Chapter 1272: Chapter 1261: The Mysterious Black Robed Figure
Just as Zhou Qiang’s fist was about to hit the black-robed mysterious figure, the black-robed figure raised his hand unhurriedly.
The skin on the black-robed figure’s hand was extremely dry, marked with wrinkles and some age spots.
His hand was almost devoid of flesh, the skin appeared to wrap directly around the bones, thin and slender like small branches; if something heavy were placed on his hand, it seemed it might fracture immediately.
But when Zhou Qiang’s fist heavily hit that dry and slender hand, Zhou Qiang immediately felt as if his fist had struck an incredibly hard piece of iron, with a massive rebound force causing immense pain in his hand.
“Damn!” Zhou Qiang instinctively tried to retract his fist, but found he couldn’t pull it back!
As he exerted effort to retrieve his fist, he felt a force emanating from the small hand, holding his fist in place, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t budge it!
“What is this?!” Zhou Qiang exclaimed in shock, not expecting such a strong force from the seemingly withered hand!
“Young man, didn’t anyone teach you to respect your elders?” The black-robed figure’s voice was somewhat cold, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop significantly.
“Who exactly are you?!” Zhou Qiang was somewhat frightened, yet still tried to muster the courage to ask.
“Who I am has nothing to do with you,” the black-robed figure replied indifferently, “Tell me, where did the young miss go?”
“Who is your young miss? I don’t even know!” Zhou Qiang felt completely baffled as he had no idea who the young miss was.
“Hmph, even when facing death, you remain stubbornly ignorant!” The black-robed figure appeared somewhat angered, his voice growing colder: “I’ll tell you, if anything happens to the young miss, I’ll ensure the entire Zhou Family pays the price!”
With that, the black-robed figure waved his hand briefly across Zhou Qiang’s neck, causing Zhou Qiang to collapse to the ground, unconscious.
“Hmph! I must find the young miss quickly!” The black-robed figure tossed Zhou Qiang aside casually, no longer paying him any mind.
He did not kill Zhou Qiang outright; to him, killing Zhou Qiang was no more difficult than stomping an ant, but his current priority was finding the young miss.
After incapacitating Zhou Qiang, the black-robed figure’s silhouette moved, disappearing from the scene…
Zhou Wei, holding Xu Xiaoqing, entered the room Zhou Qiang had prepared for him in advance; the room was merely a rest lounge meant for staff playing ghosts in the Ghost Domain to relax.
Zhou Qiang had casually spent a bit of money to rent this lounge, arranging the tables and chairs together to form a makeshift bed.
Although Zhou Wei was somewhat picky, given the situation, there was no time to find a better room.
Zhou Wei’s mind was set on claiming Xu Xiaoqing as his own, other concerns no longer held much importance for him.
In haste, Zhou Wei rushed into the already prepared lounge, carefully laying Xu Xiaoqing on the makeshift bed.
Gazing at the sleeping beauty on the simple bed, Zhou Wei felt a fiery passion burning within his body.
Zhou Wei leaned his head close to Xu Xiaoqing’s face, intending to kiss her, but stopped just before touching her face.
“Taking her first while she’s asleep feels so pointless!” Zhou Wei lamented as he looked at the sleeping Xu Xiaoqing in dissatisfaction.
“It’s like playing with a corpse; even if I get Xu Xiaoqing this way, it’s meaningless!” Zhou Wei remarked with a frown.
“Besides, she can’t run away now, so I might as well wake her up! Then I can enjoy her properly!” Zhou Wei’s face lit with excitement; he much preferred seeing Xu Xiaoqing’s face filled with tension.
“Let’s do it then!” Zhou Wei decided firmly in his heart, finding a rope nearby to bind Xu Xiaoqing’s hands and feet, then took a small bottle from his pocket.
He placed the bottle near Xu Xiaoqing’s mouth, gently lifting her head to administer the substance.
Shortly after, Xu Xiaoqing began to react, her eyelashes fluttered, releasing soft, slightly lazy breaths.
Hearing Xu Xiaoqing’s breathing, Zhou Wei felt his internal desire raging stronger, yet still restrained his excitement, waiting for Xu Xiaoqing to awaken.
Finally, Xu Xiaoqing slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a white ceiling, with some double vision due to the lingering effects of the substance.
“Where is this?” Xu Xiaoqing felt her mind was still foggy, and the double vision made her uncomfortable.
Just as she tried to rub her eyes, she discovered her hands were tied!
“Ah?! Who tied my hands!” The overwhelming sense of crisis sobered Xu Xiaoqing immediately, her eyes filled with terror.
“Ning Fan! Ning Fan!” Xu Xiaoqing cried out loudly for Ning Fan, but received no response, leaving her feeling desperate.
“Stop calling; he won’t come.” Just as Xu Xiaoqing was calling for Ning Fan, Zhou Wei’s voice interjected lightly from the side.
Zhou Wei was infuriated that Xu Xiaoqing called Ning Fan’s name at a time like this, resolving to torment Xu Xiaoqing thoroughly to vent his anger.
“Zhou Wei?!” Upon recognizing Zhou Wei’s voice, Xu Xiaoqing turned her head to see him standing next to her!
“Why are you here? Did you bring me here?!” Xu Xiaoqing glared at Zhou Wei, loudly questioning him.
“Haha, Miss Xu is indeed clever,” Zhou Wei responded with a mocking smile, “Yes, I brought you here, and I tied your hands and feet. What? Are you still thinking of resisting me?”
“I can’t believe you would do something like this!” Xu Xiaoqing looked around in disbelief as she spoke.