Quick Transmigration: Homewrecker System! Chapter 281
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Long Zhen smiled, "So, are you going to sleep here with me or…"
Long Zhen approached James Grind, who looked nervous. He gently caressed James Grind's thigh, which in turn made James Grind shuddered. "W—What are you doing?!" James Grind yelled. He tried to distance himself, but Long Zhen suddenly grabbed his thigh.
"Well, I'm just asking. Since you are in my room right now. It will be quite awkward if we are not doing something more… intimate, right?"
"T—T—This is harassment! Master Long Zhen, you are harassing me! Hands off!" James Grind said. He took out the small knife from his sleeve and pointed it at Long Zhen. But his hand was trembling, so it didn't look threatening at all.
Long Zhen chuckled amusedly. He tilted his head and said, "Well, look at this. You are the one who is infiltrating my mansion, possibly took something in my property… like cookie dough, and planned to assassinate me here. I think, if we call the police now, we already know which one will get jailed. Right?"
"That raw cookie dough… so you've set everything up?!" James Grind was shocked. He thought that he had perfect information about Long Zhen here, but it turned out, Long Zhen already one-upped him.
"Of course," Long Zhen grinned. "I am Master Long Zhen, after all. I know your identity, your plan, and your organization."
'And I know your mission because you did the same thing in the past, Jamie…' Long Zhen said in his heart.
James Grind gulped when Long Zhen checkmated him with all his deeds.
"Or are you going to say that you are here to visit me and have a fun time by crashing on my bed like this? I don't mind that."
"N—No! Of course not! I am here to kill you!" James Grind stubbornly said. He gritted his teeth and stabbed Long Zhen with his knife. Long Zhen pinched the knife with his thumb and index finger and shook his head.
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"This is a dangerous toy, Mister Assassin. You shouldn't play with something like this, or you will get hurt," Long Zhen said.
"I'm not a kid! I'm dangerous!" James Grind yelled persistently. He pulled his knife and stabbed Long Zhen again. And Long Zhen caught the knife by pinching it for the second time. Knowing his attempt was useless, James Grind threw his knife away. He used his smartwatch to shoot a taser at Long Zhen, but it seemed that his watch was broken from the fall.
"Ah, damnit! It's broken again!" James Grind complained.
"Hm? What is it?" Long Zhen asked.
"My taser watch is broken again…" James Grind pouted. "This thing is always useless when I need it the most."
"Well, it's fine. I can buy you a new one later. Maybe I will ask your Director to upgrade it for you," Long Zhen said.
"No, no, I will just ask HenTai. He is good with this stuff," James Grind said. "Hm… I wonder if I should call HenTai now…"
Long Zhen's gentle gaze darkened in less than a second the moment James Grind mentioned another man called HenTai. "Who is this HenTai guy?" he asked with a frown. Long Zhen's hand slowly crept up as he also closed his distance with James Grind.
"Well, HenTai is my colleague in my organization. He is a good person. His real name is Henderson Taichi!" James Grind said without much thought.
**
Taichi, who was chilling quite far from the mansion, was shocked when Senior Grind outed him just like that. Long Zhen was the most powerful mafia lord in this country and had a significant impact worldwide.
"How could you be this dumb! James Grind, don't out me like that!" HenTai yelled in the monitor.
**
"Then, why do you call him HenTai? Is that a nickname or…?" Long Zhen continued prying.
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"Ah, well, you see, his name is Henderson Taichi. HENderson TAIchi. So to make us closer as a partner-in-crime, I decided to just call him HenTai! It's like a cute nickname!" James Grind said.
"Oh… I see…" Long Zhen's amused grin turned malicious in an instant. "You seem to be very close to this HenTai guy. Are you two dating or something?"
"Dating? No, no, well… we are just good friend! But I've already requested him if I can visit his house or something in the future. You know, we are going to be a long-time partner after all!" James Grind said naively. He didn't notice Long Zhen's dark gaze.
Long Zhen's hands slowly crept up until his hand reached James Grind's waist. He pushed James Grind so he would lay on the soft bed. Long Zhen put his two hands beside James Grind's shoulder and trapped the cute spy in his bed, so the cute spy wouldn't be able to run away.
Long Zhen's gaze was dark, and there was a foreign hot feeling in his heart. As if that feeling slowly tormented him. Long Zhen shook his head as he didn't want to admit this feeling inside him.
Long Zhen stared at James Grind, who was completely at his mercy, then he asked, "What would you do if I kill that HenTai guy?"
James Grind's eyes widened. He shook his head vehemently and glared at Long Zhen. "HenTai is my partner! He is the one that provides me with many cool gadgets, and he is a good person! I won't allow you to kill him!"
"I see," Long Zhen scoffed. "That HenTai guy got you so worked up like this. I didn't know that you can play favourites like this."
**
"Okay, that's it. I'm leaving this job. It is time for me to pack up and go somewhere to start anew. Maybe I should be a farmer in the countryside. I should ask Director for early retirement money," HenTai packed up all his gadgets and deactivated his fly drone, leaving James Grind alone with Long Zhen.
**
"Favourites? Well, he is my partner. Of course, I have to protect him as well," James Grind replied. "Speaking of which, why am I in this position! Master Long Zhen, I'm here to kill you. I am your assassin, remember?"
Long Zhen ignored that. He only focused on James Grind's first sentence. "So you can easily claim that someone is your partner as well, interesting."
"Master Long, why do you keep going on and on about this! Let me go first, so I can complete my mission later!"
"Don't be his partner anymore," Long Zhen said abruptly.
"Huh? But HenTai and I have been working quite well together…" James Grind shook his head again. "It's hard to get a good partner. I think I fit perfectly with him!"
Long Zhen starting to get impatient with James Grind's stubbornness. "Leave him. You cannot be a partner with anyone."
"A spy and assassin like me need a good partner!"
Long Zhen knew James Grind's stubbornness could be too much sometimes. Since he didn't want to ditch that partner, Long Zhen had to use coercive way.
"Ah! M—Master Long!" Long Zhen ripped James Grind's shirt with his hands quickly, and then he leaned closer until his lips were near James Grind's ear.
'Ditch your partner, or I will eat you right here, right now.'
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