has not diminished with each climax.

Moreover, after the two of them had undergone the I Ching marrow cleansing, their ability to withstand stress had been greatly enhanced. Even though their bodies seemed to be falling apart, they could still enjoy themselves tactfully.

Zhao Cheng felt that he had underestimated the power of infatuation. Even after turning off his supernatural powers, the stimulated emotions would not subside.

Pull out, ram in again.

Feeling the completely different flower path tightly wrapping around the giant object again, the beautiful, quiet and gentle voice sounded again.

This time, Peilin didn't move. She just collapsed there, not wanting to move a finger.

Zhao Cheng's hands wandered over the two people's bodies. One was soft and the other was elastic. The feeling of being pressed under them was also completely different.

One is like in the clouds, the other is like on a trampoline.

Meijing's hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks. She half-closed her eyes and endured the impact again and again.

Zhao Cheng held the broad mind in his hands and played with it at will.

As expected, he has a special physique and can obviously withstand the force of the whip.

Zhao Cheng simply let Peilin lie down, picked up Meijing, and turned over to lie on Peilin.

"Don't~"

Meijing moaned and resisted. If she had Peilin lying on top of her, she could barely accept it, but the other way around, she felt strangely ashamed.

But her resistance was feeble, and it soon penetrated forcefully and blocked her throat.

The heat and strange numbness spread throughout the flower path, turning the protest sounds into delicate moans again and again.

Until he soon reached the climax, he couldn't help but hugged Perrin with his tense body, spraying out bursts of juice.

Then he collapsed on Peilin's body.

Peilin felt the weight of her body and subconsciously hugged her plump body, as if it was the first time that Meijing was held in her arms.

It turns out that she can be so fragile sometimes. Peilin stroked her hair gently, feeling emotional subconsciously in her heart.

Then, her mind was shattered by the huge object that rushed in again, and the baby-like humming sounded again.

Half an hour later, Zhao Cheng felt a sense of accomplishment as he looked at the two women who had fainted.

Even though they fainted, they still hugged each other. I think their relationship will be better after waking up.

He got out of bed, covered them with the quilt, went into the bathroom to take a shower and clean up, and then Zhao Cheng walked out the door with a sense of satisfaction.

The author says:

Author's words: Thanks to Xiao Wang for the continuous rewards.

Thanks to the old driver 6666 for the coins.

Chapter 135 Meeting

Outside the door, Kwon Tae-joo was standing by the car.

After seeing Zhao Cheng, he bowed respectfully and opened the car door, as if he was facing the president.

Zhao Cheng nodded and greeted him. This was the first time he saw him. He looked very energetic, but his attitude was a little too humble.

It's a pity that if I were neither humble nor arrogant, I would look up to him.

Moreover, Haiyun's phone call just now also showed that someone was still monitoring us, so is he still betting on both sides?

He got in the car and sat down without saying a word.

Kwon Tae-joo didn't say much. He quietly sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

......

Park Wangcheng's villa, in the bedroom.

Secretary Liu Aishan walked to his side, first lowered his head and fed the medicine in his mouth to him mouth to mouth, then whispered:

"President, he has come here with Zhao Cheng, but the people from Group B reported to me that he did not carry out any arrest operations. It seems that he reached some kind of agreement with the other party."

Park Wangcheng was sitting on the sofa, and Zhang Ziyan was sitting astride him, twisting her body hard with her back facing him.

"Haha, I still overestimated him. I thought that I and the other party would let him go. No one likes a dog that likes to bite back."

After saying that, he unbuttoned Liu Aishan's collar and held up her plump breasts and played with them.

Liu Aishan had no expression on his face and continued:

"Should we proceed as planned? If we take it directly to the laboratory, I'm afraid..."

Park Wangcheng understood what she meant and pondered in his heart.

The opponent's power cannot be underestimated. It is not wise to offend them rashly for an ordinary medicine.

Even though there is already a scapegoat, Kwon Tae-joo, the leader of Group B, it is not easy to repair the damaged relationship.

Besides, since the purpose of the test has not been achieved, it would be better to just make friends. Maybe there is a possibility of cooperation between the two parties.

"Bring him over and have a chat in person." Park Wangcheng's voice came out vaguely from the secretary's chest.

Liu Aishan nodded, but still reminded:

"He has the ability to heal himself and have orgasms. Will there be any danger in meeting him?"

Park Wangcheng did not answer. He moved his hand away from her chest and grabbed her round buttocks on his hips, pushing quickly, his breathing becoming rapid.

After a while, Park Wangcheng groaned, and Zhang Ziyan hurriedly stood up, squatted down, and cleaned it carefully with her mouth.

"It's okay." Park Wangcheng took a few breaths, "It won't be dangerous."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

......

"Ding!"

Zhao Cheng, who was sitting in the back seat, picked up his phone. The message on it was very simple, just one word: "Yes"

"There is security."

Zhao Cheng added in his mind, but didn’t take it seriously.

At the same time, I felt relieved, because it meant that I could indeed meet the president.

I subconsciously touched the back of the phone, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was there.

After its strength was greatly increased this time, the range of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's changes was larger. It was now smaller than the palm of a hand and was stuffed into the phone case by Zhao Cheng.

At the same time, the control of Xiao Hei has become smoother and no hand prints are needed anymore.

Xiao Hei hid in the trouser legs and waited for the right moment to seep into the ground.

There was no conversation along the way, and the car drove into a villa area.

Zhao Cheng looked out of the car window. This place should be in the south of Seoul.

Close to mountains and green spaces, each villa covers a large area, with various styles dotted on the green slopes.

Kwon Tae-joo quickly drove into the gate of one of the villas, and the two got out of the car, with Kwon Tae-joo leading the way.

After passing a small artificial lake and walking through carefully trimmed lawns, we finally arrived outside the villa.

Entering the living room, a dazzling crystal chandelier hangs from the high ceiling.

The light from the setting sun shines in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, making the crystal chandelier cast a dreamy glow.

There were quite a few people in the room, but the most important one was the old man sitting on the sofa. His hair was black and white, and he looked handsome and energetic.

His eyes were looking at him with a sparkle, and he showed a kind smile when he looked over at him.

"If I didn't have 'power', I would probably see a different face."

Zhao Cheng thought to himself, smiled back, and nodded slightly.

Zhao Cheng walked over, glanced at the two bodyguards beside the old man, and then sat down on the sofa next to him.

Since he was the representative of a "big power", there was no need to lower his posture.

But Kwon Tae-joo did not follow, but just stood in the living room, looking at this place from afar, feeling extremely nervous.

Park Wangcheng looked at the high school student in front of him. He was unexpectedly handsome and tall.

He was not panicked when he saw me, but just looked at me calmly.

But he was somewhat displeased by such gazes. After so many years, he had gotten used to other people's respectful attitudes, and it was rare for him to see young people who could look him in the eye.

Even the number one chaebol son is no match for him.

However, this makes people pay more attention. I don’t know whether the other party is really fearless or just ignorant and fearless.

"Would you like to drink?" Park Wangcheng smiled and raised the glass in his hand.