Old Domain Bizarre

Chapter 26 Enslavement
Reaching out to touch the collar around her neck, Song Jianguo's eyes were filled with shock and fear. She couldn't even care less about Zhang Wenda frantically touching her ears.

But the next second, she glared at Zhang Wenda with murderous eyes, baring her teeth and claws as she lunged at him. "I'm going to kill you!!"

However, Zhang Wenda simply said, "Lie down." Song Jianguo immediately lay down obediently on the spot, looking at him with a humiliated and indignant expression.

Zhang Wenda walked over, smiled, and gently patted the other person's cheek with one hand, saying, "Let me give you a heads-up: you're completely finished. Come here and give me a back massage, a gentle massage, a tender massage."

Despite his strong resistance, Song Jianguo's body moved on its own, beyond his control.

While enjoying the service, Zhang Wenda watched the other person's expression—wanting to kill him but having no choice but to obey his orders—feeling incredibly comfortable. He hadn't felt this comfortable since he came here.

Zhang Wenda heard Song Jianguo's almost clenched teeth cursing in his ears, "You just wait! One day I will break free from your control! One day! Then I will torture you to death!"

"Oh? Tell me, how are you going to torture me?"

"I'll make you stand up, starting with slapping you! I'm going to smash your head—"

"Slap yourself hard."

With a sharp "slap," the crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the Children's Palace.

Song Jianguo was stunned by the blow, covering his face and standing there dumbfounded.

"Anything else? Keep going, I'm listening."

Song Jianguo bit her lip hard with her sharp teeth, her body trembling with anger, but she dared not say another word.

Actually, Zhang Wenda wasn't angry. He just felt that this guy was a bit stupid. Knowing that he could control her now, why did he still threaten him? Wasn't he just asking for a beating?

When Zhang Wenda thought about the other person's age, he felt relieved. That's right, she wasn't that old either, and she couldn't possibly be purely rational.

But precisely because she's so young, I should strike her harder. If she's this bad at such a young age, what will she be like when she grows up? I have to teach her a lesson.

Looking around at the increasingly secluded environment of the youth palace, Zhang Wenda knew that this was not the place. He led Song Jianguo toward the model airplane room.

A dozen minutes later, in the basement outside the Children's Palace, a large group of cats were pacing anxiously when they suddenly saw the curtain on the wall being lifted, and their owner came out carrying the boy on his back like a horse.

“I’m a very reasonable person. I treat others the way they treat me. Do you understand your next task?” Zhang Wenda said, pinching Song Jianguo’s ear.

“I’m going to help you save up 10 yuan,” Song Jianguo said through gritted teeth.

"Hmm, not too stupid. Then get to work." Zhang Wenda said, yawning.

"Now? It's already midnight!"

"Haha, what's wrong? You want to sleep or something?" Zhang Wenda asked in surprise.

"Only people who don't contribute to society sleep. Hurry up and make money."

"But I'm different from you. I'm a very particular person. How about this, you can go to sleep whenever you've saved up 10 yuan?"

"I don't know how to make money." Song Jianguo stubbornly turned his head to the side.

"Comrade Little Cat, you need to take initiative. How can you just dump everything on your boss? What am I hiring you for?" Zhang Wenda said earnestly, then closed his eyes and went to sleep.

But of course, this was all an act; he couldn't sleep lying on his enemy's back. It was a test.

"You!" Song Jianguo stopped halfway through her sentence, disgusted; she didn't want to be slapped again. She called all the cats over and asked them one by one how to make money.

Half an hour later, when Zhang Wenda squinted open his eyes, he saw Song Jianguo catching mice with his cat in a small alley.

"What do you mean? Are you indirectly insulting me?"

When Zhang Wenda asked him about it, Song Jianguo simply replied curtly, "You get paid for eliminating the four pests."

After saying that, she directly ripped the head off a rat with her bare hands.

"Not bad, not bad, keep up the good work." Zhang Wenda began to doze off.

For him, not sleeping all night was nothing, but for Song Jianguo, it was a different story, especially since she had to carry Zhang Wenda on her back.

As dawn broke, Song Jianguo was already pale with exhaustion and her legs were trembling, but even so, she didn't utter a single word of pleading.

They had moved to a different location. Zhang Wenda glanced at the spoils of war and saw that they had already created a small hill. "Go, go buy me breakfast. I'm hungry."

Drinking freshly ground soy milk, eating sizzling fried dough sticks, and watching Song Jianguo work hard for him, Zhang Wenda felt very comfortable.

But just then, Zhang Wenda saw Song Jianguo squatting on the ground, his back twitching.

As soon as he walked over, Song Jianguo quickly stood up and pretended nothing had happened, but he still saw the tears in the corners of Song Jianguo's eyes.

Zhang Wenda said earnestly, "Jianguo, you're still not working hard enough. You still have time to cry? Why don't you use that time to make money?! Are you trying to give up?"

"If you lie down and do nothing, when will I be able to drive a Bentley? No, I misspoke, when will I be able to use my superpowers?"

"I'm not crying!"

Song Jianguo raised the spear in his hand and stabbed it hard into the rat hole next to him, as if he wanted to vent the anger he had suffered at Zhang Wenda on the rat.

Zhang Wenda sat back down and continued watching her busy work. Actually, it wasn't all mice; Song Jianguo's cat would also jump up from time to time to catch sparrows, and at this moment, sparrow heads were piling up.

The cats scattered further and further away, but Zhang Wenda didn't care. He only needed to keep an eye on Song Jianguo's cat head.

Just as Zhang Wenda continued to keep watch, he saw the chubby boy running over, panting.

"Mouse! You're here! You scared me to death! I thought you'd gone somewhere else."

Zhang Wenda was somewhat surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I came to find you. I couldn't find you all night, so after I woke up, I came to find you again."

Then he looked at Song Jianguo in the distance. "What's that wild child doing here? Did she do anything to you?"

"It's okay, I won." Zhang Wenda said, sipping his soy milk, and briefly explained what had happened.

After hearing this, the fat man excitedly said, "Does that mean she can do whatever you want her to do?"

"correct."

Pan Dongzi clenched her fist tightly. "Great! We don't have to do homework anymore, she can do it all."

(End of this chapter)