Who made him participate in the slapping contest?

Chapter 34 Python

night.

The Peninsula Hotel.

Hong Jie sat on the bed studying the "Xuanwu" app.

You can only use a nickname when registering for the app.

What should we choose?

He won't actually join the martial arts department and be constrained; his future path will mainly focus on violent events such as slapping.

Violence... well, let's call him "Tyrant".

The app is very simple.

Hong Jie is currently a D-level member, and can only accept D-level missions.

What does a Class D bounty mean?

Some criminals who practiced martial arts were arrested.

There were also the elimination of members of some cults and terrorist organizations.

Nan Tai's mission is: to capture Chen Jinlong!

The Xiamen City Investigation Team is making every effort to investigate and apprehend the ringleaders of telecom fraud active in Cambodia and Myanmar.

Anyone who provides clues will receive 120 points for finding or arresting Chen Jinlong.

Points can be used to redeem resources, money, etc.

No way.

Chen Jinlong is a cancer in the Nantai business community.

Ostensibly, he was in the tourism and education business, but secretly he was involved in multiple telecom fraud groups and had a long history of murders on his hands.

His son alone had more than a dozen guns.

Chen Jinlong's defenses were undoubtedly impregnable.

Such a dangerous mission is actually a D-level mission?

Are all martial arts students Rambo?

Answer or not?

Hong Jie looked at the task mechanism and found that there was a limit to the number of times he could accept a task.

If a participant fails to complete or meet the requirements three times, their task privileges will be revoked for the next six months, and they will be penalized with a deduction of points.

three times?

"Since it's zero points anyway, judging from what Wu Fei and the old man said, it seems they're suggesting I take the mission."

"Could it be food meant to be fed?"

"After all, if a big shot like Chen Jinlong wants to cause trouble, it's the military and special police who should handle it. I don't have the ability to dodge bullets, so they wouldn't need to persuade me to go and deliver myself into this mess, would they?"

"Give it a try."

"It's not a big deal if we don't finish; if we do, it's free money."

After thinking it over carefully, Hong Jie accepted the task.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Xiaoxian came out of the bathroom. She was wearing a nightgown, her hair was wet, and she was wearing a bra underneath.

"Nobody's watching." Hong Jie's gaze swept over her chest.

"I checked the flight tickets, and there are no direct flights back to China. The earliest I can get a ticket is the day after tomorrow."

"There is a turning point."

"Should we place an order?"

Wang Xiaoxian tidied her still slightly damp hair and frowned slightly.

"Then we'll leave the day after tomorrow."

"With the Wu family around, nothing will happen."

"But you'll have to sleep with me tonight."

Hong Jie glanced at her long, snow-white legs, winked, and grinned mischievously.

"I don't have breasts."

"Safety!"

Wang Xiaoxian snorted and sat down on the other side of the bed.

But you have legs.

Hong Jie made a few jokes and said in a low voice, "Tonight might be a bit troublesome. Remember, if anything happens, don't panic or scream. Just hide."

"Um."

"Someone gave me instructions when I was at the manor."

Wang Xiaoxian has gone through a lot and has gained some experience.

It was in the early hours of the morning.

Tick-tock, tick-tock!

A sultry woman wearing a red bodycon dress and sunglasses walked into the hotel lobby.

"Miss, please give me your luggage."

The waiter stared at her firm, round, snow-white breasts and swallowed hard.

"Give me a room, not on a high floor."

The woman parted her dark purple lips slightly, her voice carrying a touch of mature womanly softness and charm.

"Is 307 okay?" the receptionist asked.

"Can."

After briefly registering her identity information, the woman swayed her hips and walked towards the elevator.

The waiter followed closely behind, carrying the suitcase.

I don't know what's in this box, it's incredibly heavy.

I entered the room.

The woman still hadn't taken off her sunglasses, and judging from her expression, she seemed to be smiling.

The waiter leaned closer: "Miss, you haven't given your tip yet."

"OK!"

She took a few US dollars from her bag and held them to her chest, teasingly saying:

"Come and get it."

"Haha, then I won't be polite."

The waiter closed the door and locked it from the inside, then, laughing lewdly, began to undress.

"Miss, I can do more than just carry luggage."

"I guarantee you'll be satisfied tonight."

He put his arm around the woman's waist, and his hands wandered to her shapely buttocks.

"Yeah?"

The woman took off her sunglasses and giggled.

Under the lights.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her pupils devoid of any light, making her look like a dead person.

Within those split lips were teeth that were long, thin, and sharp like saw teeth, all blackish-brown in color, emitting a putrid stench like that of a rotting corpse.

The waiter was terrified, as if he had seen a demon.

Just as he was about to break free, the woman bit his neck, tearing his throat, and he began to swallow blood frantically.

The waiter convulsed, let out a short wheezing sound, and collapsed to the ground.

"call!"

"What a terrible dinner."

"The blood of these stinking men is far less sweet than the blood of the children in the village."

The woman was none other than Napon, a protector disciple of Sonti.

After letting out a pungent, sour burp, Napon opened the suitcase.

Inside, a python with purple patterns was coiled up. Upon smelling the blood, it instantly became agitated.

"Honey, this isn't for you to eat."

"You won't work once you've eaten your fill."

"The food is upstairs!"

Napon gently patted the python's head, then picked it up and hung it around her neck.

She didn't rush to make a move.

It's still early.

……

Two o'clock in the morning.

Wang Xiaoxian was already fast asleep.

This girl is really something!

Hong Jie was very curious about what tricks Chen Kaixuan would use.

Gunman?

Or is he an ancient Muay Thai killer?

Or is it……

As Hong Jie was pondering this, he felt a strange smell wafting over, somewhat like perfume powder, but mixed with a hint of medicine and fishiness.

Just from that one sniff, he felt as if his eyelids suddenly weighed a ton, and he became uncontrollably sleepy.

not good!

Could it be the kind of alluring fragrance that Dad and Uncle Su were talking about?

Hong Jie was shocked.

She quickly scratched her philtrum with her fingernail, bit her tongue hard, and dragged her heavy legs to the window, opening the half-open window.

Air rushed in.

It's not refreshing.

Instead, it was a stench that made you dizzy.

A python, as thick as a small bowl, flicked its tongue and darted towards them like an arrow.

What the hell!

Hong Jie suddenly grabbed the snake's body; the immense impact and fear caused him to fall to the ground instantly.

The snake, as if possessed, began tearing at Hong Jie's neck.

Hong Jie subconsciously turned his head to the side.

The python bit his shoulder, causing him to groan in pain.

Grass!

He was really determined and punched the snake's head directly.

The snake was agile; it darted upwards to dodge, and its body instantly coiled around Hong Jie, forming a binding shape with a single twist of its ten-meter-long body.

Hong Jie tried to stand up, but the python was incredibly strong.

After wrapping him up twice, she knocked him to the ground.

Hong Jie tried to punch it and poke it with his fingernails, but the snake's soft and sticky body couldn't withstand any force.

He has a lot of strength, but he can't put it into practice at all.

In less than half a minute.

He was then wrapped around the python three or four times, the immense, deadly force of its constriction causing his bones to creak.

Fortunately, he was able to fight back because he kept his hands raised above his head to protect his throat from the python.

quack!

The python raised its head and continued to coil.

A heavy feeling in my chest.

Difficulty breathing.

Under the influence of the incense, Hong Jie's vision began to darken.

The python was also extremely hungry. Seeing that Hong Jie was exhausted, the snake's head swooped down again, trying to tear Hong Jie's throat apart.

Hong Jie knew that the opportunity to decide his life or death had arrived!

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