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Just after hanging up the phone, Jun Qianqian came down from upstairs, wrapped in a bathrobe, her damp hair twisted into strands. The sight was enough to make anyone's heart race.
Mo Ming, not one to be indifferent, found his gaze locked onto Jun Qianqian, captivated by a beauty that many dream of but cannot attain.
She was enchanting… truly enchanting. Her fiery figure defied the loose bathrobe, accentuating her curves in a breathtaking way.
“Pervert Mo Ming, what are you staring at? Your eyes are glued to me, you lecher!”
Though her tone was harsh, anyone could hear the hint of delight hidden within it.
She had thought that she wasn't attractive enough for Mo Ming to notice her feelings, but it seemed that was not the case.
Jun Qianqian didn’t realize that her alluring appearance had already left Mo Ming coughing awkwardly.
“Uh, Qianqian, could you please not run around in a bathrobe? It’s easy to let one’s imagination run wild,” Mo Ming said as he averted his gaze, instinctively wanting to grab something to ease the awkwardness. However, recalling Jun Qianqian's earlier words, he held back.
Cursing under his breath at Little Fairy, he thought it was obvious she was deliberately trying to tempt him. Who was the real pervert here? A natural reaction is normal, right? If he didn’t have any reaction at all, wouldn’t that mean he was useless?
But Mo Ming dared not say this aloud; otherwise, he would surely witness Jun Qianqian’s wrath in the next moment.
Jun Qianqian shot him an annoyed glare and said, “This is my house; I’m not wandering around. Besides, what’s wrong with wearing a bathrobe? Is it forbidden?”
Wearing black stockings is still wearing something, right? That kind of subtle allure is even more enticing!
This is the unspoken voice of Mo Ming, who awkwardly smiled and said, "Sure, Miss Jun, you can do whatever you want. If you need anything, just let me know, and I can have someone help you with it. Alright, I'm heading back to my room now."
Mo Ming felt a bit flushed all over, occasionally glancing at Jun Qianqian. The beautiful sight was not something one could easily resist; it was better to avoid looking at it altogether.
"Wait a minute." Jun Qianqian blocked Mo Ming's path, standing very close to him, allowing Mo Ming to catch a whiff of her fragrance.
The scent was captivating; just one sniff almost made Mo Ming lose control. Fortunately, Jun Qianqian didn't have that kind of intoxicating fragrance that could drive him wild.
"Uh? Is there something?" Mo Ming feigned calmness and asked.
"Of course there's something. Didn't you say I could come to you if I needed anything?" Jun Qianqian replied with an ambiguous smile that left Mo Ming feeling puzzled.
Mo Ming became slightly cautious to avoid falling for any schemes from Jun Qianqian and asked, "Oh, what do you need?"
"A lot," Jun Qianqian said while counting on her fingers. "Facial cleanser, shampoo, body wash, mouthwash..."
Mo Ming felt overwhelmed by the list and quickly interrupted her with a wry smile. "You mentioned so many things that I really can't remember them all. How about you make a list, and I'll get them for you?"
After thinking for a moment, he added, "By the way, don't we already have shampoo and stuff?"
"You don't understand anything! You have no idea what women need! Those things are not what I'm used to!" Jun Qianqian rolled her eyes dramatically. "Unfortunately, my period just started, and I need sanitary pads. It's really quite a lot; I'm too lazy to list it all."
"So what do you want?" Mo Ming immediately became alert; the pile of items Jun Qianqian mentioned wasn't the main point—this was!
Jun Qianqian smiled at Mo Ming again and said, "I just need you to accompany me shopping tomorrow."
"Forget it..." Mo Ming said with a wry smile, "How about I have Jessica accompany you shopping? You said I don't understand women, so it's better to have a woman go with you."
"No, can she protect me?" Jun Qianqian shook her head firmly.
"I'll send ten bodyguards with you," Mo Ming replied without hesitation.
Jun Qianqian shook her head again and said, "No, no, no. Can ten bodyguards handle you? If they can, then I have no objections."
This statement left Mo Ming speechless. There were brothers from the 'Yihun' group here, along with Seductive and others. Even if they all teamed up, Mo Ming was confident he could remain undefeated.
This wasn't arrogance; after that bizarre breakthrough, his strength had improved significantly.
Seeing Mo Ming at a loss for words, Jun Qianqian felt a sense of pride in making him speechless and laughed, "You have nothing to say now? If they aren't enough to handle you, how can they protect me?"
"I'll arrange for fifty bodyguards; they can definitely take me on," Mo Ming thought to himself. "As long as each one has a gun..."
"You want me to take a whole bunch of people shopping? Am I crazy? No way," Jun Qianqian shook her head. "Why do I need so many people when I already have a versatile bodyguard?"
"Uh." Mo Ming was momentarily at a loss for words.
Jun Qianqian decisively stated, "Alright, it's settled then."
It was as if she had issued a royal decree, leaving no room for Mo Ming to resist. She turned and walked away.
But after taking a few steps, Jun Qianqian turned back to look at the gloomy-faced Mo Ming and said with a smile, "Remember to have Miss Jessica find me a dress and send it over. Well, that's all for now; I'm heading back to my room!"
Watching Jun Qianqian go upstairs, Mo Ming couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Life was already fraught with crises, and now there was an additional Jun Qianqian; it was truly unbearable.
Despite his frustration, Mo Ming still called Jessica and said, "Jessica, find a few outfits for Jun Qianqian and send them over to me immediately."
After giving Jessica the instructions, Mo Ming hung up the phone. Thinking of Jun Qianqian, he sighed heavily again and walked back to his room.
With nothing to do, he figured it would be better to take a nap to conserve energy for tomorrow's grueling work as a mover...
However, he couldn't sleep until dawn. In the middle of the night, Mo Ming woke up suddenly.
Tossing and turning, he found himself unable to fall back asleep. He decided not to linger in bed any longer. Feeling around for his cigarettes and lighter on the bedside table, he got out of bed and walked over to the window to light one.
The night indeed paired well with cigarettes; both were lonely things.
"What's that?"
Just as Mo Ming took a puff and exhaled, feeling relaxed, a shadow flashed in his eyes—sneaky movement that resembled a ghost traversing the darkness.
At such a time, anyone moving so stealthily could not be up to any good. Besides, the security forces in the neighborhood always moved in pairs; it was impossible for anyone to act alone.
As the shadow slipped away into the darkness, Mo Ming had already opened the window and leaped out, perfectly absorbing the impact just before landing.
Without thinking much, Mo Ming dashed toward where the shadow had disappeared.
His speed was astonishing; under the cover of night, his figure seemed to transform into a gust of wind.
Soon, the shadow reappeared in Mo Ming's eyes as he quietly advanced, planning to sneak out of the community past the guard.
His movements were incredibly agile. Mo Ming thought that if he hadn't discovered this person tonight, they could have moved around the community unnoticed.
"Who is this guy? A killer sent by Reed?" Mo Ming wondered. Such an enemy was terrifying; being able to evade so many defenses and sneak in required considerable skill.
Just as the figure was about to slip away, Mo Ming suddenly shot toward him.
Mo Ming had no intention of letting such an enemy go, fearing that he might fall into a trap later on and end up in a precarious situation.
Mo Ming moved quickly but lightly, making almost no sound. However, the other party seemed to sense the killing intent behind him and immediately turned around.
Their eyes met, both revealing a fierce expression and a desire to eliminate the other.
Yet, the night was too dark, and there was still some distance between them, making it impossible to see each other's faces clearly.
The shadow then launched an attack at Mo Ming, closing the distance rapidly.
The two quickly engaged in combat, neither gaining a favorable position over the other.
Mo Ming held back his full strength to test the opponent's abilities, but it was also possible that the other party wasn't using their full power either.
Their fists collided solidly, causing both to take a few steps back.
"This isn't a place you should be. But since you're here, you might as well stay. Don't leave."
The voice of Mo Ming was chilling to the bone, echoing through the night as if it drifted down from the heavens, instilling a sense of fear.
The shadow sneered, "I come and go as I please; there is nowhere I cannot go. If I want to leave, you cannot stop me!"
"Such arrogance," Mo Ming mocked. "But here I am, keeping you here, aren't I? Let me tell you something: no one leaves my sight unscathed. In a few minutes, you'll regret coming here."
"First of all, you’re not keeping me here; I want to eliminate you," the shadow scoffed. "Secondly, I've never regretted anything, so the one who will regret it soon will be you!"
"Then let’s see who is superior in action. After taking you down, I want to go back and have a good sleep." Mo Ming lazily stretched his muscles, a smirk spreading across his face in the darkness.
The shadow moved first, charging at Mo Ming with a cold snort. "You won't need a good sleep because starting tonight, you'll be resting here for eternity."
"Fine, then help me rest here. Living is truly exhausting," Mo Ming replied with a cold laugh. "But I'm afraid you won't be able to help me; many have said those words before, yet my life as a Shura still remains!"
The shadow was now right in front of him, attacking with incredible speed. Compared to before, its strength had significantly increased; just as Mo Ming had expected, this guy had been holding back.
In an instant, Mo Ming was caught off guard and found himself at a disadvantage as the shadow pressed the attack.
"Hmph, foolish creature! Shura? You dare call yourself a Shura?" the shadow sneered. "You insult the true master of that name. Die!"
Thinking he could land a punch on Mo Ming, he was surprised when Mo Ming's speed suddenly surged. A strong killing intent emanated from him.
"What?"
Mo Ming swiftly dodged the shadow's fist and closed in on him, unleashing a powerful punch. The shadow was startled by the sudden burst of strength from Mo Ming and quickly retreated.
"Ha, can you really dodge this?" Mo Ming's smirk deepened as he increased the speed of his punches, delivering a hidden forceful strike that hit the shadow.
With a muffled groan, the shadow staggered back a few steps before finally stopping.
"I never expected you to hold back. I was careless. Don't get too proud; the real game has only just begun!"
The shadow clutched its chest, feeling the intense force that caused sharp pain, and anger began to rise within.
It felt like it had only been a moment of carelessness; otherwise, Mo Ming wouldn't have been able to hit him so easily. Naturally, he wouldn't allow that to happen again.
"Ha, before you make your move, show me your true strength. Otherwise, you won't get another chance," Mo Ming said lightly, shaking his head. "There is only one Asura in this world, and that is me. No matter what kind of Asura you think you know, those who know me will fear me."
"Enough with the nonsense. Let me see what you're really capable of!" The shadow scoffed and immediately charged forward.
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