The Doomsday Man Is A Tentacle Monster

After a night of mental pain that made people want to live and die, Luo Lin finally told all the information Zhang Hao wanted to know.

Zhang Hao kindly sent him on his way home.

After dealing with the pile of mud-like objects and Luo Lin's body that was torn to pieces by the tentacles, Zhang Hao returned to the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mihir walking out of the cubicle wearing light pajamas and holding a water glass.

Zhang Hao was not polite, walked up directly and sat down on the soft sofa like an uncle.

Mihir glanced sideways at Zhang Hao, and just as he was about to sit down, Zhang Hao said unceremoniously, "I'm thirsty and want to drink water."

Mihir glanced at Zhang Hao angrily, "No!"

"Oh." Zhang Hao nodded and pretended to stand up, "Then I'll ask Xue Qishui where she is."

Mihir suddenly stood up and shouted angrily at Zhang Hao, "How dare you!"

Zhang Hao sat on the sofa again in a particularly comfortable posture, with an imperceptible smile on his lips and said "I want to drink water."

"You guy!" At this moment, Mihir wanted to tear Zhang Hao into pieces, but thinking of his cute little Xueqi's words, he finally had to take a long breath and spit it out to calm himself down. " I'll get it for you, just wait! Every word is almost forced out from between the teeth.

Zhang Hao looked at Mihir's angular back in pajamas with more interest, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

She was only angry with her yesterday because she hated Mihir's attitude towards him.

But today he didn't know where his interest came from. He insisted on being angry with this tigress. It was probably because he easily solved the virus on Xue Qi and got the information he wanted to know.

A minute later, Mihir handed a bottle of water to Zhang Hao and sat down on another sofa.

I saw Zhang Hao looking at Mihir with a look of disdain, "How do I know if you have poisoned the water to kill me?" As he said, he handed the water to Mihir, "Okay, you go first Take a sip and make sure there is no thunder before I can drink it with confidence."

Mihir didn't even look at Zhang Hao and asked, "Do you want to drink or not?"

"Oh." Zhang Hao stood up and said calmly, "I'd better go find Xue Qi and give me water to drink. After all, she won't poison me."

"You..." Mihir was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

She grabbed the water in front of her and drank it in one gulp, then slammed the bottle on the table.

Zhang Hao looked at the empty bottle in shock [and blurted out, "You are a hippopotamus, right? Ten people drank such a big bottle of water? What did you want me to drink?"

Mihir gritted his teeth and unconsciously touched his hand back. Then he remembered that he was wearing pajamas, so he had to give up and stood up to get Zhang Hao a bottle of water again.

Mihir sat down, crossed his arms, looked at Zhang Hao and said, "I am a cheerful person. You should have thought it through in one night, right? Tell me, what are the conditions before you are willing to leave Xue Qi?"

"Yes." Zhang Hao took a sip of water and nodded, "I understand."

"Tell me your conditions." Michelle got straight to the point. All she wanted at this moment was to drive Zhang Hao out of the house as soon as possible.

Then Zhang Hao leaned on the sofa and said calmly, "I understand why Xue Qi is so naive. It's all because you structured her living environment and excluded all strangers from her own world. Her life, even There is nothing in her life that was not arranged by you."

"That's enough." Mihir rudely interrupted Zhang Hao's answer, "Don't talk about these digressions. It's not your turn to take care of our own family affairs. Come on, tell me what you want!"

But Zhang Hao looked sideways at Mihir and said casually, "How can you give me what I want?"

"Hmph!" Mihir sneered, "What a loud tone! Tell me, what do you want?"

"I want the virus to be extinct, can you give it to me?" Zhang Hao looked serious.

"You..." Mihir took two deep breaths again to calm down. "Okay, okay! It seems like you don't want to have a good talk with me, right?"

Zhang Hao shrugged, "There is nothing to talk about between us."

Mihir stood up with murderous intent and pointed at Zhang Hao, "You have to argue with me, don't you?"

Zhang Hao sat comfortably on the sofa and even put his feet on the coffee table and said leisurely, "If you want to do it, just do it."

"You think I don't dare!?" As he said that, Mihir turned his hands into claws and pinched Zhang Hao's neck directly.

But seeing that Zhang Hao did not dodge and resist at all, he smiled playfully, "What should I say if Xue Qi asks me where I got the injuries?"

Suddenly, Mihir's hand stopped just a hair away from Zhang Hao's neck.

The moment Mihir stopped in front of Zhang Hao, the scenery inside could be seen at a glance. Looking at Mihir in front of him, Zhang Hao whistled kindly and stretched out his hand towards Mihir, who was already so angry. The distorted face touched Qu Gu.

The lubrication across her fingertips made Zhang Hao slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the maintenance of the thirty-year-old woman in front of him was no worse than that of a young woman in her twenties.

Although (Wang Qian) said he was a little surprised, Zhang Hao commented casually, "My skin is a bit dry, but for your age, you have taken good care of yourself."

Mihirke never expected that Zhang Hao would dare to do such a frivolous thing to her. She was stunned for a moment, and then immediately stood up and stepped back to keep a distance from Zhang Hao.

But when she heard what Zhang Hao said later, the anger in her eyes became even more intense: "You touched my aunt, so you have to praise me! Now you are picking on me! This man is so disgusting!"

"You are simply looking for death!" Mihir picked up the cup at hand and raised it above his head.

I saw Zhang Hao standing up and taking a step forward in front of Mihir without caring. Then with a nonchalant expression, he stretched out his hand again and slid across the skin of Mihir's face...