Chapter 26: Tyrannical Monster

  A scoundrel of a man, so detestable that one can't help but hate him to the core. He must have been a philandering playboy in his heyday, abandoning some poor woman and ending up in this pitiful state.

  Perhaps it was my gaze that was too straightforward, making the monster think I had designs on his beauty and didn't have good intentions towards him. His body suddenly jumped up from the ground and retreated backwards.

  This time, I was caught off guard and stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

  When you take action, can't you give a heads up first? At this moment, you're not alone, but two people, it's two people! And by the way, even if you were once a big handsome guy, now you're wearing pig skin, wearing pig skin!

  People with beautiful faces often have the habit of self-love, but after putting on a pig's skin, they can still be so self-loving, that is absolutely a rare flower, or a rare flower among rare flowers.

  "Have you tasted the bitter fruit this time?" The monster saw the situation and continued to mock and ridicule, adding insult to injury.

  There's a kind of you must never part with your wife, otherwise, you'll have to move the stones you dropped and smash yourself to death. No, not to death, but to smash you until you're half-paralyzed, so that you can't get out of bed forever.

  "Take back the poison in your hand, otherwise you'll never be able to part with me for the rest of your life!"

  What kind of fate is this, how come I always meet men who are smarter than the last? Won't all the foolish people in this world be used as fertilizer for flowers?

  I quickly withdrew my hand and put on a flattering expression on my face, "Just now I was in the wrong, I hope you won't mind."

  "Think you're so special? You think I'll be impressed just because of you?"

  Facing the obvious contempt of this monster, I just want to say one sentence: The sky is vast, the field is vast, what kind of evil did I do in my previous life?

  Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. After repeating this process several times, my mood finally started to improve gradually.

  What kind of temptation can make this monster tell me the way to separate his body? Money? Power? Or beauty?

  Just as I was thinking, a monster's voice rang in my ear, "You stay with me for a month, and I'll tell you the trick!"

  I'll spit blood at you to death! Accompany you for a month? You're thinking too beautifully, do you think your aunt is one of those girls selling their bodies in the brothel?

  Wait, why does this monster want to ask for my opinion? If it doesn't tell me the method, then I'll be bound with him for this lifetime, although this lifetime may only last less than an hour, but this monster doesn't know that I have double severe poison in my body.

  "You're overthinking this, I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm giving you a notice!"

  This behavior and language are quite similar to the style of the current most popular overbearing emperor, overbearing prince, and overbearing young master. Applied to this monster, it is an overbearing monster.

  However, since you are so clever, why would you still be plotted against by others? This can only explain one thing: the person who plotted against him is a master of sinister tactics, or an extremely cunning master of sinister tactics.

  I don't know how this monster guessed what was on my mind, but I do know that as time passed, the dazzling starlight on me had already intoxicated me to the bone.

  Suddenly it brightened up in front of me, and then suddenly dimmed again. If I continued to fool around with this monster like this, what would be strained wouldn't be my nerves, but my eyes.