Chapter 179: Qi Luo’s Scheme

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: Qi Luo’s Scheme

Zhang Yun opened the door to the hotel room. Just as he walked in, he didn’t hear any voices, but he did catch the sound of the shower running. He then noticed that the bathroom door was left half-open.

"Sigh! This is another test for me! It must be Feng Ru’s idea," he thought to himself.

Speaking of which, he actually wanted to take a shower. Even though he had changed out of his blood-stained clothes, he still felt like the stench of blood lingered on him.

Zhang Yun closed the room door and kept his gaze fixed straight ahead, deliberately avoiding looking toward the bathroom.

He had barely taken a few steps forward when he sensed someone coming out of the bathroom. A hand rested gently on his shoulder, accompanied by an overwhelming waft of fragrance.

"Sister Ru, stop joking around... I can’t handle being teased like this," he said.

Since they were both divorced young women, they wouldn’t feel the slightest bit shy about teasing him. Zhang Yun was terrified that Feng Ru might have walked out completely naked!

The scent he had just smelled wasn’t their usual perfume; it smelled more like the hotel’s body wash. Did that mean she had really run out in the middle of her shower?

As Zhang Yun spoke, he squeezed his eyes shut to avoid seeing anything inappropriate. After all, unlike his relationship with Yang Xiaoyun, he had only known her best friend, Feng Ru, for a few hours.

The hand on his shoulder trailed up his neck, gently tracing along his jawline and even his lips.

The fragrance grew stronger. That feather-light touch sent a jolt through Zhang Yun, making him feel as though he had been lightly electrocuted.

He could only smile bitterly. "Sister, seriously, don’t tease me. I’m still a virgin... I can’t take this."

A faint chuckle came from behind him, and another hand slipped around his other side.

Zhang Yun sighed inwardly. "I already warned you. If you insist on playing with fire, then let’s play! It’s not like I’ll be the one losing out anyway.

"I should learn to be a scumbag: never initiate, never reject, and never take responsibility!"

Feeling slightly intoxicated by the scent, he allowed the hands behind him to push him forward. Zhang Yun kept his eyes closed, half-yielding and playing along. He felt himself being led all the way to the edge of the bed before being shoved face-down onto the mattress.

Zhang Yun felt a bit puzzled. "Is it just Feng Ru? Why isn’t Yang Xiaoyun saying anything to stop her?

"Is Yang Xiaoyun taking a bath in the tub and completely unaware of what’s happening?"

In his dazed state, he felt the woman behind him—whom he assumed was Feng Ru—throw a bathrobe over his head. She then pulled out the robe’s belt and securely tied his hands behind his back.

"Holy crap! Are we really playing this wild?

"I haven’t even experienced the vanilla stuff yet, and you’re taking me straight to S-tier?

"Is this supposed to be kinky, or is she treating me like a masochist?

"Or... is Feng Ru trying to create an opportunity for Yang Xiaoyun, tying me up in advance so I won’t resist and run away?

"Yep, just as I thought! She tied my feet too!"

Zhang Yun laughed wryly. "A little joke is fine, but let’s not take it this far."

There was one thing he couldn’t quite bring himself to say out loud: "Even if that is your goal, don’t tie my hands behind my back while I’m face-down! In this position, I can only hump the bed, and neither of you will be able to get on top and ride me either."

SMACK!

Zhang Yun felt a leather belt whip viciously against his backside, snapping him instantly awake.

"Fuck! She’s doing this for real! I don’t have this kind of fetish!"

Before he could shake the bathrobe off his head, he felt someone straddle his back. The person yanked the bathrobe aside and grabbed a fistful of his hair.

"Giddy-up!"

"What the hell, she’s riding me like a horse? What kind of weird kink does Feng Ru have?"

"Sister Ru, that’s enough! I’m only letting this slide for Sister Xiaoyun’s sake. Stop playing with fire!" Zhang Yun’s tone turned stern.

The moment the words left his mouth, he felt the belt strike him hard over the head.

"Stupid man! Do you still think this is your little fling playing a kinky game with you?" the person on his back sneered coldly, bringing the belt down for another strike.

Zhang Yun was startled. Although the voice was unfamiliar, it definitely didn’t belong to Yang Xiaoyun or Feng Ru. Combining her words with her violent actions just now, realization hit him.

"Holy shit! Is this Qi Luo, the assassin I spared?"

In an instant, everything clicked for Zhang Yun!

Yang Xiaoyun and Feng Ru hadn’t made a sound because they had been knocked out and locked in the bathroom. The sound of the running shower had been deliberately staged for him to hear. The assassin intentionally made it seem like Feng Ru was coming out to seduce him, and his gentlemanly refusal to look had given her the perfect opening to strike.

That fragrance wasn’t body wash; it was some kind of knockout drug. His subsequent grogginess wasn’t from being swept up in lust, but from the drug taking effect. The only reason he hadn’t completely passed out was because of his exceptionally resilient physique.

Everything that followed was a calculated maneuver to guide him into position, ultimately tying him up to ensure he couldn’t fight back.

Now that she had the upper hand, Qi Luo finally revealed her true colors!

However... a bathrobe belt was just a flimsy strip of cloth. Unless tied by a knot-tying expert, it would come loose after a few struggles. It couldn’t even securely hold an ordinary person, let alone him!

Zhang Yun immediately began to struggle with all his might.

"Fuck!" He instantly felt the biting tightness of zip ties! Those things only tightened further the more one struggled. They were virtually impossible to snap by sheer force and typically required scissors to cut.

The cloth belt tying his hands and feet was just a deceptive cover so that he wouldn’t struggle in the moment. In reality, she had already secured his wrists and ankles with zip ties.

"Your codename is Qi Luo, right? Instead of thanking me for sparing your life, you repay my mercy with enmity?"

"I’ll thank your whole damn family!"

Qi Luo viciously lashed out with the belt!

She had been hiding at the scene earlier, watching Zhang Yun change clothes. Although he wasn’t sick enough to violate the dead bodyguard’s corpse, her resentment toward him was still overwhelmingly intense.

Zhang Yun had been brought there by Brother Long. Even though the flesh on Brother Long’s leg had been sliced down to the bone, he was still alive at the time and couldn’t escape. Qi Luo had relentlessly interrogated him to get Zhang Yun’s whereabouts, rushing straight to this hotel afterward.

When Zhang Yun and the women returned, it would have been a hassle for her to ambush them, as she hadn’t dared to ride the same elevator up. She never expected Zhang Yun to go out of his way to buy water and condoms, inadvertently handing her a massive advantage!

When she mentioned Zhang Yun’s name to Yang Xiaoyun and Feng Ru, the two clueless women immediately let her inside.

Two ordinary women were nothing more than putty in her hands. Before Zhang Yun returned, she had already set up this perfect trap.

Now that he was hogtied, and she had just patted him down to confirm he carried no weapons, Qi Luo didn’t have to worry about a thing. She was free to vent her anger and exact her revenge however she pleased.

When Zhang Yun had been whipped a few times earlier, he thought it was just Feng Ru playing around. But now that he confirmed it was Qi Luo, he knew this was no game. He couldn’t just let her torture him!

Just as Qi Luo brought the belt down for another strike, Zhang Yun shouted, "Transform!"

In a flash, his entire body vanished from the bed!

The belt smacked loudly against the pillow. Qi Luo was utterly shocked!

Zhang Yun’s hands and feet had been bound, and she was straddling his back with her full weight. How could he just disappear into thin air?

But the truth was undeniable. It wasn’t Invisibility; he had truly disappeared completely, leaving her awkwardly straddling the bare mattress.

This was the second time! Qi Luo had previously investigated the wall back at the villa, only to realize afterward that she had been looking in the wrong direction. That was a spot he had appeared in randomly—how could he have possibly tampered with the wall in advance?

The same logic applied here. She had ambushed him in a random hotel room; it was impossible for Zhang Yun to have set up any trick props on the bed beforehand.

That meant this was his true, inherent ability! Was it an escape technique? Or Instant Teleportation?

Remembering how he had pinned her against the base of the wall earlier, Qi Luo quickly scrambled off the bed. Gripping the belt tightly, she scanned the room on high alert.

Both beds and the entire hotel room were completely empty. There was nowhere else to hide.

He had shouted "Transform." Could he actually whisk himself away magically like Sun Wukong? Where could he have gone?

Qi Luo immediately realized the answer!

Jumping out the window would mean falling to his death, and the adjacent spaces were just other hotel rooms. The only place he could have gone was the bathroom! He was probably taking the opportunity to save the two women.

With a crack of her belt, she immediately sprinted toward the bathroom.