Chapter 933 Cat’s Revenge 24
F could only press his bleeding thumb on the contract. The wound touched the paper and he grimaced in pain.
With this little bit of promise, a thousand cats will kill you~
Xining watched with cold eyes, and after the contract disappeared, he opened the fan and shook it gently: "Generally speaking, it will take effect tomorrow morning. But in line with the principle of considering the customer, you can go home now and have a good sleep."< br>
Not only nightmares, but all dreams were cut off from him. He will have no dreams for the rest of his life, not a single dream. Of course, it's okay not to have dreams, what he wants is sleep.
"Really?" F was ecstatic and walked out directly. I didn’t even look at the cats outside. After all, sleep was more important.
Nightmare was extremely happy. No matter how he calculated it, his three-year lifespan commission was inevitable. I haven't gained faith power for so long, and now I can eat it for three years as soon as I open it.
Xining said to Nightmare: "Contact me if you have anything to do in the future."
If Hades hadn't been around, Nightmare would have wanted to stay, build a good relationship, and give him more orders in the future.
Pluto sat down opposite her: "You are more ruthless than me, ten years!"
"Ten years of life bought me peace of mind, but I still feel like I'm losing money." Xining raised his hand, took an empty cup, and poured coffee for Pluto.
"Woo..." Porridge lay next to him, making a dissatisfied sound.
"What's wrong?" Xining put down the coffee pot and picked up the porridge in both hands.
Porridge was hugged and faced her face to face. His eyes were watery and he was so sad that he almost didn't shed tears.
Xining said with a smile: "Just let him have a good sleep. Your commission has not been completed yet. This is the beginning. If you have the ability, he will stay asleep for the rest of his life and don't wake up."
Porridge immediately understood and became happy. He closed his eyes with a smile and gave a sweet "meow".
Pluto has already added milk and mixed the coffee: "Isn't it finished yet?"
"Scumbags like this are useless. Of course, you can squeeze out as much value as you can." Xining put down the porridge, picked up the coffee and took a sip: "Let the order continue in the underworld, please let Pluto let the one who can have sweet dreams God comes.”
Since there is still money to be made, Pluto will certainly help, after all, he can also get a lot. After asking about the next situation, he summoned the Dream God.
F got home, took a shower, mustered up the courage, turned off all the lights, and went to bed.
Thick, ink-like darkness enveloped the earth. Thick velvet-like black clouds filled the sky tonight, and neither starlight nor moonlight could be seen.
In the darkness, there seemed to be many demons and ghosts dormant, causing the whole city to return to calm early.
Xining was lying on the bed, touching the head of the rice porridge beside him, and comforted it: "Don't be anxious, see what I did first, and then decide whether to seek revenge from him. Don't worry, only evil people will punish evil people. Only in this way can we be better." Good retribution.”
Porridge remained silent and flicked his furry little ears slightly to show that he listened.
Xining smiled, turned off the lamp beside the bed, and hugged the porridge. He quickly fell asleep hugging this ball of fur.
F slept soundly and soundly, and G was also sleeping at the same time.
The next morning, G woke up, but did not get up immediately. He lay thinking about the dream he had last night. For him, it should be a sweet dream. He got a cat, but he has promised not to abuse the cat again, otherwise his father will not be able to spare him. So he called F. For some reason, F and the cat actually overlapped. The cat floated into F's body and disappeared, leaving only a helpless F.
The cat was gone and only F was left, so he...
For almost a whole night, he used various instruments on F, who was treated as a cat. This excited him like never before, far more exciting than torturing cats or watching videos. There was even a sticky puddle on the bed.
How could you do such a thing to F? Maybe it was caused by this guy's several masochistic videos.
F seems to live alone. If he... No, no, that's a human, that's a human!
G quickly gave up the idea, but when the idea popped up, it was difficult to restrain it, and it soon came back again, and became more and more intense.
Xining was disgusted by what he saw and turned around. Enough is enough. Each one is worse than the other, and each one is worse than the other.
The Dream God left the crystal ball and sat back at the coffee table. The phantom in the crystal ball disappeared. What was shown just now was the dream that F’s big benefactor G had last night.
"I just gave the beginning, and the rest are his natural reactions, which prove that he wants to do this." The specialty of the modeling dream god is that he is good at transforming into the image of an adult. He is the head of the three thousand dream gods, and he created The dream is certainly quite realistic.
Xining thought for a while: "Continue."
"Okay!" The Styling Dream God held the cookies: "Can you make some for me? I know you made a lot for Death, but he hid them and couldn't find any."
This god of death... The handsome guy with a pale face appeared in Xi Ning's mind. It turned out that he was also a stingy guy.
When the Styling Dream God left, Xining handed him a package: "If you come here to get it again, I will charge you. When you make money, you can go to the Kitchen God. She has opened a restaurant now and also opened a The pastry shop, the things she makes are definitely better than mine, and there is a 30% discount for the Protoss.”
"I got it." The modeling dream god happily walked away with the biscuits. Anyway, it was free this time.
F slept for a full twenty hours. He was really hungry and suffocated. I got up and went to the toilet, ate something casually, then fell down and went back to sleep.
By the time I had enough sleep, it was already noon on the third day.
I have to go to school. If I miss too many classes, my credits will be affected. It’s different when I get enough sleep, I feel so comfortable. Only a hungry person knows the value of food. As long as he can sleep well, he will do anything. If he continues, he would rather die.
He walked to the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth.
He was brushing his teeth when he suddenly stopped and looked at himself in the mirror in surprise. Thinking that the mirror was stained, he reached out and wiped it on the smooth and cold surface twice. There was nothing wrong with the mirror, but it was him.
After sleeping for two days, the flesh I may have lost has not grown back yet, but I should have regained a lot of energy. But when I look in the mirror, I have a sallow complexion and thin skin. There are deep wrinkles at the corners of my eyes. Even if I don't smile, they are still there. The nasolabial folds around my mouth are like knife carvings. Looking at the hair again, there are already silver threads appearing, and there are quite a lot of them.
He bit his toothbrush and looked around in the mirror, but what he saw no longer looked like he was in his early twenties, but looked like he was at least thirty-five or sixteen years old and exhausted.
It must be because I didn't sleep well in the past few days, that's for sure. In two days, after sleeping well, he will recover... He comforted himself, brushed his teeth and washed his face with water.
Looking at the face in the mirror that looked older, I thought for a moment, grabbed the men's facial cleanser on the sink, poured some into my hand, rubbed it on my face.
(End of chapter)