Dreadful Radio Game

Chapter 150: Die Die Die Die

Aunty, having nightmares again?

Inside an elegantly renovated bedroom, a woman in her forties was curled up at the corner of the bed. She was hugging both her knees and trembling. Fear could be seen in her eyes, and her tears continued to flow. She was delicate and attractive; people couldnt help loving her upon seeing her.

That woman might no longer be young, but she was considered a very attractive lady. She still retained her graceful bearing. She was currently wearing an attractive nightgown and her fair, plump and smooth-skinned thighs were exposed. The peaks of her chest were also exposed due to her abnormal behavior. She had a lot of temperament.

A young man wearing formal clothes stood by her side. Seeing his aunt like this, his expression revealed a heartache. He sat at the corner of the bed and hugged his aunt in his embrace.

Its only a nightmare. Dont be afraid, I am still here.

The woman was like she had found her pillar of strength and immediately hugged that young man tightly. She buried her head in his embrace. She cried and said in a terrified and foreboding tone:

Jiacheng, aunty is very scared, really very scared. I dreamt about her everyday for the past few days. She came into my dreams to demand for my life. Its true. Im really scared; she still looks the same, not changing one bit. She is chasing me in my dreams, and I cant escape.

I know, its nothing. Really. With me here, what are you afraid of?

Jiacheng, promise me. Dont leave me; be by my side, okay? The woman raised her head and looked at that young man.

I will. I will never ever leave you, just like how well you treated me since childhood. In the future, I will also treat you very well.

It is still my Jiacheng who cares about me. Come, I would let you be comfortable like when you were younger. I only have this little ability left. As long as you are comfortable and happy, I could do anything for you.

The woman undressed her blouse and fully exposed her fair skin. She then unzipped the young mans pants and inserted that thing in her mouth and started selflessly sucking. It was as if she could gain her self-value by doing this exercise. She could get a sense of security.

The young man revealed a tender expression followed by that type of comfortable enjoyment. When something white erupted out, the woman lifted her head to look at the young man and swallowed everything in her mouth. She then lied beside that young man and fell asleep, perfectly contented.

The man gently settled her down and covered her with a blanket. He then walked out of the bedroom and sat on the sofa in the living room. He took out his phone and dialed a number; the call was only answered after it rang ten times.

Hello, Xu Jiacheng, its already late. Why are you calling me? Its not easy to have three months without any story task, you cant even let other people have a peaceful sleep?

Qin Yiming, have you settled what I asked you to do? Xu Jiacheng lit a cigarette. He held it in his hands but did not inhale. The other party was playing dumb, but Xu Jiacheng couldnt play along with him because his aunts situation was worsening.

Heh heh. You purposely set me up. I know. Qin Yimings tone immediately turned gloomy and cold. Damn it, at first I thought you just wanted me to help you kill a few people. Its true that I owe you a favor in the story world, and I am willing to help you in some matters. At most, I will be tangled by a little karma, and it would be a little bit more difficult in the next story world. I do not mind this. But you actually asked me to wreck a reality task of Dreadful Radio. Are you trying to kill me?

Xu Jiacheng furrowed his brows in surprise. Reality task?

Bullsh*t, Ill send you a picture.

Qin Yiming sent over a picture very soon. Xu Jiacheng opened it while their conversation was still ongoing.

You look at the picture. The drivers seat is totally smashed. The group I sent for dirty jobs is now meat paste. Ive observed and this is the effects of a single shot.

A single shot. Other than weapons exchanged from the e-shop, would an ordinary human in the real world own such a gun with such destructive force?

Other than that, all the assistants which I raised painstakingly have been totally destroyed by this fella. There is not one left. Damn it, Xu Jiacheng! Your daddy had a huge loss this time!

Xu Jiacheng checked out the picture while listening to Qin Yiming. He then let out a sigh.

If that woman was just a lingering spirit back for revenge, he could indeed handle it. The return of normal resentful spirit needed a human to travel in the world of the living to uphold justice or take revenge. He could take action against the resentful spirit first and could kill the living spokesperson at the same time. However, both of his plans had failed.

At first, Xu Jiacheng was having some doubts on why it was so troublesome to get rid of a resentful spirit that was still lingering around. After a few failed attempts, he finally understood that an audience had interfered in this matter. It might be possible that it was now a reality task issued by Dreadful Radio.

Why? Why?

This twenty-year-old case which was covered in dust would attract Dreadful Radio Game to issue a reality task?

The phone was spinning nonstop in Xu Jiachengs hands.

Xu Jiacheng, I advise you to stand down. I dont plan on continuing. It was unintentional previously. It was not done knowing it was a reality task and should not be bounded by karma. Now that you know it and are clear about it, it would be problematic if you continue taking action.

I have no choice. If someone who was like a mother figure to you encountered danger because of this and even turned haggard because of the torture by this destined connection, would you hold back? Xu Jiacheng asked back.

I would. Qin Yiming answered with hesitation. I really would. I couldnt even take care about my life; why would I care about my parents life and death?

But Im not like you. Xu Jiacheng replied, Im not so cold-blooded like you, or you could put it this way, I cannot be cold-blooded towards this matter.

There is something I could tell you. The audience who is doing that task seems like some fella who is not famous. Perhaps his task completion rate is only 3 or below. Its of course not worth mentioning to you.

Thanks for your reminder. Xu Jiacheng said. At the same time, he comprehended another meaning from the other partys conversation.

If you insist on proceeding, then just worry about this point. Dont directly take action yourself. From this aspect, perhaps you could use some of your relationships. I suggest you coax some other fools like me to do your bidding as long as you are willing to pay a price. Since you have quite a few good stuffs with you, you could just simply take one out as an offering, and someone would surely be willing to do it.

Then, what is your price?

Xu Jiacheng of course was clear about what Qin Yiming meant. A fella who said he did not care about the life and death of his parents was completely a desperado.

As long as the right price was given, he would dare to wreck it even if it was Dreadful Radios reality task. The dissatisfaction and excuses from the other party were only to increase the price. Just like doing a trade.

I want that blood jade on you. Qin Yiming directly demanded an exorbitant price.

Kill him and the blood jade is yours. Xu Jiacheng directly agreed without hesitating.

The phone went silent, following which the voice said:

Was the price I demanded too low?

Youre really giving me the blood jade?

Why give it to me?

You have been nourishing it all these while, youre actually willing?

Make an oath right in front of me that you will kill that person, then I will immediately give you that piece of jade.

Heh heh, such a filial child. But why dont you do it yourself?

Im afraid of dying. Xu Jiacheng was being very honest. Im afraid that once I die, no one would take care of her.

Deal. Ill be at your place in a while; you wait for me. Im only a rotten life, and Im always lucky and wont die. Fortune favours the bold. Im not afraid.

No problem.

Xu Jiacheng ended the call. He took his phone and entered the bedroom. He saw the woman lying on the bed sleeping soundly. The corner of that womans mouth still had white liquid flowing down.

Xu Jiacheng found this scene very captivating and even touching.

Chu Zhaos father did not stay in the military compound but in a very ordinary district. The area however was not bad and the surrounding scenery was good. From the older to younger generation in Chu Zhaos family, they had always believed in being low profile and definitely would not be high profile and live lavishly.

Su Bai first checked into a Hanting Hotel nearby. He then went outside to buy some stuff. He ordered a dinner set with the hotel rooms phone but only drank a can of beer because the quality of the food was too poor and he had no appetite.

The sky was already dark outside, Su Bai took out a skull mask that he had bought and wore it.

He stood in front of the rooms toilet and looked at himself. He was wearing a black trench coat and a skull mask. He was very satisfied with this image.

I say, why is it so weird? So many weird things occurring in the real world. I wonder who is so daring to interfere with me doing this reality task.

His hand reached out and adjusted his mask.

In front of the mirror, Su Bai purposely unleashed a little of his aura. In an instant, an ice-cold and austere temperament was revealed, matching his current outfit. It was very congenial.

Su Bai intended to go to Chu Zhaos fathers house to ask about certain matters and might need to be a little forceful. To be able to get along with his brother in the future, he had no choice but to hide his identity. It might have been a disguise based on a whim, but it was something that Su Bai liked very much.

Too bad, be it the trench coat or the mask, they were only ordinary items. The e-shop actually had clothing and masks with added effects, but Su Bai was embarrassingly short of points and couldnt afford it. He could only make do with what he had.

It was as if he was a little too satisfied with his current image. Su Bai was like a child who was prompted by a sudden impulse. He took out both the Hellfire Shotguns, pointed it to his surroundings and muttered:

Die, die, die

Su Bai then stopped. He held the bathroom wall with one hand and didnt know whether to laugh or to cry at his silly action.

It was almost time. Su Bai held another beer in his hand and directly jumped out of the room window.

Tonight might not be too peaceful