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However, under the gaze of the young man’s clear eyes, the peaceful feeling disappeared without a trace and the beat of his heart was out of control. Even so, he didn’t want the young man’s eyes to look away from him as if he had waited for a long time for the young man’s attention right at this moment.

"That should be a muscle relaxant." He carefully observed the colour of the liquid in the syringe and opened his mouth to say so, trying to keep the young man’s gaze on him.

Sure enough, the teenager looked down at the syringe in his hand, illuminated by the moonlight, before tilting his head up to look at him. His clear voice curiously asked, "Muscle relaxant?"

"An analgesic used to treat acute and chronic tissue contusions to soften them up. If used in large amounts, it will isolate the cerebral cortex and central nerves and stop one from controlling their body, making people weak despite being awake." His expression was tenser and his heart beated more rapidly.

"Oh? That’s really a good thing!" Gong Lixin whispered. He knew that medicine in this world also had many magical capabilities, such as opening the human head, connecting a broken limb, and replacing a beating heart with a machine. Unfortunately, these technologies had all been wiped out after the apocalypse.

Dou Heng slightly pursed his lips and didn’t answer.

Gong Lixin smiled and handed the syringe to him as he said, "You can tell the name and efficacy of this drug at a glance. You can see that it can also be used for poisoning. This is for you. It’s wasted on me."

"Thank you." Dou Heng thanked him dryly and took the syringe stiffly. Touching the youth’s warm fingertips, his already rapidly beating heart sped up once again and his face was in danger of permanent petrification. He didn’t dare to the youth see the change in his heart.

Seeing his expression getting colder and harder, Gong Lixin tilted his head to reveal an expression as if he suddenly realized something. He then added, "Whether a person is strong or not, not only depends on his strength, but also whether he is good at using other means to achieve his purpose. You are good at using weapons and poisons; this is a manifestation of your strength. So I give this to you, not because I underestimate you, but because I feel that if people want to live in the troubled world of today, they must use all means possible so that they don’t get stuck."

Was he comforting me?

Dou Heng lowered his head and thought so. A couple of soft lights appeared in his deep eyes as he whispered, "I know, thank you. And what happened tonight, I won’t tell anyone."

Feeling the sincerity in his words, Gong Lixin smiled and laughed, "Since you didn’t say anything last time, naturally, you won’t say anything this time. I believe you. It’s late, I’ll be leaving now. Goodbye." He waved his hand and turned to take a step into the shadows.

Dou Heng felt agitated as he watched the teenager go further and further away until he was gradually engulfed by the night. He frowned, squeezed the syringe in his hand, and stood there for a while. His eyes eventually found the pile of human-shaped ash on the ground and suddenly released his frowning brows. He sneered and muttered to himself, "Gong Lixin, you’ve forgotten to clean up the aftermath again."

He kicked the ash pile with his feet until he could no longer see any trace of a human figure. Then he pressed his lips together and left with a contented and joyful mood.

***

The scene in the hall became more and more chaotic and here were overlapping naked bodies everywhere, kinky scenes and loud moans. Even Tan Mingyuan, who had been sitting on the sidelines, waiting on his boss, immediately showed his true colour once the other left and like a monkey hurriedly grabbed and pulled over a woman. However, there were two great gods beside him. He felt a little shameful and thus, dragged the woman into the stairwell to do the deed, so as not to further reveal his ugliness.

Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran sat calmly on their chairs and only the expression on their face changed, replaced with one of impatience and aversion. The two looked at each other and planned to sit for a few more minutes before leaving.

A younger brother of Tan Mingyuan saw that the two were really bored. He took out a bag of tobacco and rolled it into a newspaper he took out from his pocket before handing them over to them. He mysteriously said, "This is my hand grown tobacco, which is definitely more flavorful than ordinary tobacco. Have a taste."

Plants that had been ripened by wood-ability users would always have some type of mutations because they would absorb a lot of the energy of the ability user. With this person’s introduction to the product, Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo took the rolled-up tobacco and put it under their nose to lightly smell it. It indeed smelled of the unique scent of tobacco.

"Sure enough, it’s the real thing!" Song Haoran sighed and whispered. He doesn’t have a habit of smoking he does like to do so every so often. The other person was one of Lixin’s younger brother, so he didn’t put his guard up and twisted the tobacco and newspaper into a roll and held it in his mouth.

Lin Wenbo on the other hand, had a cigarette addiction. Although he hadn’t touched one for more than two years, the rich fragrance was still engraved in his bones, making him unable to forget. However, instead of being as impatient as Song Haoran, he glanced at Bao Long and Kang Zhengyuan before he whispered, "You can’t enjoy such a good thing alone. Won’t you be in trouble if you’re seen by them?"

"No worries, I already paid a tribute. So please feel free to smoke." The man rolled his cigarette and leaned towards Song Haoran, asking, "Major Song, may I borrow your fire."

Song Haoran flared a fire on his fingertip. First, he lit one person’s cigarette, then he put his finger in front of the other person. The man leaned over to catch hold of the fire before leaning back and saying with a smile, "Oh, human lighter that we’ve only seen in cartoons before, thank you."

Lin Wenbo chuckled and smoked the good cigarette in his hand. The three were sitting back lazily as they were engulfed in a cloud of fog, watching the scene of the Sensual Palace before them. But somehow, Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran’s originally indifferent bodies started to heat up and the heat gradually spread throughout their bodies.

Their eyes blurred, their faces turned red and their foreheads began to form large drops of sweat. When Tan Mingyuan came back, he saw their increasingly uncomfortable faces.

"Hey! Did you smoke Xu Er’s cigarette?" Glancing at Xu Er on the side, the likeliest person to give the shredded tobacco, Tan Mingyuan then glanced at half of the cigarette butt in their hands.

"What’s wrong? This shredded tobacco is poisonous?" Lin Wenbo also stared at Xu Er, but seeing the other person’s complexion stay the same and held an innocent expression, he quickly dispelled the thought of murder in his heart.

"It’s not poisonous, it increases lust as if eating ecstasy! Especially for first-time users." Tan Mingyuan snatched the cigarette butts of the two’s hands and stubbed it out on the table. He hesitated before he suggested, "Do you guys feel that your bodies are hot? Do you feel particularly excited? Tell you what, if you want to get better tonight, either find a woman to vent your lust here or quickly go back and solve it yourself."

"F***k! Xu Er, why didn’t you say so earlier?" Song Haoran’s forehead bulged with blue veins as he asked fiercely.

"I saw you guys looking bored. I thought you’d feel refreshed and wanted to make you guys happy!" Xu Er spread his hand, his expression still as innocent as before.

Lin Wenbo held his head in his hand as he held back the burning desire in the pit of his stomach. Grabbing Song Haoran’s arm, he said, "Let’s go back quickly."

Song Haoran nodded, glared at Xu Er one last time, before striding away with Lin Wenbo.

Looking at the back of the two people leaving in a hurry, Tan Mingyuan stretched out his hand, "Don’t leave! Settle it here!" Seeing the two ignoring him, Tan Mingyuan sat down, took a glass of alcohol and sighed as he said, "Hmph, those two with dead eyes! With Young Master Gong there, can the two of you even hold back once they go back? Why bother with such hardship? Although these women can’t even match a hair on Young Master Gong’s head, it’s easier to save yourself the trouble. Stop acting as if the rest of us are too cheap!"

Upon hearing his mumble, Xu Er’s eyes widened and he suddenly pointed at the two leaving figures as he stuttered, "Boss, do you mean to say that they want Young Master Gong?"

Remembering Young Master Gong pinching an x-level mid-grade zombie to death as if pinching an ant, Xu Er gulped and gave a thumbs up to the two, praising them for their courage.

Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran resisted the swelling heat in their lower abdomen; the swelling, pumping and pain, and walked quickly back to the eastern ward. After climbing up to the second floor, the two were already sweating all over and breathing as heavily as cows and their black irises had long turned dark gold and dark red. Their eyes glowed brightly in the night like two beasts on the prowl.

Lin Wenbo’s self-control was slightly better than Song Haoran’s. Leaning on the handrail of the staircase, he took a break before walking to the door to his room, took out the key to open the door and secretly thought the water in the bathroom was not enough for a cold shower.

With a click, the lock on the door opened. He was preparing to push it in when Gong Lixin, who lived on the other side of the corridor, heard the sound and opened his door. He was wearing a thin, short boxer and a pure white shirt. He leaned on his side and asked, "Brother Lin, what’s wrong with you? Your face doesn’t look good!"

Lin Wenbo’s eyes couldn’t pull away from the other’s white, slender legs and round buttocks. His eyes immediately darkened at the sight. Taking a deep breath, he suddenly stretched out his long arms and took the youth into his arms, hugging him tight, before opening the door to the room and striding in, throwing the youth onto the bed and pressing against him. Thin lips sucked the other’s lips. This kiss, he had thought for a long time, almost every night, he would dream of it and the desire contained within him was strong enough to suffocate him.

"Ah~" Gong Lixin let out a small sound before he was dizzy and his hands and feet softened with the skill of Lin Wenbo’s superb kissing technique. He also tasted a unique fragrance left in the other’s mouth. Maybe Brother Lin might have taken lust-inducing medicine? He thought so numbly and also thought about pushing away the other before he abandoned the idea.

But before he could move, Lin Wenbo was quickly pulled away and, in his place, Song Haoran’s sharp face showing an expression of madness and intense passion replaced it. Gong Lixin raised his upper body slightly and was about to inquire about the reasons the two were like this, but once again was overwhelmed, by Song Haoran this time.