[Urban] Phoenix in Flames (Complete) - 17

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Section 6.1 On the brink of war,
a young girl slept peacefully in bed, seemingly lost in a sweet dream. She was exceptionally beautiful, with long eyelashes, a straight nose, and small, lovely red lips, her face like a masterpiece of jade, captivating men and making women envious of the Creator's injustice. The girl's beauty possessed a unique classical charm, like a noble princess of a certain dynasty. Her thin cheeks lacked color, but this did not diminish her beauty; her delicate, slightly sickly beauty only aroused pity. The bright moonlight outside the window spilled over her like mercury, as if shrouding her in a holy halo, making her seem like an ethereal fairy.
A middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a black suit, sat beside the bed. He was robust, his face sharply defined, his thick brows furrowed tightly, revealing his deep depression.
"I'm leaving," he said. "Tomorrow morning I'm going to South Korea to carry out a very dangerous operation. I don't know if I'll come back alive." The middle-aged man paused, then said, "Even I can't believe that as a member of Black Sun, I would one day fear death. Over the years, I've lost count of how many times I've teetered on the edge of life and death. Death is an honor to me; I'm willing to give my life for my country at any time. But today, I'm afraid. Do you know why?" The girl lay quietly, seemingly listening to his story, yet also seemingly lost in her own dreams. "
Because, because I'm afraid that after this departure, I'll never see you again!" The middle-aged man leaned down, running his hand through her silky black hair, gently lifting her face.
A faint, alluring fragrance ignited his primal desires. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, veins bulged at his temples like earthworms, and his heart was torn by inner turmoil. After a long while, he finally succumbed to the immense allure of the girl's lips, as moist as morning flowers, and kissed her.
As a member of Black Sun, he had lived an almost completely abstinent life for decades. He had once had a wife, but he had never loved her, often not seeing her for years at a time. As a man, he naturally had desires for women, but these desires had always been suppressed by reason. In this almost isolated country, most people, like him, regarded loyalty to the Party and the country as their sole life goal. This belief, like a high dam, tightly sealed off people's desires. The middle-aged man's wife knew her husband was a soldier and endured the hardship of being alone without complaint. The middle-aged man, before seeing her, had also adhered to this belief.
Once the shackles of his heart were broken, it was like a raging flood, unstoppable. The middle-aged man kissed the girl passionately, his left hand unbuttoning her blue and white striped shirt, revealing her alabaster-white skin before him. Her snow-capped, sacred breasts, with nipples like rubies at their peaks, all made his blood boil and his heart race.
The dam of reason in the middle-aged man's heart had completely collapsed. He threw off the thin blanket covering the girl and pulled her trousers and underwear down from her waist. The pubic hair above the girl's vulva formed an inverted triangle shape, a shape only achieved through meticulous trimming. The thin labia were shaved clean, the pink clitoris tightly closed, exuding irresistible allure. The middle-aged man, unaware of the reason, felt as if gasoline had been poured onto a burning desire within her uniquely alluring opening.
He swiftly removed his clothes; his penis, already swollen to its limit, its dark brown glans gleaming with an iron-like luster, was now completely naked, her legs spread wide, her alluring vulva fully exposed.
She remained unconscious, but seemed to sense the approaching danger; her previously serene expression softened, as if haunted by a nightmare.
The girl's long, beautiful legs were held in the middle-aged man's hands, held high in the air, his large penis pressing against her vulva. The sleeping girl appeared even more agitated.
In this final moment, seeing the girl's pained expression, the middle-aged man hesitated slightly, but his last shred of reason was quickly consumed by lust. He thrust forward, his rock-hard penis plunging into the girl's body like a mountain being carved through.
The girl groaned, seemingly in extreme pain; indeed, the pain inflicted on her by the middle-aged man was immense. Lacking sexual experience, he hadn't parted her tightly closed labia when inserting his penis. Thus, as he forcefully entered her extremely dry vagina, the labia were pulled inwards, and he continued to penetrate deeper.
The girl's body began to stiffen, her pale face contorted in pain. His penis
was tightly gripped by the soft flesh, and a tidal wave of pleasure overwhelmed him. When his penis reached the deepest part of the girl's flower, his uncontrollable lust quickly reached its peak. The middle-aged man lay on top of her, convulsing, his hot semen filling the girl's body. The immense allure of the girl's beautiful body brought him to orgasm, but his penis didn't soften at all. Although his lust had been somewhat vented, he felt far from satisfied. He propped himself up, placing the girl's legs on his shoulders, kneading her breasts as he continued his rapid thrusting.
A little milky white fluid seeped out with each stroke of his penis, and the lubrication of the semen eased the girl's pain, giving him even greater pleasure.
After an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged man reached another climax. After convulsing and trembling like a volcanic eruption, he held the girl tightly, gently kissing her hair, murmuring, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." The night was eerily quiet. Suddenly, the middle-aged man heard the girl's breathing become rapid. "Let...let me go..."
The girl's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but to the middle-aged man it was like a thunderclap, his body trembling violently.
He abruptly jumped off the girl, seeing her whispering, her eyes still closed, but her eyelids trembling, as if she might open them at any moment.
Although flustered, the middle-aged man remained calm. He swiftly grabbed a towel from behind the door and quickly wiped the girl's private parts clean. He then put her clothes back on and covered her with a blanket.
After doing this, he carefully observed the girl's condition again. Based on his experience, he knew she would wake up soon. " I
wish you a speedy recovery," the middle-aged man thought to himself. He pushed himself up with both hands and leaped off the windowsill, disappearing into the vast night like a giant eagle. ……… ... All the way, Han Chaoan drove his Jeep at top speed, reaching a maximum speed of 120 kilometers per hour, straight to Hanchuan Hospital. An hour and a half later, Han Chaoan arrived at the hospital. He flashed his ID and rushed into the ward. Reaching the door, he saw many doctors standing there, then heard a series of loud bangs as two male doctors in white coats were thrown out of the room. Make way, make way! Han Chaoan pushed through the crowd and squeezed into the room. Before he could even figure out what was happening, a white figure lunged at him, swiftly slashing at his carotid artery. Without thinking, Han Chaoan raised his hand to block, using five-tenths of his strength to deflect the thunderous attack. The white figure staggered back several steps, leaning on the bedside armrest, panting heavily. Only then did Han Chaoan realize that she was the girl he had been dreaming about. During the operation to rescue Jin Xiaoji in Hong Kong, Lin Lan was injured by a heavy object in an explosion and remained in a coma for three months. Last night, after being raped by an unidentified man, she woke up. Although she was awake, her memory hadn't returned. When a group of people surrounded her, speaking languages she couldn't understand and examining her with various instruments, she began to resist out of fear. The frail doctors were no match for Lin Lan, who had undergone rigorous martial arts training, and she chased them all out of the ward. " Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." Han Chao'an spoke fluent Chinese; his grandfather was Chinese. " Where is this? And who are you?" Lin Lan understood his words, but still stared at him hostilely.

"This is North Korea. I am a soldier, Han Chao'an. Believe me, I would never harm you." Lin Lan's eyes were clouded with tears as she murmured, "North Korea? When is North Korea? Soldier, that name sounds familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before. Why don't I have any memory of it? Who am I? Where did I come from…?" As she spoke, her grip loosened, and she fell backward. She had been lying in bed for three months, and her body was extremely weak. Her previous bravery was an illusion; with this loss of strength, she couldn't hold on any longer.
Han Chao'an rushed forward and grabbed her thin shoulders. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Lan suddenly shouted, "Don't touch me!" A tremendous force surged through her body, and Han Chao'an was thrown against the wall.
Although Lin Lan couldn't remember her painful and humiliating past, her traumatic experiences had instilled in her a strong fear and aversion to men. Her attack just now was an instinctive reaction.
How could she have such strength? Han Chao'an was secretly shocked. He had only used half his strength to block her full-force attack, yet the force that sent him flying was several times greater. An ordinary person would have been severely injured and vomited blood if struck by that blow. Fortunately, Han Chao'an had studied martial arts different from modern combat with his grandfather, and despite his young age, his internal strength was already profound—a secret few knew. "
Okay, okay, don't be nervous. Sit down first, let's talk slowly," Han Chao'an said softly, forcing a smile.
Han Chao'an spoke Chinese, which Lin Lan understood. Although she had amnesia, she hadn't lost her mind. Hearing his words, she calmed down and said, "Go on." "Because of an accident, your head was hit by a heavy object, which may have temporarily caused you to lose your memory, but I believe that after a period of treatment, you will definitely regain it!" Han Chao'an said. "
Is that so?" Lin Lan said softly. She sat down, holding onto the edge of the bed, and smiled slightly at him. For some reason, Lin Lan felt a strange sense of familiarity with the handsome young man before her.
Han Chao'an's heart warmed. From the moment he saw her, he had a special feeling for this unfamiliar yet beautiful woman. During the time she was unconscious, her beautiful image constantly flashed through his mind. And when she suddenly awoke like Snow White from a fairy tale, standing gracefully before him, he was somewhat at a loss, his heart pounding. "Why
are you staring at me like that?" Lin Lan couldn't help but laugh at his silly expression.
Han Chao'an's handsome face flushed red. "My name is Han Chao'an," he quickly introduced himself, trying to hide his embarrassment. "
Oh, I know, but I have amnesia, so I probably won't remember anything soon." Lin Lan smiled, but then a worried look appeared on her face. She sighed and said, "Sigh, I don't know when I'll regain my memory. I believe that it won't be long before you remember everything..." Han Chao'an was about to continue when the door to the ward opened. A middle-aged woman in military uniform walked at the front. She looked to be only thirty-five or thirty-six years old, quite beautiful, and possessed a unique aura of commanding presence, inspiring awe in all who beheld her… Han Chaoan caught a glimpse of the four gleaming stars on her uniform—the rank of general—and immediately recognized her. He snapped to attention, saluted, and shouted, “Commander Park, greetings!” Following her were three female soldiers in their early twenties, all very beautiful, and judging from their ranks, no lower than his own. A girl of fourteen or fifteen also entered; Han Chaoan immediately recognized her as Jin Xiaoji.
Upon seeing Lin Lan, Jin Xiaoji cried out with overwhelming joy, “Sister Lan!” and rushed into her arms. In the Black Dragon Society's underground cell, Lin Lan had given the traumatized Jin Xiaoji immense encouragement and comfort. In that unique environment, although their time together had been short, Jin Xiaoji had come to regard Lin Lan as family.
Lin Lan still couldn't recall her, but a familiar warmth made her embrace Jin Xiaoji tightly in return.
"My name is Park Hyun-kook, and I am the commander of the Kim Dal-rae Army Group of the Korean People's National Defense Force. It's a pleasure to meet you," Park Hyun-kook said.
During the Korean War in the 1950s, a unit called Kim Dal-rae repeatedly achieved remarkable feats, and this unit was composed entirely of women. After the war, the number of young men in North Korea plummeted, while the threat of war remained. Over the past fifty years, the Kim Dal-rae Army has grown and become a mainstay of the National Defense Force. The current commander of the Kim Dal-rae Army, Park Hyun-kook, is a legendary figure, enjoying extremely high prestige in the military, and is the only female general in the North Korean army.
Park Hyun-kook turned to Han Chao-an and said, "Your name is Han Chao-an, right? You did a very good job rescuing Kim So-hee, living up to the Black Sun's reputation." Han Chao-an never expected that Commander Park would recognize him and even praise him. He was extremely excited and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Park Hyun-kook turned to Lin Lan and said, "You've lost your memory. Kim So-hee told me to tell her to call you Sister Lan."
"I don't know your name or your identity, so may I only call you Lan?" Lin Lan nodded. For some reason, her intuition told her that the valiant female general before her was someone she could trust. "
Come with me now, and I will help you. Please believe me," Park Hyun-kook said sincerely.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Lan finally nodded and said, "I believe you." "Let's go," Park Hyun-kook stepped forward, taking Lin Lan's hand in one hand and Jin Xiaoji's in the other, and turned to leave. As they reached the door, Han Chaoan suddenly said, "Commander Park—" Park Hyun-kook stopped and turned back with Lin Lan. "
Commander Park, will I ever see her again?" Han Chaoan finally blurted out the question that had been weighing on his mind.
Park Hyun-kook smiled and said, "Of course, but Lan has to agree." Lin Lan smiled at Han Chaoan and said, "We will meet again." Then she walked out the door and disappeared from Han Chaoan's sight. "
Lan, what a beautiful name!" Han Chao'an stood blankly in the room, muttering to himself.
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The nuclear submarine had been at sea for two days. Yin Ziyang had taken meticulous care of Xie Hanyan, but she had barely exchanged three words with him during those two days. Although Yin Ziyang was somewhat displeased, there was nothing he could do.
On the evening of the second day, Yin Ziyang returned to his room, his face full of worry. "Sigh! I just received orders that the voyage has been changed. What an unexpected turn of events
!" Xie Hanyan couldn't help but ask, "You have a new operation? Where are you going?"
Yin Ziyang hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's classified. I shouldn't have told you, but since you asked, I might as well. I've been assigned to go to the Korean Sea, but I'm not entirely sure what the operation is."

Xie Hanyan immediately thought of the recent tensions between North Korea and South Korea. The Demonic Sect's trip there must be something they're planning. What kind of operation? You really don't know? Yin Ziyang gave a bitter smile and said, "Why don't you trust me? Whatever actions we take, even if I tell you, you'll just have to watch with your eyes wide open. Whether it works or not, why should I hide it from you?
" Xie Hanyan said seriously, "You should know that North Korea and South Korea are already on the verge of war due to their border dispute. If you get involved again, it could lead to war, causing countless deaths. To
be honest, although I don't know the specific plans for this operation, I can tell you that this war is unavoidable. Because our religion has already controlled South Korea, and North Korea is a stumbling block to our world domination; it must be eliminated. However, I know you are kind-hearted, and I will take you away from the battlefield."
Yin Ziyang said.
Xie Hanyan remained silent, but was secretly anxious. In recent years, South Korea has been aggressive, using the slogan of unification, and relations between the two countries have become extremely tense. Ten days ago, North Korea shot down a South Korean reconnaissance plane, while South Korea claimed it was a civilian aircraft. The fuse had been lit, and the thick smell of gunpowder was beginning to ignite. The two countries had already engaged in several military clashes near the 38th parallel, and war was imminent. At this critical juncture, the Demonic Sect's interference would inevitably hasten the outbreak of war. Watching helplessly as the enemy carried out their schemes, the feeling of being powerless to stop it was extremely frustrating for Jie Hanyan.
With a creak, the hatch was suddenly pulled open, and Locke appeared in the doorway, poking his large head in and staring intently at Jie Hanyan. "
Come in, why didn't you knock?" Yin Ziyang said unhappily.
Lord Yin is almost here. Will you go to greet him? Locke is a direct subordinate of Yin Xiao, the White Tiger. With someone backing him up, his tone has become much more assertive.
Yin Ziyang thought for a moment. After all, Yin Xiao, the White Tiger, was of higher status than him, and it would be very inappropriate not to greet him. So he said, "Let's go." Saying
this, he left the cabin with Locke. After Yin Ziyang left, Xie Hanyan took advantage of this rare quiet time to activate the last trace of fire within her body and try to find a way to lift the Luo Tian Vajra Gang restriction. Yin Ziyang returned once in the middle, but was hurriedly called away again. During the time he was away, Xie Hanyan tried to connect her internal and external true energy. Finally, she opened a gap in the Luo Tian Vajra Gang. Although she was still far from completely breaking the restriction and restoring her power, she was able to do it given enough time.
Xie Hanyan breathed a long sigh of relief. With hope of escaping, her mood immediately improved. Although she was in pain from having her virginity taken from her, she regarded it as a test, a kind of tribulation, to comfort herself.
Hearing footsteps from afar, Jie Hanyan quickly concealed the fire within her body. Face-to-face, the changes in her internal energy wouldn't escape the keen senses of a super expert.
Yin Ziyang pushed open the door, his face extremely grim, his eyes filled with resentment and helplessness. He recalled his earlier conversation with Baihu Yin Xiao: "
Brother Yin, I've said she's not Feng's woman, just a policewoman from the National Security Bureau
, Yin Ziyang. Whether she's Feng's woman or not, I'll personally interrogate her. You don't need to judge
whether she's my woman!
Is your woman more important, or the great cause of the Divine Cult? Don't let your judgment cloud your judgment; even the Holy Heart God and Demon God won't be able to protect you then!
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Master Yin, I'm not trying to make things difficult for you.
I won't steal the woman you like, but you shouldn't hide her like she's a priceless treasure.
I, Baihu Yin Xiao, won't take this too seriously. Just one night, and tomorrow I'll return her to you." "If you still refuse, don't blame me for handling this impartially and without favoritism."
Yin Ziyang finally understood. Baihu Yin Xiao didn't care whether Xie Hanyan was one of Feng's people; he was just using this as an excuse to get her. But the problem was that she was indeed one of Feng's people. Having his weakness exposed, Yin Ziyang didn't dare to go against Yin Xiao. His only remaining choice was to agree.
Yin Ziyang bowed his head before Xie Hanyan and said, "Baihu Yin Xiao has arrived." "I know. Locke said earlier that Xie Hanyan noticed something strange about him and couldn't help but wonder.
He suspects you're one of Feng's people." Yin Ziyang continued, bowing his head.
"Yes, I am Xie Hanyan."
Yin Ziyang suddenly raised his head and said urgently, "If you admit to being one of Feng's people, you will be taken away and won't be able to stay with me. You will be imprisoned in the dark dungeon and suffer all kinds of incredibly cruel tortures until you die!"
Jie Hanyan was speechless. It wasn't that she was afraid of torture; she was simply considering which situation offered a better chance of escape—from Luo Ziyan, who was also on the submarine. If she were taken away, the chances of rescuing her would be greatly reduced. Moreover, she already knew that Baihu Yin Xiao's arrival was for a very important mission, possibly related to relations between North and South Korea. As long as she remained on the submarine, there was always a chance to sabotage their operation.
Yin Ziyang, thinking she was afraid, said, "But don't be afraid, I won't let you leave me." "Hmm," Jie Hanyan replied vaguely. "
Yin Xiao will interrogate you personally. Just say you're a police officer from the National Security Bureau, not one of Feng's people," Yin Ziyang said. "
So simple? Baihu Yin Xiao's martial arts are better than yours, right? He won't be unable to detect the restrictions you placed on me, will he?" Jie Hanyan asked.
Yin Ziyang blushed and stammered, "I have an agreement with him." What agreement? Jie Hanyan knew things wouldn't be that simple.
"Actually, he doesn't really care whether you're one of Feng's people. He's been bewitched by Locke and wants to have sex with you!" Yin Ziyang said with great difficulty. "
So that's how it is," Xie Hanyan finally understood. Yin Ziyang said painfully, "I was forced into this!" Xie Hanyan sneered, "Actually, staying by your side or going to the dark prison makes no difference to me. I can deny being one of Feng's people, but you have to tell me the purpose of this operation, and see if I'm interested in staying by your side." "You!" Yin Ziyang stamped his foot, "You've already lost your martial arts, how can you still be so stubborn!" "Even if you know the whole plan, what can you do?" "That's none of your business," Xie Hanyan said. "
Alright, two days later, in the Korean Sea, at the invitation of the UN envoy, North Korea and South Korea will have a meeting. Our goal is to sabotage this peace talk and provoke war. Are you satisfied now?" Yin Ziyang lowered his voice and explained the plan of the operation.
Xie Hanyan nodded as if she understood, "I understand." Remember, never say you are Feng. Yin Ziyang opened the hatch, and Captain Locke was already waiting at the door. Yin Ziyang watched Xie Hanyan leave, thinking of the first woman he had ever loved, whom he had personally handed over to another man to be raped. His anger had nowhere to go, and a beast-like roar echoed from the cabin.
Xie Hanyan and Locke both heard Yin Ziyang's roar clearly. Although Xie Hanyan had no good feelings for Yin Ziyang, she believed that he had fallen in love with her, and perhaps she could use this to increase her chances of escape.
This nuclear submarine was quite huge. After traveling for quite a while, Locke stopped, pushed open a hatch, and said, "Please come in." Xie Hanyan stepped into the room. This cabin was more than twice the size of Yin Ziyang's, and the decoration was quite luxurious. Sitting on the sofa facing the hatch was a man with a full head of curly hair, thick eyebrows, and tiger-like eyes. He was very imposing.
Needless to say, he was Baihu Yin Xiao.
Yin Xiao raised his head, his sharp, piercing gaze fixed on Xie Hanyan, momentarily stunned. Upon arriving on the boat, he had heard from Captain Locke that Yin Ziyang had brought a celestial beauty, and he had risked a falling out with Yin Ziyang to snatch her away. Although he had been somewhat prepared, upon seeing Xie Hanyan, she was a hundred times more beautiful than he had imagined.
Xie Hanyan wasn't surprised to see him speechless. Even though she had lived a secluded life in Beijing, she still had many suitors, from high-ranking officials to the children of high-ranking cadres. Fortunately, her special status allowed her to remain untouched and escape their advances. "
You are Xie Hanyan," Yin Xiao, a master of deception, instantly regained his composure, speaking in a condescending tone.
"Yes," Xie Hanyan replied calmly.
Yin Xiao waved to Locke, signaling him to leave.
Locke had thought he had a chance to get a share, but Yin Xiao hadn't even given him a chance to observe, leaving him greatly frustrated. He dared not disobey his order and reluctantly left the cabin.
"What is your identity?" Yin Xiao asked. "Since this is an interrogation, there should be some routine procedures,"
Xie Hanyan from the Special Intelligence Section of the Chinese National Security Bureau said. "
You don't have any other identity, do you?" Yin Xiao asked.
"No," Xie Hanyan said. "
There are some things that everyone knows. Yin Ziyang should have told you what he brought you here to do,"
Yin Xiao said bluntly. "To be interrogated by you,"
Xie Hanyan said. "And what else ?" Yin Xiao asked.
Xie Hanyan looked directly at Yin Xiao and said coldly, "And the rape you committed." Yin Xiao frowned and said unhappily, "What kind of talk is that? Did I say something wrong? I was forcibly taken here by Yin Ziyang. He took my virginity, and now he's offering me up like merchandise for you to rape. What is this if not rape?" Xie Hanyan said. "
Oh, when did Yin Ziyang take your virginity?" Yin Xiao asked with great interest.
Two days ago, Xie Hanyan became agitated, suddenly ripped open her clothes, revealing her flawless breasts. "You men, you'll do anything to get my body! Come on, I'm a used woman anyway, I don't care if another man rapes me! Come on!" As she spoke, a tear rolled down her cheek.
A pang of pity rose in Yin Xiao's heart. He raised his hand, and a gentle force pulled Xie Hanyan into his arms. He said, "You hate that horse-faced Taoist, right?" Xie Hanyan nodded. "I wish I could kill her with my own hands. You hate me too, right?" Yin
Xiao asked. Xie Hanyan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Don't be afraid. I, Yin Xiao, will bring you pleasure you've never experienced before!" As he spoke, Yin Xiao lowered his head and gently took the cherry-like bud at the tip of her breast into his mouth, sucking on it softly.
Xie Hanyan slowly closed her eyes, her body twitching slightly under Yin Xiao's sucking. Although Yin Xiao brought her the same pain, she had to force herself to accept it, because the first step in her plan was to make Yin Xiao fall in love with her too. Just like Diao Chan in the Three Kingdoms, who could turn father and son against each other. If Yin Xiao and Yin Ziyang fought amongst themselves, her chances of escaping would be much greater.
Yin Xiao slowly removed Xie Hanyan's sailor uniform piece by piece until she was completely naked. He laid her flat on the sofa and caressed her from head to toe as if she were a work of art. To his great excitement, she, with her otherworldly beauty, gradually became responsive, her snow-white body writhing as if she enjoyed his touch.
Yin Xiao had two women: one was Yimei, a Rakshasa from his cult, a comrade-in-arms and sexual partner; the other was Elida, a stunningly beautiful woman he had abducted from Egypt. Compared to Xie Hanyan, Yimei was less beautiful and seemed to have an insatiable thirst for sex, which sometimes annoyed Yin Xiao; Elida, though as beautiful as Xie Hanyan, was a wooden figure, never responding sexually since the first time he raped her, leaving him feeling listless. Xie Hanyan, on the other hand, was as beautiful as a fairy, possessing a mysterious, alluring Eastern charm that made her far more captivating than Yimei or Elida.
If Yin Xiao were to observe closely at this moment, he would discover that all of this was Xie Hanyan's disguise. Despite the prolonged caresses, her body hadn't undergone any changes in response to sexual desire; apart from her nipples hardening slightly from physiological stimulation, her vagina remained dry. Xie Hanyan was somewhat anxious. Yin Xiao wasn't an ordinary person; even the slightest flaw would arouse his suspicion.
Fortunately, Yin Xiao, driven by lust, was somewhat out of his mind and wouldn't pay attention to such details. He stood up, his nearly two-meter-tall body almost touching the cabin ceiling. He quickly stripped off his clothes, and Xie Hanyan saw his dark, massive penis, at least a foot and a half long, more than twice as thick as Yin Ziyang's.
Noticing her astonished gaze, Yin Xiao declared loudly: "Big, right? Only big ones can give women the ultimate pleasure." Xie Hanyan suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet." After visually assessing the size of the penis, she knew that forcing it into her body would tear her vagina, causing extreme pain and making intercourse impossible. Furthermore, the physical trauma would severely hinder her future mobility. "
Hmm," Yin Xiao asked, puzzled. However, he also knew that his special ability—the Tiger Roar Overlord technique—had caused his penis to grow increasingly large. The first time he raped Elida, she was bedridden for a month. Several other women had died from his rapes. Yin Xiao certainly didn't want such a thing to happen to Jie Hanyan.
After a moment's hesitation, Jie Hanyan sat up against the sofa, her legs bent and spread wide apart, her slender hands firmly pressed against her private parts. Since she was old enough to understand, fighting evil had been her only belief, but even a twenty-one-year-old girl experiences the stirrings of spring. One night, waking up in the middle of the night, Jie Hanyan felt particularly hot. Unable to resist, she fantasized about her Prince Charming and began masturbating until her genitals were completely wet.
Afterwards, she felt some remorse and tried to control her desires, but she still masturbated three or two times in the past year.
Masturbating in front of the enemy today was something she desperately didn't want to do, but without doing so, her vagina wouldn't be sufficiently lubricated and dilated, and she absolutely couldn't withstand Yin Xiao's enormous penis.
Her slender, jade-like fingers gently and tenderly parted her thin, petal-like labia, revealing a pale pink hue as dazzling as the morning glow. Her index finger and thumb covered the round bud above the petals, skillfully and expertly kneading it, while the other three fingers pressed against the center of the split opening, and with a tremor, the opening slowly widened. Her other hand pinched her firm breast, her fingertips touching the nipple.
Xie Hanyan's beautiful cheeks were flushed. Although she did it in the same way she had masturbated before, she felt nothing like before. This is too difficult. Sexual desire isn't just about direct physical stimulation; it's more about love. A lover's glance, a smile, a gesture—these can ignite endless sexual passion. But none of that is there now; even fantasizing is incredibly difficult. Jie Hanyan closed her eyes again, clearing her mind of distractions and casting aside her immense shame. She began to fantasize about making love with a non-existent prince charming, her fingers stroking herself with increasing frequency.
Yin Xiao was truly dumbfounded for a full three minutes. She was masturbating in front of him—something he had never expected. This stimulation was far more exhilarating than direct, vigorous sex.
A familiar heat surged from the deepest part of her body. Jie Hanyan finally awakened her desire. Without hesitation, she inserted her middle finger into her secret place and began to gently move it in and out.
A series of faint, alluring moans escaped from her half-open, red lips. Her breasts heaved with each rapid breath, and her hips began to sway and twist. A trickle of glistening fluid seeped from her seemingly bottomless secret place, creating a beautiful scene brimming with endless temptation.
Lost in her fantasy, Jie Hanyan suddenly felt something hard against her lips. She slightly opened her eyes and saw Yin Xiao standing before her like an iron tower, his enormous penis pressing against her teeth.
Jie Hanyan snapped back to reality, plummeting from heaven to hell. Her body stiffened, and the movement of her fingers slowed. To please Yin Xiao, she opened her mouth as wide as possible, barely managing to swallow his massive member. But this made it impossible to concentrate; although she continued masturbating, the effect was greatly diminished.
Yin Xiao stirred his erect penis in her mouth, his other hand reaching down to her genitals, his thick index finger inserting into her secret place. He felt a powerful suction, as if it were tightly gripping his finger, and his lust surged like gasoline. He pulled his penis out of Xie Hanyan's mouth, eagerly saying, "Can we start now?" Xie Hanyan nodded. She knew Yin Xiao had shattered her illusions; further effort might be futile. While the lust from her earlier masturbation hadn't completely subsided, there was still a sliver of hope to get through it.
Yin Xiao arched his back, his enormous penis pressing against the entrance of her secret place. Xie Hanyan tried her best to spread her legs wide, telling herself not to be tense, to relax, relax, and relax some more.
The two constantly adjusted their positions, seeking the optimal insertion point. Xie Hanyan's guess was correct; even with all the preparation, the enormous penis remained inside her for a considerable time before slowly squeezing into her body.
The intense stinging pain was even worse than when Yin Ziyang raped her. Her small, secret orifice was stretched to its limit, the walls of the opening as thin as paper. Fortunately, her earlier masturbation had filled her vagina with love fluid, preventing serious damage.
Yin Xiao was also unusually patient, thrusting in and out intermittently, not using brute force. The powerful contractions of Jie Hanyan's secret orifice aroused him uncontrollably, forcing him to divert some of his true energy to control the flow of his meridians—something he hadn't experienced in years.
Beads of sweat appeared on Jie Hanyan's forehead. Yin Xiao's penis was already mostly inside her, pressing against her clitoris. If it entered completely, her uterus would be displaced. Waves of tearing pain and explosive swelling pushed her endurance to its limit. And this was just the beginning. When that huge, terrifying thing moved inside her, she didn't know if she could withstand it. Moreover, she had to make him feel immense pleasure before he would compete with Yin Ziyang for her. If she couldn't do that, all her scheming today would be in vain. One obstacle after another stood before Jie Hanyan, each one seemingly insurmountable.
Just as Jie Hanyan's thoughts were swirling, the enormous penis began to move like an inflating piston.
Physical pain is a lower level of pain. Your spirit can transcend and surpass physical pain. Achieving this will be a giant leap forward in your cultivation. Jie Hanyan recalled a sentence spoken by Dr. Lin, the strongest spiritual expert among the Phoenix-level cultivators, during a lecture.
Transcend, surpass—she silently recited. Spiritual power began to grow within her, not strong, but enough to allow her to focus her mind. She began to fall back into the illusion she had just woven, the flames of primal desire burning fiercely within her. Her body became so supple, flowing like water, dissolving each impact under Yin Xiao's powerful thrusts; she began to scream uncontrollably, her lingering moans filled with a thirst for desire; she began to cling tightly to Yin Xiao like an octopus, writhing wildly naked like a nocturnal spirit.
The two constantly changed positions during their lovemaking. Sometimes Yin Xiao would hold her legs up, pressing down on her and thrusting wildly; sometimes Xie Hanyan would ride on top of him, galloping freely like a warhorse; sometimes Yin Xiao would lift her up, letting her body dance in the air… Time passed unnoticed, and Yin Xiao tasted the most exciting and enjoyable sex of his life, a pleasure he had never experienced with Yi Mei and Elida.
A roar like a tiger's howl pierced through the barriers and reached Yin Ziyang's ears. He paced back and forth in the cabin like a caged beast, imagining the horrific scene of Xie Hanyan being raped by Yin Xiao, occasionally taking his anger out on the furniture and decorations in the room; there was nothing left for him to smash.
Meanwhile, in the monitoring room, Locke, defying all rules, watched Yin Xiao and Xie Hanyan's performance. He had masturbated many times, slumped weakly in his chair, his eyes fixed on the monitor, drool uncontrollably dripping from the corners of his mouth, soaking a large puddle on the floor.
That night, the three men in the submarine were simultaneously driven mad by Xie Hanyan.
After this night that Yin Xiao would never forget, Xie Hanyan finally achieved her goal. Early the next morning, Yin Ziyang came to pick up Xie Hanyan, and the two argued fiercely. Although Yin Xiao's status was higher than Yin Ziyang's, he was, after all, a disciple of the powerful Indian monk Ananda, and Yin Xiao could not overpower him. After arguing
for a long time, they finally decided to settle the matter with martial arts. Yin Xiao's martial arts skills were superior to Yin Ziyang's.
Yin Ziyang proposed that if Yin Xiao could not defeat him within fifty moves, Xie Hanyan would be his; Yin Xiao proposed a limit of one hundred moves.
The two then haggled for a long time, like a business transaction, finally settling on eighty moves.
Everyone was well aware of each other's strength; no one was certain whether Yin Xiao could defeat Yin Ziyang within eighty moves. "
Before the outcome is decided, Xie Hanyan must come with me; this is a promise you must keep," Yin Ziyang insisted stubbornly. They agreed to a final battle three hours later.
Yin Xiao pondered for a long time before finally nodding in agreement, acknowledging that he was in the wrong forcibly taking Xie Hanyan. He opened the door, and the beautiful and refined Xie Hanyan stood gracefully behind it, her expression complex. Yin Ziyang, his face ashen, remained silent, took Xie Hanyan's hand, and turned to leave. Yin
Xiao, taking advantage of the last moments, hurriedly returned to his room, meditated, and prepared.
……… ... "I have already vetoed the parliament's third motion for war and agreed to participate in the peace talks convened by the UN War Mediation Committee. This is the limit of my power. When the fourth war proposal is submitted, I will no longer have the power to veto it," Kim Gyo-jung said with a worried expression. Sitting opposite her were two young women. One of them was Bai Shuiying, the president's special advisor. She was quiet and elegant, with an extremely beautiful appearance and a graceful temperament like that of a lady from a noble family that was unforgettable at first sight. The woman sitting next to her was even more outstanding. Although both women were more beautiful and impeccable in appearance, her temperament was superior. At first glance, she seemed upright and dignified, with a heroic spirit and a kind of unyielding beauty like a plum blossom in the snow. When you met her eyes, which were like the brightest stars in the night, a sense of wisdom and all-seeing insight made her seem like a goddess standing on a mountain peak, making all those with ill intentions feel ashamed. Upon closer observation, it became clear that all of this was merely an illusion. The real her seemed veiled by a thin layer of mystery, making her elusive and enigmatic. This air of enigmatic charm was her true and most unique quality. She was none other than Jin Feng Lian Hongni, a Phoenix God-level expert. For years in South Korea, she had used her wisdom and courage to prevent the war. A year ago, Fang Chen, one of the four demons of the Dark Demon Cult and a Thousand-Transformation Demon, personally arrived. Lian Hongni fought him; their skills were evenly matched. However, Fang Chen then unleashed his bio-engineered warriors, including bears and wolves, to attack her. Although Lian Hongni escaped unscathed, she suffered severe internal injuries and was unable to fight back. Even so, Lian Hongni used all her cunning to persuade Jin Guangzheng, who had been supported by the Dark Demon Cult to become president, to defect, thwarting Fang Chen's plans. Because Jin Guangzheng was already in the presidency, Fang Chen dared not kill him, and with Lian Hongni's covert protection, war was averted. But Fang Chen has already controlled the military and parliament, inciting war, so even if the president vetoes it, it's already the final moment. Shuiying, I'm very worried about you participating in the negotiations tomorrow as a special advisor. Vice President Cao Chengkuan and Minister of National Defense Shen Hu have both defected to the Demonic Sect, and I heard your senior brother An Wu is going too. He's always been so kind to you… Jin Guangzheng stopped, unable to think of a word to describe the current relationship between An Wu and Bai Shuiying, and he also bore a great responsibility for how things have come to this. Bai Shuiying smiled and said: Don't worry, as Bai Xianfei's daughter, I don't think much of those characters. For thousands of years, although ancient martial arts have been mainly preserved by the Phoenix and the Dark Demonic Sect, there are still many extraordinary people and hermits in the world, most of whom continue their magical martial arts lineage in a family-based way. Bai Shuiying's father, Bai Xianfei, is one of them. You're right, Cao Chengkuan and Shen Hu don't understand martial arts, and An Wu wasn't your match before, but after he defected to the Demonic Sect, I'm afraid… and you're all alone, surrounded by enemies, I'm really worried. Everyone could see that the worry on Kim Kwang-jung's face came from the bottom of his heart. A warm feeling welled up in Bai Shuiying's heart. Her relationship with Kim Kwang-jung was quite complex and subtle, but she felt his genuine concern for her—the first time she had felt the warmth of family since her father's death. Lian Hongni said from the side, "It seems this war is unavoidable. I've already informed the North Koreans. Now, our only hope is that these peace talks can be delayed for a few more months, to buy some time and see if a miracle happens. Right, it's getting late, I have to take my leave. Shuiying, will you come with me?" Bai Shuiying hesitated for a moment, then said, "I want to talk to Kwang-jung alone. You go first." A complex look flashed in Lian Hongni's eyes as she turned and left. After Lian Hongni left, the two remained silent. Kim Jong-jung rubbed his hands together, finally breaking the silence, and said, "Shuiying, is there something you want to tell me?" Bai Shuiying looked up and said, "Let's talk in your bedroom." Jin Guangzheng sprang up from the sofa like a hedgehog, his mouth agape before he stammered, "You, what did you say?" "I want to go to your bedroom," Bai Shuiying said calmly. "Don't you want to take me?" "No, no," Jin Guangzheng's expression shifted, seemingly overjoyed, but beads of sweat dotted his forehead. He turned and headed for the stairs. Perhaps due to nervousness, he bumped into a vase on the table. Seeing the vase fall to the ground, Bai Shuiying gracefully moved it back to its place. She placed her hand on Jin Guangzheng's arm and said softly, "Come on, let's go." Jin Guangzheng needed all his strength to calm his wildly beating heart. Life was truly unpredictable. A year ago, he had led her to the bedroom, stepping on the crimson carpet, walking triumphantly behind Bai Shuiying, while she felt like a condemned prisoner about to be executed. A year later, the same people, two different places, but their feelings and relationship had undergone a complete transformation.

Jin Guangzheng was the only son of a wealthy tycoon, a good-for-nothing who only knew how to play the womanizer. Then, the Dark Cult selected him, taught him martial arts, and instilled in him a dark theory of might makes right. He became a devoted member of the cult. In his second year as president, while he was plotting war, Bai Shuiying found him.
Faced with her stunning beauty, Jin Guangzheng was completely captivated. Bai Shuiying hoped he would abandon his evil ways and embrace the light. She appealed to his emotions and reasoned with him, and the two spent the entire evening in the reception room debating their respective ideologies. Although Jin Guangzheng showed some signs of awakening under Bai Shuiying's influence, the evil thoughts that had been nurtured by the Dark Cult for years could not be completely erased by her words. "
If you're willing to sleep with me, I'll believe you!" Driven by desire, Jin Guangzheng made an unreasonable demand. Bai Shuiying thought for a long time before resolutely agreeing to his unreasonable request.
Bai Shuiying gently rested her head on Jin Guangzheng's shoulder. She, too, couldn't forget that night, couldn't forget letting Ping give her pure body to a man for the first time.
The two entered the bedroom. Bai Shuiying sat down on the edge of the bed, while Jin Guangzheng stood awkwardly to the side. "Sit down,"
Bai Shuiying said, pulling Jin Guangzheng to sit beside her. "Hold me," she said. Jin Guangzheng's eyes were slightly moist. He hugged her tightly, murmuring, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Bai Shuiying stroked his thick hair, feeling a strong sense of fullness in his arms. She whispered, "Are you still thinking about the past?" "How could I forget that night? Deep guilt has tormented me for the past year," Jin Guangzheng said. "
The foolish Bai Shuiying said, "Then you don't need to feel guilty anymore, because... because I've fallen in love with you!" Jin Guangzheng was shocked again, looking at Bai Shuiying with disbelief.
Bai Shuiying met Jin Guangzheng's gaze and said, "Don't doubt it. In this past year, you've changed a lot. From a playboy, a member of the demonic sect, you've become a man of courage and action, completely different from the you of the past!" I increasingly feel a strong sense of reliance and security every time I'm by your side. I keep asking myself, have I fallen in love with you? At first, I hesitated because I've always been filled with hatred for you, how could I fall in love with you? But this feeling grew stronger and stronger, and I longed to see you more and more. Until just now, I finally realized that I truly love you! In this extremely critical moment, Baek Soo-young had a premonition that many unexpected events would occur during her solo participation in the peace talks. If she didn't confess her feelings to Kim Jung-yi today, she might never have another chance. Of course, she didn't voice this premonition. The bedroom
light dimmed, and the two embraced tightly. At this moment, words were superfluous; everything was intertwined in the tide of love…
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