Zhou Ziwei still vaguely remembered the deliveryman. He was one of the hundreds of strong men lined up in a square formation on the fifth floor of the fitness center that day. Because the man was standing at the front and had a very distinctive appearance, with thick, black eyebrows that almost met at the center, Zhou Ziwei had a vague impression of him after seeing him once. So when he saw the man again, he immediately remembered him.
Upon seeing Zhou Ziwei, the burly man with thick eyebrows bowed respectfully from a great distance.
He had the utmost respect for Zhou Ziwei. Although several days had passed, the memory of Zhou Ziwei's roar that knocked everyone to the ground when he faced the encirclement of more than a hundred strong men still made him feel lingering fear.
He had been practicing Wing Chun with his father since he was a child, and he had been making a living with his skills ever since he grew up. Over the years, he had never been convinced by anyone, but Zhou Ziwei was definitely one of them. In fact, just seeing Zhou Ziwei's shadow would make him feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart, and he would not have the courage to fight against him at all. Even Wu Di, who broke his arm and subdued him back then, could not compare to him in this respect.
"Ninth... Ninth Brother, hello... Ninth Brother..."
The dozen or so men in blue suits were startled when they saw the burly man with thick eyebrows. They hurriedly stepped forward to greet him respectfully. But when they suddenly saw the burly man bowing to someone they had just chased upstairs, they were all dumbfounded.
"Where did you guys come from? What are you doing here?"
When the burly man with thick eyebrows saw that these people were blocking the elevator and stairwell, he figured it wasn't going to be anything good. Normally, he wouldn't bother with such petty matters, but with Zhou Ziwei here, if he let these people cause trouble, they might cause big problems at any moment.
If the burly man with thick eyebrows hadn't been there, it wouldn't have mattered, but now that he was here, he naturally couldn't ignore the matter.
The man who had been speaking to Zhou Ziwei with a cold expression immediately changed to a fawning one and walked up to the burly man with thick eyebrows. He whispered, "Ninth Brother... we are security guards under Boss Qiao Mulin. Boss Qiao just lost something very important. It was probably stolen by a woman who lives here, so we tracked him down here..."
Before the man could finish speaking, the burly man with thick eyebrows impatiently waved his hand and said sternly, "Get out—all of you get out of here right now and don't come here to cause trouble again, or don't blame me for being impolite."
"Ah...this..."
The man with the cold expression looked troubled upon hearing this, and said, "Ninth Brother, you see... if we go back like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain to Boss Qiao. How about... you give us another ten minutes... ah, no, no, no... five minutes at most. After five minutes, whether we find that woman or not, we'll leave immediately and absolutely won't cause any trouble here... Ninth Brother..."
"Get out...not even for a minute."
The burly man with thick eyebrows said coldly, "You all have five seconds to disappear, or you'll face the consequences."
"Ah...this...okay, brothers...get out of here..."
The man with the cold expression was about to say something more, but when he saw the hint of murderous intent on the face of the burly man with thick eyebrows, he immediately became terrified and dared not utter another word. With a wave of his hand, he ordered everyone to leave the hotel.
But before leaving, he couldn't help but lean close to the burly man's ear and secretly point in the direction of Zhou Ziwei, whispering, "Who is that person? Seeing how respectful you are to him, Ninth Brother, could he be very powerful?"
The burly man with thick eyebrows snorted and said, "Mr. Zhou is in a good mood today, which is why he didn't bother with you. Otherwise... hmph, I reckon Mr. Zhou could kill you bunch of bastards with just a cough."
The man with the cold expression froze. He naturally thought that the thick-browed man's claim that a single cough could kill them was just a metaphor, probably implying that the man had a very powerful background. But in any case, since this man could make the thick-browed man so afraid, he was definitely not someone that small fry like them could afford to offend. It would be best to be careful if they saw him in the future.
So the cold-faced fellow hurriedly bowed and said goodbye to the burly man with thick eyebrows, then turned to Zhou Ziwei and said loudly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, we have offended you a lot today. I'm sure you are a magnanimous man and won't hold it against us small fry. In short, if you have any instructions in the future, please just let me know, and I, Old Ma, will definitely not refuse."
To be fair, this guy is quite shrewd. Since he knows that Zhou Ziwei is not someone he can afford to offend, in order to prevent Zhou Ziwei from holding a grudge and causing trouble for them again, he said these words first, making Zhou Ziwei too embarrassed to settle the score with them today. Otherwise, it would seem that Zhou Ziwei is too petty.
Zhou Ziwei hadn't intended to stoop to their level, so he didn't reply but simply waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.
Only after the group had all left the hotel did Zhou Ziwei glance at the lobby reception desk. Behind the desk, a shapely young woman was curled up in a ball, her whole body soaked in cold sweat…
Volume 1, Rebirth of a Prodigy, Chapter 146: It's Too Torturous!
The burly man with thick eyebrows breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhou Ziwei didn't seem too angry. He was genuinely worried that those guys were courting death and would insist on provoking Zhou Ziwei.
He wasn't afraid those guys would get beaten up, but he was worried that Zhou Ziwei might get angry and stand there and yell... then even he, an innocent bystander, might get caught in the crossfire.
"Hello Mr. Zhou, this is something my boss asked me to bring you. Please check it..."
The burly man with thick eyebrows hurriedly walked up to Zhou Ziwei, bowed deeply once more, and then handed the wooden box over.
Zhou Ziwei did not immediately take the wooden box. Instead, he first used his soul power to carefully scan the inside of the box. Only after confirming that there was nothing else in the box besides the twelve brand-new cross darts did he feel relieved enough to take it.
His name is currently on the black market assassin network's bounty list, and assassins could come knocking on his door at any time. Therefore, Zhou Ziwei has to be extremely careful. Even though he clearly recognizes that the burly man with thick eyebrows is indeed one of Wu Di's men, he doesn't let his guard down in the slightest.
Otherwise, if someone planted a bomb in this box, and it exploded with a "boom" as soon as he picked it up... then Zhou Ziwei would probably have to find another body to be reborn.
"Very good... Thank Mr. Wu for me, you can go now..."
After being harassed by those people, Zhou Ziwei lost all interest in running to the outskirts that night to test the power of the cross-shaped dart. After waving away the burly man with thick eyebrows, he immediately took the exquisite little wooden box and went upstairs.
After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the service desk again. He saw that the two waiters behind the desk, who had already turned pale with fright, were looking at him with an almost worshipful gaze. This made Zhou Ziwei feel uncomfortable all over. He smiled and shook his head, then quickened his pace and walked back to his room on the third floor.
Back in his room, Zhou Ziwei immediately opened the lunchbox. Inside the wooden box was a piece of red silk cloth, on which were arranged twelve cross-shaped throwing knives that gleamed with a cold light.
Zhou Ziwei reached out and picked up a cross-shaped dart, weighing it in his palm. Instantly, a feeling of extreme familiarity welled up within him, as if he had encountered a long-lost old friend, giving Zhou Ziwei a sense of closeness from the bottom of his heart.
This feeling naturally came from the memories within the soul of the assassin Zhou Ziwei had killed. After digesting the assassin's memories, Zhou Ziwei immediately knew that once the cross-shaped dart was in his hands, he would feel as if his limbs were extended. This was a wonderful feeling that the assassin had acquired through years of hard training, a feeling that only a true master could produce.
If this feeling doesn't exist, then no matter how sharp or advanced a weapon is, it will ultimately be just an inanimate object. However, if one develops this feeling of extension into one's own limbs when using a weapon, then that weapon will suddenly gain an indescribable spirituality in one's hands, making it seem as if it were alive, as if it had life.
Of course... these twelve brand-new cross-shaped darts are different from the cross-shaped darts passed down by the assassin, which are not discernible to the naked eye. Although they are almost identical to the cross-shaped darts used by the assassin in terms of weight, size, and dimensions, the slight difference makes the unique spirituality of the weapon slightly less.
However, this was of course not a problem for Zhou Ziwei, who was skilled at creating souls. As long as he created a soul within the cross-shaped dart, even the simplest and weakest soul, the spirituality displayed by the dart would be unmatched by any legendary divine weapon.
Without saying a word, Zhou Ziwei first created an independent soul within each of the twelve cross-shaped darts. Although he didn't need the darts yet, and the created souls would dissipate in a short while, they would leave a unique soul imprint inside each of the darts.
Whenever the need arises, Zhou Ziwei can instantly recreate a new, independent soul within these cross-shaped darts, in any situation.
In any case, the structure of this cross-shaped dart is very simple. Apart from its strange shape, it does not have any special mechanisms inside, so it consumes very little soul power. All the independent soul entities within the twelve cross-shaped darts were created, and the soul power consumed was only equivalent to the energy of two remnant souls.
This is really nothing to Zhou Ziwei, a wealthy man who possesses the energy of over 1,500 remnant souls.
Just as Zhou Ziwei finished doing all that, before he could even pick up a few more cross-shaped darts that now possessed independent souls to test their feel, he heard a soft knock on the door.
Zhou Ziwei didn't turn around. He used his soul power to scan the doorway, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.
The person who came in was Liu Xiaofei. This girl has been getting more and more clingy these past few days. She even came to his room in the middle of the night. Isn't she afraid of what others will say?
Zhou Ziwei hesitated for a moment and found that although Liu Xiaofei did not knock on the door again, she was still standing at the door and did not seem to have any intention of leaving. Helpless, he had to quickly put away the twelve cross darts and then open the door.
"Did I disturb your sleep?"
As soon as the door opened, Liu Xiaofei, while exchanging polite words, entered Zhou Ziwei's room without being invited and closed the door behind her.
"Hmm...it's okay, I'm not asleep yet..."
When Zhou Ziwei saw Liu Xiaofei wearing only a pink nightgown, her hair was wet, indicating that she had just taken a shower, and her face was free of makeup, giving her a pure and innocent look that added to her allure, he immediately felt a little uneasy.
He wasn't some saint; he would have a natural physical reaction to seeing a scantily clad beauty. What's more, he knew this beauty seemed to like him a lot. If he made any inappropriate requests while they were alone together, he probably wouldn't be refused. This caused him to struggle involuntarily.
He hadn't dared to be alone with Liu Xiaofei for the past few days, for fear of this very thing. But now that Liu Xiaofei was already inside, he couldn't very well kick her out!
"Did you need something?"
Left with no other choice, Zhou Ziwei could only stand at the door with Liu Xiaofei, asking her questions expressionlessly without offering her any invitation to come in and sit down.
"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?" Liu Xiaofei gave Zhou Ziwei a resentful look, then pouted and walked into Zhou Ziwei's bedroom. She plopped down on the messy bed and, seeing the smelly socks and underwear Zhou Ziwei had carelessly tossed on the floor beside the bed, wrinkled her nose slightly and said, "You... if your clothes are dirty, just tell me, I'll wash them for you. Why do you just leave them lying around like that... it's not good if other people see this..."
Without hesitation, she bent down and picked up the socks and underwear, then headed towards the bathroom.
"Hey...hey...no need, um...I can wash it myself later, this...I can't possibly..."
Zhou Ziwei never expected Liu Xiaofei to pull this trick. If it were just a pair of socks, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the waistband... It's probably because Zhou Ziwei's body has become noticeably stronger recently, to the point of being a bit energetic, that he dreamed of some scenes that are forbidden for children last night. So... when he woke up this morning, he felt that his waistband was a bit sticky.
After taking a shower, he was too lazy to move, so he didn't wash his clothes right away and just stuffed them under his pillow.
Anyway, he never lets the hotel staff come in to clean his room, so he's not afraid of someone rummaging through it.
Just after dinner, Zhou Ziwei lay in bed for a little while. Afraid that the smell would bother him, he casually pulled it out from under his pillow and threw it on the floor. When Liu Xiaofei came in, he had already forgotten about it. He never expected that Liu Xiaofei would actually want to wash it for him herself.
To be honest, Zhou Ziwei wasn't the kind of person who was very thick-skinned. He already felt embarrassed enough having a girl wash his underwear, but if Liu Xiaofei saw the obvious marks on his underwear, he would be even more ashamed to face anyone.
So when Zhou Ziwei saw things were going badly, he rushed over and tried to snatch back his "privacy".
"What are you doing...?"
Seeing this, Liu Xiaofei immediately hid her socks and underwear behind her back, glared at Zhou Ziwei with great dissatisfaction, and said, "I just wanted to help you wash some clothes, you don't need to get so worked up! I know you're afraid that something might happen between us and you'll be betraying your wife, but... even if you don't want to treat me as your lover, you should at least treat me as your sister, right? Isn't it normal for a sister to wash a couple of clothes for her brother? If you won't even let me do this little thing for you, then... do I not even have the status of a sister in your heart?"
Liu Xiaofei spoke with deep resentment, and as she spoke, her eyes even began to redden. After she finished speaking, she bit her lip tightly and stared intently into Zhou Ziwei's eyes, as if she would burst into tears immediately if Zhou Ziwei uttered a single "no".
Zhou Ziwei was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. If he truly considered Liu Xiaofei his sister, that would be fine, but... what kind of sister washes her brother's underwear? This... is just too wicked!
Zhou Ziwei couldn't bring himself to say it directly, so he made up an excuse: "Um... it's not that I don't want you to wash my clothes, it's just... these two pieces are old ones that I'm planning to throw away. I'm not wearing them anymore, so why are you washing them?"
Zhou Ziwei thought he had found a good excuse, but to his surprise, Liu Xiaofei immediately straightened her face and said in a lecturing tone, "How can you just throw away perfectly good things like that? I know you're rich, but even if you're rich, you don't have to be so wasteful, do you? Look... these socks aren't torn anywhere, and these underwear are perfectly fine inside and out... why are you throwing them away..."
To prove her point, Liu Xiaofei brought the socks and underwear in front of her and started rummaging through them. She then inadvertently noticed a suspicious white stain inside the underwear.
She was slightly taken aback, and her fair face immediately turned completely red, like a ripe tomato.
Although Liu Xiaofei has never had a boyfriend, as a member of a modern city, she is exposed to knowledge about sex everywhere. When she was a high school student, she was even tempted by her female classmates to watch the legendary "pornographic film". So how could she not understand what was going on when she saw the marks on her underwear?
When Zhou Ziwei saw that Liu Xiaofei had seen something she shouldn't have, he calmed down. People are often like this: when a secret is not discovered, they may feel that they can't live if the secret is found out, so they will try their best to cover it up. But once it is exposed, they feel that it is nothing special.
Zhou Ziwei was like this. When he saw that Liu Xiaofei was even more embarrassed and shy than he was after discovering that thing, he immediately felt much less burdened. He spread his hands and said, "Okay! Okay! If you don't mind that I'm dirty, you can wash me if you want! I... whatever."
After saying that, Zhou Ziwei turned around and sat on the bed, picked up the laptop he had just bought in Tengchong a couple of days ago, and started playing computer games, not even glancing at Liu Xiaofei.
Liu Xiaofei looked at the underpants with the map drawn on them in her hand with great hesitation, then at Zhou Ziwei on the bed who was putting on a serious face, gritted her teeth, turned around and went into the bathroom...
Once the bathroom door closed, Zhou Ziwei, who had been pretending to be calm, suddenly looked up, rubbed his nose with a wry smile, and couldn't help but release a wisp of his soul power to sweep into the bathroom. He immediately saw Liu Xiaofei filling the basin with water while tightly gripping his black underwear, her face flushed and showing a hesitant expression.
Zhou Ziwei chuckled inwardly, thinking: How about that? Troublesome now? I thought you were really that tough, but when it comes down to it, you're still a bit indecisive and can't make up your mind!
But what happened next completely shocked Zhou Ziwei.
The basin was already full of water, but the tap was still gushing water out. Liu Xiaofei seemed oblivious, just standing there staring blankly at the pair of pants in her hand. After hesitating for a while, her expression slowly hardened, and then she raised the black pair of pants high in her hand.
Just as Zhou Ziwei thought she was going to throw the thing into the trash can, he was surprised to see Liu Xiaofei holding the pair of underwear up to her nose and taking a light sniff.
Because they were so close, Zhou Ziwei could even see that the tip of Liu Xiaofei's nose was touching the top of her pants...
No way! She...she...
Zhou Ziwei was stunned; this was completely unexpected.
But what followed was even more shocking. After smelling it, Liu Xiaofei frowned slightly and muttered something to herself, perhaps saying that the smell was unpleasant.
But then she actually stuck out a small, bright red tongue and gently licked the spot where Zhou Ziwei had left the white mark...
"Thump—" Zhou Ziwei was stunned for a moment, and even the laptop he was holding fell to the ground, but he didn't even realize it.
In fact, Zhou Ziwei was quite familiar with this scene. He remembered that when he first went to Xiaoya's dormitory in his previous life, he took advantage of Xiaoya going to the bathroom and took down a black pair of women's underwear that was drying on the dormitory balcony and smelled it for a long time.
Although Zhou Ziwei didn't have any fetishes, as a shameful virgin, it was impossible for him to be completely without curiosity when he had the opportunity to touch a girl's intimate underwear for the first time.
Because Zhou Ziwei couldn't be sure whether the black panties belonged to Xiaoya or one of her other roommates, he only sniffed them lightly and didn't do anything more perverted.
Moreover, the panties were washed very clean, and you could only smell the fresh scent of laundry soap. There was no possibility of any suspicious traces on them.
Zhou Ziwei had always thought that only men were so lustful, but he never expected that Liu Xiaofei, who looked so pure and innocent, would be like this too... and it seemed that she went even further than he had back then...
This is... a bit too exciting...
The sound of the laptop falling to the ground was so loud that Liu Xiaofei, who was locked in the bathroom, heard it. At the time, she was savoring the man's taste with her tongue. Upon hearing the sound, she turned pale with fright, hurriedly stuffed the black underwear in her hand into the laundry tub, and then glanced back like a thief. Seeing that the bathroom door was tightly closed, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Then he shouted, "Brother Wei... what's wrong? What was that sound just now?"