"Don't pay"
Chen Zimeng's eyes were full of struggle, but he only persisted for a few seconds before, under the influence of the acquired sexual energy, he fell towards Chu Feng with his delicate body looking weak.
boom! A large and rough palm made merciless contact with Chen Zimeng's cheek. Chen Zimeng screamed and flew several hundred meters away.
At the door of the main hall, Zhang Wei, Black Cat, and Hui Hai smacked their lips. Such a delicate little girl pounced on her almost naked, but the Taoist priest was able to do it. It was really inhumane.
Xu Jiarong, who was a good sister to Chen Zimeng, did not understand the situation. When she saw Chen Zimeng being beaten out, she subconsciously begged for mercy: "Taoist Priest, please spare her life."
Chu Feng stepped forward and came to Chen Zimeng.
“Hand over the feminist system!”
"Don't pay"
Chen Zimeng held her head high and looked at Chu Feng stubbornly, like an unyielding wintersweet in the winter night.
Chu Feng, who has never been a sympathetic person, used the magical power of space compression.
The space Chen Zimeng was in continued to shrink until it was one ten millionth the size of the floating space.
"Stinky Taoist"
Chen Zimeng's body suddenly emitted a precious light, and powerful and dangerous energy surged.
Without thinking, Chu Feng summoned the Chaos Bell to cover Chen Zimeng. The explosion occurred instantly, the air waves rolled and the space shattered. If not for the Chaos Bell's obstruction, the surrounding area thousands of miles away would have been destroyed.
The Chaos Clock enlarged and shrank for a while, breaking down the aftermath of the explosion. The bell body shook slightly, throwing out a stream of fly ash.
In the night wind, Chu Feng stared at Fei Hui for a long time and said uncertainly: "Die so easily?"
…
Huanggang Village, known as the back garden of the central area of Pengcheng, has a history of more than 700 years. There is a hill behind the village, so it was named "Huanggang".
Because of its geographical advantage across the river from Hong Kong Island, it has become the first choice place for many Hong Kong Island businessmen, white-collar workers, and container drivers to keep mistresses since the mid-1980s.
For decades, when container trucks came one after another through the port, residents would whisper that the wealthy Hong Kong compatriots were here to visit their mistresses.
As the bottom class of Hong Kong Island, long-distance drivers can be said to be the happiest people in the world. They are just ordinary income class in Hong Kong Island, but when they go to the mainland, which is only a few kilometers away, they immediately become high-income class and struggle at the bottom of Hong Kong Island. Taking advantage of their income and status, they openly lived a life of masters in Huanggang. Almost every one of them had more than one mistress.
As time goes by, the mainland's economy is getting better and better, and fewer and fewer people are willing to be mistresses for long-distance drivers in Hong Kong.
On a secluded street, Zhang Yongbang, a long-distance driver in his forties, was chatting and spanking with his nephew Zhang Jiali.
"At the beginning, we lived a fairy-like life here. On Hong Kong Island, we could only buy one pound of meat, but here we could buy five or seven pounds. On Hong Kong Island, we could only buy a toilet. Here, we could only buy one pound of meat. You can buy several apartments.”
"Back then, there was a boy who was working in Shandong province, and his girlfriend became my lover. The boy blocked the door of the community and said he wanted to deal with me. I just threw a handful of money into his face. It was so refreshing. The boy was so angry that he started fighting with me. Hey, I immediately called the police, and the boy was imprisoned for fifteen days and never dared to cause trouble to me again."
"It was really exciting at that time. For the money I paid for one shot in Hong Kong, I could keep Bei Gu here for three months."
…
Zhang Jiali, who was only in his early twenties and still had some acne on his face, looked yearning as he listened to his uncle's memories.
"At that time, I didn't expect that the mainland's economy would be so good. All I wanted to do every day was play with Beigu. If I had known, I would have bought more houses here. Now I might be worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions." Zhang Yongbang was depressed. said.
"It's great for your generation, but it's miserable for our generation. Don't talk about playing Peking here. In recent years, more and more Hong Kong girls have married to the mainland. Mad, women only care about money." Animal." Zhang Jiali spat on the ground with a loud groan.
"Forget it, there's no point complaining. I'll go with you to see your Uncle Chen in Taiwan the day after tomorrow. From now on, you can make a fortune with Uncle Chen and don't have to travel long distances." Zhang Yongbang suddenly said.
Zhang Jiali's eyes lit up. Compared with his short-sighted uncle Zhang Yongbang, Uncle Chen from Taiwan can be said to be rich. He has a net worth of 700 million in the mainland and nine lovers, five of whom are college students. To use a recently popular saying in the mainland Words are simply the pinnacle of life.
"Speaking of which, we Hong Kong people are far behind Taiwanese people. They make hundreds of billions of dollars from the mainland every year." Zhang Yongbang said while taking a puff of his cigarette.
"Uncle, what do you think the Taiwanese think? They make hundreds of billions of dollars from the mainland every year, but the news always slanders and denigrates the mainland. They earn 30 billion US dollars from Japan every year, but they love Japan so much? Zhang Jiali asked puzzledly.
"The central government's policy towards our Hong Kong Island is good enough. Why are there so many young people arguing for independence and carrying the British flag?" Zhang Yongbang asked rhetorically.
"..." Zhang Jiali was speechless for a moment.
At the same time, in the cool night sky, a huge white cloud floated, with a quaint and majestic Taoist temple vaguely visible above it.
Because of the darkness, none of the residents on the ground saw a huge thing above their heads.
With a creak, the carefully carved Taoist temple door opened, and four people and a cat walked out from the steaming spiritual energy.
"In front of this castle in the sky, the villa is not worth mentioning, nor is the yacht!"
Zhang Wei had a stinky expression on his face.
Black Cat and Hui Hai nodded in agreement.
Chu Feng glanced at them, turned to Xu Jiarong and said: "Huanggang Village is directly below, let's cast a spell."
Xu Jiarong walked to the white jade steps in front of the Taoist temple, stretched out her palm, and with a flash of light, an amber pendant was spinning. As her palm turned downward, the pendant turned into a fishnet-shaped aura cover, covering Huanggang Village and even the whole area. Over the entire port.
The originally silent ground was filled with the cries of thousands of babies, boiling yin energy, and resentment soaring into the sky. Spiritual bodies floated like fireflies in the night.
This is a densely populated residential area. Such a big movement naturally alarmed the residents. Seeing the terrifying scene, countless people screamed in terror.
"Be a good boy, Sister Rong, your system task this time is too big, you'd better let the Taoist priest help you!"
Zhang Wei clicked his tongue and said.
Xu Jiarong shook her head. This time the system clearly required her to complete the task independently and not rely on others.
"Pindao will send you down"
Chu Feng put his hands on Xu Jiarong's thin shoulders, jumped forward, and floated down lightly.
Zhang Wei, Hui Hai, and Black Cat jumped down.
On the ground, gray spirit bodies floated, and babies' cries continued to come from inside.
Suddenly, five lights and shadows fell.
One of the lights was Xu Jiarong. She took out a feather coat from the system space, put it on her body, and stepped into the vast sea of spiritual bodies.
Chu Feng stood there and watched quietly.
