The school beauty was raped and forced to kneel in the center.

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A young man in a light blue casual outfit walked from the street corner, his expression aloof, hands in his pockets, a thick brown paper bag tucked under his arm.
A-Zhang opened the door, glanced at the bag, then gestured with his chin for him to go upstairs. The door was somewhat narrow; Qu Ming slightly lowered his head, stepped sideways into the corridor, and A-Zhang closed the door behind him.
Gambling is illegal in Shura City, but the gambling industry has never been completely eradicated. This gambling den was disguised as an ordinary bar; the downstairs bar had a small dance floor and several private rooms. The bar wasn't open yet; two waiters were wiping the barware against the counter.
Like last time, A-Zhang led Qu Ming upstairs, through the corridor, and pushed open the door at the end.
Inside was the casino hall, with a long table for roulette in the center and several tables for blackjack and dice games, all covered in green velvet. The gambling den wasn't large; the hall could accommodate twenty or thirty people.
Because it was an underground casino, all the windows around the hall were sealed off, and thick curtains hung on the walls to absorb sound. The light source came from several chandeliers on the ceiling, so it was brightly lit regardless of whether it was day or night outside.
Chai Ge sat behind a gambling table, slowly whittling a cigar, then lighting it with a match, taking a few puffs, and only after the red flame lit up did he leisurely look up at Qu Ming.
Chai Ge exhaled a puff of smoke. "Where's the stuff?" Qu Ming placed the brown paper package on the table and pushed it in front of Chai Ge.
Chai Ge opened the package and took out the photo. The photo was taken on the lawn without a flash. The surroundings were a dark night scene, and a naked girl was kneeling in the center. The only light source was the mushroom-shaped lawn lamp under her abdomen.
She spread her legs in humiliation, her vulva exposed to the camera. Her private parts, which were shyly exposed, were clearly visible under the light. Her tender, red vulva was wide open like a flower that had been ravaged, and a stream of cloudy white semen hung from the entrance. The girl turned her face to one side, shamefully displaying her genitals where someone had ejaculated. A hand reached out from behind the photograph, grabbing her round breasts and forcing her to arch her body forward.
Chai Ge, who had been casually flipping through the photos, became interested in this one and looked at them one by one, occasionally laughing out loud.
"No wonder she was in such a hurry to get them back." Chai Ge put a few in his pocket, patted the rest in his hand, and said with a mocking tone,
"Kid, you know what's good for you. Now that you have the photos, you can get lost." Qu Ming's tall figure bent down, as if he had something to say to Chai Ge. Chai Ge, with a cigar in his hand, leaned back in his chair and glanced at him impatiently.
Qu Ming's eyes were calm to the point of being cold. He leaned down, suddenly reached out and put his arm around Chai Ge's neck, dragging him onto the gambling table. Then, with his left hand, he grabbed the sharp blade that Chai Ge had just used to whittle his cigar and stabbed it into his abdomen.
Qu Ming's movements were quick and ruthless, just like on a basketball court, giving his opponent no chance. He was tall and long-armed, his well-developed muscles brimming with explosive power. With a burst of strength, he dragged Chai Ge's burly body onto the table. His left hand snatched the knife and stabbed it into Chai Ge's abdomen, while his right arm gripped Chai Ge's neck, and his right hand covered Chai Ge's mouth.
As a young man, Qu Ming's strength and speed were unmatched by a middle-aged man like Chai Ge. Chai Ge never expected him to attack on his own turf. By the time he realized Qu Ming truly intended to kill him, his abdomen had already been pierced by the sharp blade.
Chai Ge's eyes bulged, like a dying wild boar, struggling desperately at the gambling table. The cigar in his hand fell to the table, and photos flew like snowflakes, splattered with blood. When Qu Ming stabbed him a third time, Chai Ge, choked and unable to breathe, finally broke free from Qu Ming's grasp and howled as he lunged towards the door.
Qu Ming leaped up, executing a dunk over Chai Ge, bending his knee and slamming it hard into the back of Chai Ge's head. Chai Ge collapsed to the ground, the carpet beneath him instantly stained crimson with blood from his abdomen. He reached out, desperately clinging to the door, screaming madly.
Qu Ming jumped down, landing squarely on Chai Ge's back; the force of the impact nearly ripped Chai Ge's intestines out of his abdomen.
Qu Ming's expression was icy. He gripped Chai Ge's chin with his right hand, lifting his head to expose his Adam's apple. With his left hand, he thrust the sharp knife across Chai Ge's exposed throat, severing his trachea.
Chai Ge's screams instantly turned into a spray of bloody foam gushing from his trachea with a hissing sound. Qu Ming pressed the knife against Chai Ge's armpit, calmly severing his tendons and arteries. Chai Ge's body convulsed, his fingers gripping the door stiffly sliding down, his arm dragging on the ground.
Qu Ming felt excruciating pain in his left hand, but he paid no heed, using his knee to brace himself against Chai Ge's spine, his left hand repeatedly stabbing him in the ribs until the body below his knee ceased its struggle.
The screams in the casino subsided. Qu Ming stood up, his light blue casual clothes now stained with blood. He walked to the gambling table, took a cigar, slowly shaved it with the blood-stained knife, then tossed the knife onto the green velvet tabletop, lit it, and took a puff.
Through the pale blue smoke, Chai Ge's body lay stiffly by the door, blood soaking the carpet beneath him.
Qu Ming leaned back in his chair, touched his nose with his index finger, and exhaled a puff of smoke.
A car pulled into the garage, the driver got out, opened the door, and a pair of striking red high heels emerged, followed by Wen Yi's beautiful figure. She had just had a beauty treatment; her glossy black hair was styled in a bun, a pearl necklace adorned her neck, and she wore a fitted red off-the-shoulder dress, looking radiant and extremely alluring.
Wen Yi, carrying a handbag, gracefully walked into the building, the man acting as her bodyguard following behind. Wen Yi had her own place to live, but because she managed the casino, she also had a bedroom upstairs where she usually rested.
She went upstairs and glanced casually into the corridor, only to find the casino door open. A young man was sitting inside.
Wen Yi walked over, her brows furrowing slightly. "It's you," Qu Ming said, sitting sideways on the long roulette table, casually flicking the wheel.
A sense of foreboding rose in Wen Yi's heart. "Where's A-Chai?" The door closed behind her, and the two-meter-tall Ba Shan blocked the doorway with a metal baseball bat, surrounded by a dozen or so young men, each with a tense expression. A bodyguard stepped forward to protect Wen Yi, one hand in his pocket.
A thin boy walked out, adjusted his oversized black-rimmed glasses, and said seriously, "Ask Brother Chai. The police are investigating a murder case from six years ago. He went out to lay low." Wen Yi was taken aback. Chai had left because he committed a murder and had been hiding in the mountains for several years. He had only secretly returned last year to help Wen Yi manage the casino. How could he suddenly leave without a word?
"Who are you?" "Cai Ji, you can call him Brother Ji." Qu Ming threw the ball into the roulette wheel and turned to look at Wen Yi.
Wen Yi became wary, but a charming smile graced her face as she said, "Handsome young man, you're here early today." Qu Ming sat at the gambling table, casually saying, "Boss lady, how about I bet with you?" Wen Yi calmly sat down in a chair, elegantly crossing her legs. "And if I don't bet with you?" Qu Ming shrugged. "Then I win." Wen Yi raised a long, arched eyebrow. "How domineering, handsome young man. Tell me, what do you want to bet?" Qu Ming flicked the roulette wheel, the white ball bouncing rapidly. "I bet you won't leave this room tonight." Wen Yi's gaze swept over the boys with a smile. "Don't forget, this is my casino. My people are everywhere outside. You underage kids..." She winked at Qu Ming and said softly, "You should just go home and nurse." The man behind Wen Yi pulled a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Qu Ming.
Wen Yi's smile grew even more alluring. She pressed her fingertips against the pearl necklace around her neck, letting it roll lightly against her fair skin. "Still playing with the Southern Kingdom's necklace? Are you playing house?" Qu Ming pressed the spinning wheel, and the small white ball bounced once before stopping in the square in front of him. Qu Ming whistled.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Brother Chai's assistant, A Zhang, appeared in the hallway.
Wen Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly she was worried. After all, these young boys were hot-blooded and prone to overreacting. If they really fired, the business here would be over. Ah Zhang's appearance meant that Brother Chai's men were still around; dealing with a dozen or so kids with baseball bats wouldn't be too difficult.
Wen Yi's charming smile gradually froze. Ah Zhang, as if he hadn't seen her, walked past her without stopping, all the way to Qu Ming, nodded to him, and then turned to face his boss.
The casino fell silent. Qu Ming looked at Wen Yi, his expression calm to the point of being cold, like a wolf that had won a chase, admiring the carcass of its prey.
Wen Yi's freshly applied red lips were tightly pressed together, her smile vanishing.
The man behind her hesitated. After a two-minute standoff, he made his choice, releasing his grip on the gun.
The pistol fell to the ground with a muffled thud, and Wen Yi's alluring face instantly lost its color.
Qu Ming turned around and calmly said, "Boss lady, you lost." Wen Yi then noticed the dark bloodstains splattered on half of his body. In that instant, she understood what Cai Ji meant by Chai Ge going out to lay low. She looked at A Zhang in disbelief, but A Zhang raised his face, avoiding her gaze.
Qu Ming jumped off the gambling table and said to A Zhang, "Close the door. No business today. Tell your men to go home and come back to work tomorrow night." A Zhang agreed and left the room. The man who had accompanied Wen Yi also wanted to leave, but Ba Shan blocked him.
Qu Ming walked up to Wen Yi, lowered his head, and his tall figure blocked the light, casting a heavy shadow over the beautiful female owner of the casino.
After a long while, Wen Yi managed a weak smile. "I lost." Qu Ming put his hands in his pockets, his eyes narrowing cruelly.
Wen Yi took a breath. "The casino is yours now. I'm leaving the city immediately and will never come back." Qu Ming stared at Wen Yi, then suddenly pointed to the man beside him. "You, come here." "You're very good with your baseball bat," Qu Ming said, looking up.
He was the one who knocked Qu Ming down that day.
The man spread his hands, saying innocently, "I work for whoever pays me. Of course, that includes you." "Want to join us?" Qu Ming touched his nose, walked up to him, and suddenly stabbed him in the stomach. The man groaned, clutching his abdomen. Qu Ming pulled out the knife, and blood gushed out. The pistol on the ground had already been picked up by Cai Ji. The man knelt on the ground, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
"We don't need any more people," Qu Ming said calmly, throwing the knife to Ba Shan. Ba Shan caught it and stabbed the man in the back without hesitation. He was strong enough to almost stab the entire knife into the man's back. The man slammed his head to the ground, letting out a "heh heh" sound.
A slight commotion arose among the Red Wolf Gang members, several of them turning pale. Before coming, they thought it was just a fight; none of them expected it to result in death.
Ba Shan shoved a knife into the hands of a trembling member, gave him a hard shove, and roared, "Stab!" The member trembled for a long time before finally stabbing the man. The man screamed in agony, his back convulsing. Under Ba Shan's beast-like gaze, another member snatched the knife and plunged it deep into the man's ribs.
Wen Yi's face was deathly pale; her body seemed frozen, listening to the screams behind her, not daring to turn her head.
Including Qu Ming, all sixteen boys had stabbed the man once. The splattering blood fueled their excitement, and several trembling boys miraculously overcame their fear under the stimulation of the blood. A frenzied emotion began to spread within the small group. After the first round of stabbings, everyone rushed forward, attacking their opponents like a pack of mad wolves, each holding a knife and covered in blood.
The man's wails gradually faded, eventually fading into a deathly silence. Large patches of blood stained the carpet, and the air was thick with the stench of blood. The boys panted heavily, their bloodshot eyes fixed on the corpse on the floor, seemingly searching for their next opportunity to go berserk.
"Where's Su Yulin?" Qu Ming asked casually.
Wen Yi's eyes revealed undisguised fear. "She said she was going home for a while..." Qu Ming whistled. "So you're the only one left." "Let me go," Wen Yi said weakly. "I'll leave right away, and you can have everything." Qu Ming smirked. "Beautiful lady, you seem to have forgotten our bet. I bet you won't leave this room tonight. The stakes are this casino—and your people." Wen Yi sat alone in what was once her casino lobby, her hands and feet ice-cold.
"What do you want?" "It's simple. You have two choices. One is to agree and play with my brothers at the gambling table. The other is that if you don't agree, my brothers will play with you and then deal with you the same way they dealt with him." Wen Yi sat there blankly for a long time, which meant she had no choice.
Qu Ming sat in the only chair, issuing orders like a king: "Boss lady, now it's your turn to perform." Wen Yi held onto the edge of the table and crawled onto the gambling table. The gambling table was wide and long, big enough for two people to lie side by side.
The members of the Red Wolf Society surrounded her. Except for Qu Ming, they were all excited and their faces were distorted. The thrill of killing just now was surging in their veins, and they desperately needed to vent.
Cai Ji turned on the stereo, and soft music immediately filled the hall.
The hostess, dressed like a noblewoman, stood on the high table and swayed her body to the music. She wore a bright red off-shoulder dress, the long hem of which trailed on the green velvet tabletop, like a red lotus floating on the water. A slit on one side of her long dress parted her torso, revealing a section of smooth, beautiful leg encased in sheer stockings. Red high heels accentuated the graceful curves of her legs.
Wen Yi was utterly defeated this time. She knew very well that these violent boys, who had dared to kill her bodyguard and A Chai, would kill her without hesitation. Her only hope for survival was to please them and fulfill all their demands.
Suppressing her fear, she raised her hands to the rhythm of the music, her fingertips tracing a path from her ears down her fair neck, her high breasts, her slender waist, her rounded buttocks, and her full thighs, outlining the alluring curves of her body. Then, she gathered her long, loose hair behind her neck, revealing her smooth, fragrant shoulders, and reached behind her back to slowly pull the zipper up to her waist.
Her dress clung tightly to her body; as the zipper opened, a patch of white, bare back was revealed beneath the red dress, extending like washed jade all the way to her rounded buttocks. Her loosened long skirt still clung to her breasts. Wen Yi placed her hands behind her neck, exposing her body, and then twisted her waist. Her two high, firm breasts swayed, and the red skirt fell to her waist like silk slipping from a jade pillar.
Wen Yi wore a thin, almost transparent bra, her naked skin smooth and white, shimmering with a luminous glow under the light. She alluringly thrust out her breasts, the white, fleshy flesh filling the bra, almost leaping out from the thin silk fabric.
Wen Yi winked at Qu Yin, and Ba Shan shouted, "Get down!" Then he plunged the bloodstained knife between her breasts, severing the bra. Two plump, white breasts immediately sprang out, swaying heavily in front of her chest. The surrounding boys stared wide-eyed; half of these freshmen were still virgins, staring at Wen Yi's plump, white breasts, wishing they could bite them.
The cold blade touched her breasts, and a hint of fear appeared in Wen Yi's eyes. Fortunately, Bashan quickly withdrew his knife, only pinching her breast.
Wen Yi straightened up, pulling her long skirt down to her round, pert buttocks. Then, with one hand supporting her face, she tilted her head slightly as if removing makeup, sticking out her buttocks and swaying seductively. Her smooth, white buttocks slid out little by little from the tight waistband of the skirt, radiating a bewitching sheen.
The bright red skirt drooped lower and lower on the voluptuous woman's body. When her entire round buttocks emerged from the skirt, Wen Yi pressed her legs together and spun around to the music, swinging the long skirt. The loosened red skirt lay limply on the table, revealing her smooth, fragrant body in the center.
Wen Yi was almost twice the age of these boys, but her body was exceptionally well-maintained. Her breasts were large, soft, and full, showing no signs of sagging. A small patch of blood stained the inside of her breasts, a stark contrast against her snow-white skin. Her waist was slender, without an ounce of excess fat. A narrow thong was tied around her waist, the black silk stockings digging into her buttocks, which were round and pert, exuding a mature and seductive aura.
Qu Ming's left hand, wrapped in bandages, was oozing blood. He rested his arm on the back of the chair, using one hand to fondle Wen Yi's breasts. Wen Yi knelt beside the table, leaning forward, her two white breasts dangling in the air, constantly being squeezed and deformed. Her nipples were a vibrant red, looking extremely alluring.
Qu Ming pinched her nipple, "It's been rubbed, hasn't it? It's so red." Cai Ji laughed and said, "Maybe it's been rubbed down there too." Qu Ming weighed Wen Yi's breasts in his hand and mocked, "Boss lady, you said my brothers should go home and nurse. Today, since none of them are going home, let's feed them your milk." Wen Yi's charming smile turned bitter, "I understand."

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