Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

Chapter 148 Night Moon

The man in black didn't answer. Ren Baozhi reached out to remove her mask, but the man in black grabbed her wrist and said, "It's not good to take advantage of someone in distress."

Ren Baozhi pulled her hand back: "Boring."

She was about to sidestep past the man in black when her wrist was grabbed. The man in black's voice rang weakly in her ear: "Do you think I am?"

Ren Baozhi glanced sideways at the man in black. She clearly couldn't see what was under the mask, but she could see the lower half of Si Jiangchou's face through the man in black's eyes.

Her originally rosy lips should now be tightly pursed, bloodless, or perhaps blood is uncontrollably flowing out from the corners of her mouth.

Thinking of this, Ren Baozhi stretched out his hand and reached under the mask of the man in black again, but this time his movements were extremely slow.

Her tone was as slow as her movements: "I hope you are."

The man in black still held Ren Baozhi's wrist, but she didn't try to stop him. "Why?"

"If Si Jiangchou could stand before me like you, her birthday wouldn't be too bad, would it?"

The fingertips moved closer and closer to the mask, reaching under it.

The man in black was tense all over, and he moved his right hand slightly, wanting to swing Ren Baozhi's arm down, but he forced himself to hold back.

If it was her, if it was her.

The fingertips touched the black-clad man's lips, feeling a wet warmth.

The man in black opened and closed his lips: "Help me."

As her lips opened and closed, Ren Baozhi could feel the warm breath and the sticky liquid between her fingers.

She looked at the person in front of her, neither agreeing nor refusing.

The man in black continued to press the issue: "Don't you want to learn how to remove the traces of the crime? I'll teach you."

The corners of Ren Baozhi's lips slowly rose: "Deal."

The man in black slowly moved his hand up along Ren Baozhi's wrist and put her fingertips into his mouth.

There was a stinging pain, and the blood of the two people mixed at this moment.

The next day, a horrific murder report appeared in the newspaper. Once published, the news quickly fermented and spread throughout the streets and alleys in an instant.

"Have you heard about that idiot and his two sons?" A male farmer carrying vegetables said to the man pushing a cart beside him.

The man pushing the cart was horrified. "Oh, this is so brutal! Three heads disappeared without a trace. Liu Ersha's right hand was even cut into pieces. Only a piece of bone remained of his right arm."

"Hiss, this is much worse than Lingchi," the male farmer shrank his neck and moved closer to the man pushing the cart, "Let me tell you, that idiot's genitals are gone too."

The man pushing the cart was horrified. The cart nearly flipped over, and he hurriedly tried to steady it. "Really?! How could this criminal be so brutal?"

"It's absolutely true!" the farmer swore, raising his hand. "His wife slept in the same bed with him last night. They say she was so frightened this morning when she saw this scene that she went crazy."

"If you ask me," the man pushing the cart looked around, "it must be that this idiot kept running to Pingkangfang all the time, and his wife couldn't stand it anymore, so she killed him."

"That's impossible. Visiting a brothel is such a normal thing."

"Think about it, if it weren't for those things in his crotch, how could Ersha's genitals have been cut off?"

"Stop talking, stop talking, it's too scary."

Ren Baozhi leaned against the door of the female newspaper and listened to the entire conversation between the two. She lowered her head so that no expression could be seen.

The Liu Ersha mentioned by the two men was the person who attempted to molest Si Jiangchou yesterday.

Last night, she witnessed with her own eyes how the man in black cut off the heads of three people with a scimitar.

The man in black moved cleanly and silently, and the woman sleeping in the bed didn't notice anything unusual.

She watched the man in black sitting beside the bed, smiling as he took the man's right hand and cut him again and again, piece by piece.

Blood flowed from the knife, the hands, and the bed...

The man in black was not moved at all, as if he was carving a piece of art, serious and focused, proud and satisfied.

The scene was too bloody, and Ren Baozhi couldn't accept it. She turned her back and stopped looking.

She looked out the window. The moon was high in the sky, blood red.

It was not until she, under the guidance of the man in black, erased all traces bit by bit that the moon returned to its original silver color.

With her eyelashes drooping, Ren Baozhi stared at the scabbed tip of her middle finger, where there seemed to still be a lingering sense of moist pain.

She unconsciously stroked it lightly, and this time, there was only wetness, no pain.

The reaction of the man in black last night was indeed unusual. In the past, she was more restrained when sucking blood.

However, after getting his hands on her blood yesterday, he became like a ferocious beast that had tasted marrow and was addicted to it, with no sense of propriety at all.

She was pressed against the window frame and couldn't move at all.

His left hand was strangled by the man in black, and his right hand was pressed against his lips.

The tip of his tongue licked his skin, and blood was being sucked out continuously.

No, not sucking, swallowing.

The man in black swallowed so quickly that his teeth accidentally knocked against his middle finger.

It didn't hurt, but it made Ren Baozhi tremble uncontrollably.

She was forced to tilt her neck back, and all she saw was the moonlight as clear as water.

Ren Baozhi closed her eyes, trying not to think about what happened yesterday.

The shop across the street has been hammering away for a month and is currently installing glazed windows.

Through the glazed window, Ren Baozhi could see that the layout of the store was exactly the same as that of the Women's Newspaper, including the direction of the counter and the small reading room.

The only difference is that the store is empty except for the waste materials used for renovation and no utensils are displayed.

Ren Baozhi sneered sarcastically and returned to the store with an expressionless face.

There was already someone sitting in her office. Jiang Chun was flipping through a third-grade Chinese textbook. She was a gifted student, and now with a foundation in pinyin, she was learning Chinese like a duck in water.

Even though the subject of Chinese becomes more and more profound as time goes by, Jiangchun learns faster and faster after mastering the basic knowledge.

Every time Ren Baozhi saw Jiangchun, he would shamelessly boast, "You are worthy of being my student!"

Jiangchun's ears were so callused from listening to this that she had learned to automatically block out Ren Baozhi's words.

Therefore, she continued to concentrate on taking notes and ignored Ren Baozhi.

Ren Baozhi was used to it. She sat in her office chair, picked up an eighth-grade physics book, and began to review the knowledge points in it.

On the day Khan left, the emperor hosted a banquet in Hanyuan Hall.

Halfway through the banquet, Ruan Ruan Khan suddenly asked, "Why haven't I seen Princess Dawu for all this time?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present had a slightly changed expression, some were shocked, some were angry, some were happy, some were sad, and some were calm.

Everyone knows that when the previous Khan requested a marriage alliance, the person he was looking for was Li Qixi.