It was a man's voice with a lazy, light tone that reminded her of a fox.
The cold voice said concisely: "Inspection, virgin."
Hearing this, Xiahou Huan'er's body suddenly stiffened and her teeth itched with hatred.
Damn, you beast, it turned out that he was in the creek, he treated her like that to make sure she was a virgin, no wonder he was so kind and helped her bathe, maybe he wanted to get a better price.
What a pervert, stinky man, beast.
However, the transaction price of exchanging her for a battleship shocked her to the point of losing her glasses. Is she that valuable?
There was a cold breath in the air, and the shadow suddenly looked down.
Xia Houhuan'er opened her eyes suddenly, and a handsome and almost feminine male face came into her eyes. His blue eyes revealed a touch of evil teasing, looking at her lightly and unscrupulously.
"Your eyes are very beautiful, like talking cat eyes, I like them." A flash of excitement flashed in the man's eyes, and he reached out to touch her face.
Xiahou Huan'er forcefully slapped his hand away, and her sharp claws scratched several bloody marks on the back of his hand.
The man retracted his hand, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked the blood on the back of his hand. The excitement in his eyes shone brighter: "Tsk, tsk, it's been a long time since I met a rebellious woman. I want this little wild cat with claws."
"Perverted, pervert." Xiahou Huan'er cursed and found herself lying flat on the table. She couldn't help but feel angry and angry. She quickly jumped off the table and directed her murderous eyes towards Dongfang Xing, who was sitting quietly and indifferently.
"Deal." Dongfang Xing said two words coldly, stood up, and ignored her gaze without any pain.
"I will send someone there in two days." The man's burning eyes never left her body.
Seeing that they were about to pay off the goods, Xiahou Huan'er gritted his teeth and said loudly: "I'm not his thing, you can't exchange me as goods."
"Of course you are not his, because you are already mine, haha..." The man laughed wildly, suddenly reached out to grab her shoulders, and pulled her into his arms with force.
"I don't belong to anyone, you stinky man, let me go." Xia Houhuan'er struggled, raised her toes and kicked his calf.
Cold, hard, his legs are made of metal.
She was not wearing shoes, and the pain in her toes made her gasp. She looked up at him and said firmly: "You are not human."
The man laughed wildly, looked down at her and said, "I am the cyborg Long Qiao."
"Are you a cyborg?" Xiahou Huan'er was stunned and pointed at Dongfang Xing, her heart trembling, "Then what is he?"
"Don't you know? He is the Zombie King Dongfang Xing." Long Qiao looked at her with interest.
"What? He is the zombie king?" Xiahou Huan'er's body temperature seemed to be drained. How could it be possible? Didn't they travel through time at the same time?
When did he become the zombie king?
A vague memory flashed through my mind.
Five hundred years ago, they worked together to kill a robot, and before he died, he left a prophecy.
Dongfang Xing will become the public enemy of all mankind.
Her body trembled violently, and his prediction came true. He really became the public enemy of all mankind, and he became the zombie king.
"Interesting, he brought you here, but you don't know his identity." Long Qiao turned to the expressionless man and asked curiously, "Where did you find this woman?"