44: Chapter 42: Zhao Changsheng 44: Chapter 42: Zhao Changsheng “Hmm…” Zhao Changsheng stroked his sharp chin, recalling with a pair of attractive fox-like eyes, “Big eyes, not too tall, with a little mouth that’s quite cute.”
Li Qian instantly thought of who it could be with that description.
Old Shen Du pondered for a moment, quickly recalling the inmates in the prison dormitory, and eventually spoke, “In three days, she will be released from prison along with Lu Chen, and then she’ll be at your disposal.”
“Deal!” Zhao Changsheng stood up, his fox-like eyes squinting with excitement, “Then I’ll be leaving first.”
After the man left, Hao Hu, who had been silent until now, spoke, “Boss, what makes you think that woman can kill Lu Chen?”
When I invited her from the town, she had the strongest Thunder power among the currently known superpowers,” Old Shen Du coughed a few times, drank some tea, and leaned back in his chair, “This isn’t like before the apocalypse; they don’t have support.
With her and our people, our work will be twice as effective.”
If that elusive woman really could kill Lu Chen and help him and his brother avenge their deaths, he would definitely swallow today’s humiliation.
Old Shen Du let out a few sinister laughs, exhaling, “You can go out now.”
After Hao Hu left, he again said to Li Qian, “Get ready, after Lu Chen is killed, I want to Devour Zhao Changsheng’s Skill.”
In Old Shen Du’s eyes, Lu Chen’s Devouring superpower was already a foregone conclusion, and since he could become a Dual Ability user, Old Shen Du was convinced he could too.
Li Qian smiled faintly, touching his nose gracefully, “Understood.”
When he stepped out the door, a hint of cold light flashed in his eyes.
After Lu Chen changed his clothes, the three of them planned to head to the prison’s cafeteria for lunch.
In Su Mo’s words, it was a chance not to be missed, “There’s no such thing as a free lunch,” although the deeper meaning behind her words was not about the food.
Many ordinary people were lined up at the corner window to get their steamed buns, which was the only meal they could eat that day.
They kept their distance from the superpower users, with nobody daring to overstep the boundaries, showing despondent expressions as they queued orderly.
Ordinary people needed to line up for food, and so did superpower users, but the line also included many burly men who were original residents of the prison and not superpower users.
It seemed that only the outsiders among the ordinary people were limited to one meal a day.
Many of the burly men gave the trio disdainful looks, but Su Mo didn’t care – after all, they were considered the most wanted murderers now.
With just a glance, Lu Chen sent them recoiling back.
She looked away, no longer paying them any attention, and focused on lining up, her thoughts on Su Niang, who was busy serving food inside the window.
When it was Su Mo’s turn, she received simple fare: mashed potatoes, two steamed buns, and a small dish of vegetables.
As she received her plate, Su Mo put on a cute, charming smile and took the opportunity to cozy up, “Su Niang, do you remember me?”
Upon looking up, Su Niang saw a petite and adorable young girl before her, and she immediately expressed a kind face, “Of course, of course, we just met this morning, didn’t we?
You are such a lovely girl.”
“I really like the mashed potatoes you make,” Su Mo continued with a beaming smile and flattery.
Kindly laughing, Su Niang, knowing the girl was personally brought by Li Qian and must be important, immediately said, “Oh, that’s great.
If you like it, come and see me anytime.”
She then specially added an extra spoonful of mashed potatoes and poured some fragrant sauce over it.
“Alright then,” Su Mo said.
Only after someone behind her prompted her did Su Mo leave contentedly with her tray.
The three of them found a table and sat down with their cutlery.
Jianxiong bit into a bun and asked her, “Sister, why were you chatting up that old lady?”
“You don’t understand,” Su Mo shook her head at him, then turned to Lu Chen with a smile, “But you definitely understand.”
The man glanced at her sideways, tapped his chopsticks on her plate, and said coldly, “Eat.”
Su Mo pouted and started eating with her chopsticks.
Anyway, this wasn’t the first time Jianxiong was perplexed.
He shrugged and started devouring his meal, mumbling with his mouth full, “I must say, Su Niang really does make delicious food.”
“Haha, just eat yours,” Su Mo laughed and scooped up a spoon of mashed potatoes into her mouth.
Zhao Changsheng walked out of the prison guard’s office, thinking of grabbing something to eat, and as soon as she entered the canteen, she spotted Su Mo sitting there, eating.
From the side, her little mouth was puffed up like a small hamster, incessantly munching on food; her beautiful fox-like eyes immediately sparkled at the sight as she strode over with long legs.
The atmosphere in the already tense canteen heated up with her entrance.
Because this woman’s figure was truly stunning—curvaceous in all the right places—, even a simple t-shirt couldn’t hide her perfect body.
But not a single man dared to come up and flirt with her; in this prison, no one dared to offend a woman with the strongest superpower.
Seated across from Su Mo, facing the entrance, Jianxiong noticed the woman heading straight for them.
He too was seldom taken aback by such stunning beauty—the woman’s hair was unevenly cut short, but it didn’t hide her charming face.
It was clear her destination was their table, and he immediately nudged Lu Chen, who was sitting with his back to the entrance, “Boss, a pretty lady is coming this way.”
Chewing on her spoon, Su Mo paused, suddenly feeling a prickling sensation on her back.
She turned around; it was the short-haired beauty from the front desk that morning.
Jianxiong originally thought such an attractive woman would definitely be after his boss, but to his surprise, Zhao Changsheng stopped right in front of Su Mo, with a suspicious blush on her face.
“What a coincidence.”
Why was this sexy girl so shy around her?
It had been the same that morning.
Su Mo shivered slightly but still mustered a sweet smile in response, “Indeed.”
With that sweet smile, Zhao Changsheng’s eyes seemed to burst with pink bubbles, not knowing where to rest her hands, she simply plunked herself down next to Jianxiong and stared straight at her.
Su Mo felt like she was starting to understand why Lu Chen sometimes looked at her with a glowering expression.
“So, you’re not just a receptionist,” she said, feeling unnerved by the intense gaze—she didn’t know her, did she?
“Let me introduce myself, I am Zhao Changsheng, a Thunder power user,” Zhao Changsheng reached out her hand with a captivating smile.
“Nice to meet you,” Su Mo was about to shake hands politely when her hand was suddenly stopped.
Lu Chen’s icy gaze met Zhao Changsheng head-on, “Is there something you need?”
Zhao Changsheng’s fox-like eyes narrowed, missing the touch of that small hand by a hair.
Out of consideration for Su Mo and a touch of electricity that just skimmed her hand, she didn’t erupt on the spot: “And who are you?”
“Lu Chen,” Su Mo tugged at his hand from under the table.
What’s going on here?
Why did these two have the feeling that they were about to clash at first sight?
“Lu Chen?” Zhao Changsheng had a sudden realization—was this the man that old geezer wanted dead?
“You know our boss?” Jianxiong asked, confused, as he put down his chopsticks.
“No,” Zhao Changsheng withdrew her hand.
Lu Chen’s good looks didn’t catch her interest; her gaze remained fixed on Su Mo.