[The Tragic Chronicles of a Wealthy Family - Continued] Chapter 205

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【The Tragic Tale of a Wealthy Family - Continued】
Author: Zeng Jiu
First published on December 5, 2014
Word Count: 9728
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Early morning, the east was just beginning to lighten, the sun still behind the mountains.
On the rugged mountain roads of the northern mountain region, a dilapidated jeep, clearly a remnant of American military supplies from half a century ago,
crawled heavily and cautiously forward.
Inside the tightly sealed tarpaulin-covered cargo compartment, six burly men in police uniforms sat facing each other. At their
feet lay a bulging sack, from which muffled, painful groans occasionally
escaped with each bump of the vehicle. Beside the driver in the jeep's cab sat
Meng Hong, a man in a suit, looking exhausted. When he saw the outline of a town ahead, he let out a long sigh of relief.
The vehicle, bathed in the first rays of dawn, drove into the military camp within Lachong town. Meng Hong directed the vehicle into a closed
warehouse. He jumped out, instructed the soldiers in the truck to guard it, and then walked towards the commander's residence not far away
.
Upon reaching the residence gate, the female soldier on guard, recognizing Meng Hong, quickly saluted him. Meng Hong whispered a
few words to the sentry, who nodded, turned, and went into her post to make a phone call. A while later, A-Jun
emerged, rubbing her eyes. Seeing Meng Hong, she pulled him aside and whispered, "All settled?"
Seeing Meng Hong nod with a smile, A-Jun subconsciously glanced at the sky and said, "Madam instructed me last night
to tell her as soon as you get back. However, the Commander and Madam slept quite late last night, and it's almost dawn. You've traveled
all night; I think you should catch your breath first. I'll have someone bring you breakfast. The Commander and Madam will probably
get up soon. I'll report to them as soon as they get up and then notify you to come over."
Meng Hong looked at A-Jun, nodded, and said, "Alright, the car will be parked at number 12. We won't leave; we'll
be waiting for your message."
Inside the main house in the backyard of the official residence, Manfeng was sound asleep, nestled in Du Mai's arms. Suddenly, she seemed to sense
something, and with a start, slowly opened her eyes. Looking out the window, it was just beginning to get light. Du Mai beside her was breathing
evenly, fast asleep.
Manfeng listened carefully to the outside; it was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of an early bird.
She let out a long sigh, realizing she had been preoccupied with her thoughts.
As Manfeng was lost in thought, the arm beneath her stirred, and Du Mai's eyelids fluttered slightly
as he opened his eyes. Du Mai reached out his other arm and embraced Manfeng's warm body, asking sleepily,
"What time is it? You're awake already?"
Manfeng nestled softly in Du Mai's arms, whispering, "It's still early, probably not even six o'clock
..."
"You're not sleeping this early?"
Manfeng quietly snuggled closer to Du Mai's warm embrace, remaining silent. Suddenly
, she let out a soft "hmm." A large, warm hand had silently slipped
between her smooth thighs and moved upwards.
Manfeng instinctively squeezed her thighs together, reaching out to grab the large hand that was quietly slipping inside. She
whispered in Du Mai's ear, "Don't be so restless, go to sleep..."
"If you don't sleep, I won't sleep either, I'll keep you company..."
As he spoke, the large hand relentlessly invaded the end of Manfeng's two plump, white thighs,
caressing them with abandon.
Manfeng hummed softly, making futile resistance, panting and mumbling indistinctly,
"You weren't done playing around last night, and now you want more this morning..."
Du Mai chuckled, pulling the hand that was pressing down on Manfeng's body out, and hugged her naked
body. "No, of course not..." Before he finished speaking, a leg had already inserted between Manfeng's legs,
forcibly separating her two naked thighs, and he flipped over and pressed down on her.
With a gasp, Manfeng's body trembled, and then she gave up resisting. A pair of jade-like arms
naturally wrapped around Du Mai's broad shoulders, and two fair thighs hooked around his calves. Manfeng pouted and leaned in to meet his gaze
. With rapid, soft panting and moans, two contrasting black and white bodies became tightly intertwined
.
As dawn broke, the sounds of female soldiers doing their morning exercises echoed across the parade ground. Ajun, who was sleeping in the front yard, noticed
noises coming from the large house in the back. She went over to check and saw Manfeng already dressed and standing
in the yard. She quickly stepped forward to report, "Madam, Meng Hong and the others have returned."
"Oh? They've returned? How did things go?"
Ajun nodded, "Everything's settled. Meng Hong and his men are waiting for your orders at number 12."
"Good, I'll be right there!" Manfeng said, turning to go inside.
"Madam, it might be more convenient to go to the headquarters. Besides, you should have breakfast first."
Manfeng waved her hand: "What's the big deal about breakfast? As you said, have Meng Hong bring some men to the headquarters to see me."
Ten minutes later, Meng Hong arrived at the headquarters in a medium-sized jeep. The headquarters in Dumai was right next to the commander's
residence, a rare brick and wood building in Lachong, with much stricter security than the commander's residence. The medium-sized jeep
drove through the headquarters gate and directly to the backyard. Meng Hong, along with several
soldiers who had changed into jungle warfare uniforms, carried the heavy sack to the door of the east wing.
Meng Hong had just shouted "Report!" when the door of the wing opened from the inside. Several soldiers dragged the sack into
the room and threw it on the ground. The tightly bound sack actually twisted slightly and emitted a painful groan.
Meng Hong stepped forward and untied the sack, revealing a man's head inside. He untied the black cloth covering his eyes
and removed the duct tape sealing his mouth, revealing a thin, weasel-faced man with a pointed chin. His small, shifty eyes quickly scanned
the area. When he saw Meng Hong in front of him, his eyes darted around, and a fawning smile appeared on his face. He grinned and
said, "Brother, we don't seem to know each other. Which gang of heroes are you? You must have the wrong person."
Meng Hong pulled the small man out of the sack and shoved him forward, saying, "Who's your brother? I've got
you! You better behave yourself, or I'll skin you alive!"
The short man shuddered, about to speak again, when he noticed a
woman sitting boldly on the corner of the table in front of him, dressed in jungle camouflage combat uniform and high-top military boots. The woman wore large sunglasses that
covered half her face. Although the sunglasses obscured her eyes, her long, straight legs, high breasts, elegant
oval face, and fair skin made the short man immediately conclude that she must be a stunning beauty.
The short man looked at Meng Hong, then at the woman in military uniform before him, unsure how to speak. Meng Hong kicked
him: "What are you looking at? How dare you! You don't even greet the Madam?"
"Madam?" The short man, still confused, nodded and bowed tentatively, "Madam…may I
ask you…"
"What's your surname and name?" The woman seemed unimpressed, demanding an answer before the man could finish.
"My name is Wen Le... Wen Le, a reporter from WY Moonlight Daily. May I ask where this is...?"
Upon hearing the name Wen Le, the woman in military uniform smiled slightly, removed her sunglasses, and stared at his oval
face, saying with a mocking tone, "Wen Le... I didn't expect to see you again!"
"Madam... you..." Wen Le looked up at the woman before him, who possessed both stunning beauty and imposing presence, and
suddenly a sense of foreboding washed over him. But he gritted his teeth and shook his head: "Madam, I don't know you
... I really don't know you. You must have mistaken me for someone else."
"Don't know me... do you know Song Tao?"
"Song... Tao? I... I know him. A big celebrity in WY..." Wen Le's heart sank to the ground, and
he answered with a forced smile.
"Then you must also know Man Feng from the WY Police Station?" the woman asked through gritted teeth.
Wen Le's mind went blank for a moment, his eyes widening as if he'd seen a ghost: "It really is her...it really is
her...she wasn't killed by Long Kun...how could she be here? Where is this place?"
Seeing Wen Le's stammering, Man Feng scoffed contemptuously, "Remember now? Enough nonsense,
I'll ask you, who instructed you to set this trap for me?"
"Man...Madam...Madam...it's not my fault, really not my fault...how could I dare set a trap for Madam
...Madam must be mistaken."
"Hmph..." Man Feng curled her lip, grabbed a piece of paper, casually wrote down a string of numbers, and threw it in front of Wen Le
: "Who gave you this number? You don't forget, do you?"
Wen Le glanced at the string of numbers and immediately turned pale with fright. This was the number he'd used to threaten Chu Yun back then
, and it was also the number he'd used to set a trap for Man Feng. He'd disposed of the number long ago, but unexpectedly,
two years later, Man Feng still remembered it. However, he still stubbornly insisted, "Never seen it before... I don't recognize this number
."
Manfeng noticed the change in Wenle's expression and coldly snorted, "Do you think I would just
send someone all the way here to bring you here? You probably remember what I do, right? I've thoroughly
investigated this number; the owner of this phone is you, Wenle. And
it was you who tricked me into going to the bar with this number that day; I saw it with my own eyes. You're not telling me this is just a coincidence, are you?"
Wenle was on the verge of collapse. He had no idea what Manfeng's current identity was, but these fierce-looking soldiers
all respectfully called her "Madam," clearly indicating that she held the power of life and death. But he also understood
how terrible he would be if this were exposed. So he gritted his teeth and said, "Madam... I really haven't seen this
number before. You... you must have made a mistake. It really has nothing to do with me..."
"You really think everyone else is a fool, right? Fine, remember what you said,
and don't regret it later!"
"You son of a bitch, don't be so stubborn!" A soldier said, kicking
Wen Le in the buttocks with a thud, sending him sprawling. Two soldiers rushed over, dragged him up from the ground, and pulled him to Man Feng's side
, forcing him to kneel on the ground.
Meng Hong walked over, grabbed Wen Le's collar, and asked viciously, "Have you thought it through? Are you going to
talk or not?"
"I... I'll talk... I've already told you..."
"Slap... slap... slap..." A series of slaps made Wen Le's mouth bleed. After smoking,
Manfeng lifted her toes, pressed them against Wenle's chin, and lifted his face: "Well, do you remember now?"
Wenle swallowed hard, his eyes darting around rapidly, and gasped for breath, pleading, "Don't hit me...
don't hit me anymore, I'll tell you... I'll tell you everything... it was Long... it was Long Kun who gave me that phone card..."
"Hmph, do you really think you're so smart? I know Long Kun better than you. Playing such tricks
is definitely not the style of a scumbag like Long Kun. Besides, what relationship does Long Kun have with Chu Yun?
Do you think no one else knows the messages you sent to Chu Yun using this number?"
Wenle was truly terrified this time. It turned out that his every move had not escaped Manfeng's eyes.
But this matter was too important. If it were exposed, even if Manfeng didn't want his life, someone else would,
and it might even implicate his entire family. He could only grit his teeth and resist to the end. So she shook her head frantically, "Madam
... I only know that Long Kun gave me this card, I really don't know anything else..."
"Hmph, you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. Alright, let's find another place for you to think it over." After saying that,
Manfeng waved her hand, and two soldiers came up, grabbed Wen Le, and dragged him back to the jeep parked in the yard.
Manfeng followed them out the door, only to see A Jun standing at the door, with a soldier carrying a gun beside her. A Jun
leaned close to Manfeng and whispered a few words in her ear. Manfeng's eyes sharpened, and she turned to look at
the soldier beside A Jun. The soldier straightened his back and said, "Madam, it's absolutely true!"
Manfeng snorted coldly, thought for a moment, and turned to go into the commander's office next door. A moment later, Manfeng
returned to the door, nodded to A Jun and the soldier, "Get in the car."
The jeep sped out of the headquarters like the wind. This time, Meng Hong drove himself, with Manfeng and Ajun sitting side by side in
the passenger seat. Inside the tarpaulin-covered rear compartment sat seven burly soldiers
, their feet resting on the still tightly bound Wen Le.
The half-hour drive through the mountains nearly shook Wen Le's bones off. When the burly soldiers dragged him
off the vehicle, he found himself halfway up a low, rocky mountain. The entire mountain
was surrounded by layers upon layers of barbed wire, with menacing, armed
soldiers standing guard both inside and outside the wire.
This heavily guarded situation terrified Wen Le; for a moment, he thought Man Feng had brought him to this desolate
wilderness to be executed on the spot. His legs trembled so badly he almost wet himself.
But then he realized something was wrong. He saw a dark cave not far ahead, and beside it, a
skinny mule was slowly circling, pulling a harness. Nearby, there were piles of stones of various sizes. On
the other side of the cave entrance was a simple bamboo hut, where a dozen or so men were sitting in small groups,
wolfing down their food. All around them were fully armed soldiers, watching their every move intently
.
What shocked Wen Le most was that he was horrified to discover that these dozen or so men were completely naked
, their hands and feet shackled with heavy iron chains. Wen Le's heart tightened. He had heard that in
the deep forests of ZX and B countries, there were still some uncivilized mountain people who captured people and used them as livestock. But why send so
many soldiers to watch them like this? Wen Le suddenly felt his mind go blank.
Seeing Man Feng in that room had already terrified him. Just two days ago, the newspapers reported that Long
Kun had been captured by T country's special police, and now he had unexpectedly seen Man
Feng, whom he had framed and who had fallen into Long Kun's hands. He had been thinking all the way here but couldn't understand why Man Feng was in such a desolate place if Long Kun had been captured by T country,
and why she had become some kind of "lady." What he couldn't understand even more was why Long Kun, who hated Manfeng to the core,
hadn't killed her after capturing her, and how she had managed to escape from Long Kun's grasp. Now,
what worried him even more was that Manfeng clearly knew everything that had happened two years ago, and now that she had brought him
to this desolate place, what was she going to do with him?
As Wen Le was lost in thought, Manfeng beckoned, and the soldiers pushed him to the vicinity of the small shed.
The naked, shackled men, upon seeing Manfeng, quickly put down their bowls of rice, obediently stood
up, and lined up in front of her with their heads bowed.
Wen Le then noticed that these dozen or so naked men all had tanned, shiny skin, and
crisscrossing marks on their bodies. Each of them dragged a pair of heavy iron balls under their feet. Just as he was wondering
who these men were, he suddenly heard a strange yet familiar wheezing sound.
His eyes darted around, and he immediately understood: it was the sound of a man and woman making love. This shocked him greatly. The
sound was coming from nearby, and in such a place, surrounded by heavily armed soldiers, how could
someone be so brazenly indulging in debauchery in broad daylight?
Wen Le secretly glanced at Man Feng and saw that she had a serious expression, and her full breasts were heaving violently.
Man Feng then gave Meng Hong a wink. Meng Hong took a few steps forward and roared at a large tree behind the shed
, "How dare you! The lady is here, and you still dare to do such filthy things there!"
The rapid and chaotic panting and moaning immediately stopped. A moment later, with
the clanking of shackles, a burly man with dark skin limped out from behind the tree. Upon seeing Manfeng and the others, he
quickly covered his groin with his shackled hands. However, the sharp-eyed Wenle had already noticed
the thick, erect penis sticking with thick, white fluid. He had indeed been committing illicit acts behind the tree.
Ajun, seeing the burly man, shouted angrily, "Mengchong, you scum! Madam is here, and you dare to be so insolent!"
"Mengchong?" Wenle's mind went blank. "He's Mengchong? Long Kun's brother? Are all these
people Long Kun's men? Have they all become Manfeng's prisoners?" Wenle's mind raced.
He had seen Mengchong's picture in the newspaper, and comparing it to the naked man before him, he vaguely remembered
: it really was him! At this moment, Wenle's legs trembled slightly again.
Manfeng gestured towards the tree, and Ajun walked a few steps behind it, pulling out a woman with a whoosh. The
woman was also completely naked, the only difference being that her hands weren't shackled, only her feet were
chained, but without the two heavy iron balls.
The woman covered her crotch with her hands, but as she took a step, the white reflection of her inner thighs in the sunlight was particularly conspicuous.
Wen Le was wondering who this woman was when she saw her rush to Man Feng's side, kneel down with a thud, and repeatedly
bang her head on the ground while wailing, "Madam... please spare A Jiao... A Jiao knows her sins
... A Jiao can't take it anymore... They're a bunch of beasts, they don't even spare A Jiao while she eats or sleeps...
They don't treat women like human beings... A Jiao is going to be tortured to death... Please have mercy... for A Hong's sake,
let the brothers give A Jiao a bullet... let A Jiao go to see A Hong... Waaah..."
The woman's cries terrified Wen Le. He didn't know who this Ah Jiao was, nor
what grudge Ah Hong had against these two women, but he could imagine
how terrifying it would be for a woman to be left naked among a group of beastly men.
It might really be as she said; if they didn't get her out, she'd be raped to death by these animals in no time.
No wonder she'd rather have Man Feng shoot her. That would be
a hundred times better than suffering among these lustful beasts.
Thinking of this, Wen Le's heart suddenly tightened. Man Feng had just said she wanted to find a different place so he could think things through
. Did she bring him here just to scare him? Would she strip him naked like these beasts and
leave him here to be with them?
Wenle was lost in thought when Manfeng suddenly spoke up: "How dare you face Ahong? I won't execute
you. I'm keeping you here so you can reflect on how to behave.
You're right, Ahong was my colleague, and he died for me. Fine, since you've already learned your lesson
, for Ahong's sake, let's forget about the past. Ajun, go get her some clothes."
"Yes." Ah Jun was prepared. She turned around and took a set of women's clothes from the car. She ordered someone to remove Mrs. Hong's
shackles and helped her put on the clothes quickly.
Mrs. Hong bowed her head and thanked Man Feng profusely. Manfeng said sternly, "Considering you're a police officer
's relative, I won't make things difficult for you. Just tell me where you want to go, and I'll have them escort you out. But remember
, don't talk nonsense outside, especially don't mention me, or you know the consequences."
"No, I'm not leaving. Madam is right. Ah Hong is gone; how can I face
anyone looking like this? I'll stay here, even if it means serving Madam like a slave."
Manfeng paused, then sighed inwardly, "Think it over. You
can leave anytime before sunset, but after sunset, you won't have the chance." She then turned to Ah Jun and said, "If she really
doesn't want to leave, hand her over to Ah Xiang later and let her do some menial work in the mansion."
Before Ah Jun could reply, Manfeng had already turned her gaze to the row of naked men in front of her. After scanning the room
, her gaze fell on a man with shifty eyes: "Ah Jian... I heard you're
very wealthy and generous!"
Ah Jian, who had been subtly hiding behind others, was terrified by Man Feng's words: "Madam... I
'm innocent... How could Ah Jian dare to lie to you..."
"Hmph..." Man Feng sneered, giving a wink to Ah Jun standing beside the jeep.
The soldier with the gun who had been following her immediately strode up to Man Feng, pointed at Ah Jian, and shouted, "Reporting
, Madam, it's this guy. The night before last, he secretly told me that if I helped him escape, he would reward me with 1
million US dollars. He even gave me this address in Denon, saying there was 300,000 as a deposit there..."
Ah Jian's face turned pale at the sight of the soldier, and he trembled like a leaf. Before he could finish speaking... After saying this, he
knelt down with a thud, trembling as he cried out, "Madam... I'm innocent... He's making false accusations... I... I..."
Manfeng ignored Ajian's cries and turned to Ajun, asking, "Have you investigated?"
Ajun nodded, took an inconspicuous little cloth bag from her pocket, and handed it to Manfeng: "This was
found in the place he mentioned, a high-grade diamond, definitely worth the amount he said."
Seeing Manfeng pour a huge loose diamond from the small cloth bag, Ajian immediately deflated. Manfeng
snorted and stared at Ajian's panicked face, saying, "Well, what do you have to say now?"
"Madam, spare me... Madam, spare me... Ajian was confused for a moment... Madam, please have mercy... Ajian
will never dare to do it again... Ajian will atone for his sins..."
A cold glint appeared in Manfeng's eyes: "I let you off the hook in front of the Commander a couple of days ago, and you
think I'm easy to talk to? It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful I am!" "
We dare not... We dare not... Madam, please have mercy..." Before Manfeng finished speaking, the group of naked
people in the open space suddenly knelt down, kowtowing hastily, their resentful gazes shooting towards
Ajian, who was trembling all over.
Manfeng gracefully stepped forward, lifted Ajian's chin with her foot, and sneered, "Since
you want to test my patience, I'll grant your wish. I'd like to see if your stuff is really
as powerful as the legends say..." She then pulled a small, dark green plastic tube from her pocket.
Ajian saw the tube in Manfeng's hand immediately, his face paling, and he twisted backward.
Several burly soldiers rushed forward and pinned him to the ground.
Ajian lay on his back, struggling wildly, screaming hysterically, "Madam, spare me... Ajian
will never dare again... Master Long... Long Kun and the treasure hidden outside... Ajian will offer it all to you, Madam..."
But he was no match for those burly men, and in the blink of an eye, he was firmly pinned down.
Manfeng ignored him, smiled slightly, and turned to Mengchong kneeling on the ground: "Is what he said true?"
Mengchong looked panicked, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded hurriedly: "Yes... Madam."
"Hmm?" Manfeng gave a soft hum, and Mengchong's face changed drastically. He secretly glanced at the
small dark green plastic tube in Manfeng's hand, his face turned pale, and he kept kowtowing while crying: "Mengchong is a bastard...
Mengchong dares not hide anything... Mengchong will tell you everything and offer it to Madam..."
Manfeng smiled slightly and winked at Meng Hong beside her: "Have him write it all down over there."
Two soldiers came up and lifted Mengchong up. Manfeng said to his retreating figure, word by word, "Think it through, write it
all down. If you've missed anything, don't blame me for being impolite."
"Mengchong wouldn't dare... Mengchong wouldn't dare..."
"No... Madam... Madam, please understand... A-Jian knows the most... A-Jian wants to atone for his sins..."
A-Jian lay on the ground, desperately screaming hysterically at Mengchong's retreating figure.
Manfeng sneered, "Hmph, offering an umbrella after the rain, isn't it a bit late?"
"Not late... Not late... Madam, please believe me... What I know is the most complete... I offer it all to Madam
... Madam, please have mercy..."
Manfeng tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said to A-Jian, "Alright, I'll give you a chance..." Saying this, she
nodded towards A-Jun.
A-Jun waved her hand, and several burly men holding A-Jian grabbed his arms and dragged him up, carrying him
to the back of the jeep. A-Jun followed with paper and pen.
Manfeng stopped speaking, put her hands behind her back, and slowly began to pace in front of the group of naked men kneeling on the ground
. The dozen or so burly men kneeling naked under the scorching sun all had their heads bowed, not daring to breathe.
Sweat stains on their greasy backs reflected the sunlight, and upon closer inspection, they were all trembling.
Just as they were about to suffocate with tension, the clanging of chains came from behind the bamboo shed.
Several soldiers brought Mengchong back and forced him into the middle of the large group of naked men.
Meng Hong handed Manfeng a piece of white paper with half-written text. Manfeng took it and slowly read it, occasionally
exchanging a few words with Meng Hong in hushed tones. Just as she finished reading Mengchong's confession, there was movement behind the jeep. Ajun walked
ahead and handed Manfeng a piece of white paper covered in writing. Two soldiers followed behind, dragging Ajian
over and forcing him to kneel at Manfeng's feet.

A-Jian knelt on the ground, desperately raising his head, staring at Manfeng's face with lingering fear, muttering 　　incessantly , "I have the most complete confession... I promise... I've confessed everything... Madam, have mercy... Madam, spare my life
..." Mengchong, kneeling on the other side, also stared nervously at the two sheets of white paper in Manfeng's hand, seemingly awaiting
the judge's verdict.
Manfeng quickly glanced at A-Jian's paper, then picked up Mengchong's confession and read it twice,
a slight smile appearing on her lips. She folded the two sheets of paper and stuffed them into her pocket, then sternly pointed at A-Jian kneeling before her:
"A-Jian, you scum! You're about to die and you still won't be honest!"
Mengchong, kneeling to the side, visibly relaxed. Ah Jian, terrified, cried out, "Madam
... Madam, please see the truth... Ah Jian has spilled everything... I didn't dare hide a single thing... Madam... Madam
..."
Man Feng glared at him, "What are you howling about! I'm not blind. Do you think I can't see through your tricks?
You regret it? Too bad there's no medicine for regret in this world. Now you'll have to pay the price for your improper thoughts."
Before Man Feng finished speaking, Ah Jian let out a wild howl and jumped up. Four burly men nearby immediately rushed
over and quickly knocked him to the ground, pinning him down.
Man Feng smiled coldly, slowly opening her palm to reveal the delicate plastic tube, gently opening it, and
pulling out the glass bottle inside. Ah Jun handed over a piece of white paper. Man Feng carefully opened the bottle cap and gently poured out a
small pinch of golden powder, seemingly talking to herself, "I heard the dosage for an adult man is one gram, this should be about
right..."
Ah Jian lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on Man Feng's movements, still screaming hysterically,
"Madam, spare me... shoot me... this wasn't my idea... Madam, please see the truth..."
Man Feng gracefully squatted down and said coldly, "I don't care whose idea it was, you were the one who tried to escape, weren't you?
Then I'll have to trouble you to test the effects of this stuff." Saying this, she brought the piece of white paper holding the golden powder
to Ah Jian's mouth, looked around at the group of trembling, naked men kneeling around her, and said in a more emphasizing tone, "You
all watch carefully, anyone who dares to have any wicked thoughts will be your example!"
As Man Feng spoke, a muffled groan came from below. It turned out that he had tightly shut his mouth,
resolutely refusing to comply. Two large hands gripped his cheeks tightly, pinching them hard. A-Jian gradually weakened, and his thin
lips slowly parted into a slit. Before he could react, a pair of long, dark-colored pliers were forcefully inserted
between his slightly parted teeth, prying them open sharply. With a scream, A-Jian lost a tooth, his mouth
gaping wide.
Manfeng flicked her wrist, tilting the white paper, and poured the entire pinch of golden powder
into A-Jian's mouth. Then, the pliers were pulled outwards, opening and closing again, clamping A-Jian's lips shut
. A-Jian struggled wildly, his neck stiff, making gurgling noises. The burly men
held his hands and feet firmly. Manfeng straightened up, standing to the side, watching his desperate struggle with interest.
After a short while, A-Jian's gaze faltered, and his struggles gradually weakened. Finally, her limbs
went limp, and she stared blankly at the sky, letting out two strange laughs before ceasing all struggle.
The group of naked men kneeling around her were dumbfounded, kneeling there, too terrified to even breathe.
Wen Le, standing to one side, had already wet himself in fear.
Man Feng casually crumpled the white paper into a ball and tossed it on the ground, then tidied up the glass bottle and plastic tube. She smiled slightly
, gesturing for A Jun to take the terrified Mrs. Hong to the car, before turning to the group of naked
men kneeling in the open space. Glancing at Mrs. Hong's figure disappearing into the carriage, Manfeng said nonchalantly, "What,
you're all resentful, aren't you? You only have this much fun all day, and I've taken it away from you..."
The group of men seemed to have just recovered from their shock, each clutching their groins and shaking their heads repeatedly, "We wouldn't dare...we wouldn't dare
...Madam..."
"Hmph, don't think I don't know your filthy thoughts. Let me tell you, if you work hard and honestly,
I won't treat you unfairly. Considering how hard you've worked clearing mountains and splitting rocks, I won't make things difficult for you..."
Saying this, Manfeng pointed to Wen Le, who was sandwiched between two soldiers, his legs still trembling, "This bastard
is yours. But you better watch out, don't you dare kill or maim him, or you'll be
sorry!"
Hearing Manfeng's words, the group of men, who seemed to have just escaped death, all looked up, a dozen
pairs of wolf-like eyes fixed on Wen Le's thin frame, and then one by one revealed a greedy
smile.
"Oh my god... Madam... Madam, please spare me... Please don't leave me among this herd of livestock... Wenle
knows his crime... I remember everything... Madam, please spare me..."
Manfeng smiled coldly, waved her hand without a word, and turned to walk towards the car. Behind her, a dozen hairy,
veiny hands had already pressed Wenle to the ground, his clothes being torn to shreds in an instant.
Wenle screamed like a banshee, his pale, thin body rolling desperately on the ground. Two soldiers went over, and
with the help of several burly men, untied the ropes binding Wenle, and jingled heavy
shackles onto his limbs, attaching iron balls to them.
With a roar of the engine, the jeep carrying Manfeng and the others sped away.
(To be continued)

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