Beauty Hunter - 12

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The envoy had no intention of letting Ma Long go; her implication was simply to entrust the assassination to Sakuma Mizue.
With the envoy's support, Sakuma Mizue quickly selected a small group of elites from among the shrine members who had lost loved ones in battles against Ma Long's faction. They prepared to risk their lives to travel to the demon-controlled
territory of [unclear - possibly a place name] to assassinate Ma Long.
Meanwhile, Ma Long and his group arrived at Gokumon Island and quickly left the airport.
Unlike the towering skyscrapers, cleanliness, and vibrant life of Xihai City, the buildings on Gokumon Island were much lower, mostly dilapidated and old, generally thirty or forty years old, or even older.
While there were young and beautiful women on the streets, often dressed provocatively, they were usually accompanied by men, or formed groups of prostitutes waiting for customers.
Sensing the tense atmosphere on the street, Zhao Fengyi leaned against Ma Long, while Li Meisi nervously gripped her pistol.
Just as they were about to find a taxi, several men stepped forward and blocked their way, saying, "Are you looking for a car? We have cheap taxis, half the price of regular taxis."
Ma Long sneered, "You overconfident trash, get out of my way! Do you think you'll survive if you get in your car? Get lost!"
The men sneered even more blatantly, "You'll get in whether you want to or not!"
They simultaneously pulled open their shirts, revealing the butts of guns hidden inside.
"You're asking for death!"
As soon as Ma Long finished speaking, he punched two men away in quick succession, and his legs flew in a series of kicks that left afterimages, sending the remaining three flying more than ten feet away. Finally, he pulled out a submachine gun from his pocket and threatened, "You dare to mess with the Ma family of the Prison Gate Gang? Are you out of your minds?"
There were definitely other accomplices in the crowd, but they were too intimidated by Ma Long's power to make a move.
At this moment, a vendor approached Ma Long and said, "Young man, the Ma family of the Prison Gate Gang doesn't have anyone like you. You'd better have real connections before saying this, otherwise tonight you'll be chopped into pieces and thrown into the sea to feed the sharks."
Ma Long pointed a gun at his head and said, "Go back and tell that old man Ma Wang that his eldest son, Ma Long, has returned to collect a debt from him. Tell him to prepare twenty years' worth of pocket money for me. This is just the down payment!"
The vendor, startled, broke out in a cold sweat and said, "So it's the eldest young master? I... I'll go back and inform the gang leader right away."
Less than ten minutes later, a Rolls-Royce luxury sedan and two escorting ordinary Japanese sedans appeared outside the airport. A driver in a black suit respectfully greeted Ma Long and helped him into the car.
Holding Ziwen in her arms, Zhao Fengyi, pale with fright and trembling, asked, "Ma Long, was your family originally from a gang?"
Li Meisi boldly replied, "Fengyi, didn't you know? The Prison Gate Gang on Prison Gate Island is known as the Eastern Mafia, committing murder, arson, drug trafficking, prostitution, and all sorts of evil deeds. Even the police are afraid of them. But the world probably never imagined that this evil gang was actually a disguise used by the werewolves to conceal their identities."
Ma Long, unsure whether to smile bitterly or coldly, said with a strange expression, "If we didn't deliberately use a gang to conceal our identities, the illiterate werewolves who can't even write a few characters wouldn't agree." "What legitimate business can gangsters do? This world is a dog-eat-dog world. How can ordinary human gangs fight against a gang made up of werewolves? It's hard not to dominate."
Li Meisi said in astonishment, "Ma Long, haven't you never been back to Prison Gate Island? How do you know so much about your family?" Ma Long said seriously, "Please, this is common knowledge in the underworld. It's perfectly normal for a demon like me to know. Only ordinary people like you wouldn't know."
Zhao Fengyi, a respectable woman, had never been in contact with gangsters before. She was nervous and scared, holding Ma Long's hand tightly, looking like she relied on him wholeheartedly. Li Meisi, on the other hand, was not only bold but also full of curiosity. A gang run by werewolves was very valuable for interviews. In fact, she had already prepared hidden cameras in her handbag and buttons.
The driver responsible for driving for Ma Long took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him, saying, "Young Master, you are a great hero in the eyes of our younger generation. It is my honor to drive for you."
Ma Long laughed heartily and said, "You little rascal, you really know how to flatter people. I came back to rely on my father, to divide the family property and fight for the gang leader. You want to rely on me too? Isn't that a bit too early? I don't remember doing anything that can be called heroic."
The driver gave him a thumbs up and said in praise, "When it comes to Ma Long, which werewolf in the Prison Gate Gang doesn't praise him? When you were sixteen, you single-handedly fought your way out of the Enokyokuno Shrine as a hostage and regained your freedom. Who can do something like that?"
Ma Long felt ashamed. The truth was that he had been severely injured by the people of the Enokyokuno Shrine and driven out of Xihai City.
The driver continued, "Besides, you're one of the Four Great Rascals. Your 'Dead Night Evil Uniform Temptation' series is a classic among classics. It's real, no condoms, the whole process is real rape and training. Not a single man in the gang can watch it without getting an erection."
Ma Long said in surprise, "No way! My 'Dead Night Evil Uniform Temptation' series is all sealed with Evil Eyes. How could anyone other than the buyer see the content? Besides, how could you afford that level of money?"
The driver shook his head and said, "The videos were all bought from you by Gang Leader Ma Wang using a fake name. How could he not strongly support his good son's AV? As for sealing, what does our Prison Gate Gang do? We're experts in piracy. There are at least eight or ten Evil Eye masters in the gang. But to avoid affecting your business, the gang leader only shows the videos internally to the gang members."
Ma Long never imagined that one of his customers was his father, but he didn't know which customer he was.
The driver continued, beaming, "Especially your recent raid on Xihai City, storming the TV station, and even publicly raping Lin Ying at the Okatsukabe Shrine—you were truly awe-inspiring, respected by everyone! If someone like you isn't a hero, then who is worthy of being called a hero among our demon race?"
Malone patted the driver's shoulder and said, "You're quite the smooth talker, kid. What's your name?"
The driver, looking at Malone with a gesture of utter deference, replied, "My name is John, some people also call me Big John, or Lecherous John. I hope you'll take good care of me in the future, young master." "..."
The driver then turned to Zhao Fengyi and said, "Miss Zhao Fengyi, could you please sign the clothes on my back as a souvenir? You are my goddess, the eternally pure angel in white."
Hearing this, Zhao Fengyi awkwardly pressed her hands to her cheeks, shook her head violently, and exclaimed in a soft voice with a flushed face, "No way! Have you seen those embarrassing films that Ma Long made for me? No! I'm so ashamed." Seeing Zhao
Fengyi's pitiful appearance, so embarrassed that she wanted to cry and her eyes were brimming with tears, Li Meisi felt the same way. Ma Long had been unable to sell the films he made of Lin Ying and himself because he was being chased so hard by the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine. But now, his fate was no different from Zhao Fengyi's; he just didn't know how many people would watch them.
The convoy carrying Ma Long and his men quickly arrived outside the Ma family mansion. Ma Wang, the leader of the Prison Gate Gang, patriarch of the werewolf clan, and lord of Prison Gate Island, led his wives, children, and a large number of gang members to wait for Ma Long outside.
The fifty-year-old Ma Wang looked like he was thirty-five; he was broad-shouldered, muscular, with a dark complexion and an imposing stature.
Ma Long was used to being welcomed with swords and guns, but he had never experienced such a warm and welcoming welcome.
Ma Long was initially quite reserved, unsure whether to mock or ridicule his father, but unexpectedly received a warm and unreserved embrace from his father.
King Ma tightly embraced his son, Malone, whom he hadn't seen for twenty years, patting his back forcefully and saying, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"
If King Ma hadn't been a man who didn't easily shed tears, he might have truly burst into tears.
King Ma warmly introduced Malone to his younger siblings: "Let me introduce you to my brothers and sisters. This is my second brother… this is my third sister… this is my fourth sister… this is my fifth brother… this is my sixth sister…"
Malone had more than twenty siblings, including an infant in one of them. Behind King Ma were a magnificent array of more than ten wives and concubines.
Finally, King Ma said sadly to Malone, "Except for my thirteenth sister, who is taking your place as a hostage, our whole family is together. Today is truly a joyous occasion! It's a pity… it's a pity we still lack a daughter to truly reunite as a family."
Then, his younger siblings rushed forward to greet Malone warmly, shaking hands and embracing him.
This was quite unusual for Ma Long, who was used to being alone. Li Meisi, Zhao Fengyi, and Ziwen were also receiving intense attention from his wives and concubines, who treated them almost like his betrothed wives.
Upon entering the living room, a large feast had already been prepared. Ma Wang, with his arm around Ma Long's shoulder, said, "Like father, like son! I, a wolf father, can't have a dog as my offspring. Ma Long, you really are a lecherous wolf! A busty news anchor and a cute, innocent nurse, and now an underage loli! Good! Very good!"
Ma Long protested, "Li Meisi and Zhao Fengyi are one thing, but that brat Ziwen isn't my woman. I'm not a pedophile."
Ma Wang laughed loudly, "So what if you're a pedophile? Why care about societal opinions? Our family isn't just a gang, we're a werewolf clan! Pedophilia is pedophilia. You can have as many little girls as you like."
Knowing that explaining was useless, Ma Long could only shut up.
At the banquet, Malone's younger siblings came forward one by one to introduce themselves, offering toasts and serving food with unwavering enthusiasm, showing no signs of unfamiliarity or awkwardness.
After a few drinks, Malone, slightly tipsy, said to Ma Wang, "It seems the siblings in this family have a really good relationship. It doesn't look like they're scheming and fighting for the family fortune at all."
Ma Wang chuckled and said, "We werewolves are like a pack of wolves. How can we fight against powerful enemies outside if we're not united internally? Family ties are our most important weapon. Unity is strength!"
Malone angrily retorted, "When have you, as my father, ever talked to me about family ties? You sent me to the Yi family as a hostage when I was little, subjecting me to the scorn of humans."
The once lively banquet instantly turned cold. All of Malone's younger siblings, Ma Wang's wife, and numerous subordinates all glared at him with hostility.
"Brother, even you shouldn't speak to Father like that. Apologize!"
one of Malone's brothers said.
Ma Long was utterly unafraid. Being surrounded on all sides wasn't new for him, especially since no weapons had been drawn yet! Ma Long looked at his younger brother and said, "My dear brother, Ma something, sorry, you forgot your name right after introducing yourself. Was I wrong? Otherwise, let our good father answer." The
previously amiable Ma Wang's attitude had completely changed. His face was frosty, gloomy, and filled with murderous intent—he looked every bit the underworld boss. Even Ma Long felt a sense of fear in his presence, let alone the others present, who all bowed their heads. Ma
Wang said to Ma Long in a sinister tone, "Aren't you afraid of me? I can have them kill you with a single word."
Ma Long instantly drew his gun and said, "Who's afraid of you!"
Ma Long's gun was only halfway raised when Ma Wang swiftly blocked it with his hand, preventing it from pointing at his father's forehead.
As Ma Long's father, Ma Wang said domineeringly, "Indeed, I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a father to you. You didn't come back now just to ask for my fatherly love, did you? Otherwise, you would have come eight years ago." Ma
Long had originally planned to bow and scrape to please his father, but he wasn't the kind of person who liked to flatter. Lowering his head was harder than he expected, so he simply said frankly, "Of course, I don't need your fatherly love. You're crazy. I'm not a ten or eight-year-old kid. But you are still my father, and you used me as a hostage. Besides, I'm the eldest son." "I've come back this time because I want you to give me the position of clan leader."
Ma Wang sneered, "What arrogance! Are you planning to forcibly take it from me if I don't give it to you?"
Ma Long calmed down a bit and said, "I won't forcibly take it from you, and killing you wouldn't convince the people either. But keeping you around to play some tricks and schemes to seize the position of gang leader is a must."
Suddenly, the murderous aura on Ma Wang's face lessened, and he said with a smile, "The eldest son's succession is indeed our custom, but it's not unchanging without exception. Your brothers have been trying to show me their abilities and loyalty for over twenty years. Any one of them has wiped out..." "Two or three human gangs have seized large territories and all hope to usurp your inheritance rights."
Horse King looked at his brothers, who dared not show the slightest disrespect before their father, and said, "Do you want me to compete with them for the inheritance? What are your conditions? Just say it." Horse
King didn't answer Malone directly, but continued, "Let me answer your initial question first: why did I disregard kinship and send you to the Yi family as a hostage? Because in the werewolf clan, the eldest son inherits the throne. The other sons, once they grow up, will leave to establish their own households. Naturally, the attitude towards the eldest and second sons is different."
Horse King looked at his other sons and said, " "What's most important to a werewolf? Strength, dominance, and ferocity—that's what keeps all your subordinates in check! You're all impressive enough in front of outsiders, but in front of me you're just a bunch of obedient dogs, lacking any of the murderous intent or rebelliousness a wolf should have. You're not qualified to lead a clan at all."
The Horse King continued, "To cultivate an heir capable of standing on his own, even if I hadn't sent you as a hostage back then, I would have let you wander and fend for yourself. This answer should be enough to satisfy you, my son."
This answer was indeed convincing to Malone, but it left him feeling uneasy.
The Horse King then addressed everyone, "Forget the unpleasantness from earlier. We're all family. Let's drink and eat heartily again."
After the banquet, the Horse King received Malone alone in his study.
Ma Long looked at the books on the bookshelf and said, "A gang leader likes to read so much? Are you trying to act cultured? Don't make me laugh."
Ma Wang sat comfortably in his executive chair and said, "The only books I like to read are adult magazines. You can take them if you like. But to lead a big gang, you do need knowledge, not just brute force. So the educated books are all read to me by my wives."
Ma Long leered and said, "Needless to say, those wives and concubines were naked when they read, sitting on you."
Ma Wang smiled knowingly and said, "As expected of my son, just like you saw it with your own eyes."
Ma Wang said generously, "I've already given you the right of succession, but when you inherit it is up to you. " "Then he answered, 'If you were to take control of the Prison Gate Gang, how would you manage and develop it?'"
Malone replied confidently, "Of course, I would continuously expand my influence. And not just within the underworld, but I would also attack the Yi family's West Sea City and take over the territories of neighboring lords, regardless of whether they are demons or humans of the demon-slaying clan."

Chapter Six: Surprise Attack
Malone frowned and said, "Our expansion in the underworld over the past twenty years has indeed been smooth sailing. Dealing with ordinary human gangs with the power of werewolves is a piece of cake. But dealing with other neighboring lords is a different story. It will be a tough battle with evenly matched forces. Even if we win, there will be many casualties. And you want to take down the Yi family for revenge, right?"
Ma Long said directly, "You can't stop me. I'm going to raze the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine and take Yakumo no Kanojo as my slave girl. Even if you stop me now, you won't be able to stop me after you die. I'll still launch an attack. It's better to fight sooner rather than later!"
Ma Wang laughed with a sharp killing intent, "Not necessarily! It's good that young people are ambitious and domineering, but as the head of a clan, with power comes obligation. Taking care of my subordinates is my responsibility. If you follow your methods, a large number of your subordinates will die in battle, and the number of orphans and widows will increase significantly. But as long as I remain in the position of gang leader for two or three more years..." "Ten years... by the time you're middle-aged, your mindset might have changed."
Malone laughed menacingly, "You want me to wait twenty or thirty years? By then, Xiao Fang will be a grandmother. What would I do with an old woman then? Sweep the floor for me?"
Malone cracked his knuckles, saying, "Rules are rules. If I don't agree, you'll have to defeat me in a one-on-one duel. Bring it on, I'm far from retirement age!"
Malone, of course, wouldn't back down, and the duel began the next day.
The result? Malone suffered a broken bone and lay in bed for three days. His father's strength was a third greater than his own, but his experience and technique were overwhelmingly superior.
Malone wasn't weak, but precisely because he was strong, he understood that the gap between himself and his father couldn't be bridged in a short time.
Three days later, Zhao Fengyi, dressed as a nurse, removed Ma Long's bandages. With a displeased expression, she said to Ma Long, "Look at what you've done! You deserved to be beaten. Fighting your own father! You're such an unfilial son!"
Ma Long retorted angrily, "Hmph! How could you, a human, understand the affairs of us demons?"
At this moment, Ma Wang, the father, entered and said to Ma Long on the bed, "So you can get out of bed so soon? Youth is wonderful."
Still angry, Ma Long said, "You cruel father, you even hit your son so hard!"
Ma Wang sneered, "I'm doing this for your own good. Do you think the enemies on the battlefield will show you mercy?"
Ma Long then wrapped his arms around Zhao Fengyi's slender waist and lifted her up ... With three fingers, he said, "I'll go out and wander to train. I'll come back in three years and I'll definitely be able to defeat you."
Ma Wang crossed his arms and mocked arrogantly, "Three years is enough? Don't underestimate your old man. You won't be able to replace me for at least eight or ten years."
Zhao Fengyi protested to Ma Long, "I don't want to go wandering and training with you! We were just planning to settle down here, and you're not allowed to go either."
Ma Wang also tried to persuade Ma Long, "Training doesn't necessarily have to be outside. Stay home and train; I'll be your opponent."
Ma Long didn't intend to stay. With his father as his opponent, he would improve while his father improved, and his father would understand him better! If he stayed, he really wouldn't be able to win even in eight or ten years. Only by finding stronger opponents to hone his skills and learning some unique techniques that his father didn't know could he possibly win within two or three years.
King Ma then led Malone for a walk in the garden outside the mansion, and recounted some old stories to him: "Twenty years ago, our Prison Gate Gang fought to the death with the people of the En no Ozuno Shrine. Half of the men in our clan died, and even all the young women were mobilized. But the people of the En no Ozuno Shrine didn't fare much better; they suffered heavy casualties as well. I personally killed En no Ozuno's husband."
Malone followed behind and said, "Humans and demons are inherently hostile to each other, and mutual slaughter is an unavoidable fate."
King Ma sighed and said, "When I was a child, your grandfather sent me out to wander..." Alone and helpless, I fought countless powerful demons and exorcists, and even fell in love with a wonderful girl! Finally, I returned to the Prison Gate Gang, reunited with my father for a few years, and developed bonds with my werewolf brothers. But in one great battle after another, my father died, and my comrades perished one after another. Humans and demons certainly cannot coexist on equal footing, but this bloodshed should be avoided whenever possible!
Malone said, "Even if I don't attack the Ennozuno Shrine, can peace be maintained indefinitely? Impossible."
Malone frowned and said, "Approximately every twenty years..." "As usual, the Prison Gate Gang and the Okunozuno Shrine would have a major war that lasted for several years. When I returned home to take over as gang leader, it had been exactly twenty years since the truce began. At that time, my father, your grandfather, and everyone in the gang strongly advocated for war; apart from me, there were very few who advocated for peace. Although I defeated my father in the duel and took over as clan leader, I ultimately couldn't prevent the war from reigniting."
King Ma said sadly, "Now, twenty years have passed, and actually, apart from you, your brother and the new generation of werewolves in the gang are all strongly advocating for an attack. Many of their fathers were killed by the Okunozuno Shrine during their childhood." "The people who killed them are now at the age of adulthood, and avenging their fathers is exactly what the younger generation is most passionate about."
Zhao Fengyi's eyes welled up with tears as she comforted Ma Wang, saying, "Chief, you are truly kind-hearted. Don't listen to that fool Ma Long. He only wants to start a war to control Xiao Fang. Peace is the best thing. Humans and demons can coexist. Don't Ma Long and I live together?"
Ma Long angrily kissed Zhao Fengyi's fragrant lips, stopping her from continuing. Then he reached out his demonic hands and caressed her body, making her moan and groan with pleasure, unable to speak.
He declared arrogantly, "Humans and demons can coexist? If they could coexist as equals, the little devil and Lin Ying wouldn't have tried so hard to stop Xiao Fang and me from being together. We live together now, but your status isn't that of my equal wife, it's that of a slave! I can do whatever I want, and if I go on a wandering cultivation journey, you have to come with me. Do you even have the right to say you don't want to?"
The Horse King smiled bitterly and said, "Alright, stop bullying your little wife."
Recalling past tragedies, the Horse King clenched his fist excitedly and said, "When will this cycle of revenge end? We finally have twenty years..." "Why break peace?"
Malone said proudly and confidently, "I only know about victory, not peace. As long as we destroy the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine, there will naturally be peace!"
Ma Wang shook his head and said, "Even if you destroy the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine, so what? Other exorcism organizations will still appear. In neighboring areas, there are the Christian St. Peter's Order and the Buddhist Hakuma-ji Temple, both of which are powerful exorcism organizations. Not to mention that humans still make up the majority on Earth."
Peace requires the agreement of the majority of both sides to be achieved and maintained, but war can be ignited by only a few people.
Although Malone's plan to attack the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine with the power of the Gokumon Gang was opposed by his father, this did not mean that the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine would not launch an attack.
Moreover, this attack was already approaching their heads.
A passenger plane was diving down towards the Malone family mansion.
Ma Wang was the first to notice the abnormality. He immediately took out his mobile phone to contact his subordinates at home.
But by the time Ma Wang realized it, the plane's altitude had already dropped below 10,000 feet, and it was diving rapidly towards the Malone family mansion.
Ma Wang's men quickly evacuated the people inside the building, while simultaneously sending men with handheld anti-aircraft missiles to fire at the passenger plane overhead. Ma Wang and Malone, watching from afar, could only stand on the ground, completely powerless to do anything.
The one responsible for launching this attack was a married shrine maiden from the Enno-zuno Shrine. Her husband, a policeman in the exorcism department, had been killed by Malone, and the shock caused her to miscarry while pregnant. Deeply grieving and desperate, the shrine maiden was willing to die alongside Malone, accepting the suicide mission given to her by Sakuma Mizue.
Sakuma Mizue, watching this scene through binoculars in the distance, calmly remarked, "Such a copycat attack method is rather unoriginal."
Beside her, the evergreen said, "It doesn't matter if there's no creativity, the most important thing is effectiveness. All writing is plagiarism, and so are terrorist attacks. We copied the people who crashed planes into the World Trade Center; they copied the Kamikaze pilots of WWII Japan."
Sakuma Mizue smiled and said, "Speaking of which, although we settled down on Xihai Island, I am also a descendant of Japanese immigrants. In a way, this is following the methods of our ancestors."
In the cockpit of the passenger plane, the shrine maiden, acting as a suicide bomber, murmured tearfully, "Kiichi, and the unborn child, I'm coming to heaven to join you now. At the same time, I will send the werewolf clan of Gokumon Island to hell. Die! You damned werewolves!"
At the last moment, a series of handheld anti-aircraft missiles were launched, turning the cockpit into a fireball and sending the unfortunate shrine maiden to heaven.
However, this could not stop the plane from crashing.
The tilted plane crashed to the ground, engulfing a third of the Ma family mansion. In an instant, flames engulfed the entire area, and thick black smoke billowed into the sky.
Ma Long and his father, Ma Wang, stared in disbelief. Zhao Fengyi covered her mouth with her slender hand and cried out in a shrill voice, "Ziwen and Li Meisi are still inside!"
"Go save them!"
Ma Wang, his face pale, rushed out like an arrow and headed straight for the house.
Ma Long, holding Zhao Fengyi's hand, followed behind. Although he didn't have any evidence yet, he was convinced that the people from the Enokomizumi Shrine were responsible. Just as he had expected, even if he didn't launch an attack, the people from the Enokomizumi Shrine wouldn't let him go.
A full-scale war between the two domains was still inevitable.
While directing his men to rescue the wounded and gather them together, Ma Wang ordered others to prepare weapons to defend the mansion. He himself transformed into a werewolf and charged into the deepest part of the inferno, using his tank-like steel body to break through collapsed beams and walls to rescue the trapped wounded.
Watching the wounded being carried out one by one, some crying loudly from multiple burns, others already unconscious, Zhao Fengyi, her body stiff with tension, bit down hard, leaving deep teeth marks, using the pain to calm herself. She encouraged herself, saying, "Zhao Fengyi, you're a nurse. Now is the time for you to work hard for the patients. Don't just be afraid."
Then she went forward to teach the members of the Prison Gate Gang how to perform first aid on the wounded, demonstrating herself while waiting for the ambulance.
Ma Long, accustomed to scenes of gunfire, did not join the rescue efforts. This was not his job, and he didn't want to see his newly reunited siblings grieving over the bodies of other family members. As his father Ma Wang's representative, he wielded two pistols, assisting in directing the gang's defensive deployment. With all manpower focused on rescuing people and fighting, they couldn't control the ever-spreading fire on the mansion.
Meanwhile, Sakuma Mizue, dressed as a shrine maiden and protected by Wannianqing, led the infiltration team from Enokomizu Shrine in a second wave of attack.
Leading the charge were three oil tankers, loaded with explosives, and driven by the corpses of their drivers.
Sakuma Mizue watched as the Ma family mansion was half-engulfed in flames, chanting incantations as she used magic to control the three zombie-like vehicles, speeding forward at full speed.
Ma Long, guarding the mansion's entrance, shouted to his gang, "Fire! Aim at the wheels!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Dozens of guns of various sizes fired simultaneously, the dense hail of bullets riddling the lower half of the truck's cab and the two front wheels like a honeycomb.
The first oil tanker lost control, veered right, and crashed into the roadside.
But a second vehicle had already taken its place, smashing through the iron gate at the mansion's entrance and charging straight in.
Two or three werewolves who couldn't escape in time were instantly crushed under its wheels. However, the oil tanker, which had just entered the garden, was also hit by multiple shots and burst into flames.
A powerful gust of wind blew Malone and the other werewolves to the ground, and blazing pillars of fire shot straight into the sky.
Before Malone and the others could even stand up, a third oil tanker rushed in, heading straight for the rows of wounded people lined up on the ground, including Zhao Fengyi, who was trying to save them.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Fengyi was stunned. Moreover, out of a nurse's sense of responsibility, she couldn't abandon the wounded people and run away herself.
The driver was a zombie, and no matter how many shots Malone fired at the dead, he couldn't stop the oil tanker. Attacking the oil tankers on the vehicle would cause an explosion, and even if only the wheels were hit, at this distance, it wouldn't be enough to stop it. The oil tanker's momentum alone was enough to drive into the wounded.
In this critical moment, Ma Long transformed into a werewolf, shooting at the wheels while speeding to rescue Zhao Fengyi.
At the last moment, Ma Wang, who had just rescued an injured person from the mansion, put down the injured person and roared, "Wolves, follow me! Go! Flip this oil tanker!" In
his werewolf form, Ma Wang rushed forward like lightning, punching the front of the truck, turning the zombie driver into a pulp. The front of the truck was completely destroyed, but
Ma Wang himself was thrown several feet away. The other werewolves present were also inspired by him, transforming and rushing towards the oil tanker. The werewolves present worked together to stop the speeding oil tanker and flip it over.
Watching all this, Sakuma Mizue coldly detonated the bomb detonator on the oil tanker.
The explosion engulfed dozens of brave werewolves beside the oil tanker, scattering fragments of corpses and debris everywhere, and a third pillar of flame rose from the ground.
Zhao Fengyi, whom Ma Long was holding, was also hit by shrapnel and fell into a coma on the spot. Ma Long himself was in even worse condition, with seven or eight pieces of shrapnel embedded in his body.
Ma Long's father, Ma Wang, whom he had only reunited with a few days ago, lay on the ground coughing up blood, half of his body burned.
Holding his injured and unconscious confidante, Ma Long knelt beside his father and said excitedly, "Dad!"
Looking at the internal organs exposed in the wounds, Ma Wang, writhing in pain, said with a bitter smile, "Werewolves don't die so easily, but with such severe injuries, it's possible that someone really will die. Those who are destined for great things shouldn't cry like women. Go and hold off the enemy's offensive first!"
Ma Long, a werewolf alone, had already turned Xihai City upside down, let alone this Prison Gate Island, the werewolf clan's stronghold.
Although Sakuma Mizue was leading a hundred infiltrators, with her own strength, a hundred people wouldn't be enough to deal with dozens of werewolves. Therefore, in addition to the tactics of ramming the passenger plane and ramming the oil tanker, she had a third move.
Before the operation, the commando members were injected with drugs to maximize their physical potential.
They also utilized ancient techniques from the Enokomizu Shrine, a Shinto sect that believes in eight million gods, to summon lower-ranking deities and possess them, using divine power to fight these werewolves. While this method was temporary and unsustainable, it was sufficient for short-term operations.
The Enokomizu Shrine commando team used sniper rifles to relentlessly pursue the werewolves inside the mansion, even killing the wounded on the ground, before launching an assault on the enemy headquarters.
The Ma family mansion normally housed hundreds of henchmen; even after the plane crash and oil tanker attack, over two hundred werewolves remained to fight, and even female family members could transform into werewolves to participate.
Therefore, Sakuma Mizue also prepared a final reinforcement: a zombie army.
Gangs frequently commit murder, so there was a mass grave behind the Ma family mansion, and nearby was the Ma family's exclusive ancestral cemetery. By turning the dead into zombies to fight, Sakuma Mizue's forces possessed enough power to confront the enemy head-on with these immortal undead.
The final battle against the zombie army led by members of the Enokonomizu Shrine unfolded.
Firearms were practically useless at this stage; hitting a dead person was merely piercing their body. Even if you hit someone from the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine, under the protection of the séance and with the potential stimulated by drugs, they wouldn't be killed in just two or three shots.
The battle seemed to have reverted to ancient times, with both sides fighting with swords, claws, and teeth, combined with magic and spells.
"Kill! Don't let a single one escape, eliminate these enemies of humanity!"
"Hold them down! If you can't even take a small injury, can you still call yourself a werewolf? Reinforcements will be here soon."
From the moment the attack began, Ma Wang had already ordered the recall of gang members from all over the city. Moreover, just like the Yakumo no Kanojo Shrine controlled the police in Saikai City, the police on Gokumon Island were also controlled by the Gokumon Gang. However, besides sending werewolves to infiltrate as police officers, they also used a large amount of dirty money for bribery.
However, these reinforcements were delayed due to the landmines and explosives that Sakuma Mizue had planted on the streets, as well as the deliberately caused traffic accidents.
Ma Long stayed by his father's side and the wounded Zhao Fengyi's side. During this time, Zi Wen was also rescued from the house, but Li Meisi was still nowhere to be found, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive.
Ma Long, with his fierce fists and feet, tore off one zombie's head after another, but this endless army of undead seemed impossible to eradicate, especially since the elite of the Enokomizumi Shrine were also mixed in.
Ma Long was on one side with the army of werewolves and human henchmen, even mobilizing the female and elderly werewolves, only the children and the wounded were left to be protected in the middle. The Enokomizumi Shrine's assault team and the manipulated zombie horde were on the other side, the two sides lined up and fought each other, in a fierce melee, blood flowed everywhere, corpses piled up like mountains, and the dead continued to rise.
Ma Long looked at the Ma family mansion behind him, which was almost completely engulfed by flames, but Li Meisi was still nowhere to be seen, and it was probably dead. Malone, feeling sorrowful, had no time for grief, for another assault team member wielding a samurai sword had already arrived, the blade flashing like mercury as it pressed towards him.
"Damn it! When will the reinforcements and ambulances arrive?"
Malone, facing the attack with his claws, grew increasingly anxious, his body drenched in sweat, watching his father and Zhao Fengyi behind him.

Chapter Seven: Bitter Battle
With victory seemingly in sight, the werewolves and members of the Prison Gate Gang fell one by one. Sakuma Mizue, who was directing from afar, was overjoyed, her face flushed. Perhaps she would soon achieve a great feat, not only burning the Ma family mansion to the ground but also killing Ma Wang and Malone, wiping out the entire Ma clan. Although she couldn't kill all the thousands of werewolves on Prison Gate Island, the achievement would still be significant.
Unfortunately, the Prison Gate Gang's reinforcements finally arrived, led by five helicopters belonging to the Prison Gate Island police, circling above the battlefield.
But even the police on the helicopter were stunned by the sight of the horde of zombies below!
Wan Nianqing tried to dissuade Sakuma Mizue, saying, "Miss, we should retreat! The final offensive has been blocked by the enemy, and reinforcements from other enemies will soon arrive. If we don't retreat now, we might not be able to escape later!"
Sakuma Mizue bit her nails, thought for a moment, and then shook her head, saying, "We can't retreat! We have our current advantage because of infiltration and surprise attacks. If we retreat now, the werewolves of Gokumon Island will be on guard, and it won't be so easy to deal with them."
Not only did Sakuma Mizue not retreat, she personally joined the battle. She was convinced that even without concrete evidence, the werewolves of Gokumon Island wouldn't give up on retaliating against the En no Kanojo Shrine after such a large-scale attack. Their past grievances and hatred were enough to drive them to seek revenge.
The helicopter strafed the zombie horde on the ground with its heavy machine gun. Any zombie whose head was blown off by bullets lost control and collapsed to the ground, unable to move. After several rounds of strafing, the pressure on Malone's werewolf gang was greatly reduced.
Malone waved vigorously at the helicopters overhead, signaling them to land so his father and Zhao Fengyi could be taken to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible.
Malone finally managed to attract the attention of one helicopter, but a plume of white smoke shot up from the ground and into the sky, blasting the helicopter into a fireball before it crashed to the ground. The Prison
Gate gang wasn't the only ones equipped with handheld anti-aircraft missiles; Sakuma Mizue also had some prepared for her commandos, though in smaller numbers.
The attacked helicopters climbed to higher altitudes to take cover.
Wan Nianqing escorted Sakuma Mizue into the battlefield and soon encountered Malone.
Having just killed a commando in a fight, Malone, his hands covered in blood, swore, "As expected, it's the Kozuno Shrine that's attacking! This time, you'll come but not leave! Men die, women become slaves, and none of you will escape!"
Facing Malone's all-out charge, Wan Nianqing transformed into his unicorn lion form, exchanging heavy punches with Malone. The two faced each other, raining down blows, their fists flying in a flurry of light as they fought for dozens of rounds.
Sakuma Mizue chanted incantations, summoning a swarm of death butterflies with iridescent wings.
Soon, these butterflies flew over the fighting crowd, attaching themselves to the heads of the dead on the ground, adding these recently deceased corpses to the zombie army.
In the center of the Prison Gate Gang's defensive formation, among the rows of wounded, some werewolves had already died. Their corpses, manipulated, rose to their feet, turning into zombies and attacking their companions, crushing them to death. The dead then turned into zombies, spreading the disease relentlessly!
The scene was horrific; the injured and children who had been protected were thrown into chaos.
The zombies, of course, wouldn't let Ma Wang and Zhao Fengyi go.
"Get out of the way!"
Ma Long unleashed a barrage of powerful attacks, his legs flying as he lunged at Wan Nianqing, trying to force him back so he could rescue his father and Zhao Fengyi.
But Wan Nianqing relentlessly attacked, clinging to Ma Long and giving him no chance to escape.
"Ugh...uh...uh...ah...ah..."
At that moment, a zombie gripped Zhao Fengyi's neck, causing her to scream and groan.
Ma Long shouted angrily, "Fengyi, stop fainting! Get up and run!"
Sakuma Mizue sneered triumphantly. Once Zhao Fengyi was crushed to death, her zombies would attack Ma Long, seeing if this heartless villain had the cruelty to break Zhao Fengyi's head and disrupt the spell. Otherwise, Ma Long would be doomed!
Zhao Fengyi's face turned purple, and even her small tongue protruded; she was on the verge of death. However, Wan Nianqing's hands gripped Ma Long's fists tightly, preventing him from escaping to save her.
"Fengyi... don't die! I'll save you! You bastard! Get out of my way, you lackey!"
Just as Ma Long was heartbroken and anxious to the point where his heart felt like it was about to explode, a loud shout rang out: "Damn it, I'm in so much pain! Can't I even get some rest?"
Ma Wang had snapped the zombie's head off with one hand. This zombie had been one of his beloved concubines, and this action only worsened Ma Wang's injuries, causing him to cough up blood.
However, the crisis was not over yet; other zombies were closing in one by
one. Desperate to escape, Ma Long and Wan Nianqing exchanged another heavy punch, both coughing up blood and losing several teeth.
Just as Sakuma Mizue was about to personally wield the Serpent Soul Whip to kill Ma Wang and Zhao Fengyi, she discovered that the battle situation had changed again. Another batch of five police helicopters had arrived as reinforcements. Although two of the five helicopters from the previous attack had been shot down by their own forces, their anti-aircraft missiles had been exhausted. Now they had to face a total of seven helicopters. Moreover, after clearing the roadblocks and landmines, members of the Prison Gate Gang and local police had arrived at the perimeter of the Ma family mansion.
Sakuma Mizue gritted her teeth and made a decision, saying, "Evergreen, retreat with me."
Even though she still had a chance to kill Ma Wang and Ma Long, if she didn't retreat soon, she would definitely be killed by the reinforcements from the Prison Gate Gang who were arriving one after another. Sakuma Mizue didn't want to lose her life here
for nothing. Ma Long immediately rushed to Zhao Fengyi's side, who was still breathing, and held her petite body in his arms with great heartache. He said to his father with great concern, "I'll take you and Fengyi to the hospital right away. You'll be alright."
Ma Wang, who was pressing his wounds, frowned in pain and said, "What do you mean, 'alright'? Do you know anything about medicine? Let the doctors figure out a solution for this. You don't need to take them to the hospital. Go and chase after the enemy. Don't let them escape."
Under his father's encouraging gaze, Ma Long hardened his heart and made a decision. He left Zhao Fengyi and his father behind and led his men to chase after Sakuma Mizue and Wan Nianqing.
Ma Wang looked down at his blood-soaked hands and said, "Must blood debts always be repaid with blood? It seems fate is inescapable. You little devil, it seems the grudges of yesteryear must continue."
Clenching his blood-stained fist, Ma Wang looked up into the distance.
As the situation changed, Sakuma Mizue left the zombie army behind to delay them, and led the remaining half of the elite members of the Enno-zuno Shrine to retreat according to the planned route.
Ma Long, along with the gang leaders and his brothers, who were even more ferocious than lions and tigers, relentlessly pursued them.
Unfortunately, they were constantly subjected to sniper fire and explosives planted by the enemy. After losing several comrades, the two sides continued to fight and flee, and the distance between them did not decrease at all.
Just then, Ma Long's cell phone rang. He nervously took out his cell phone to answer it, worried that it might be a call from a gang member in the hospital, reporting the death of his father or Zhao Fengyi.
A clear female voice came through the phone: "Ma Long, it's me, Li Meisi."
Relieved, Ma Long said, "Where have you been? I was worried you'd been killed in the plane crash."
Li Meisi replied cheerfully, "I'm fine! Such a great opportunity is right in front of me, of course I have to get an exclusive report."
Ma Long roared, "I'm still chasing the enemy, don't bother me with phone calls."
Li Meisi angrily said, "What are you saying? I only called to tell you to come because I saw the enemy was about to board the ship and escape. Heh! Looks like I did more harm than good."
Hearing this, Ma Long quickly changed his tone, abandoned his pride, and apologized, "Okay, it's my fault, tell me quickly."
Li Meisi said, "They're at Container Terminal Four."
Upon receiving this information, Ma Long immediately led his main force, Zhao Yi, to the container terminal, leaving only a few soldiers to continue dealing with the enemy.
Having lost half their men in the previous battle, Sakuma Mizue sacrificed half of the remaining personnel to lure away Ma Long and his pursuers, while she and Wan Nianqing retreated as planned.
However, Sakuma Mizue hadn't anticipated that Li Meisi, who had been tracking and interviewing from the perimeter throughout the attack, wasn't lured away by her bait and instead followed her to the dock. As Sakuma Mizue
was loading the wounded onto the ship, she stroked her golden hair and said sullenly, "We almost killed Ma Wang and Ma Long just now. It's all because of your incompetence, Wan Nianqing, that we failed." Wan Nianqing,
who regarded Sakuma Mizue as a younger sister, felt a sense of happiness and warmth at her capricious scolding, and said with a wry smile, "I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Miss."
Sakuma Mizue puffed out her cheeks and said, "Of course it's your fault, is it mine?"
Just then, Ma Long led a pack of ferocious wolves to attack, and the howling of wolves filled the air, a murderous aura permeating the atmosphere.
Upon seeing this, Wan Nianqing stepped in front of Sakuma Mizue and said, "There's no time to sail, Miss, you need to get on the helicopter quickly."
The remaining assault team members at En no Kanojo Shrine were few in number, with fewer than ten still capable of fighting, and the effects of the séance and drugs had worn off.
Dozens of werewolves had followed Malone in pursuit.
Sakuma Mizue hurriedly ran up the stairs in terror, while her assault team opened fire on Malone and the werewolves.
Malone, weaving left and right, along with the werewolves behind him, charged forward despite the enemy's heavy fire, their mouths full of sharp teeth snapping at their enemies, blood splattering everywhere, screams echoing.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
Malone shouted, severing an enemy's throat before rushing up the stairs.
But Wan Nianqing, already fighting off two werewolves, grabbed his tail from behind and said, "Get past me first!"
Among the werewolves fighting alongside Malone, seven or eight were his brothers. These werewolves, flowing with the blood of the Horse King, were nearly as strong as Malone, if not as strong. Under their combined attack and bites, even Wan Nianqing couldn't withstand them, his body mangled and bloodied.
In response, Wan Nianqing unleashed a flurry of punches, sending the werewolves that pounced on him flying, and shouted to Sakuma Mizue on the stairs, "Run! Don't worry about me!"
The assault team on the deck had already lowered the canvas covering the helicopter, preparing for takeoff.
Sakuma Mizue covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face. Wan Nianqing was covered in blood, his wounds deep enough to expose bone; leaving him behind would surely mean certain death. In that instant, memories of their time together flooded back. This slave beast had cared for her like an older brother, always patiently accepting her whims and pranks. Was she really going to watch him die a horrible death before her eyes?
Only now did Sakuma Mizue truly realize how important Wan Nianqing was to her. She abandoned her plan to board the helicopter, took out a talisman from her bosom, and chanted an incantation, transforming it into a shikigami to join the battle. She also swung the Serpent Whip at Wan Nianqing, trying to pull him out of the encirclement.
Wan Nianqing smiled bitterly, refusing to take the Serpent Whip. Instead, he forcefully pulled with his bare hands, snapping the neck of a werewolf, and shouted in a loud voice, "Miss, if you can't escape, who will take care of your mother? Don't worry about me, okay?"
After shouting, Wan Nianqing was pounced on by the werewolf and disappeared from sight, only a jet of blood gushing out.
"No!" Sakuma Mizue, who rarely used firearms, drew her pistol and fired while simultaneously whipping the werewolves surrounding Evergreen.
Malone's younger brother, standing beside him, was struck squarely by the whip, the blow leaving a bloody, mangled wound. Malone, however, swiftly and deftly grabbed the retracting snake-spirit whip and yanked it, pulling Sakuma Mizue down the stairs.
Just as Sakuma Mizue's face contorted in terror, Malone punched her hard in the abdomen, the excruciating pain causing the beautiful girl to roll her eyes back and fall unconscious.
Malone sneered, "I never thought you, this cold-blooded little devil, could be so sentimental."
Malone looked back at Evergreen on the ground; it was no longer human, only half a mangled corpse remaining.
Despite their brief encounter during the battle, Malone could see how this unicorn lion-man secretly loved the beautiful girl, Goddess, in his arms.
Malone said sadly, "Love between humans and demons can never have a peaceful and happy ending. It might be better if you died now, to avoid future suffering."
Malone sternly ordered his companions, "Leave no one alive. Kill all the men, and rape the women first, then capture them to be slaves for breeding. This little girl in my arms is my own trophy. No one is allowed to touch her. Anyone who dares to touch her, I'll cut off their wolf whip and boil it for them."
At this moment, the helicopter on the deck took off and left the land. The pilot on the helicopter became the only one who successfully escaped.
In this attack, even excluding the human followers, the number of werewolves, men, women, and children killed or wounded on Gokumon Island reached five hundred. Chieftain Ma-oh was seriously injured, and the assault team commanded by Sakuma Mizue was practically wiped out.
After this devastating battle, the werewolf clan of Gokumon Island and the En no Kanozuno Shrine in Saikai City were now at a point where war was inevitable, and twenty years of peace had finally come to an end.
After entrusting Sakuma Mizue to his subordinates, Ma-long, who himself was also covered in wounds, didn't even bother to bandage himself before rushing to the hospital alone.
Ma Long, finding the attending physician who had just emerged from the operating room, demanded, "How are Zhao Fengyi and Dad?"
The startled doctor quickly replied, "Zhao Fengyi? After the bomb shrapnel was removed from her body, she's been taken to a ward and is now in stable condition. The clan chief just underwent surgery and is currently in critical condition, but given his superhuman resilience within the clan, he should be able to pull through. We've already transferred him to the intensive care unit."
Even though Ma Wang was Ma Long's father, there wasn't much deep affection between them; they had only recognized each other a few days prior. Naturally, Ma Long went to check on Zhao Fengyi's injuries first.
Lying on the hospital bed, Zhao Fengyi was still under the effects of anesthesia, her face pale, but her breathing was relatively smooth.
Ma Long gently placed his hand on Zhao Fengyi's breast, rubbing it a couple of times through her clothes, feeling the pulse of the blood beneath her skin.
Finally relieved of his worries, Ma Long, his fatigue and anxiety gone, sighed and said, "Zhao Zhui, even the nurses have become patients. You should rest well!"
Ma Long stayed by Zhao Fengyi's bedside until she woke up the next day. Zhao Fengyi, her face blank, first screamed loudly in shock. But when she realized that she was in a hospital, no longer in the fierce battle and fighting in the Ma family mansion, she gently placed her hand on her breasts, took several deep breaths, and finally showed a calm expression on her pretty face.
But then Zhao Fengyi anxiously asked, "How are Ziwen and Li Meisi? Are they injured?"
Ma Long placed his hand on Zhao Fengyi's soft hand and said, "They're both safe and sound, especially Li Meisi. She's keeping the werewolf-related matters a secret for now, and under the guise of a gang fight, she sent the footage she filmed back to Xihai TV. She's very busy right now."
Although her wounds were still painful, Zhao Fengyi felt deeply comforted and said, "Did you stay by my bedside all night?"
Ma Long smiled and said, "Of course. I'm most concerned about your condition. We don't need to wait for you to recover and go home. As soon as your injuries improve, we..." "We can make love in the ward now."
Zhao Fengyi, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, said awkwardly, "You shameless werewolf, don't you have anything else to think about besides this?"
Ma Long whispered in Zhao Fengyi's ear, "Not that I don't. After visiting the patient, let's go see how the maternity ward is, so you can use it when you give birth to my little wolf cub."
Zhao Fengyi felt overflowing with happiness, her cheeks blushing as she shyly turned her head away, not looking at Ma Long, and said, "Shameless! Who wants to give birth to a beast for you, you werewolf?"
A sweet feeling welled up in her heart. Zhao Fengyi thought that Ma Long's words meant he planned to settle down here! The thought of having a child with Ma Long filled her with fear and apprehension, yet also a little joy.
She didn't know much about demons yet. Her and Ma Long's child would be a hybrid of human and werewolf. She secretly thought, wouldn't it be adorable if she gave birth to a little wolf girl? Avid anime fan, she was already happily fantasizing that her daughter would be a cute little girl with wolf ears and a wolf tail. However, if it were a boy, especially someone like Ma Long, it would be a huge blow to her, quite frightening.
After leaving Zhao Fengyi's hospital room and confirming that his father's condition had further improved, Ma Long drove to the hotel where Sakuma Mizue was being held captive. With the Ma family mansion burned to the ground, this was the only option.
Sakuma Mizue was locked in the hotel room's bathroom; all her talismans and weapons had been removed.

Chapter Eight: The Loli Shrine Maiden
. Ma Long opened the bathroom door and looked down at the budding beauty. Her figure was still developing, but her fair, porcelain-like skin was delicate and smooth, truly flawless. Her stunningly beautiful face was enough to make her stand out among all the beauties in the land of fragrance. Especially her shrine maiden outfit, symbolizing purity and chastity, paired with her exotic blonde hair and blue eyes, made Malone very satisfied with this trophy.
Although Sakuma Mizue's face was ashen, her expression was arrogant. Even though she knew being raped by the enemy was unavoidable, and though secretly afraid, she had no intention of showing weakness to her foe.
Malone removed the towel covering her soft, fragrant mouth and politely asked, "Do you need to urinate?"
Since being captured, twenty-four hours had passed; she was not only hungry and exhausted, but in fact, if Sakuma Mizue hadn't used her willpower to hold it in, she would have already lost control of her bladder. Although she didn't want to show weakness to the enemy, it would be truly humiliating if the youngest priestess of the Kozuno Shrine had wet her shrine maiden outfit, so she reluctantly nodded slightly.
Malone then unlocked the handcuffs and chains binding Sakuma Mizue, saying politely, "I won't do anything to you, and I won't peep."
Sakuma Mizue, who had been worried about being raped and humiliated, breathed a sigh of relief and retorted in a harsh tone, "What's wrong? Have you, this self-proclaimed one of the Four Great Demons, changed your ways? Why are you being so nice to me? It's not like the behavior of you lowly, evil werewolves."
Malone respectfully replied, "My sister is still being held hostage at the Okabe Shrine. We plan to use you to exchange for her safely, so we won't be rude to you."
As Malone was about to leave the bathroom, Sakuma Mizue nervously rubbed her slender hands and looked up, asking, "How is Wannianqing? Is he dead? Or have you captured him?"
Malone gently replied, "We'll keep him under guard for now. We can take you to see him later."
This bathroom had no windows, so Sakuma Mizue had no choice but to obediently unbutton her shrine maiden robes and prepare to relieve herself.
Hearing Malone's words, Sakuma Mizue assumed that Evergreen had been injured and fallen into enemy hands. Coupled with the news that she would be exchanged for a hostage and released back to En no Kanozumi Shrine, a huge weight was lifted from her heart. However, being in enemy territory and a prisoner, she couldn't help feeling tense and uneasy.
After sitting on the toilet for a while, she finally released a torrent of golden fluid.
Just as Sakuma Mizue was halfway through using the toilet, Malone burst through the door, a lewd grin on his face.
Sakuma Mizue screamed in shock, her beautiful face flushed crimson with shame. She frantically covered her legs with her hands and shouted at Marlon, "You...you beast, get out of here! Don't you want to exchange the hostages? I am an important branch priest of the Enokomizu Shrine! You won't have a good end if you dare to disrespect me!"
Marlon chuckled lewdly, licking his lips with a drooling grin, and said, "You believe what the enemy says? The sluts and whores of the Enokomizu Shrine are incredibly stupid. I did intend to use you to exchange for hostages, but why would I let you go? I'll take your virginity first, then..." "I'll force you to give me oral sex, and then I'll rape your anus completely. When I switch you back, you'll still be a whole person. Except for losing your hymen, you won't lose a single piece of flesh. It won't diminish your value as a hostage at all, hahahahaha!"
Sakuma Mizue was filled with hatred, shame, and anxiety. She hated that Marlon had lied to her and that she had actually believed him. She was ashamed that he was watching her urinate with such unwavering eyes. She was anxious because she couldn't stop urinating. Even if she could stop, how could she put on her pants under Marlon's gaze? That would only further expose her body.
As Sakuma Mizue sat on the toilet, unable to move, continuing to urinate, Marlon, that great scoundrel, wouldn't just stand by and do nothing.
He knelt down at her knees and pulled off her pink panties and the shrine maiden's red skirt.
Sakuma Mizue cried out in alarm, "What are you doing, you beast?"
Then Marlon grabbed her delicate feet and lifted them up, spreading them wide apart.
"No!"
Sakuma Mizue's shameful and humiliating cries echoed in the bathroom.
Marlon buried his head between her buttocks, his eyes fixed on her vulva without blinking.
Sakuma Mizue's vulva was full and rounded, like two tightly closed jade shells, crystal clear and plump, without a single pubic hair, smooth and shiny, extremely alluring. Moreover, Sakuma Mizue's age was very delicate; he didn't know if she was born without pubic hair or if it hadn't grown yet, which greatly intrigued Marlon.
A small, turbulent golden waterfall cascaded from between two jade-like shells, some of the golden dew splashing onto Malone's face. Sakuma Mizue, furious,
pounded Malone's head, crying out in shame and despair, "Let me go! Take your stinky head away!"
Malone, of course, wouldn't back down so easily, watching intently until the last drop of golden water was gone.
Sakuma Mizue's cheeks flushed a rosy pink, as if she were drunk, her breath coming in short, rapid gasps, her delicate body trembling as she shyly avoided Malone's gaze.
Sakuma Mizue was so young, somewhere between girl and adult, her innocent body not yet fully developed, and her pitiful appearance even stirred a rare pang of sympathy in Malone.
However, Malone quickly dismissed it with a laugh, feeding his sympathy and conscience to the dogs.
Tears welled in Sakuma Mizue's eyes, but the young girl bravely held them back, saying, "Have you finished looking? Can you let me go now?"
However, Sakuma Mizue was incredibly naive and foolish; she had far underestimated Malone's lustful nature.
Without any attempt to clean herself, Malone opened his mouth wide and thrust his wet, slippery tongue into Sakuma Mizue's delicate vulva.
"Ahhh! You...you crazy bastard!"
Sakuma Mizue screamed, her expression growing increasingly embarrassed and ashamed. The more helpless and pitiful she cried out, the more excited Malone, the tyrant, became. This was the kind of cruel punishment he wanted to inflict on this vicious little brat. Despite her young age, the precocious Sakuma Mizue
was no ignorant child when it came to sex.
She simply hadn't imagined her enemy would perform oral sex on her, especially since she had just urinated and hadn't even wiped herself clean. Malone was actually using his tongue to lick her! Sakuma Mizue was utterly shocked.
"Ahhh...ahhhhhh..."
Another thing that shocked Sakuma Mizue was her reaction to being licked. Even when she occasionally teased Wannianqing, she only let him lick her fingers and toes. Such a private part of her body, let alone licked, she had never let anyone see it.
Malone's tongue was not only extremely slippery with saliva, but also thick and long, with a slightly rough surface. It felt warm and slippery on her skin, especially since it was this sensitive area being licked. This suddenly made Sakuma Mizue feel an intense wave of pleasure, which was much more intense than occasionally secretly masturbating with her fingers.
"
Ah ...
ahh ... Malone licked Sakuma Mizue's beautiful face until it was flushed with a rosy blush and her body was drenched in sweat before he stopped. Tears welled in Sakuma Mizue's eyes; she wanted nothing more than to rip Malone's heart out. Then Malone picked her up and carried her out of the bathroom, while she instinctively kicked and struggled in his arms. After tossing her light, delicate body onto the bed, Malone roughly removed her white shrine maiden robe. Sakuma Mizue, her brow furrowed in shame and embarrassment, cried out in utter humiliation and fury, "Die! You bastard, I'm going to... I'm going to kill you! Evergreen, come save me!" Terrified and embarrassed, Sakuma Mizue cried out, her face contorted with fear. After removing the white shrine maiden robe, it was time to remove her cute pink bra. At this point, except for a pair of white socks, Sakuma Mizue's clothes had been completely stripped off by Malone, revealing her fair and delicate skin to the lustful demon. Malone's lecherous and burly appearance, coupled with his lewd gaze fixed on her like a delicious meal, filled the beautiful young virgin Sakuma Mizue with fear, causing her to tremble violently. She desperately hoped that Wannianqing would miraculously come to her rescue. Ma Long licked his lips, his mouth watering as lust surged. He said coldly and fiercely, "Eternal Youth? Don't even think about it. This isn't an act. There won't be any miracles. He can't even save himself, let alone come to save you. Believe me, I'll have my men cut off one or two of his hands and feet for you to see." Sakuma Mizue, pale with fright, stammered, "You...you can't do this, you can't...you can't mistreat prisoners." Ma Long laughed loudly and then sneered, "Seriously? Are you serious? If I treated prisoners well, would I, Ma Long, still be considered one of the Four Great Demons? Besides, you yourself are a master of torture. For female prisoners, you first rape them, then torture them until they're half-dead, right? You little brat." Ma Long cupped Sakuma Mizue's cheek in his hand and stared into her fearful eyes as he asked. Sakuma Mizue would condone the mistreatment of prisoners when facing an enemy, not when she herself was a prisoner. Facing the impending nightmare of rape, her heart was in turmoil, a jumble of emotions. She considered a thousand ways to escape, but none were truly feasible. She refused to give her virginity to a beast! Malone, arms crossed, plotted how to best punish and rape the virgin before him, making her pay the cruel price for harming Zhao Fengyi and her father. Soon, he laughed loudly, "Speaking of which, Li Meisi often cries to me about how you pierce and bell her breasts. I personally admire your ingenious idea; why don't I imitate your method and pierce and bell your breasts too?" Upon hearing this, Sakuma Mizue's pretty face drained of color, becoming deathly pale. She tightly covered her slightly protruding breasts with her hands. She absolutely refused to have her nipples pierced; it was not only painful but also extremely humiliating.

Malone said viciously, "Using the same old methods is unoriginal. How about this? Instead of piercing your nipples, pierce your clitoris, that little red bean."
As he spoke, he pointed to the smooth, hairless, and lovely vulva between Sakuma Mizue's legs.
"No... I don't want to!"
Sakuma Mizue was so frightened that her eyes welled up with tears. She rolled off the bed and lay on all fours like a dog, trying to crawl under the bed to hide.
With a lewd grin, Ma Long grabbed Sakuma Mizue's fair and delicate legs, lifting her upside down with his arms raised above his head. Looking down at Sakuma Mizue's terrified face, he said, "I was just kidding, kid. It's no fun playing with physical torture too early. Once I've had my fill, I'll give you a physical makeover. No rush, no rush."
Sakuma Mizue was too scared to move. The little queen who used to scold her subordinates and wantonly slaughter demons was now completely gone. She looked like a white rabbit waiting to be slaughtered.
Marlon forcefully threw Sakuma Mizue back onto the bed, then roughly bound her hands with his own snow-white shrine maiden robe. He whispered in her ear, "I just like uniforms, but I also like beautiful women completely naked. You're perfect like this: your wrists are bound by clothes, you're wearing shrine maiden stockings, and your body... hehehehe..." With
a lewd grin, Marlon's fingers roamed from Sakuma Mizue's bare, smooth neck to her small, slightly protruding, still-developing breasts, then moved to her smooth, flat, snow-white abdomen, her flawless vulva, and her slender, long legs. In her current state, apart from the stockings on her feet, Sakuma Mizue couldn't really be considered dressed.
Deeply disgusted, Sakuma Mizue closed her eyes in fear and said in her tender, childlike voice, "No, really no, I don't want my first time to be like this... I beg you, I... I'm still young, how about we make a deal and you let me go back? Name your price, my status at the Ennokazumi Shrine is second only to Ennokazumi."
Malone kissed and licked Sakuma Mizue's smooth face, saying, "Well! If I could turn all the shrine maidens at the Ennokazumi Shrine into my slaves, that would be nice, including you, of course. How about that?"
At this point, Sakuma Mizue was desperate. Desperate, she launched a final counterattack, opening her cherry-like mouth and biting Malone's nose with her pearly white teeth.
"Ouch! You little brat!"
Malone winced in pain, covering his nose and shrinking back.
Sakuma Mizue said gleefully, "How does it feel to be bitten by prey you thought you couldn't fight back?"
Ma Long cursed angrily, "You little brat, you're asking for it!"
He immediately struck Sakuma Mizue's delicate cheeks with a heavy slap each, making her see stars and feel a burning pain in her cheeks.
Then, Ma Long angrily dialed his subordinate's number and said, "Cut off Wan Nianqing's arm. Be slow, let him bleed more and scream more."
Upon hearing this, Sakuma Mizue's face drained of color. Naked and lying on the bed, she cried out, "Wait, I apologize, please don't hurt Wan Nianqing!"
Ma Long sneered, "Too late to say that now. Since you still dare to resist, I'll let you taste my power." Ma
Long took out a creature resembling an octopus from his training tools. The creature's thick, long tentacles flailing wildly in the air, extremely frightening.
Marlon said, "This is something I specially prepared for you. It's a low-level demon without any intelligence, called the Tentacle Demon Worm. You people of the Enno-no-zuno Shrine like to exorcise demons and protect the righteous path. I'll see what skills you have to exorcise demons ."
Marlon threw the Tentacle Demon Worm onto Sakuma Mizue's delicate body. The low-level demon immediately extended eight long claws, wrapping around her body and tightening its grip. The suckers on the tentacles clung to her snow-white skin , sucking hard.
The incredibly disgusting sensation on her skin, coupled with the demon's terrifying and extremely ugly appearance, caused Sakuma Mizue to scream in terror. Her scream was truly heart-wrenching.
Marlon then lifted her head, lowered his head, and forcefully kissed her lips, inserting his thick, long, wet tongue into her soft mouth, teasing and entwining with her delicate tongue.
"Ugh! Ugh... Ah..."
Sakuma Mizue thought with sorrow and despair. Her first kiss had been given to this demon, how utterly pathetic! And because of her recklessness, she had even caused Wan Nianqing to lose an arm.
Thinking that Malone had a hostage, she dared not resist the deep French kiss he was giving her, and could only let this wicked demon savor her lips and tease her tongue.
Unaware that Wan Nianqing had already died protecting her, Sakuma Mizue was completely manipulated by Malone from beginning to end.
Meanwhile, the tentacle-like demonic insects coiled and tightened around her body, wrapping around her breasts, back, legs, and buttocks, their tentacles slithering like snakes, bringing waves of strange sensations that, while repulsive, also brought a peculiar pleasure.
Even more infuriating was Malone, that devilish star. One hand pressed against her breasts, slightly larger than fried eggs, his fingers expertly kneading her nipples, producing a pleasure that was almost unbearable. His other hand lightly teased and caressed her delicate body, touching and withdrawing from various sensitive areas, playfully igniting the desire within Sakuma Mizue's young, inexperienced body.
"Haa...haa...ahhhhhh..."
After several minutes of deep kissing, Malone, who had almost suffocated Sakuma Mizue, stopped kissing, but still held the beauty in his arms, continuing to lick her face with his wet, slick tongue, each lick leaving a trail of saliva. He even deliberately transformed into a werewolf form.
For Sakuma Mizue, seeing Malone's wolf head up close was terrifying enough, and girls often have a slight aversion to germs; Malone licking her face covered in saliva truly disgusted her.
Yet, beneath her clearly disgusted expression towards Malone, there was an incongruous excitement and pleasure. Gradually adapting to the tentacled insect's suckers, her body, now entwined, felt an indescribable pleasure, like hundreds of fingers and lips, coated in sticky lubricant, simultaneously kissing and caressing her.
Accompanying this was Malone's demonic hands, which had subdued countless beauties; their technique was near divine. The pleasure of Malone's ten fingers lightly touching, rubbing, and pressing her body, reaching the depths of her soul, deeply humiliated Sakuma Mizue.
How could this be? Almost naked, held in the arms of a lowly enemy, she was experiencing such pleasure from a werewolf and a tentacle insect. Sakuma Mizue's soul was deeply shaken; for her, this was the greatest humiliation of her life.
"Hehehe... Ahhh... No!"
Sakuma Mizue cried out, her beautiful eyes wide like bells.
Because Malone, who was grinning wickedly, was holding the tentacles of the tentacle demon worm, guiding it towards his own paradise.
Malone looked at Sakuma Mizue's flawless paradise, overflowing with love juice, like it was coated with a layer of transparent honey, and couldn't help but mock, "As expected, Enokonomiyomi Shrine specializes in producing sluts and whores who enjoy being raped. Not only Lin Ying is like that, but even a little girl like you is the same, heh! The whole shrine is full of sluts."
Sakuma Mizue's face was a mixture of emotions: the resentment and pathetic feeling of being played by a demon, the physical excitement and embarrassment, and the burning resentment within. Her cheeks flushed, Sakuma Mizue said bitterly and resentfully, "Don't compare me to a slut like Lin Ying!"

Chapter Nine: The Pleasure of Humiliation
But Malone, gripping Sakuma Mizue's small breasts, said, "What's wrong? Do you think Lin Ying is despicable and shameful? Don't mind, because you'll soon become her companion, a slutty female slave kneeling and submitting to my big cock, hehe!"
Sakuma Mizue, her face flushed with anger, protested in a soft voice, "I...I won't...Ahhhhhhh..."
The tentacles of the tentacle demon and Malone's fingers simultaneously burrowed into her flower-like opening, teasing and playing with it. The fingers thrust forcefully, while the tentacles wrapped around the fingers, rubbing intensely against the flower walls. And other demonic hands didn't even spare her anus, burrowing into that tight opening and arrogantly spiraling in and out.
Under these circumstances, Sakuma Mizue had no strength left to protest!
But her immature, youthful body reacted honestly, twisting and swaying her hips in an attempt to escape, yet she couldn't evade the combined assault of tentacles and fingers. Moreover, deep within her flower-like opening, waves of nectar gushed forth, as if anticipating the intruder's further advance.
Sakuma Mizue tilted her head back, her almond eyes wide open, and opened her cherry-like mouth, letting out a seductive cry: "Ahhhhhh...no...no! I...I actually...ahhhhhhhh..."
Besides her flower-like opening and anus, another tentacle mercilessly burrowed into her cherry-like mouth, teasing her tongue within her soft, fragrant lips, thrusting deep into her throat.
Her long, shimmering golden hair cascaded down her sweat-drenched body.
Marlon gently kissed Sakuma Mizue's earlobe and said, "Are you trying to say that you're actually feeling this excited and happy?"
Sakuma Mizue, still a virgin, would of course not say such lewd and shameless words. She just wanted to say that she had actually fallen to such a miserable state, being tortured by Marlon and the tentacle demon, and that her three most sensitive areas—her beautiful red lips, her peach blossom garden, and her anus—were being violated simultaneously.
Ma Long began to remove his clothes and shoes, revealing his hairy body, and deliberately teased, "You little brat, you even dare to train an adult like Li Meisi! So lecherous at such a young age. I bet you're always fooling around in bed with that Wan Nianqing, playing all sorts of perverted sexual games. You're so lewd and disgusting, heh!"
Unable to move, Sakuma Mizue, entangled by the tentacle worms, managed to spit out the tentacles amidst gasps and moans, angrily protesting, "We...we didn't do that! I...I just like him as my brother...ah..."
Before she could finish, the tentacles sealed her cherry-like lips again, preventing her from speaking. Sakuma
Mizue sadly pondered why she had only realized her feelings at this point. She had long considered Wan Nianqing as family and a brother, not a lowly slave. Although she often teased him, it was too late for regrets now.
Malone sighed for the poor evergreen, this pitiful demon who secretly loved humans, only to be seen as an older brother by this brat in the end.
After stripping naked, Malone, in his werewolf form, flaunted his enormous erection, saying, "If you please me after I enter, I'll release the evergreen back to you. Endure the pain of losing your virginity and try your best to please me!"
Sakuma Mizue stared at Malone's massive penis, her beautiful blue-white eyes unblinking, her body trembling and legs weak. She pitifully thought, "How can something so big fit? Won't it hurt like hell?"
Malone cruelly lifted Sakuma Mizue's cheek, looking at her fearful and hesitant expression, and said, "Now is not the time to be afraid! Wan Nianqing's fate depends on your performance, little brat, do your best!"
Malone climbed onto the bed, pulled the tentacle inserted into Sakuma Mizue's flower cave, pushed it aside, and then grasped her slender legs, spreading them apart to reveal her already wet peach blossom spring.
Her flower lips parted slightly, revealing the tender pink flesh inside.
Sakuma Mizue's heart raced, her heart filled with fear and panic. As a virgin, of course she was afraid. Her pride was gone, and she only wanted to hide in her mother's arms, but Wan Nianqing's life or death depended entirely on her efforts, so she had to suppress her fear.
After aiming, Malone tried to insert his erect penis into Sakuma Mizue's flower cave, but he couldn't insert it after two attempts. Sakuma Mizue's flower cave was simply too tight and narrow.
Sakuma Mizue cried out beneath him, "No! It hurts!"
Sweating profusely, Malone snapped, "Shut up! Try to relax! Don't be nervous. Even babies can be born now. This thing of mine, no matter how big, is smaller than a baby's. Do you want me to angrily order my men to chop the Evergreen into mincemeat?"
Threatened by Malone, Sakuma Mizue could only suppress her fear and panic. She took several deep breaths and tried her best to relax, making it easier for Malone to rape her! At the same time, the tentacle worms, like tortoise shells, wrapped their tentacles around her exquisitely beautiful body again and again.
In reality, Sakuma Mizue was still just a spoiled young girl. Faced with this tragic situation, forced to play a threesome with the werewolf and the tentacle worms, she could only silently weep, enduring the endless pain in her heart.
On the third attempt, Malone finally succeeded!
Sakuma Mizue's eyebrows furrowed in pain, her face turned pale, and her breathing became rapid.
After passing the thickest, umbrella-shaped tip, Malone smoothly entered this heavily guarded yet secret garden slick with lustful secrets.
As for Sakuma Mizue, she felt as if she were being torn in two, suffering beneath the werewolf, entangled by tentacles, tears streaming down her face.
Malone continued thrusting with undiminished force, finally penetrating Sakuma Mizue's virginity.
"Ahhhhhh!"
The beautiful girl's heart-wrenching, painful cry echoed through the hotel room.
In unbearable agony, Sakuma Mizue thought, if her sacrifice could secure Evergreen's release, it would be better than being raped for nothing; after all, resistance was futile!
Having fully entered her, Malone gently stroked Sakuma Mizue's sweat-drenched face, saying, "Good girl, you did very well, saving me a lot of trouble. Actually, there's something I lied to you about."
Sakuma Mizue, angered, thought, "Was releasing Evergreen a lie all along?"
Ma Long shook his head with deep regret, saying, "Before I knocked you unconscious, you should remember that Wan Nianqing was seriously injured. Actually, while you were unconscious, he was bitten to death on the spot by my companions. What a pity! Alas! What a pity, what a waste of a promising young man."
Sakuma Mizue was shocked as if struck by lightning. Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, she cried out excitedly beneath Ma Long, "You lied to me! Wan Nianqing... he won't die... ahhh!"
Ma Long chuckled smugly, saying, "When I lied before, you took it as the truth. Now that I'm telling the truth, you say I'm deceiving you. It's so hard to be a good person!"
Tears streaming down her face, Sakuma Mizue was heartbroken and distressed. She raised her upper body, wanting to slap Ma Long. However, she forgot that her arms were tied behind her back, that Ma Long's erect penis was inside her, and that she was tightly bound by the tentacle demon worms.
The sharp pain from her flower-like opening contorted Sakuma Mizue's pretty face, leaving her
frozen in place, unable to move. Malone's hands slipped under Sakuma Mizue's buttocks, each palm cradling one of her white, peach-like buttocks, and then he thrust backward with his hips and legs, beginning a pumping motion.
Zhao Fengyi was already considered petite, but Sakuma Mizue's semi-mature body was even shorter and more slender. Consequently, her vagina was much narrower and tighter, and the pleasure from the internal friction and movement of the vaginal walls was far more intense than with others, making Ma Long so comfortable that he even hummed a song.
However, Ma Long's pleasure was built on Sakuma Mizue's pain.
Her narrow, tight garden, having just had her hymen broken and been forcibly entered by Ma Long, was already struggling to accommodate his erect penis in its werewolf form. Ma Long's continued movements were causing Sakuma Mizue unbearable pain.
For a moment, Sakuma Mizue cried out and writhed beneath Ma Long, tears streaming down her beautiful eyes.
"Ahhhhhh...it hurts... no ... stop ...
ahh ... Sweating profusely, Ma Long thrust powerfully, savoring the exquisite sensation within the incredibly tight and overflowing vagina. He deliberately provoked Sakuma Mizue, saying, "I told you the evergreen was already bitten to death. You're so cute! Calling for your mother at a time like this? You really are a child. But even if your mother were here, she couldn't save you. Or rather, if your mother were here, I could only kill you both at once, raping you both one after the other." Ma Long laughed loudly, "Hahahaha! Ennozuno Shrine, damn it!" "Ugh...ugh...ugh..." Even though Sakuma Mizue wanted to hate Ma Long, she couldn't concentrate. She felt as if her vagina was being torn apart with pain. Every thrust from Ma Long felt like a burning hot penis being pounded on a wound, causing her excruciating pain. Although the tentacle-like demonic insects still coiled around her upper body, constricting and twisting her breasts, and the high-speed friction inside her anus gave her considerable pleasure, it was nothing compared to the intense pain of losing her virginity; it had almost no effect. Malone admired the expression on Sakuma Mizue's delicate and lovely face, a mixture of nine parts pain and one part pleasure, carefully listening to her agonizing moans, like a nightingale's cry. Malone thoroughly enjoyed his final, rapid thrusts. With wave after wave of contractions and pulsations within her, Malone could no longer restrain himself. A surge of pleasure coursed through his body, and he forcefully ejaculated all of his hot milk, not only filling her anus completely but also spraying out from their point of contact. Only then did Malone withdraw his erect penis and wipe his sweat. Such a brutal rape meant that Sakuma Mizue naturally did not experience an orgasm, and her vaginal fluids were also depleted. However, due to the inertial contraction, her flower-like opening gushed out its overflowing fluids under pressure. Several jets of hot milk shot out in front of Malone, spraying onto his body, mixed with virgin blood as red as roses. Sakuma Mizue's face was still wet with tears, her expression empty, like a doll. Her fair and slender neck, though not full, her small and perky breasts had a unique charm. Her slender waist was so tight it could be grasped with one hand, her snow-white curves alluring, while her flower-like lips, originally like two tightly closed jade shells, were unable to close for a moment after being ravaged, opening into a circle to reveal the tender pink flesh inside, with thick, milky hot milk rolling around inside. At this moment, Sakuma Mizue was like a living dead, utterly broken in body and mind. Ma Long then took out the severed head of Wan Nianqing from a pre-prepared, freezer-safe container and said, "Look! This is Wan Nianqing, the slave demon who has protected you since childhood and guarded you day and night." Upon seeing Wan Nianqing's head, Sakuma Mizue's grief-stricken and desperate cries echoed throughout the hotel room. She deeply regretted how foolish and pathetic she had been to only now realize how important he was. Ma Long, on the other hand, felt incredibly satisfied. Recalling his time in Xihai City, constantly being hunted by this brat, living in constant fear and sleepless nights, he finally had his revenge, avenging all his previous grievances. Moreover, she had led an attack on the Ma family mansion, harming Zhao Fengyi and his father, Ma Wang. How could Ma Long not thoroughly torment this ruthless little devil to vent his hatred? Meanwhile, in Xihai City, apart from a helicopter pilot, the news of the complete annihilation of Sakuma Mizue's assault team shocked everyone at the shrine. It seemed only the mischievous demon was an exception, remaining calm and unmoved in the face of the crisis. As the current head priest of the main shrine, Yoru Koyo summoned all the head priests and elders of the branch shrines to discuss how to handle the aftermath. The head priests of the branch shrines attending the meeting argued incessantly about whether to fight or make peace, and what countermeasures should be taken.

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