Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Zhang Shu stroked Su Chen's cheek and gently laughed, "Silly, I really am tired, and I won't refuse you..."

After speaking, she sighed lightly, "Actually, I am indeed a bit tired. Once people get older, many things become harder to manage..."

Su Chen quickly said, "Not at all. Sister Zhang, you're in the prime of youth, just like a twenty-year-old girl."

"Although I know you're just flattering me, I'm still very happy," Zhang Shu said with a light laugh.

"I'm not flattering you, I'm telling the truth."

Zhang Shu didn't linger on this topic and instead turned her head to look at Su Chen and asked, "Xiao Chen, you've had many women, right?"

"Where... Where would you get that idea..." Su Chen naturally could not admit.

"What about the wife of Thousand Hand Buddha..."

Su Chen's face twitched, sure enough, Zhang Shu hadn't forgotten about this, "Sister Zhang, what if I said it was all made up, would you believe me?"

Of course, Zhang Shu wouldn't believe that.

If it were made up, could Thousand Hand Buddha have been killed by her hidden weapon?

However, Zhang Shu actually didn't care.

"Xiao Chen, your sister has a request," Zhang Shu suddenly said with a serious face.

"Sister Zhang, just tell me."

Zhang Shu was silent for a moment before finally speaking, "Can this... be the last time we're together?"

Upon hearing this, Su Chen was stunned.

What did Zhang Shu mean by this?

"Sister Zhang, did I do something to make you angry?" Su Chen asked tentatively.

"No, no, no, I was very satisfied with your performance just now, it's because you satisfied me too much, and I'm afraid..."

Zhang Shu paused before continuing, "I'm afraid I'll get addicted, that I won't be able to leave you... that I'll cling to you..."

"I don't want to become like that, so, Xiao Chen, promise me that even if I come to you in the future, you'll reject me, okay?" Zhang Shu said through gritted teeth.

Indeed, women are often crazier when it comes to love than men.

Especially for a man they truly like.

They want to be with him all the time.

They might even feel jealous because Su Chen is with other women.

And Zhang Shu knew that Su Chen could not always be with her, and she couldn't really become Su Chen's wife.

Hearing Zhang Shu's words, Su Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Sister Zhang, if you want to cling to me, then cling to me. I would love for you to cling to me."

"Xiao Chen, you can't spoil me like this, I'll be ruined by you," Zhang Shu laid her head on Su Chen's arm, speaking in a faint voice. Мy Virtuаl Librаry Еmpirе (М-VLЕМРYR)

"I'm going to spoil you rotten, then no other man will dare to have you."

Zhang Shu chuckled, "You little fellow, you want to possess me all by yourself, huh?"

"Is that not okay?"

"Of course it's okay. From now on, I'll belong only to you," Zhang Shu said with eyes full of deep affection.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful Zhang Shu, Su Chen felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

Being able to have such a dear confidante was truly a great fortune in life.

"By the way, Sister Zhang, when is the public auction for that plot of land?" Although Zhang Shu did not ask for his help, now that Zhang Shu had become his woman, Su Chen naturally wanted to help her resolve some troubles.

"It's in the next few days," Zhang Shu said.

Su Chen nodded. Once the situation with the land settled, then Zhang Shu's crisis could be resolved.

The aggression against Zhang Shu was all for that plot of land.

Once the ownership of the land was determined, there would naturally be no need to make a move against Zhang Shu again.

After all, hiring an assassin like Thousand Hand Buddha came at no small cost.

He just needed to protect Zhang Shu for a few more days.

...

"Trash, all of you are trash! Top 100 assassins in the world, and you can't even take care of a woman!" Inside a villa, a balding middle-aged fat man was furious over the phone.

"Mr. Zhang, indeed, this was our oversight. However, it's not entirely our fault, as the intelligence you provided was inaccurate, and we've suffered heavy losses because of it."

After all, Thousand Hand Buddha was ranked in the top twenty in Bloody Leria and within the top one hundred in the world. His death was indeed a tremendous loss for Bloody Leria.

"The day after tomorrow is the final closing date for the land. If you can't handle it, I won't pay a single cent of the reward," the middle-aged man shouted.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, we will succeed this time."

After hanging up, a Western-looking man with thick glasses turned around and spoke to a figure lying on a water bed and revealing amazing curves, "Boss, these are the pictures sent back from Thousand Hand Buddha's retinal camera, do you want to have a look?"

The man simply bowed his head, not daring to glance at the figure.

"Bring it over to me," a lazy voice said.

The man handed over the tablet, not lifting his head the entire time.

The tablet was caught by a slender, snow-white hand.

"Boss, according to the pictures sent by the retinal camera, with the target's abilities, at least two top-ten assassins or one top-five assassin from our organization are required for a successful hit," the man continued, still with his head lowered.

"Hehe…" A sound like the singing of the gods rang out, "Two top tens, one top five to kill him? You are underestimating him."

As the man was filled with confusion, the pleasant voice continued, "Tell that fat man to increase the reward by ten times..."

"But, I'm afraid the other party won't agree..." the man said hesitantly.

The original reward was ten million, increasing by ten times would be a hundred million.

A streak of red light, accompanied by a waft of fragrance, swept over, and the woman on the bed had already stepped down.

Clad in red silk satin, her perfect figure was accentuated, tiny feet gently swaying as she walked toward the bathroom.

"I'll take care of it myself."