Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

0When a person had a lot of physical strength and a lot of mental strength, as long as they could get a good night's sleep and sleep until they woke up naturally, they would feel a hundred times more spirited. Moreover, they had never experienced anything like this before, as if they had broken through a bottleneck and ascended to a height that they could only look up to before.    

    

Standing at the height that he could only look up to and see the things that were parallel to him in the past, he would definitely feel an incomparably relaxed and indifferent feeling … Gao Fei didn't know if he was right or wrong. After all, this was the feeling he had when he woke up.    

    

His self-confidence had grown to an unprecedented level. He felt that even if he were to fight against Moxie Zhengdong, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in the slightest.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

After Gao Fei woke up, he opened his eyes and looked at the sky. After letting out a long breath, he did not get up from the sofa.    

    

There was no need to deliberately think back and think about certain things. He could just let his thoughts run wild and wander around freely.    

    

Gao Fei suddenly realized that he saw the Scorching-Sun Parasite in the depths of his soul. It was a white dragon that had tortured him to death over the past month.    

    

It was an illusion, or it could be said to be formed from light. It was hiding somewhere, coiling and not moving at all.    

    

When the Scorching-Sun Parasite was fighting against Gao Fei, it used more energy than it did to its host, so it would be even more tiring and it still hadn't woken up yet.    

    

Gao Fei, on the other hand, didn't want to wake up with it still sleeping soundly.    

    

In the past month or so, Gao Fei hadn't been able to sense where it was hidden at all. Only when it was willing to come out would it appear, and then it would torture its host to death.    

    

It was always walking with Gao Fei's nose in its hand. This made Gao Fei very unhappy, or it could be said that it was very painful.    

    

Now that Gao Fei found out where it was hiding and saw that it was sleeping soundly in an extremely tired state, he thought of all the things it had tortured him before.    

    

Gao Fei had never been a magnanimous person. He was also a man of principles. Whether it was a man or a dog, a cat, or a cat, as long as they treated him well, he would treat them well. Similarly, those things were not good for him, so there was no need for him to treat them as if they were his ancestors.    

    

Scorching-Sun Parasite was undoubtedly the best at torturing Gao Fei, it would be strange if he had any good feelings towards it.    

    

Therefore, Gao Fei obviously wouldn't let it rest here.    

    

The Scorching-Sun Parasite that had turned into Bai Loong was now exhausted, but Gao Fei was much more spirited. Gao Fei had no reason not to run over and kick it.    

    

Bai Loong woke up and was furious that Gao Fei interrupted his beautiful dream. He immediately jumped up and pounced towards Gao Fei, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws, but he grabbed onto the dragon horn and jumped on top of it. He was like Nezha in the middle of a storm, no matter how Bai Loong turned around, he just rode on top of it and swung his right fist at it ruthlessly.    

    

Bang, bang bang!    

    

Ao, ao, ao!    

    

No one knew how many punches Bai Loong made, but he still didn't shake off Gao Fei. He felt the pain, his movements became weaker and weaker, and finally, he gradually fell down, like a dead dog lying motionless on the ground. He moaned miserably like a shrew who was taken care of by a few men, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Gao Fei.    

    

"In the future, you better behave and listen to me obediently. Do not ever try to enrage me, or else I will destroy you in body and soul, and never be able to recover."    

    

Gao Fei kicked the dragon. His gaze was indifferent and his tone was full of disdain.    

    

Bai Loong let out another low howl and curled up his body as he took a step back. However, he slowly moved over, as if he was a pug that wanted to curry favor with its owner after being punished, he moaned and rubbed his head against his leg.    

    

"Let's go, remember my words."    

    

Gao Fei said.    

    

Bai Loong, who was formed by the halo of light, immediately let out a cry of joy and quickly flew off into the distance. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu …"    

    

Gao Fei smiled and sat up from the sofa.    

    

He knew that the eyes he saw before he fell asleep were fighting with them. The Scorching-Sun Parasite had helped him fight against them, and when he woke up, he was extremely confident, including the fact that he had completely subdued the Scorching-Sun Parasite just now … All of this did not exist in reality, but in the virtual world, only in one's mind.    

    

It was empty, but it was real.    

    

To be driven by the Scorching-Sun Parasite and endlessly search for a woman, to completely subdue the Scorching-Sun Parasite and use it to increase his own strength, this was undoubtedly a qualitative change. After all, being ordered and being ordered were two completely different concepts.    

    

Turning potential dangers into motivation, this could be Gao Fei's biggest gain in his entire life.    

    

Gao Fei smiled lazily and sat up from the sofa. He shook his neck and his head and bones immediately made a cracking sound.    

    

This meant that his body condition had reached its peak state and had never been in a good condition before.    

    

"My final destiny should naturally be controlled by me."    

    

Gao Fei raised his head and said something in a low voice. Then, he picked up the envelope the killer left for him.    

    

Opening it, there were a few pieces of paper inside: Riverbed Tomb's passageway, tomb level map, the current drive of various mechanisms, installation instructions, even already indicated the height of the sea, the latitude and longitude.    

    

From these data, Gao Fei saw the control room of the mechanism and also the underground generator room.    

    

The generator room was located at a hundred and ten places below sea level. It was obvious that it was designed by Broken Army.    

    

However, none of the blueprints mentioned the passage where Gao Fei had left.    

    

Maybe the killer knew about the passage, but for some reason he didn't move.    

    

Gao Fei didn't care too much about this. Right now, he had to figure out the mechanism to leave this room first.    

    

With the help of these blueprints, Gao Fei found the mechanism of the room easily.    

    

The mechanism was installed at the corner of the wall one meter and three centimeters behind him. He only needed to tap the mechanism three times lightly, and with two big and one small taps, the mechanism would appear at a hidden door.    

    

The hidden door slowly opened, and behind it was another dark hole that wasn't too far away, but Gao Fei knew what to do. The right foot that stepped out crossed 30 centimeters, and when the heel landed on the ground, the sole of the foot quickly swung inward, as if the word 'inner' fell down.    

    

As soon as his feet touched the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up — a series of milky white lights lit up, and a path opened up in front of him.    

    

This passage was completely different from the one Gao Fei went through before. There was no moss on the ground, nor was there any alley wall. There was a thick carpet on the ground, scarlet, golden wallpaper, and a white ceiling.    

    

Gao Fei stepped on the thick carpet and quickly walked forward. When he passed a crossroad, he didn't hesitate and turned left straight ahead.    

    

This was another similar alley wall. It was very long, but one could still see the end of it.    

    

At the end of the painting was an oil painting of a knight riding a horse and brandishing a sword as he charged forward.    

    

Of course Gao Fei recognized this painting: Quinone Mora.    

    

Gao Fei didn't find it strange to see Quinone Mora here, because it seemed like he would always see this in a mysterious and unfamiliar place.    

    

He quickly arrived in front of Quinone Mora's oil painting, took out his Killing Spur, turned around, and used the sharp handle to knock on the left front paw of the horse.    

    

Immediately, a slight rolling sound could be heard, and a thick smell of blood gushed out from the crack in the secret door.    

    

Gao Fei frowned and quickly retreated to the side.    

    

The light behind the hidden door lit up. Gao Fei had opened it.    

    

He saw the horrors of an Asura hell: a dozen or so people, all dressed in black, lying there in disorder, some with their eyes wide open, some with their mouths open — no matter what expression they had on their faces, they were all dead.    

    

However, the fear that a human should have before death was not present on their faces. There was only an indescribable blankness and an inexplicable feeling.    

    

These people, they still didn't know how they died.    

    

Some had their heads facing the back, while others had their throats shattered. It was obvious that they had been killed by someone using a heavy technique in an incomparably fast manner.    

    

Of course, these people weren't killed together with the others. It was very likely they were all killed in different places, so they were all gathered in this passageway.    

    

They must be the ones who stayed behind, the cooks, the electricians.    

    

Gao Fei could guess that they were killed by the killer in Tang suit.    

    

Gao Fei was sure that if he saw these people in the ancient tomb, he would probably kill them too.    

    

However, it was just a possibility. Maybe the authorities would deal with them because they lamented about the good fortune of the gods.    

    

In any case, Gao Fei felt that without the merciless heart of a killer, he wouldn't be able to perform such a cruel massacre.    

    

It was a massacre, because none of these people made a move to resist.    

    

The appearance of these dead people made Gao Fei resist the killer as he felt that he was too cruel and merciless.    

    

"Hai."    

    

Gao Fei sighed and walked in. When he was about to walk through the corpse, he found a few dead people holding needle and thread in their hands.    

    

These people were holding needle and thread, which obviously didn't mean that they were sewing clothes before they were killed.    

    

Because the line was red, stained red with flesh and blood, like a prairie doctor stitching up a wound for an animal.    

    

Gao Fei was stunned, he took out a piece of paper from the envelope and looked at it carefully, then used the Killing Spur to knock a few times under a light.    

    

Another hidden door appeared on the wall of the alley.    

    

There was a huge space inside, about two to three hundred square meters. The place was brightly lit, allowing Gao Fei to see everything inside clearly.    

    

He only took a few glances before he felt his stomach churning violently, and he almost vomited.    

    

He finally understood why the assassin who was supposed to kill for Shieh Hongyanode would go on a rampage. It was because of the existence of this place!    

    

This is an operating room?    

    

Or was it a demonstration room?    

    

There were four white windowsills on the operating table and four dead bodies.    

    

They were all women, very young and very beautiful, but now their stomachs had been cut open, their guts dug up, and they filled it up with herbs, bubbles, and the like.    

    

Some of the corpses had already been sewn together, some of them had not — no matter which one was the corpse, it didn't look like a dead person.    

    

The dead didn't look like dead people, because of the expressions on their faces.    

    

It was an expression of shyness, charm, and humility and respect.    

    

How could a dead man have such an expression?    

    

Moreover, Gao Fei was sure that these expressions were not made from external forces, but from the bottom of their hearts.    

    

This was sufficient to show that when their lives left their bodies, they were still immersed in a certain state.    

    

Their skin had already been treated and was shining with a golden color.    

    

There were seven bodies in total, and the other three were hanging on the wall over there, drying in the wind.    

    

Seven women, beautiful women.    

    

Suddenly, Gao Fei thought of the Seven Fairies welcoming guests.    

    

The Seven Fairies welcome guests were the understandings used by the Wolf Killing's three divisions to welcome the most distinguished guests. Shen Yinbing had enjoyed this once.    

    

Furthermore, Gao Fei had once heard from Shieh Hongyan that after completing their mission, the welcoming Seven Fairies would be destroyed to show how honorable their status was!    

    

The welcoming of the Seven Fairies was a one-off affair.