[Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 42 Chapters

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: When you're selling something, you need to be quick and decisive.
Soon enough, the cook from the wealthy family arrived. She and the fat man were a match made in heaven, a perfect pair—she was also a plump woman! Her eyes lit up when she saw the three large sea fish. To negotiate a good price and pocket a commission, she casually asked, "How much do you want for these fish?"

The fat man, seeing that she was the first to ask about the price, quickly put on a broad smile. "Sister-in-law, I can tell at a glance that you're a lucky person. Even just looking at your plump body, the way you waddle around when you walk, I know these fish are perfect for you."

"You!" The plump woman raised an eyebrow. She'd seen people who couldn't speak, but she'd never seen anyone so tactless.

"Sister-in-law, if it were anyone else, I'd sell these fish by weight, but meeting you today is fate. How about this, I'll sell them by the piece, like pigs. What do you think?" The fat man said to the fat woman, winking and smirking, occasionally gesturing towards her large belly, which looked like she was four or five months pregnant. His lewd gaze was unbearable not only for the fat woman, but even for the onlookers. This fat man's mouth was truly foul; he probably hadn't brushed his teeth in years!

"What do you mean?" the fat woman finally snapped.

"Ah, sister-in-law, I didn't mean you were fat, and I didn't say you were as fat as a pig, although you do look like a pig, no, no, look at my mouth, I meant you don't look like a pig..." The fat man was sweating profusely, and the more flustered he became, the more incoherent his words became, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Hmph! You worthless fish, you'll just be salted fish!" The fat woman, enraged and embarrassed, turned and walked away without looking back, ignoring even her sister-in-law calling after her!

A chorus of boos erupted from the crowd, all sighing that the fat man was hopeless at business; with such a clumsy tongue, he dared to try selling things—he was lucky he wasn't getting beaten up

! The fat man… was sweating profusely! Business was tough!

Later, a thin young woman approached and asked the price.

The fat man seemed to have learned his lesson, plastering a wide, fleshy smile on his face. "Young lady, this fish seems tailor-made for you, perfect for you. Buy one!"

"Oh?" The thin woman looked at the fat man suspiciously.

"Haven't you heard? A ten-pound fish takes at least a few years to grow, while a hundred-pound one takes at least several decades, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and moon—it's the best for nourishing and beautifying the skin. Look at your complexion, isn't it like charcoal? Eat fish whites, eat them every day, and you'll definitely have fair and tender skin. Look at your chest, isn't it flat like an airport runway? No problem, eat fish belly. Fish belly has the most protein, it nourishes the breasts and also the brain! Look at your messy eyebrows, low spirits, and dry skin, I bet you have a low libido. Pick a male fish, find the viscera, it's the best for nourishing yin and yang… Hey, young lady, don't go, don't go…" the fat man shouted, stamping his feet anxiously at the back of the thin woman.

Even the thickest skin on a young woman can't withstand such rude public mockery.

Is this how you do business? Even the best customers will be driven away.

Seeing the fat man's dishonest behavior, and with the three fish looking so lifeless and uninteresting, the crowd quickly dispersed. The fat man looked like he was about to cry, but no one sympathized with him anymore.

Just when the fat man felt most desperate, another woman approached and asked the price. This woman was neither fat nor thin; although she was over thirty, she still possessed a certain charm. Her large buttocks swayed as she walked, giving people a feeling of unease. When she got closer, the fat man seemed a little mesmerized.

"How much are your fish?" The woman's voice was also very pleasant, warm like a subtropical breeze.

This time, the fat man had truly learned his lesson and went straight to the point without any foreplay. "Eight hundred thousand yen, three fish!"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand! Delivery to the kitchen included!" The woman's ideal price was five hundred thousand yen, so she immediately bargained the price down to less than half.

"Okay!" The fat man agreed without even haggling, leaving the remaining onlookers dumbfounded. Looking at the fat man, then at the alluring woman, they finally realized that the fat man was bewitched by her!

Following the woman's instructions, the fat man delivered the fish to her house, and then the group worked together to move the fish to the kitchen.

The woman and the cooks watched as the large fish struggled and thrashed on the ground, soon leaving a pool of red blood. They all frowned; such large fish would take considerable effort to butcher.

The fat man, seemingly quite fond of the woman and sensing her intentions, flattered her, saying, "Sister, how about you give us another ten thousand yuan, and we'll gut and scale the fish for you, okay?"

"Okay!" This time it was the woman's turn to readily agree! The chefs all breathed a sigh of relief!

The fat man's men were incredibly efficient, immediately getting to work with great enthusiasm! Seeing that they wouldn't be finished quickly, the chefs sat down under a large tree outside the kitchen to play cards; the stench inside was particularly unpleasant.

The woman, however, didn't leave, but watched with interest as the fat man frantically scaled the fish. The fat man's men seemed to realize the woman was interested in him, and they all gave him meaningful glances. Encouraged by their looks, the fat man finally mustered his courage and walked up to the woman, saying, "Hey, can we talk?"

"What should we talk about?" the woman seemed unconcerned. It was rare to find someone as understanding and considerate as the fat man.

"We'll talk about life and ideals!" the fat man said seriously.

"But this place doesn't seem quite right, does it?" The woman's words were tantamount to agreement! She clearly had a strong liking for the fat man.

"Then can you find another place? Preferably somewhere quiet!" the fat man said, seemingly accepting the host's suggestion.

"Then come with me!" The woman glanced at the fat man with a seductive look, then led the way out.

Once outside, the two walked mysteriously towards the storeroom next to the kitchen. However, their every move didn't escape the notice of the cooks playing cards outside. Remembering the legendary, promiscuous female chef's alleged affair with a certain Si Ren, they wondered if she had hooked up with the fat man. They usually worked with her, but aside from verbal exchanges, none of them dared to cross the line. Now, being seduced by an outsider, they were naturally indignant. With this in mind, they decided to collectively criticize them. So, they immediately put away their cards and went around to the small window at the back of the storeroom…

"May I ask your name?" the woman asked, sitting on the hay in the storeroom. She looked at the somewhat fake yet sexy mustache on the fat man's lip.

"We're both in the same boat, why bother with formalities?" the fat man replied enigmatically.

The woman paused for a moment, then asked, "What are your usual hobbies and entertainment?"

"One day at a time, one day at a time!" The fat man's words seemed to hold a hidden meaning!

The woman's heart trembled slightly. "One day at a time" seemed a bit of an exaggeration, didn't it? In her memory, nine out of ten fat men were all bark and no bite. It seemed she needed to discuss this issue more deeply with him! "So how do you spend your days?"

The fat man thought for a moment, as if recalling something, and said, "Our fishing fleet has seven boats. Every day, we all go out to sea with our women. Once we've cast our nets, we take the boats to a deserted island. We do what we want, have sex with the people we meet. Occasionally, a few of us men will exchange ideas, go aboard each other's boats, and discuss fishing techniques with the other women!"

The woman's body began to tremble slightly. "That sounds very romantic!"

"Actually, it's very hard work. The women just cast the nets, while the men handle the boats, doing all the physical labor!" The fat man pronounced "handling" with a fourth tone.

The woman's body began to tremble, and she couldn't speak! How could she not understand that the fat man had been teasing her from beginning to end!

At this moment, the fat man suddenly gazed at the woman with a serious and focused look, and sang in a deep and sexy voice: "Sitting close together on the grass, talking about life, chatting about ideals, I hope you become more and more gentle, you want me to press you down on the grass, I said I want to give you a thrilling ride, thank you for leading me to paradise, even if it takes half an hour to complete, as long as you want, I will go there, the most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you in bed..." "

Oh! Good heavens!" the woman couldn't help but exclaim. The fat man took the opportunity to push her down and began to make love to her...

Several cooks who were peeping from behind the window were dumbfounded and stunned. He could pick up girls like that? His smooth talk was too good! (Actually, it's not that great, provided the woman is sexy enough.)

While they were having a great time here, the fishermen were busy gutting fish over there. But if a careful observer took a closer look, they would notice that the fishermen were constantly pulling packets out of the fish's bellies. If they were even more observant, they would definitely discover that those packets were TNT explosives. But at this point, who had time to pay attention to them? Everyone was watching the live broadcast!

The fat man was indeed a skilled fighter, lasting almost an hour, but he was also exhausted. The female chef was practically playing with his life, tearing and biting at him from the start, as if she wanted to crush his delicate skin. So he had to use effortless techniques, such as the "lotus position" and half a roast goose leg, as indirect tactics. Finally, he managed to satisfy this woman who had a strong sex drive but rarely orgasmed. However, after this battle, his back ached and his legs were numb. Going up to the fifth floor? Don't be ridiculous, he was already out of breath after the first floor!

When the fat man and his group left, both the female chef and the other chefs were very satisfied. The woman had enjoyed herself, and the fat man's men had cleaned the fish thoroughly and cut it into pieces, which pleased the chefs and saved them a lot of work. However, no one noticed that two people were missing when the fat man and his group left. They were just a few fishermen who had delivered the fish; who would care about them?

Chapter Thirty: So That's How It Is.

At dinner, in the Yamada Group headquarters canteen, all the leaders under Yamada Kuro's left gathered for a meal. Everyone had a good appetite that night, because in addition to the usual dishes, there was a delicious and nutritious large fish dish prepared by the female chef: fish head tofu and pickled vegetable soup, stir-fried broccoli with fish skin, braised eggplant and shiitake mushroom stew with fish belly, a mixed fish ball dish, and fish paste with Japanese tofu…

Everyone was sweating profusely and enjoying themselves immensely when

suddenly, without any warning, one of the Yamada Group leaders heard a loud bang, and then he felt himself flying into the sky, while his body remained seated at the table. He didn't see the subsequent explosions and towering flames, because his consciousness had already dissipated with the wind.

The canteen and surrounding buildings burst into flames with the series of explosions, quickly turning into an inferno. The five hundred people who were eating were left in a bloodbath, their bodies strewn everywhere. Those who survived were mutilated, crying out in agony. The scene was extremely cruel and bloody. The Yamada-gumi members who hadn't eaten or were on guard duty were stunned by the sight. But just then, the alarm sounded: someone was attacking the Yamada-gumi headquarters…

That night, Xiao Chong and the others had devised a simple tactic: to sneak in explosives, have them secretly installed, and detonate them at the right moment to wipe them out!

But how could they transport such a large amount of explosives into the heavily guarded Yamada-gumi headquarters undetected? Everyone thought it would be a difficult task! Although Lin Meimei was skilled, she didn't have the ability to smuggle nearly two hundred pounds of explosives in undetected. Even if she did, she didn't know how to install them.

Just when everyone felt helpless, Zhu Xiaoyan came up with an idea: use fish—big fish—to smuggle the explosives into the Yamada group's kitchen. This suggestion was immediately approved by Nami, because she knew when the female chef in charge of purchasing would go to the market! If the fish were big enough, it would definitely attract her buying desire, because being responsible for feeding eight hundred people every day was no easy task; just choosing the dishes was enough to give her a headache. Big fish, with a dozen or more ways to cook each dish, would save time, effort, and worry—it was exactly what she wanted. Moreover, she had a fatal flaw: she particularly liked fat people, especially those with potbellies and smooth, delicate skin. This female chef's unusual taste was something they could satisfy, because Little Fatty had arrived!

But then another problem arose! Did Little Fatty speak Japanese?

Yes, of course! As a yakuza boss, how could he keep up with the times without knowing a few foreign languages? This was a bit novel! Actually, it wasn't surprising. Little Fatty had always been a studious person. From the moment he started studying classical literature, everyone could see he was definitely someone who strived for excellence. Learning a few foreign languages was for emergencies, a kind of self-defense measure.

But what about the fish? Where did they come from? Are there really that many large fish in the Sea of Japan? Certainly not. Even with Japan's favorable feng shui, it couldn't compare to the fertile land of China!

Zhu Xiaoyan's idea came from someone who knew where to find sufficiently large fish. They'd seen five on the news, each weighing over a hundred pounds, and judging by the time, these fish might not have already been sold. If they went now, they probably still made it in time. So, the group hurriedly set off that night for the fishing fleet's location—Kawamin Wharf in Kobe City.

When the group found the fleet, they secretly located the fisherman who had appeared on television and bought his three unsold large fish at a high price. Then, several top-notch surgeons performed implantation surgery on the fish, placing explosives inside their bellies without killing them—a highly difficult task that should not be attempted by non-professionals, or you'll kill the fish in no time.

After the fish were prepared, Nami led them to the only poorly managed market near Jichun Island. As long as a certain amount of tax and protection money was paid, one could freely sell their wares there. The protection money was collected by the Yamada Group, so Nami was very familiar with the area's management.

Nami and Xiaochong were both targets of the Yamada Group, so while Xiaopang and the others were selling fish, they hid in a car some distance away. Xiaopang didn't sell the fish to the fat and thin women because he wanted to sell them to the Yamada Group's female chef. Although Xiaopang didn't recognize her, Nami, hiding in the shadows, did!

Nami was confident she had the female chef wrapped around her little finger. The two baits she used were exactly what the chef wanted: first, the three large fish covered in vegetables; second, the witty, humorous, and charming Little Fatty. So, Little Fatty, along with Shuangxi, Zhang Zhijie, the big guy, Wula, Yang San, and Hua Di, easily entered the Yamada Group's kitchen, thoroughly familiarizing themselves with the place. Shuangxi and Hua Di, the two most skilled fighters, stayed behind, their purpose being to secretly plant explosives. Both were former special forces soldiers; planting explosives in the enemy's heart was a piece of cake for them. Even so, they dared not take the risk, because the main hall where Yamada Kurozuo was located was still several hundred meters away from the canteen and the members' dormitories, and those hundreds of meters were heavily guarded.

They ate in two shifts: those on night duty ate first, and those relieved ate later. This meant that the explosives planted by Xiao Chong and his team could only kill four or five hundred people at most, but that was enough for them! So when the explosions shattered the morale of the Yamada-gumi headquarters, they launched a frontal attack.

About two hundred meters from the Yamada-gumi headquarters' manor, a series of crackling sounds rang out, drawing out dozens of Japanese soldiers. When they rushed over with their small machine guns, they found nothing on the ground except for the scattered firecracker paper. Just as they sensed danger and were about to leave, one of the soldiers felt a hard impact under his foot, a "crack" as he stepped on a metal object. Before he could even see clearly, he was blown apart. Four more explosions followed, and dozens of Japanese soldiers were blasted to the ground.

Hiding in the shadows, Lin Meimei couldn't help but give Xiao Chong a thumbs up. "I didn't expect you to have this skill besides womanizing!"

Xiao Chong rolled his eyes at the teasing. "I know a lot more than that. This kind of chain reaction is child's play for me!"

"Has anyone ever told you that I...hate your eye-rolling? It's so ugly!" Lin Meimei had just learned this song, and seeing Xiao Chong and the others constantly changing the lyrics, she improvised a version!

Yamada Kurosawa was enraged. He hadn't even seen a shadow of the enemy, yet his men had already lost more than half. Except for his close-quarters guards, he ordered the remaining men to charge.

The night did nothing to hinder the Japanese advance. Like wasps in a hive, they swarmed out, but seeing no enemy, they could only fire wildly into the darkness!

Xiao Chong and his men engaged the Japanese in a pincer movement, operating in the shadows while the Japanese were in the open. They were flexibly dispersed, attacking and retreating at will, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Wave after wave of Japanese soldiers fell, but what wiped them out was a series of powerful grenades thrown from behind! These were thrown by Hua Di and Shuang Xi, who were hiding in the Yamada Group headquarters.

With this coordinated attack from within and without, Yamada Kurozu was like a trapped beast. Aside from roaring in anger, he had virtually no way to break free! He knew the attackers were Nami and that Chinese man, but he had no idea how many they had sent or how they had managed to trap him in such a predicament. He could only deploy nearly a hundred of his best men tightly within the headquarters to ensure his safety.

Yamada Kurosawa felt that although he was trapped in a cage, this cage was incredibly safe. The main building was surrounded by gunmen, with two heavy machine guns in front. Within ten paces of him were over twenty skilled men: several top-tier ninjas, several boxers brought in from Thailand, and several skilled judo and taekwondo practitioners from his own country. It was virtually impossible for the enemy to break in from the outside .

"Shinoda Nami, I'll fuck you to death, you slut! If you have the guts, come in and see how I fuck you!" Yamada Kurosawa cursed at the dark night outside.

Silence reigned outside.

"Shinoda Nami, you bitch! There are so many men in Japan, why did you have to pick a Chinese man? You're a disgrace to the Great Japanese Empire!" Yamada Kurosawa continued his tirade, hoping to provoke Nami into coming to her death with her men.

Still no movement outside, as if it wasn't Nami who had come! A sense of dread washed over Yamada Kurosawa—a fear he had never felt before! He thought himself a great schemer, with everything under his control, but he never expected that an ordinary woman could cause such a commotion and deliver such a heavy blow to him. He was truly astonished!

"Shinoda Nami, you slut..."

"Boom!" Just as Yamada Kurosawa was about to hurl insults again, a loud crash was heard from the roof, and a stone slab fell down, revealing a hole. Immediately afterwards, several machine guns emerged from the hole, "rat-a-tat-tat..." spraying flames with the rapidly firing bullets.

Chapter Thirty-One: Lin Daiyu's Performance

"Boom!" Just as Yamada Kurosawa was about to hurl insults again, a loud crash was heard from the roof, and a stone slab fell down, revealing a hole. Immediately afterwards, several machine guns emerged from the hole, "rat-a-tat-tat..." spraying flames with the rapidly firing bullets.

"Oh my god!" Yamada Kurosawa panicked and ran for his life, while the others were caught off guard and hit by bullets. Except for the dozen or so experts and Yamada Kurosawa, everyone else perished in the frenzied machine gun fire.

The gunfire lasted for a full twenty minutes. Everything in the main hall was destroyed, riddled with bullet holes. The armed guards didn't even have time to retaliate before falling into pools of blood.

Finally, the gunfire stopped, and the people above descended like elite flying tigers down the retractable wire. Xiao Chong and his men, dressed in camouflage uniforms and carrying guns, descended from the sky with the imposing presence of standard special forces.

The smell of gunpowder and blood on the scene drove them almost mad, while Zhang Zhijie, unable to contain his excitement, saw a dying Japanese soldier, pulled out his pistol, and blasted him in the head with a "bang!"

The sudden gunshot startled Xiao Chong and the others, who all gave him cold stares.

"I, I, I'm so excited!" Under the cold, murderous gazes of the crowd, Zhang Zhijie's aroused bestiality finally subsided slightly!

"Yamada Kurosawa, you come out here!" Nami shouted angrily at the bar counter in the lobby, knowing he must be hiding inside. The bar counter was made of solid wood, seemingly riddled with holes like a beehive, but in reality, the bullets hadn't penetrated the thick solid wood!

There was no movement, just like when Yamada Kurosawa had been cursing Nami; the entire lobby was filled with Nami's hollow echo.

Xiao Chong, however, picked up the machine gun and, without thinking twice, unleashed a frenzied barrage of fire at the bar counter. With the roar of the machine gun, Yamada Kurosawa's terrified voice came from inside: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm coming out!"

After a while, Xiao Chong emptied a magazine before stopping. Yamada Kurosawa hesitated for a long time before finally standing up timidly from behind the bar after hearing the sound of a bullet being chambered. Besides him, there were more than a dozen disheveled high-ranking guards!

Xiao Chong and the others were very puzzled; such a small bar was crammed with so many people. It seemed their overloading skills were no less impressive than their Chinese counterparts.

Looking at the group pointing guns at them, Yamada Kurosawa knew he was going to die anyway, so he stepped forward with a death wish. His steps trembled, but he still bravely faced them.

"Yamada Kurosawa, did you ever imagine you'd end up like this?" Nami gritted her teeth, her eyes practically spitting fire as she thought of the murder of her father!

"Sorry, I really didn't! If I had known you were this capable, I would have risked my life to kill you first!" Yamada Kurosawa retorted bitterly. His grand ambitions were likely to be ruined tonight; years of meticulous planning were about to fail. How could he not hate them?

The two glared at each other, their hatred running deep!

"You motherfucker, what are you looking at? If you've got the guts, throw down your guns and gang up on us! What kind of heroes play these tricks and schemes!" Yamada Kurosawa, resigned to his fate, unleashed his beastly fury once more!

"Alright!" Xiao Chong readily agreed, throwing his gun, but not to the ground; instead, he tossed it towards Yamada Kurosawa's face. Yamada Kurosawa was overjoyed, reaching out to catch it, when two flashes of silver light flew towards him. Instantly, a sharp pain shot through his eyes; he could see nothing.

"Ah—my eyes, my eyes!" Yamada Kurosawa screamed in agony.

"Wow, boss, you're so cruel!" Zhang Zhijie feigned surprise, like a delicate, frail woman, covering his mouth and letting out a shrill cry!

His grotesque antics nearly made everyone sick to their stomachs! But everyone knew that Yamada Kurosawa had been hit by Xiao Chong's silver needles, and they never missed, hitting the mark every time, like Li Xunhuan's flying dagger—it was a divine weapon!

"Yamada Kurosawa, you're a man, she's a woman. You have a long-standing feud and a recent grudge. It's best if you settle this yourselves. But you're a man, stronger and more physically capable than a woman. To be fair, I'll blind you. Do you accept it or not?" Xiao Chong said, not allowing him any objection. He took a half-breath and continued, "I know you're not convinced, but I'm Xiao Chong, not Lei Laohu. I don't believe in winning people over with virtue! Nami, you go!"

"Okay!" Nami said, throwing away her gun and brandishing a Japanese longsword as she charged towards the already bewildered Yamada Kurosawa.

Although the dozen or so experts saw that Yamada Kurosawa was doomed, these people had made them look so pathetic. Now that they had a chance to save face, they quickly stepped forward to block Nami.

"This work is exclusively published in text form on 16knovel.com. Reproduction or excerpting without permission is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit k.cn! Hehe, I thought I wouldn't have a chance to fight, but they specially saved this one for me! Hehe, Brother Xiao Chong, thank you so much, mmm!" Lin Meimei flirtatiously tossed a kiss to Xiao Chong, then smiled and faced the dozen or so experts, telling Nami to go around to the other side to find Yamada Kurosuke.

"Eh? A beautiful girl, I like her very much!" A Japanese judo expert, seeing Lin Meimei's flower-like face, immediately revealed a lecherous, pig-like expression!

Lin Daiyu's almond-shaped eyes snapped open, and her ghostly figure instantly appeared before the swine. With lightning speed, her outstretched hands grabbed his judo uniform, grabbed him, and slammed him to the ground. Her throw seemed weak and effortless, and everyone assumed it wouldn't even seriously injure the judo expert. However, as soon as he was in mid-air, they realized their mistake. He was thrown to the ground like an arrow, as if suddenly kicked hard in mid-air, landing headfirst, his brains splattering everywhere. He merely twitched for a moment, then straightened up, coughed up blood, and lay silently on the ground, his death gruesome and unbearable to witness.

Seeing the woman's incredible strength, the other dozen or so people quickly surrounded her. Here were elite ninjas, black market boxers for whom one loss meant certain death, and judo masters who had opened their own schools. The combined power of a dozen or so people was formidable, enough to shake a mountain! But Lin Daiyu was not a mountain; mountains don't move, they can't be moved at will. She was an indestructible awl, a centuries-old demon who would kill gods and Buddhas alike.

Her lightness skill and martial arts were among the most profound in Chinese martial arts, while Taekwondo, ninjutsu, and judo were merely the tip of the iceberg compared to the vast and profound Chinese martial arts. They were utterly no match for her attack, especially now that she was unleashing her full power.

A dozen or so people surrounded her, attacking simultaneously, but her figure was like a firework in the night sky, suddenly rising, suddenly exploding, emitting a dazzling, colorful, and bloody yet cruel radiance.

Lin Daiyu's figure exploded in the air like a whirlwind. Shuangxi finally saw the real Thousand-Hand Guanyin, but only saw her slender, jade-like fingers sweep across the air in a dazzling arc before disappearing without a trace. Before he could find her, he saw the group of experts, large and small, bruised and swollen, trembling on the ground, while her long, jade-like legs delivered a spinning kick that sent them sprawling to the ground.

Everything happened in an instant. Lin Daiyu's attack was more like a dance performance; her movements were graceful, supple, and ethereal, like a fairy punishing demons. For a moment, everyone was stunned.

After being knocked down, the dozen or so experts were no longer able to fight back, only howling and groaning in pain. They couldn't believe that the combined attack of more than ten people couldn't dodge a single move from this Chinese woman. Just one move had completely rendered them incapable of resistance. It was too monstrous, too terrifying.

Nami didn't watch Lin Daiyu's performance; in fact, she wasn't watching anyone right now. She was only staring at Yamada Kurosuke, her eyes blazing with fury. The hatred for her father's killer was irreconcilable; only the murderer could appease her father's spirit in heaven. And tonight, she would use her enemy's blood to appease her father's soul.

She didn't know martial arts, but she had brains. Yamada Kurosuke was known for his fighting prowess in the Yamada group, but brute force was the act of a reckless fool. Nami wasn't a tough man; she was a woman, a frail woman whose grip on a knife trembled slightly. Normally, she knew that even a lifetime of fighting alone wouldn't be enough to avenge him. But now, she could, because Yamada Kurosuke was blind.

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Pain of Losing a Beloved
. She moved as silently as possible, quietly approaching the frantic Yamada Kurosuke. Her knife moved silently, slowly and gently yet resolutely thrusting out, leaving a hole in Yamada Kurosuke's body. She immediately sheathed the knife and stood there motionless!

Undeniably, Nami was an extremely intelligent and calm woman. Her actions at this moment were wise. If she had retreated hastily after stabbing him, she would have made a sound, allowing Yamada Kurosuke to seize the source of the sound and launch a counterattack. But now, she remained still. Yamada Kurosuke was as if he had been stabbed by a ghost, writhing in pain, howling and cursing, yet he could only blindly and frantically thrash around, throwing punches and kicks at the air!

Seeing Yamada Kurosuke struggling like a trapped beast, Nami calmed down. She chose to slowly crouch down, very slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible. When Yamada Kurosuke was about to reach her, her Fusang longsword swept across his feet.

The sharp longsword, gleaming coldly, sliced across his feet, leaving two gaping gashes. He collapsed to his knees, yet still lunged forward with a desperate, fatal leap. He was certain he could catch that damned woman this time. Nami, as if anticipating his move, after the initial strike, shoved the hilt of the sword into a shattered hole in the ground where a floor lamp had been placed, leaving only the blade pointing straight up at the air. She immediately collapsed! Yamada

Kuro, blind in his left eye, could only rely on instinct, lunging forward with all his might. He believed that if he caught her, he could tear her in two with his brute strength. And indeed, he caught her. However, as he strained to pull himself together, he felt a sharp weapon pierce his chest, passing straight through his back, through his heart, and out his back. He struggled for a moment before dying.

Nami slowly crawled out from under him, looking at Yamada Kurosuke, who lay motionless on the ground like a lump of mud. She knelt down and cried out to the heavens, "Father, I have finally avenged you! Rest in peace!"

The scene was bloody, but since it was a Japanese soldier who had died, no one felt much sadness. They were only happy that Nami had avenged her father. Just then, Xiao Chong saw someone, someone he had forgotten, the only surviving member of the Long family—Long Xi, who had fled to Japan!

He stood in a back door of the main hall, coldly watching Xiao Chong. When Xiao Chong's gaze met his, he raised his middle finger and mouthed three words to him silently!

Although Xiao Chong was far away, he clearly saw the meaning of the mouth movements: **** motherfucker!

He was furious. His mothers were so sacred; how could a mere surviving member like him insult them? He picked up a short knife from the ground and chased after him in a fit of rage!

Shuangxi only noticed Xiao Chong's figure disappearing through the back door of the hall when he rushed after him, unaware that a dying Japanese soldier was lunging at him with a long Japanese sword.

In the blink of an eye, the sword was about to pierce Shuangxi's back. Everyone gasped, but it was too late to help. Xiao Zhi, standing beside Shuangxi, unhesitatingly shielded him with her chest, facing the blade. The sword

pierced Xiao Zhi's breast and entered her heart—a place Shuangxi had lingered in countless times. When he turned and saw this, his heart ached more than if he had been stabbed. Xiao Zhi, his beloved, respected, and cherished Xiao Zhi, the lover who had given him love and sex, had used her own chest to shield him from the sword, sacrificing herself to keep him alive. What a great and profound love!

"Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi, how are you?" Shuangxi anxiously held the swaying Xiao Zhi, asking repeatedly, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"I...I might not make it, Shuangxi...the person I love most in this world, you...you..." Xiaozhi's face was pale, her breath weak and intermittent.

"No, no, no, you'll be alright, I'll have the surgery, I can save you, I can save you!" Shuangxi shouted loudly, but he could deceive everyone else, but he couldn't deceive himself. He knew that Xiaozhi had no hope; the dagger had pierced her heart, and even a celestial being descending to earth couldn't save her.

"You...you have to promise me, be happy..." After saying this, Xiaozhi's eyes slowly closed, bidding farewell to Shuangxi, and leaving this world forever.

"No, no! Don't leave me—" Shuangxi cried out hoarsely, tears streaming down his face, his hollow voice echoing throughout the hall.

Suddenly, Shuangxi released Xiaozhi, his eyes bloodshot with grief and rage as he charged towards the Japanese soldier. He kicked him hard in the chest, and everyone heard a muffled thud. The Japanese soldier was sent flying backward as if hit by a speeding car, landing motionless on the ground. But Shuangxi, consumed by hatred and rage, still felt no relief. He chased after the soldier, raising his foot and stomping on his chest repeatedly. One kick, two kicks, three kicks, four kicks… until the Japanese soldier's chest was a bloody mess and Shuangxi's feet were covered in blood and gore, yet he still didn't stop.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines. While they could understand Shuangxi's actions, they knew he was only driving himself mad. Zhang Zhijie and Hua Di could no longer contain themselves and rushed forward to firmly restrain him.

"Let me go! Let me go! Let me kill him! I want to kill him..." Shuangxi struggled desperately, screaming and yelling, his voice hoarse like that of a bloodthirsty beast.

"Shuangxi!" Hua Di roared, pointing at the mangled Japanese soldier on the ground, "Look! Look closely! He's dead! Dead!"

Shuangxi seemed to be struck on the head, instantly sobering up, but his body slumped, tears streaming down his face. Only then did Hua Di and Zhang Zhijie release him.

Shuangxi, trembling, approached Xiaozhi, picked up her blood-soaked body, and howled in anguish, "Xiaozhi—!"

Xiao Chong, having pursued her relentlessly, traversed a complex network of gates and backyards, eventually entering another mansion. It seemed Long Xi was deliberately toying with him; whenever Xiao Chong couldn't find him, Long Xi would appear at the crossroads ahead, giving him the middle finger and cursing his mother!

Enraged, Xiao Chong vowed to catch Long Xi, to make him suffer a gruesome death, and to ensure his entire family could be reunited in the underworld.

When he reached the edge of a courtyard, he heard a thud, as if something heavy had fallen. He rushed forward to investigate and found the sound coming from a dried-up ancient well. There were no railings or warning signs around the well; from a distance, it would be impossible to spot it.

Had Long Xi fallen in? Xiao Chong stood by the well, peering into it with this question in mind. But the moment he poked his head out, he realized he'd been tricked. A gust of wind blew from behind, and before he could pull himself back, he felt a heavy blow to his buttocks, lost his balance, and fell into the well.
The attacker was none other than Long Xi, who was hiding in the grass by the well! Because he had prepared cover beforehand, the enraged Xiao Chong hadn't noticed him for a moment, and thus fell victim to the ambush!

This was a trap that Long Xi had set long ago! After being forced to leave home by Long Dong, he fled to Japan, begging Shinoda Kenichi to take him in. Shinoda Kenichi generously allowed him to stay, but on the condition that Long Xi would work for him! With no other options, Long Xi had no choice but to agree! But he had always kept a close eye on Long Ji's every move, until later, when Long Dong and Long Nan died one after another, and Long Xing took over Long Ji. Only then did he fully understand that the reason his Long family had fallen to such a state was entirely due to Ouyang Chong.

Besides hating Xiao Chong's despicable nature, he also hated the stupidity of his brothers and father, who had ruined decades of hard-earned wealth and brought about the destruction of their family.

Later, upon hearing that Xiao Chong had come to Japan, he plotted revenge. However, internal strife within the Yamada Group forced him to temporarily halt his plans. He had connections with Shinoda Kenichi, but was not familiar with Yamada Kurosaku. Survival was paramount, so he chose to hide in the forbidden area of the Yamada Group headquarters. Later, he learned that Shinoda Kenichi's daughter, Nami, was with Xiao Chong. Knowing Xiao Chong's personality, he knew he would inevitably seek out Yamada Kurosaku. Therefore, he meticulously set a trap, waiting for his opportunity. As fate would have it, Xiao Chong, despite his cleverness, fell into his trap. As soon as Xiao Chong fell into

the well, Longxi immediately moved the large stones he had prepared from the bushes, one by one, and threw them into the well, intending to make it Xiao Chong's final resting place.

He kept throwing, hurling all the stones he had prepared, large and small, into the well, until he was certain that even with superhuman strength, Xiao Chong couldn't possibly climb out. Only then did he stop, drenched in sweat.

Now that his enemy was dealt with, he knew he couldn't linger here and had to leave quickly. As he reached another passageway, he encountered Shuangxi and his men who had caught up with him.

Longxi immediately drew his gun and engaged them in a firefight, but his mediocre marksmanship was utterly insignificant in the eyes of Shuangxi and his gang. In no time, he was hit three times, all in vital areas. Yet, even in his dying moments, he still grinned maliciously at them: "Haha, you killed me, but I killed Ouyang Chong! This is retribution, retribution, retribution..."

"What? What did you say? Where is Xiao Chong?" Lin Meimei rushed forward, grabbed his shirt, and lifted him up, demanding an answer.

Long Dong stared with dead fish eyes, weak and listless, yet still grinning grotesquely: "You...you want to know...? Then...come...with me!" His gaze then froze on Lin Meimei, and he remained motionless.

Lin Meimei frantically checked his breath, only to find he was no longer breathing...

When Xiao Chong fell into the well, his body plummeted rapidly. The well was deep, and before he reached the bottom, he felt darkness suddenly descend upon him. He immediately realized that someone above had thrown something heavy—not a rock, but something else capable of killing him—and the person who threw it was Long Xi, who had pushed him down!

In that hurried, chaotic, life-or-death moment, his mind raced, conjuring a thousand ideas and rejecting a thousand of them. When he realized he was truly going to die and felt utterly desperate, he realized the well was only a meter in diameter, within reach of his outstretched arms. If he stretched out his arms and risked injuring them, he could at least reach the bottom or stop in mid-air. If he didn't stop, at least he would slow down and save his life. But now, a huge boulder was falling from above; even if he stopped, he would surely be crushed to death!

With no other option, he unconsciously slashed his dagger against the stone wall inside the well. The powerful friction of the fall created sparks where the knife met the wall, illuminating his surroundings in the dim light. He immediately saw a hole in the inner wall not far below—a huge hole, a dark abyss large enough for three people to crawl into!

Xiao Chong was overjoyed. He knew this was the only way out; if he missed it, he would surely die. He quickly increased the friction between his knife and the stone wall. Just as he was about to land above the cave, he slammed his fist into the other side of the stone wall. Using the rebound and the momentum of his fall, he bounced into the cave. Although his movements were incredibly fast, he narrowly escaped being hit squarely by the falling rock. Although it didn't hit him directly, the rock grazed his calf, tearing a large chunk of flesh. The excruciating pain made him scream immediately, and he quickly pulled his leg back into the cave! Just then, another large rock from Long Xi came crashing down, narrowly hitting his calf again. If he had been hit this time, his leg would probably have been permanently damaged.

It's a long story, but everything happened in the blink of an eye. If it were an ordinary person, they would have died at least a thousand times over. But Xiao Chong is no ordinary person. He is an extremely perverse desire doctor. In addition to treating illnesses, making money, picking up girls and sleeping with them, his desire to survive is equally strong. Moreover, he was a special forces soldier. Although it was only for two years, it was not a long time. But two years was enough for him to make the most correct choice at the critical moment of life and death.

This time, he really had to thank Yuan Datou. If it weren't for his devilish training, Xiao Chong probably wouldn't have been able to react so quickly! Xiao Chong secretly decided that if he could get out alive, he would definitely buy some discounted fruit and bring some Ant Power and Brain Gold to visit him properly. But that was on the premise that he could get out alive, and judging from the current situation, it was probably unlikely. Long Xi was still throwing large rocks, one after another, filling the well from the bottom to the level of this cave. When the rocks fell, they would roll into the cave from time to time, making it impossible for Xiao Chong to stay in the cave peacefully. He had to keep moving in and jumping to avoid the rocks. Later, the rocks stopped rolling into the cave because the entrance was blocked by rocks!

Good! Long Xi! You are really ruthless. You better not let me get out. If I get out, you will know what death is! Xiao Chong swore an oath as he groped his way into the cave! In fact, he didn't know that Long Xi was already dead, just died. If he could go up now, he should be able to feel some residual warmth.

Xiao Chong slowly made his way inside. The tunnel was surprisingly long, winding and stretching far into the distance, like a wormhole from a movie.

Could there be monsters? Xiao Chong cautiously made his way in, making wild guesses as he gripped his razor-sharp short knife, which he had worn down to the size of a razor blade. There was no turning back; he had to move forward!

After walking about a hundred meters, the space suddenly widened. In an oval platform, a door stood against the wall. Xiao Chong was very puzzled. Was there a family here? Was it the Dragon King of the Well's family? Or the former eighteen young leaders of the Yamada Group? Filled with doubt, he knocked on the door.

After knocking for a long time with no response, Xiao Chong guessed the family had gone shopping together, so he forced his way in. Surprisingly, the lock was very sturdy, and it took him a while to finally open it. Inside, he found a large hall, brightly lit, which was jarring to Xiao Chong, whose eyes had just adjusted to the darkness. It took him a while to adjust. Upon closer inspection, he noticed the hall's decor was rather tasteful, with all the necessary furniture, though it seemed somewhat mismatched. The main color was black, but everything was pink.

Black represents loneliness and melancholy, while pink evokes a woman's mysterious emotions. Someone who likes both black and pink—how good could their personality be? Probably a limited company! Using color theory to analyze it, Xiao Chong concluded that the owner of the house was a woman, a woman with a dark personality.

Behind the hall were six or seven doors. Xiao Chong randomly opened one and found someone taking a nap…or perhaps midnight! Judging by the time, it must be the middle of the night.

The person was covered by a sheet stained with dark red blood, and lay there quietly. The curves of the sheet revealed two prominent breasts typical of women, but there was no movement. She looked exactly like a corpse!

Had she been killed? Raped and then murdered? Murdered and then raped, raped and then killed? Xiao Chong walked forward with questions, and recognized the person at a glance!

Life is truly a mysterious thing! You can meet anyone in life. If you are destined, you will travel dozens of miles to meet. Looking at the person wearing a black hat and a veil covering her face, with only a pair of sinister eyes visible, who else could it be but that perverted hidden weapon! When she saw Xiao Chong, it was unclear whether she was dying, unconscious, or frightened, as she slowly closed her eyes!
Xiao Chong quickly reached out to check her breath, and surprisingly, she was still breathing. He reached out and pulled down her sheet. What he saw nearly made him faint. Her body was covered in hundreds of festering, bleeding wounds of varying sizes. But what shocked him most wasn't that she was still alive despite such severe injuries, but that the assassin he thought was a transvestite was actually a woman. Her breasts, though filthy and bearing a knife wound that cut through one breast, still couldn't hide their exquisite beauty.

Filled with intense curiosity, Xiao Chong gently removed the mask covering his face. What he saw shocked him beyond words. So beautiful! He wanted to cry out for his mother!

Xiao Chong felt as if his soul had left his body, floating in the air. This face shouldn't belong to a human; it should belong to the heavens. It was too beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, maddeningly beautiful. Even the most beautiful words couldn't describe her beauty—the moon would hide its face in shame, the fish would sink, and the geese would fall from the sky.

At that moment, Xiao Chong was dumbfounded. He truly couldn't believe that such a beautiful woman existed in the world! In the next moment, he made a decision that always made him too soft-hearted: he would save this woman! Not for any other reason than her beautiful face and perfect breasts—a rare beauty, a fairy descended from heaven, a beauty one might not encounter even once in a thousand years. To let her die so easily would be a waste of such a gift, an injustice against nature!

Xiao Chong found a box in her room that had once contained a 32-inch color television. Opening it, he gasped in shock—it was full of medicine! Xiao Chong was puzzled. Was this woman trying to open a pharmacy? Or was she going to be a sick man?

Since she had medicine, things would be much easier!

Xiao Chong quickly found disinfectant among the medicines and took out his small surgical kit to clean and suture her wounds. When he stitched up her perfect breast, he was furious. Which bastard was so heartless as to stab such a beautiful woman with a knife? These breasts were meant to be admired, sucked, and played with! To treat them like this was utterly outrageous!

She had many wounds, and Xiao Chong turned her over and over, working on her for nearly two hours before finally stitching them all up. She let Xiao Chong do as he pleased; she didn't want to, but what could she do when she was unconscious?

After cleaning the wounds, Xiao Chong rummaged through the cardboard box again, finding antiseptic solution and a disposable IV drip. After hanging the solution on her, he finally had time to sit down and admire his handiwork. It wasn't very aesthetically pleasing; the stitched wounds on her bare, white upper body looked like black centipedes crawling all over her, a horrifying sight.

Xiao Chong looked at her for a while, his gaze unconsciously shifting to her lower body. He couldn't help but think: Are there any wounds down there? How could he have overlooked that? Thinking this, he stood up and started to pull down her pants, but when he only pulled them down halfway, revealing a bit of pubic hair, he hesitated. Was this a bit immoral? To simply satisfy his curiosity and lust, to take advantage of someone in their vulnerable state and remove their pants! That was the act of a despicable person!

Thinking it over, he suddenly reassured himself! "I've never been a gentleman, why should I play the coward? Besides, I'm a doctor, who am I afraid of? This is an examination, understand? An examination is meant to be thorough, a full-body check, for your own good! Of course… and for my own good too…" Having made up his

mind, Xiao Chong stopped dawdling and quickly pulled down her pants and underwear.

He only glanced at that patch of dark pubic hair before he was stunned!

Genital deformity!

The legendary intersex person!

No wonder her sex appeal was so extraordinary! Originally, Xiao Chong wanted to say she was incredibly perverted, but after a thorough examination and confirming she was a woman, he dared not use such a vulgar word to describe her.

Her condition wasn't complicated; she had no prostate, no vas deferens, none of the appendages of the male internal reproductive organs! Then what about that penis hanging from her external genitalia?

After his careful examination and diagnosis, it was found that this was not a penis, but a pathological condition of congenital malformation. Normally, it should be small, but due to the congenital malformation, it became like a man's penis. This condition should have existed since she was a fetus.

Looking at everything before him, Xiao Chong couldn't help but sigh at the cruel twist of fate. What a pitiful person, what a pitiful woman. A person with an angelic face, truly a pure woman, was mistakenly believed to be intersex, just because of a slight developmental abnormality (actually, it wasn't just a slight abnormality; ten thousand people would say it was definitely a penis, with genitals and anal sphincter, and apart from not being able to ejaculate or urinate, its function was no different from a penis, equally sensitive!). This had ruined a delicate beauty to such a state of being neither human nor ghost. The prejudices and opinions of the world, how utterly harmful!

"Alright, meeting me is your destiny! Although you once harmed me, we have known each other for a time. Since I saved you, let me restore your pure female body! Let you be a real woman!" Xiao Chong said to the hidden weapon, then opened his ever-present small surgical box again.

Frankly, the surgery wasn't too difficult; any general surgeon could do it—simply cut off the extra length of her penis, as thick as a finger! However, restoring its original sensitivity was something not every doctor could do; it required exceptional care and patience.

Xiao Chong was never careless on the operating table. He loved surgery, just as he loved beautiful women. He enjoyed performing challenging surgeries, just as he enjoyed conquering a beautiful, untamed woman! Now, with both aspects combined, he was even more dedicated!

This seemingly simple surgery took him five hours to complete, finally restoring her abnormally developed penis to the size of a normal woman's. He was confident that after the stitches were removed, its sensitivity would be no less than any other woman's; in fact, it would be even more sensitive, because it was meticulously tailor-made for her by Xiao Chong.

Holding the piece of tissue as long as a finger, Xiao Chong was unsure what to do—throw it away or keep it for her to see when she woke up? Later, he decided to put it in something and freeze it, just in case she wanted to see it later!

After Xiao Chong finished everything and treated his leg injury, he was a little hungry. He didn't know how many days the woman hadn't eaten, but judging from the bloodstains on the sheets, it had been at least three days! A ninja is a ninja, indeed very patient. He couldn't do it; it was past midnight snack time, and he hadn't eaten a meal, so his stomach was growling!

Washing clothes and cooking weren't men's jobs, but now that the woman was in a hospital bed, he had to take on the roles.

The refrigerator was large and full of food, and there was plenty of rice and flour outside. Judging from the food, the woman would probably stay here for several months! Xiao Chong was very happy; at least he wouldn't starve to death for the time being. But what about after they finished eating? Xiao Chong paused for a moment at this thought, then shook his head. Whatever, he'd think about tomorrow and the day after!

His skills weren't bad. Although he only had experience making bull penis, pig penis, and other kinds of penises before, cooking is a skill that's easy to master. As the saying goes, "Where there's a will, there's a way." Ultimately, Xiao Chong was just lazy!

In no time, Xiao Chong had prepared two dishes and cooked a pot of rice for himself. At this time, the woman needed to eat semi-liquid food, such as porridge or noodles. (For context, there's a distinction between semi-liquid and fully liquid foods. This isn't about abortion; don't think of it in such a vulgar way. Semi-liquid includes porridge, noodles, rice noodles, etc.! Fully liquid includes water, milk, soup, and the like! Now you understand? I don't usually tell this to just anyone!)

While satisfying his hunger, Xiao Chong didn't forget the woman lying in bed. After all, she was the mistress of the house, and a pot of millet porridge was simmering on the stove!

After eating and drinking his fill, Xiao Chong felt a little tired, so he leaned back on the sofa and took a short nap. When he woke up, the millet porridge had turned into a mushy mess, neither porridge nor rice!

"There's nothing I can do, don't be too picky, this is my best! Just eat it!" Xiao Chong left a bowl of this half-eaten, half-cooked mess and practically forced it down the woman's throat.

Pulsily? Yes! Absolutely! The woman was unconscious and unable to chew! Unable to swallow the porridge, Xiao Chong had a good idea: to feed it to her with his own mouth. But this was porridge, not water. Trying to steal her away and expect her to swallow it wasn't so easy, especially since he had already burned the porridge! So he used another method: manual chewing. He would put the porridge in her mouth, then pinch her chin and move it up and down to help her chew. This method wasn't very effective; it took at least five minutes to swallow a single bite. But at least she swallowed it, so Xiao Chong continued to force-feed her porridge. After a bowl, Xiao Chong's hand ached, and the woman's chin was red and swollen from his pinching.

Looking at her red and swollen jaw, Xiao Chong felt very guilty. "I'm sorry, I've always been served by others. This is my first time serving you, so please bear with me!"

After the woman finished eating… actually, Xiao Chong wasn't quite sure if she was full, because the women in his harem usually ate less than a cat. This large bowl was enough to feed a cat to death! So he wisely concluded that the woman was full! Immediately, he brought some water and washed the woman's body. This time, he didn't dawdle or hesitate; he cleaned her from head to toe, removing all the bloodstains before stopping. He
'd been busy all night, not knowing if it was dawn yet. Feeling exhausted, Xiao Chong went out and opened a room to see if there was a bed he could sleep in. But as soon as he opened the door, a stench of decay, nauseating and overwhelming, filled the air. Inside lay a hideous, dead monster.

"Damn it, even dead, it comes out to scare people. It deserves to die!" Xiao Chong pinched his nose and quickly closed the door.

Now, he didn't have the courage to open a third door. He obediently returned to the woman's room; after all, she was alive, even though the smell of blood seemed to linger.

Xiao Chong found a new quilt, threw the woman's blood-stained sheet into the corner, and dressed her in her clothes before lying down beside her. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew, my nose feels much better now. Let's squeeze in for the night. That dead man scared me half to death; I'm too scared to sleep in another room. Don't worry, I'm a very proper sleeper... Actually, even if I weren't, you couldn't do anything about it now. But don't worry, I never force women to do that kind of thing, especially since you're injured..."

Xiao Chong murmured in her ear like a mantra, and eventually, he fell asleep.

He slept for who knows how long, probably all night, who knows? Living here day and night, it's impossible to distinguish right from wrong! Xiao Chong stretched comfortably, but perhaps his movements were a bit too rough; he accidentally touched one of the woman's wounds, causing her to groan softly.

Xiao Chong was startled, only then remembering that he was in Japan, sleeping in a secret place underground in a well. A deep melancholy welled up in his heart. How long was he going to stay here? He was about to suffocate! His escape route was blocked; he was probably really going to die of suffocation!

Thinking this, Xiao Chong inadvertently looked up and found a pair of cold eyes staring straight at him. The eyes held neither anger nor sadness, but certainly no gratitude. "

Damn it, you really are a dog biting a hornet's nest, not understanding my heart," Xiao Chong cursed inwardly without speaking, returning what he perceived as equally indifferent gazes. The two stared at each other silently, their gazes locked in hostility. In truth, Xiao Chong longed to be communicating with her through deep, affectionate eyes.

The two stared at each other for a long time. The woman's patience was remarkable, seemingly tireless! The man was bored; there was no other entertainment here. He was awake anyway, idle anyway, so he might as well just wait it out. After all, the woman was so beautiful, even when she was cold and aloof; he could never tire of looking at her.

"Are you hungry?" Xiao Chong asked. He didn't know if she was hungry or not, but he was definitely hungry himself!

"..." The woman didn't speak, just looked at him, clearly not understanding.

Xiao Chong then remembered she was a Japanese woman, and he had to speak very Japanese to her. Besides, this woman was his first Japanese teacher; she was the person he first spoke to, so his very Japanese still had her accent. "Are you hungry?" "

..." This time the woman understood, but still didn't speak, just looked at him, her eyes cold and expressionless.

"Oh, you're pretty cool. Then you can lie down! I'm hungry, I need to make breakfast!" Xiao Chong said, getting up and walking out. Unlike the woman, he was naked!

He didn't have a penchant for exhibitionism, but he couldn't help it; his clothes had been washed last night! Letting her see him was a return favor, after all, he had seen her naked first! An eye for an eye, but a debt of gratitude must be repaid!

After Xiao Chong finished eating, he brought back a bowl of porridge, now wearing a shirt. This time, Xiao Chong learned his lesson. The porridge was still porridge, and the water was still water, not as mushy as yesterday. But this time it was very thin, almost entirely water, with too little rice.

"Just bear with it, I'll definitely do better next time!" Xiao Chong said, scooping a spoonful and holding it to her lips.

Whether the woman disliked the porridge for being too watery and too little rice, or simply didn't want to accept Xiao Chong's pity, she just kept her mouth tightly shut and refused to eat!

"Damn it, have you grown up like a donkey? Eat up! I burned my hands making this pot of porridge for you!" Xiao Chong's patience was limited, and seeing that she wouldn't open her mouth, he yelled at her in anger.

The woman still wouldn't eat, still looking at him coldly.

"Eat a little, it'll help you get better faster!" Xiao Chong remembered that forcing someone to comply was nothing more than threatening and bribing, so he'd try bribing her first.

After receiving a negative reply from the woman, Xiao Chong became somewhat enraged and embarrassed. He felt that what he had done was simply foolish—asking for a demanding woman to serve him. But now, his good mood was ruined, and in a fit of rage, he was capable of anything. "You fucking refuse to eat, huh? If you don't eat, I'll make you stay with that monster next door!"

Hearing this, a chill flashed in the woman's eyes, though it was fleeting, Xiao Chong caught it. He then intensified his threats and intimidation. "Do you know? That monster is far more terrifying than when it was alive. Its entire body is festering, and countless maggots are crawling all over it, densely packed. It's oozing fluid, and the stench is unbearable..."

Before Xiao Chong could finish, the woman opened her mouth. Xiao Chong was overjoyed, extremely smug, and quickly fed her the porridge on the spoon. "You little brat, I don't believe I can't handle you."

The woman felt wronged. She really didn't want to eat; Xiao Chong's disgusting description made her want to vomit. But the moment she opened her mouth, the porridge was already poured in, leaving her no choice but to swallow it reluctantly.

That's how things are sometimes—once you take a bite, you take a second, and then a third! After the first bite, Xiao Chong brought on the second! He only stopped when he had forced a whole bowl of porridge down her throat.

After she finished eating, Xiao Chong even considerately wiped her mouth with a tissue, like a servant attending to a young mistress. Then, regardless of her wishes, he abruptly pulled back the sheet covering her, revealing her body covered in wounds, yet still alluring. He was going to change her dressing.

The woman reverted to her cold, hostile attitude towards Xiao Chong, reaching out to touch her private parts, but her body was limp and powerless, leaving her helpless as Xiao Chong ravaged her body with the medicated cotton and other materials.

After changing the dressing, Xiao Chong had temporarily finished his work, so he returned to bed and lay down next to the woman. The woman's disgusted and cold gaze fell on his face again, but Xiao Chong was too lazy to pay her any attention this time. Closing his eyes and going to sleep was the proper thing to do. His feet had been hurting all night, and he'd had a nightmare; he hadn't slept well at all, so this was a good opportunity to catch up on some sleep.

Just as he was sound asleep, he suddenly heard a "thump," like something heavy falling to the ground. Opening his eyes, he found the woman beside him empty. Peeking over the edge of the bed, he saw her lying on the floor, trying to get up but unable to move.

"Damn, what are you doing?" Xiao Chong asked.

The woman glanced at him, her cold eyes carrying a hint of panic and shyness.

Xiao Chong understood; she probably needed to use the restroom. He kept a straight face but chuckled inwardly. He walked over, helped her onto his back, and carried her to the toilet. After helping her sit down, he turned his back to her. He really wanted to look at her directly; the sight of such a beautiful woman urinating must be quite a spectacle. However, considering they weren't very familiar with each other yet, and worried that it might put psychological pressure on her and prevent her from relieving herself, potentially leading to urinary retention, he held back.

A long, drawn-out gurgling sound came from behind him—much longer than a man's! Xiao Chong thought to himself, "Probably because women's bladders are bigger than men's, that's why they can hold so much!"

Finally, after she finished, Xiao Chong carried her to the room. The woman felt a complex mix of emotions as she leaned against his back.

They remained like this, bored, until evening. Aside from eye contact and unavoidable physical contact, they didn't exchange any words.

After dinner, Xiao Chong brought her a basin of water again. Hygiene and civility are fine traditions of the Chinese people; Xiao Chong didn't know if this foreign woman also liked this, but since she didn't say, he assumed it was all natural.
After dinner, Xiao Chong brought over a basin of water again. Hygiene and civility are fine traditions of the Chinese people, and Xiao Chong didn't know if this foreign woman liked these things too, but since she didn't say, he assumed everything.

His action of pulling back the sheets had slowly become a habit; he'd grab the corner and forcefully pull it off, creating a gust of wind, and then she would be naked again in Xiao Chong's view. Every time, the woman would get goosebumps from this. Deep down, she hoped he could be gentler, but her stubbornness and aloofness prevented her from even speaking to him, so how could there be any spiritual communication?

Xiao Chong didn't care about any of that, continuing to do as he pleased. Whether she wanted to or not, he was determined to wipe her body, to prevent infection. She had so many wounds; if sweat caused bacteria to grow and lead to infection, that would be terrible! So he wrung out the towel and gently wiped the woman's uninjured areas, softly and tenderly, inch by inch, like a lover tenderly serving her. While the woman felt physically comfortable, she felt incredibly sad inside. As for why? She didn't understand. Perhaps it was because no one had ever treated her so well in her entire life!

When Xiao Chong's towel reached her lower body, he began to feel a little awkward. This area should ideally be dealt with hastily, or better yet, not touched at all, lest the person become so embarrassed that they contemplate suicide! But now, he couldn't. When Xiao Chong performed surgery on her yesterday, he discovered that she was no longer a virgin, and women who have had sexual intercourse tend to have more vaginal discharge. If not kept clean, it could cause a serious infection at the surgical site. Reluctantly, Xiao Chong had no choice but to be lewd!

He spread the woman's two fair and slender legs into a wide-open position, and then carefully wiped them with the towel.

This time, the woman was truly ashamed. She didn't know whether to stare at him coldly or look elsewhere. In the end, she could only helplessly close her eyes. In truth, she really didn't dare to look at him anymore! The woman just wanted all of this to end quickly, the sooner the better! But his movements were slow and gentle, wiping those wrinkles and creases over and over again. Her goosebumps rose uncontrollably again. She didn't want to have a reaction, but her body wouldn't listen. Although the man didn't say anything, she knew that her lower body was constantly leaking fluid, fluid that was being stimulated.

The woman felt incredibly ashamed, yet also somewhat excited. This stimulating sensation caused her once beautiful but pale face to flush crimson.

Watching the changes in her body, Xiao Chong couldn't help but sigh, "No matter how strong, cold, or ruthless you are, you're still just a woman. Why make yourself act like a madwoman all the time? Wouldn't it be better to live a normal life?"

Their persistent hygiene efforts finally came to an end. Xiao Chong realized with dismay that his actions were futile. Every time he wiped, her clear, white fluid would flow out again, endlessly, failing to achieve sterility and instead attracting more and more bacteria, increasing the risk of infection. In the end, he had to abandon this sensual but purely well-intentioned act.

Actually, they both thought of a good method: using a panty liner. But one was too embarrassed to say it, and the other too embarrassed to ask, resulting in a later infection.

They went to bed, didn't have sex, and three days passed in the blink of an eye!

For the past three days, Xiao Chong has selflessly continued to heal the woman's wounds, fulfilling his duties as a doctor to the utmost! The woman has been lying in bed for the past three days, doing nothing but eating, drinking, relieving herself, and sleeping. Yet she hasn't shown any signs of agitation or unease, as if she has long since grown accustomed to this monotonous and dull life. But Xiao Chong is different. He yearns for noise and excitement, enjoys crowded and atmospheric places, and especially loves the company of beautiful women. But this woman is like a piece of wood, numb and lifeless, like a walking corpse, which he finds unbearable. What

Xiao Chong finds most unbearable is that when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he can still see her cold gaze fixed on him. Each time, he breaks out in a cold sweat. The thought of a pair of ghostly, indifferent eyes beside him in the dead of night is terrifying for anyone. Xiao Chong is terrified that one day, while he's asleep, she might kill him with a cold knife.

That night, Xiao Chong couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere any longer. As he lay down beside her again, he couldn't help but say, "I can't sleep. Can we talk?"

The woman hesitated, glancing at him without replying.

"I know you don't like me, and I don't want to bother you, but the outside passage has been blocked with stones! I can't leave even if I wanted to. I'm suffering your coldness here not because I'm susceptible to abuse, but because I have no other choice!" Xiao Chong felt a deep sadness as he spoke. Who would willingly sleep with an assassin if they weren't helpless?

The woman remained silent, but had to admit that what Xiao Chong said was true.

"So you could say we're each other's only support, and when the food runs out, that'll be the end for us both. I never imagined we'd die together. This isn't what you wanted, nor is it what I wished for; it's fate's arrangement. So, I think in the few days we have left, can we be honest with each other?" Xiao Chong gazed deeply at her, his heart filled with despair. He was trapped here, having missed his best chance to call for help. So much time had passed; Shuangxi and the others should have given up the search! Even if they hadn't, the well was in a remote location, obscured by rocks; even if he shouted himself hoarse, his voice wouldn't carry far. So Xiao Chong knew he was most likely going to die.

No one expected that even someone as clever as Xiao Chong could miscalculate. Shuangxi and the others hadn't abandoned him, only temporarily left, because there were now a large number of police searching for survivors in the ruins. They would return at night to continue their search for him!

Xiao Chong hadn't considered this. He felt a profound loneliness and despair, believing that besides wandering ghosts, there was no one else up there. He felt abandoned by the entire world. Perhaps being in this environment, facing such a woman, had dulled his mind, making him less thoughtful. No one is perfect, even an old horse can stumble, let alone someone whose temperament dictates everything.

The woman looked at Xiao Chong again, her mouth opening and closing, but no sound came out. Clearly, she knew this couldn't continue.

Seeing her wavering, Xiao Chong quickly intensified his persuasion. He didn't want to stay with a mute until death. "I've performed surgery on you. In a couple of days, when the stitches are removed, you'll see that I've completely transformed you into a pure woman, a perfect woman without any flaws. Although I didn't get your consent beforehand, I think you won't object to what I've done, right?"

The woman thought for a moment, and although she didn't speak, she nodded involuntarily. She didn't want anyone to see her face, much less her deformed lower body. But this didn't mean she didn't want to be a real woman; that was her wish, her only wish in this life, a wish her dark, reclusive personality could never fulfill. She wouldn't allow any surgeon to see her lower body. Xiao Chong saw her face, and even more so, her lower body. She was furious, yet grateful that he had performed the surgery. It was a complex feeling, not easily expressed in words.

The man had performed the surgery; she knew without him saying it, because when she went to the toilet, she noticed the long, protruding thing was gone, replaced by fine sutures, making her look just like the female assassin she had once been close to and had a twisted love with. She was overjoyed; the first time she saw it, she even secretly shed tears she hadn't shed in ages.

She finally responded, which encouraged Xiao Chong. He continued, "From now on, as long as food can sustain us, we'll depend on each other. Can we have a proper talk? I don't dare hope we can become friends, but at least let's not live like this, so gloomy and depressing!"

"I... I don't want it to be like this either!" The woman finally spoke, her voice hoarse and androgynous, pleasant and sexy to the ear.

Hearing her finally speak, Xiao Chong was overjoyed and also a little proud of himself. Indeed, nothing is impossible for a willing heart. As long as you put in the effort, even an iceberg can be melted. "I know you must have suffered a lot in the past and been unhappy. Now, we are isolated from the outside world, which means everything outside will be irrelevant to us! So please put everything down and live the rest of your days happily, okay?"

The man's words were heavy with sincerity, and the woman couldn't help but nod her noble head again.

"Can you tell me your name?" Xiao Chong asked softly.

"Kawada Tanika!"

"Can I call you Xiangxiang from now on?" Xiao Chong asked tentatively. Actually, she wasn't fragrant at all before. The first time he met her, he smelled a strong fishy odor on her, the unique killer scent of an assassin. For the past few days, he had been trying to change this scent with shower gel, but he found it was futile. Her murderous aura didn't come from the surface of her skin, but from her heart. Only by making her lay down her weapon from her heart would this scent disappear.

The woman nodded, but didn't ask his name. When Shinoda Kenichi assigned her the assassination mission, he clearly told her that he was a Chinese man, with the compound surname Ouyang and the single name Chong. He was the CVO of Longxing Group, and also a doctor. In the past, he was a ruthless soldier that made the Japanese military tremble with fear.
"Can you talk to me about the past? I know your gloomy state is related to your past, and I can guess you must have suffered a lot. Mentioning the past must be painful for you, but your heart is bound to the past. You must face it, open yourself up, and not forget it. Let time wash it away. Let it fade and disappear with the passing years. In the few days you have left, can you live happily with me until the end?"

The woman slowly nodded, sighed deeply, and began to speak. From her parents discovering her genital deformity, to being abandoned and struggling to survive on the streets by begging for scraps and bones, enduring the cold stares and contempt of others, she finally joined the Iga Clan. She thought her good days had finally arrived, but unexpectedly, she encountered those terrifying eight brothers. Their twisted minds were even more perverse than hers, and they tried every means to humiliate and torture her…

By the time she finished speaking, tears streamed down her face! She thought she would never tell anyone these things in her life! Unexpectedly, on her deathbed, she revealed them to a man! Her tragic experiences had shattered her personality, severely disrupting her mental balance. Deep down, she was so lonely, without friends, without family, without anyone caring for her, not even a single, insignificant greeting. Her interactions with the female assassin were merely physical; there was virtually no genuine emotional connection. After pulling up their pants, they acted as if they didn't know each other.

Her tears flowed silently. At this moment, Xiao Chong didn't see a blood-stained, psychologically twisted killer, but a weak, helpless woman, tragically beautiful and moving! He couldn't bear it any longer and reached out to pull her into his arms.

She struggled, very hard. She wasn't used to hugging or being hugged; perhaps no one had ever hugged her before. Yet Xiao Chong didn't let go; instead, he held her even tighter in his arms!

Slowly, she gave up struggling. Although her injuries were healing, they weren't fully healed, and her strength was very limited. After struggling for a while, she ran out of energy and could only passively lean against him.

His shoulders were broad and warm, carrying the unique scent of a man! For the first time, she felt a word that had never appeared in her dictionary: safety!

She closed her eyes, and tears squeezed out from her tightly closed eyes, flowing continuously.

At this moment, Xiao Chong didn't know if it was out of sympathy, pity, or simply subconsciousness, but he lowered his head and kissed away her tears. The gentle kiss, the salty and bitter liquid, made his heart ache. The kiss gently traced a path down her snow-white face to her lips.

The woman's body couldn't help but tremble. She didn't open her eyes, but her fair hands gripped the man's arm tightly.

This was a kiss without much passion or elaborate gestures, gentle and shallow. Their lips simply sucked at each other slowly, their tongues not even intertwining. Yet, the impact it had on the woman was indescribable. The feeling was so beautiful, so sweet, something she'd never even dreamed of. Everything before her seemed unreal, like a soap bubble, vibrant and colorful, but destined to burst and vanish.

After the kiss, both Xiao Chong and Xiang Xiang experienced physical arousal, but Xiao Chong forcefully suppressed his rising desire. He wanted her, and he knew she needed him too, but her current physical condition wasn't suitable for such intimate acts.

"Xiang Xiang, don't be sad, okay? From now on, you won't be alone. I'll always be with you, until the moment we die!" Xiao Chong's words filled her with sorrow and despair, yet also warmth and romance.

She quietly leaned against him, feeling his warmth and breath, finally understanding the happiness others spoke of. Happiness, it turned out, was so simple! Simply having two hearts close together, comforting and caring for each other, feeling each other's presence, from acquaintance to understanding, to love, dependence, and companionship—that is a process of happiness.

Now, she has no other hopes. Her greatest wish has already been fulfilled by the man. Her only wish is that she and he can live longer, stay here longer, and ideally, live here forever! Whether she leaves or not is irrelevant to her. The outside world is ugly and treacherous, but here, in this secluded, dark ancient well, there is no malice in human hearts, no worldly strife, no conflict. Because of the emotions the man evokes in her, she feels this is a paradise, a pure and beautiful land!

With this sweet, unreal feeling, she nestled against the man and drifted into sleep. For the first time, she slept so soundly and peacefully!

In the middle of the night, Xiao Chong woke up feeling like she was hugging a stove. Reaching out, she saw that Xiangxiang had a high fever. She quickly examined her and discovered that the small surgical incision had become infected. As she got out of bed to get medicine, Xiangxiang grabbed her hand, pleading and whispering, "Don't leave me, don't leave me!"

Xiao Chong smiled gently at her. "Don't worry, I won't leave. You have a fever, I'll get you some medicine! Lie down for a bit, I'll be right there!"

Xiao Chong found some antibiotics, put them on an IV drip, and then took ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them in cling film, and placed them under her armpits and groin.

"I'm so cold! Can you cover me with a blanket?" Xiangxiang shivered, curled up on the bed.

"It's just chills from the fever, it'll go away! You need to cool down, don't cover yourself with a blanket." Xiao Chong then flicked out a silver needle and pricked her ten fingers several times, drawing a trickle of blood. This is the bloodletting method for reducing fever, as described in traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture, but Xiao Chong didn't know if it was effective, because he had never used this method before.

"Can...can you hold me?" Xiangxiang asked tremulously.

This was also unscientific, but Xiao Chong resolutely got into bed and held her tightly.

Xiangxiang's face was flushed from the high fever, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, looking incredibly pitiful and fragile. Seeing her like this, who would have thought that such a delicate woman was actually a ruthless killer?

Around midnight, Xiangxiang's fever finally subsided, and Xiao Chong breathed a sigh of relief. If the fever hadn't broken, she would have suffered febrile shock, and her brain would have been damaged.

When Xiangxiang woke up, she immediately turned to look at Xiao Chong. Seeing him watching her, she couldn't help but reveal a smile she had never shown before—weak, stiff, yet beautiful! She couldn't remember when she had smiled before, and she had almost forgotten how to control her smile.

Xiangxiang was originally a woman of otherworldly beauty. Although her smile was forced, it was a genuine, heartfelt one. Xiao Chong was once again stunned by her beauty, gazing at her intently and murmuring, "Your smile is so beautiful! It makes me feel so comfortable!"

"Really?" Xiangxiang, despite being ill, was overjoyed to see the man so infatuated with her.

"..."
A week later, Xiangxiang's wounds healed, and the stitches were removed. The other wounds on her body were easy to treat, but when Xiao Chong's hand reached the small incision on her lower body, even a light touch with tweezers caused her to cry out. However, judging from her expression—a mixture of extreme pleasure and extreme discomfort—it didn't seem like she was in pain.

So sensitive? Xiao Chong couldn't help but chuckle. Although he knew that after the surgery, that area would regain normal female sensation, he hadn't been prepared for such a remarkable effect.

It was only three-dimensional sutures, but even after they were all removed, Xiao Chong was drenched in sweat. Normally, the post-operative care of removing the sutures wouldn't be difficult, but the woman's constant screaming and writhing in sync with the sounds made Xiao Chong's heart tremble and his hands shake.

Xiangxiang didn't want this at all, but she couldn't control herself. The area after surgery was a hundred times more sensitive than before; even the slightest touch of the man's fingers sent a jolt through her. She couldn't control her body at all; with just three-dimensional sutures, her lower body was already soaked.

Xiao Chong looked at her pearly white teeth biting her lip, a hesitant expression on her face, and guessed what she was thinking. Since they were now each other's only support, if it weren't for this injury, they would have already been completely naked together. So he didn't bother to hide his feelings, quickly took off his clothes, and got into bed.

The woman's body was already very wet, revealing her deep desire! Xiao Chong still didn't dare to be too impulsive and mount her immediately, afraid of scaring her, because according to her, although she was no longer a virgin, she had never actually done "that kind of thing" with a man. He needed to let her slowly accept him with her body and soul.

"Xiangxiang, I'm coming, are you ready?" Xiao Chong leaned down and looked at her affectionately.

"Mmm!" Xiangxiang responded softly with infinite shyness.

After receiving a positive response, Xiao Chong kissed her lips. This kiss was no longer mild; it was filled with wild passion, like a storm. His lips pressed together, his thick, long tongue probing into her mouth, teasing and entwining her delicate tongue, sucking at her sweet, moist nectar. Her throat swallowed repeatedly, as if she were parched.

The woman gradually became aroused, her entire body heating up. Her soft, white arms wrapped around Xiao Chong's neck, responding passionately to him, forgetting herself and indistinguishable between her own and his nectar.

In the midst of the passionate kiss, Xiao Chong's hand reached for her uninjured breast, caressing and squeezing it, gently stroking the slightly upturned, soft bud. His tongue slowly left her cherry-red lips, landing on her fragrant shoulder and kissing it passionately, until it reached the peak of her previously injured breast. His tongue circled and hovered there, occasionally sucking hard like a baby.

"Mmm~~~~" Under the dual stimulation of Xiao Chong's affectionate gaze and skillful lips, she let out a soft moan, her body already beginning to twist with passion, powerless to resist Xiao Chong's seemingly bewitching hands and his tongue that sent electric shocks through her!

Xiangxiang's hand involuntarily reached down to Xiao Chong's lower body, gently untying his Italian leather belt and slowly pulling down his trousers. One small hand, through his underwear, touched Xiao Chong's burning, almost bursting, most irresistible spot.

"Oh!" Xiao Chong couldn't help but let out a muffled cry. Xiangxiang's aroused body no longer possessed a cold aura, but instead carried a faint, alluring fragrance. The temptation of her perfect breasts and her enchanting moans made him lose control of his own surging emotions. Coupled with this sudden touch, he couldn't help but tremble.

Although the woman lacked real sexual experience, she and the female assassin had already engaged in countless simulated sexual encounters. Seeing the man's fervent reaction, she slipped her hand inside his underwear and gently caressed his extremely sensitive areas with her soft, slightly cool hands. It felt like a massage with warm water mixed with milk, making him feel incredibly comfortable. His breath grew hot, but unwilling to rush into the main event, he kissed her lips again, his left hand moving more wildly on her breasts. The delicate fragrance emanating from Xiangxiang's fair cleavage ignited a burning heat within him. His extremely excited mind was filled with only one thought: to release himself freely inside this woman's body!

Xiangxiang was infected by Xiao Chong's excitement. One hand tightly embraced his neck, while the other gently caressed his lower body, her wet tongue intertwining with his powerful lips and tongue. Passion surged wildly within her.

Xiangxiang glanced furtively at Xiaochong's deep, captivating gaze, then at her naked body. She hastily and shyly pulled away from his lips, burying her face in his broad chest.

The woman's hint was clear, and Xiaochong began to caress her body. His left hand slid down to her upturned buttocks, their alluring curves plunging him into a state of ecstasy. His right hand traced down her flat, firm abdomen, venturing into the mysterious triangle that had never been touched before.

Xiangxiang closed her eyes tightly, silently savoring this first close, all-encompassing, and utterly unreserved skin-to-skin contact with a man. Xiaochong's strong muscles, his burning heat, and his large member made her heart race and her breath quicken involuntarily.

Xiaochong kissed every inch of her tender skin passionately, his hands frolicking freely in her supple genitals. The fragrance, the smoothness, the heat, the trembling, the soft moans—all of this made him lose control. His large hand, which had reached for her mysterious triangle, now parted a finger, gently teasing her highly sensitive area.

"Ah~~~" Xiangxiang screamed ecstatically the moment she was touched, her hands pressing down on his finger, trying to stop him from further this agonizing teasing. Her eyes were filled with resentment, as if blaming the man for dawdling.

Seeing her flushed cheeks and rapid breathing, Xiao Chong knew she was completely aroused. Without hesitation, he thrust forward.

The man's size and heat were both painful and incredibly fulfilling. As he thrust in, she slightly arched her lower abdomen to meet him, their mutual affection overflowing.

Xiao Chong felt himself enter a slippery, tight area, marveling at the woman's incredible elasticity. What seemed like an impenetrable space could accommodate his extraordinary member, far more robust than most. It felt as if a pair of lips were passionately sucking him from within her cavity; even without moving, he could feel the gentle, undulating movements, like waves caressing him. He looked at her with suspicion.

"Is it comfortable?" Xiang Xiang asked softly.

"It feels so good! What is this?" Xiao Chong savored the sucking sensation; it was truly wonderful.

"This is a kind of bedroom technique practiced by female ninjas! In desperate situations, they sacrifice their beauty to 'crush' a man!" Xiangxiang said, her brows furrowing slightly. Xiao Chong immediately felt her lower body contract intensely, as if his manhood were being gripped in a fist, yet the flesh gripping him was incredibly soft. He tried to pull away, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't. It felt like a giant octopus was sucking him in with its tentacles!

"You're not going to 'crush' me back, are you?" Xiao Chong tried several times, but still couldn't pull himself out. A sense of fear crept into his heart; this skill was truly terrifying.

"How could I? You're my first real man, I can't bear to part with you!" Xiangxiang said, her brows relaxing, and her lower body relaxed as well, returning to its original tightness and wetness.

"Ah!" The contraction and relaxation felt incredibly wonderful, an unprecedented feeling of pleasure washing over his entire body. Xiao Chong couldn't help but groan softly! If he were to die from this skill, he would be a libertine ghost!

Xiao Chong was thankful that Xiang Xiang hadn't used that octopus-like technique on him, otherwise he would have definitely fallen for it and been snapped in two.

"Why don't you move?" the woman whispered, and seeing the man still lost in thought, she loosened and tightened her grip again!

Xiao Chong snapped out of his daze and quickly got to work! "

Women are made of water," was a line from the classic novel *Dream of the Red Chamber* that Xiao Chong remembered most vividly!

A woman in love is always warm and moist. As usual, at first, Xiao Chong felt the woman beneath him was particularly tight, making it a little difficult to move, but once he started moving, her passage became unobstructed.

Xiao Chong slowly thrust in and out, feeling the woman moving her body in rhythm with him, a rare occurrence. This tacit cooperation made him feel incredibly comfortable, and his movements changed from gentle to rough. He hoped to take her from the blandness of passion to the unbridled climax.

Sure enough, his efforts paid off. The woman's gentle moans quickly transformed into seductive groans, loud and clear. In this secluded secret place, isolated from the outside world, they indulged in their lovemaking with abandon and wild abandon, shouting out pleasures suppressed by societal norms.

Here, pleasure and passion seemed to be synonymous. Few women smile during passion; they either quietly enjoy it with their eyes half-closed or are preoccupied with moaning. But Xiangxiang, while moaning at Xiaochong, also revealed a smile with two dimples, cooperating with his thrusts. Her affectionate gaze seemed to encourage him to increase his speed and intensity, and also seemed to tell him that she was happy, the happiest and most joyful woman in the world.

For the next forty minutes, Xiao Chong showed no mercy, displaying all the knowledge he had acquired through various channels. They changed positions several times until they both felt the position was best for them, at which point they engaged in passionate, unrestrained lovemaking, igniting sparks of love and desire time and time again…
After being brought to several peaks by Xiao Chong, the woman's body finally went limp.

"I finally feel like a woman!" Xiangxiang nestled lazily in Xiaochong's arms, speaking softly.

"Didn't you ever feel like a woman before?" Xiaochong asked curiously.

This question made Xiangxiang fall silent. After a long while, she sighed and said, "Before, I never thought about my gender. I didn't know what I was living for. I was like an empty shell, a walking corpse, without a soul, without thoughts! Until I met you, I felt like I suddenly came alive, like I was injected with thoughts! I finally feel like a person!"

"Xiangxiang, you've suffered so much before!" Xiaochong sighed, holding Xiangxiang tightly.

"What... should I call you?" Xiangxiang asked in Xiaochong's arms.

"Whatever you want to call me! You should know my name by now!" Xiaochong said with a smile.

"I know, I mean... can I call you... husband?" Xiangxiang said shyly in a low voice, then shrank shyly into Xiaochong's arms.

"Uh... sure, as long as you like it!"

After receiving the man's affirmative answer, Xiangxiang peeked out from behind her disheveled hair and looked at Xiaochong affectionately, saying, "Husband... I love you!"

"...Is it because I brought you ****?" Xiaochong thought for a moment and asked.

"No!" Xiangxiang shook her head, still gazing at him intently, her gaze no longer cold, but filled with deep affection!

"Is it because I healed your injuries and saved your life?" Xiaochong asked again.

"No!" Xiangxiang shook her head again.

"Then what is it?" Xiaochong was puzzled.

"It's because you're good to me, good to me for no reason at all! Before, no one had ever been good to me. When I was wandering around in society, homeless and displaced, all I encountered were cold stares and contempt. When I entered the Koga Clan, although the eight brothers taught me martial arts, it was to torture and humiliate me. Shinoda Kenichi gave me a comfortable life so that I could kill people! Only you, good to me for no reason at all, healed my injuries, fed me, and took care of me with all your heart!" Xiangxiang said affectionately.

"How do you know I didn't save you just to sleep with you?" Xiao Chong asked tentatively.

"I know! You didn't!" Xiang Xiang answered confidently.

"How can you be so sure?" Xiao Chong asked again.

"I'm sure. I'm asking you, when you first came here and saw me covered in blood and looking so disheveled, when you treated my wounds, were you thinking you were treating me just to have sex with me?" Xiang Xiang asked.

"Uh... I really didn't think things would turn out like this!" Xiao Chong said.

"Hehe, so I knew you weren't doing this for my own good!" Xiang Xiang said, revealing a sweet smile, closing her eyes slightly, shifting her body, pressing against Xiao Chong's chest, taking a deep breath, and exhaling with extreme comfort, looking as if she were enjoying herself like she was taking drugs.

Bottom of the well, Xiao Chong was lost in a world of pleasure. Above, however, his family and friends were frantically searching. Qi Feier, Sun Shanshan, Su Shan, Ye Yiyu, Ouyang Sheng, Shen Xue… they all came! Determined to find the mysteriously missing Xiao Chong, they were willing to dig three feet into the ground at the Yamada Group headquarters, determined to find him alive or dead.

They searched day and night, conducting a thorough search, scouring every corner of the Yamada Group headquarters, even having the rubble from the explosion meticulously excavated, but to no avail.

Unable to find him themselves, they brought in a professional search and rescue team, using state-of-the-art life detectors—instruments capable of detecting life up to ten meters underground—but found nothing except snakes, insects, and rodents! Because the basement where Xiao Chong was located was far deeper than ten meters.

Under immense pressure, the Japanese police were also forced to join the search.

Since the third day after Xiao Chong's disappearance, at least two thousand people have been searching the manor daily. Among them are members of the Japanese military, overseas Chinese in Japan, Chinese citizens, members of the Longxing Group, Xiao Chong's relatives and friends, and even members of the Japanese Imperial Family... They've searched

the ancient well where Xiao Chong is; they've searched it several times, even sending people down to the bottom, but found nothing but large and small stones. The meticulous searchers looked again and again, but finding nothing, they returned! But who would have thought that beneath the stones was a cave, inside which was a passage, leading to a house, and inside the house, a bed? And there, their beloved Xiao Chong was, at that very moment, making love with a female assassin, thoroughly enjoying himself!

The entire manor has been thoroughly searched, but Xiao Chong seems to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace! But they didn't give up, searching the manor day and night. With each passing day, the grief and despair on everyone's faces deepened; with each passing day, Xiao Chong's hope of survival dwindled; with each passing day, their faith in finding him waned.

Xiao Chong's parents were heartbroken by his disappearance, while his women nearly cried themselves blind! For those who knew him, or even just vaguely knew him, Xiao Chong's disappearance seemed to darken the world, dulling its former brightness.

The fall of a rising star—how many hearts went from ache to shattered? Countless.

The disappearance of a miracle doctor—how many patients tormented by illness suffered unbearable pain? Countless.

The vanishing of a lecherous man—how many virgins retained their purity? Likewise, countless.

The secret chamber beneath the ground.

In the finale,

Xiao Chong was unaware of the urgency of those searching for him above. He only knew that food was dwindling, and he and Xiangxiang, who had transformed from assassin to woman, from enemy to lover, were soon to die!

Under Xiao Chong's meticulous care, Xiangxiang's body had fully recovered, and her temperament had undergone a qualitative change. She was no longer the cold, apathetic, and rigid woman she once was; instead, she was as fiery as fire and as gentle as water!

Xiao Chong was incredibly fortunate to have such a beautiful and devoted confidante before his death! With her mask removed and pretense shattered, Xiangxiang was gentle as water, completely obedient to him, and seemed to know his every thought perfectly well, anticipating his every desire and acting accordingly.

They had just finished breakfast, and food was scarce; their breakfast had been as simple as possible. With their basic needs met, their only entertainment after the meal was luxuries.

"Xiangxiang, we can't do any more strenuous exercise!" Xiao Chong looked at the woman's restless eyes, and fear involuntarily crept onto his face. This woman's sex drive was far too strong. These past few days, whenever she had free time, she would pester him for sex. And now, the two of them had plenty of free time all day long. One could imagine how astonishing the frequency and number of times they had sex each day. Even with the aid of his qigong, Xiao Chong couldn't withstand such torment. She was like a bottomless pit; his few milliliters of fluid would probably never satisfy her, even until he died of exhaustion. Now, Xiao Chong was genuinely a little scared. This woman's sex drive was practically synonymous with her personality—equally perverse!

"Why?" Xiangxiang asked Xiao Chong with a seductive gaze, her restless fingers already reaching for his rather limp member. There was no way around it; all they did all day long was sex. Any man would get tired of that.

"Because strenuous exercise speeds up our metabolism, increases gastrointestinal motility, accelerates food digestion, makes us feel hungry and increases our appetite, and our food... you know, is not enough!" Xiao Chong's reason was perfectly legitimate, but his eyes were shifty.

"But...but I want it! I'll give you my share, I'm a ninja, I can endure not eating for ten days or half a month!" Xiangxiang gazed at Xiaochong with seductive eyes, her gaze filled with deep affection. Her delicate hand had already slipped inside Xiaochong's underwear, grasping his most prized possession and gently kneading it.

"Mmm~~~~This is killing me!" Xiaochong inwardly cried out in pain. If he had known that her body, once awakened, would demand so intensely and insatiably, he would never have dared to provoke her. But now, he couldn't refuse, because his body was slowly becoming aroused by her teasing, and his once limp member was now as excited as if it had taken drugs.

Seeing that the man was already aroused, the passionate Xiangxiang tilted her head slightly and offered a sweet kiss. She slipped her delicate tongue into his mouth, teasing his thick, long tongue. After a passionate intertwining, her small lips and tongue sucked and licked downwards, finally landing on his hardness. She boldly swallowed it whole, sucking and spitting it out with abandon.

"Oh~~~ you little devil!" Xiao Chong felt his entire body being sucked into the woman's mouth, reveling in the warm, moist cavity!
Xiangxiang was a Japanese woman. Japan wasn't famous for fish and rice, but for AV! As a woman from a country renowned for AV, she was practically self-taught in sex. Having been exposed to it from a young age, her sexual skills had reached the super-level of a seasoned prostitute even before she lost her virginity. If she were willing, she could truly serve a man to the point of ecstasy!

This time, Xiao Chong witnessed what oral skills were truly like; this was real oral skill, a simple swallow and spit was deep throat! Penetrating to the very root, withdrawing completely, that bright red, delicate tongue, like a small snake, nimbly coiled around Xiao Chong's body, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, sometimes like a gentle breeze sweeping across the ground, sometimes like a raging storm assaulting him!

Wave after wave of intense stimulation in his lower body drove Xiao Chong almost mad; his lower body grew increasingly tight, his waist increasingly numb… He was about to lose control and explode.

The woman sensed his abnormality and quickly released his member, kissing his two small, reddish nipples still covered in a few hairs. After a while, until she felt the man had calmed down, she straightened up, gently sat on his waist, and slowly swallowed his still large and hard member…

"Oh~~~" A soft moan escaped her lips, a sound of fullness and satisfaction.

Her body began to move. As a ninja, her greatest skill was endurance; her stamina was even more abundant than Xiao Chong's. Each of her thrusts was a long, drawn-out motion, as if about to spill out. Every movement was rapid and powerful, so much so that while Xiao Chong enjoyed this passive pleasure, he was also a little worried that if his penis were to spill out, she would sit on it and break it.

The sounds of skin colliding echoed incessantly, the intense pleasure making them temporarily forget their sorrow, their despair, and everything in the mundane world, allowing them to fully experience love.

Others' love affairs were always filled with romantic moments, sweet words, and vows of eternal love, but these two were constantly in bed, a shocking and unconventional act, which suited their personalities perfectly.

Time quickly passed, and the last three days arrived. Why the last three days? Because there was only enough food for the two of them for three days. After these three days, they would starve to death!

"Xiangxiang, we only have three days left to live!" Xiao Chong said desperately, looking at the empty refrigerator and the little rice and flour left.

"It's okay, love makes even water taste sweet. Being with you, even death is a kind of happiness!" Xiangxiang said affectionately.

"Xiangxiang, why don't you kill me? If you can eat enough for two, you can live a little longer!" Xiao Chong thought for a moment and said. Since there was no way to survive anyway, why not let his beloved woman live a little longer, in case she could hold on until someone came to rescue her!

"What are you saying? Can I watch you starve to death alone?" Xiangxiang said angrily.

"No, I mean..." Xiao Chong didn't know how to explain his thoughts.

"I know what you're thinking. You just want me to live a few more days to see if anyone comes to rescue me, right? How can you be so cruel? You turned me from a cold-blooded killer into a woman with flesh and blood, a soul, and feelings. Do you think I would live on if you died?" Xiangxiang shouted at Xiao Chong, extremely agitated.

"Xiangxiang, please calm down!"

"How can I calm down? From the moment you appeared here, I haven't been able to calm down. From the day you healed my wounds, I haven't been able to calm down. From the second you entered my body, I've been unable to calm down! If one of us has to die first, it won't be you, it should be me!" Xiangxiang said, drawing her Fusang longsword and slowly slicing it across her own neck, her movements resolute and swift!

Xiangxiang, also known as the "Hidden Weapon," was once a ruthless and cold-blooded person. That day, when she lay dying on this bed now bearing the marks of her love with Xiao Chong, when she saw Xiao Chong enter and realized the only escape route was blocked, she had thought that after he healed her wounds, she would kill him so she could live a little longer.

But, humans aren't plants or trees; they can't be without feelings. Xiangxiang never imagined she would be moved, never imagined she would give her life for the one she loved, simply to let her lover live a few more days!

That day, Xiao Chong treated her wounds. She felt nothing, only a slightly complicated feeling. When she decided to kill him, she wanted to give him a quick and painless blow, to stop torturing him! When she operated on him, her feelings were complex, extremely complex. She was finally about to become a real woman, and the one who allowed her to fulfill this wish was a man who had seen her face and genitals. After her wounds healed, she hesitated a little about whether to kill him or not! When he fed her, her feelings were even stranger. Although his cooking was terrible, she felt a tightness in her throat and a stinging in her eyes. A feeling she hadn't experienced in a long, long time flowed through her, and she wanted to cry!

That night, when he brought her water and helped her bathe, wiping her skin drop by drop and washing her genitals again and again, she felt her heart, which had never beaten before, suddenly pound wildly. She didn't know why she felt this way, but when he held her, she finally understood. This feeling was called: being moved!

She was a woman, though once cold and numb, because the world was treacherous, no one treated her sincerely, only cruel relationships of exploitation and being exploited existed, she had never experienced true affection. But Xiao Chong truly made her feel the happiness of being loved, the purest, most sincere and selfless affection between people, stirring up emotions buried deep within her, emotions she had never known before.

Her cold heart was stirred to a boiling point by Xiao Chong, like a huge, red-hot iron being poured into the icy Arctic Ocean, scalding her with all her passion.

She never spoke of love, but once she fell in love! She would love with all her might, cherishing her loved one more than life itself.

A hand gripped the blade of her knife, the sharp blade cutting her palm, and bright red blood immediately flowed from between her fingers, dripping onto the ground.

"You're crazy!" Xiangxiang growled, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes, she quickly released the knife, frantically finding cotton wool to wrap around his hand.

"You're the one who's crazy!" Xiao Chong didn't look at the wound on his hand, but just stared at her, his eyes welling up with tears. What an innocent woman she was! Why was fate so cruel to her?

The two gazed at each other for a moment, then couldn't help but embrace, bursting into tears. Their cries were loud, like a love duet: if you lowered your voice, I would raise it; if you raised it, I would lower it to match...

"Can we stop for a minute? I... I'm sobbing so hard I can't breathe!" Xiangxiang stopped crying, sobbing softly. She hadn't cried so freely in a long time!

"Mmm!" Xiaochong pressed his nose, squeezed out a snot and flicked it against the wall, agreeing wholeheartedly, "I can't breathe either!" As he said this, something suddenly occurred to him, something very important. They were dozens of meters underground. In such a deep, narrow space, the oxygen was extremely thin. According to medical knowledge, they should have died from lack of oxygen long ago. But why weren't they dead, and why didn't they feel any suffocation? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask Xiangxiang, who was about to start crying again, "Is there another passage here?"

"What passage? There isn't one. The only passage is that place outside, blocked by rocks!" Xiangxiang said.

"No, there must be. If there's no other passage, where does the air come from?"

"Oh, you mean this! Look over there!" Xiangxiang pointed to the side. Xiaochong

turned around and was immediately dumbfounded—a standing air conditioner! He had truly forgotten that air filtration devices had long been invented in the world—devices that dehumidify, cool, ventilate, and… Everyone knows what an air conditioner is; for a detailed explanation of its functions, please refer to your home air conditioner's instruction manual.

“There's one in each room, a high-powered one, connected to a split unit far up

in the wall!” Xiangxiang explained. “That's it, all hope is gone!” Xiao Chong thought

he had found a way out, but looking at the air conditioner's connecting pipes, buried deep in the wall, even if he pulled them out and shouted, the sound wouldn't reach the top.
Xiangxiang looked at Xiao Chong's disappointed and haggard face, feeling deeply saddened. Seeing him staring blankly for a while, she finally said softly, “Actually, there is a way!”

“A way? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly!” Xiao Chong asked anxiously.

"The solution is simple: just move the stones blocking the entrance in one by one! Once the entrance is cleared, we can get out of the well!" Xiangxiang said calmly.

"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?" Xiaochong exclaimed excitedly.

"Don't be too happy yet. I only thought of this method a couple of days ago, but when I went out to check, I realized it wasn't feasible. There are many stones blocking the entrance, and they're all very large. Moving them could easily cause a collapse, and the person moving the stones would be buried by the falling rocks."

"It's okay, as long as there's hope, we have to try. You stay here, I'll go move the stones!" Xiaochong said, starting to walk out.

"No, I'll go!" Xiangxiang instantly blocked Xiaochong's way.

"I'm stronger than you, I should go! Besides, moving stones is a man's job!" Xiaochong didn't want her to take the risk.

"No, I can use Wind Ninja, I'm faster than you, and if there's a leak, I can get out of the way!" Xiangxiang insisted stubbornly.

"..." Xiao Chong fell silent. What she said made sense, but he absolutely couldn't bring himself to ask a woman to risk her life for him!

The two argued for a while, finally Xiangxiang said helplessly, "Either neither of us goes, or we both go together. If we die, we die together!"

"Okay!" Xiao Chong nodded without hesitation! If a woman could be so bold, he wouldn't be a man if he were petty!

The two left the basement and entered the passage. They quickly arrived at the place blocked by stones. Large and small stones completely blocked the entrance, preventing even light from entering. It was clear that there were a great many stones.

Now, Xiao Chong could only pray that Long Xi wouldn't block the well opening with cement and steel bars, cover it with soil, and plant flowers and grass. Actually, Long Xi did want to do that, but time didn't allow it.

The two men got right to work, moving the stones with extreme care. Each stone was carefully moved with meticulous attention, as the pressure in the blocked area was immense. The stones were packed tightly together, and a single misstep could trigger a chain reaction, burying them alive!

Moving stones was hard labor, and the added caution made it even more strenuous. Each stone they removed had to be moved a considerable distance into the tunnel, as they feared there wouldn't be enough space.

Oxygen was scarce in the tunnel; Xiao Chong had already turned on all the air conditioners in the basement, but air still couldn't penetrate. So, the two men had to move stones for a while, then retreat and rest.

A day passed, and they had only moved about twenty stones, but their hands were blistered and they were exhausted, too weak even to sit. Yet, from the outside, it seemed as if countless stones still blocked the entrance, offering no hope whatsoever.

Looking at Xiangxiang, whose face was pale and whose lips were cyanotic from lack of oxygen, Xiao Chong repeatedly urged her to go back and rest, but she just shook her head and continued to struggle to move the stones!

This was probably the first time since she and Xiao Chong fell in love that she hadn't listened to him!

That night, the two finished work and returned to the basement, exhausted, snuggling together on their love-filled bed.

"You must be exhausted!" Xiao Chong asked tenderly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"Not at all. As long as you're here, even hardship is a kind of happiness! I cherish every day, every hour, every minute with you! Every second with you by my side makes me so happy!" Xiangxiang said affectionately.

Xiao Chong was stunned. He hadn't expected this woman to love him to such a crazy degree. His hands tightened around her, and he sighed, "Silly girl, how can I repay your love?"

"I don't need anything in return! I just want you to live well, no matter what happens to you in the future!" Xiangxiang's understanding of love transcended worldly conventions and her own ego. She believed that love wasn't about possession! Possession doesn't bring happiness; it's about giving. Only when she gave for love did she feel joy and happiness. "

Then promise me that after we get out, you won't kill anyone again, and you won't stay here. Come to China with me, okay? I'll take you to meet my parents and make you a daughter-in-law of the Ouyang family!" Xiao Chong asked.

"..." Xiangxiang looked up at Xiao Chong, and soon tears streamed down her face again.

"What's wrong? Don't cry! Don't you want to?" Xiao Chong tenderly wiped away the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.

"No, I do, I do so much! I long to be your wife, to bear your children, to grow old with you. I just dare not hope for that day, because it all seems too extravagant for me! I feel like I'm living in a dream!" Xiangxiang snuggled closer to Xiaochong, pressing her body against his as tightly as possible. "I'm so scared, scared that this happiness will shatter in the next second, and then you'll be gone, and I'll have nothing left!"

"No! Believe me, it won't!"

"..."

After one night, the two resumed their work, like ants carrying stones, piece by piece, until the third day. Food was gone, and they were covered in cuts and bruises from the falling stones. Yet, the entrance to their hole remained dark, as if an endless series of stones blocked their way out.

On the fourth day, they worked through hunger, pain, and the suffocating feeling...

On the fifth day, the two were practically on their deathbed, but neither gave up, stubbornly persisting...

On the sixth day, when Xiao Chong moved a stone, he finally saw sunlight streaming through the well, and a slightly fresh breeze drifted in from the cracks in the rocks.

"Xiang, Xiang, look, we can get out! We can get out!" Xiao Chong exclaimed joyfully, turning back to Xiang Xiang in a hoarse voice.

The weak and mud-covered Xiang Xiang smiled too, but just as she was about to speak, her smile froze, and fear flashed in her eyes. Then, with the last of her strength, she lunged at Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong was puzzled by Xiang Xiang's change in expression when he saw her suddenly press him down. Then he heard a loud crash and felt countless heavy objects crush him. The pain was so intense he almost fainted, but he managed to hold on.

Looking back, he saw Xiang Xiang on top of him, with several large stones pressing down on her.

Trapped underneath, Xiao Chong, finding strength from who-knows-where, reached out and forcefully pushed aside the stones covering Xiang Xiang, managing to sit up.

"Xiang, Xiang, how are you? How are you?" Xiao Chong asked, his eyes filled with emotion and heartache, looking at the blood-soaked, barely breathing Xiang Xiang. Just one glance was enough for him to know she had at least ten fractures, her heart was likely ruptured, and her liver and spleen were contused…

He hadn't expected that this woman would shield him from the stones falling upon her with her own body, sacrificing her life to give him a chance to live.

What a heavy burden of love, what a sincere love, what a foolish woman, loving him more than herself!

"Xiang, don't scare me, please don't scare me," Xiao Chong's hoarse voice trembled, grief and fear causing tears to stream down his face like broken beads.

"Husband… I… I'm going now, you have to live… you must live…" With each word Xiang Xiang uttered, blood gushed from the corner of her mouth!

"No, no, no—" Xiao Chong roared hoarsely, "I won't let you die, I won't! I won't—"

Before the roar was finished, several silver needles shot out from his hand and pierced Xiang Xiang's chest, forming a heart shape and piercing her heart. Then he ripped off his shirt, tore it into several strips, hoisted the woman onto his back, tied it tightly with the shirt strips, and slowly swam upwards, his limbs spread wide, bracing against the well wall...

As Xiao Chong desperately climbed upwards, he shouted loudly to Xiang Xiang:

Darling, don't leave me! No, don't leave me!

The person in my heart is you. If it weren't for you, I couldn't have survived!

Leaving this place where we love each other

, our happiness is just ahead .

You must hold on

, please, don't leave me, okay?

Without you, how can I live in loneliness? The days we've spent

loving, relying on, and cherishing each other haven't been long,

but every word you've said is in my heart.

You promised

to be my wife. "You promised to bear me children, to stay with me until old age.

You promised ,

you can't break our vow of love.

Please, please, give me a chance, let me repay your love with my whole life..."

Several months later, rumors circulated that in the Ouyang family's large villa in Guangcheng, a woman speaking fluent Japanese could often be heard having a conversation with Shen Xue, like a duck and a chicken. Several months

later, the Ouyang family's villa was brightly decorated, with large red "double happiness" characters pasted everywhere! Then people witnessed the most extravagant wedding in history. The number of wedding cars and guests was secondary; the most crucial point was that there was only one groom, but more than ten brides.

One observer couldn't help but ask, "Is Ouyang Chong completely insane? Marrying so many women, isn't he committing bigamy? Won't the police arrest him?"

Another person gave him a cold look and said, "Are you an idiot? That's for Chinese citizens! Ouyang Chong is an Arab citizen now!"

"No way! He's a pure Chinese, how does he have Arab citizenship?!"

"Who knows? Apparently, he cured an Arab princess of breast cancer, and the Arab king granted him permanent Arab citizenship and a hereditary earldom!"

"Damn, that's impressive! I should have studied medicine too!"

"You… maybe in your next life!"

====The End!

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