Fast Transmigration: Almighty Hang Force

"Chief, chief, I like you!"

The sudden sound was like a sharp thorn, piercing through layers of flesh and blood, and pierced deeply to a certain position on the left side of the chest. Jiang Ting put down his wine glass, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the girl in front of him for the first time.

The girl's complexion was pale and pink, and her watery eyes were shy and timid, as if she was ashamed and annoyed by her behavior that was so thoughtless.

"What did you say?"

The girl was slightly startled, looking at Jiang Ting's serious and focused eyes, those eyes that were originally covered with a layer of cold life were lit up by something.She couldn't help but have the illusion that the other party wanted to hear her explanation and answer, as if this was very important to him.

She gradually calmed down, because she no longer felt the pinprick-like repulsion from Jiang Ting's body, and she vaguely understood that the other party allowed her to approach for the time being.

"Yes, I hope to be with you." She blushed slightly, glanced at Jiang Ting's face cautiously, and continued: "Together for the rest of my life, no matter what happens."

Jiang Ting's eyes flickered for a moment, as if a nerve was touched by some sentence, he repeated in a low voice: "Together for the rest of our lives. We will never separate."

His voice was already deep, and the whisper under his tongue was even softer and indistinct. The girl looked blank: "Sir, what did you say?"

"Say a little more."

The girl was even more confused: "...what did you say?"

"About—'Like'."

※It was locked again... Just write something to make up some words, please ignore me※

※It was locked again... Just write something to make up some words, please ignore me※

※It was locked again... Just write something to make up some words, please ignore me※

※It was locked again... Just write something to make up some words, please ignore me※

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Fang Yizhen, led by the waiter, stepped on the dark red carpet to the second floor, the president's room was at the innermost.

The waiter gently knocked on the door, and there was a faint noise inside, followed by a rough "come in".

Fang Yizhen straightened his collar, nodded to the waiter, and walked in.

The gold-rimmed red-striped carpet extended from the light into the darkness, and the lights in the room were not turned on.

As soon as Fang Yizhen walked in a few steps, he heard some ambiguous sound coming from the dark place, and at the same time, he smelled a hint of obscenity at the tip of his nose, and he immediately reacted: "Your Excellency, excuse me, you are free in the future I'll visit again."

He turned around, and when he was about to leave, the lights in the room were so bright that it hurt his eyes.

The high and low screams did not stop at all, but they became more excited because the lights were turned on.

"Professor, don't worry, I'll be fine soon."

Only then did Fang Yizhen realize that the person below was a man.

Hearing the voice, he might not be too old.

Soon, everything was over. His Excellency the President casually put on a nightgown, tied it up, sat down on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

The flushed boy didn't hold back, and was about to leave after getting dressed. When he passed Fang Yizhen, the two eyes collided briefly. However, the boy's eyes turned around him, blinked inexplicably and then left.

"Professor, sit down."

Fang Yizhen sat down on another sofa chair.

The contents of their conversation were all within Fang Yizhen's guess, and the president wanted to keep him in the headquarters inside and out, promising a lot of benefits.Fang Yizhen drank his tea with eyes downcast, without any indication. The president squinted his eyes and laughed a few times: "Professor, do you still remember the 'surprise' I told you?"

Only then did Fang Yizhen raise his eyes to look at him.

He did agree to come here for the meeting because of the "surprise" the president said.

The president was satisfied to see traces of curiosity in his eyes, and lowered his voice: "In this world——a person with all kinds of supernatural powers appeared. It just so happened that he was at the headquarters, and he was the only relative of the professor."

The existence of the whole series of supernatural beings is like a beautiful myth constructed by human beings, which has never been proven, and the appearance of Jiang Ting is like a stimulant for everyone. All the researchers are madly trying to learn from him The specimens of people who researched and manufactured all kinds of supernatural powers were obtained from their bodies.

The president also discovered the relationship between Jiang Ting and Jiang Ze during the investigation, and he was even more ecstatic. As long as the father and son are under control, he no longer has to worry about the growth of various bases threatening his status all day long. .

At first, the president just threw an olive branch to Jiang Ting, persuading him to leave the Z base and come to the headquarters, and then gave Jiang Ting many treasures and women, but Jiang Ting was not moved.Until he half-truthfully revealed the news that Jiang Ze would also come to the headquarters, Jiang Ting arrived the next day.

In order to make Jiang Ting submit to his subordinates more obediently, the president arranged for someone to secretly give Jiang Ting drugs to suppress supernatural powers, and he carried the antidote with him.It just so happened that Jiang Ting could be used as a bargaining chip to threaten Jiang Ze. As a father, no matter what, he would not just sit and watch his son being tied up for live experiments, right?

...In fact, this kind of thing really happened.

Fang Yizhen naturally knew what the president was planning.Most of the high-ranking people are suspicious and seriously ill. When their use value is drained, nine out of ten will end up with nothing to hide. After all, the medicine formula has come out, and researchers with a little knowledge of biochemistry can prepare it. With a body like Jiang Ting, it is not impossible in the imagination to reproduce the same full range of supernatural beings.

Fang Yizhen tapped her knees twice with her fingertips, slightly squinting at the President's masterful smile and the inadvertent threats and warnings in his expression, and smiled inwardly. This time, the President is too eager for quick success. The son lured two wolves back to the den, if he is not empty, can he be invited to leave?

He finally gave in, seemingly helplessly.

The president was very satisfied, and he also knew how to give kindness and power: "If the professor needs anything, just ask, no matter what it is, the headquarters can satisfy you—" As he said, his expression became ambiguous: "How about the child just now? "

Fang Yizhen waved his hand: "Your Excellency, I'm not good at this, so please take care of me."

"Don't like little boys? It's okay." The president narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Fang Yizhen's gentle and peaceful face calmly. His complexion was white and rosy, and it was so delicate that he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it. One hand, it is best to pinch it harder, leaving traces of bruises.

His gaze became more and more unbridled, and the man in front of him looked very delicious—he had to choose the boy's style, but he suddenly felt that the slender and delicate boy who was no different from a girl was completely inferior to the one in front of him. One-thousandth attractiveness of people.

Finally unable to hold back the desire overflowing in his heart, His Excellency the President stretched out his fat hands towards Fang Yizhen, trembling slightly, the closer he got to the warm skin, the more excited he became.

Fang Yizhen knew that the heartthrob buff was showing his presence all the time, so he gave a middle finger in his heart, then avoided the president's hand without a trace, stood up, and tidied his clothes: "Since there is nothing else, I will Don't bother Your Excellency the President."

After Qianqian nodded, he left the room without looking back.

The corridor was spacious and bright. At the corner, he met the boy who had just been in the presidential room.The other party leaned against the wall, and lazily raised his eyes to look at him when he heard the sound, as if he was waiting for him.

"Professor Jiang."

The young man's voice was very sweet, soft and waxy. It was obviously just a title, but he pronounced it with all kinds of charm.

He didn't care about Fang Yizhen's lukewarm response, he tugged at his collar lazily, and then walked towards Fang Yizhen, grasping Fang Yizhen's shoulder softly and sticking to him: " I'm not feeling well, can Professor Jiang take me back to my room?"

Fang Yizhen's mood was very complicated at the moment.He looks a lot like the one above?

The young man's sweet and greasy breath lingered in front of his nose, mixed with the faint smell on his body, which made people a little dazzled, but Fang Yizhen's heart was like a pool of stagnant water - no matter how tempting he was, he was still a f*cking Accept it!

He pushed the boy away, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Then just wait, I'll call someone for you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went downstairs without looking at the young man's pale face.

The banquet in the hall downstairs was still going on, and Fang Yizhen saw Jiang Ting and the girl standing in the corner of the hall from a distance, as if having a happy conversation.

He suddenly felt sad about the water splashed by a grown-up cub, and on second thought, damn it, if he becomes a grandfather in a few years, how fucking ridiculous would that be?His body is only in his thirties!

Fang Yizhen was a little depressed, instead of disturbing the young couple, he took a glass of wine and sipped it slowly.

"dad."

Not long after, Jiang Ting walked through the crowd and came to him.

Fang Yizhen hummed, and then asked, "How is getting along with that girl?"

There was a gentle smile on Jiang Ting's face, as if there were spring water in his eyes, he seemed to like it.

"Dad." He suddenly called him again, his voice getting softer.

Fang Yizhen looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ting took a step closer, completely closing the distance between the two, and then opened his mouth. Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, the smile on his face froze, and it turned into endless frost in an instant. His complexion, which was much paler than normal, blended together, making one's hair stand on end.

He stretched out his hand and slowly pressed Fang Yizhen's shoulder: "Father, why do you smell like someone else?"

Nasty, nasty smell.

obscene.dirty.

... tempting to commit crimes.

He was completely stained with his father, on his clothes and hair, it seemed to be there.

who is it?Who was so close to his father?Even he hadn't let his father catch his own breath yet.

In Jiang Ting's black eyes, blood slowly rose, a hazy layer covered the surface of the eyeballs, burst blood vessels stood out, and gradually climbed up the eyeballs.

Fang Yizhen frowned, turned his head and smelled it on his shoulder, there was indeed a smell, the boy should have put on some perfume.He took off his coat: "I was leaned on by someone."

Jiang Ting took the coat from his arms, retracted his fingers, and the flame burst out, and in just a few seconds, the extremely pure flame turned the dress into ashes.

So dirty things, just disappear.

No one dared to criticize Jiang Ting's actions. After a moment of silence in the hall, the original atmosphere returned.

"Dad, let's go back to the room and change clothes."

Fang Yizhen nodded.

The two returned to the room one after the other. Fang Yizhen saw Jiang Ting following her and asked casually, "Where is your room?"

Jiang Ting stared at Fang Yizhen's profile.

From the straight nose bridge, to the well-shaped pale pink lips, to the protruding Adam's apple, and the delicate collarbone hidden in the collar of the shirt.

"Dad, I want to sleep with you." His voice was a little hoarse: "You used to hug me to sleep, I miss it very much."

Having been treated like that before, it's normal to feel insecure, Fang Yizhen acquiesced.

He pushed the door and entered, suddenly stunned.

Jiang Ting stood behind him, like a ghost, not even breathing, and after a few seconds his voice sounded: "Father, who is this person?"

Fang Yizhen looked at the young man lying on his bed with a dazed look on his face.

I said, kid, can you let me go?I really have no idea about you!

Moreover, my son saw this kind of glamorous occasion, what do you want my son to think of me!