Lord of End of World Chapter 79

Ma Jun still didn't know that his dear team leader had sold him out so easily. He was busy spreading a few of the books on the bed and let Ling Yin and Sun Tiantian choose from the collection.

Sun Tiantian felt helpless and embarra.s.singly waved her hand as if to say she didn't want to even look at the cover, her cheeks flaming red as she did so.

Ling Yin and Da Liu were stuck together like glue. They had each other's back. When they were together, they could play with each other every night. Thus they didn't have much interest in these books. But for the sake of her friends, Ling Yin did not refuse. She sat down on the bed and carelessly picked one up.

She opened a few books and saw two books stuck at the bottom. Ling Yin's eyes brightened and, with lightning speed, her hands grabbed the two books and held them securely in her arms. She quickly flipped through it with excitement. "These two books are for me."

"Let me see which ones you took!" Ma Jun tried to take a look at the covers but seeing the two long-haired beauties on the cover and not recognizing them, he generously waved his consent.

"Good brother, thank you!" Ling Yin patted Ma Jun's shoulder and smiled widely. Her excited expression made it seem like she had won the grand prize making Ma Jun feel a little embarra.s.sed.

"Tiantian, I'll lend you a copy. After you've read it, you'll open your eyes to a new realm!" Ling Yin rolled up one of the books and stuffed it into Sun Tiantian's pocket. She looked at the other's shy expression and mysteriously a.s.sured her, "Believe this sister. When you read it, prepare a paper towel and carefully clean your nose!"

Sun Tiantian shook her head but her hand stuffed the book into her pocket, her eyes flickering with confusion.

"Huh?" When he heard Ling Yin, Ma Jun regretted giving it away and squinted his eyes in thought. "Was it that wonderful? Then lend it to me after reading it."

"Go away! This book is not for you!" He didn't have a good look at the book before it was put into Ling Yin's pocket. She was preparing to leave with Sun Tiantian when a knock was heard at the door.

She thought it was one of their team members. Without being asked, she opened the door with a smile. When she saw the person standing there and saw the smile on the other's face, her expression immediately became somewhat distorted. She stiffly asked, "Major General Song, how come you're here?"

Hearing Ling Yin's words, Ma Jun's face became white and, panicked, immediately picked up the books on the bed. Sun Tiantian couldn't help but blush and stick to the wall, trying to hide her existence as much as possible.

Song Haoran moved so that he could look past Ling Yin who was blocking the door. Looking inside, his eyes locked onto the bulging quilt and his brows wrinkled at the sight. He suddenly said, "These things are illegal. It's even more illegal to spread it to minors. Didn't you know that?" He walked towards the bed and stared at the open small yellow book [1].

"Song, Major General Song, we're all grown ups." Ma Jun stood at his bedside and cautiously argued. "Moreover, it's legal to sell and swindle in the base. How is it wrong to read p.o.r.n?"

"There's no problem with you looking at it, but you shouldn't have given some to Lixin. Lixin is still underage and will be badly influenced by you." These people were the most cherished friends of Lixin, even if Song Haoran was angry at them, he couldn't just randomly attack them.

Seeing Song Haoran's civil att.i.tude, Ma Jun felt at ease and carelessly waved, "Major General Song, don't worry. Even if we visit prost.i.tutes and called Xiao Gong to join us…he would not come."

Hearing this, Ling Yin became agitated and smacked Ma Jun on the back of his head while she screamed in her mind: 'Stupid! Do you know how much Major General Song pampers Young Master Gong? Daring to speak about such things to Major General Song, are you not afraid of death?!'

Sure enough, Song Haoran heard his words and couldn't restrain the anger in his heart. He grabbed Ma Jun by the collar and glared at him with anger. The color red enveloped his eyes and they went from dark brown to a faint red, making him seem even more terrifying. He gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice, "Did you ever bring Lixin to visit a prost.i.tute? When?"

When he asked this, the ability in his body ran rampant due to his fury. The hand gripping Ma Jun's collar started to ignite and black smoke appeared from the palm of his hand. The smell of clothes burning spread throughout the room.

Ma Jun was startled and avoided the intense heat emanating from the other's palm. A frightened expression on his face showed that he was scared to death. With words coming out of his mouth at the speed of light due to being scared of being burnt to ashes by Major general Song, he explained: 'No, Young Master Gong didn't go. He-he said that he's not interested in women! I was thinking that Young Master Gong hadn't had experience yet, so I sent him a book to enlighten him. I had no other intentions. Major General Song, please spare me!"

"Lixin can't experience these things. When it comes to him, I have the final say. It's none of your business." His angry expression faded and he was once again back to his usual self with his usual tone of voice. "You're not allowed to take these kinds of things in the future. If I see them next time, I will burn all of your things."

Ma Jun nodded with tears in his eyes, afraid to see the other's red eyes again.

Song Haoran gave him a cold look and confiscated all the books on the bed. He walked towards the door as Ma Jun's stared at him leaving with heartache. Seeing those red-tinted eyes approaching, Ling Yin naturally smiled, but Sun Tiantian quickly bowed her head and nervously hid her pocket from view.

Seeing Sun Tiantian's guilty expression, Song Haoran stopped and opened his palm in front of her, coldly ordering her to "Hand it over."

Sun Tiantian shrank her neck and quickly put the book into his palm. Ling Yin pretended that iron was steel as she glanced at her and dug her nails into the palm of her hand.

However, Song Haoran didn't intend to let her go. He turned to face her and ordered, "Don't pretend to be stupid, hand it over!"

Ling Yin smiled seductively, but the other side didn't even bother looking at her and didn't fall into the trap so, she had to reluctantly part with the book.

Song Haoran didn't look at the cover and just placed the books under his arm as he opened the door and strode away. Ma Jun waited for him to go far away before he ran to the door and waved his fist against his tall back. He said with a voice full of anger, "Is it so great to be a red dragonfly? When this Laozi is promoted to second level high-grade, Laozi will also show you what's red after I cut you!"

"Ma~" Ling Yun smirked with no hint of comfort in sight. "You sure have guts! By the time you reach second-level high-grade, everyone else will reach third level. You think you can face those red eyes then? More like, you'll be so scared that you'll p.i.s.s your pants!"

She looked Ma Jun up and down, then stared at his pants. Ling Yin's expression showed her disappointment and Sun Tiantian didn't go up to defend him either. The angry Ma Jun 'hmphed' and turned away.

Song Haoran glared at the stack of books in his arms and walked to his room. However, he didn't expect to suddenly encounter Zhao Ying around the corner and collide into him. Zhao Ying apologized repeatedly, but Song Haoran just glanced at him with impatience before he left without saying anything.

Zhao Ying held his rapidly beating chest as he stood at the same place to watch the shadows of the other's back. Just when he was about to lift his feet, he found a comic book on the ground. Surprise slid into his eyes as he picked up the book, and he was about to catch up to Song Haoran until he saw the two men on the cover. The men were naked and entangled together. His face became red and he hesitated.

Major General Song would actually read this kind of book? Was it because he had been abstaining for too long? One year had pa.s.sed and Gong Lixin still treats him as a big brother. He must be very depressed in his heart!

Thinking up until there, Zhao Ying's heart struggled. The hesitation in his eyes were gradually replaced by his strong love. It wasn't until at night that he brought the comic book over and rang the doorbell to Song Haoran's room.

"Do you want anything?" Song Haoran blocked the doorway and didn't intend to let Zhao Ying enter.

"Big Brother Song, you lost a book in the afternoon and I picked it up." Zhao Ying bowed slightly with his hands in front of him and handed the book over. The tip of his ears turned red.

Song Haoran raised his eyebrows and was about to reach to take the book before sending Zhao Ying away, but he didn't expect Zhao Ying to suddenly look up and use his hands to hold his big palm tightly. After opening and closing his mouth, he finally said, "Big Brother Song, I, I like you!"

"Really? But I do not like you." Song Haoran was not the least bit touched and immediately got rid of his hand as he coldly replied.

"I know. You like Gong Lixin." Zhao Yin grabbed his sleeve and said so through his tears.

The look in Song Haoran's eyes changed and he stared at Zhao Ying. Zhao Ying pulled up his lips into a smile filled with pity and distress and slowly added, "Wherever Gong Lixin's going, you're also going. Whatever task Gong Lixin picks up, you also pick up. Whatever Gong Lixin wants, you will bring it over to him without a second thought. You are so obvious yet the fool can't even see it. However, the fool you like is Gong Lixin and he doesn't like you at all and doesn't take your feelings seriously! Big Brother Song, give up on him! And look at me! I am willing to do anything for you!"

With a moment of bravery, Zhao Ying plunged into his arms, stood on his tiptoes and kissed Song Haoran on the lips.

Song Haoran didn't even blink, his eyes took on a red tint. He was about to reach out and push Zhao Ying away, but before he could, a white delicate hand grabbed Zhao Ying's collar first and pulled him away from Song Haoran's embrace.

"Lixin!?" Seeing the person in front of him, Song Haoran yelled out loud and his mood became even more annoyed. d.a.m.n it! I don't know if he came early or came late, but he's here. What if Lixin misunderstood?

Lin Wenbo was taken by Gong Lixin to go and find Song Haoran in order to play landlord, but he didn't expect to see such a big confession. He leaned back against a door for a moment with his brows scrunched up. He looked at Gong Lixin as he pulled Zhao Ying away and held him by the neck before slamming him against the wall. The trouble going on in his heart was no less than what was happening in Song Haoran's heart.

His friend wasn't a patient person and suppressing his feelings for the past year, it was about time that they would burst out. This was an excellent opportunity for him and, with his understanding of his friend, the other party would definitely make good use of it. However, what should he do? Aside from continuing to bear the pain, there was no other solution!

Thinking up until there, Lin Wenbo closed his eyes meekly.

Gong Lixin didn't notice the intense ups and downs of Lin Wenbo's and Song Haoran's feelings as he was focused on Zhao Ying. This person dared to go behind his back and confess his filthy feelings for Big Brother Song! It was simply unforgivable!

His clear eyes were occupied by a haze of anger. He calmly looked at Zhao Ying and gradually tightened the fingers that held the other's throat. He said, "Who are you to question my relations.h.i.+p with Big Brother Song? You say I don't like Big Brother Song? I am willing to do anything for him, even kill!"

The last sentence was full of meaning. The strong chilling, murderous aura made Zhao Ying pale. Zhao Ying's legs shook and, slowly, a pale-yellow liquid spread beneath him. He was so scared that he p.i.s.sed himself.

As for Song Haoran, his troubled mood instantly settled down and his face had an ecstatic expression as he looked at Gong Lixin.

[1]Editor’s Note: Yellow Book: This can mean erotic novels, p.o.r.nography, etc.