THE GAME

Chapter 29

Done with his mission at the Gusu's Founder's day event, Bo Zhen got into his car. "Wow, I almost forgot...I better get a souvenir for  A'Peng.", The alpha rushed back inside, forgetting to lock his car. He didnt take long to return and was on his way in no time. The mild scent of alcohol escaped him but halfway home, Bo Zhen stopped his car in search of an alluring smell. A constant murmur drew his attention as he turned down the radio. "Are we there yet?... How much do I owe you?", the voice was audible the third time.

"Young Master Nie?", The alpha turned in awe. 'How did I not notice a person was in the back seat', he was surprised. "You're an awesome driver, I enjoyed the ride.", Huaisang slurred as he fidgetted with the door. "Aha!", He let out a joyful cry when the door finally opened.

"Hey, wait. This is not your home.", Bo Zhen stepped out in pursuit of the omega. "Dont worry you'll have your five stars when I get inside.", Huaisang waved two fingers in the air.

"No, Huaisang, that's the middle of the road!", Bo Zhen crouched to pick him up with strong hands when the omega laid his coat on the tarred road in the blue of the night.

"Aish! Let me sleep already!!!" Huaisang flipped a switch, throwing his legs hysterically. "Master Nie, give me your house address so I can take you home.", The alpha managed to lure him closer to the car.

"My house?...Ummm 33...3...Didnt Jiang Cheng give you that. I dont know, check the app or something. Or better still let me sleep here, the bed is so soft.... or hard. Yes, it's hard.", Huaisang rattled on as Bo Zhen got him back inside and closed the gate. The alpha locked all the doors to restrict the drunk man before stepping on the gas...

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P.O.V

*Lowly grunts and dragging of the feet*

Hey, it's me again. *Snickers* Did you really think I'd go down so easily? Sorry to disappoint you, Xue Chengmei is not expendable. Dont sweat it, I'm not the body they dragged away... Years ago in one of my many experiments hidden from Wen Ruohan, I had an epiphany. Created a mask that could perfect a disguise and named it 'snake-skin'. The downside is that once it is attached to a body, it will never get detached. Unless a man was willing to cut his face off, hehe...It's still a work in progress but I knew it would come in handy. Zhuliu was bound to find me sooner or later.

My escape, simple...All I had to do was kill one of my test subjects with a similar height and body structure; dont fret he died with a smile on his face. Tasking, but necessary. A spirit pouch can carry just about anything; even a well-preserved body. I jumped off the building when I had my chance, leaving them with a dead Xue Yang. Wish I could laugh in their face when the dummy cannot carry out simple commands as a fierce corpse. 

Sneaking out of there was not the hard part. Finding a way to stop the bleeding was the headache. Those goons used weapons that I designed- weapons like my gun, Fuchou-ze. Had they been of any quality as my baby, I wouldn't have to kick the bucket; the damn bucket would have kicked me. Haha, enough with the dead man jokes...But Wei Ying, I can't leave that one behind. He will understand that in the coming days...Perhaps I should let the Wens deal with the jade then make another move...

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Daybreak arrived in a flash. The Lotus mansion did not have a peaceful morning with Madam Yu's anger flaring in everyone's face, not even her husband was spared.

 "Yu Ziyuan! It is not your place to punish the Young Master Lan.", Fenmiang raised his voice when persuading his wife fell on deaf ears. Lan Wangji did not put up a fight when his soon to be Mother in law disciplined him with a spirit weapon, Zidian.