165: Chapter 165 A Mighty Man Saves the Day, Hello Sister-in-Law!

On the projection screen of the military terminal, the three characters "Shen Qingci" flickered with a cold glint.

Su Ming felt as if someone had struck the back of his head with a club.

It was over.

The military terminal had video projection communication.

This meant that the moment he answered, the person on the other end would see his surroundings.

Where was he right now?

An imperial suite. A medicinal bath. A silk bathrobe.

Beneath him lay an alloy massage bed that had been warped by a certain uncooperative part of his anatomy.

Beside him lay two beautiful masseuses, drenched in fragrant sweat and scantily clad.

The ringing continued.

The two soft, warm, delicate bodies on his back had also stopped all their little movements due to the sudden ringing.

One second. Two seconds. Should he answer, or not?

Answer?

Su Ming subconsciously looked down.

"Creak—" The special alloy massage bed, severely warped and groaning in pain from his little brother pressing against it, seemed to be silently accusing him of his crimes.

He looked again at Wan'er and Ling'er, who were lying on his back—two beautiful women, scantily clad, drenched in sweat, their faces filled with exhaustion and a hint of resentment.

This scene, from any angle, was practically screaming "scandal."

Not answer?

Knowing Shen Qingci, she would probably rush over immediately!

Although they hadn't openly admitted their relationship, after surviving life-and-death situations together several times, the teasing from outsiders, and Shen Qingci's attitude, they both had a tacit understanding.

Besides, Shen Qingci was a hundred times better than those two outside; it was definitely necessary to treat his little brother to something good!

However... readers who have had a few girlfriends know that women have a natural prejudice against massages, especially top-tier, proud, and haughty women like Shen Qingci, whose self-esteem is incredibly strong.

If she caught him red-handed, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he had a thousand mouths.

A highly vivid image flashed through Su Ming's mind—Geng Metal Blade Bone activated, atomic wires sweeping across.

Given Shen Qingci's strength and influence, she might not kill him, but leveling this place to the ground would be effortless.

The key was that he hadn't done anything!

He couldn't get it up, so he couldn't get it up; he had laid there innocently for forty minutes without even having a single effective Acupoints massaged.

The result was, while he was truly innocent, the scene was truly indefensible.

And then there was her terrifying father, and that even more terrifying Uncle Kong Ming...

Su Ming believed that having them castrate him would be getting off lightly!

He hadn't touched those two masseuses with a single finger; if he were to be physically castrated by a ninth-rank powerhouse because of this nonsense, he would die with more grievances than Dou E.

"Damn it, I'm done for!" Ten thousand grass mud horses galloped through Su Ming's heart.

In that split second, he came up with a textbook-level crisis contingency plan.

He sprang up from the bed, startling Wan'er and Ling'er, who screamed and slid off his back.

Su Ming grabbed his bathrobe and wrapped it tightly around himself, hissing at the two of them: "You two, don't move, don't make a sound!"

The two masseuses screamed in fright at the sudden movement and rolled onto the carpet together.

Su Ming didn't even look at them; he dashed into the adjacent suite.

He kicked open the door to the next room! "Bang—!"

The heavy soundproof door panel flew inward from his kick and slammed heavily against the wall.

In the next suite, the two-meter-tall tough-guy masseur "Iron Bull" was pressing Ye Xiao down on the bed like he was wringing a twist of dough, making his joints crack and pop.

"Good! Awesome! That's the right pressure!" Ye Xiao was roaring excitedly, feeling as if his martial arts Bottleneck was about to be massaged loose.

The next second, Su Ming rushed in like a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex storming into a sheepfold.

He kicked Ye Xiao in the butt.

"You, go to my room!"

Ye Xiao was kicked right off the bed, his chin hitting the edge, and he turned around, looking completely bewildered.

"Brother Ming? What's wrong?"

"Don't ask, or I'll beat you up."

Before Ye Xiao could react, Su Ming grabbed him by the back of his bathrobe collar like a chick, lifted him off the bed, and tossed him out the door. "Thud!"

Ye Xiao was thrown into the hallway, naked. Fortunately, only they were in this suite area.

Immediately after, Su Ming pointed at the dumbfounded Iron Bull and said concisely.

"Lie down! Quickly!"

Iron Bull: "Huh? I lie down?"

"Oh, no, it's me lying down!"

Su Ming flipped onto Ye Xiao's massage bed and gestured to Iron Bull, "Big brother, no matter what you hear or see later, just keep massaging!"

Iron Bull was stunned for two seconds, but his professional training quickly kicked in, and his fan-sized hands landed on Su Ming's shoulders. He subconsciously pressed down. Hmm? Interesting!

The ringing continued. Having finished all this, Su Ming calmly pressed the answer button on his military wristband.

The holographic projection lit up. Shen Qingci's cold, stunningly beautiful face appeared in mid-air.

She had changed into casual home wear, her hair draped loosely over her shoulders, lacking the cold sharpness of her usual combat state and possessing a bit more softness. However, the innate heroic spirit and beauty in her eyes could not be suppressed, no matter what she wore.

As soon as the projection connected, Su Ming took the initiative.

"Oh!" Su Ming's voice instantly switched to an extremely natural, relaxed tone, "Qingci, missing me already right after we parted?"

Shen Qingci scanned the projection screen, her eyes locked onto Su Ming.

"Where are you?"

Her voice was calm, but Su Ming could hear the interrogation hidden beneath that calm.

"Me?" Su Ming buried his face in the pillow, his voice muffled and filled with the laziness of relaxation, "After the fight today, my whole body was aching. Ye Xiao said we should come out to relax, and I checked several places before finding this... professional massage place."

He specifically emphasized the word "professional."

Shen Qingci's brow did not unfrown.

"Why is the background so dark?"

It was indeed dark. Su Ming had hurriedly turned off the main light earlier, leaving only a wall lamp in the corner. The whole room was shrouded in an ambiguous, warm yellow hue.

This lighting... who would believe it was professional?

Su Ming cursed himself for being stupid, but turning on the light now would be even more suspicious.

"It's just that they are going for a high-end vibe," he said casually, "The focus is on ambiance. If the lights are too bright, you can't relax, you know?"

Shen Qingci clearly didn't believe him. Her gaze scanned back and forth across the projection, as if looking for flaws.

"How come I heard... a woman screaming just now?"

Su Ming's heart skipped a beat. Damn it, Ye Xiao, you're dead.

He was sweating bullets inside, but he had a plan. Iron Bull! Iron Bull was his get-out-of-jail-free card!

With a two-meter-tall tough guy standing next to him, bulging with muscles and pectorals bigger than his head, no one would think anything untoward!

"You must be hearing things." He bluffed without blushing or skipping a beat, "There are only male masseurs here, and their techniques are top-notch."

The strong man, Iron Bull, was diligently working on Su Ming's muscles. Su Ming calmly adjusted the angle of his wristband to shift the projection view to the side.

Iron Bull's solid, honest face appeared fully in Shen Qingci's field of view.

Shen Qingci's expression softened slightly, but she remained skeptical. After all, this guy Su Ming was full of smooth talk and hidden agendas. One had to think twice before believing even a fraction of what he said.

Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, Iron Bull saw the cold, stunningly beautiful woman's face in the projection. He suddenly looked up, faced the projection from Su Ming's wristband, and revealed a simple, honest smile.

He shouted with a booming voice, "Hello, Sister-in-law!"