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My Female Bedmate Is Different Every Day

My Female Bedmate Is Different Every Day Chapter 90

"Where should we go next?"

Yan Dongxu was driving, unsure of their destination.

"Treat me to a big meal," Zhao Yunyun didn't intend to let him off the hook.

The two of them found a high-end restaurant and took their seats. Zhao Yunyun held the menu and made her selections.

After ordering the dishes, she smiled and said, "You did well today. But you really made things difficult for Lin Feng."

"The members of their squad are all at the level of captains when it comes to their abilities."

"They have been serving the Superhuman Alliance for many years and should have been promoted by now. But this time, you dragged them back to the front lines."

"I guess if they want to live an easy life, they have to complete a mission beautifully."

Yan Dongxu shrugged, "I just can't stand his arrogant demeanor."

"He may appear refined and amiable on the surface, a true gentleman, but the things he says are infuriating."

Zhao Yunyun nodded, fully agreeing, "I did some research on him before I came. He is indeed a proud person. It's probably because of his childhood experiences; Lin Feng always wanted to be superior."

Yan Dongxu didn't want to know about Lin Feng's experiences.

What troubled him now was the spread of dishes on the table.

Zhao Yunyun ordered an expensive bottle of red wine, making him wince.

"Sis, you really think highly of me! If I were broke, we would both be washing dishes today," Yan Dongxu joked.

"Do you think you're broke? You accepted so many gifts. Hundreds of people became Super Emperors, and I'm just having a bottle of wine," she replied.

"Let me tell you a secret, I also became one yesterday. I have to drink back the money I spent."

He didn't expect Zhao Yunyun to watch his livestream, let alone spend so much money!

"Alright, enjoy your drink tonight. I won't accompany you; I still have to drive," Yan Dongxu had no intention of drinking.

"It's a waste not to drink such good wine. It's fine; I'll have Qingqing come to pick us up later. I'll stay at your place tonight."

"What? You're staying at my place? That's not a good idea! My house is very simple. I'll book a high-end hotel for you."

Yan Dongxu didn't want to lead Zhao Yunyun back to his place.

She belonged to the Black Widow category, better not to provoke her.

"If my sister can stay at my place, why can't I? Besides, I'll only stay for one night. What are you afraid of?" Zhao Yunyun insisted.

Yan Dongxu couldn't argue with her and reluctantly agreed.

The two of them spent a long time having their meal and talked about many things.

Yan Dongxu consulted Zhao Yunyun about superhuman abilities, gaining a deeper understanding of them.

"In a few days, there will be a nationwide superhuman detection. Those who are detected will receive admission notices from superhuman schools. I think you will also receive one," Zhao Yunyun said.

Yan Dongxu was speechless, "Me? That's not possible. I haven't awakened any abilities. Besides, I'm too old to go to a superhuman school. It sounds ridiculous!"

Zhao Yunyun said he could choose not to go, but he would be fitted with a wristband that restricts superhuman abilities, making him no different from an ordinary person.

Yan Dongxu had no idea what the Superhuman Alliance was up to.

The world is undergoing tremendous changes every day, and it is said that many people in foreign countries are also awakening superhuman abilities.

The tensions between nations are growing increasingly intense.

After finishing their meal, Zhao Yunyun called her sister to come and pick them up.

Soon, Zhao Qingqing arrived with Xu Lu.

Xu Lu got out of the car and drove Yan Dongxu's sports car, while Yan Dongxu and Zhao Yunyun got into Zhao Qingqing's car.

"Sis, you really took him for a ride today. Eating here must be expensive, right?" Zhao Qingqing said sarcastically.

"Next time, let him take you. Did Grandpa also ask you to go on a blind date? When are you planning to go?" Zhao Yunyun asked with a smile.

"Yes, I'm having a headache because of that."

"Don't worry, let Yan Dongxu accompany you. He helped me dodge a blind date today and performed exceptionally well, I'd give him a 9.9 rating."

"Oh? Yan Dongxu, you have this ability too? Once I confirm the date, I'll call you," Zhao Qingqing raised her eyebrows as if she had found a savior.

"I can help, but you have to pay. Otherwise, count me out," Yan Dongxu sighed.

Ding Ling.

Yan Dongxu suddenly received a message from Ye Qingya.

[Be careful, the person from the Death Coffin is nearby.]

Before he could react, the car suddenly turned sharply.

"Watch out! Brake!"

Zhao Yunyun, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly shouted and grabbed the steering wheel, making a sharp turn.

Then she swung her arm and flicked numerous fine steel needles, piercing through the car's body and flying out.

Ding ding ding!

Sparks flew densely outside the car.

Nearly a hundred flying blades coming towards the car were all blocked.

Bang!

Their car drifted for a distance before finally stopping.

Zhao Qingqing was still trembling, not understanding what had just happened.

Yan Dongxu sat in the car, his eyes deep as he used his spatial ability to see the person standing in the middle of the road.

That person was none other than the deceased Ji Tong.

Ji Tong was killed, but now he was alive again?

Back then, his head was cut off and taken away by Uncle De, so how did it end up back on his neck?

Yan Dongxu noticed the stitched-up marks on Ji Tong's neck.

The stitching was rough, and one could still see the exposed flesh and blood.

The person's expression was also dull, like a walking corpse.

"Ji Tong?" Zhao Yunyun immediately pronounced the person's name.

After getting out of the car, she looked around and coldly said, "Zhou Liao, the Corpse Stitcher, you really spare no one, huh!"

Her words dissipated, and they received no response.

The surrounding cars on the road stopped, and the drivers abandoned their cars in a panic, fearing being affected.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

The stitched-up Ji Tong controlled flying blades came slashing towards them.

Although Zhao Yunyun was strong, she was not good at this kind of battle.

The opponent was a dead person, and even if she turned him into a hedgehog, it wouldn't stop his attacks. Poison or anything else had no effect.

"Soul control? Tricky!" Zhao Yunyun figured out the situation and signaled Yan Dongxu and the others to quickly leave this place.

She couldn't protect them.

"Hey, sis, take a break," Yan Dongxu casually walked over, patted Zhao Yunyun's shoulder, and threw a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, saying, "Give me a smoke."

Zhao Yunyun was taken aback for a moment but then sensed the fluctuation of his special ability. She couldn't help but smile.

She took a cigarette from the pack, put it in her mouth, lit it with the lighter, took a light puff, and then placed the cigarette, stained with her own lipstick, on Yan Dongxu's lips.

In an instant, countless flying blades slashed towards them.

Zhao Qingqing thought they were going to die, but then she was astonished to see that all the airborne blades had suddenly frozen in place.

Yan Dongxu took a puff and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke. He said, "So, you're Zhou Liao, huh? You stitch corpses pretty well. Don't do it next time. It's creepy! Dead people can still walk, why don't you dig up your mother from the grave and make her bounce around the place?"

With a glint in his eyes, he reversed the flying blades in the air, enveloping the deceased Ji Tong.

Swish, swish, swish, swish!

The blades transformed into a tornado, shredding Ji Tong into pieces.

"Let's see you stitch now! Even if you're skilled with a needle and thread, you can't put yourself back together this time, can you?"

Controlled by the corpse-sewing person, the deceased Ji Tong's strength was far inferior to when he was alive, and he effortlessly snatched away those flying blades.

"You thought you could escape, huh?" Yan Dongxu looked towards the tall building behind him and controlled the blades to attack.