bigabreads Chapter 115, Part 3: Crushing the iron ball, he grabbed her hand and pressed down on the veins: Touc
Chapter 115, Part 3: Crushing the iron ball, he grabbed her hand and pressed down on the veins: Touc
As the voice downstairs called out "Master Qian has arrived," Qin Yue straightened his clothes, a cold smile playing on his lips, and turned to go downstairs to set up the main hall.
Su Wan originally wanted to go and see what was going on, but she had just reached the top of the stairs.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
A series of dull, rhythmic footsteps, accompanied by heavy breathing, came from the direction of the training ground in the backyard.
Immediately afterwards, a strong, hot, masculine scent surged into the corridor.
It's the third brother, Qin Meng.
He had just finished a set of punches, and was now shirtless, wearing only loose black pants and black rubber boots.
His bronze-colored muscles, glistening with sweat, resembled an impenetrable fortress that had been boiled in oil. Beads of sweat trickled down his broad shoulders and bulging chest, gathering in the clearly defined lines of his abdominal muscles before disappearing into the edge of his waistband.
In his hand, he was also holding two heavy, solid iron walnuts that made a "crackling" sound.
"sister in law?"
When Qin Meng looked up and saw Su Wan, his eyes, which had been filled with murderous intent, instantly lit up, as if he were a big wolfhound that had spotted a bone.
He instinctively wanted to rush over, but then suddenly braked the car three steps away from Su Wan.
"I...I'm dirty."
He awkwardly slung the iron walnut behind his back, his Adam's apple bobbing, but his gaze remained fixed on Su Wan, unable to look away.
"I'm covered in sweat, I'm afraid the smell will bother my sister-in-law."
Looking at the body before her, brimming with explosive power, Su Wan didn't retreat; instead, she took a step forward and pulled out a handkerchief:
"Silly Third Brother, what are you afraid of in your own yard? Hurry up and wipe yourself dry, don't catch a cold."
However, before her hand could even touch him...
"ah--!!"
A piercing scream suddenly rang out from the courtyard downstairs, followed by Master Qian's hoarse roar:
"What a waste! Feeding chickens with tribute rice?! You bunch of peasants! You've all gone mad! You're all insane!"
Qin Meng's brows furrowed instantly into a deep knot.
In that instant, his aura changed.
From a gentle golden retriever, it instantly transformed into a rabid bear whose territory had been invaded.
"Who's the fool who's yelling like that?"
A fierce glint appeared in Qin Meng's eyes.
"It's Master Qian." Su Wan withdrew her hand and sighed helplessly. "He probably saw the rice we use to feed the chickens and got a shock from it."
"How dare you yell at your sister-in-law like that?"
Qin Meng snorted coldly, his muscles instantly tensing and veins bulging:
"I'm going to cripple him!"
……
In the courtyard.
Master Qian was hunched over picking up grains of rice, trembling with heartache. He looked up and saw Su Wan walking down the corridor; his beady eyes widened instantly.
"Oh...this young lady..."
The wealthy man, overcome with lust, ignored the chicken droppings on the ground and scrambled to his feet, trying to get closer to Su Wan.
"He's really handsome... It's a shame he's with these peasants. Why don't you come back to the city with me? I'll guarantee you a life of luxury..."
His greasy, dirty hand, which had just been handling chicken droppings, was about to touch Su Wan's sleeve.
"call--"
A gust of wind swept by.
I couldn't even make out the person's figure.
A massive mountain of flesh, radiating scorching heat, stood directly in front of Su Wan.
That was an absolute physical dominance.
Even though Qian Yuanwai was 1.6 meters tall, he had to crane his neck to see Qin Meng's broad, wall-like chest.
"What...what do you want to do?" Master Qian's legs went weak with fear at the sight of the menacing aura emanating from him.
Qin Meng completely ignored him.
He merely tilted his head slightly, using his peripheral vision to confirm that Su Wan was in the safe zone behind him, before lowering his head to look at Master Qian as if he were an ant.
"Which hand tried to touch my sister-in-law just now?"
His voice was deep, with a metallic, hoarse quality.
"I...I'm here to discuss business! I'm a distinguished guest of Master Qin!"
The wealthy man, outwardly fierce but inwardly weak, shouted:
"What? You think you can hit me, you gatekeeper? Believe me or not, I'll have the magistrate arrest you both!"
"Arrest me?"
Qin Meng grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
He slowly extended his right hand.
In the palm of my hand lay two solid iron walnuts, each the size of a fist.
"Master, watch carefully."
Qin Meng's hand slowly closed.
That instant.
Standing behind him, Su Wan could clearly see the muscles in his back bulging like a fully drawn bow, ready to burst forth! The veins on his arms snaked and coiled like dragons, exuding a chilling explosive power.
"Squeak—squeak—"
A sickening metallic creaking sound rang out.
Under the horrified gaze of Master Qian.
Those two incredibly hard iron walnuts, in Qin Meng's palm, were like two dough balls, gradually deforming, being squeezed, and merging...
At last.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Iron filings flying everywhere!
Two iron walnuts were forcibly crushed into a piece of scrap iron!
Several sharp pieces of iron slag were even sent flying, whizzing past Master Qian's cheek and embedding themselves deeply into the wooden pillar behind him!
"ah--!!"
The wealthy man was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud, his crotch instantly becoming wet.
Is this enough manpower?!
If you were to grab his neck like that...
"roll."
Qin Meng uttered a single word.
No unnecessary words.
Master Qian stumbled and crawled out of the gate, abandoning the silver he had brought, howling like a banshee, losing one of his shoes in the process.
……
The courtyard was quiet.
The group of barbarian guards were filled with awe and worship at the sight of their Third Master's incredible strength.
Qin Meng ignored everyone else.
He turned around, and the fierce and menacing aura he had just exuded vanished instantly.
But he did not approach Su Wan immediately.
Instead, he looked at his right hand with some annoyance.
His palms were covered in black rust and iron filings, and because he had exerted too much force, the skin on his thumb and forefinger was cut by the iron filings, and a little blood seeped out.
"sister in law……"
Like a child who had done something wrong, he hid his hands behind his back.
"Am I...am I too fierce?"
"I couldn't control myself... and I made a mess of the ground."
Seeing him like this, Su Wan's heart softened completely.
She stepped forward and, without a word, pulled his right hand, which was hidden behind his back.
"Third Brother."
Su Wan's voice was soft, tinged with heartache.
She took out a handkerchief and, bit by bit, very carefully wiped away the iron filings and bloodstains from his palm.
Cool fingertips touched his hot, rough, calloused palms.
The sensation sent a shiver down Qin Meng's spine.
"hiss……"
He gasped.
It doesn't hurt.
It's itchy.
The itch traveled along the nerves in his palm and went straight to his heart, making him feel hot all over and his mouth dry.
"Sister-in-law... stop wiping."
Qin Meng's voice was terribly hoarse, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.
He looked at Su Wan, who was focused on wiping her hands, her delicate profile like jade, and her two parted red lips.
The string of reason snapped.
He suddenly turned his hand and grabbed Su Wan's slender wrist.
"Third Brother?" Su Wan exclaimed in surprise, looking up at him.
But they met a pair of eyes burning with fierce flames.
"Sister-in-law, feel it."
Qin Meng held her hand and didn't let go. Instead, he led her upwards by the hand.
We passed over those iron filings, and over those wounds.
It was pressed directly onto the forearm muscles that were swollen and congested from the extreme force he had exerted.
There, veins bulged, it was as hard as stone and as hot as a furnace.
"Look..."
Qin Meng took a step closer, casting Su Wan's entire body into his massive shadow.
He leaned down slightly, his nose almost touching her forehead, his breathing heavy and carrying a strong, aggressive masculine scent.
"When I was squeezing that lump of iron just now... I didn't even feel it."
"But when my sister-in-law touched it..."
"My arm... is just too stiff."
Su Wan's face flushed red instantly.
What kind of outrageous and inhumane words are these!
The sensation under my palm was terrifying. That wasn't flesh; it was clearly steel containing terrifying power! And it was even pulsating slightly, as if it might explode at any moment.
"You...you let go!" Su Wan tried to pull her hand back.
"Not loose."
Qin Meng resorted to shameless tactics.
Instead of letting go, he grabbed her hand and continued upwards, past her elbow, over her upper arm, and finally...
He pressed down hard on his left pectoral muscle, which was throbbing the most violently.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The heartbeat was strong and powerful, making Su Wan's palms go numb.
"Listen to this, sister-in-law."
Qin Meng stared into her eyes, his gaze naked and direct, filled with a desire to devour her whole.
"When that fatso was looking at you just now... the fire here almost melted that iron walnut."
"I really want to gouge his eyes out."
"but……"
He suddenly lowered his head, pressing his sweaty forehead against Su Wan's, his voice becoming somewhat aggrieved and coquettish:
"I'm afraid my sister-in-law will think I'm cruel."
"I held back."
"sister in law……"
He rubbed his rough cheek against the back of her soft hand, like a large, ferocious beast seeking a caress.
"I'm so obedient..."
"Sister-in-law, could you... give me a reward?"
Su Wan's legs went weak from his charm.
This is hardly the image of a tough, strong man.
This is clearly a big wolfhound wearing a bear skin, but only wagging its tail at her!
"What...what reward do you want?" Su Wan's voice trembled slightly.
Qin Meng's eyes darkened.
He looked at Su Wan's rosy lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed again.
"I think..."
He leaned close to her ear, his breath hot against her skin, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear:
"I'm covered in sweat... and I haven't washed yet."
"Sister-in-law, could you...?"
"Could you help me scrub my back?"
"Use...my sister-in-law's hand."
Su Wan: "..."
Back rub?
Looking at those muscles, that burning body temperature, that overflowing hormones...
If you wipe it on...
I'm afraid that if we keep rubbing them, we might just start a fire!
"Master! Master!"
Just then, the oblivious Huhe rushed in again:
"That rich man Qian ran away! He even left his shoes by the door! Should we chase after him?"
Qin Meng's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He reluctantly released Su Wan's hand, turned his head, and there he was again, the menacing King of Hell:
"What the hell are you chasing me for! Pick up the shoe and throw it in the latrine!"
After saying that, he turned back, grinned at Su Wan, and changed his expression faster than flipping through a book:
"Sister-in-law, you go back inside and wait... I'm going to take a cold shower and get myself clean before asking for my reward!"
Watching his cheerful figure run towards the bathroom, Su Wan covered her burning face and sighed helplessly.