Peerless Bodyguard of a Stunning Beauty-Chapter 380 - 341: The Terrifying Incident That Happened That Day

At that moment, the weightlifter was running away while snickering.

He looked over at Huang Xiaojuan, who was being pinned down and beaten by Zhao Rong and his group, and thought to himself, Good thing I was smart enough to come out a little later. Unlike Huang Xiaojuan, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down. She was too hasty, and you can't rush things like this. She got caught and beaten the moment she appeared.

However, before the weightlifter could even finish his silent chuckle, the assistant rushed over, leaping into a flying kick that knocked him to the ground.

Still snickering, the weightlifter didn't even have time to react before he was taken down by the assistant.

The assistant jumped on top of the weightlifter, grabbing him by the neck and demanding, "Damn it, Weightlifter! Are you a man or a woman?"

The weightlifter looked at the assistant, who had suddenly pinned him down. As shocked as he was, he had a flash of inspiration and said in a cloying, artificial voice, "Assistant, darling, we used to date. We even spent a whole night together in a hotel room. Are you really going to listen to their baseless rumors? Do you really believe that I, the Weightlifter, am a man?"

Hearing the weightlifter's words, the assistant was still suspicious, but he had to admit, the person in front of him didn't look like a man at all. He started to soften.

He released his grip on the weightlifter's neck and said mercifully, "If you're a woman, I'll let you go. But if you're a man, I'll kill you right now."

Hearing this, the weightlifter began to cry, wiping away tears as he said delicately, "Of course I'm a woman. Otherwise, how do you think we spent that night in the hotel…?"

The assistant's mind drifted back to that night, and suddenly, he realized something wasn't right. He carefully replayed everything that had happened.

It had been a dark and stormy night, so black you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. At half-past two in the morning, while the assistant was sound asleep in his dorm, he suddenly received a WeChat message from the weightlifter.

The message read: "Such a fine evening, and the night is long. Why not meet at a hotel?"

The assistant was instantly wide awake. Fantasizing about a night of romance, he quietly slipped out of bed. Just as he finished dressing and was about to open the dorm room door, Zhao Rong stirred.

He rolled over and asked, "Assistant, what are you doing up in the middle of the night? Your shuffling around woke me up."

Hearing Zhao Rong's voice, the assistant's heart sank. How did he find out I was trying to leave?

Just as he was losing hope, he received another WeChat message from the weightlifter. This time, it was a picture. When the assistant opened it, he saw the weightlifter waiting for him in a themed love hotel. He began scratching his head, desperate to find a way out.

Noticing how dark the room was and how groggy Zhao Rong seemed, he decided to lie. "Zhao Rong, you know how it is. Every morning around six or seven, I have to take my phone to the bathroom… to, uh, watch some videos while taking care of business…"

When Zhao Rong heard that the assistant was planning to go to the bathroom to "take care of business," he snapped angrily, "You've got no shame, kid! Not only do you have to do it first thing in the morning, but now in the dead of night, too? Don't you know the saying? A little is for pleasure, a lot harms the body, and too much will kill you!"

Realizing Zhao Rong had fallen for it, the assistant continued his lie. "Zhao Rong, you don't understand. As a man, my… needs are stronger than most. So, compared to a normal person, I have to… you know… a lot more often."

Zhao Rong sighed, rolled over, and went back to sleep. "Fine, fine. Go to the bathroom and get it over with. Just… can you promise to be quieter next time you get up in the middle of the night for this? Don't wake me up."

Hearing that Zhao Rong had completely bought it, the assistant chuckled to himself and said, "Got it, Zhao Rong. You go back to sleep. I'll head to bed right after I'm done in the bathroom."

With that, the assistant ducked into the bathroom and waited for a while. Once he heard the sound of Zhao Rong snoring, his heart soared with joy. Elated, he slowly started to open the bathroom door.

But just as he did, he received another WeChat message from the weightlifter. He eagerly opened it. It wasn't text, but several pictures. He tapped on them immediately.

The first picture was of a candle and a leather belt.

The second picture was of handcuffs and a whip.

The third picture was of a vibrator… and a massager…

After seeing the three pictures, the assistant's eyes lit up. Holy cow, this is going to be one hell of a ride!

He eagerly shut the bathroom door, then tiptoed over to the main door and slipped out. Once outside, he broke into an excited sprint, hailed a taxi at the school gates, and headed straight for the hotel.

When the assistant arrived, he was met with the sight of a swing hanging from the ceiling, a large exercise ball on the bed, and various other pieces of equipment. He gasped, looking at the scantily clad weightlifter. "My dear, what made you suddenly decide to invite me here tonight?"

The weightlifter produced the items from the photos he had sent earlier and said, "Because I missed you, of course…"

As he spoke, he began to take off his clothes. Seeing this, the assistant wasted no time in stripping down as well. But just as the naked assistant rushed forward, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

Standing in the pitch-black room, the assistant fumbled for the switch and turned the light back on. "Women are creatures of hearing, but men are creatures of sight. I have to see you, or I can't get in the mood."

He wanted to get started under the bright lights, but the weightlifter turned them off again. "But I don't like the lights on…"

Defeated, the assistant had no choice but to begin their encounter in the darkness.

After they were finished, the assistant turned on the light and was shocked to discover that the weightlifter seemed to have been hiding something from him. He noticed a few strange things, but he didn't give them much thought at the time.

But now, as he pinned the weightlifter to the floor of the library, the memory of that night filled him with a creeping dread.

The assistant tightened his grip on the weightlifter's neck again. "Stop lying to me! You can't be a woman… because that night, I discovered something on your body…"

Before the assistant could finish his sentence, Zhao Rong charged over. He grabbed the weightlifter's face and tore off the Human Skin Mask. "Stop pretending! You're not a woman. You're a man, through and through!"

When the assistant saw that the person under the mask was a wrinkled, toothless old man, he was so horrified that he stumbled backward, fell to the ground, and started to vomit.

After he finished retching, he scrambled to his feet, punched the man in the stomach, and screamed, "Damn you! You're a middle-aged man, but you dressed up as a little Lolita! You tricked me into going to that hotel and… and doing that… with you…"

Overcome, the assistant burst into tears.

While the assistant was sobbing and Zhao Rong was trying to comfort him, the weightlifter suddenly grabbed a huge boulder from nearby and hurled it at them. Zhao Rong had his back turned and didn't see it coming, but the assistant saw the massive rock flying right at them.

The assistant shoved Zhao Rong aside, shouting, "Zhao Rong, look out!"

Zhao Rong was pushed clear, and the boulder crashed down on the assistant. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at Zhao Rong. "Zhao Rong, you've always been so good to me. It's my turn to sacrifice myself for you…"

Seeing that his projectile had missed Zhao Rong and hit the assistant instead, the weightlifter picked up another boulder and hefted it. "Zhao Rong, that last rock may have missed you," he snarled, "but this one won't!"

As he threw the second boulder, he thought with a gleeful sneer, Just die, Zhao Rong!

To his utter astonishment, however, Zhao Rong simply leaped into the air and met the flying boulder with a kick, shattering it into dust.

Zhao Rong landed and rushed forward, grabbing the weightlifter by the collar and felling him with a sharp elbow strike. He quickly retrieved a pair of handcuffs from his Magic Ring, cuffed the man's hands behind his back, and then applied a chokehold that rendered him unconscious.

With the weightlifter taken care of, Zhao Rong immediately knelt to check on his friend. "Assistant, are you alright?"

Lying on the ground, barely breathing, the assistant whispered, "Honestly, I don't want to live anymore. Every time I think about how I spent that night with that ugly man, I just want to vomit. I'd rather be dead than spend the rest of my life vomiting."

Zhao Rong tried to console him. "Assistant, as a man, you have to have integrity and self-control. Yes, you made a mistake, but you were deceived. Don't dwell on the past. You have to live."

After a quick glance at the assistant's injuries, Zhao Rong helped him to his feet, then suddenly punched him, shouting, "Return My Pretty Punch!"