[The End of the Wrong Desire]

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When Wen Lei returned to her residence, it

was already 1:30 AM.

Opening the door was difficult; even getting the key was a struggle. Her right arm was throbbing with pain; she wasn't sure if it was broken, but
it didn't appear swollen, and she could still move it with some difficulty. She also had bruises all over her body.
She had been sweating profusely in pain in her partner's car, having just experienced a serious traffic accident.

Although she had received training in this area, and although this wasn't her first time staging a fatal accident, the accident was
real—a rollover and someone being run over were real. She was, after all, flesh and blood; the accident didn't treat her any differently just because she was the one
who caused it . In the instant she was in the driver's seat, everything was thrown into the air.
Under that immense force, despite her preparations, she was like a puppet, powerless to control her own body.

The only consolation was that the target had been successfully eliminated, and she had arranged a scapegoat in the car,
allowing her to escape before being exposed.

She was certain she hadn't left any clues or witnesses, so the police couldn't trace her. They
would simply assume the scapegoat they'd arranged was the perpetrator—who was indeed the driver of the truck,
but the dead can't speak. The dump truck also lacked proper documentation and had a staggering record of traffic violations. In this
city, accidents involving dump trucks violating traffic rules were common, resulting in fatalities every few days.

Besides, even if suspicion arose, she was ready to leave immediately.

Her principle was that if she participated in an operation that could result in death, she had to leave quickly, just in
case . Her identity documents were meticulously forged; even if the police did trace her,
she would already be far away, far away from the country. She didn't believe the Chinese police could see through her disguise
as a professional spy.

After that, her partner would have to fight alone in the city, but she figured it wouldn't be a problem,
as he was capable of succeeding on his own once the main obstacles were cleared. She had
worked with him several times before and knew his abilities.

Moreover, her main task was already completed. She was paid for what she was paid for; although they were partners,
their relationship was essentially one of doing what she was paid to do. If her value to him ended there, then her presence here
would be superfluous.

To be honest, she hadn't expected to have this opportunity to appear. This target seemed extraordinary, capable of making even seasoned veterans
suffer. When she first met him, she hadn't realized it; she only thought he was a lecherous
scoundrel who would deny everything after the fact. It was surprising that he had repeatedly escaped Lin Zhengnan's clutches, but ultimately, she had brought him to his
end .

It seemed fate had decreed that she was his nemesis.

She would go to the hospital tomorrow; if the bones were fine, she would pack up and leave that day.

She opened the door and carefully checked the safety pin mechanism; it was still in place. This had become
a habit —better safe than sorry. People in their line of work made too many enemies; who knew when they might
come knocking?

She changed her clothes and began packing her belongings. Since she was leaving anyway, some things
needed to be disposed of quickly; anything that might expose clues couldn't be left behind. She deleted all the text messages and phone
contacts . Everything that could prove her connection to Lin Zhengnan had to disappear, so she finally
broke the SIM card.

Having prepared in advance, she finished quickly.

She checked again to make sure nothing was missing. Then she took off her clothes to take a shower.

She had several bruises on her body from the car accident, and they really hurt. When she took off her vest while holding her phone
, the sudden movement aggravated the pain, and the phone slipped from her hand. She frantically tried to catch it, but it fell
into the bathtub. She frantically retrieved it, but it was ruined.

Feeling incredibly unlucky, she threw it in the trash can, losing all interest in showering and quickly rinsing herself off.
She sat on the sofa wrapped in a towel, took out some medicated wine, and began applying and rubbing it on, wincing in pain. Her previously dry
body was now covered in sweat again.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Who could it be in the middle of the night?! Wen Lei almost instinctively became alert. Too much had happened tonight
, and she almost instinctively felt the visitor meant trouble.

She remained silent; the lights hadn't been turned off, and she could see them from downstairs. Perhaps the visitor already knew someone was in the house?

Would pretending to be asleep make them leave?

But the knocking continued, urgent and frantic. Wen Lei had no idea who it was, so she
quietly went to the door and peeked through the peephole. What she saw made her blood freeze;
she stood there for two seconds, her mind blank.

Guo Nan!? That kid wasn't dead!?

How did he get here? Was he following me? Did he see me!?

Wen Lei's first reaction was, "You can't kill a snake without getting bitten." She hadn't been able to kill Guo Nan, and now this kid had come
knocking !

No! She had to notify Lin Zhengnan immediately! She instinctively reached for her phone, then remembered it was broken
. There was a spare phone in the drawer, but it didn't have a SIM card; she had just destroyed it herself.
Since was a temporary shelter, the landlord had removed the landline and hadn't considered installing a new one.

He couldn't contact anyone.

Damn! No way…

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Guo Nan knocked on the door, his heart pounding with anxiety.

Those two bastards in the truck were definitely meat patties. He'd expected Lin Zhengnan to kill, but he never
imagined he'd actually have the ability to orchestrate such a massive accident.

He'd been so close, so incredibly close.

In fact, the instant the truck overturned, he had no confidence he could open the door and roll out in time; it was all
down to luck. Just as he lunged forward, he could feel the crushing weight slamming onto
his shoes—the terrifying feeling was indescribable; he'd definitely have nightmares about it.

But he really escaped! He wasn't hit! He really wasn't hit!

After that, he used every trick in the book to avoid any potential witnesses, trying to escape as quickly as possible…
He was far from the accident scene. Luckily, it was the middle of the night, there were few people on the road, and the darkness provided excellent cover;
he had narrowly escaped death.

But where to go next? After much thought, Guo Nan realized that Wen Lei was the first person he thought of.

He couldn't go home; Luo Lan might have completely sided with her lover, Lin Zhengnan, and the tracking
device she'd placed on him was evidence. Adulterers conspiring to murder their husband? Did they think he was some kind of hapless fool? He was a
hero , and he'd get his revenge sooner or later!

He hadn't told anyone about Wen Lei's affair; even if Lin Zhengnan was powerful, he couldn't possibly know. Besides, he
probably thought he was also crushed in that car.

To be on the safe side, he should go find Wen Lei.

He'd dumped her so decisively back then, and now they were enemies; he wondered if she would still have
any feelings for him. That woman wasn't one to be trifled with; she was trying to blackmail people by using her pregnancy. The thought of going to see her made Guo Nan a little
nervous, but she was the safest option right now.

Finally, she arrived at her house, on the first floor. There were lights on, so she must be home, but no one answered the doorbell after ringing it for ages.

She felt like she'd seen her through the peephole, but she just wouldn't open the door, clearly still angry. She had no
choice but to keep ringing.

Finally, the door opened, but only a crack. It was chained shut behind it, revealing half a face. Guo Nan felt that
Wen Lei's expression was like she'd seen a ghost—very unnatural, full of hostility and suspicion, and something else entirely.
In short, it was similar to how she felt looking at Lin Zhengnan.

"What are you doing? In the middle of the night!"

"Is anyone home?"

"What the hell do you care if I'm home or not? What are you doing?"

"Let me in first. Wenlei, let me in first."

"Get out! If you don't, I'll call the police!"

"No! I beg you, I'm in some trouble right now, can you let me in first?"

"We have nothing to do with each other now! Why are you here looking for me? Get out of here!"

"I really... okay, okay, I'm sorry for what I did to you before, I'm a bastard! I'm not human! Please, I
really have something to do right now! As for others, I... I can only beg you now! I beg you, can you let me in?"

Guo Nan was really going all out, and after saying that, he knelt down. He would eat dog shit if he had to.

This kneeling was indeed very effective. The door finally opened, and Guo Nan slipped inside...

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Lin Zhengnan sat in the car, watching the target car enter the courtyard of the funeral home, and then seeing that the signal source on the GPS
had moved to the same place, he finally felt completely relieved.

Technology doesn't lie; Guo Nan is finally dead.

The human remains the police found in the wrecked car likely contained parts of him.
Even though he's dead, as long as the hair remains, the signal will continue to be emitted, unnoticed by others—that's
the beauty of high technology. Unless cremated, he can always receive the signal.

Earlier, because the police had cordoned off the area, the crowd of onlookers had grown, preventing him from
getting too close to see if the body was Guo Nan. However, from the onlookers, he learned that everything had turned to
mush, the bones shattered, and only the feet were recognizable because of the shoes. The body was unrecognizable
; head and face were indistinguishable, and even up close wouldn't be enough to identify it.

However, he could confirm one of the bodies was Guo Nan through the tracker signal.

To be safe, he even drove after the hearse that came to collect the body, and
the signal source was indeed moving along that route, indicating that Guo Nan's body was indeed moving.

That's it, I finally succeeded. Guo Nan took up my entire day,
but he still couldn't escape my grasp.

Now, it's time to go home.

Wen Lei is probably packing her bags; she won't be in this city tomorrow, I should cut off contact with her
. Her job is done.

After killing someone, there's always an inexplicable sense of excitement, I wonder if it's the adrenaline. Right now ,
I just want to find a woman to release my pent-up desires.

But I'm a professional, this isn't the time to indulge my desires without restraint. I need to
hurry back to my place and check if they left any traces inside. If so
, I need to clean it up immediately, as if they never existed.

After all, these are lives lost, I can't be careless. I've been careless enough today.

Before that, there's something else. He took out his phone and sent Le Ying a coded text message.

The call came back quickly; the background noise was a bit loud, it didn't sound like she was at home.

"Hello, is it a good time to talk?"

"Go ahead."

"It's a bit noisy over there, where are you?"

"Out with friends, let's talk." Le Ying's tone on the phone sounded a little impatient.
It was already past midnight, but she still seemed very energetic. Judging from the loud music and dance music, she was probably having
a great time at some nightclub. Lin Zhengnan knew that this woman was just a night owl. On the surface, she seemed infatuated with him,
but in reality, she was just playing around.

"It's all settled."

"Settled? You've settled things with him?"

"You'll never see him again."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm absolutely sure, I confirmed it with my own eyes."

"Okay, make sure you find that video he mentioned. We can't leave any loose ends."

"I know, then please take care of my affairs, sister."

"Don't worry, don't you know how I handle things? Come find me after you're done, let's have some fun.
We haven't gone on a date for over a week, I've missed you."

"Business comes first, I miss you too." After saying that, Lin Zhengnan hung up the phone.

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Wen Lei looked at Guo Nan, who was sitting on the sofa, fidgeting restlessly, and felt that he wasn't faking it.

This truly seemed like fate. Wen Lei had never believed in such vague and ethereal notions of destiny, but now she truly felt...
This coincidence is terrifyingly coincidental. Today, I'm determined to kill you.

But this kid is incredibly lucky. How did he escape a car accident? Judging from his current condition, he
doesn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries. It's unbelievable. It seems he realized someone was chasing him, but
he still came to me for help. What can I say? He's courting death.

This means he doesn't know that the person in front of him is the real assassin. But now I can't notify Lin Zhengnan, and I can't find an excuse to leave. I don't have any suitable tools

to kill him on my own . As a woman, I'm no match for him in terms of strength, and considering he 's escaped being chased all day, he's probably quite skilled. 　　And where's his hair? Did he notice something? That seems unbelievable. How could an ordinary person notice something? No wonder Lin Zhengnan misjudged; did he leave his hair in the car? 　　I must get rid of him quickly! 　　What to do? What to do? 　　"Wenlei, I'm so sorry! I'm not human! But you're the only one I can trust now! My wife and someone else are trying to kill me! I almost got run over by a car just now! Really! I'm not lying to you! You have to believe me!" 　　"Then why didn't you call the police? Call the police now!" 　　"I... I don't have any evidence! This is too complicated to explain in a short time. I'll just stay here for a while and then leave, really!" 　　"What? Are there people chasing you outside?" 　　"Yes, there are people chasing me. But they don't know I'm still alive, they think I'm dead." 　　"Who is chasing you?" 　　"My wife is having an affair, I didn't even know I was being cuckolded. Now they want to kill me, I'll fucking kill them. Just wait and see who kills whom!" 　　"Who? Stop talking about death all the time! Can't you call the police? This isn't , there's no place for reason anymore! How do you know without evidence?" 　　"I have evidence... never mind, it's the same as not having any. Anyway, I can't call the police." 　　"Who is that guy?" 　　"A damn foreigner, from South Korea! One of the guys at my client's company. They've been together for who knows how long, and I've been completely in the dark. Now they're trying to kill me!" 　　"Are you sure? Are you sure they want to kill you?" 　　"That guy first tried to shoot me! Then he tried to run me over with his car! Just now, a huge dump truck almost crushed me to pieces, and he orchestrated it!" 　　"A gun? He has a gun? You should call the police!" 　　"I... I can't call the police! Don't call the police! That guy isn't ordinary; you probably won't find any evidence. He's supposedly a former special agent or special forces member in the South Korean army, experienced combat in Korea, and has more than one life on his hands . That guy is absolutely cunning; he put a tracking device in my hair! Can you believe how terrifying that is! Putting it in my hair! He conspired with my wife to put it in my hair! If it weren't for me..." 　　"A tracker? On your hair?!" Wen Lei's expression changed slightly. How did this guy know ? "You shaved your head because of this?" " 　　Yeah, otherwise this kid would always know I'm still alive!" 　　"You...you're not crazy, are you? A tracker on your hair? How did you get it? Did you stick it on with tape ?" 　　"I'd be damned if I lied! Those trackers are from overseas, high-tech gadgets, as tiny as hairspray, practically invisible to the naked eye. Once it's on your hair, you can't get it off, not even with water, unless you shave it off, burn it, or smear it with mud." 　　"Really? 007? How did you know that?" 　　"I...I just know. You don't need to know how I know." 　　"Give me a break. You come here in the middle of the night, yelling and threatening, saying this person will kill you, that person will kill someone else! And you didn't tell me anything! If you don't explain yourself, I'm calling the police right now! Or you can get lost! I don't want to end up in jail for no reason." 　　"Ugh...why don't you believe me?" 　　"Why should I believe you! You dumped me so easily! Now you're here playing the victim ?" 　　"I... you started it..." Guo Nan almost blurted out, but quickly swallowed his words. 　　"What about me?" Wen Lei's eyebrows shot up. " 　　Nothing, nothing, I'm just being a jerk, okay? I'm a fucking jerk, okay?" 　　"Get out of here! Whether you live or die is none of my business!" Wen Lei came over and tried to grab his clothes. 　　"Hey... how can you turn on me like that? What are you doing? Don't pull me!" Guo Nan lay on the sofa , unable to get an erection. Wen Lei couldn't pull him, so she pretended to shout. 　　"Okay, okay... don't shout. I told you to keep it a secret. Really! You promise to keep it a secret." 　　"Why are you acting like a fussman? Tell me!" 　　"I used to work in confidentiality, you understand?" Guo Nan regretted saying it as soon as it left his mouth. 　　"Confidentiality work... what? What does that mean? What unit? I've never heard of it." Wen Lei looked completely confused. 　　"Have you ever heard of 'secrecy work'? I'm a civil servant, you should understand now. Telling you this is already a disciplinary violation." 　　"You're a civil servant, what secrets are you keeping? You…" Wen Lei suddenly realized, "You weren't a policeman, were you…?" 　　"You can think of it that way," Guo Nan said ambiguously. 　　"No…you…are not a policeman. Secrecy work…you…National Security?" 　　"Yes." Guo Nan gave a weak snort. If he hadn't been pushed to this point, he really wouldn't have wanted to expose his past. As someone who had silently dedicated himself to the nation's covert front, he had sworn an oath before the Party and the national flag, vowing never to reveal his true identity, not even to his family. Although he had left his unit many years ago, and was no longer qualified as a national security officer, a Communist Party member , or even a law-abiding citizen, he had always upheld his oath, until now .

"National Security...you really...you're kidding, right?...You really are from National Security? Which National Security?"

"Which National Security? Anyway, not Beijing National Security." Guo Nan rolled his eyes at her, annoyed.

"National Security Bureau? You used to be a special agent? A spy?"

"You could say that. I can't say anything else."

Wen Lei looked at him, speechless for two or three minutes, her expression revealing undisguised shock and complexity.
Guo Nan could tell it wasn't an act. She genuinely believed him! Perhaps
the difference between himself and her imagined image of a spy was too great, making it hard for her to process.

Indeed, modern Hollywood spy movies have exaggerated the spy profession too much. They portray spies as either 007—
handsome cars, beautiful women, and suave charmers, wielding all sorts of high-tech weapons with ease—or
Jason Bourne unpredictable, capable of taking on ten men single-handedly, taking the head of a general from a vast army with ease—or
Tom Cruise from Mission: Impossible—versatile, capable of anything.

The contrast between my own image and these people is too great, but that's reality, and reality is always cruel.
Those handsome guys in movies can never be excellent spies. Because they're too handsome, and handsome people are always
the center of attention, which is a major taboo for spies. Spies wish everyone would treat them like they're invisible.

Even someone like Arnold Schwarzenegger from *True Lies* wouldn't work; his muscles would make him a prime target
. When infiltrating enemy territory, physical strength is usually seen as
a threat ; a slender person is always easier to infiltrate than a strong man.

During their training, they practiced hand-to-hand combat, but bodybuilding was strictly prohibited. They relied on skill
and tools to subdue people, not brute force, and its use was strictly forbidden during missions, even if captured.
Usually, the need to use such techniques meant immediate withdrawal after the mission was over, never to return.

Thinking back to their former colleagues, none of them were particularly handsome; they were all ordinary people.
Not particularly handsome or ugly, easily overlooked at first glance, and not memorable afterwards. He thought
he was definitely the most handsome among his colleagues back then.

"You...you're kidding, right? You really think I'm a kid? A spy? With your looks? Are you drunk?
Are you even mentally sound?"

"I told you, but you wouldn't believe me. I might as well not say anything."

"How can I believe someone like you? In movies..."

"Movies are all lies, I never watch them."

"Then...what are you planning to do?"

"I want to stay here for the night. Don't worry, no one will follow me. I'll leave at dawn.
I won't bother you again after that. Do you have anything to eat?"

"Okay, I'll go look. I don't have much in my fridge; I usually eat out." Wen Lei opened
the fridge door. Guo Nan sat on the sofa, his tense mood temporarily relaxed, but suddenly his heart raced, and then
he couldn't help but feel nauseous. It was a physiological reaction to the tension and fear of the day. He rushed to the bathroom. He

lifted the toilet seat, but nothing came out for a long time.

Then she noticed the trash bag at her feet…

Wen Lei quietly opened the door. Although Guo Nan didn't suspect her, she didn't want to take the risk. She hadn't
expected this guy to be a former special agent like them. No wonder her assassination attempts today had failed; she had underestimated him
. She had to inform Lin Zhengnan of this situation. She instinctively didn't want to be alone in the same room with Guo Nan.

But that would expose her—was it worth it?

Just as Guo Nan said, he would leave at dawn, and she would be uninvolved. Anyway,
she already had the money; informing Lin Zhengnan later wouldn't matter. Their partnership was mainly
based .

Besides, some of the things she had packed were still in the room waiting to be disposed of; some of them had to
be eliminated .

Guo Nan's timing was

terrible. Those things… oh!? Oh no! The trash bag in the bathroom! Lin Zhengnan's cigarette pack was in it!
Would Guo Nan see it? The whole house was cleaned up, except for the bathroom! An ordinary person might
not care. But someone who had been a spy would definitely have a dangerous association.

No room for wishful thinking; they could only assume Guo Nan had seen it before! Wen Lei made a decision instantly…

in the bathroom.

What was this? Guo Nan looked at the contents of the transparent garbage bag, feeling a chill run down his spine and cold sweat break out on his back.

It wasn't a special black garbage bag, but an ordinary transparent plastic bag. This allowed him to clearly see the cigarette pack
inside —the same kind of cigarettes Lin Zhengnan smoked once before.

How could it be here?!

Almost instantly, he made a terrifying connection. It couldn't be a coincidence! Could
it have been ?

Then he heard the door close and hurried footsteps.

Damn it! He had been careless!

He rushed out of the house, but the woman was incredibly fast, disappearing from the building entrance in the blink of an eye. Guo Nan seemed
to see a figure flashing in the darkness, but just as he rushed out of the building entrance, he tripped and fell flat on his face.
He made a protective movement when he fell, rolled over to get up, and hit his chin on the concrete, leaving a
bloody mark.

He turned around and kicked at nothing, then Wen Lei appeared behind him like a ghost, raising a brick to strike.
Although Guo Nan ducked in time, he was still hit.

The blow made Guo Nan see stars. He swung his arm with all his might, sending Wen Lei flying
three or four , knocking over a row of bicycles. When he finally managed to stand up, clutching the back of his head and still feeling dizzy, Wen Lei
was gone again.

Where did she go? He didn't know how badly he had been injured on the back of his head, but he was clearly bleeding.

Damn it! She must have gone to find Lin Zhengnan. He couldn't let her get away!

He was extremely dizzy, gritting his teeth in pain, and slightly losing his balance.
He staggered towards the fallen bicycles, but suddenly saw another person appear on the other side.

"Guo Nan? What's wrong with you? Who is this woman?"

Ma Yuanbo emerged from the darkness, dragging the unconscious Wen Lei by the collar with one hand, like dragging a dead dog.
The stun gun in his other hand was still crackling with bright blue electric arcs.

Finally seeing her family… Guo Nan collapsed to the ground.

Twenty minutes later, in a room on the fourth floor of the training building behind the district court compound.

Inside, Ma Yuanbo rummaged through Wen Lei's belongings, clicking his tongue.

"Okay, quite professional, this is chloroquine, right? Are you a professional assassin or a secret agent? Tell me, there's no point in holding back
now . We already know you're in cahoots with Lin Zhengnan."

"Will you spare me if I tell the truth?"

"Why are you chickening out now? Weren't you quite the troublemaker just now?" "

I'm just Lin Zhengnan's hired partner. I cooperate with him for money; I'm not going to risk my life for him
. Even if you hadn't come, I was planning to disappear. Lin Zhengnan informed me that my job was over."

"What job?"

"My job is to seduce you. I have no personal grudges against you; it's all work."

Guo Nan and Ma Yuanbo exchanged a glance; it seemed this woman was indeed no ordinary person. After being captured, she didn't resist aggressively
but instead adopted a cooperative stance, a tactic they were familiar with. It seemed this woman had indeed received professional
training .

"If you choose to cooperate, then things will be easier. We used to be in the same line of work, but unlike you,
we don't have lives on our hands. Besides, we're both law-abiding citizens now, with families and businesses. My
main target is Lin Zhengnan. If you cooperate, I have no reason to make things difficult for you."

Guo Nan's head was wrapped in white gauze, and she looked ready to fight, as if she might jump up and start a brawl at any moment.
Yet, her tone was surprisingly calm, which was precisely what made it so chilling.

"But you'd better be a little self-aware and not let us know you're lying. We've all been through this before
, we know how to lie. If you try to fool me with those tricks for laymen, I'll put you on waterboarding
and make sure you drown silently and painfully."

"Shouting here won't do any good, you can shout all you want," Ma Yuanbo interjected, then suddenly
shouted a few times, and the surroundings were completely silent, not even a dog barked.

"I understand, I will cooperate. What do you want to know?"

"What is Lin Zhengnan's true identity? What is his background?"

"He's an industrial spy, working for EMC from the beginning. He came to S City this time specifically for
the cooperation project between Zhixin and AVIC. EMC is facing financial problems, and Goldman Sachs Taiwan is preparing to acquire
them ; the two sides are currently negotiating investment terms. However, Goldman Sachs is demanding that EMC obtain the guidance technology developed by Zhixin,
which is actually a AVIC project, primarily for military applications. Without this, Goldman Sachs
might not invest."

I understand. He really is an industrial spy. Goldman Sachs has a history of using industrial spies in business warfare,
causing a huge international uproar. Sure enough, they're using the same old tricks again. But industrial spies don't resort to violence.

"He's an industrial spy? How could an industrial spy kill people?"

"This guy is ruthless, and working for EMC is just his current job. He's
done other jobs before; he's basically a mercenary. This involves billions of dollars in investment; he
would . He's killed people in previous jobs and never been caught by the police."

"Why is he targeting me?"

"He said you're key. If you don't get past him, you won't even get close to the project team. So he
had me seduce you, and then I faked a pregnancy to get you to meet him. He wanted to use me to
contact you and try to bribe you."

"I see. No wonder you suddenly said you were pregnant. He didn't expect me to be infertile, so his
plan backfired." Honestly, that was a really insidious move. If I hadn't happened to know I couldn't get
a woman pregnant, I might have met him under different circumstances. In that unguarded situation,
without any personal grudges, my impression of him wouldn't have been too bad, and I considered him the most likely
candidate to win.

This was entirely his own doing.

"Yes, later he tried to use your wife to get close to you. He knew your wife dealt in art, so he somehow
got hold of a painting, and then..."

"He slept with my wife, didn't he?"

"That's his usual tactic. Controlling your woman is like controlling half of you. He was just
using your wife; his ultimate goal was still you."

"But he failed again, so he decided to use extreme measures to make me, this obstacle, disappear."

Thinking about this, I really felt it was fate. He wanted to use the painting to get close to Roland, and then get close to me. But he
didn't expect my other identity to be a thief, and he accidentally discovered that he was cheating on me.
As it led to us becoming complete enemies.

Actually, if he had just done nothing and waited quietly from the beginning, everything would have been fine. The more proactive he was,
the more it proved to be superfluous, making things worse.

"Who put the tracker on me? It's on my hair. Was it you?" "It was me.

I took the opportunity to put it on your hair in the car that day."

It really was her. Guo Nan was so angry that her teeth itched. He had truly overlooked Wen Lei; it was a
blind spot. Ever since discovering Luo Lan's infidelity, he had assumed Luo Lan was Lin Zhengnan's accomplice. The scuffle in the car
that day was over and done with; he hadn't even considered that possibility.

"Is that painting real or fake?"

"I don't know, but Lin Zhengnan made it in two days. Do you think it's real or fake?"

Damn it… Guo Nan felt his heart sink to the bottom. Ma Yuanbo gave Guo
Nan a strange look, seemingly lost in thought, lit a cigarette, and continued asking.

"Who else? Besides the two of you?"

"No, as far as I know, it's just the two of us, no one else."

"No one? Roland wasn't involved?"

"Lin Zhengnan was just using Roland; she knew nothing from beginning to end. Unlike us, she wasn't trained
. Lin Zhengnan is extremely opposed to outsiders getting involved in missions. Women are just tools to her; Roland doesn't even
have any value for blackmail."

"Oh? So you mean there was someone he could blackmail? Was it Yue Ying?"

"Yes, Yue Ying is much more important to him than Roland. He secretly filmed every time he slept with Yue Ying."
"Just in case, if Yue Ying becomes an obstacle, this is his trump card."

"You know quite a lot, I bet you have these videos."

"What makes you so sure I have them?"

"Judging from your description of Lin Zhengnan, assuming you're not lying. If my partner were
someone as ruthless and selfish as Lin Zhengnan, I would definitely have something to hold back too. Here's the deal, give us the videos, and we
can spare you this time. After you leave, never come back, or I'll definitely cripple you."

The screen on the laptop showed Lin Zhengnan and Yue Ying entangled in a lewd act, engaging in frenzied intercourse.
Lin Zhengnan had clearly planned this; the angle was perfectly adjusted to clearly show Yue Ying's distorted face in ecstasy, but
not Lin Zhengnan's face. Yue Ying's long legs, clad in black stockings and high heels, were tightly wrapped around the man's muscular
waist and hips. The man pressed down on the mature woman's body, spreading her lewd, open-crotch black-stockinged thighs, and pounded into her white buttocks
like a tamper.

The sounds were clearly audible; Le Ying's wanton moans were unrestrained, the forty-something woman behaving like
a high school student .

"I only have this much to say, can you let me go now?"

"I was lying to you." Ma Yuanbo sneered at Wen Lei's terrified face. Behind her, Guo Nan
expressionlessly poured galena onto a towel…

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Under a sky full of stars, Guo Nan and Ma Yuanbo sat in the car smoking. It had been a long, long time since they felt this way.
This feeling, full of pressure and lurking danger, also brought them a long-lost tension and excitement.
Faced with this complex and dangerous situation, they seemed to know naturally what to do.

It was like the feeling of never forgetting a bicycle after learning to ride one.

"Is Yang Wenbo really dead?" Ma Yuanbo smoked, glancing sideways at Guo Nan.

"Dead. The scene has been cleaned up." Guo Nan had no need to hide anything now and told him everything. He
was mentally prepared for Ma Yuanbo to turn against him.

Ma Yuanbo's expression was as if he wanted to punch him, a look of utter disappointment on his face. He glared at him for a long
time.

"Have you no backbone at all? Stealing? When did you become like this? Do I need someone to
tell me this? For a woman? For money? Does she even deserve you now? Have you forgotten what we learned?
Women who are vain are just objects to be conquered and used!"

"She's not that kind of person. I... I'm just insecure. I feel like I've wronged her, so I used
this method to escape. You understood just now, she didn't betray me. She was just deceived by Lin Zhengnan."

"Is that so? But don't forget that it's you who's responsible for someone's death now, not her."

"...I trust my judgment when it comes to women. She'll be on my side when it matters."

"You're truly hopeless." Ma Yuanbo's face was extremely ugly, his eyes looking at him like he was a
fool . "What about Yang Wenbo's body? What are you planning to do? Do you really want to do what you just said?"

"My plan... I'll definitely kill him."

"Then you handle your side. I'll take care of Le Ying's side. Remember, don't put all your eggs in one basket with Luo Lan
. After all, she had an affair with Lin Zhengnan. It's hard to say whether she was deceived or willing. If her relationship with
Lin Zhengnan goes beyond your expectations, you'll be in danger."

"That just means I have no eye for people. I deserve to be deceived. It's no wonder I died."

"Hmph, if you die, don't expect me to collect your body."

"Someone will collect my body. I don't need your help. Take me to the shooting range later."

"Got it."

"What about the one in the trunk?" Guo Nan tilted his chin back.

"Give her a way out. She definitely won't dare to stay here any longer. I'm sure
the first thing she'll do when she wakes up is head straight for the train station, as far away as possible." Ma Yuanbo got out of the car and opened the trunk.
Wen Lei, who had been drugged with chloroquine, was bound hand and foot and stuffed inside.

"She almost killed me." Guo Nan glanced at Ma Yuanbo.

"I almost killed you too." Ma Yuanbo rolled his eyes at him, annoyed. "Anyway, don't expect me
to kill anyone. I want to be a law-abiding citizen. The more people you kill, the more bodies you have to deal with. Are you going to take responsibility
? If you want to take responsibility, do it yourself. Don't do it in my car."

"Just kidding, come and lend a hand." ...

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In a private room in Zilong City, a voluptuous and mature middle-aged noblewoman lay on her back on a large coffee table with her legs wide open, wearing black open-crotch stockings and
high . A young and handsome blond man, who looked like a K-pop idol, was on top of her
, thrusting his hips. The woman's round, plump buttocks kept rising and falling to meet the young man's vigorous thrusting.

"Oh...ah...oh...ah ah...gently...ah..."

"Hoo...slut...louder...is it good...hoo...open your legs wider!"

The wanton moans stimulated the man's lust, and the woman's hands kneaded the beautiful woman's violently shaking, full
breasts . Strands of lustful fluid slid down her voluptuous buttocks and onto the coffee table, soaking a large area, silently
telling the story of the intensity of their intercourse. Le Ying felt like she was about to float to heaven, her mind blank, only able to respond to the man's shouts in response

to her intense desire . 　　"Good..." 　　"Hoo...louder..." 　　"...Good...so good...ah..." 　　"What's good?" 　　The young man deliberately stimulated her sense of shame, arousing the beautiful woman who was already on the verge of orgasm even more . 　　"Being...being fucked by you...is good...ah..." 　　"Call me stallion husband..." The man increased his strength, thrusting hard. 　　"Husband...ah...you're fucking me to death...I'm going to die...ah...I'm dying...I'm dying ..." 　　Another climax caused her to desperately entwine her black-stockinged legs around the man's waist, as if wanting to swallow him whole to fill the copious amounts of fluid she had lost during her orgasm. 　　The young man satisfiedly enjoyed the gripping sensation of the beautiful woman's vagina, proof that he had completely conquered the wife beneath him.

This was also the clarion call for the next offensive.

As the most popular male escort in Zilong City, he had already experienced far too many middle-aged, slutty, mature women.
He vaguely knew who Le Ying was, but not very clearly, and in fact, he didn't care. To him, all the women who came to him
were the same—they all had lonely, lustful hearts and plenty of money; they were just his ATMs.

Moreover, Yang Wenbo was not someone he could refuse; even his boss didn't dare to mess with him. In the male escort business,
without someone protecting you, you never know when you might lose your limbs. He wanted him to seduce Le Ying, so he dared not
refuse.

However, he had never seen a mature, elegant woman as beautiful and charming as Le Ying before; the others were all rather
ordinary-looking older women. He would never let go of such a rich and beautiful woman before he had squeezed her dry
. Perhaps this was his shortcut to success, so he was determined to completely conquer her and make her
forever submit to his penis.

Feeling the trembling of Le Ying's vaginal walls slow down, he showed no pity as he flipped the beautiful woman's body over.
Le Ying, weak and sore, slumped forward, her upper body arching onto the coffee table, leaving only her high, protruding
buttocks .

The young man's eyes burned as he gazed at her plump, round buttocks, reaching out to grasp them and spread them
apart , revealing a deep cleft.

The cleft glistened with moisture, and her dark purple anus contracted and relaxed, shyly welcoming the man's lewd gaze.
Below that was the woman's ravaged vulva. The young gigolo was a seasoned veteran; he loved
viewing women's genitals in this position.

Because Le Ying was a voluptuous woman, even her pubic area was full. In this position, Le Ying's
entire vulva resembled a protruding bun, the two wet, thick labia and the slightly
disheveled pubic hair made her lower body appear even more erotic, directly stimulating the young man's most primal desires.

Holding his enormous, impressively sized penis in his hand, the young man buried it deep in the woman's buttocks, thrusting it between her stockings and flesh
with the lubrication of her vaginal fluids.

"Mmm..."

Le Ying gasped and moaned, feeling the heat emanating from his penis. Her recent orgasm seemed to have given rise to
new desires. He was indeed a professional gigolo; he understood women very well and knew how to manipulate her body. So,
after their first encounter at the nightclub, there was quickly a second, a third, and a fourth time... Le Ying
finally completely opened her body to him, accepting his wanton manipulation.

After all, she was paying for high-quality sex; this was no big deal. Le Ying had been with
many men, but the pleasure this young man brought her in sex was the only one comparable to Lin Zheng Nan's.

"Sister Ying, your ass is so fat. Let me take off the condom. I really want to ejaculate inside your uterus. I really
want my sperm to taint your vagina with my genes."

The young man whispered in her ear, slapping Roland's tight stockings as he spoke.
The undulating buttocks made him even more smug, and his penis slid faster and faster.

"...Ah...you...what nonsense are you talking about...isn't it dirty..."

The young gigolo's unrestrained words made Le Ying both shy and excited. This boy was practically a carbon copy of
Lin Zhengnan . When Lin Zhengnan was with her, he especially liked to use very vulgar and lewd
words and deeds to deliberately stimulate her sense of shame, making her seem like a different person. The noble and elegant rich
lady seemed to be just a beautiful female beast in heat for mating desires.

Just like now, although the young man's words made her feel ashamed, her buttocks still couldn't help but twitch,
and her lower body secreted more lustful fluid.

"Hehe, I'm perfectly clean. Do you know why I'm called a stallion? Because I love riding mares. You
're the most beautiful and strongest mare, in heat, sticking your ass out and waiting to be bred... Oh..."

With a gasp, Yue Ying felt the man's full weight press down on her buttocks again. Her body was violently slammed forward by
the man , the huge penis completely penetrating and filling her body, the hot, full feeling and pleasure hitting
her heart.

The panting in the room became more intense again, the two naked bodies intertwined, and
they began to bounce wildly again...

When Ma Yuanbo arrived in Zilong City, it was almost 2:30 AM.

In the nightclub, the rhythm of the frenzied South Korean pop music made people's adrenaline surge, the DJ shouted loudly, and
the dirty jokes came one after another. The dance floor was full of handsome men and beautiful women dancing.

Even in the early morning, the place was bustling with activity.

Don't these people sleep? Ma Yuanbo couldn't understand this phenomenon.

"What's wrong? Let's talk here."

Le Ying leaned back on the sofa, surrounded by three handsome young men who looked like K-pop idols
. Several women were also nearby, laughing and talking loudly, completely ignoring Ma
Yuanbo who stood respectfully before them.

"Sister Ying, it's a bit inconvenient, let's talk outside."

"What's inconvenient about it? If you don't want to talk, then get out!" Le Ying was incredibly domineering. She had
enjoyed the service from the young man, and the good news from Lin Zhengnan had put her in a good mood. She had drunk a little too much, and her drunkenness made her
somewhat oblivious. Ma Yuanbo wasn't a good person either. Guo Nan and he were completely in cahoots.
Now that Guo Nan was finished, it was his turn. Just a dog waiting to be slaughtered, probably coming
here begging for mercy.
He wouldn't listen to reason. There was no right to treat a dog like that humanely.

As soon as Yue Ying started yelling, the three young men next to her immediately stood up and shoved Ma Yuanbo:
"Get the hell out of here, you want to get beaten up?"

"Hey, hey, don't hit me!" Ma Yuanbo was so scared that he kept backing away. "Let's talk this out." But before he could finish speaking,
he was slapped several more times and kicked twice. He was grabbed by the collar
and thrown to the ground. The three guys pushed him to the ground and kicked him a few more times. The security guards who were watching the place saw the fight and
came over. When they saw that it was Yue Ying, they were scared away by her glare and didn't dare to move closer.

The nightclub manager heard about it and rushed over, bowing and scraping like a lapdog.

"Sister Ying, what... what happened?"

"It's none of your business. Go back to what you were doing. I have something to talk to this guy about." The manager was as if he had been struck by lightning.
He vanished as if granted amnesty. Le Ying watched with a cold smile as Ma Yuanbo's obese body struggled to move on the ground.

"Little Ma, you're like a donkey, you won't move even if you're led,
you'll back down if you're hit. Don't you think so? I told you long ago that you're nothing in my eyes. I only deal with you because I'm giving you face, and you really think you're something special?
Do you know that in S City, I can kill you with just a word? What the hell is your company?
I'm trying to talk to you nicely, and you're playing games with me. If you want to play, I'll play with you and see who ends up regretting it. That's all I'm saying
, get lost."

"Sister Ying, I was wrong. I'll definitely do what you asked. I understand everything you said. It's just about
Lin Zhengnan worry, I'll do whatever you say." "That's fucking right. Alright, let him get up and get lost." Le Ying was quite

pleased to see Ma Yuanbo back down . 　　"Sister Ying, I haven't told you my business yet." 　　"What's wrong with you? Can't you understand human language? I told you to get lost." A young man next to him became even more arrogant, picking up an ashtray to smash Ma Yuanbo. Ma Yuanbo dodged while shouting, "Lin Zhengnan sent me. He said he found what you're looking for and wants you to take a look." 　　"Wait, get out of the way!" Upon hearing the name Lin Zhengnan, Le Ying instantly sobered up and loudly scolded the handsome young man aside. Lin Zhengnan? What's going on! How could he be with Ma Yuanbo... Wait, something's not right! Then she saw Ma Yuanbo hand her a folded A4 sheet of paper, and instinctively felt uneasy. Opening it, she saw the printed content—a screenshot from a video, very clear. Her face immediately changed, and she crumpled it up and put it in her bag. 　　"This... what? You... really are Lin Zhengnan... you and him... what exactly?" She now intuitively felt that something was wrong with Lin Zhengnan's side, and Ma Yuanbo could never be with him. 　　"Sister Ying, Xiao Lin said this design is the one you wanted, and he asked me to bring it to you. He has several other plans . Why don't we go outside and talk?" Ma Yuanbo was still as obsequious as a servant, but Le Ying 's gaze had changed. She was a seasoned veteran, having seen many people and experienced many things in the underworld. The cold, murderous aura hidden deep in Ma Yuanbo's eyes sent chills down her spine. 　　Damn it! How come I never saw through him before? This kid is a wolf in sheep's clothing! With such a trump card in hand, he endured the beatings and insults without flinching—a silent dog bites. I really misjudged him. 　　This kind of person is definitely a real danger. And I'm not just bluffing; he means what he says. 　　"Okay, let's talk outside." Le Ying stood up to leave. The blond, South Korean-style slob she had just scolded was losing face. He had just brought Le Ying to multiple orgasms in the private room, making her call him "daddy" and " husband," and then he even ejaculated inside her. Le Ying wasn't angry at all; she even gave him a Longines watch worth tens of thousands. He thought this mature woman had already submitted to his penis, which made him a little carried away. 　　Now it wasn't him making her happy anymore; it was her making him happy! 　　He came over and grabbed Le Ying's arm. "Sister Ying, everyone had a lot of fun. Why are you leaving so suddenly? Who's this idiot? Here..." 　　Before he could finish speaking, Le Ying slapped him across the face, making him stunned and fall onto the sofa. Before could even curse, Ma Yuanbo grabbed a glass ashtray and swung it hard on his head. 　　It was hard to tell if it was the sound of shattering glass or a cracking skull, but the guy's head was split open on the spot . Blood splattered all over the coffee table and sofa, and everyone else screamed in shock. They hadn't expected this unassuming fat man to be so ruthless, striking without a word, and even more terrifying, he remained calm , as if he'd just swatted a fly, not a person. 　　The manager returned with more people, and there was another person lying on the floor, covered in blood. 　　"Sister Ying, what happened...? Who's causing you trouble? Should we call someone?" 　　"No, take him to the hospital. I have something to do, I'll be leaving now." Le Ying calmly took out over ten thousand yuan from her bag and placed it on the table before leaving with Lin Zhengnan. 　　Outside in the car, Le Ying stared at the video on her laptop, her face grim. 　　"You're saying Lin Zhengnan is an industrial spy?" 　　"That's right, he was sent by another company, specifically targeting President Yang's company. You can see, the videos he secretly filmed are enough to prove he has ill intentions towards you. You didn't know any of this, did you?" 　　"What do you want?" Le Ying didn't care who the industrial spy was; she only cared about extricating herself from this mess. If Old Yang found out, not only would she have cheated on him, but her affair would also have been with a corporate spy—and what's worse, she had personally helped introduce this spy into the company. What would he think? 　　"Our enemy isn't you, it's Lin Zhengnan. We just want to make a deal with you, Sister Ying." 　　"Is Guo Nan 　　still alive?" "He's alive and well." 　　"Destroy these videos, or it's all off the table." Le Ying said decisively. 　　"No problem, I can give them to you right now." With that, Ma Yuanbo pulled out the flash drive and handed it to Le Ying. He hadn't intended to gain an advantage in words from the beginning. In this situation, he already had the upper hand; further verbal humiliation or unrealistic threats would be pointless and would only make things worse. To make her feel your sincerity, to make her feel that things aren't out of control, and to bring her into your rhythm—that 's the skill of negotiation. 　　"Don't you have any backup plans?" 　　"No." 　　"I don't believe you." 　　"Sister Ying, I'm here with genuine sincerity. I've said you're not our enemy; our only enemy has always been Lin Zhengnan. Otherwise, I wouldn't have needed to come here, right? Exposing this isn't difficult at all." Ma Yuanbo spoke with a smile, but in Le Ying's eyes, he was a smiling tiger. 　　"If I'm exposed, I'll lose my value. Only if I'm not exposed do I have any value in threatening you. I've seen it all before. Let me tell you, I don't buy that." 　　"Then why did you come with me? Sister Ying, if you think it's not a loss for small fry like us to perish alongside a big shot , then of course we have no problem. It's just a pity for your child. He's endured so many years just to inherit the Yang family business. He's finally almost managed to outlast Yang Wenbo, but it's all just a mirage."

"Shuiyue."

"You can threaten me, but don't threaten my child." Yue Ying's eyes clearly changed, and Ma Yuanbo's lips
curled into a smile. He had finally found a weakness.

"It's not a threat, just a chance for us to sit down and talk things over, to weigh the pros and cons. I
have absolutely no reason to go against you, because that would only result in mutual destruction for me. I still want to keep my
contract with Zhixin. So, please believe in my sincerity, otherwise I don't think there's any point in us continuing this discussion."

"Okay, I believe you. Tell me your conditions."

"Okay, we'll keep this a secret for
you

, and in return, you help us get rid of Lin Zhengnan. After that, we'll keep to ourselves. Of course, I'll need Sister Ying's help with my company's future contracts with Zhixin." "I don't see any sincerity in this deal. Who knows if you'll back out?"

"What if I said we could help you get rid of Yang Wenbo too? So he'll never be
an obstacle to your child again? Do you think that counts as sincerity?"

"Yang Wenbo? What do you mean? Get rid

of him?" "I mean, kill him. Understand? If we're willing to go to that lengths for you, we should be
sincere, right?"

"What are you saying? Yang Wenbo is my husband's son! He's family!"

"Sister Ying, I'm very sincere in negotiating with you. It's pointless for you to keep stalling
. Guo Nan knows about your relationship with Yang Wenbo. You've been at odds for a long time, and
you see him as a thorn in your side. Now we can help you deal with him."

"You've misunderstood. It's just a family conflict between us, not as serious as you've heard."

"Really? But he's already started targeting you. You're caught in a trap without even realizing it. It'll be too late to regret it
later ."

"What do you mean?" "

That little duckling next to you just now was arranged by Yang Wenbo. You should understand now.
He's waiting for you to let your guard down."

"What?" Le Ying was genuinely shocked.

"If he uses Lin Zhengnan's methods, he might already have something on you..."

"What do you plan to do?" Le Ying asked decisively.

"Don't worry, it won't involve you at all, but please forgive me for keeping the details a secret. If you agree
, you'll hear about Yang Wenbo's death by tomorrow at the latest. I've said all I can; I won't say
anything more."

Le Ying hesitated for a moment, her intuition telling her that if Ma Yuanbo wasn't satisfied with her next words, he would deal with her
without hesitation . In fact, she had planned to compromise from the very beginning.

"Okay, I agree to the deal. What do you need me to do?"

"That's right! You only need to do one thing. There was a car accident near Lin Zhengnan's house tonight.
Since it's a traffic accident, not a criminal case, the forensic doctor doesn't need to be at the scene. The bodies will definitely be taken to the funeral home for clinical
examination. I know you have connections at the Xinzhuang Funeral Home. I just want you to help me get something from those two bodies
."

"What? You don't mean I have to steal the bodies, do you?"

"No, the bodies have been crushed into a pulp. What I need your help with is just a small thing."
Ma Yuanbo held a hair in his hand and waved it in front of Le Ying's eyes…

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"You've cleaned it up quite well…"

Lin Zhengnan muttered softly, scanning
the house the possibility of surveillance equipment.

To be honest, the opponent was very experienced, leaving no obvious traces. From the surface, it was impossible to tell
that three hostile strangers had broken in. The furniture was exactly as it had been arranged;
nothing or left behind. Lin Zhengnan, however, was no longer concerned. Dead people weren't worth worrying about.

He pulled out a pistol from his pocket. Such a weapon was useless now; keeping it would only cause trouble, and it should be destroyed
immediately . But today's experiences made him realize he really needed to keep a real weapon on hand, just in case.
He opened the safe, turned off the safety, wrapped the gun in newspaper, and put it in the innermost compartment.

It seemed he didn't need to bother anymore; the house was already very clean. The police wouldn't be able to find any clues.

It seemed he had finally gotten through this hurdle.

He gently lay down on the bed, thinking about his next move, when suddenly his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it
was almost 3 a.m. It was Roland calling.

"Hello, what's up?"

"Where are you now?" Roland's voice on the phone clearly sounded depressed.

"I booked a room at a hotel. What's wrong?"

"You didn't go home, did you?" Lin Zhengnan could absolutely imagine Roland's mood; it couldn't be good.
He could even imagine her anxiety from her tone.

"No, I didn't go home after you called me. What, did he go home?"

"I don't want to talk about him right now..."

"Where are you? Aren't you home?"

"I'm home."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I just wanted to call you."

"Are you really alright?"

"I'm fine, I... I might... I might lose my marriage. He must know
about . What if he divorces me? I don't want to divorce him..." Roland suddenly burst into tears on the phone.

"He hasn't come home yet?" Lin Zhengnan's lips curled into a lewd smile. You can't avoid divorce now; your husband
is dead. You're now a sexy, alluring, mature widow, waiting for a man to satisfy your thirsty body and soul.
A thought flashed through his mind, and the lust he had felt earlier surged back. Now that the pressure from Guo Nan had subsided, he had been
craving release.

"No…" Roland stammered, her voice trembling with tears.

"Did he call home?"

"No…"

"Never?"

"No…"

"Then I'll come to your house, or if that's not possible, you can come to my place first."

"I'm so scared... We really can't... I really can't let him down again...
But I don't know if he'll forgive me... What if he doesn't want me anymore..." Roland was still crying.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault... I was afraid he might act impulsively if he goes back, and you'd
be home alone and something might happen to you. If you need me to take responsibility, I won't run away. I'm a man too, I
'll face the mistakes I made. Give me his number, I'll call him. As long as you're okay, I
'll even let him kill me."

"No... Don't call him!" Roland was clearly frightened by his tone on the other end of the phone.

"No, I have to take responsibility for my mistakes. I'm coming to your place now, I'll wait for him to come back."

"Don't come... I'll come to you. Which hotel are you at?"

"Don't say anything, I'm coming to your place now, wait for me."

"Don't come, what if he comes back..." Roland's tone of refusal wasn't very firm, Lin Zhengnan could hear
the wavering and struggle in her heart. She wanted me to come, but she was also afraid of me coming, which meant that this woman was already
infatuated with me. She couldn't refuse me anymore. "No woman is unconquerable"—that KGB saying is truly
authentic.

He suddenly had a thought: why not go to Guo Nan's house? He'd never been there before, and since
Guo Nan would never come back, he had nothing to worry about.

He'd just killed him, and now he could go and take over his house, ravage his wife, and completely conquer her
body and soul—it was incredibly exciting. He'd killed and taken
wives
before; it was addictive. If souls truly existed, Guo Nan's spirit watching him make his wife ravage and go crazy on his bed would surely have a fascinating expression—if souls even had expressions.

"Don't worry, if he really wants a divorce, I'll take you!"

"You…what did you say? What nonsense are you spouting!?" Roland's wavering and surprised tone
further 's judgment.

"From the first moment I saw you, I was determined to win you over. If your man
truly loves you, he should let you enjoy your happiness. You're happy with me, so he
shouldn't be jealous. Jealousy only shows he's selfish. Such a person doesn't deserve your happiness."

Lin Zhengnan had long understood the psychology of women like Roland. They just needed a spiritual crutch,
a self-deceiving excuse. As long as he could give them such an excuse, no matter how absurd, they
would convince themselves to believe it and then brazenly abandon their ethics, morality, and shame.

Anyway, if things went smoothly, he would be staying in this city for a while, and having a woman by his side would be a good
cover. Roland was only useful to him as a tool for sexual gratification, so he might as well continue to play with
her and completely squeeze out all her usefulness. Besides, this woman was indeed a beauty, and if possible
, he really wanted to keep her as his sex slave forever.

"You... what nonsense are you talking about..." Even a fool could hear Roland's wavering at this moment.

"I'm coming to your place now!" Lin Zhengnan said and hung up the phone...

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Under the cover of night, Guo Nan guarded a public phone booth.

It was a blind spot in a surveillance area, next to a brightly lit, crowded food stall
with overflowing sewage. Patrol cars passed by every five minutes, but no one paid him any attention.

His face was calm, like a stone Buddha, intently waiting for something.

No one could see the turmoil churning within this seemingly calm man.

He waited for a long time, as if time itself had frozen.

Finally, the phone rang.

He immediately answered, only to hear a low voice say one sentence—a sentence that felt like
an eternity to him. He knew what this call meant.

He wanted to curse, he wanted to kill, he wanted to smash everything in his sight.

Then, suddenly, his throat felt constricted, and he began to gag and vomit.

But no one noticed him; this was a food stall, and there were plenty of drunk people vomiting in the street.

Then he hung up the phone, wiped away his tears and snot, and, suppressing the suffocating tightness and sadness in his chest, habitually
wiped away the fingerprints on the receiver.

He took out his phone and started dialing again.

The dice had already been rolled; it all came down to this one...

Ma Yuanbo hung up the phone with a calm expression.

At this moment, he and Le Ying were in the car. He was holding a plastic bag, covered in what looked like brain matter
or blood, and inside was a large clump of hair covered in mud. Le Ying, sitting next to him, wondered if he had some kind of perverted
hobby. She had felt nauseous just seeing the corpse. Yet this guy could calmly play with
the disgusting stuff he had scraped off the human-shaped meat paste.

What did this guy do before? Could he have worked in a slaughterhouse?

As a well-known socialite in the city, Le Ying had a wide circle of friends, and being a
seasoned veteran of the underworld, she had seen her share of ruthless killers. But now, she
instinctively this unassuming fat man was more dangerous than those people.

"Is that all?" She instinctively felt that Ma Yuanbo was probably mentally unstable and wanted to
get away from him as soon as possible.

"Wait, there's one more thing." Ma Yuanbo was now smiling like a deranged serial killer from a movie.

"What are you doing? Didn't you just say it was just this one thing!" Le Ying instinctively got goosebumps; she
hadn't felt this way in a long time.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just adding a little something extra to our deal. I'm a man of my word; if you don't want
to go, that's fine. I said I'd help you get rid of Yang Wenbo. Are you interested in watching it all unfold
? You can see it with your own eyes. It's a way of showing our sincerity."

"What do you mean by 'see it with your own eyes'? What happens to Yang Wenbo has nothing to do with me."

"Of course, it'll be like watching TV; you won't be involved at all."

"What exactly do you mean?"

"Don't you want to know what tricks Yang Wenbo is planning to use against you? Do you think it's okay to leave this potential threat alive
?"

"What are the consequences?"

"I'll tell you on the way. You'll understand when you get there."

"What if I don't want to go?"

"...I...I strongly suggest you go."

Le Ying looked at Ma Yuanbo, and for some reason felt it was better not to refuse this man...

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When the man held her in his arms, Roland felt her legs go weak.

Knowing full well what Lin Zhengnan's arrival meant, she still found herself instinctively unable to suppress
her sensual desires. That yearning for the thrill of danger and temptation made her unconsciously change into her
sexiest high-elasticity tight-fitting short skirt, stockings, and high heels at home,
waiting for .

At this moment, she even had such beautiful fantasies; had she become a sexually frustrated, resentful woman?

Despite it being late at night, she kept looking out the window, hoping to see the man's familiar figure.

The man really came.

The moment he entered, Lin Zhengnan, without a word, embraced and passionately kissed Roland. Hearing the man's heavy breathing
and feeling the distinct masculine aura emanating from him—completely different from Guo Nan's—Roland melted instantly. Yet, she still
maintained her last shred of composure, resisting half-heartedly, barely managing to
close the door, practically collapsing against it in Lin Zhengnan's arms.

Whether anyone outside could hear what was happening inside was unknown, but the man didn't care. He continued kissing Roland ,
roughly caressing the curves of her body, encased in her dress. Today, the owner of this elegant, mature woman
was finally replaced; now it was time to enjoy his spoils.

His hands slipped under her skirt, kneading and pulling up the elastic short dress to her crotch
, revealing her alluring black stockings adorned with sensual hickey patterns that outlined her
long, shapely legs. The crotch of the stockings featured sexy sheer lace, clearly showing the tight black lingerie underneath.

The black pointed high heels on her feet exuded the style of a professional woman, but in this setting, combined with the black stockings covering her bare
lower body , they displayed a perverse sense of sensuality and desire.

Women dress like this for men. This woman, she dressed specifically for me.

She knows I like stockings, otherwise she wouldn't dress like this at home.

Roland breathed heavily, her lower body twisting and rubbing against Lin Zhengnan's legs, her hands wrapped around his back. The man's hands
roamed over her hips, tightly encased in stockings, then moved upwards. Before she could react, the deep V-neck and
straps of her bra were pulled open, revealing her two plump, white breasts trembling beneath her black stockings.

The beautiful woman's upper body was already half-naked, her breasts swollen and trembling, her nipples like purple grapes standing
erect through the bra, their two pointed peaks protruding.

Lin Zhengnan's lower body throbbed with a hard erection. He held her soft, supple waist and continued kissing her fiery red lips as he thrust towards the
door
. Roland's body had already gone limp from his caresses. As the man pressed forward, Roland was almost suspended in mid-air, her high heels barely touching the ground, pressed against the door.

"No... um... don't do this... what if my husband comes back..."

Your husband will never come back, and you'll be a promiscuous young widow now. Lin Zhengnan felt a strange
thrill; he particularly enjoyed the theme of raping a widow's chastity.

"I don't care... even if he comes back... you'll always be mine..." His hand moved
between Roland's thighs, the bulging stockings outlining the contours of her genitals, which were already wet. His fingers began
to rub against her through the stockings, while he forcefully silenced her mouth again, effortlessly slipping his tongue inside and
expertly entwining it with hers.

After being kissed by Lin Zhengnan, Roland's mind went blank for a moment. Lin Zhengnan's fingers rubbed her skin vigorously
, the hot touch penetrating through the stockings to her genitals, causing her to secrete fluids uncontrollably.

Lin Zhengnan felt the damp heat of the stockings and knew Roland was aroused. Although he hadn't enjoyed this body many times
, he had explored it carefully.

His hands roamed over Roland's hidden sensitive areas, skillfully teasing her.

When Roland caught her breath, she was panting heavily, unable to control herself. The woman's heart was
struggling, but her body honestly responded to its excitement. She could clearly feel her nipples erect
and her genitals wet. Even though the man's fingers were only playing with her through the stockings, she still couldn't
resist .

Roland pulled away from the man's mouth. As their lips parted, a glistening liquid dangled between them, telling the story of
their recent confusion.

"No...no...I'm not in the mood today...if my husband comes back..."

Roland gasped, leaning weakly against the man. Lin Zhengnan's hand, through her
sexy lace bra, forcefully kneaded her full breasts, occasionally flicking two fingers to tease her sensitive
nipples.

His other hand kneaded her plump buttocks and stockinged crotch even more vigorously, the wild force not only making
her body burn but also disrupting her emotions.

Guo Nan never violated her body so domineeringly when making love with her, always treating her with
gentleness and consideration as if she were a goddess. Only Lin Zhengnan knew that her body, which had long suppressed its desire for pregnancy, needed
precisely this kind of powerful possession and infusion.

"Not in the mood? Then why did you call me here? Your body is very obedient."

Lin Zhengnan teased, finding his finger at the crevice of her vulva and pressing it inside through her stockings. The woman frowned at his sudden
action, but her eyes were watery, radiating intense lust.

"Please... I... I'm sorry... Husband, stop..." Her resistance turned into pleading,
proving that the beautiful married woman was increasingly unable to control her body.

Lin Zhengnan lightly brushed his tongue across her earlobe, instantly causing Roland to tremble and collapse, completely surrendering
her mature and slender body to the man's embrace.

"Baby, your upper mouth is begging me not to, but your lower mouth is thirstily sucking on my finger
. I can feel it even through the stockings..."

Lin Zhengnan used lewd words to stimulate the mature married woman's sense of shame and desire, while simultaneously widening Roland's...
His silk-stockinged thighs were so smooth that he leaned against the wall, legs spread wide. He squatted down and
rubbed his face and nose against her crotch through the stockings and panties, feeling the plumpness and heat there. Then he forcefully tore the stockings, pulled the panties
aside , and directly touched her two thick, slippery labia. With a suppressed moan from Roland, he
inserted two fingers into her hot, burning vagina.

Roland trembled as she accepted her lover's fingering, her silk-stockinged legs sometimes straightening and sometimes curling, until the man
pulled his fingers out and held them in front of her eyes. The wet, smelly fingers made her unbearably ashamed, and she quickly closed
her eyes.

Lin Zhengnan felt a great sense of accomplishment.

When he first met Roland, she was a typical proud married woman, but now this proud married woman
had been conquered by him and turned into a wanton slut, at his mercy.

This pleasure was comparable to completing a highly difficult task.

Roland, her face flushed, covered her mouth as Lin Zhengnan triumphantly pulled his wet fingers from between her legs. He
smeared the juices from his fingers on Roland's lips, and this time Roland showed no resistance, silently
allowing him to perform this shameful act.

Perhaps the betrayal of her body had completely robbed her of the will to resist. Lin Zhengnan's lips once again covered her
two even more glistening red lips, and Roland cooperated by opening her small mouth. Their tongues, coated with the seductive
juices, quickly intertwined and stirred, filling the entire living room with an atmosphere of lewdness.

In the final moment when reason was swallowed up, Roland thought of her husband.

Guo Nan, is this our marriage...? What have I given up...? What have I sacrificed...?

I've gambled my future; this is my choice...

Roland's cooperation gave Lin Zhengnan a long-lost pleasure. While passionately
kissing the beautiful married woman, he ran his hands over her full, stockinged thighs and round, plump buttocks, occasionally slipping them between her hot,
wet crotch to tease her erect nipples. Roland's juices flowed in waves, running down her torn stockings
and onto her thighs, making them even smoother. Lin Zhengnan grew increasingly excited with each touch.

Reluctantly releasing Roland's lips, Lin Zhengnan squatted down and buried his face between her thighs, wanting to
savor the beautiful married woman's wanton, seductive scent once more.

"Not here... people outside will hear..." Roland's body was weak and unbearable, almost unable to stand.

"It's the middle of the night, no one's around."

Roland's shy yet seductive demeanor had already made Lin Zhengnan unable to restrain himself any longer. He insisted on finishing his sentence, ignoring Roland
's reaction, and pulled her hand away, burying his face in her vagina. Roland couldn't stop him in time and quickly pulled her hand back to cover
her mouth. The man's tongue was already licking her engorged labia and the protruding
clitoris, the long-lost pleasure almost making her cry out.

Separated from the outside hallway by only a door, risking being discovered, she opened her stockinged legs to let a man other than her husband
crawl under her skirt and lick her wanton, blooming vulva. The thought immediately
overwhelmed Roland with a sinful sensual excitement.

Am I naturally promiscuous...? No... I just... made up my mind...

At this moment, only suppressed gasps and wanton moans remained, definitely audible from outside.

The unique, pungent scent of a mature woman's genitals was the best aphrodisiac for Lin Zhengnan. He
licked , sucking the constantly flowing, slightly salty vaginal fluid.
His large hands encircled the woman's full, fleshy buttocks, enjoying the mature body he had longed for.

Roland had never known she could get wet so quickly. Under his sticky movements, she couldn't help but spread her stockinged thighs
as wide as possible , completely exposing her most private parts to the air, pressing them against his face.

She didn't even know when Lin Zhengnan had stood up.

As Lin Zhengnan unzipped his pants and took out his already erect member, one of her full, black-stockinged thighs
was already hot and hot, draped over Lin Zhengnan's strong waist and hips. While gazing at
her lover with an unprecedentedly seductive look, she used her other hand to lift her skirt, pulling open the wet stockings and panties to reveal her
pungent vulva.

The sight of the beautiful married woman before him, her face flushed, her hair disheveled, and her phoenix eyes burning with a seductive, fiery light
, filled Lin Zhengnan with an unprecedented, wanton excitement.

He grabbed her silk-stockinged legs, which were wrapped around his waist, and tore the stockings open slightly.
Then, he pulled down her panties, pinned her against the door, and before her bright red lips could close, he thrust his hips forcefully,
penetrating her standing up.

The man's roughness did not cause Roland any discomfort; on the contrary, she seemed to have been anticipating this moment for a long time.

The instant the feeling of fullness and suffocation washed over her, she opened her arms and tightly embraced Lin Zhengnan's
shoulders , letting out a seductive moan in his ear. Then, she kissed his lips, her slippery
tongue constantly exploring and intertwining with his, her hands tightly wrapped around her lover's neck, as if
she wanted to melt into him.

Both were burning with desire, giving their all. Lin Zhengnan held Luo Lan's thick, stockinged buttocks with one hand
,

while the other braced against the door, thrusting hungrily. Luo Lan, meanwhile, stretched one leg, pushing her hips forward to meet the man's vigorous
thrusts . To prevent herself from crying out in the heat of passion, she kissed Lin Zhengnan passionately, using her hot
lips and tongue to suppress the moans that threatened to escape her lips.

The door began to rattle unnaturally, accompanied by suppressed moans and gasps, faintly audible in the hallway.

After a few minutes of all-out, unreserved intercourse, Lin Zhengnan felt he was about to climax.
Like a hungry leopard seizing a lamb, he lifted Luo Lan up, his arms encircling her stockinged legs
wrapped around his waist, using her weight to thrust his hips in a final sprint.

The thrill of the affair and the pleasure of being manipulated by her lover in her husband's home brought Roland to a rapid climax.
Suppressing the post-orgasmic weakness, she mustered her remaining strength and tightly embraced her lover, awaiting the fiery arrival.
Lin Zhengnan felt he was on the verge of exploding, and no longer restrained himself, thrusting deeply several times before
gripping Roland's plump, stocking-clad buttocks tightly with both hands and forcefully pressing against her.

"Uh...uh...slut...I'm going to cum..."

"Cum...cum...cum into me..." The man's suppressed growl echoed in her ears, and Roland responded with a dizzy, wanton sensation.
She responded, simultaneously clenching the walls of her vagina. Then she felt a hot liquid spray
deep inside her, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. She gritted her teeth to keep from crying out.

The two remained in this position against the door, trembling and panting.

Roland's legs limply hung to either side, held open by Lin Zhengnan, one
high heel had fallen off, the other foot barely clinging to the ground, dangling precariously. Their position was as if
Lin Zhengnan had nailed Roland to the door with his penis, her body relying solely on its natural weight to envelop his shaft.

Then, maintaining this position, they resumed their passionate, sticky French kiss.

After ejaculation, the semi-erect penis hardened again, Roland felt it.

"You're hard again..."

"Today we were in someone else's house, sleeping with someone else's wife, and I even ejaculated inside her, I'm especially excited..."

"What nonsense are you talking about... what do you take me for..." Roland's face darkened.

"You're mine! I'll possess you forever!" The domineering declaration stunned Roland, then transformed into a strange
sense of emotion.

Lin Zhengnan pulled out his penis and laid Roland down, turning her over.

The elegant and intellectual mature wife, neatly dressed, was leaning against the door, her stockinged buttocks raised towards another man.
The deep crevice between her two plump buttocks glistened with a lascivious sheen, her moist, protruding vulva and
tight, perfectly formed anus exposed to the air, exuding an alluring, lewd aura.

Lin Zhengnan felt his lust flare up again, the throbbing in his testicles even more intense than before. This time,
he had plenty of time; he was determined to possess this mature beauty completely, leaving no stone unturned.
He wanted her juices and his semen to spill throughout the entire house.

He panted heavily, grabbed Roland's large buttocks, kissed them hard, then gently slapped them, and with the swaying of her plump
buttocks he thrust deeply into Roland from behind once more.

With no obstruction in this position, penetration was even deeper. Roland felt as if Lin Zhengnan was
pushing her soul out, and she could only bite her lip to try and suppress a sound.

But Lin Zhengnan didn't care about any of that, and began to utter vulgar and obscene words that made Roland's heart flutter.

"Oh...oh...slutty baby, slut...I really love your big ass, stockings, big
ass fat cunt, I really want to crush you inside me...oh...oh..."

"Keep it down...oh...oh...the outside can hear..."

"Who cares about the dick...oh...so much water...oh oh...it seems Guo Nan can't satisfy you...slut
...only I can satisfy you, you slut..." Lin Zhengnan slapped Roland's stockings ass hard, and with his forceful
thrusts, waves of alluring flesh rippled across her buttocks.

"No...no...please don't mention him, okay?"

Roland couldn't resist the itch in her body any longer. She had already discovered the strange pleasure derived from this
infidelity and it made her lose herself in the experience. Lin Zhengnan quickly noticed that the beautiful woman's
vaginal opening was becoming even hotter, and the inner walls were contracting and squeezing him, making him almost ejaculate
.

"Big stockings, horny ass...you actually enjoy it when I mention him...you actually just want me to mention him...look how much you
enjoy it...oh...you're so horny...imagine him here watching me fuck you..."

Lin Zhengnan thrust into her ass faster and harder, his breathing becoming more rapid. Although he had just ejaculated, he was
clearly on the verge of another climax.

Roland's vagina trembled under the intense friction, her plump ass thrusting back sharply,
reaching climax with Lin Zhengnan's forceful thrust.

The intense rhythm of the beautiful woman's vagina during her orgasm intensified Lin Zhengnan's already overwhelming urge to ejaculate. He forced himself
to hold onto Roland's plump, silky buttocks and thrust a few more times before using all his strength to press the
convulsing . Standing close behind her, he pushed his penis all the way
in, his hot semen finally erupting against her cervix with a low growl
…

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Shengshi Security Company compound.

"Sister Ying, who told you that?" Liu Maocai, the security company owner, stood beside Le Ying with a fawning smile.
Liu Maocai in the underworld; these days, anyone who could run a security company had connections to the Public Security Bureau.
His connection was the famous TV star Guo Minchuan.

"Who do you think I heard that from?" Le Ying glared at him coldly, not even glancing at him.

Liu Maocai's forehead was sweating slightly. Ordinary people might not know who Le Ying was, but he certainly did.

To others, she was just a rich woman who had married a wealthy man, a TV station executive, seemingly
everything her husband had brought her. But anyone in the underworld knew she used to be
a ruthless figure. Despite being a model and a TV host, she was surrounded by powerful gangsters.
Now, as the wife of a billionaire, she was a force to be reckoned with in the underworld.

He was no match for her. If he offended her, he'd be in serious trouble.

He also knew Yang Wenbo and she were at odds.
He knew perfectly well who Yang Wenbo's ultimate target was in that pornographic video chat room. Now that she had come knocking, he felt a guilty conscience. "Xiao Yang and I were just doing some side work, nothing more," he blurted out

in a panic . 　　"Side work? You've got me in the picture?" Le Ying coldly scoffed. 　　"Sister Ying, what are you talking about? Please sit down." Liu Maocai was flustered. He already realized that Le Ying probably knew. Were there a hundred or so people waiting on the street outside, ready to storm in and smash his place to pieces at Le Ying's command? 　　He wasn't afraid of fighting; what he feared was the power this woman represented, a power he couldn't resist. She could crush everything he owned with ease. 　　Ma Yuanbo watched all this from the side, knowing there was a chance. 　　It seemed Guo Nan hadn't completely let go of the past. His collaboration with Yang Wenbo in theft involved the security company, and the video chat room Yang Wenbo set up was accessed through the security company's alarms and cameras.

"The chat room server was probably located in the security company when it was activated.

No wonder it's a security company run by the underworld; they have embezzlement and filming pornography all sorts of things.

" "Shut the fuck up! Do you want your company shut down or what?"

"Sister Ying! Sister Ying, look... I... I really... that... it was a misunderstanding..." Liu Maocai
stammered , his face contorted with grief, as if his father had died.

"Sister Ying, I don't think President Liu did it on purpose. Don't make things difficult for him." Ma Yuanbo spoke respectfully in
a low voice, lighting a cigarette for Le Ying. Le Ying snorted, took a drag, and didn't speak. At this
moment, Liu Maocai looked at Ma Yuanbo as if he were seeing a savior.

You can't escape now, Ma Yuanbo's smile was chilling.

"Mr. Liu, let's be frank. Xiao Yang's scheme is no longer working. See
whose side you're on now. If you're on Xiao Yang's side, then consider this our trip a waste."

"What's that all about... Sister Ying always looks after me. She can get anything she wants with just a word
."

"Alright, show me your website."

Server room.

"How many registered users?"

"99,893." "

That's quite a lot. At one yuan per person, that's almost 100,000. You've made a killing, haven't you?"

"No... small change, small change, not worth mentioning..."

"Notify all registered users, whether they paid or not, that there's a live stream today. The more people who know,
the better."

"When does it start?"

"I'll let you know then."

"Uh..."

"What's wrong? Is it difficult? Can't you ask Sister Ying to send someone over to tell you?"

"No, no, I'll do it right away."

At this moment, an alarm popped up, indicating that an alarm had gone off in a certain location.

"How's it going? Looks familiar, doesn't it?"

"What...no..."

"Turn off the alarm. You should be pretty familiar with it by now. Just pretend this never happened, understand?"
...

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In the bedroom, Roland lay sweating profusely on the large bed she usually slept on with her husband.

Lin Zhengnan, disheveled, held her close, caressing her body and passionately kissing her, and the woman's response was
fervent.

At this moment, the woman's mature, fair body was only covered by a black stocking bra, black pantyhose, and high heels. The
torn pantyhose were stained with white marks, and her panties were gone.

Roland passionately hugged Lin Zhengnan's neck and kissed him again, her full, swollen breasts trembling with her rapid breathing
, and primal moans emanating from her nose.

Lin Zhengnan stuck out his tongue and vigorously licked Roland's nipples through her bra. Although her nipples were a little sore, Roland's beautiful eyes were already
glazed over, and she was moaning with desire, letting Lin Zhengnan do as he pleased.

Although the two had already had two intense sexual encounters, Lin Zhengnan was clearly not satisfied, and his limp
penis quickly regained its erection.

His conquest for the day had only just begun; he was going to completely take over this house.

He rummaged through Roland's wardrobe and found a pair of striped black stockings for her to change into. He loved
women wearing stockings; beautiful women in stockings often excited him.

On the bedroom wall hung a large wedding photo of Guo Nan and Roland. The man and woman in the photo smiled so
happily ; this was their space. But now, under the gaze of the man in the photo,
the woman who had been forever faithful under the sacred vows had completely betrayed her vows and opened her arms to another man.

In this sacred space that was originally reserved for husband and wife, Roland's lustful body transformed
into that of a beast in heat, entwining and writhing with Lin Zhengnan on the bedroom bed in the most wanton and thirsty posture.

Lin Zhengnan passionately kissed the woman's body, which was covered by her underwear. He loved it most when women made love while wearing underwear; it gave him
an indescribable thrill. He knew it was a fetishistic disorder, but he had no intention of curing it.

He looked defiantly at Guo Nan's face in the photo, the satisfaction and stimulation in his heart making him almost want to howl wildly.

Even if you die, I will humiliate you severely...

Just you wait, even if I kill you, do you have the guts to come back from the underworld to take revenge on me?

I will rape your wife in front of your wedding photo, right before your eyes, until she is in ecstasy. I
will fuck her cunt until it is broken and loose, so loose that it can never close again! Every day, I will fill her womb and mouth with my semen,
I will make her pregnant again and again, and then fuck her until she miscarries, turning her into the most despicable slut.

Women are born to be conquered by men, and this woman is the one I most want to conquer.

She is beautiful, elegant, dignified, and a wealthy upper-class woman; her qualities in every aspect are almost perfect.
In particular, she is a capable and intellectual businesswoman in public, but behind the scenes, she is lustful and seemingly insane. She
doesn't know that her husband was murdered just hours ago, and the killer had fertilized her during her ovulation period.

She is still afraid of being discovered by her husband, still afraid of his sudden return, and still feels
guilty towards him. This sense of immorality causes her immense inner turmoil, and conquering this high-and-mighty, conflicted
woman is the ultimate pleasure for a man.

Roland lay on the bed with her eyes closed, anticipating the moment, her desire making her breathless and dizzy.

She had just had a standing orgasm while being pressed against the door, but the desire within her could not be extinguished and quickly
reignited .

The man's hand reached down to her crotch, probing and kneading her vagina through her stockings. Roland
slightly opened her eyes, watching Lin Zhengnan slowly undress, his gaze burning as he looked at her nearly naked
body, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

Roland couldn't help but wriggle her hips; Lin Zhengnan's alluring fingers finally relaxed her muscles,
her eyes filled with a seductive, hungry longing as she stared at the man's strong, muscular physique. The man's fingers slipped inside the stockings,
tearing the fine fabric, touching her erect clitoris. Roland's physical excitement was uncontrollable;
she felt , even wetting her anus.

Lin Zhengnan was completely naked, his magnificent penis already rock hard and erect. He lay on his side next to Roland, gently massaging her breasts with
both hands , his penis rubbing against her taut, stocking-clad thighs, letting her
feel his heat and hardness through the stockings, slowly rubbing against her. He whispered, "I love you to death, you are my
goddess, I must have you, you will always be mine. Just thinking about you being someone else's wife makes my heart
feel like it's being torn apart. I love you." Then he cupped her face and kissed her passionately.

Roland's mind went blank. The physical stimulation made her instantly lose herself. She had forgotten that she was
committing an immoral affair. Whether the man's words were true or false, she was already willing.

Lin Zhengnan's French kiss was thick and sticky, leaving Roland breathless. He squinted, continuing
to savor every inch of the mature, cheating woman's skin, his hot lips and tongue slowly
kissing Roland's sensitive spots, starting from her forehead. When he reached her earlobe, Roland let out a
long, drawn-out moan, as if squeezing it from her chest. Her ten toes, tightly encased in stockings, clenched and straightened.

Then, she became wet, her stockings soaked, her body tensing and convulsing, her high heels falling off.

Lin Zhengnan buried his face between her legs, slowly tearing open the already ripped crotch of her stockings with his teeth
. His tongue probed inside, licking and sucking the soaked flesh. One hand kneaded her flat, soft abdomen, while the other
gently held her legs, clamping his head and face between them. The smooth, fine texture of the stockings rubbed against his face,
allowing him to feel the oppressive, sultry scent of her hormones. His tongue swirled between the stockings and her flesh, and the gurgling sound of her juices could
be heard .

The man's bewitching sucking on her genitals made Roland's already climaxed vagina even more sensitive. Her buttocks and beautiful legs twisted,
her thighs squeezing the man's head tightly and loosely, moaning softly as she rubbed against him.

Lin Zhengnan had licked enough, then straightened up and knelt between her legs, his erect penis pressing against her
vulva stockings. The stockings clung tightly to his penis, pressing it against her lower abdomen,
rubbing back and forth among her pubic hair.

Her long, slender, black-stockinged legs were lifted vertically by the man's strong hands. Just as Roland's legs were about to intertwine in unbearable
itching , Lin Zhengnan lifted Roland's stockinged legs, cupped them with his hands, and
pressed his upper body completely against her legs. He rubbed the soles of her legs against his face, closed his eyes, and used his whole body to feel
the wonderful touch of her beautiful feet and stockings, gently inhaling the scent of her feet.

"Why are you wearing such sexy clothes at home when you waited for me today?"

"Um... I didn't..."

"Your stockings are specially for me, right? You know I like it when you wear stockings..." Lin Zhengnan slowly
swayed his hips, his penis throbbing within the stockings. "Today I'll keep ejaculating into your uterus until
I can't ejaculate anymore..."

Roland smiled seductively without speaking, humming softly through her nose, feeling the man admiringly playing with every
part . The climax she had just experienced only fueled her growing lust, as if her bones were
melting.

Lin Zhengnan finally had his fill of playing with her beautiful feet, gently parting Roland's legs. Her torn black stockings were wide open, and
her lace lingerie was wrinkled, loose, and askew, revealing a small tuft of shiny pubic hair on a small mound of flesh . The dark red slit in the middle was open, dripping with vaginal fluid, and her two thick, purplish-red labia were turned inside out
due to engorgement . 　　His fingers parted Roland's labia, revealing her pale pink clitoris, which bulged out naturally like a large soybean, throbbing and enticing Lin Zhengnan's eyes, emanating a lewd aura. 　　Lin Zhengnan, resisting the allure, withdrew his penis from her stockings, the glans slowly pushing into her already slippery and warm vagina. 　　Roland's body trembled. Although it wasn't her first time experiencing this man's sexual technique, the pleasure always sent her into a state of ecstasy. The physiological stimulation was almost intoxicating . The large yet gentle glans probed deeper into the vaginal mucosa, accompanied by a wild heartbeat that filled her with both excitement and shame. 　　She felt it again… her lower body was secreting thick, white fluid again. A flush "I can't take it anymore! I don't care! I should! I want comfort, I want pleasure…" 　　Lin Zhengnan, his two stockinged legs resting on his shoulders, slowly moved his hips. 　　This Chinese woman truly captivated him. Although Roland was married, her vagina was still incredibly tight and lubricated because she had never given birth. With each thrust of his penis inside, her sphincter muscles rhythmically tightened relaxed, as if countless fleshy rings were greedily swallowing the foreign object. 　　Lin Zhengnan was already very familiar with this adulterous wife's body. His penis continued to penetrate deeper, traversing an uneven area until it reached the cervix, where a soft little hollow at the cervix opened. 　　Roland felt as if the man had reached deep into her intestines, completely filling her body and soul. Unlike his earlier forceful and violent thrusting at the door, this time he was firm and skillful, then began to wriggle and stir , stimulating her G-spot. 　　His glans churned and pushed upwards twice, and Roland's moans grew louder, then she clenched and rubbed incessantly. That's how women are; once they feel something, they know to desperately want it, desperately seeking pleasure, throwing morality to the wind , completely disregarding whether the man possessing their body is their husband. 　　Lin Zhengnan pressed his silk-stockinged legs tightly against his chest and abdomen, licking his stockinged calves with his tongue, leaving a wet trail on the stockings. 　　Roland felt Lin Zhengnan's penis rubbing against her most sensitive spot like a red-hot python, the fiery heat igniting the already boiling torrent within her. Her soul soared to the clouds, as if she had lost consciousness, feeling breathless, gasping for air, instinctively moaning with abandon. 　　This man was too good at playing with women. Roland's hands involuntarily cupped her breasts, her thumbs and forefingers twisting her swollen nipples, waves of pleasure overwhelming her consciousness. Just as she was about to reach climax, she felt a heavy thrust into her genitals; Lin Zhengnan had fully penetrated her, his tongue rapidly licking her stockinged calves. 　　Roland's remaining consciousness instinctively tried to clamp her legs around the man's body to prevent him from leaving, but she couldn't open her legs; she could only place them within Lin Zhengnan's arms, utterly powerless. Her eyes were seeing stars, as if she were in...

She floated lightly, like drifting clouds, without end.

Finally, she convulsed and stiffened, breathing rapidly, moaning wantonly.

Lin Zhengnan gritted his teeth and endured, waiting for her body to go limp before turning her over and placing her face down on the bed.
He pressed his weight onto her silk-stockinged buttocks from behind, his legs pressing against hers, hooking her calves, and pinning her feet, making her immobile like a crab crushed
by a boulder a position often used in South Korean porn.

Roland's body was now as limp as noodles. With each thrust of Lin Zhengnan's penis, his entire
weight pressed down on her back, flattening her breasts, yet her wanton moans continued.

Soon, Roland felt Lin Zhengnan's penis growing increasingly engorged.

"Oh... today is... my ovulation period... you... you... really want to keep ejaculating inside me?"

"Hoo... hoo... it's okay, you let me ejaculate inside you the last few times, what are you afraid of now? If you get pregnant, you can have the baby
, I'll raise it."

"I... my husband always uses condoms... he's never ejaculated inside me... he doesn't want children
..."

"From now on, you're mine... if you love me, give me one..."

Roland's tears flowed down her face. She really wanted a child, but this situation was just a cruel
twist of fate. She really wanted to get pregnant today.

Her current position was that her legs were held tightly by the man's legs, and her hands were also pressed to her sides.
Only a thick, large penis was freely entering and exiting her body. She was
like with no room for resistance, only the fate of being fucked and ejaculated inside her.

"Ejaculate... ejaculate inside... let me get pregnant..."

Lin Zhengnan was no longer saying a word, like a bull in heat, staring with bloodshot eyes as he continued to fiercely and deeply
fuck her. Only the slapping sound of her buttocks being violently fucked could be heard at the point of their union.

Finally, Roland's tears and voice ceased, but she clearly felt Lin Zhengnan's buttocks stop moving, while
his penis swelled and throbbed inside her. She also felt a tingling, numb, and hot sensation deep within her vagina, as if a hot current
was being sprayed inside...

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When Guo Nan appeared before Le Ying, Le Ying was still shocked, even though she was somewhat prepared.

His appearance had completely changed; he was bald, his face was ashen, and his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Guo Nan, what happened to you..."

"It's all thanks to Lin Zhengnan. If I hadn't been lucky, I wouldn't be alive now."

"Guo Nan, you need to understand, I didn't..." "

I understand, Sister Ying was also deceived by Lin Zhengnan. We are all victims. Lin Zhengnan is an industrial spy
and a professional assassin. He has countless lives on his hands. Sister Ying should distance herself from such a dangerous person
as soon as possible ."

"I'm relieved that you understand that. What are you planning to do?"

"That's between me and Lin Zhengnan. You just need to watch the show. By the way,
you'll need to call Lin Zhengnan later. Xiao Ma will teach you how to say it."

As she spoke, Guo Nan took the plastic bag full of hair from Ma Yuanbo.

"This is your hair? How did it get here..." Le Ying increasingly felt that Guo Nan was also a remarkable person.
These two people she had previously disregarded were now shrouded in mystery.

"It's better if you don't know." Guo Nan coldly interrupted her.

If Guo Nan had dared to speak to her like that before, she would have already lost her temper. But this time, Le Ying didn't dare to respond.
Who exactly were these two people? What did they do before? Le Ying felt like she had boarded a pirate ship.
Was she trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin? Had she awakened some sleeping monster?

The two disappeared from Le Ying's sight.

Ma Yuanbo asked, "Is everything settled over there?"

"Yes, it's settled."

"How are you so sure he won't throw the gun away?"

"Because he's a different type of person from us. We only resort to violence when we fail, while he
sees violence as a means to solve problems. They're fundamentally different."

"Tell me more."

"His psychology is just as I expected. He's a habitual killer, accustomed to solving problems with violence.
Psychologically speaking, what he's best at is also what he most fears and abhors. He's skilled at using violence, but he's also particularly afraid
of others possessing violence he can't counter. So, given the opportunity..."

"You mean people with this habit are used to carrying
lethal They feel severely insecure without them. So, once he gets the gun, the chances of him abandoning it are very
small."

"Our country has such strict gun control measures, and he doesn't have any social connections here. Getting a gun would be incredibly difficult
. He couldn't possibly be indifferent to this opportunity."

"What if she really does throw it away?"

"That would only result in mutual destruction, but then I'd still be facing a murder charge, and your company would be in serious trouble too.
Luckily, we don't have to go that far."

"Where are you going now? To the scene?"

"Yeah, I need to make some arrangements first. Wait for my call later."

"What about Roland..."

"...I'll think it over..."

"Okay...see you later..."

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When the phone rang in the living room, Roland was slumped on the bed, looking like she was dead.

Her black stockings and thighs were wet with semen, her legs occasionally twitching. There was a
large puddle of vaginal fluid on the white sheets, and thick, cloudy semen was flowing from her messy labia, clearly indicating that Lin Zhengnan had ejaculated
a large amount inside her.

She wearily went to the living room sofa and picked up the landline phone, but her face was somewhat tense.

"Is it him?" Lin Zhengnan asked very quietly as he came out of the bedroom, pretending to be very concerned.

Anyway, it definitely wasn't Guo Nan.

"Yang Wenbo..."

Roland answered softly, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her bright red lips pouting slightly, the flush on her face
still lingering, and her eyes misty.

Lin Zhengnan's extinguished lust reignited, and hearing Luo Lan
's soft voice on the phone, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. The beautiful woman before him had just been
panting beneath him, receiving his hot semen, and now she was concerned about another man.

What was her relationship with Yang Wenbo? She'd called in the early hours, and Luo Lan had answered so readily; their
relationship was clearly more than just friendship.

Like most men, Lin Zhengnan possessed a strong possessive streak. He had forgotten that he
wasn't Luo Lan's legal husband; he was merely a third party in someone else's marriage. Jealousy
was out of his reach.

Luo Lan was still on the phone, her face full of laughter, seemingly enjoying herself, completely oblivious to the fact that
her lover had just taken advantage of her.

Suddenly, a pair of large, hot hands pressed against her lower body. The aggressive pressure made her body tremble violently
, and she almost moaned, but thankfully, she reacted quickly and covered the receiver.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to kill yourself? What if he hears us?"

"What did he say?"

"He said he had something urgent to discuss with Guo Nan..."

Lin Zhengnan was also getting angry. This shameless woman was having an affair with him behind her husband's back, and now she was even lying
to his face. As a seasoned veteran, he quickly deduced from the subtle expressions on Roland's face that Roland
and the man she was talking to had an unusual relationship, possibly the same one he had.

She said she didn't want to betray her husband, but she had already cheated on him before me, what was she pretending for...

Roland's image as a noble wife instantly crumbled, and Lin Zhengnan's hands once again groped Roland's voluptuous
naked body.

This time, he didn't care about the beautiful woman's attempts to stop him, and forcefully teased her sensitive spots. Roland twisted
her body, trying to dodge, but with one hand holding the phone, she dared not make a sound.

Pleasure built up within her body, her mature, alluring form gradually surrendering, honestly responding to its needs.
At this most inappropriate moment, she was aroused, and the pleasure from this excitement
was more intense and stimulating than any previous act of intercourse. Her full thighs gradually closed, tightly gripping his
hand that was sliding across her labia, then gently rubbing against it.

"Mmm...mmm...you said, mmm...Guo Nan didn't come home...his phone is off..."

Roland's smooth skin flushed again, her breathing becoming rapid. She tried to control her voice,
but Lin Zhengnan's fingers kept leading her to the abyss of depravity.

When Lin Zhengnan's fingers, carrying her fluids, slowly moved downwards, touching her tight anus, Roland
finally lost herself once more. Watching Roland tightly cover the microphone, her swan-like neck arching back violently,
a suppressed groan escaping her throat, Lin Zhengnan knew he would possess this beautiful woman again.

Sure enough, a familiar look surfaced in Roland's eyes when they met again—a mixture of resentment, confusion, and a
hint of lust. Lin Zhengnan understood Roland's gaze; he knew she wouldn't refuse him this time. His hands
moved more freely, and the beautiful married woman, who had previously resisted, slumped into a limp body, yielding to her lover's demands.

"What's wrong? Tell me… um… um… I'll tell him when I get back…"

Roland felt increasingly aroused, her body almost empty, the emptiness in her lower body tormenting
her desperately. She casually answered the phone, then, with a seductive smile, reached out and grasped her lover's already erect
penis . She spread her stocking-clad legs wide, guiding it to her wet opening.

While still on the phone, she watched with wide eyes as her lover's stiff penis slowly entered
the small hole in the stocking, completely burying itself in her mature, voluptuous vagina, exuding an endless scent of lust.

Under Lin Zhengnan's onslaught, Roland's conversation on the phone consisted of nothing but moans and groans, much like
Ge You in the movie "Cellphone." Despite this, she managed to complete the call.

After saying she'd arrange another time, she hung up impatiently as Lin Zhengnan, consumed by jealousy, thrust
into her even faster. No longer suppressing her voice and movements, she responded to her lover with her last ounce of strength.

"Oh...oh...harder...oh...oh...faster...fuck me..."

"Slut...who was that just now...what's your relationship with Yang Wenbo...are you two having an affair...
?"

"No...no...faster...oh...faster..."

"Do you want him to fuck you...you're mine...only I can fuck you..."

Jealousy fueled Lin Zhengnan's violent thrusting, hurling vulgar insults at the beautiful married woman beneath him.

"No...I don't want him to fuck me...I only want you...fuck me...I'm a slut...I'm your
...slut...ah...ah...ah...fuck me to death...fuck me to death...your...slutty bitch
..."

Roland's words, completely contrary to her usual image, and her increasingly intense body movements brought Lin Zhengnan to the extreme of pleasure.
He hadn't expected that his occasional insults would have such an effect. This woman was completely shameless and wanton
. He suddenly pulled out and thrust his genitals, covered in her juices, in front of Roland.

Roland had never given him oral sex before, and today he was going to completely conquer her. Roland

's gaze was glued to the huge thing in front of her, black and thick, soaked in the juices of
countless women, like a grotesque, deformed cucumber. The glans was like a large egg,
much bigger than Guo Nan's, and its stamina was also incomparable to Guo Nan's.

He had ejaculated several times, yet it was still so hard. Unbelievable, this guy's vigorous energy was simply
inhuman , like an actor in an adult film. Was he on drugs?

But today, she didn't care about anything.

This man was truly a woman's nemesis. She had climaxed several times, but her desire hadn't subsided much, and her body's
sensitivity was only increasing. After being teased for a while, her lust was burning again. Her eyes were filled with lust as she imagined
the pleasurable feeling of this big guy entering her body, but then she smelled the strong, hormonal
scent .

There was even her own vaginal fluid on it...

The huge glans was trembling in front of her. She couldn't help but grasp the shaft with one hand, open her red lips, and gently take
the glans into her mouth.

She licked her tongue briefly before slowly swallowing, knowing men would
love this from women. Saliva carried the erotic scent of his penis deep into her mouth, the soft yet firm flesh
making her lose herself again.

Lin Zhengnan responded by thrusting his hips deeper, and soon he felt the
head of his penis against her throat, but it was gone in an instant, causing Roland to gag.

Not wanting to ejaculate in her mouth, Lin Zhengnan pulled away, standing on the ground, spreading Roland's long,
shapely legs in black stockings and placing them on his arms, his well-defined muscles twitching.

His large, swollen penis gently pressed against Roland's vulva again, the wet touch not penetrating,
but saying, "Tell me, I'm a lewd, adulterous woman."

Roland's phoenix eyes blazed with desire. She hesitated for a moment; she had invited Lin Zhengnan to their affair, and in the past, when passion
was high, they had uttered lewd words, but now this man clearly wanted to completely destroy her dignity.

But she had already given up everything from the past, so what did dignity matter?

Looking into Lin Zhengnan's burning, expectant eyes, Roland said with captivating charm, "I am a slutty, adulterous wife."

His erect penis twitched instantly. Lin Zhengnan, suppressing his sexual urges, said again, "I like the big
cock of an adulterer, say it."

"I am a slutty, adulterous wife, I like the big cock of an adulterer."

"If you like it, pick it up and put it in your cunt yourself."

Roland felt it was all over. This man had turned her shame into a burning lust,
making her forget everything. She picked up his large penis and placed it against her vulva. With just a slight thrust,
a swelling sensation rushed into her heart, her legs trembled, and before she could move again, the man impatiently thrust in all the way.

Lin Zhengnan began a powerful thrusting motion. Roland felt swallowed by a tide; the enormous penis, like a
hot cannonball, pierced through her lower body, swollen, sore, numb, and hot, deeply pressing against
the deepest part of her flower.

She couldn't distinguish between pain and pleasure anymore. Instinctively, she wanted to swallow it all,
but with the man's thrusts, her lower body was contracting in and out repeatedly. Her shaved pubic hair rubbed against Lin Zhengnan's pubic hair
, creating a tingling, itchy sensation. The swelling sense of possession made her gasp for breath.

As her consciousness gradually returned, she clearly felt the rhythm of Lin Zhengnan's penis, its
powerful thrusts like a train starting up. She could even feel the edge of the glans scraping against her vagina,
a sensation so exquisite it felt like it was melting her body and soul, sending her soaring to heaven.

With Lin Zhengnan's thrusts, Roland's eyes gradually unfocused and gently closed. At that moment,
all she could think about was being pleasured by this man.

Lin Zhengnan's lower body pressed tightly against the woman's vulva, their flesh meeting even more closely. Her clitoris
was brushed by pubic hair as his large penis violently churned and thrust inside her, releasing vaginal fluids that
splashed , onto her stockings, and onto the bed. Roland, her eyes closed, felt a surge of heat as Lin Zhengnan's tongue slipped
inside.

His mouth carried the sticky, sensual scent of a woman's vulva, a tantalizing, hormonal aroma that mingled with Roland's passionate kisses. In just a few strokes, he had
Roland's soft, long tongue hooked inside.

Roland instinctively felt disgusted, but she made no attempt to resist or escape. She clung desperately to Lin Zhengnan
's neck, twisting her plump, ripe buttocks to meet his thrusts, oblivious to the filth in his mouth. With her eyes closed,
she kissed him, simultaneously moaning wildly, letting his enormous penis pump wildly inside her, wishing
this feeling could last forever.

But her eyes glistened with a moist luster, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Huff...huff...huff...call me husband..."

Lin Zhengnan grew increasingly excited. He had trained Roland to be so wanton; her wanton moans
came in waves, and her words would make even prostitutes blush.

But when he asked Roland to call him husband, she hesitated.

Lin Zhengnan didn't give up. He lifted Roland's silk-stockinged legs higher, then brought them together, and then
thrust into her hard in a straddle position. This position allowed his penis to penetrate deeper, and the friction against the vaginal walls became more
intense. Soon, Roland couldn't resist anymore; her body trembled in waves, and her juices flowed uncontrollably.

"Oh...gently...gently...it's too...deep...I can't take it..."

"Oh...so good...I'll fuck you to death...fuck you to pieces...I'm going to fill your uterus with my semen..."

Lin Zhengnan's buttocks pressed against Luo Lan's crotch, grinding and rubbing, spreading her legs wide, until Luo Lan's body became
increasingly weak and sore. The huge glans rubbed against her depths like a brush, the annoying tingling and itching sensation almost
driving her crazy. Her lustful fluids soaked the sofa cushions.

"Husband...husband..."

Luo Lan heard another voice in her heart, but then the man excitedly thrust into her cervix and
ejaculated hot semen, which once again completely numbed her physiologically...

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When Guo Minchuan got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he found that there was still light coming from his son's room.

He really had no way to deal with this son.

Don't be fooled by his glamorous public image, his success in the officialdom, his high position and power, and his status as a TV star. But
he also has the side of an ordinary person, and the troubles of an ordinary person.

This son of his really gave him no peace of mind at all. His son doesn't study properly in school, always
causing trouble and getting such low test scores that he
's ashamed to face other parents at parent-teacher conferences. Besides his poor academic performance, he's picked up a bunch of bad habits, constantly asking his mother for money to squander and hang out in
internet cafes. They even installed broadband at home, and now he's a complete internet addict, never sleeping and
just playing random games.

His father doesn't even know if internet addiction is a medical condition, or if there are any hospitals that can treat it. If there are, he really wants to send his
son in for proper treatment.

What will become of him? They say like father, like son, but in his case, it's a case of a tiger father and a dog son.

He doesn't expect his son to inherit his business or make a fortune; he
just wants him to get into university, graduate smoothly, and find a job. But looking at him now...

He was saying he'd made a fortune, but even if he inherited all the nearly ten million yuan he'd painstakingly accumulated through bribery and corruption over his half-life as a policeman , he couldn't hold onto it all; he'd squander it all sooner or later.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He even got constipated from the stress, sitting on the toilet for ages,
veins . Finally, he finished and went straight to his son's room.

Guo Qingsong was huddled in his chair, drinking coffee, staring at the screen, his mouse moving like lightning, busy
as a bee .

He was playing an online game while waiting for the latest update from Jin Lin and other erotic novels. He had several pornographic
websites , including a live video chat room.

He was a long-time member of this site; they'd announced a live stream today, and he'd already prepared
toilet paper and lubricant, ready to give himself a good time. After finishing this game, reading the update, and finally
watching the live stream, he could go to sleep satisfied.

But he was wearing headphones and didn't notice his father peeking at him through the crack in the door.

When he finally accessed the live video chat room, Guo Minchuan stood dumbfounded at the door.

How come he was on this website too?

He knew who ran the site, of course, and he knew how much money Liu Maocai made from it—
because 30% of the revenue went into Guo Minchuan's pocket. Beyond that, he didn't know much.
It was just a website that played pornographic videos; there were countless websites like that now, and law enforcement could
n't possibly manage them all. He

never expected his own son to be involved…

A sudden surge of inexplicable anger rose within him, followed by a feeling of absurdity.

Guo Qingsong, startled by his father's sudden intrusion, quickly closed the webpage.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you asleep yet! Go to sleep, go to sleep!"

"I...I...I'll finish this game..."

"Look at you! You might as well just grow into the computer! What time is it?! All you do is play this
tedious ! Go to sleep, you hear me? If you don't sleep, I'll spank you!"

Finally, under Lao Guo's scolding, Guo Qingsong reluctantly turned off the computer and went to bed.
To prevent him from relapsing, Lao Guo casually unplugged his mouse and took it away. Little Guo wanted to protest, but
under his father's sharp gaze, he chose to shut up.

Afterwards, Lao Guo waited in the living room for a while, and after confirming that his son was really asleep, he couldn't fall asleep himself.

As if possessed, he went into the study, turned on the computer, connected to the internet, and went to the website his son had just visited
.

He'd seen plenty of pornographic websites. They weren't exactly good or bad; of course, as a policeman, they
were illegal, but as a man, after criticizing the lowbrow tastes of capitalism, he did find himself
even .

But this was an exception.

He'd always viewed them as a tool for making money, never caring about their content and deliberately
keeping distance.

This was the first time he'd actively logged onto this website…

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Lin Zhengnan had only slept for less than an hour when his phone woke him.

Beside him, Roland groggily opened her eyes briefly before drifting back to sleep. She was completely naked except for her stockings
, her skin covered in hickeys and pinch marks, her legs spread limply between them, glistening with a sticky, erotic fluid. All of this
was Lin Zhengnan's handiwork.

Looking at the time, it wasn't even five o'clock yet; it was still dark outside.

He felt weak, extremely tired, as if he'd been completely drained. He was too unrestrained with Roland's body,
ejaculating inside her six times, until finally only clear fluid came out. But expending
energy was definitely worthwhile. She let him ejaculate inside her so many times during her ovulation period, and even said she wanted to get pregnant, which meant
she had been conquered by him both physically and mentally.

This woman would belong to him from now on; the feeling of killing someone and taking their wife was indeed wonderful.

Then he saw it was Le Ying calling.

Was this woman still out so late? Did she want him to come over? He was too tired now
. He took his phone to the balcony.

"Hello, Sister Ying."

"Xiao Lin, where are you now?"

"I'm outside, what's up?" "

What did you do to Guo Nan?"

"What did I do? Sister Ying, what are you saying?" '

Didn't you say you got Guo Nan? How did you get her?' "

Sister Ying, why are you asking this?"

"Stop talking nonsense, what exactly did you do?"

"Sister Ying, are you alone right now? Is there anyone else around?"

"No."

"I think it's better if you don't know."

"Is Guo Nan dead or not?"

"Sister Ying, are you recording?"

"I'll record your mother's voice! I'm asking you, I told you to kill Guo Nan, did you kill him or not?!"

"Sister Ying, turn on the video call, I need to see your surroundings." Lin Zhengnan felt something was very wrong.
Could this woman have been arrested by the police and was now deliberately trying to trick him into giving evidence? Were
there ?

The video call was connected in a few seconds. Le Ying's angry face was visible. As the camera panned, it was clear that they were in
a luxurious room, with no one else around.

"Where are you?"

"I own over a dozen houses! Never mind where I am, answer my question!"

"What happened?"

"Guo Nan is still alive! Are you fucking kidding me? Didn't you say you'd taken care of him? I wanted him dead!
How is he still alive?!"

"Impossible! He's lying in the funeral home right now!" Lin Zhengnan exclaimed in shock.

"Lying down my ass! Someone just saw him! Right there on the street!"

"What!?" Lin Zhengnan's hair stood on end.

"He's still alive and kicking! Do you understand?!"

"Are you sure it's him?" "Bullshit!" Le Ying was furious on the phone. "Someone saw him with their own eyes, hailing a taxi

on the street ."

"Who saw it? Is it reliable?"

"Of course it's reliable! It's a colleague from my TV station. She knows Guo Nan and just called out to him."

"Could she have mistaken him for someone else?" "

She called out to him and then turned to look at him. What does that reaction mean?"

Lin Zhengnan basically ruled out the possibility that Le Ying was setting him up, because this woman had just admitted that she
was the mastermind. There was no way to get information out of her like this.

"That's impossible. I saw him being taken to the funeral home with my own eyes."

"Are you sure the body is him?"

"It shouldn't be wrong."

"What do you mean 'should be'? Didn't you confirm?"

"The body was already turned into mincemeat, but it's definitely him."

"Then is it some kind of ghost wandering the streets?! I'm so scared I don't dare go out now! Lin Zhengnan, I'm
warning you, we're in this together. If something happens to me, you won't get away with it either."

"Sister Ying, what do you mean?"

"I want Guo Nan dead! I'm going to kill him! You better get him done right now, or I'll get you!"
With that, Le Ying hung up the phone. Lin Zhengnan stood frozen, phone in hand.

Le Ying didn't seem to be faking it.

Guo Nan wasn't dead? How could that be? He'd seen him taken to the funeral home with his own eyes. GPS signals don't
lie; if he was just injured, why would he be taken to a funeral home? He should have been taken to a hospital.

Had he come back to life? How could that be?

Was someone impersonating Guo Nan?

Quick! Quickly check the locator, see if the signal is still at the funeral home. If it is, it means someone
is deliberately impersonating Guo Nan, which means Guo Nan definitely had a backup plan, and some plan was activated after his death.

This kid won't let anyone have a moment's peace even in death!

The GPS was in the car downstairs. He couldn't care less about Roland; Roland was exhausted and fast asleep anyway
. He shakily got up, put on his clothes, said he had to go out for a bit, and left.

Roland didn't react at all in bed.

A few minutes later, in the car, looking at the location of the signal source, Lin Zhengnan broke out in a cold sweat.

Really…really not dead?! "

How is this possible?

This kid really isn't dead?! He's wandering around outside now!"

Lin Zhengnan's mind was in complete turmoil! Didn't the dump truck hit him? No, if it didn't hit him, how could it have
been taken to the funeral home? How could he not be dead? He's been taken to the funeral home,
could he really have come back to life? Can someone who's been smashed to a pulp really come back to life

? Is he even human? Suddenly, Lin Zhengnan felt a chill run down his spine.

Then this feeling was replaced by a murderous urge.

"I refuse to believe it! Can't I really kill you?

I don't care what happened to you! I refuse to believe that if I shoot you in the head face-to-face and then burn
you to ashes, you can still come back to life! Even if you are a monster beyond humanity, I can make sure you never
rise again! "

At this point, he could no longer think rationally.

Ten minutes later, he returned to his residence, opened the safe, and took out his gun.

He checked the magazine; there were four bullets left.

That was enough!

The signal indicated that Guo Nan was not in the city center, but in a suburb, where he had been staying. Lin Zhengnan
recognized the coordinates; Guo Nan should have been here yesterday, but he hadn't had time
to follow to see what it was. Now it seemed this place was some kind of safe house,
where Guo Nan was hiding.

"You little brat, are you a cockroach? You're really tough! Why

don't you just die obediently? You think you're hiding secretly? Too bad, you're crystal clear to me. Our
confrontation is one-sidedly transparent to me.

You son of a bitch, just you wait! I'm coming..."

************************************ (Separator)

Inside the house, in the living room.

Guo Nan and Roland sat facing each other, silent. The air in the room seemed frozen; the two
were like strangers, feeling no emotion between them.

Guo Nan's expression was more one of guilt, while Roland's eyes were completely devoid of life.

It was a despair greater than death itself.

"Are you... done?" After a long while, Roland finally uttered a soft, almost soliloquized sentence.

Guo Nan remained silent, as if he hadn't heard her.

"You... you've been lying to me all this time... after being married for so long?" Roland's voice trembled with despair.

"You... you're infertile? You... you've been lying to me all this time? If you're infertile, why did you marry me
? Aren't you ruining me? You're forcing me to cheat on you! How could you be so selfish!
How be so selfish!?" The last sentence was almost shouted out with all her might.

"I know I've wronged you..."

"You've wronged me!? You only just realized you've wronged me!? Do you know what price I... I've
paid ? I've been like a fool... and you even stole things, you really want to completely destroy this family
!" At this point, Roland could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Guo Nan, even with a thousand words in his mouth, was speechless.

In fact, he had completely entrusted his fate to Roland. No matter how Roland treated him,
he felt it was his own fault.

He silently stood up and said, "I don't deserve to live with you. You… whatever you choose,
I will have no complaints. If I die, all I can leave you is this house… I'm leaving." With that,
he silently left the house.

And throughout it all, Roland didn't even glance at him…

Guo Nan shuddered, snapping back to reality from his half-dream.

The dream he'd just had had sent shivers down his spine, because it wasn't a dream at all; it was everything that had actually happened a few hours earlier
. He had confessed everything to Roland, but he didn't know what Roland would choose. Perhaps Lin Zhengnan already knew
everything. Perhaps today was his death day; anything was possible.

But he still wanted to gamble, to risk his life.

Lin Zhengnan, come on, I'm waiting for you here.

************************************ (Separator)

Lin Zhengnan gently opened the door. It was almost 5 a.m., and the sky was beginning to lighten.

This was indeed a good place to kill someone. It was a rural outskirts, with scattered houses and sparse population, backed by
mountains and forests . He had been afraid that Guo Nan would escape, so he rushed here as quickly as possible, without having time to carefully
investigate what kind of place this was beforehand.

But he didn't care. It didn't matter whether Guo Nan was alone or not. He was here to
settle .

The signal showed that Guo Nan was in the house and hadn't moved.

He couldn't possibly know that he had been remotely monitoring his every move, and that he was now catching him off guard.

He first used chloroquine through the crack in the door, and then, estimating that the time was about right, he pried the door open. The

door was easy to pry open. After opening the door, he waited for the smell to dissipate, then pulled out his pistol, holding a
homemade .

The interior of the house was simple, so he quickly saw Yang Wenbo's body and Guo Nan sitting beside it.

Guo Nan, seemingly unaffected by the anesthetic gas, calmly watched him…

********************** (Separator)

Ma Yuanbo looked at the large screen, only seeing Lin Zhengnan standing at the door with a gun, seemingly saying something, but
he couldn't hear any sound.

The footage was very clear, with excellent image quality and a clever angle; Guo Nan was clearly outside the frame.

Lin Zhengnan was obviously talking to Guo
Nan

. Seeing that Guo Nan wasn't dead, he should know he was in a trap, yet he didn't show much surprise. His composure was truly first-rate; this kid was definitely a tough nut to crack. Unfortunately, now everyone was on his side.

Beside him, Le Ying's face was ashen. Lin Zhengnan, from the neighboring country of Goryeo, dared to secretly film her, and now he himself
was being secretly filmed without even realizing it. It was terrifying; internet technology these days was too terrifying. Thinking of this, she
worried about her privacy again. Did Ma Yuanbo really have everything? Did Lin Zhengnan have a backup? 　　If Lin Zhengnan died, would it all be over? 　　Meanwhile, countless people had already paid to enter the chat room, waiting to watch a beautiful woman's live sex show, only to see a grown man appear, and the replies were nothing but curses. In an instant, thousands of replies filled hundreds of pages, all of them cursing and demanding that the woman come out immediately… 　　　　　　　　**************************** (Separator) 　　"What's wrong with you?" Lin Zhengnan pointed his gun at Guo Nan, not daring to relax for a moment. 　　This kid seemed to have been waiting for him to come. 　　Was his composure feigned? Or was he truly confident? 　　But he had a gun in his hand, and the advantage was still on his side. There was only Guo Nan here, and he had no reason to lose in a one-on-one fight. 　　Could he have deliberately lured him here? Impossible, unless he knew the secret in his hair. 　　How could he know? 　　"You think you've already won, right?" Guo Nan said calmly. 　　"How come you're not dead? Why weren't you dead in the funeral home?" 　　"What makes you so sure it was me in the funeral home?" 　　"You..." 　　"Do you know when Yang Wenbo died?" Guo Nan patted Yang Wenbo's already stiff corpse beside him. 　　"Didn't you kill him?" Lin Zhengnan's mind was filled with too many questions, and he was unconsciously drawn into Guo Nan's rhythm. 　　"He died about ten hours ago. Do you understand now?" 　　"What?" Lin Zhengnan was stunned. 　　He remembered the phone call Luo Lan answered, the one he answered while he was having sex with her. She said it was Yang Wenbo calling. If Yang Wenbo died ten hours ago, then who was calling? 　　Luo Lan was lying to me! 　　"You must have had a great time with my wife just now, talking on the phone while you were doing it. I actually made that call. I told her I had it all done, and she didn't need to do anything anymore. She could just enjoy your sexual services ." 　　What?! 　　Lin Zhengnan instinctively felt something was wrong. Was Luo Lan just putting on an act? Was her wanton behavior all an act? She even made him ejaculate inside her! Was that also an act? No! He could sense she genuinely wanted to have a child. 　　Then he saw Guo Nan lift her wig, revealing a bald head. 　　Damn it, she really lured him here on purpose! 　　Then he saw Guo Nan's hand reach across the bed and pull out something that looked like a weapon. Fear gripped Lin Zhengnan instantly , and almost instinctively, he raised his gun and fired, not even bothering to use his makeshift silencer… 　　　　　　　******************************** (Separator) 　　Chen Minchuan stared at the computer screen in surprise. Having been a policeman for so many years, he felt, based on experience, that the man was probably holding a real gun. 　　The man's handling of the gun was very practiced and professional, clearly someone who had received rigorous training and was used to handling guns. The large Coke bottle in his other hand was used as a silencer, indicating that the man was a seasoned criminal. 　　What was going on? Why is this website showing this? I wanted to watch some live porn, but this is what I got? 　　Is this a movie shoot? Or a pornographic film with a plot? 　　This man looks familiar? 　　Although Chen Minchuan's integrity as a police officer is long gone, his professional qualities as a policeman remain. In fact, in terms of qualities alone, he is an excellent policeman. His long police career has given him a pair of eyes that can almost remember everything he has seen. 　　He feels he must have seen this man before. 　　Who is he? That's right! Isn't this the South Korean pretty boy who was with Le Ying? His name is Lin Zhengnan. 　　He is obviously confronting someone off-screen. What direction is he facing? Who is he facing? This is a live broadcast. Where is he at this hour?

He was indeed witnessing what could be a major gun-related criminal case.

He almost immediately wanted to call Le Ying. Le Ying was the producer of his TV program, and this guy was her
friend; shouldn't she know something?

And that brat Liu Maocai—did he even know what his website was broadcasting?

These two were definitely involved!

He desperately wanted to call the police station.

But he held back.

He wasn't the naive young man he used to be; he couldn't act without considering the consequences.

Le Ying wasn't someone easily dealt with; her family's influence was too powerful, and he needed
her TV program to continue gaining fame and capital. He was hesitant to act rashly, both professionally and personally. As for Liu Maocai, he absolutely
couldn't let anyone know about his relationship with him; calling him might be a giveaway. He should

observe the situation and protect himself. Having been in officialdom for so many years, he keenly sensed that this case was likely
very complex. It was best not to get involved too easily.

Having risen to his position as a police officer, solving cases was secondary; self-interest was paramount.

However, as a policeman, the events unfolding before him instinctively made him feel that inaction might
lead to serious trouble.

Just as he was caught in a dilemma, he saw Lin Zhengnan suddenly fire a gun.

It was definitely a real gun; he saw the familiar muzzle flash and ejected cartridge case. Although he couldn't hear
the sound, he could recognize it as a real gun!

Damn it! Did he stop?!

But almost simultaneously, he saw something pierce Lin Zhengnan's neck, like an arrow. He
clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground, blood splattered everywhere, his body convulsing.

Chen Minchuan snapped his laptop shut, his initial shock gradually subsiding as he fell into deep thought…

************************************ (Separator)

"Didn't expect that, did you? A blank."

Guo Nan wiped the fingerprints off the crossbow and handed it back to Yang Wenbo.

Lin Zhengnan was now covered in blood, and a large pool of blood splattered everywhere on the ground. He was like a
fish out of water, struggling and convulsing, but too weak to stand. The crossbow bolt that had pierced his neck
had created a horrific bloody hole, causing him unbearable pain and making it impossible for him to breathe or speak. It was also
rapidly .

He was not far from death.

"Do you know who switched it? I, I switched it for you. While you were at my house having sex with my wife, I
went to your house, opened your safe, found your gun inside, and switched it for you."

Guo Nan began cleaning up the traces around the body and took out a scroll of paintings, placing it on the bed.

"Familiar with this painting, isn't it? It's your so-called heirloom. Do you know how it ended up in my hands?
Roland gave it to me. She was the first person to steal paintings from your safe. After that, everything I stole from your house was a fake,
but I didn't know that. You wanted to use this painting to seduce Roland and get close to me, but instead, I discovered your
affair with my wife, which made me hate you. Don't you think you were just adding fuel to the fire?"

"Anyway, this painting was a fake from the start, right? Here you go." Guo Nan carefully placed Yang Wenbo's fingerprints on the painting,
avoiding the camera's view, and began to skillfully set up the scene. Lin Zhengnan watched all this, his dying eyes still showing
surprise , his body convulsing, but he was too weak to reach for his pistol.

"Feels familiar, doesn't it? We're actually in the same line of work. Of course, this job isn't my cover.
I left the Ministry of State Security a few years ago. Before that, we were colleagues."

"You think Roland invited you to my house to sleep with her because she loves you? Wrong! The fact that she slept with you proves she
loves me. If you were carrying a gun, she would have replaced your bullets. That's why she
slept with you to lower your guard. And the fact that you know nothing about it proves that she ultimately chose
me over you."

"I was here prepared to die waiting for you. Until your gun fired a blank, I
wasn't sure who Roland would choose. If she chose you, she would have fired a live bullet at me. This
only shows that while she was sleeping with you, she could have exposed my plan to you at any moment, but she always
hoped you would be the one to die."

"Do you feel satisfied with ejaculating inside my wife? Let me tell you the truth, I'm infertile.
I can't get Roland pregnant, so all she needs is your sperm."

Lin Zhengnan's eyes flickered like a final burst of energy before his body convulsed, then he remained motionless.

Outside, Roland drove slowly along the dirt road. She watched Guo Nan carefully climb out of the window
and clean up any footprints or other traces.

After Guo Nan got into the car, she looked at him.

"...All done?" Her voice was soft.

"All done."

"...He has to die." "

He's dead, really dead."

"...Then let's go home." Her voice was soft and melancholic, as if she were talking to herself.

"Okay, wife." ...

**************************** (Separator)

Six months later, City A.

Guo Nan and Roland walked hand in hand down the street, enjoying the warm sunshine and spring breeze. Roland's pregnant
belly swelled, and she wore maternity clothes, holding Guo Nan's arm, her face full of happiness and sweetness.

It's been a long time since I left S City, and the once-sensational chatroom live-stream shooting case has come to an end.

The truth has been completely buried.

Chen Minchuan, the head of the special task force, ultimately concluded the case as
a mutual murder between Yang Wenbo and Lin Zhengnan, resulting in their deaths.

Of course, he altered Yang Wenbo's autopsy report, postponing the time of death by more than ten hours.

The case report made no mention of the romantic relationship between Lin Zhengnan and Le Ying, nor of
the tense relationship between Yang Wenbo and Le Ying. Originally, the explanation that Le Ying hired her lover to murder her stepson would have been very
compelling , but perhaps due to the influence of the Yang family's money, this detail was omitted from the case report.

As for their motive, it was clearly related to an ancient painting titled "Mountain Lord Picture" found at the scene. According to investigations...
An investigation revealed that the painting belonged to Lin Zhengnan. However, it was stolen by Yang Wenbo, who attempted to sell it. Shanghai police
confirmed that Yang Wenbo had indeed come to Shanghai to try and sell the painting on the black market.

This led to a bloody incident between the two. Ironically, the painting was ultimately identified as a forgery.

Following this lead, it was discovered that several previous antique thefts in S City were linked to Yang Wenbo,
leading the police to conclude that he was the notorious antique and art thief they had been searching for.

The source of the gun was also linked to Yang Wenbo; it was confirmed that he purchased it from Hualong County, Qinghai Province, with
its origin overseas.

The bullets came from a private shooting club, but ultimately
flowed out of the Public Security Bureau through legitimate channels from the Public Security Corps. It was later discovered that over ten thousand rounds of bullets had been smuggled out through these supposedly legitimate channels.

However, these details were not made public; the Yang family did not want this family scandal to be exposed, and the Public Security Bureau did not want
to be seen as having lax control over firearms and ammunition. Chen Minchuan had no objection to this. If the investigation continued, his
connection to the chat room website might be exposed, so stopping there was the best outcome. And
so , with all the relevant parties unwilling to investigate seriously, the case was ultimately
closed in a muddled manner.

Of course, all of this was told to him later by Ma Yuanbo.

By then, he had already resigned from Ma Yuanbo's company, and Luo Lan had transferred her business.

They had figured out what they valued most.

The two walked past the main entrance of Xinduhui, where a program from S City TV was playing on the large screen above.

On it, Chen Minchuan, now promoted to branch director, was speaking eloquently about the once-sensational
chat room shooting case. Clearly, the TV station had done a special feature, and the ratings were soaring.

Guo Nan and Luo Lan exchanged a smile, as if watching someone else's story.

Everything in S City was no longer relevant to them.

Here they are, a new beginning...

(The End)

************************* (Separator)

Finally finished writing. My next writing plan is to start brainstorming for "The End of Dawn Season 2," but I don't know when I'll start writing yet. In short, I am not a professional writer, and there may be some shortcomings in the plot . Please forgive me
, dear readers .

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