Chapter 125 A tough man should lick his cat

  Fang Cheng found a luxury car that seemed to be the most expensive and the latest at the door, opened the door and the trunk with keys made of blood, and threw Shizuko Asaka's body into it.

   Mai Sato got into the back seat first, pulled her brother up, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, how are Mom and Dad? Are you worried about me?"

  Hayato Sato's expression froze, and he said unnaturally: "Let's talk when we go back, I'm tired."

"oh."

   Mai Sato was a little puzzled, but didn't pursue it to the end.

  Fang Cheng took out his mobile phone from his backpack when the three of them got into the car. Fortunately, it was not damaged.

  He called Takeda Masumi to report the situation here.

   "You said that you singled out hundreds of members of the Bliss Cult, interfered with their divine descent ceremony, and even killed their archbishop?"

On the phone, Takeda Masumi felt annoyed at being teased: "It's noon and I haven't eaten yet, so you're joking with me like this? Did you start dreaming because you didn't sleep last night? Hurry up and slap yourself Wake up."

  Hehe, I also solved a projection of the evil god, passed the test of the evil god, and killed the clone of Isis.

  Of course Fang Cheng is an unpretentious and low-key person, and he will not show off such unnecessary things.

  Although Takeda Masumi knew that Fang Cheng was very powerful, he had no idea how powerful he was.

  For a while, I thought he was playing with himself.

  Both sides are so familiar, it is clear what can be joked about and what can't be joked about.

   Confirming again, Takeda Masumi immediately realized that Fang Cheng was not joking.

  She was silent for a long time before saying anything, but her tone became serious instead.

   "You have made things too big, let me handle them, and I may not be able to cover them."

  An evil **** projection, Kanzaki Rin can't handle it, so he can only ask Kamikawa Takumi to help. Now he is a nest of heretics, and he also comes with an archbishop.

  Even if Takeda Masumi has contacts in the countermeasures department, it is difficult to deal with it, because Fang Cheng asked not to reveal his identity.

   "Then leave it alone?"

  Fang Cheng felt a little pity, although it meant nothing to him, but for anyone in the countermeasures department, it was a huge credit that fell from the sky.

  If Kanzaki Rin knew that there was such a great contribution here and could be picked up for nothing, he might not just jump three feet high and rush over here in a hurry.

  Takeda Masumi also felt that it was a pity to give up such a great contribution, and pondered: "I will try my best, you have given me a big problem."

   "I'm sorry to bother you, after the process is over, don't talk about ten barbecues, I'll just give you food and sleep for a month, and let you lie down."

   "I can go to your uncle."

  After cursing, Takeda Masumi said: "If you really deserve credit, it's my turn to thank you."

  She didn't do anything, she just helped to deal with the aftermath, and she deserved the credit.

   No wonder Rin was promoted so quickly, it turned out that this kid has been working hard behind her.

   "Is there a bonus for that?"

   "I can't do without you."

  Fang Cheng hangs up the phone in a happy mood. It is a pleasure to cooperate with Takeda Masumi, and there is even a bonus.

  But I have to invite her to dinner, it seems that I didn't make any money after coming and going?

  He sat in the driver's seat, started the car with the key made of blood, and drove outside.

  There are still a group of holy women hiding in the gymnasium. Fang Cheng has no interest in taking them away, so he can only wait for Takeda Masumi to send someone to deal with them.

  Akie Asaka was sitting in the passenger seat, looking out the window with blank eyes.

  Fang Cheng still has a lot of questions to ask her, but considering that she is now immersed in the grief of her mother's death, let's wait for a while.

  The car left Yasai Town all the way to the outside, Fang Cheng saw the sports car still parked at the intersection.

   I didn't expect that Yueguang Chuxia hadn't left yet, she was very loyal.

  He stopped the car, asked the three of them to wait in the car, then got out of the car and walked over.

   I didn't see anyone in the car from a distance, and after walking past, I saw a fat white cat lying on the driver's seat through the window.

  The white hair is smooth and smooth without any variegation. It looks a bit like a puppet from the outside, but I don't know what breed it is.

   This fat cat is on all fours, sleeping with his mouth open, with some catnip scattered around him.

  Good guy, this cat has been so addicted to drugs that he passed out.

  Fang Cheng opened the car door, reached out and patted its fat belly, and made a puffing sound: "Wake up!"

  The fat cat is like a puddle of liquid, nothing moves.

  Fang Cheng looked at the fat cat, and suddenly stretched out his hand to stroke its belly.

   No hunk can resist stroking a cat, especially a fat cat that's opening its belly to him.

  Fang Cheng didn't just **** this fat cat just because it could turn into a pretty girl. As a girl without shock waves, Yueguang Chuxia had no interest in him at all.

   In a sense, he is also a cat slave, and he wanted to have a cat before.

  So when I saw a fat cat who was defenseless, I couldn't help but started to pick up the fat cat with great interest.

  His technique was excellent, his fingers were nimble, and he quickly licked the fat cat until it made a purring sound. His two paws were still subconsciously grabbing Fang Cheng's hand, and he flicked his tail back and forth.

   About ten minutes later, Sha Mao suddenly opened his eyes and met Fang Cheng's gaze.

  It said: "What are you doing meow?"

  Fang Cheng didn't change his face: "I'm masturbating you."

   "You didn't get my consent meow."

   "What? You still need the cat's consent to pet the cat?"

  Yueguang Chuxia slapped Fang Cheng's tail with his tail. These words seemed like a hunk suddenly rushed out and pushed you down, then started masturbation, and asked if you had any comments.

  Since all the cats woke up, Fang Cheng did not continue.

  He was about to pull his hand back when a fat cat's paw pressed against the back of his hand.

   "Keep meowing, don't stop!"

   "If you tell me to continue, I will continue? Wouldn't I lose face?"

  Fang Cheng simply withdrew his hand, and couldn't let it satisfy him all at once.

   "A ruthless man, he runs away after masturbating, only caring about his own enjoyment."

  Yueguang Chuxia complained, then stretched fiercely in the driver's seat, her plump body twisted, her hair swelled, and she became a super beautiful girl in an instant.

  Fang Cheng was very curious about how her clothes came out. Shouldn't she be naked at this time of transformation?

  After Moonlight Chuxia turned into a beautiful girl, she stretched hard again, before Fang Cheng asked, "Have you settled your matter?"

  Fang Cheng nodded, and took out the Holy Grail, a small golden stick and a vajra from his backpack: "I want to ask, do you recycle gold?"

  Yueguang Chuxia’s gaze was immediately attracted by the Holy Grail that was split in two: “Amazing, I got all the Holy Grails of the Bliss Cult, oh, and the archbishop’s little golden stick.”

She happily took both the Holy Grail and the golden stick, and weighed them in her hand a few times: "Of course they are recycled, and the price is not low. Fortunately, you asked us to recycle them. If you change them to someone else, you will be found by the Bliss Sect in minutes." Go to the door."

  Fang Cheng handed over the vajra again: "What about this one?"

  Yueguang Chuxia immediately showed disgust: "Hey, the stuff of the smelly monk has been scrapped, and it will be recycled at the scrap iron price."

  Fang Cheng was dissatisfied: "This is pure gold."

  Yueguang Chuxia complained: "Where is the pure gold, do you think I don't know the monk's routine? The outside is gold-plated, and the inside is definitely cheap metal, maybe iron."

   Grass, the masters are so rich that they also play this game? It's really embarrassing for Buddha.

  Fang Cheng directly took back the Vajra Pestle. If he couldn’t sell it for a good price, he might as well keep it as a toy.

  (end of this chapter)