C58 Who Is the Host?
C58 Who Is the Host?
The breakfast set on the table was delicious. In order to make Yue Zitong happy, he had brought out all of his filial piety.
The sound of footsteps came from the second floor's corridor. Lee Nanfang raised his head and saw Yue Zitong wearing a black windbreaker and a pair of sunglasses. She looked extremely handsome, as if she was walking on a red carpet, as she slowly walked down the stairs.
"Aunt, you're up?"
Lee Nanfang immediately stood up and said with a smile, "I've prepared breakfast. It's stir-fried …"
Yue Zitong walked past him as if she didn't see him. She didn't even glance at him, only leaving behind an intoxicating fragrance.
The smile on Lee Nanfang's face froze. The sound of the car engine had disappeared for a long time. Then, he sighed lightly: "Hai, there must be something wrong with her sense of smell. That's why she ignored the alluring smell of the rice."
Obviously, Aunt Yue didn't have any problems with her sense of smell, but rather, she didn't want to bother with him and didn't want to eat the food that he cooked.
If it was before, Lee Nanfang would definitely sneer and leave.
Other than his wife, no one dared to not give Mr. Lee face. Even the old man did not dare to do so.
But now he couldn't. Since he had already promised his wife, he had to try his best to please Aunt Yue. No matter how much he felt wronged, letting her trample over his dignity with her high heels, he had to stick to her like a slut.
"I've told you that you should always pour water on the wall, and that the strong lady is afraid of getting entangled with you. I don't believe that 100% sincerity. I won't be able to touch your ice-cold heart."
After eating until he was full, Lee Nanfang, who had set up a plan to pick up girls for himself, was in an even better mood. Lee Nanfang hummed as he thought about his sister's tear-stained face as he logged on to the OF Killer Platform.
Just like what Lee Nanfang didn't want to see, Yue Zitong's Billboard was still on page seven. However, the bounty was already up from $200,000 to $300,000.
This proved that the OF platform had failed the first wave of its plan to assassinate Yue Zitong. After communicating with the employer, the reward of the red flower was raised by a level.
"I wonder how Ye Xiaodao is doing."
Lee Nanfang wanted to make a phone call and ask, but he thought about it and let it go. As long as he entrusted the task to Ye Xiaodao, even if that bug went to eat shit, it would try its best to finish it.
He really didn't need to take the initiative to get angry again. He wasn't a real slut, but there was one thing he had to treat seriously, and that was that his resistance to the demon in his body was getting weaker and weaker.
In the past, he didn't need to expend too much energy to calm the violent energy rolling in his body. But as he grew older, his physique became better and better, his martial arts became stronger and stronger, and the might of the devil became stronger and stronger. Every time he defeated a demon, he had to put in a considerable amount of effort.
He was growing, and so were the demons.
Lee Nanfang had always suspected that the reason why he was able to grow so smoothly was because he had a demon inside his body.
He was like an alien host. Only when he was alive could the demons continue to grow.
Without this demon, he would have died ten years ago, like all the other premature patients.
The reason why the demons gave him life to continue living and allowed him to grow into a normal person was because it needed a strong host to provide him with the most suitable environment to live in. However, when the demons fully matured, he could be devoured and become a puppet.
Lee Nanfang, who had received supercilious looks since he was young, had a great desire to live like a normal person. He was unwilling to become a demon's puppet, so every time it tried to influence him, it would fight back with all its might.
It was like two lifeforms fighting for this body. They both hoped to absorb the other for their own uses-- luckily, Lee Nanfang had always been the victor.
However, how much longer could he maintain his position as the victor?
No one knew that ever since Lee Nanfang first met a woman three years ago, the years of rapid improvement in his physical fitness had also come to a halt. It was as if he was giving his life away at the same time as giving his trillions of descendants to that woman.
It was as if he was stuck at a bottleneck. He clearly only needed to crawl out and he would be like the ocean and the sky. However, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to achieve a new breakthrough.
However, in the old man's eyes, Lee Nanfang had always been strong.
What the old man didn't know was that the strong one wasn't Lee Nanfang himself, but the demon hiding in his body. The reason why he could do all the impossible things was all under the control of the devil.
Every time he completed a mission, Lee Nanfang would fight with the demon for a long time. He would only be able to find himself after he was exhausted.
Just like yesterday afternoon, he originally wanted to use some rogue tactics to scare Bai Linger, but in the end, it developed into being controlled by the demons and almost raped her.
Thinking back now, Lee Nanfang was a little scared. If it wasn't because Bai Linger's mother in despair that reminded him of his mistress, the spiritual altar would have recovered its clarity and decisively smashed its head against the wall, causing it to fall into a coma for a split-second. Bai Linger wouldn't have been able to escape the Demon Claw.
Lee Nanfang was sure that once he was stronger than Bai Linger, he would be able to break through that bottleneck. His physical body and martial arts value would both have a qualitative leap, but at the same time, his ability to resist demons would also weaken.
At this rate, before long, he would be under the complete control of the demons, causing him to lose his self-control and become a real puppet. At that time, even if his wife stood in front of him and tried to persuade him with tears in her eyes, the result would most likely be — he would kill her with a single punch, then destroy her in body and soul.
In a modern society where lethal weapons were highly developed, no matter how powerful a demon was, it was impossible for it to escape death. That was for sure.
The demon didn't know that it always wanted to control Lee Nanfang's body according to its preferences.
Lee Nanfang would never agree to this. It's not like he didn't have a way to restrain the demons, which was to try his best to not let himself be impulsive and have evil and bloodthirsty thoughts.
As long as he maintained a positive attitude, occasionally flirting with his aunt – the devil – would not be activated. In this life, he would have to obediently lie at the bottom of his heart and sleep until his body died.
If this continued, Lee Nanfang's greatest wish would be to wait for his death to come.
Compared to surviving, the dignity of a man and the responsibility to uphold justice were all bullshit, not even worth mentioning.
The question was, would reality satisfy Lee Nanfang's little wish?
It couldn't be, Yue Zitong's bounty on the OF platform was increasing by leaps and bounds. It was a powerful proof that the employers who tried to buy the killers, those Professional Killer s who came here to assassinate for the sake of buying dollars, didn't know that they were doing something so stupid.
They were doing their best to activate a demon that could bring a bloody storm to the mortal world.
Since he couldn't leave Yue Zitong, he was destined to be challenged by idiots.
"One day, you will regret it. I hope that day will never come."
Staring at Yue Zitong on the screen, Lee Nanfang was stunned for a long time. Finally, he mumbled something and closed the website.
No matter what happens in the future, the most important thing for Lee Nanfang to do now is to curry favor with her.
It was challenging to please a proud and self-righteous girl. It required a man to give up his dignity and be a slut.
"I, am a slut."
Lee Nanfang walked into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. The corner of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing eight teeth.
This was the standard professional smile. He decided to give it to everyone who saw him for free, letting them feel how wonderful the world was.
However, it was very strange. Why would Min Rou, who was the most qualified to accept his smile, ignore him like Yue Zitong did?
Lee Nanfang stubbornly thought that Xiao Rou's sister ignored his existence. It was not because of his attitude towards her when she went to look for him in the car station yesterday afternoon, but it was because she had an important job to do.
Alright, those people who just want to eat and wait for their deaths, will never be able to reach the level of these workaholics. It's better to go and gamble with Sun Da'ming and the others, those people are on the same level as Lee Nanfang.
Sure enough, after seeing Lee Nanfang who had arrived late, without even a word of courtesy, the goatherds in the small car class warmly invited him to participate in the bet, swearing to let him lose his pants too.
Lee Nanfang would never do something stupid like drying up a fish, so he would definitely give them a taste of his sweetness.
Lee Nanfang, who was sweating profusely from losing the fight all the way to 5 PM, finally caught a good hand and turned the tides. And just like that, he still lost more than a thousand points.
Tomorrow was the weekend, so Lee Nanfang was a little disappointed that he couldn't spend at least two days with the loveliest people. However, since Monday was the day he would be paid, and after two days of rest and rest, the feeling of sharpening his blade towards the pigs and lambs would definitely be great.
What's more, Lee Nanfang needed a weekend to focus on making up for the rift between him and his aunt.
Yue Zitong was disappointed by Lee Nanfang. She wasn't home for two days on the weekend, so she left early and came back very late. No matter what she said to her, she ignored him, making it seem like they weren't family.
Sigh, stubborn woman, it really makes one's head hurt. If you want to kill someone, you have to cut them up. You can just give them a few words, but you always have the face of a refrigerator ignoring a living person.
Luckily, when Lee Nanfang secretly followed her, he did not notice any traces that appeared in the Professional Killer.
It seemed that the reality of Frank and the others dying under Black Ghost's hands had created a strong deterrence towards other assassins. No one was so stupid as to come here and throw away their life just for a mere three hundred thousand dollars.
This made Lee Nanfang a little proud, but he did not let down his guard.
The reason why there were no assassins was because Yue Zitong's reward, Hua Hong, was not high enough to be able to 'die for the money'. If that employer were to kill her ruthlessly, Hua Hong would continue to grow.
Sometimes, Lee Nanfang felt that he was the most suitable person to be a prophet.
Before he woke up on Monday morning, the phone beside his pillow started buzzing. It was Ye Xiaodao who called and told him to get up and log into the OF Murderer Platform immediately. He said he would see a surprise.
Lee Nanfang was pleasantly surprised: Yue Zitong's Billboard actually appeared on the third page of the website. The bounty price also went from $300,000 to $3 million.