Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

"What are you doing?" Lei Di turned to look at Li Kengqiang. "I don't like men."

Li Kengqiang chuckled, "No... I just think you, Director, are incredibly powerful and influential, absolutely awesome..."

"That's nothing. When the boss was at his most awesome, he went to the ruins of the American capital and brought back a ship full of gold."

Shi Jian recounted the past events vividly.

"Oh, by the way, if you don't have enough funds, have Chicken take you to haul a few hundred kilograms back to the mainland."

Lei Di patted Li Kengqiang on the shoulder, threw the bath towel on the table, and slowly stood up. "Don't tell Nie Jinshan about these things. I'm afraid he'll worry. That old guy is so serious at his age. He's not someone you can joke with."

With that, Lei Di waved his hand, "I've moved the top seven seats of the Ancient God Church to Tsuen Wan, Hong Kong Island!"

Li Kengqiang watched Lei Di's retreating figure, his heart pounding with excitement. "Director, what do you suggest we do?"

"Slaughter them all, finish within half an hour. I don't care about the process, I just want their heads!"

“They will summon Medusa… I will intervene at this venue.” The Thunder Emperor’s voice was calm, but it sent a shiver down everyone’s spine.

Shanji and the others exchanged glances. Shi Jian grinned and asked, "Shall we do it, you or me?"

Pheasant raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I'll go. Call Xiao An, who came today. Big Brother will definitely like him."

A moment later, Chicken pulled Thunder Emperor into VIP room number 88 and forced him onto the bed.

"Boss, today's number 8, guaranteed to be satisfactory."

In the dim light, the soft blue glow helped Lei Di relax considerably.

"No, I'm still a virgin. I'm just being stubborn."

Lei Di thought for a moment and was about to get up.

Suddenly, with a click, the door opened.

A faint, pleasant fragrance wafted into his nose, startling the Thunder Emperor.

I have to say, it smells fucking good.

The next moment, a timid voice, tinged with a hint of coldness, said, "Hello, I'm technician number eight..."

Her voice was like heavenly music, yet possessed the aloofness of a fairy untouched by worldly affairs, instantly piquing the Thunder Emperor's interest.

Why does it look a little slutty?

Lei Di looked at the No. 8 technology and swallowed hard.

Damn it, when did my place become involved in prostitution?

She wore a long purple dress, had her hair in a high ponytail, and wore black-rimmed glasses on her pert nose. Her breasts were full and round, and it was clear at a glance that whoever married her and had children with her would be happy.

Especially since he was even looking down at that moment.

Lei Di was certain that this woman was a virgin.

That's right, the moment he heard that sound, the Thunder Emperor felt a surge of pleasure.

Looking at Number 8's perfect body proportions and the fleeting panic in her eyes, he was 100% certain that she could do the full set.

Number 8 walked to the bedside and pretended to look around, his eyes lingering on Lei Di. When his gaze fell on Lei Di's crotch, he was startled.

suddenly.

"Sorry... I might have gone to the wrong room."

Number 8 put down his toolbox and lubricant, then turned to leave.

My heart was pounding. Was this even human? It was beyond the realm of humanity.

Number 8 has a strong knowledge base. Although I haven't used it, it doesn't mean I haven't learned about it.

Seeing this, the Thunder Emperor's lips curled up.

This woman definitely knows him; she doesn't know much about the existence of the Thunder Emperor.

Besides the god behind the Church of the Old Gods, there are also the high-ranking members of the Night's Watch.

So, ruling out all possibilities, this woman is very likely Medusa in disguise.

Bang! !

When she opened the door, An Miaoyi, number 8, let out a soft sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to step out, a voice that sounded like a half-smile rang out from behind her.

"Well done, you've disguised yourself nicely."

Like a demonic whisper, yet possessing terrifying magic.

An Miaoyi was frozen in place, as if she had been immobilized.

The purple dress, which was originally slightly translucent under the light, revealed that she was actually wearing a thong.

After having a good look at the room, Lei Di calmly got up, walked to Number 8, and gently pushed the door shut again.

Click, and then it's locked from the inside.

Everything was so perfectly natural.

When she turned to look at number 8 again, her previously calm eyes suddenly became incredibly panicked.

Especially when he heard the sound of the lock being turned on, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, followed by despair.

"Damn it, how did he recognize me?"

Number 8 felt a chill run down his spine. According to the Marquis, he should be in a closed state.

Aside from the fact that this person is Zhao Wentian, his consciousness has not awakened, but some of his subconscious behaviors still retain their inertia.

Lei Di glanced at the clock on the wall, stretched, and pointed to the bed. "Can it be blown?"

Number 8 remained silent, his body trembled slightly, but he did not move or resist.

Seeing this, Lei Di stepped forward directly. His 1.88-meter height made him look like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, creating a strong sense of pressure for Number 8.

Number 8, who is only about 1.7 meters tall, looked like a fertilized rabbit and took several steps back.

He retreated all the way to the edge of the bed, until he had nowhere left to go, and then plopped down on the bed.

She immediately crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking as if she would rather die than submit.

I had planned to have sex with the other party, get my hands on the Immortal Sutra, and then leave immediately.

As a result, they were discovered as soon as they arrived.

Lei Di glanced at her. "What do you mean by this? Get me a hairdryer and dry my hair. Can't you even dry your own hair?"

The Thunder Emperor intended to force the serpent demon behind the Ancient God Church to slowly reveal its true form. Heh heh heh, the Sun Serpent really hadn't thought of that.

"Don't you have any professional ethics? My shop doesn't employ idlers."

Number 8 was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and picked up the lubricant.

If it's just an oil massage, that's fine too.

As long as I don't have to face that guy, I can accept it.

Number 8 hurriedly unscrewed the cap of the essential oil, and Lei Di asked in a relaxed manner.

"Just arrived? What have you done before? Do you know the full range of services?"

"It's my first time." Number 8 was only now realizing the fear, and his movements became sluggish.

Lei Di didn't even need to think about it. How could a serpent demon from the Church of the Ancient Gods be willing to give someone an oil massage? Besides, it would be a waste for someone so beautiful to do this.

In the past two years, countless businessmen have gone to the mainland to engage in extramarital affairs.

"I haven't even taken my pants off yet, don't you need to get me a pair?"

"Take your pants off."

The Thunder Emperor opened his arms and gently slid his buttocks down.

"......"

"We do not offer this service."

Lei Di chuckled and said, "With your service attitude, it seems I, as the boss, have to teach you a good lesson on how to be a qualified technician."

The words had barely left her lips when Number 8 said in a trembling voice, "I...I'll take it off!"