The Chef Rules the Last Days-Chapter 36 - 34 Prison (10)

36: Chapter 34: Prison (10)

36: Chapter 34: Prison (10)

The door was unlocked from outside with a spare key.

Su Mo was covered entirely by Lu Chen, revealing only a head and the prominent bite marks on her neck.

Combined with her slightly reddened cheeks, it left one with wandering thoughts.

The burly gatekeeper who entered searched every nook and cranny of the room, not even sparing the bathroom.

Finding nothing but a few water stains, they were completely ashen-faced.

Jianxiong waved his arms, hustling people out:

“Alright, alright, get going.

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Don’t you see we’re busy here?”

After everyone had been expelled by Jianxiong, Zhao Xiweng came in, saw the scene, twisted her head, and limped back to her room.

With a ‘bang,’ she shut the door.

Hearing the closing door next door, Jianxiong shook his head, sighed, and told the two on the bed, “I’ll stand guard outside.”

After he finished speaking, he closed Lu Chen’s room door, plunging the interior into darkness.

Feeling something metallic and hard at the root of his thigh, Lu Chen asked the girl beneath him in a cold voice, “Did you bring something?”

“Eh?” Su Mo looked at him with a puzzled face, then suddenly, it dawned on her, and her hand moved inside the sleeping bag to grope for her pocket.

He watched the girl fumbling around beneath him, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

“Ah!

Found it!” Su Mo exclaimed excitedly, tilting her head back, her nose grazing past Lu Chen’s icy, thin lips.

A delicate and small revolver was pulled out by her, careful to grip the handle to prevent accidental discharge.

“It was from when you gave it to me at Jiang Residence.

I had to collect your corpse, and since there wasn’t enough space, I put it in my pocket instead.”

“….”.

So, what had been pressing against his thigh was a gun?

The flame in Lu Chen’s abdomen instantly extinguished, his expression darkening.

He pulled open the sleeping bag’s zipper and turned over to get off her.

“What’s wrong?”

Su Mo felt the atmospheric pressure around them dropping; she got up and leaned against the wall, her arms beginning to break out in goosebumps.

Meeting her innocent, moist eyes, Lu Chen sat cross-legged on the bed and let out a cold laugh, forcing out a few words through his throat, “What’s wrong?”

That expression seemed to be asking Su Mo, do you even have the face to ask me…

Su Mo glanced at the gun in her hand, then at him.

Her gaze uncontrollably traversed his stunning physique, then her face flushed red.

She had just placed it in her pocket; if it had really gone off, she would have been greatly at fault…

“Wasn’t I just collecting the corpse for you?

Look at this face and don’t mind it, yeah?” She raised a cute and soft smile, looking adorably close to him as she said pleasingly.

Speaking of this, Lu Chen’s eyes became complex.

Still, he extended his hand with long fingers spread open to touch her face, preventing her from coming closer.

“Get down.”

“….Oh.” Su Mo pouted and reluctantly climbed off the small bed.

The room quieted down for a while.

Su Mo leaned against the door stealthily watching the handsome man get dressed.

After being shot down by a glance, she turned away, reflecting inwardly on how he could be both cold and desiring at the same time.

Once dressed, a small and exquisite ankle pouch appeared in Lu Chen’s hand.

He said to Su Mo in a cold voice,

“Hand over the gun.”

“Oh.” Su Mo complied and walked over to pass it to him.

He took the handgun and placed it into the ankle pouch.

“Is that also what you brought back from Jiang Residence?” Su Mo curious, knowing that he had collected many weapons she didn’t understand.

Lu Chen bent down, lifting her sweatpants to start tying the ankle pouch.

He asked her in a low voice, “Why did you collect those bodies?”

Su Mo stated matter-of-factly, “I looked at the heads of those bodies.

The cuts were very neat, all severed by a single slice.”

She believed that after killing a dozen superpower users with such skill, there should be no one left in the prison.

“So?”

She looked down at the silver hair on top of Lu Chen’s head and said, “After collecting the corpses, they don’t even know how these people died, so how can they be sure it was us who killed them?”

“Moreover, we are publicly known not to possess Space superpowers.”

Lu Chen had saved her too many times, and she would not allow anything to happen to him.

Lu Chen had already thought about this matter, but his space was filled with food, so he abandoned the idea and left an escape route.

With the leg wrap secured, Lu Chen pulled up her pants and stood up: “Don’t be reckless in the future.”

“Then please tell me if there’s trouble next time, I can help you,” Su Mo looked up at him, her eyes earnest.

He pondered for a moment before finally answering, “Hmm.”

The small and exquisite handgun was thus strapped to her thigh.

Su Mo’s smile grew even broader, but facing Lu Chen’s still icy face, she managed to control her facial expression.

After they were ready, Lu Chen opened the door to let Jianxiong in.

Jianxiong stared at the bite marks on Su Mo’s neck, dumbfounded: “Sis, did you two really…

you know?”

“Pfft,” Su Mo laughed, touched the mark on her neck, her heart skipped a beat, and she replied slyly, “What do you think?”

Jianxiong, facing his boss’s poker face, started to doubt his initial thought; this didn’t seem like the demeanor of someone who had just finished the deed: “Come on, what’s really going on?

Downstairs, there are 15 missing superpower users and the rooms are all bloody, supposedly all dead.”

Speaking of those 15 dissected corpses, Su Mo’s smile faded slightly as she whispered: “They’re in my space.”

This time Jianxiong was stunned; his gaze swept back and forth between Lu Chen and Su Mo: “So…

you two went out in the middle of the night to do this?”

She nodded, though to be precise, it was this man who had done it.

“Well done!” Jianxiong’s heavy hand slapped her thigh vigorously, his expression a bit excited: “I’ve been annoyed with them for a long time!”

“Enough,” Lu Chen gave him a cold look: “Be careful, walls have ears.”

“Oh, right, right,” Jianxiong hurriedly shut up.

Just as he finished speaking, a few footsteps sounded outside the door.

Li Qian, having received the news, immediately brought Hao Hu and a group of people over, saying as he walked, “Notify everyone to assemble in the airing yard.”

“Got it,” realizing the seriousness of the situation, Hao Hu didn’t delay and hurriedly called his brothers to spread the message.

Li Qian stood outside their room with a group of people and gently knocked on the door.

“Admiral Lu, all residents in the dormitory are to assemble in the airing yard.”

Su Mo glanced at Lu Chen; they had to make the act convincing.

Pretending to be very weak, she was half-encircled by him as he opened the door.

Li Qian wasn’t wearing the destroyed glasses but still habitually touched his nose bridge, his gaze lingering on the three of them for a moment before he politely said, “Please.”

Zhao Xiweng from next door also came out, limping and leaning against the wall; Jianxiong only gave her a glance without offering help.

“Let’s go,” Lu Chen said indifferently, draping an arm around Su Mo.

Surrounded by several strong men, they walked outside, no one helped Zhao Xiweng; she fell slightly behind, a large man following closely behind her, her head down, eyes obscured by her slightly long, messy hair.

Mo Yan, leading the Southern University superpower users down from the third floor, happened to meet them; Chu Mengyao caught sight of the solitary Zhao Xiweng, her expression shifted slightly.

She left Mo Yan’s side and quickly walked down the stairs to Xiwen, taking one of her hands:

“I’ll help you.”