C62 Suicide

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang went back to his room and lay down on his bed, thinking about what had happened after the opium poppy came back.

Sleep assaulted him amidst his confusion. Three hours later, Zhang Yang's phone kept sending messages.

"Xu Xin is dead."

"Tang Fang died."

"Fu Sheng, perish."

F * ck! This woman was so impressive? The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched as he read the message. It seemed that he would have to thank her when she came back.

The next day, the sky was just starting to brighten. The blood lizard then broke into the room and threw a bunch of keys on the ground beside Zhang Yang's bed. "I'll lend it to you to pick up girls."

"…" Zhang Yang's face turned dark. What did he mean by using him to pick up girls?

"Enough, stop being so indifferent." Looking at Zhang Yang's embarrassed look, the blood lizard said seriously, "I'm leaving today. You can live in this villa for now. Just remember not to tear it down for me."

"Don't worry, I will leave you an intact corpse." Zhang Yang fiddled with the key and told the lizard, "Be careful when you go back. Call me if you need anything."

"Don't worry." The Blood Lizard shrugged nonchalantly as a trace of viciousness flashed in its eyes. "Those bunch of grandsons still don't dare to touch me."

"…" Zhang Yang let out a long sigh. With so many strange medicines in the hands of the blood lizard, who would be so bored as to want to die?

After the blood lizard left, Zhang Yang looked at the time. He even went back to sleep for a while. Afterwards, he called Liu Wanyu and told her that he wouldn't be back for the next few days.

Time flew. That night, Zhang Yang received a call from Poppy.

"Zhang Yang, I'll be on the plane tomorrow. Arrive at nine o'clock." Opium poppy said with a smile.

"I've been waiting for you." Zhang Yang teased.

Other than some furniture, there was nothing else in the Blood Lizard's villa. He had spent a huge sum of money to collect all the missing items in the villa.

"It's so sweet to eat honey?" On the other side of the phone, Poppy was giggling in a very good mood.

"You want to try it?" Zhang Yang teased.

"Tsk." Poppy disdainfully said, "We're on the plane, so I won't tell you about it for now."

"Sure, I'll pick you up at the airport at nine." Zhang Yang hung up the phone and jumped up from the bed. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he called Liu Wanyu.

"Sister Yu, it's me."

"I know, are you done?" Liu Wanyu's gentle voice came out from the phone, like a spring breeze, it hit Zhang Yang's heart.

"Not yet, Sister Yu. Can I borrow the car?" Zhang Yang said with a fawning smile.

"Mm, when do you want to use it?" Liu Wanyu agreed straightforwardly.

"Today."

"Then come and drive away later. Be careful."

"Alright." After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang took his key and went to Liu Wanyu's company.

After driving the car out, he strolled along the roadside to check that it was about time, then drove straight to the airport.

At 9 o'clock sharp, the car stopped steadily in front of the airport entrance.

Zhang Yang walked out of the car and leaned against the door leisurely.

About ten minutes later, a woman with purple hair that reached her waist, a oval face, and sunglasses walked out.

The woman wore a lace shirt with a black top that tightly wrapped around her perfect breasts.

Zhang Yang stared at her as if his eyes were nailed to a woman. A black poppy bloomed on her sexy belly. She was wearing shorts of the same color with a pair of slender white legs underneath.

"Have you seen enough?" The woman walked towards Zhang Yang and patted his shoulder.

"Gulp …" Zhang Yang swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. He looked at the woman with a sincere expression and said, "Opium poppy, you're getting spicier by the second."

"I accept your praise, and I have always been very spicy." Poppy took off her sunglasses and looked at Zhang Yang with a faint smile. With a proud smile, she asked, "Can we go now?"

"Of course." Zhang Yang nodded as he took the luggage from Poppy and put it in the trunk. Then, he ran back to open the door for her.

Sitting in the car, Poppy took off her shoes and put her feet up in front of her. Her round, jade-like toes were painted red.

She took out a box of Zhonghua from her handbag, opened it, took out two pieces and handed one to Zhang Yang while she put the other in her mouth.

Her red lips breathed out white smoke, and her eyes were misty.

With such a beautiful scenery, Zhang Yang constantly peeked at the opium poppy in the rearview mirror.

"Does it look good?" Poppy narrowed her eyes and glanced sideways at Zhang Yang.

"Cough, cough …" Zhang Yang embarrassedly coughed twice as he focused his eyes on the road ahead, "What do you want to eat later?"

"Whatever." Poppy opened the window and threw the cigarette butt out. After lowering the seat, he lay down and said, "Call me when you're there. I'll sleep for a while."

Her originally perfect figure was now even more perfect due to her lying flat on the ground. After glancing over it for a second, Zhang Yang cursed inside, "Isn't this the crime of a young master?"

"You want to see me so much? Do you want me to take these off?" Poppy suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Yang wickedly as she lowered her voice and spoke in an extremely bemused manner.

"…" Zhang Yang started to sweat. He knew that the opium poppy was spicy. After a few years, it had become spicier than before. "No need, no need..." Though I want to.

"Concentrate on driving. If you crash, I will remove your third leg." After Poppy indifferently said that, she closed her eyes once again.

"…" Zhang Yang's face darkened as the corners of his mouth twitched non-stop. Right now, his heart was like ten thousand mud horses galloping across it.

After a while, he drove to the hotel he had been to when he was hospitalized. After he parked the car, he lightly shook Poppy's shoulder and said, "We're here."

The poppy's breathing did not change, and it did not even open its eyes. His right hand quickly pulled out a dagger from his military boot and placed it on Zhang Yang's neck.

The moment Zhang Yang's dagger reached his neck, he grabbed Poppy's wrist and sighed. "Poppy, it's me."

"Oh, sorry, I'm used to it." After seeing the person in front of him, Poppy indifferently put away her dagger, opened the door, and got out of the car.

F * ck! Zhang Yang looked at the beautiful figure leaving and felt very satisfied. That's it? Not even a kiss to make up for it?

However, thinking of the intrepidity of the opium poppy, Zhang Yang couldn't help but shrink back. He thought to himself, "It's hard to forget the kindness of a beauty, especially a beauty who can lead a bunch of mercenaries."

After thinking it over for a while, Zhang Yang also felt relieved. He got off the car and walked into the hotel behind Poppy.

"Welcome." The female receptionist was dressed in a fiery red qipao, standing at the entrance with her front and back protruding outwards. The moment he saw the poppy, a trace of inferiority complex flashed across his eyes.

To this, Zhang Yang smirked. His eyes swept the hall as he raised his chin. His eyes were filled with provocation.

"Hello sir, hello miss. Would you like to sit in a private room or in the hall? " A waiter came over with a menu.

"In the box." "In the main hall." Zhang Yang and Poppy answered at the same time. The former looked at the latter with a weird look and then compromised once again. He said to the waiter, "Let's make the hall."

"Sure, this way, please." He followed the waiter to a table near the window, sat down, and ordered some dishes.

Zhang Yang looked at the poppy with a weird expression. He remembered that this girl didn't like being in the hall before.

"Curious?" Opium poppy asked with a faint smile.

Zhang Yang sincerely nodded. "I'm quite curious about it."

Upon hearing this, Poppy let out a long sigh and said, "Habits change eventually."

After living a life without seeing the light of day for so long, sometimes he also wanted to walk into the sunlight to bathe in the sunlight. The poppy lowered its head slightly, covering the hint of loss in its eyes.

"Hello, beautiful woman." Just as the opium poppy was in a daze, a skinny man who was drunk walked over and said frivolously, "Are you interested in playing with me? "It's up to you to name a price."

"F * ck off." Opium poppy raised an eyebrow and said coldly.

"Yoh, I like your fiery personality." The attitude of the poppy didn't make the man cower. Instead, he wrote out a cheque worth two million and placed it in front of the poppy, "Two million, accompany me once."

"Sure." Poppy slightly curled her lip, then pressed her fingertips against the man's chest and stood up.

The man was forced back a few steps. He staggered forward and was about to reach for the poppy.

Opium Blossom kicked him four to five meters away. Then, he sneered as he pulled out a dagger from his military boots, walked over to that man with his cat steps, and stepped on the ground between his legs.

He bent down and used the dagger to point at the man's body. Then, he stopped at the man's' there '. He smiled gently and said, "Do you still want me to accompany you?"

The man's pupils violently contracted, and the smell of urine wafted out. He looked at the poppy in horror and retreated backward on his hands and knees.

The poppy looked at the man in disgust as he dragged out the yellow liquid on the ground.

Then he turned and left.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang suddenly felt that he had made the right choice by not taking the opportunity to eat the poppy tofu.

"The dishes haven't arrived yet?" Poppy returned to her seat and looked at the empty table in displeasure. She raised her voice slightly. "Waiter, when will our dishes be served?"

"…" Zhang Yang's eyebrows twitched. There were only two words in his mind: "Tyrant!"

The food that they ordered was quickly served due to the actions taken by the opium poppy just now. Just as he ate a little, he saw five or six men in black walking in from outside.

They saw the man who was still sitting on the floor. They quickly walked over and asked with concern, "Young Master, are you alright?"

"She …" The man raised a trembling hand and pointed to the poppy.

"Let's go!" The man who seemed to be the captain of the bodyguards waved his hand and surrounded the table where the opium poppy was at. "Miss, please give me an explanation."

"Explain?" The team leader of the bodyguards beside Opium Blossom said, "You're disturbing my meal time."

The leader of the bodyguards and the man in black behind him looked at each other, as if trying to catch the poppy.

Poppy glared at Zhang Yang and stood up with a smile.

"Pah!" Poppy raised his hand and slapped the captain hard in the face before kicking him to the side.

The remaining people didn't even have time to react before they were kicked to the ground by the poppy.

She steadied herself and glanced at her military boots in disgust. He glared at the bodyguard who was lying on the ground and said, "You have stained my shoes."

"…" Zhang Yang stared at the poppy speechlessly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

However, he noticed that the gazes that were originally fixed on the opium poppy had all been withdrawn.

"Let's go. Where are we going next?" Poppy asked Zhang Yang calmly.