Shao Qing silently calculated, altogether there were a total of five people. With her abilities, disposing of five people shouldn’t be a problem. The only problem was that she was currently still carrying her son. Moreover, these five individuals appeared to have supernatural abilities…this could be a problem.
What should I do? Shao Qing carefully pondered, while the middle aged man who pretended to be righteous was already impatiently salivating.
Shao Qing’s eyes narrowed, calculating within her heart, she then lowered her head to feign how delicate she was. “My husband died early and since then I’ve been all alone with no one I can rely on.” As she was speaking, her gaze towards the middle aged man showed her longing to find someone dependent to rely on. “Now that it’s the apocalypse, us, mother and child, both just want someone we can depend on….”
This middle aged man became exulted. Although forcing someone against their will was a pretty distinctive style he enjoyed, if a gorgeous women like this was taking the initiative to lie with him, this flavour would definitely be better.
He was itching to snatch the child from Shao Qing’s bosom to hand it off to someone else or perhaps even throw it on the sofa. Shao Qing retreated a step: “He’s my only son…”
That man immediately grasped the situation intuitively. At once he spoke: “You don’t have to worry. Your son is my son, I will get my brothers to take care of him.”
The blond haired youngster on the side immediately stepped in. “So, that is my nephew! Come! Let uncle hug you!”
Patting Xiao Baozi’s back, with a tender voice yet also a chilling aura, she whispered: “Darling, don’t be afraid. Mommy will be back soon, real soon…”
Xiao Baozi cleverly allowed himself into the yellow haired youngster’s embrace then with big blinking eyes responded, “Mama, don’t be worried. I’ll be good.”
Shao Qing allowed the middle aged man to drag her into the room. Once the door was closed, she narrowed her eyes. Her eyes rested on the middle aged man’s throat, back of the head, solar plexus, unceasingly thinking about how she could mortally wound him with one strike.
With great urgency, the middle aged man approached Shao Qing, immediately wanting to peel off Shao Qing’s clothes. Swatting his hands away, she coquettishly teased, “What’s the hurry? We have loads of time.”
“Yes… yes…” The middle aged man’s gaze had a lewd look to it. Before the apocalypse he was simply a white collar worker. Where could he have seen a woman as beautiful and graceful as Shao Qing.
Shao Qing slowly placed her hands on his collar area. Her fingernails lightly scraped the middle aged man’s adam’s apple. Then following the direction of the buttons, she slid her fingernails from his adam’s apple down to a button.
When his breathing started to become increasingly urgent, Shao Qing came up close and snug. With an enticing glance towards him, her other hand stroked his stomach. Then just when his muscles were starting to slowly relax, without any signs or warnings, Shao Qing’s five fingers gathered together. WIth an astonishing speed, she thrusted her hand into his chest while the other hand crushed his throat simultaneously.
As he died, both of his eyes opened wide. He attempted to call out to his companions but because of his crushed throat, he could barely let out a whisper. Warm blood slowly trickled down from the corner of his mouth, bringing an unpleasant fishy smell a bit similar to rust.
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The End Of The World's Poisonous Mom And Monster Baby
ActionShao Qing's only regret in life is that she blindly fell in love with a worthless man. She gave up everything for him, but in exchange was run over by his conniving mistress when she was close to her delivery date. Fortunately, Heaven left her a way...
