[Rebirth and Mystery: Who Am I?] (Chapter 23)

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-23

Twenty-three: A Comeback
In a luxurious hotel suite on Harbour Avenue, Fang Yulong was kissing Zhao Weiyang's body. It was barely dawn
, and Zhao Weiyang, still asleep, let out a blood-pumping moan, lazily writhing her body. Zhao Weiyang
's nightgown was semi-transparent, with two blue ribbons at the collar that crossed at her chest, forming an "X" shape. Her full
breasts pressed against the sheer fabric on either side, appearing extremely sexy against the backdrop of the blue ribbons. Fang Yulong
lay on top of Zhao Weiyang, gently biting her tender white breasts through the sheer fabric.
"Yulong, it's not dawn yet, sleep a little longer," Zhao Weiyang said, grabbing the thin blanket the man had pulled back,
wrapping them both inside. Although she had only been sleeping with Fang Yulong for a little over a week, Zhao Weiyang already knew about
his formidable skills in bed and his vigorous libido, especially in the early morning. Several times she woke up from erotic dreams
to find herself actually having sex.
"We won't see the sunrise then. Besides, we have other things to do before sunrise. Sister Weiyang, you haven't
forgotten what you promised me last night, have you?" Fang Yulong crawled out from under the covers and kissed Zhao Weiyang's soft
red lips again, his hands still caressing the beauty's body. The "things" Fang Yulong referred to were naturally Zhao Weiyang
's promise to perform oral sex on him. Before, except for the first time, Zhao Weiyang had always served
Fang Yulong with Fang Ying or Xia Mo. Last night, she was alone, and Fang Yulong deliberately displayed his powerful sexual abilities, which Zhao Weiyang found
somewhat overwhelming. She had to supplement her energy through masturbation. Fang Yulong wanted Zhao Weiyang to perform oral sex on him, and Zhao Weiyang tried
a few times, saying she was too full from dinner and felt uncomfortable, and would do it again in the morning.
"What did I promise you?" Zhao Weiyang thought about giving Fang Yulong oral sex last night. After only a
few strokes, her throat felt uncomfortable, and she felt like vomiting. She started acting like a liar again.
"Sister Weiyang, you can't be a liar today." Fang Yulong yanked off the thin blanket, looking at
Zhao Weiyang, who was half-pressed beneath him. The beautiful woman wore a transparent nightgown with light pink sheer panties underneath
, tightly covering her protruding vulva. Looking at Zhao Weiyang's alluring body, Fang Yulong's desire
surged. He sat on top of her, his large penis pressing against her red lips,
rubbing his buttocks against her full breasts.
"You brat, you're crushing me! Get off me first. I keep my word, I won't renege on your promise." Zhao Weiyang
rolled over, straddling Fang Yulong, presenting her round buttocks to his face. Seeing the pink panties under the transparent nightgown, Fang Yulong couldn't resist reaching out and 　　tearing them off
amidst Zhao Weiyang's screams . Zhao Weiyang wasn't surprised; she glanced back at Fang Yulong, then lowered her head and took the man's large glans into her mouth 　　. 　　With Fang Ying as her teacher, Zhao Weiyang had learned a lot about oral sex theory and had practiced it a couple of times, though 　　not very successfully, her technique had improved considerably. Zhao Weiyang 　　used one hand to slowly and quickly slide Fang Yulong's thick penis, while her small mouth held the large glans, licking and 　　sucking the glans and urethral opening with her tongue. Although Zhao Weiyang couldn't do deep throat yet, she 　　could still suck on the large glans. 　　"Ah... Sister Weiyang, your mouth is so hot, it feels so good to lick me, ah, Sister Weiyang, harder... 　　yes... just like that, it feels so good." Although Zhao Weiyang's oral skills were still far inferior to the other women around Fang Yulong 　　, she had made great progress, and Fang Yulong kept encouraging her. After hearing Fang Yulong's encouragement, Zhao Weiyang 　　turned around and gave him an alluring smile, then grasped the man's hot, thick penis, and while 　　smoothing her disheveled hair with her fingers, she lowered her head again to lick it. This time, she started by licking Fang Yulong's glans, then 　　inch by inch sucked and licked down to the base of the man's penis, and finally she opened her small mouth and took the man's hot glans 　　into her mouth, beginning to suck rhythmically, making Fang Yulong so happy that he wanted to stuff his big penis into the woman's 　　small mouth, so that the sensitive glans could penetrate deeper into the woman's throat. 　　The intense stimulation gave Fang Yulong immense pleasure. He turned on the lamp, grabbed the woman's buttocks, and pulled them 　　to his face, carefully admiring her alluring and delicate vulva. Zhao Weiyang knelt on top of Fang Yulong 　　, her parted thighs revealing an enticingly tender vulva. Excited, her vulva 　　was as delicate as a red petal glistening with morning dew. Fang Yulong, his blood boiling, couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and licking 　　that slender, red, and alluring vulva. 　　"Mmm...uh..." Zhao Weiyang, with the man's large glans in her mouth, could only let out muffled, excited moans under Fang Yulong's licking 　　. Fang Yulong was far more experienced than Zhao Weiyang. While licking her vulva 　　, he also used his fingers to caress her vulva, clitoris, and other sensitive areas around it. In no 　　time, a gush of warm, lustful fluid gushed from deep within Zhao Weiyang's vagina, making Fang Yulong smack his lips. 　　"Ah... Yulong... good brother, sister is so itchy... so comfortable... lick me again..." Zhao Weiyang twisted 　　her hips, responding to the man's tongue, her hands also gripping his large penis and stroking it incessantly. Having only been a virgin for 　　a few days, Zhao Weiyang became like a horny woman who had been starved for years, her tight vagina constantly releasing hot, lustful fluid. Fang 　　Yulong pressed his entire face against Zhao Weiyang's tender little vulva, his lips engulfing the woman's delicate labia and 　　sucking wildly, occasionally inserting his tongue into the woman's vagina, licking and teasing, the lustful fluid constantly 　　flowing from the tender little vulva, not only lubricating the woman's vagina but also moistening the man's throat. 　　Zhao Weiyang lay on top of Fang Yulong, still sucking on the man's glans, but her movements were no longer as 　　agile as before. Fang Yulong carried Zhao Weiyang to the side, got off the bed naked, and 　　picked her up before she could speak. Zhao Weiyang hooked one arm around Fang Yulong's neck and grabbed his erect penis with the other, 　　whispering, "You brat, can't you do this in bed?" 　　"Sister Weiyang, we want to see the sunrise; we can't see it from bed." Their deluxe suite was on 　　a corner of the building, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window 　　on the east side of the living room. The hotel was several kilometers from the sea, but because there weren't many tall buildings in between, the ocean was always visible from the living room window. 　　"It's still a bit chilly this morning," Zhao Weiyang said, pulling back the curtains at the window. The distant sky was a hazy gray.

A cool mist still hung in the air, making one feel a chill just looking at it.
"Are you still cold?" Fang Yulong hugged Zhao Weiyang from behind,
rubbing his strong, warm chest against the beauty's back, his large hands sliding over her body, finally grasping her full, alluring
breasts.
"Didn't you say you wanted to watch the sunrise? I knew you weren't up to anything, you big lecher!" Zhao Weiyang leaned against Fang Yulong
's chest, one hand bracing against the cool glass, the other stroking the man's strong, powerful thigh. Fang Yulong vigorously
rubbed Zhao Weiyang's breasts, then lifted the hem of her transparent nightgown, pressing his hips completely against her
full buttocks.
"So, does Sister Weiyang want to do something naughty?" Fang Yulong embraced the beauty's smooth body, his thick, long penis rubbing
between her thighs, the glans and shaft constantly scraping against her vulva.
"I don't want to." Zhao Weiyang leaned against Fang Yulong, wriggling her hips. Her hand, which had been touching the man's thigh,
moved to her own crotch, caressing the large glans that occasionally emerged from between her legs. The woman's body
was naturally smooth, and the thin nightgown she wore made her movements even more slippery and stimulating. Fang Yulong breathed heavily, thrusting in and out of the woman's thighs like during intercourse, while Zhao Weiyang's hand rubbed against 　　the man's sensitive glans
like a woman's womb . 　　"Sister Weiyang, this feels so good." Fang Yulong embraced Zhao Weiyang's body, one hand sliding down to the beauty's crotch 　　. As Zhao Weiyang rubbed his glans with her palm, he gently massaged her clitoris with his fingers. After a few moments, 　　Zhao Weiyang moaned again, her crotch dripping with lustful fluid, wetting the man's fingers and penis. 　　The sky outside the window brightened, and looking out, the eastern horizon began to glow with a faint orange-yellow hue. As 　　time passed, the orange-yellow color spread and intensified, until the horizon where the water met the sky turned purple. 　　The desires of the man and woman in the living room, like the clouds in the sky, grew intense. 　　"Smack!" Fang Yulong lightly slapped Zhao Weiyang's buttocks. Zhao Weiyang understood Fang Yulong's 　　meaning, immediately spreading her legs and raising her full, round, snow-white buttocks. He used his fingers to separate her delicate little 　　vulva, letting out a wanton cry: "Come on... you brat, use your big cock to penetrate my little 　　cunt." 　　Zhao Weiyang leaned against the glass window with one hand, her transparent nightgown concealing her round buttocks. Fang Yulong lifted 　　the nightgown again, his hands supporting the beauty's buttocks, his erect penis rubbing back and forth between her thighs, 　　the large glans constantly scraping against her overflowing vulva. Amid Zhao Weiyang's moans, the man's large glans parted 　　her delicate labia and slowly pressed against her soft, moist vagina. 　　"Oh, Weiyang, so beautiful." Fang Yulong held the woman's hips, savoring 　　the wonderful sensation of his large penis entering her vagina. 　　"Plop! Plop!" As the man thrust his hips, his thick penis repeatedly slid into the woman's smooth 　　, tight vagina, making wet, erotic sounds. Fang Yulong continued to thrust forward, while Zhao Weiyang raised her buttocks 　　to meet his thrusts, and the man's thick penis quickly struck the woman's sensitive clitoris. Fang Yulong felt his penis 　　enveloped by a warm, delicate membrane; the tight, smooth feeling was incredibly comfortable, an indescribable 　　beauty. 　　"Slap! Slap!" The man's hips repeatedly slammed against the woman's full, white buttocks, making crisp sounds. 　　Both of them twisted their bodies, maximizing the pleasure from their thrusting. "Ah... Yulong... 　　good husband... I'm going to be killed by you..." Zhao Weiyang said, desperately sticking out her buttocks, using her soft flesh 　　to meet the man's powerful thrusts. Fang Yulong also firmly grasped Zhao Weiyang's buttocks with both hands, vigorously 　　rubbing her flesh, and thrusting even harder into the woman's tender little pussy. The man's thick penis kept 　　going in and out of the woman's little pussy, each insertion so deep that the sound of their genitals colliding 　　echoed in the living room, coupled with the wet sounds of Zhao Weiyang's vagina, the entire living room was filled with boundless spring. 　　Outside the window, it was already bright, and on the distant sea, the fiery red sun peeked out, 　　rising little by little from the sea, and finally leaping out of the water. In an instant, the sunlight became bright and dazzling, so bright that people couldn't open 　　their eyes. The strong sunlight shone into the living room through the French windows, and the entire living room was illuminated by the sunlight, as if 　　it were covered with a layer of bright gold. The man and woman, already burning with desire while having sex by the window, felt 　　their bodies about to boil under the sunlight. 　　"Ah!" Fang Yulong roared, pressing Zhao Weiyang against the glass. They both felt hot, 　　though the actual temperature wasn't high. Zhao Weiyang's hot body pressed against the cool glass, causing her to scream repeatedly. 　　"Sister Weiyang, is it good?" Fang Yulong thrust violently against the glass, making Zhao Weiyang 　　moan incessantly, her vulva gushing with fluids . 　　"You brat, you're going to kill me!" The temperature difference and intense stimulation made Zhao Weiyang 　　tremble uncontrollably, her vulva overflowing with fluids. Fang Yulong withdrew his large penis, and the slippery fluids 　　slid out like threads from between Zhao Weiyang's labia. 　　"Sister Weiyang, let's try a new move." Fang Yulong picked up Zhao Weiyang, took a few steps back, and walked 　　to the golden sofa, letting Zhao Weiyang's legs rest on the low armrests on either side. Normally, when Zhao Weiyang practiced 　　the splits, she would only put her legs flat, but with her legs spread wide and resting on the armrests, and her buttocks 　　on the sofa, her legs were more than 180 degrees open. 　　"Ah...you brat, my legs are killing me..." Zhao Weiyang gripped the back of the sofa, trying to lift 　　her body higher. In the golden sunlight, Zhao Weiyang's legs trembled slightly from the effort, and her full 　　buttocks quivered. Because her legs were fully open, even her narrow, delicate labia were noticeably protruding downwards, 　　twitching with her thighs. 　　Looking at Zhao Weiyang's slightly trembling body, Fang Yulong knelt on the sofa, his strong body pressing down on it 　　, so that his penis was pressed directly against Zhao Weiyang's labia. Fang Yulong thrust his hips forward, and his thick penis once again penetrated 　　Zhao Weiyang's vagina. The pleasurable feeling of being tightly enveloped by a woman's vagina instantly swept through his body, causing the man 　　to let out a hissing breath.

"Ah...so good...Yulong, I love you so much...good little brother, you've got me all tingly again...
right there...faster...ah..." Zhao Weiyang lay on her side against the back of the sofa, her legs spread wide
and her buttocks, which were manipulating the man's penis, supporting most of her weight. Sunlight shone on Zhao Weiyang's face,
and her dark hair clung to her sweat-dampened forehead. Looking at Zhao Weiyang's alluring face, Fang Yulong
thrust his hips forward while gently biting her ear, expressing his affection for her.
The golden sofa was soft yet sturdy, and Fang Yulong's hips moved on it. With the sofa's elasticity,
the movements of their intercourse were extremely exaggerated, and even though the sofa was sturdy enough, it still made a "creaking" sound.
Her spread legs allowed Zhao Weiyang's vulva to be completely pressed against Fang Yulong's hips, and with each thrust, the man's thick
penis slammed hard against the woman's clitoris. Inside her tight vagina, the soft vaginal flesh, like contracting elastic bands,
tightly gripped the man's penis, the soft yet strong folds of flesh biting his thick
shaft in circles.
Fang Yulong's thrusts grew more ferocious; the sounds of intercourse, the creaking of the sofa, and the colliding of flesh intertwined,
echoing in the golden living room along with Zhao Weiyang's wanton moans. Zhao Weiyang's wanton cries stimulated Fang
Yulong to unleash his most primal wildness, disregarding whether Zhao Weiyang's delicate little hole could withstand his violent
force, frantically thrusting in and out of the woman's tight little cunt. Zhao Weiyang was pressed against the back of the sofa, her sweat-
drenched body rubbing against the leather, becoming incredibly hot, her whole body feeling like it was on fire.
She thrust her hips forcefully, wanting to release the burning desire deep within her heart through the man's powerful thrusts.
A gush of scalding hot, lustful fluid gushed from the depths of Zhao Weiyang's vagina, hitting Fang Yulong's glans and
sending shivers down his spine—an indescribable pleasure. Using the sofa's elasticity, Fang Yulong increased
the speed of his thrusts, his glans pounding against Zhao Weiyang's clitoris like raindrops, causing her body to tremble violently, her uterus
contracting and sucking at his penis. In that instant, Fang Yulong felt his large penis
tightly encircled by the hot, tender walls of her vagina, as if several small mouths were sucking on his glans, giving him a feeling
of complete bliss.
"Ah… Yulong, I can't take it… it's coming again… ah…" Zhao Weiyang gripped the sofa
back tightly, her body trembling violently, a large gush of lustful fluid gushing from her clitoris. Even Fang Yulong's large penis couldn't withstand
it, overflowing from the point where their genitals met, dripping onto the sofa beneath them. Fang Yulong
thrust a few times, then pulled out his large penis. Zhao Weiyang's legs were still pressed against the sofa armrests, her fair and tender
hips completely pressed against the sofa. Gushing amounts of vaginal fluid were flowing from her parted vulva, as if she were sitting in her own
urine.
Before Zhao Weiyang's orgasm subsided, Fang Yulong turned her over and thrust his large penis into
her slippery vagina again. Zhao Weiyang's vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, and with a "plop" sound, the man's thick
glans forced open the woman's narrow and delicate labia, pushed open the layers of vaginal flesh, and reached
deep into the woman's vagina. Fang Yulong could even clearly feel the tender flesh of Zhao Weiyang's lower body contracting and squeezing his penis,
enticing him to thrust his hips forcefully, driving his thick penis all the way in, so that the woman's vagina would completely engulf his penis
. Excitement and friction caused Zhao Weiyang's labia to become vibrant and full, like pink fungus soaked in water, tightly gripping
the man's penis. Zhao Weiyang's legs were wrapped around Fang Yulong's waist, her entire body curled up on the sofa. The man's powerful
thrusts caused her alluring body to sway violently on the sofa, emitting screams.
Bathed in the morning sun, the extremely excited Zhao Weiyang cried out, "You brat, you big lecher!" Her transparent nightgown
was soaked with sweat and clung to her body, her breasts full and incredibly beautiful. The sofa was also slippery,
stained with either their sweat or the woman's vaginal fluids. Fang Yulong held Zhao Weiyang's thigh with one hand and
grasped her full breasts with the other, his hips still thrusting violently. Seeing Zhao Weiyang's alluring red lips, Fang Yulong suddenly
yelled, pulled out his glistening, thick penis, and before Zhao Weiyang could understand what was happening,
thrust his trembling member between her tempting lips.
"Mmm...mmm..." Zhao Weiyang's mouth was filled with the man's large glans, and she let out a hoarse moan,
a strong masculine scent assaulting her senses. Fang Yulong, like a madman, thrust violently into Zhao Weiyang's cherry-like mouth
a few times, then felt his penis throb, and his semen gushed out, all of it shooting into Zhao Weiyang's throat.
Forced penetration made Zhao Weiyang feel a burning sensation in her throat, making it hard to breathe, and she pushed the man's thighs away with all her might. Fang Yulong's penis was pulled out, 　　dangling
before her eyes, still wet with Zhao Weiyang's saliva . 　　"Cough...cough...you brat, are you trying to suffocate your sister?" 　　Before Zhao Weiyang could react, she swallowed the semen after Fang Yulong ejaculated into her mouth and pressed against her large glans. Although Zhao Weiyang had performed 　　oral sex on Fang Yulong several times, she had only sucked on the glans; she had never been forced to have oral sex. She 　　found male semen fishy and dirty and didn't want Fang Yulong to ejaculate in her mouth. Now, being forced to have oral sex by Fang Yulong 　　, she felt a mixture of disgust and anger. Seeing Fang Yulong's large penis swaying in front of her, 　　she couldn't help but slap it. 　　Fang Yulong's penis was still hard, and Zhao Weiyang's slapping it hurt a little, but it also aroused her. 　　Fang Yulong grabbed Zhao Weiyang's hand and held his penis, indicating that she should stroke it again. Zhao Weiyang glared at 　　Fang Yulong and slapped his penis forcefully a few times. She thought Fang Yulong wouldn't ejaculate again since he had just ejaculated in her mouth, 　　so she vigorously stroked his penis as punishment. Unexpectedly, after only a few strokes, Fang Yulong 　　's penis throbbed again, ejaculating another spurt of semen. Zhao Weiyang couldn't dodge in time and was sprayed 　　all over her face with hot, sticky semen, feeling like countless tiny needles pricking her skin. 　　"Ah!" Zhao Weiyang screamed, shoving Fang Yulong away and running barefoot towards the bathroom. Seeing 　　Zhao Weiyang's disheveled appearance, Fang Yulong smiled smugly and followed her into the bathroom. 　　Inside, Zhao Weiyang was washing her face and rinsing her mouth, constantly cursing Fang Yulong as a pervert when he entered. Fang Yulong let go...

Hot water, and carrying Zhao Weiyang inside for a bath, the two inevitably wrestled and playfully teased each other again.
Back in the bedroom, Fang Yulong pulled back most of the curtains, startling Zhao Weiyang, who screamed again, "You brat, you're going to
die! What if someone sees us?" In the living room, she had only opened the east-facing curtains; there weren't many
tall buildings outside, and it was early, so Zhao Weiyang wasn't worried about being seen. The bedroom window faced south. Although the
tall buildings like the hotel were far away, many lower-rise buildings could still see into the bedroom. She and Fang
Yulong weren't dressed yet; it wouldn't be good if someone saw them.
"What are you afraid of? You're my girlfriend now. Isn't it normal for us to go to a hotel and make love?" Fang
Yulong pulled back most of the curtains, leaving only a small gap, and returned to the bed,
rolling around on the bed with Zhao Weiyang's naked body in his arms. He opened his mouth wide and pressed it against Zhao Weiyang's glistening labia after her bath. Zhao Weiyang crossed
her legs and pressed them against Fang Yulong's back, pushing his head and saying, "Yulong, stop playing around. Didn't you
say you'd never been to Mingzhou before? Let's have a good time in Mingzhou today, and then go back to Haicheng tomorrow."
"Okay, Sister Weiyang, you've been to Mingzhou before, so you can be our guide. Where do you suggest we go?"
"Since we're in Mingzhou, we should go to Yunhu Lake. We'll go to Yunhu Lake in the morning and go rafting in the afternoon, what do you think?"
"Isn't it a bit early for rafting this time of year? It's not very hot yet."
"What does it matter? We'll go in the afternoon, it won't be cold. There aren't any rafting places in Haicheng or Jiangdong. We
rarely come here, so of course we have to try it."
"Alright, I'll follow Sister Weiyang's arrangements." After saying that, Fang Yulong lowered his head and buried it between Zhao Weiyang's legs,
sucking wildly on the beauty's vulva. Zhao Weiyang giggled and pushed the man's head, saying, "Yulong,
Yunhu is quite far from the hotel. We still need to have breakfast. We should get ready to leave now." While
Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang were playfully teasing each other in the bedroom, downstairs in a regular guest room, a voluptuous woman
dressed in a black bodysuit sat on the edge of the bed, eavesdropping on their conversation through earphones. Upon hearing that they were going to Yunhu and
rafting, the woman put down her earphones. She walked to the window, pulled back a corner of the curtains, and bright
light shone on her beautiful face. The woman in black was none other than the fake policewoman who had used the alias Jiang Xueqing
. Yunhu was a tourist hotspot in Mingzhou, and with the May Day holiday, it was crowded with tourists, not
a good place for an assassination. The rafting area was in the mountains, and there wouldn't be many people rafting at this time of year, making it a perfect location for the operation.
The woman in black closed the curtains, took an exquisite mask, and went into the bathroom.
The distance from Yunhu Lake to the rafting canyon is about 60-70 kilometers. Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang rented a car and drove for
over an hour, arriving at the rafting site a little after 1 p.m., right when the temperature was at its highest. Although it
was May Day, there weren't many people rafting. Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang rode
down the river in their yellow and red rubber raft. The surrounding mountains of the rafting canyon were rolling and filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. The stream meandered, sometimes splashing water, sometimes
rippling gently. They could enjoy the beautiful scenery while experiencing the thrill of the surging waves. The entire rafting section was three kilometers long and
took about two hours to complete. The overall drop was about 100 meters, with several sections having drops of
four or five meters, where the rafts plunged almost vertically, making it quite thrilling and exciting. Whenever they reached these sections, Zhao Weiyang would
scream loudly.
The rafts are usually two-seater rafts, with tourists using wooden paddles to paddle or row. After a
steep drop of four or five meters, a small yellow-green raft rushed up from behind, carrying only one
tourist. Fang Yulong was sitting facing forward and couldn't see the raft behind them, but Zhao Weiyang was greatly surprised because
the rafts following them had all carried two people. How could there suddenly be only one person? Had
the other person fallen into the water when they went down the steep drop?
"Yulong, look! There's only one person in the raft behind us. Did her companion fall into the water?"
Fang Yulong turned around to look at the raft behind them and indeed saw only a female tourist sitting there. At this
moment, the female tourist was doing something strange—taking off her brightly colored life jacket.
"Hey, what are you doing? That's dangerous!" Fang Yulong shouted at the woman in black, then suddenly became shocked
and hurled his wooden paddle at her. After removing her life jacket, the woman in black pulled out a
silenced pistol and fired at Fang Yulong. Caught off guard by Fang Yulong's throwing of a
wooden oar, she was struck squarely in the chest. However, with the two boats about ten meters apart, and Fang Yulong, sitting sideways in his boat and able to muster all
his strength, managed to deflect the oar without knocking the woman down, only swaying her body. This, however,
saved his life. The woman's body swayed, and the bullet she fired flew into the air. The fallen oar landed in
a pile of rocks in the stream, wedging the woman's boat.
The small boat was now adrift in a relatively calm section of the stream; if the woman in black were to fire again
, it would be difficult to dodge her bullets at such close range. Zhao Weiyang, also surprised that the woman in black was carrying a gun, tensed up at the sight. Although bold, she was still a woman 　　and didn't know what to do
in such a dangerous situation . 　　"Weiyang, quickly rock the boat, make it sway as much as possible, and accelerate your descent." Fang Yulong saw that 　　there was another rapid below the ravine, with huge rocks on the side, and immediately had an idea. The woman in black saw Fang Yulong's 　　small boat rocking wildly in the water, and the two of them had taken off their life jackets and were piled up behind, making it impossible to see their figures. Her own boat 　　was also stuck with a wooden oar, so she had to get into the water and pull out the oar. In that short time, Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang's small boat 　　drifted more than ten meters downstream. Seeing this, the woman in black immediately paddled the boat downhill. 　　"Weiyang, jump into the water as soon as you reach the rapids below and hide behind the dinghy." 　　"And you?" 　　"I'll jump at the rapids; it's a blind spot there, and that woman definitely won't guess I'll be hiding 　　in the water." 　　"Yulong, that's too dangerous. That woman has a gun." 　　"It's alright. The current is strong there; even if she knows I'm there, she can't aim at me." As they spoke, 　　the dinghy reached the rapids and accelerated vertically. Fang Yulong jumped off the dinghy and hid in the spray of water 　　. Once the dinghy reached a relatively calmer area, Zhao Weiyang immediately jumped into the water and used the dinghy as cover.

He caught her.
The woman in black, sitting in the dinghy, saw the empty dinghy below when they reached the rapids and knew something was wrong.
By then, the dinghy had already rushed down the rapids, and she couldn't go back. Gripping her pistol, she kept a close watch on the dinghy's surroundings. Under
the cover of the sound of the rushing water, Fang Yulong leaped out from behind the curtain of water and pounced on the woman in black's back.
The woman in black felt something coming from behind and knew she had been ambushed. She immediately turned her gun around, but Fang
Yulong grabbed her wrist, and the bullet he fired flew into the air again. The momentum of the fall was great, and Fang Yulong, with
the woman in black still on his back, tumbled from the dinghy into the water, crashing heavily onto the rocks in the stream. With Fang Yulong's body
as a cushion, the woman in black was not seriously injured, but her right wrist was hurt from Fang Yulong's grip, and her pistol fell into the stream,
disappearing without a trace.
The two fell onto the shallow sandbar by the stream, where the water was only a few dozen centimeters deep. Taking advantage of
the force of the impact,
the woman in black broke free from Fang Yulong's grasp and unleashed a barrage of punches. Fang Yulong, dazed and confused, was then pinned underwater by the woman in black and took two more blows. During the struggle, Fang Yulong showed no
mercy, kicking the woman in black in the stomach, sending her tumbling into
the water below.
The woman in black, wearing a tight-fitting waterproof suit, was extremely agile in the water,
while Fang Yulong, in ordinary clothes, faced significant resistance and couldn't catch up. Having witnessed the struggle, the woman in black knew Fang Yulong was
dangerous and dared not approach him directly, instead diving towards Zhao Weiyang's inflatable boat. Zhao
Weiyang, hiding in the stream, saw a dark figure swimming towards her and knew it was the woman in black, feeling immense excitement. Previously, her boxing
and kicking practice was just for fun, but now she was facing this woman in black in a real fight. Subduing this female assassin would be a
great achievement. While Zhao Weiyang was focused on subduing the woman in black, the woman in black was planning
to take Zhao Weiyang hostage to threaten Fang Yulong; otherwise, she knew she wouldn't be a match for him.
Zhao Weiyang might have some skill in the training ground, but in the complex terrain of the stream, she was no
match for the woman in black. The woman in black appeared slender, but she was stronger than Zhao Weiyang, and wearing a tight-fitting outfit, she was even more agile
. Before Fang Yulong arrived, the woman in black had already subdued Zhao Weiyang, pulling a dagger from her calf
and holding it to Zhao Weiyang's neck, forcing Fang Yulong to retreat.
"Who are you?" Fang Yulong stood in the shallows, the woman in black holding Zhao Weiyang, about
seven or eight meters away.
"Young Master Fang, you seem to have a short memory. Just a year ago you were professing your love for me and wanting to marry me,
and now you're sleeping with another woman." The moment the woman in black spoke, Fang Yulong recognized her, though
he only knew her by the alias "Jiang Xueqing." Zhao Weiyang was utterly astonished to hear the woman in black speak;
this woman was actually an old acquaintance of Fang Yulong.
Knowing her identity, Fang Yulong understood she was after him and breathed a sigh of relief. She had
only taken Zhao Weiyang hostage to find a chance to escape. "Xueqing, don't do anything rash. Release her first, and I'll be your hostage."
The woman in black chuckled. "Fang, if you're willing to kill yourself by crashing into a rock, I'll release this woman."
Then she said to Zhao Weiyang, "That guy probably told you he's very beautiful and loves you to trick you into bed.
Do you think he'd be willing to sacrifice his precious, selfish life for you?"
Fang Yulong looked at the gleaming dagger against Zhao Weiyang's neck, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. If it were
Zhuang Ruoying being held like this by the female assassin, he wouldn't be worried at all. Zhuang Ruoying was truly skilled and
had extensive combat experience, knowing how to handle such unexpected situations. Zhao Weiyang, however, was only rudimentary. She
might be able to deal with ordinary thugs, but not with a professionally trained female assassin like this. He feared that Zhao Weiyang, driven by competitiveness,
might try to ambush the female assassin, and that she might get hurt.
"Weiyang, don't be afraid. She's after me, she won't hurt you. Just listen to her and don't move."
Zhao Weiyang blinked, indicating she understood. Seeing tourists approaching in a raft, the woman in black pulled Zhao Weiyang
up the mountain. Fang Yulong knew their target wasn't Zhao Weiyang, and chasing after them would only harm her.
He could only watch helplessly as the woman in black, holding Zhao Weiyang hostage, disappeared into the dense forest.
A few minutes later, Fang Yulong, who had followed the two women into the forest, saw Zhao Weiyang emerge from the depths and immediately
went to greet her, asking if she was injured. Zhao Weiyang glared angrily at Fang Yulong. It turned out
the woman in black had taken her deep into the forest and kicked her hard in the buttocks, leaving her face bruised
. Knowing she was no match for the woman in black, Zhao Weiyang was deeply hurt. Coupled with
the conversation between the woman in black and Fang Yulong, she mistakenly believed Fang Yulong had dumped her, and that the woman had come specifically to seek revenge
. She vented her anger on Fang Yulong, believing he was the cause of her misfortune due to his romantic entanglements.
"Fang Yulong, who is that lunatic? What does she mean by that?" Zhao Weiyang's face was covered
in blood, and she was touching her buttocks; clearly, the woman in black had kicked her hard to prevent her from chasing after them.
"Weiyang, she's a female assassin who came to kill me," Fang Yulong explained the situation of the woman in black.
Zhao Weiyang was terrified. If the female assassin had truly gone mad and indiscriminately killed innocent people, wouldn't she become a
vengeful ghost beneath that woman's blade?
Their clothes were soaked. Fang Yulong took off Zhao Weiyang's coat and trousers, leaving her in a vest
and shorts to lie on the rocks by the stream. Fang Yulong wrung out the clothes to cover Zhao Weiyang's thighs. Zhao Weiyang asked Fang
Yulong to take off his wet clothes as well, and they lay down on the rocks together to sunbathe. Fang Yulong took off his undershirt,
revealing a bloody welt on his back, indicating the impact was quite severe.
"Yulong, is your injury serious? Does it hurt?" Zhao Weiyang turned to her side, stroking Fang Yulong's back.
Fang Yulong smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a minor scratch. I'm lucky I wasn't shot."
Tourists behind them, seeing Zhao Weiyang being held hostage, immediately called the police.
After giving their statements at the police station, Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang returned to their hotel to rest. Fang Yulong knew the woman in black was skilled at disguise and had multiple identities, so he
didn't expect the police to catch her.
The woman in black had left the valley before the police arrived. After returning to the city, she changed her identity and clothes and boarded a plane.
The plane flew to Kyoto. At a hotel in Kyoto, the woman in black met with a man named Li Daoqin.
After listening to the woman's report on the operation, Li Daoqin asked, "Does the man surnamed Fang really know it's you?"
"Yes, Captain. Although he didn't see my real face, he already knows my identity."
"You've been abroad for a while, haven't you? Get plastic surgery and come back. I'll arrange a new identity for you then.
Don't contact anyone abroad. I'll arrange for someone to contact you."
The attack on Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang attracted the attention of the Fang and Zhao families, leading to another
large-scale manhunt for the mysterious woman in black throughout the eastern region. Xia Zhuyi and Fang Lan were very worried about Fang Yulong's safety and asked Fang Daming what
to do. Why did the woman in black reappear to assassinate Fang Yulong? Was she worried that Fang Yulong
would reveal the mysterious force behind him after regaining his memories, so she wanted to strike first? Fang Daming couldn't understand this either.
According to his deduction, Fang Yulong shouldn't know the secrets of the mysterious organization. Could it be
related to Fang Yulong's original identity? So, it seems the other side already knows that Ning Henggang is
investigating Fang Yulong's past identity through his participation in the Central Police Bureau's selection process. However, this clue isn't obvious; the soldiers
and units involved in the selection match up perfectly, and there's nothing particularly unusual. It seems there are details they haven't noticed, and they need to
investigate more carefully. Fang Daming didn't have a good solution but to advise Fang Yulong to be more careful,
minimize going out recently, and avoid activities like camping.
After the assassination attempt, Fang Yulong began to live a secluded life, rarely going out except to school. In
his free time, he would practice martial arts at his villa on Baima Lake, and occasionally take his private boat to fish in the middle of the lake
. Xia Mo, however, was overjoyed. Although she had slept with Fang Yulong, it was done secretly, and she didn't dare let
the other women in Zhanglin Garden know. Fang Yulong's visits to the villa were conveniently located near her workplace; if she wanted to meet with him
, she only needed to find time to go there. Only the housekeeper who served Fang Yulong knew about her
affair with him. At first, Xia Mo was worried that Gu Wanyu would leak the secret,
but she was relieved after learning that the housekeeper was Fang Yulong's confidante in this regard. Besides, she couldn't handle Fang Yulong alone; she needed the housekeeper's help.
Gu Wanyu was devoted and a good teacher to Xia Mo in matters of sex, teaching her many advanced techniques, and
her oral skills were exceptional. That day, Xia Mo went to the villa to find Fang Yulong. Gu Wanyu was watching TV in the living room and didn't see
him. In the courtyard, there was a tall flower stool with a small, spiky ball on it,
and a screen underneath. Xia Mo was curious and asked the housekeeper what it was.
"Miss, this is what the young master put here for practicing his skills. The second young lady and Miss Chongyue have come to keep the young master company; they've
gone fishing on the lake by boat."
Hearing from the housekeeper that Lu Mengling and Zhang Chongyue had gone fishing with her eldest nephew, she felt a little disappointed. She drank a cup of tea
and then went back to her workplace. At this moment, Fang Yulong and two beautiful girls were fishing in the middle of the lake. Lu Mengling looked at
Fang Yulong, who was holding a fishing rod and staring at the lake, and said, "Brother, I think you've been acting a bit strange lately. It's like you've suddenly become a different
person."
"Really? Then tell me, what's wrong with me?"
"You used to dislike activities that involve sitting still, but now you not only learn Tai Chi, but you also often come to Baima
Lake to fish, and you often ask me to play chess and practice calligraphy with you. Isn't that strange?"
"That's because I feel like I'm too stupid, so I want to learn from you. Whatever you like to do, I'll learn it
. I wish I could be like you." Fang Yulong thought that Lu Mengling was very talented, skilled in calligraphy and chess,
and could also sing and dance. She must be able to easily calm him down and focus on doing something. If she were to practice
the techniques that Zhuang Ruoying had taught him, she might learn them even more easily than he could. Unfortunately, it was useless for her to learn those techniques.
Lu Mengling chuckled, "Brother, you're not stupid at all, you're quite cunning. I bet something must have happened
to make you change so much, you just won't tell us. Let me think, you asked me
about learning calligraphy last time you came back from Kyoto. Brother, did you experience something traumatic in Kyoto?"
"No, nothing like that. I just wanted to calm myself down like you guys."
Zhang Chongyue, hearing Lu Mengling's words, looked at Fang Yulong with her. She also sensed a change in Fang Yulong,
but her feeling was different from Lu Mengling's. To her, the change in Fang Yulong was in her perception; she felt he
was much more peaceful towards her than before, giving her a feeling of true love. Zhang Chongyue naturally didn't realize that Fang
Yulong was actually her cousin; the change she sensed was due to a fundamental shift in their identities.
Early June, East Coast. The military conducted a live-fire exercise with new naval vessels in the East Coast. This target practice exercise was to test-
fire a new missile simultaneously on both new and old warships. If the missile test-fired successfully on the older ships,
it would significantly enhance their combat capabilities. This
is of extraordinary significance for improving the naval fleet's combat capabilities during the ship modernization period.
Fang Yulong, representing the Black Hawk unit, was on board to observe. Normally, given his rank, he wouldn't be qualified to be in the observation group;
it was all arranged by Ning Henggang. Of course, Fang Yulong didn't have the opportunity to meet Ning Henggang;
those accompanying him on the warship were all high-ranking officers from the Central Military Commission and the naval fleet.
When the warship was docked in the naval port, it seemed incredibly massive, but after sailing into the vast ocean, it became a mere drop in the ocean.
Upon reaching the designated sea area, Fang Yulong and the members of the observation group sat in front of a large screen, waiting for the missile test-
fire. The countdown to launch was announced over the loudspeaker. When the countdown ended, a flame erupted from the launch unit on the screen, and a missile
soared into the sky. Thunderous applause erupted in the ship's cabin as the missile successfully launched.
Fang Yulong walked to the porthole, watching the missile trace a graceful white line across the sky as it flew into the distance.
In three or four minutes, the missile would hit the target ship a hundred kilometers away, and the live signal would be displayed on the screen. Everyone
was waiting for this moment.
In the command center, Ning Henggang looked through the large glass window at the older warships not far away.
A few seconds after the newer warship launched its missile, the older ship also launched the same missile, the two missiles flying one after the other into the distance
. Once the missiles disappeared from everyone's sight, everyone turned their attention back to the large screen, waiting for the next missile...
The moment the missiles hit the target ship, Zhao Wangjiang watched them fly out of sight, then glanced at Ning Henggang standing in the center of the crowd .
He took a few steps back, leaning against a corner, his eyes glued to the large screen.
Three or four minutes later, the screen showed that both missiles had hit their target ships. The people in the command center
cheered and applauded. Immersed in the joy of the successful missile test, they didn't notice that
the anti-aircraft guns on the bow of the older ship, which had just launched a missile, had turned and were now aimed at the new ship's command center. Just as everyone was cheering
and applauding, the cannons roared. Before anyone could react, shells pierced the hull, leaving bullet
holes. The unexpected attack instantly killed several officers. Ning Henggang's bodyguards reacted quickly,
shielding Ning Henggang and lying prone on the deck as the first shell hit the command center. Ning Henggang was unharmed, but one of his bodyguards
was dead, another wounded, and the third was also wounded.
Chaos reigned in the command cabin. Everyone, disregarding appearances, scrambled onto the deck.
Zhao Wangjiang, lying near the other side of the cabin door, shouted to Ning Henggang's bodyguards, "It's dangerous here! Quickly, protect Vice Chairman Ning and move him to a safe
place!"
Fang Yulong, in the lower cabin, saw the machine guns of the old warship opposite spewing fire and knew something was terribly wrong. He
immediately rushed towards the command cabin, but a burst of shells forced him to lie prone on the deck for cover. When Fang
Yulong reached the command cabin, those remaining inside were hiding behind makeshift shelters made of chairs and tables. Ning Henggang's confidential
secretary, Zhuang Ruoying, was protecting a female officer, leaning against a chair. Fang Yulong was greatly
surprised to see Zhuang Ruoying on the ship and asked, "Master, are you alright? Where is General Ning?"
The female officer Zhuang Ruoying was protecting was an important female scientist in the military. Zhuang Ruoying wasn't originally supposed to be on this mission
, but because her hometown was in the south, she had volunteered for it and planned to return home afterward.
Unexpectedly, such a thing happened. Seeing Fang Yulong appear in the command center, Zhuang Ruoying's face lit up with joy.
She said to Fang Yulong, "I'm fine. Commander Ning has moved to the middle cabin. Go and protect Commander Ning immediately
." Zhuang Ruoying pulled her pistol from the bodyguard who had already been killed and threw it, along with an earpiece, to Fang
Yulong, instructing him to stay in contact with her.
Although the incident was sudden, the new ship quickly retaliated, adjusting its cannons to aim at the old ship's machine gun
turrets. Amidst the booming gunfire, the old ship's machine gun turrets were destroyed. Those hiding in the command center
relaxed only after seeing the old ship's machine gun turrets blown away. But soon after, dense
gunfire erupted from the new ship, and everyone's hearts leaped into their throats again. It seemed the mutinous soldiers weren't just on the old ship;
there were also on the new ship. At this point, it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe, and the situation became even more dangerous.
Zhao Wangjiang led Ning Henggang and another general from the Central Military Commission through a narrow passage. Ning Henggang's top
bodyguards vigilantly scanned their surroundings. Suddenly, gunfire erupted,
separating Ning Henggang, his bodyguards, and the other general. Two soldiers guarding Zhao Wangjiang positioned themselves in front of and behind him, escorting him
towards Ning Henggang's position. Ning Henggang's bodyguards, however, were pinned down near the other general.
"Quickly, protect Vice Chairman Ning!" Seeing Ning Henggang's bodyguards blocked, Zhao Wangjiang ordered two soldiers
to provide close protection. Just as the two soldiers took their positions, a whistling sound of bullets rang out.
The soldier behind Ning Henggang was shot in the back and fell onto the deck.
"Vice Chairman Ning, let's go into the cabin first!" Zhao Wangjiang shouted to the lone Ning Henggang from the nearby cabin
. Although Ning Henggang held a high position, aside from the previous assassination attempt, he had never experienced such intense combat
. He knew this incident was different from the last assassination attempt. The last attempt failed, and the other side suffered no loss.
This time, however, it would definitely expose their weakness, so they would go all out and not give up until they achieved their goal.
Exposing himself to their firepower was extremely dangerous.
Around the corner, two soldiers with guns approached from the opposite side. Seeing Zhao Wangjiang and Ning Henggang, they immediately went to meet
them and reported the situation to Zhao Wangjiang. Zhao Wangjiang asked about the situation on the ship. The soldier reported that they didn't yet know
how many enemies there were, estimating between ten and twenty. The situation here was more urgent, and they should find a secluded cabin
to hide in. After reporting, the soldier escorted Zhao Wangjiang and Ning Henggang to the middle, leading them into a relatively
spacious cabin.
After leaving the command center, Fang Yulong made his way to the middle cabin. There were many cabins on the ship, and Fang Yulong didn't
know which cabin Ning Henggang had gone to, so he had to search them one by one. Suddenly, he saw two soldiers walk past in the corridor
, one of whom was none other than the man who had impersonated Uncle Qinghua. This man hadn't shown himself since, and Fang
Yulong had completely forgotten about him. Seeing him now, Fang Yulong immediately tensed up. Undoubtedly
, they were after Ning Henggang, who was now in grave danger.
Seeing the two men's hurried demeanor and cold expressions, Fang Yulong guessed they hadn't found Ning Henggang yet, so he quietly
followed them. What happened next shocked Fang Yulong even more. He saw Ning Henggang with Zhao Wangjiang
, and the two soldiers recognized Zhao Wangjiang, leading Ning Henggang into a cabin. Fang Yulong couldn't believe
his eyes. The mastermind behind all this was Zhao Weiyang's uncle, a member of the Zhao family. Did Zhao Weiyang know?
The situation was critical, and Fang Yulong had no time to think further. Seeing Ning Henggang and Zhao Wangjiang enter the cabin, Fang Yulong
rushed forward, pulled out the last soldier standing there, and slammed him against the hull.
The soldier impersonating Uncle Qinghua was startled by Fang Yulong's sudden appearance and fired at him. Fang Yulong
was prepared, dodging and returning fire. The cabin was small; Fang Yulong was grazed on the thigh by bullets
, bleeding profusely. The soldier was also hit in the arm and had to switch hands to fire.
Seeing Fang Yulong's sudden appearance and attack on the soldiers beside Zhao Wangjiang, Ning Henggang instantly understood
what was happening—it was all Zhao Wangjiang's doing. There was a rest room in the cabin. Taking advantage of the
soldier's hand-switching, Fang Yulong forcefully pushed Ning Henggang into the rest room and slammed the cabin door shut.
The soldiers who had been following Ning Henggang were confused and mistook Fang Yulong for a rioting soldier. Seeing Fang Yulong pushing
Ning Henggang into the rest room, they fired at the iron door, leaving bullet holes beneath it. Zhao Wangjiang saw Fang...
Fang Yulong's sudden appearance stunned Zhao Wangjiang. He had only focused on Ning Henggang's entourage and bodyguards, never expecting Fang Yulong
to be on the new ship as well. Thinking of what happened over twenty years ago, Zhao Wangjiang felt a pang of sorrow. Was this fate
, a deliberate attempt to ruin his efforts?
Inside the rest cabin, Ning Henggang noticed Fang Yulong's injured leg and asked if he was alright. Fang Yulong shook his head
and said, "Uncle Ning, I'm fine. I'm just worried they might use explosives against us." The rest cabin was only
a few square meters; if they used explosives outside, Ning Henggang could easily be killed instantly. Fortunately, Zhao
Wangjiang hadn't anticipated Fang Yulong being on the ship, recognized the soldiers he had arranged, and hadn't prepared any bombs.
"Yulong, how did you know there was something wrong with the two soldiers around Zhao Wangjiang?" "
I met one of them two years ago. He probably didn't expect me to come and observe this exercise, or maybe
he thought I'd forgotten what he looked like after two years."
Ning Henggang secretly rejoiced. If he hadn't arranged for Fang Yulong to observe the exercise, he might
have already been dealt with by Zhao Wangjiang and his men.
"General, what do we do now?" The soldier who had been shot in the arm wasn't seriously injured
. Their almost successful operation was blocked at the last moment by an iron gate.
"Charge!" Zhao Wangjiang shouted in a deep voice, looking at the iron gate. The soldier who had been following Ning Henggang hurriedly said, "
General, what if we hurt Vice Chairman Ning…" Before the soldier could finish speaking, he
was shot in the head by one of the soldiers beside Zhao Wangjiang.
Zhao Wangjiang left that cabin and walked towards his own. He knew that he had failed again
, and what awaited him was the judgment of the state. Back in his cabin, Zhao Wangjiang locked the door, turned on his laptop
, and his face appeared on the screen—a blank face.
"Yulong, I know you'll hate me, but I never intended to hurt you, because you are Yuzhu's son.
Your mother is the only woman I've ever loved in my life, yet she is my elder, though we're distant relatives, I
still call her Aunt. I was jealous of your father, so twenty years ago I plotted to kill him, making him take the
blame for me. Your father was progressive, proposing the complete privatization of state-owned enterprises. Conservatives
thought he was heavily influenced by bourgeois ideas and wanted to restore capitalism. Plus, your father was the son- in-law of the Fan
family, a sensitive position, and many wanted him to get into trouble. I set up a scheme, and they believed it.
I thought that once your father died, I could finally be with your mother. But things didn't go as planned .
Some people were jealous of the Fan family's assets and treasure, so they used your father's case to force the Fan family to hand over the treasure. Your
mother took you to seek refuge with the Fang family, but..." "Your grandfather, for the sake of the Fang family, actually pushed you and your mother out. It was the Fang
family who killed your mother. When I learned you were still alive, I thought I should let you
avenge your mother yourself, so I had you infiltrate the Fang family under a different name. You know what happened after that. Twenty years
ago I failed, and today I failed again. I have nothing to say, except that I implicated the Zhao family and tarnished my grandfather's reputation
. As for your father's matter, the higher-ups actually know a lot of the truth, but for so many years,
no one has brought it up again. I'm sorry to you and your parents, and many others are sorry to him. It's ridiculous to think that
when your father proposed reforms, the whole country condemned him, but now the whole country is following his ideas for reform. Also,
regarding you and Weiyang, Weiyang truly loves you. I hope you won't hold a grudge against Weiyang because of me."
Zhao Wangjiang looked at the screen and took a pistol from the drawer.
Fang Yulong and Ning Henggang hid in the cabin, while gunfire erupted outside. The enemy switched to automatic rifles, firing at the
cabin door, riddling it with bullets. Fang Yulong shielded Ning Henggang, hiding in a corner. He had only a few bullets left in his gun,
but he could still take out a few more before the enemy rushed in.
"Bang!" A loud crash followed as someone kicked the door hard, creating a large hole. Fang Yulong
fired a shot into the hole. A shout came from outside, followed by a burst of bullets. Fortunately, the cabin was
dimly lit, and the shooter couldn't see clearly, missing Fang Yulong and Ning Henggang. At the last moment, Zhuang Ruoying led
other Central Police Station soldiers and the ship's crew to attack, annihilating the troops Zhao Wangjiang had deployed.
Fang Yulong and Ning Henggang emerged from the cabin. Many soldiers' bodies still lay in the outer cabin; the scene was horrific.
Zhuang Ruoying breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Fang Yulong had only suffered a graze to his thigh. The other Central Police Station soldiers
surrounded Ning Henggang as a precaution. Zhuang Ruoying reported to Ning Henggang that the rioting soldiers on the ship had been completely quelled and
requested further instructions from their superiors.
Ning Henggang nodded, instructing Zhuang Ruoying to take men to subdue Zhao Wangjiang. Fang Yulong immediately requested to go along,
as he had many questions for Zhao Wangjiang. Zhuang Ruoying, with several soldiers, arrived outside Zhao Wangjiang's cabin and found the door
locked. She didn't order a forced entry but waited quietly outside. Shortly after, a gunshot rang out from inside the cabin,
startling Fang Yulong. Zhuang Ruoying had someone open the cabin door and found Zhao Wangjiang had shot himself. His
laptop was still recording. Zhuang Ruoying didn't review the recording; she saved it and closed the laptop.
A few days later, news appeared: "Rear Admiral Zhao Wangjiang, political commissar of a naval fleet,
died of a cerebral hemorrhage during an exercise, at the age of fifty." Fang Yulong was
somewhat bewildered by this news. If Ning Henggang had died on the ship, would such a news report have appeared?
Kyoto. Ning Henggang was having a meeting with an elderly man. Ning Henggang said solemnly, "Old leader, Zhao Wanghai
has submitted his resignation to the organization citing illness. What do you think? Don't the rest of the Zhao family know about Zhao Wangjiang's affairs?"
The old man countered, "Henggang, do you hope Zhao Wanghai is unrelated to Zhao Wangjiang, or do you hope they are
related?"
Ning Henggang remained silent. The old man continued, "You hope Zhao Wanghai is related to Zhao Wangjiang so you can use this
opportunity to eliminate the Zhao family in one fell swoop, right? Have you considered what if this matter really has nothing to do with Zhao Wanghai
? If you use this opportunity to wage war against the Zhao family, wouldn't you be letting others reap the benefits? I understand your feelings. If Zhao Wanghai is gone
, it will be much easier for you to control the situation in the future, but this matter needs to be handled carefully."
"Old leader, you mean Zhao Wanghai has nothing to do with this?"
"If there were connections, the Zhao family would definitely be in chaos by now. Their composure suggests they have nothing
to hide. Henggang, have you considered that Zhao Wangjiang's actions might not represent
the will of the Zhao family or any other individual, but rather the will of a group? You were just transferred from Haicheng, and Zhao Wanghai has only been there for a little over six months.
Frequent transfers can easily destabilize the situation. You should consider letting Zhao Wanghai remain in Haicheng."
Ning Henggang understood the old man's meaning. If Zhao Wangjiang represented the will of a group,
it would pose a significant challenge to his control of the situation. He preferred that Zhao Wangjiang represent only the Zhao family. A powerful, visible enemy
is easier to deal with than a group of invisible enemies.
"Old leader, what should we do about Fang Jianming's matter? Should Zhao Wangjiang's last words be shown to the Fang family? This
Zhao Wangjiang, even before his death, tried to sow discord between the Fang family and the central government."
"A small-scale discussion about Fang Jianming's matter is sufficient. I think the Fang family has the political awareness to accept this; they won't
be negatively affected by Zhao Wangjiang's words. Fang Yulong has made another great contribution this time; you can give him an appropriate reward
. The Fang family will prioritize the overall situation."
Zhao Wangjiang's matter became a secret. Apart from the parties involved and a few high-ranking officials, no one knew the
truth. Zhao Weiyang was stunned when she learned that her uncle was the mastermind behind Fang Yulong's repeated dangers. But
she was a strong woman. Knowing that there was no future for her and Fang Yulong, she decisively left Haicheng and returned to Yunchuan to
pursue her postgraduate studies.
The biggest beneficiary of the Zhao Wangjiang incident was undoubtedly Guan Shanyue. Although Zhao Wanghai continued to serve as
the top official in Haicheng, he rarely appeared in public anymore, and Guan Shanyue became the de facto leader of Haicheng.
"Brother, why did you suddenly decide to come here?" In the Xiuhe residential area of Lingjiang, Lu Mengling, dressed in a beautiful Hanfu
, gently placed a chess piece, her embroidered sleeves rolled up. Since Lu Mengling moved to Zhanglin Garden, the house in Xiuhe residential area had
been empty.
"The first time I played chess with you was in this room, so I came to get a feel for it and see if I could beat you."
Fang Yulong, wearing a vest and shorts, sat cross-legged on the hard wooden sofa. Lu Mengling noticed the bruise on Fang Yulong's thigh and
asked him what happened. Fang Yulong said he accidentally bumped into it and it would be gone in a couple of days.
"Mengling, besides Jinxiu City and the entertainment company, do you have any other plans?"
"No, I'll do whatever you ask me to do, as long as I can be by your side." After saying
that, Lu Mengling placed another piece, looked up at Fang Yulong, and giggled, "Brother, you lost again this game."
Fang Yulong stared blankly at the chessboard and sighed softly. Lu Mengling pulled Fang Yulong to sit
on the yoga mat, her breasts pressing against his back as she whispered, "Brother, have you been troubled lately
? Sister Xiaoying said Sister Weiyang went to Yunchuan for graduate school. Are you missing her?"
"No, with you by my side, I won't think about other women." Fang Yulong pulled Lu Mengling close
, letting her straddle his lap. Looking at Lu Mengling's delicate and pure face, Fang Yulong thought of Zhao
Wangjiang again. He couldn't understand why Zhao Wangjiang would do this. The Zhao family was already at the top of the power structure; did they really
have to fight for that high position? Was the allure of power really that great? What troubled Fang Yulong most
was that although Zhao Wangjiang had clarified the events of over twenty years ago in his will, he hadn't told him his original
identity; his past memories remained a blank.
Seeing Fang Yulong staring at her in a daze, Lu Mengling lowered her head and rested it against his chest, her delicate hand gently
caressing his firm chest. With the beautiful woman in his arms, Fang Yulong temporarily cast aside his inner turmoil and confusion, slipping
his hand inside the beautiful girl's gorgeous Hanfu.
********************************************************
"Who Am I?" is finally finished. The final plot wasn't described in detail; I felt somewhat powerless.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/145366.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=145366&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : 【Rebirth and Mystery: Who Am I?】(The Ambition of the Twenty-Two-Three Witch)

Next Page : The two sisters I hooked on QQ have been rated.

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[Rebirth and Mystery: Who Am I?] (Chapter 23)

comment Open a new window to view comments