4 Feng Xue’er (1/2)

Hei Wang searched for a long time, but did not find any other capable slaves in the slums.

The highest Spirit Capacity he found was only 6, and that was a 9 year old kid.

Even Hei Wang would feel a pang in his heart to make a kid his slave. If his Spirit Capacity was above 10, then Hei Wang would not mind being shameless and enslaving him though.

Feng Xue'er on his tow, he returned to the small house. His Little twin was back, and she was currently bathing.

Hei Wang barged inside the bathroom and tried to take advantage of her, but his Devil of a sister finished her bath all the while escaping from him.

”Shameless!” Hei Wang stopped chasing her and angrily roared at her.

His little twin just rolled her eyes at him. 'Who is the shameless one here?'

In a fit of anger, Hei Wang rushed out of the bath, and pulled Feng Xue'er inside. He then stripped her and gave her a proper bath.

By the time Feng Xue'er came out of her bath, most of her delicate skin had been peeled out. Hei Wang, this hateful fellow took his anger on her delicate skin.

Feng Xue'er's eyes watered as killing intent appeared on her beautiful countenance. But a soul stirring pain rose inside her and terminated her harmful thoughts.

This was the power of the slave contract. The slave contract made sure to make the slaves obedient!

Feng Xue'er could not bear anymore and cried out loudly. Her hatred towards Hei Wang was at the peak- almost reaching the skies.

Hei Wang understood that he had gone over the limits this time, so he pulled Feng Xue'er into his arms and gave her a delicate kiss.

”Sorry.” He said, taking her lips once more.

”Ahh!” Feeling the weird sensation on her lips for the second time, Feng Xue'er pushed Hei Wang away and spat on his handsome face.