[Topaz] Chapter Eleven

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[Yellow Gem] Chapter Eleven: Sisters
"Do you know why I'm messing with you?"

"Brother Kun, please enlighten me."

Wu Dongkun slumped on his favorite sofa, legs spread wide, his magnificent penis protruding from his unzipped pants, glistening with moisture. Cai Fengjuan, dressed in a neat business suit, was kneeling before Wu Dongkun, swallowing the semen that had just been ejaculated into her mouth. Just then, Wu Dongkun, smoking a cigar, cupped her face and suddenly asked...

"Because you're short-sighted and lack foresight." Wu Dongkun exhaled a puff of smoke into Cai Fengjuan's face, then continued, "I know you're resentful, thinking it's just bad luck. This is a common problem among you high achievers. You grew up in the spotlight, thinking you're clear-headed, but you've always been blinded by the brilliance of that spotlight."

"You're arrogant, being transferred from the eldest son's side to the young master's side by the organization, and you feel you're wasting your talents. Talent is important, but the organization is never short of talent. Besides, your vision is too narrow; you can't accomplish great things. I'm on the young master's side, and regardless of whether you're someone who infiltrated the eldest son's side, your vision doesn't seem like it; it's more like you've been abandoned. Someone like you, who's two-faced, is on par with me because of some achievements. If I don't get rid of you, it's too dangerous for me or the young master."

Cai Fengjuan's face turned pale and then red, her teeth clenched so tightly they even made a grinding sound. She took a deep breath to calm herself.

"Brother Kun, I accept your criticism... but since you've been so blunt, may I also speak my mind?"

"You're welcome." "

With a son born out of wedlock, registered under someone else's name, do you think there's a future for him? His 'First Middle School Beauty Conquest Plan' has become a joke within the organization. It's only because the old master is still alive and favors him that we have a future. If the old master retires and the eldest son takes over the organization, do you think we'll have any chance of advancement?"

“Everyone thinks about things in completely different ways.” Wu Dongkun stood up from the sofa, swinging his penis, and turned around in the office with his arms outstretched. “Although I didn’t start from scratch, my grandfather and father deserve some credit for this business. But after I took over, the entire group grew sixfold. I believe I have some ability. The organization recruited me because they valued my biopharmaceutical company. You know how the organization operates. The old man thought highly of me, Wu, and asked me to choose a young master to follow.” Wu Dongkun paused:

“The eldest young master, the second young lady, the third young master, and the youngest young master. Which one do you favor the most?”

“The second young lady,” Cai Fengjuan hesitated before answering.

"Well, this is our parting. It's true, the second young lady is the most capable among them, but think about it, an ancient family that has been passed down for hundreds of years is unlikely to let a woman take over, unless the others are all incompetent. The eldest young master is the legitimate son, and his abilities aren't much inferior to the second young lady's. Do you think the second young lady has a chance?"

Cai Fengjuan's emotions had calmed down somewhat. She realized that Wu Dongkun wasn't deliberately mocking her for pleasure; discussing the heir in private was, to some extent, risky.

"Then it's not the young master's turn either."

"I never expected anything from the young master."

"Then..."

"I just want to enjoy my old age."

Cai Fengjuan's body trembled. Her vision was indeed narrow, but she wasn't stupid. Wu Dongkun had already said this much; how could she not understand what he meant?

"Don't worry about the Western Mining documents. Just play your role well, and I'll help you get the documents back."

(M City Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Department)

"Mistakenly shot the secondary car?"

He Yuanjun looked much more haggard. Her usually smooth and shiny hair was somewhat disheveled, and two small bags appeared under her eyes on her delicate face, adding a touch of pitiful fragility to her otherwise stunning beauty.

"It's like this. The killer's target was Mr. Huang from building 17 in front of you. Mr. Huang had some financial disputes with someone, and as a result, the other party hired someone to kill him. But for some reason, the bullet accidentally hit your son, Zhang Hao."

Zhou Zhenghui explained with a forced smile. Facing such a beautiful woman, even as a criminal police officer, he couldn't help but feel a little awkward.

"For some reason?"

"We found the killer's body. This matter is a bit complicated here, involving some internal police secrets. I can't reveal this to you, Ms. He. I'm really sorry."

"So my son was shot for nothing?"

"We will cover all medical expenses, but please don't publicize this matter."

"I can afford the medical expenses... never mind..."

For a moment, He Yuanjun didn't know what to say. These past few days, He Yuanjun has spent most of her time shuttling between the hospital and the police station, not even returning to the company. Fortunately, the deputy general manager managed everything perfectly, and there were basically no unexpected incidents. She never expected it to end like this. What is this? Her son was shot for nothing? But the killer is dead, so she can't blame anyone.

Yesterday, the president of the M City Entrepreneurs Association called her, presumably on behalf of the government to try and persuade her. She had received a lot of help from the president in the early stages of her business, and now, she could only let it go. She would

accept her son's misfortune as a natural disaster, but there was still one thing she needed to get to the bottom of.

"Do you have any conscience? You even took leave, and with such a big thing happening to our son, you didn't even come back?"

When she returned home, her husband, Zhang Min, was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking. He Yuanjun closed the door with a cold face and immediately exploded.

Faced with his wife's scolding, Zhang Min had no choice but to defend himself: "The project over there suddenly ran into an accident. I didn't want it to happen either. At the time, only I could handle it; otherwise, the company would have suffered millions in losses."

"The company! The company! Is money more important than our son?! You've been obsessed with that job these past few months! Leaving early and coming home late, either at the company or on business trips. Why are you working so hard? Millions? Don't I have millions?"

He Yuanjun roared. She didn't know why she was losing her temper like this. Actually, it would have been better if Zhang Min hadn't said anything. She wasn't the kind of person who could hold a grudge for long. If Zhang Min had just remained silent, she would have calmed down quickly. But Zhang Min insisted on touching the thorn in her heart.

"You do! I don't!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Min was also provoked. He stood up from the bed, his face flushed: "Yes, I'm just an employee, unlike you, the boss!"

"What do you mean by that? Zhang Min, explain yourself clearly."

There was a commotion downstairs, but the sound was blocked out of the room by the soundproofing material. Upstairs, however, Zhang Hao's eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.

Zhang Hao lay on the bed, his face grim. A slight tremor emanated from his ring, bringing a degree of calm to his mind.

There were two other people in the room: a short, thin man sitting in a chair, and a tall, beautiful woman standing beside him.

"Our boss says he needs the information you took from Cai Fengjuan," the short, thin man, Skinny Monkey, said, rubbing his hands together—a habitual gesture. "Please, Brother Hao, have mercy. Don't hold a grudge."

"What about my shooting?"

Zhang Hao asked coldly. Having narrowly escaped death, he had clearly matured, unconsciously mimicking the composed tone of powerful figures in movies.

Skinny Monkey scratched his head, a gesture that made him look exactly like a golden-haired monkey. "Brother Kun has already killed the murderer for you. As for Cai Fengjuan... the storm is coming. We need more partners. She's on our side now. After the storm passes, our boss promised to hand her over to you. You can do whatever you want with her then."

"Watch your words. We're not on the same side. You are you, and I am me. This is just an alliance."

"Brother Hao." Skinny Monkey called him "brother" naturally and affectionately to someone more than ten years younger than him. "You got the ring, which not only thwarted our plans, but our boss didn't do anything to you either. The organization has been investigating this matter. If it weren't for our boss's intervention, it would have been discovered sooner or later. Our boss would have been in trouble..." "

I don't need you to remind me."

Zhang Hao interrupted Skinny Monkey. Ye Yuntang, who was standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded. This teenager was actually an ally of the Young Master Gang? Judging from his tone, he was on par with the Boss. What kind of society is this?

“I’ll give Wu Dongkun face. Tell him he owes me a favor.” Zhang Hao walked to his desk, pulled out four A4 sheets covered in red stamps from the pile of exercise books, and tossed them to Skinny Monkey. Skinny Monkey quickly caught them, secretly thinking: A teenager, yet he speaks like an old man.

“Who is she?”

“She’s from the city’s criminal investigation team. She’s joined the Young Master Gang now. She’s the aunt of your sister’s best friend, Liu Yaqi. Our boss said you might be interested in her, so he had me bring her over to you.”

Skinny Monkey said, a bitter feeling welling up inside. This girl was exceptional. If he hadn’t joined the Young Master Gang, with his looks, he could never afford to marry a woman like her even if he worked his whole life. However, since his boss was compensating him with Qiu Sitong and the foreign girl he’d recently acquired, he had no choice but to readily agree.

Ye Yuntang, upon hearing this, was startled. Her thoughts raced through her mind, quickly matching a target—he was Zhang Meiqing’s younger brother!!

Because of her niece, Ye Yuntang knew Zhang Meiqing, though not well. She had only heard of her sister's brother, who had a bad reputation, but had never seen him.

"What are you daydreaming about? You've been sent away, hurry up and call him your new master!"

Before Ye Yuntang could think further, she received a slap on the butt from the skinny monkey. She forced herself to kneel before Zhang Hao and uttered, "Master."

"Don't use such a brainless title, I don't like it." Zhang Hao sat up from the bed: "What else is there?" "

Hehe, nothing escapes Brother Hao's notice," the skinny monkey said with a grin. "We've been taking good care of Brother Hao's Leopard House, but that stubborn mule... our boss wants you to go ask him again." "

Don't get your hopes up too high. I've never seen anyone with such a resilient spirit." Zhang Hao's fat face suddenly twisted into a sinister smile, as if he had remembered something. He raised his hand towards Ye Yuntang: "Come on, I'll show you some of my collection."

Ye Yuntang was confused, but when Zhang Hao raised his hand, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

When Ye Yuntang woke up, she found herself standing in a dimly lit stairwell, very similar to the basement where the young master had imprisoned her. Zhang Hao was at the bottom of the stairs, having just opened an iron door, but Skinny Monkey was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Hao turned and beckoned to her, gesturing for her to come over. She had no choice but to carefully descend the stairs in her high heels.

The sound of her heels echoing on the stone steps reverberated eerily in the empty stairwell. Ye Yuntang, supporting herself against the wall, quickly reached the bottom of the stairs. Zhang Hao had already gone inside. She pushed open the half-closed door, and upon seeing the scene before her, her legs went weak, and she collapsed against the doorframe.

As a criminal investigator, Ye Yuntang frequently encountered gruesome and bizarre cases, which had, to some extent, honed her composure.

However, the scene in the basement was far more terrifying than she had imagined.

The walls of the second basement level were covered with all sorts of grotesque instruments. She recognized only a small portion of them; they were for torture or specifically designed for women. The unfamiliar ones were probably all for the same purpose: to torment people. The entire basement was rectangular. Directly opposite the stairwell were supports with numerous chains and hooks hanging from them, along with wooden shackles. There were four iron doors on each side, leading to eight cells in total.

However, what caused Ye Yuntang to collapse to the ground was the woman handcuffed in the middle.

Her shoulder-length short hair was matted and disheveled by some kind of "slippery substance," and she wore a leather pet collar around her neck. Below her fair neck, she was completely naked. Her pair of round, firm breasts were shockingly pierced with more than a dozen safety pins, and her snow-white flesh was covered with tiny purplish-black cigarette burn marks. The nipples, adorned with nipple rings, appeared unusually large and erect, their surfaces pierced by three large, straight nails. Though the wounds had long since scabbed over, they still sent a chill down the spine. The lower abdomen was

slightly protruding, but the distinct lines of the flesh indicated a robust physique, suggesting that the bulge wasn't from laziness, but rather that the woman was pregnant. The

genitals, exposed to the air with legs spread wide, were even more shocking than the breasts: the pubic hair on the swollen mons pubis had been burned off, leaving only charred remnants, beneath which lay two pairs of completely inelastic, dark labia. Both the labia majora and minora were pierced with rings, pendants, and nails of various sizes and styles, the flesh likely swollen and elongated from frequent chain pulling.

The vaginal opening in the center, without anything inserted, naturally opened to a depth of nearly three inches. Some dark red, decaying flesh protruded outwards, and diluted, blood-tinged, foul-smelling secretions flowed intermittently from within.

Ye Yuntang recognized this woman in her pitiful state; theoretically, she was dead—Jiang Xiyue, the deputy captain of the provincial criminal investigation team. Six months ago, while assisting in the investigation of a transnational gun smuggling case in M City, Jiang Xiyue and her colleague, Pan Qin, the captain of the special police team, were shot and killed in a shootout with gangsters. Unexpectedly, she hadn't died, but was being imprisoned in Zhang Hao's basement.

Hearing the sound, the once-heroic policewoman shifted slightly, her drool-drenched lips moving barely audibly. Yet, in the unusually quiet basement, Ye Yuntang, three meters away, heard it clearly: "Demon...kill me...kill me..."

"Want to die? Not so fast." Zhang Hao's voice suddenly rose, his fat face contorting and trembling, appearing exceptionally ferocious in the dim light. In this particular setting, Zhang Hao seemed like a completely different person. He turned to Ye Yuntang and said, "Do you know Director Jiang? She's one of my prized possessions. The other women would break down after a few rounds of torture, but she's incredibly resilient."

Hearing Zhang Hao's words, the chains binding Jiang Xiyue clanged a few times. Jiang Xiyue realized there was another person in the room besides Zhang Hao. She slightly raised her head, and when she saw Ye Yuntang, a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes. But when she saw her "savior" collapsed on the ground, that light quickly faded. It was just another victim. Even though she knew her colleagues well, she felt no sympathy. After six months of torment, she was no longer the police force's flower and criminal nemesis she once was.

"It's been a while since my little pets have come to keep me company. I'll go play with them for a bit and then have a heart-to-heart talk with you,"

Zhang Hao said coldly to Jiang Xiyue. He then took a leather whip from the wall and walked around the basement with it, striking each iron door with the handle. Five iron doors emitted different terrified screams. When Zhang Hao returned to Ye Yuntang's side, he lashed out with the whip. The black leather whip landed with a "crack" on Jiang Xiyue's breast. Jiang Xiyue let out a hoarse scream. The lash not only left a bloody welt on her full breasts but also knocked out several safety pins that were originally tucked into her breasts.

Ye Yuntang was speechless with fear at the sight before her. Her body trembled uncontrollably, but the horrific scene was only just beginning.

"Let me introduce you to the guests here."

Zhang Hao pressed a few buttons on the wall, and several "click" sounds came from the iron door. Then, the iron door was pulled up by the chain, revealing the scene inside the room.

The narrow, elongated room resembled a prison cell. The room was empty, without a bed or chair, almost nothing at all. The walls and floor were all covered in some kind of smooth white rubber, with only a small LCD TV hanging precariously from the ceiling.

"Number 1!"

A woman of about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wearing glasses, emerged from cell number 1. She had a charming face and a curvaceous figure, standing at about 1.8 meters tall. She was naked, her body covered with about ten whip marks, and her eyes were filled with undisguised fear and despair.

"Her name is Liu Shiman. She's highly educated, a PhD candidate, and works part-time as a car model. Don't let her foxy face fool you; she's pure at heart. Number 3!"

Room 2 was empty, but a pregnant woman emerged from room 3, her belly protruding, her hair wavy, her appearance similar to room 1—a seductive foxy face, and exceptionally full breasts.

"Her name is Ji Yue."

"I know… the Chinese teacher at the Third Middle School, three months pregnant when she disappeared. Her younger sister, Ji Yun, a nurse at the hospital, also disappeared… you kidnapped her too, didn't you?" Ye Yuntang said hoarsely. She had followed up on this disappearance case four months ago, but had to abandon it due to a lack of leads. She never expected it to be Zhang Hao's kidnapping.

Hearing Ye Yuntang's words, Ji Yue's eyes were blank, showing little reaction.

“That’s right!” Zhang Hao laughed triumphantly, “Not only can I get pregnant women, but I can also sleep with a pair of sisters.”

The daughter who crawled out of room number 4 looked very similar to Ji Yue, but compared to Ji Yue’s mature and seductive charm, the younger sister Ji Yun appeared more dignified and beautiful. Her eyes were a little red and swollen, obviously she had just been crying.

“Come on, give us a performance.” Zhang Hao took a double-ended rubber rod from the wall and threw it on the ground, then lashed it out. “Snap!” It struck the younger sister Ji Yun’s buttocks.

Ji Yun cried out in pain, scrambling to Zhang Hao’s feet with her breasts swaying, picking up the rubber rod with her mouth, then crawling to her sister’s side and taking it down again. She inserted one end straight into her pink vagina. Because her vagina had not been lubricated, the friction when the rubber rod was inserted caused a burning pain, but she did not dare to hesitate for a moment and skillfully fastened the belt. Meanwhile, the older sister Ji Yue spread her legs and raised her big buttocks as high as possible. Her amazing breasts drooped downwards due to gravity, swinging back and forth with her movements.

The younger sister first buried her head in her older sister's buttocks and started licking it with her tongue. The slurping sounds echoed in the quiet basement. Finally, the younger sister held her older sister's round waist and the thick rubber dildo was thrust into her older sister's anus in one go!

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