[Urban] Infiltration V2.0 (Complete) - 16-18

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Chapter 88

Night had fallen, but the small interrogation room at No. 76 was still brightly lit, the interrogation of Zhou Xueping continuing. For most of the day, the agents involved in the interrogation had had their fill of her, many having done it more than once. After all, opportunities to interrogate such a beautiful and high-status woman were rare.

Before dinner, Wu Sibao had tried several times to force a confession from Zhou Xueping while she was writhing in agony, but to no avail. He then considered using torture on her. However, his men were like ravenous wolves, taking turns and clinging to Zhou Xueping's naked body. He decided against it. This was for the best; letting this pampered young lady suffer a bit wouldn't hurt, and might even save him trouble.

At dinner, everyone drank quite a bit in excitement. Wu Sibao had already announced that after a satisfying meal, they would get back and get serious with Zhou Xueping. And they would be working non-stop for the next few days until they completely broke through her defenses. Everyone was excited; interrogating a beautiful woman was invigorating, and no one complained of being tired or sleepy.

Zhou Xueping had been hung stiffly back on the rack, completely naked except for her high heels, which looked bizarre and conspicuous. The thugs, having eaten and drunk their fill, were busy preparing torture instruments in the interrogation room.

Wu Sibao, hiccuping from drinking, approached Zhou Xueping, lifted her pale face, looked her up and down, and asked with a smile, "Miss Zhou, what's your decision? Are you willing to cooperate with us now? Or should you honestly confess Feng to avoid further suffering?"

Zhou Xueping's snow-white, full breasts were prominently bruised. She glared at him with her bloodshot eyes, giving him a disdainful look, and answered firmly, "You beasts... don't even think about it!"

Wu Sibao shook his head, snorted, and paced around Zhou Xueping, who was hanging naked. "Miss Zhou, you're so young and beautiful, and your family is so good. Many men would be happy to use all sorts of methods to persuade you to cooperate. You've only tasted a small appetizer today. How's it going? A little too much, huh? If you continue to be so uncooperative, I'm afraid your fate will be terrible!"

He paused for a few minutes, casually lifting her slightly upturned breasts to examine them closely. Seeing that Zhou Xueping was completely unmoved, he deliberately sighed insincerely and said, "It's a pity that Miss Zhou is so stubborn. But it's alright, we have enough patience to wait for you to wake up. To show our sincerity, I'll give you another chance. Now I'd like to invite you to see two people."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the door was slammed open. With a loud clanking of chains, four burly men dragged in two women in handcuffs and shackles. Both were completely naked, covered in blood, whip marks, branding, and bruises. Their legs dragged limply on the ground, barely able to move.

From the moment the two women entered, Zhou Xueping's heart pounded. The thugs forced the two women to kneel before Zhou Xueping, pulling their disheveled hair upwards.

Zhou Xueping first saw the one on the left, her heart aching like it was being stabbed with needles. She recognized the girl. It was Yu Shijia, a key member of their student union at Jinling University, a girl of only 20 years old. The city committee had arranged for the evacuation of key members from the school system after the meeting that day, but for some reason, Yu had still been arrested.

When her gaze fell on the other kneeling girl, her heart clenched, and tears streamed down her face. Kneeling beside Yu Shijia was her younger sister, Zhou Liping, who had been arrested over a month ago.

Since being rescued from the jaws of death by "Feng" and seeing her, Zhou Liping's hope had been rekindled. Although there had been no news for several days, she felt much more at ease. She firmly believed that the Party organization and "Feng" were doing everything they could to rescue her. These past two days, many people had been coming and going in the women's prison, but apart from the guards outside the door and the nurse who came to change her dressings once a day, no one else had come to her cell.

That evening, just after she had eaten her prison meal, a group of agents suddenly came and dragged her out of the previously quiet cell. They took her to an interrogation room, and as soon as she entered, she saw several agents frantically stripping a female student naked. She was immediately shocked. The female student, covered in wounds, was none other than Yu Shijia.

Zhou Liping and Yu were very familiar with each other. Yu was a key member of the progressive student organization she directly contacted. She hadn't seen her for only a month, and she hadn't expected that Yu had also been arrested, and that she seemed to have been tortured terribly by the enemy. Xiao Yu clearly recognized her too, but before they could even exchange a glance, several agents had swiftly stripped off her tattered cheongsam, which barely covered her body, and handcuffed her behind her back.

She didn't know what the enemy wanted to do with her and Xiao Yu today. Stripped naked and handcuffed behind their backs—it looked like torture. There must be some new development. Before she could think further, a group of burly men dragged them into the familiar underground interrogation room without a word.

When the enemy pulled her head up, she immediately saw the naked woman hanging on the rack. Her heart clenched; she wondered which comrade had been arrested and, like her, subjected to the enemy's vile and shameless torture. But when she saw the woman's beautiful face hanging naked on the rack, she was stunned. She couldn't believe her eyes. She stared wide-eyed, almost crying out.

The beautiful young woman hanging naked from the rack before her was none other than her beloved sister, Zhou Xueping. She thought she was hallucinating from longing, so she closed her eyes and shook her head violently. When she opened them again, it was undeniable—it was truly her sister.

Her sister's hands were cuffed with gleaming handcuffs, hanging high on the rack above her head. All her clothes were gone, revealing her shapely, fair body, though strangely, she was still wearing high heels. Her two long, beautiful legs were slightly parted, standing straight.

Seeing this gruesome sight, her heart tightened. Although her sister's thick, messy pubic hair obscured her view, in a fleeting glance, she could vaguely see the redness and bruises below, and the sticky strands on her bare thighs—a truly horrific sight.

A naked woman standing with her legs spread in full view of men—this posture was shameful. But having experienced it firsthand, she knew all too well that for women who had been gang-raped, it was a last resort. The swollen, throbbing pain in their lower bodies prevented them from closing their legs, no matter how ashamed they felt.

"My sister must have endured a severe gang rape, otherwise, with her usual dignified self-respect, she would never have stood in that position in front of a group of vicious and ugly men." "How could my sister be arrested too? Why does she look at me so strangely? Does she not recognize me anymore?" Zhou Liping couldn't help but want to cry, wanting to call out to her sister loudly. But she bit her lip and held back.

Zhou Liping suddenly realized that perhaps although her sister had been arrested, her identity hadn't been exposed. The enemy was just using her to trick her; that's probably why they brought Xiao Yu along! She had to be strong and not give the enemy any openings. Thinking of this, her mood eased slightly, and the expression on her face gradually calmed down.

Seeing the Zhou sisters exchange glances but remain silent, Wu Sibao smirked maliciously, then stepped forward, breaking the suffocating silence and shattering Zhou Liping's illusions. He patted Zhou Xueping's face and asked, "Miss Zhou, Secretary Xueping, what are your thoughts on seeing each other again, sisters?"

Only then did Zhou Xueping's tears stream down her face. She couldn't believe that the almost inhuman, broken body kneeling before her was her lively, beautiful, and still-childlike sister. Zhou Liping, stunned by the cruel reality before her, cried out pitifully, "Sister!" and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing Zhou Xueping's tears, Wu Sibao sensed his opportunity. He had Zhou Liping helped to a chair and lowered the chains suspending Zhou Xueping, letting her feet touch the ground. Then, he parted the disheveled hair covering Zhou Xueping's face and said casually, "..."The second young lady is a bit disobedient, so we had to resort to some force. But I guarantee that as long as Miss Zhou cooperates and identifies Feng, we will definitely heal Miss Liping's injuries and return you to a beautiful young lady unharmed..."

Zhou Xueping abruptly raised her head, her eyes blazing with fury: "You beasts...you're not human...you're even worse than beasts..."

Wu Sibao's face darkened instantly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He stepped forward, pinching Zhou Xueping's flushed face hard, and said menacingly, "Miss Zhou, don't be agitated. Discretion is the better part of valor. You should know what kind of place No. 76 is. Since we've managed to get you here, we naturally have ways to make you talk. But..."

As he spoke, he grabbed Yu Shijia, who was kneeling naked on the ground, and shoved her pitifully naked and tender body in front of Zhou Xueping: "Look, what a pity, such a beautiful female student ruined like this. This is what happens when you don't cooperate with us at No. 76!" Zhou Xueping

's heart ached, and tears streamed down her face. Yu Shijia looked up at her face and said with difficulty but determination, "Sister Xueping... don't worry, I can handle it..."

Wu Sibao angrily threw Yu Shijia to the ground, roughly pulled Zhou Liping, who was being held between two burly men, from the chair, pushed her in front of Zhou Xueping, pinched her right breast without a nipple, and then grabbed Zhou Xueping's firm and full left breast and pulled it together, saying viciously to her, "You fucking look carefully, if you don't confess honestly, I'll do this to your breasts too, so you can never be a woman in this life!"

Zhou Xueping looked at her sister's scarred and bare breasts with the nipples cut off, the coin-sized bloodstains still seeming to bleed. Her eyes blazed with fury as she struggled to break free from Wu Sibao's grasp, cursing, "You beasts! Inhuman! You deserve to die a horrible death!"

Wu Sibao's face darkened. He grabbed Zhou Liping's mangled breast with one hand and pinched Zhou Xueping's face with the other, saying viciously, "You ungrateful bastard! You'd rather be a prostitute than a proper young lady. You won't learn your lesson until you're dead. I'll give you a good show right now!"

With that, he waved his hand, and several agents hurriedly dragged the naked Yu Shijia from the ground and pushed her opposite the equally naked Zhou Liping. Both women were pushed to the rack, facing Zhou Xueping, who was hanging naked on it, one on each side. Their faces were less than a foot apart; they could clearly feel each other's breath. Wu Sibao intentionally left them naked and staring at each other like this.

Wu Sibao glanced at Zhou Xueping, then grabbed Zhou Liping and Yu Shijia, one in each hand, and forced their heads down, causing both girls to bend over involuntarily.

Two burly, shirtless men, who had been eagerly waiting, stepped forward and stood behind them, grabbing their cuffed hands and kicking their legs apart with a "smack," forcing them to spread their legs and stick out their buttocks, exposing their genitals. Then, shamelessly, the two men pulled out their hard, erect penises and pressed them against the girls' unprotected buttocks.

Wu Sibao signaled two agents to come over, grab the girls' hair, and lift their faces so they were directly facing Zhou Xueping, who was just inches away. He lifted Zhou Xueping's chin, forcing her to look closely at the two pained little faces, and said viciously, "Miss Zhou, look closely, these two girls are being punished because you refused to cooperate!" He then raised his hand: "Begin!"

Two half-naked men, unable to restrain themselves any longer, immediately grabbed one girl's buttocks each upon hearing the command, simultaneously thrusting their thick penises into the two girls' anuses with rapid, "plop plop" sounds. In an instant, the interrogation room was filled with a series of heart-wrenching lewd sounds.

"Stop! You beasts..." Zhou Xueping watched as her sister and Xiao Yu were wantonly violated by the enemy before her eyes, their frail bodies hunched over in humiliation, legs spread wide, their small breasts swaying helplessly back and forth with the brutal thrusting of the thick penises. Her face turned purple, her lips trembled, and she couldn't help but cry out in anger.

Wu Sibao smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed Zhou Xueping's hair, lifting her face. The two burly men who were thrusting vigorously, as if by telepathy, grabbed the two girls' arms that were tied behind their backs and pulled them into their arms, forcing them to raise their pained faces and bare breasts. At the same time, they increased the force of their thrusts, making the two weak girls' legs tremble and their white breasts fly up and down, like two helpless boats in a storm.

Wu Sibao stared intently at Zhou Xueping's bloodshot eyes and trembling lips, his tone a mix of softness and harshness as he pressed, "What's wrong, Miss Zhou? Are you heartbroken? If you are, confess quickly, and I'll let them go. Tell me, which one is Feng?"

He paused briefly, then added sharply, "Exactly! To let your own sister suffer so much for a complete stranger, you, as her older sister..." He then feigned a shake of his head, his eyes never leaving Zhou Xueping's face, observing her changing expressions.

Zhou Xueping suddenly turned her face, her beautiful eyes wide with disdain, glaring at Wu Sibao and shouting, "You beasts... You have sisters too... They're still students... They know nothing... Use whatever you have against me... Let them go!"

Wu Sibao was slightly taken aback, then a sinister smile crept onto his lips. He glanced around, grinning, and said, "Did you all hear that? Miss Zhou said she'll settle scores with you. Who's going to grant her that wish?"

Before

Wu Sibao finished speaking, a burly man had already leaped behind Zhou Xueping, his large, fan-like hands pressing firmly on her hips, and he kicked her legs apart. At the same time, Wu Sibao subtly gave a signal, and two agents quickly lowered the chains suspending her. Taking advantage of the situation, Wu Sibao forcefully pressed Zhou Xueping's head down, forcing her into a humiliating position, like her sister and the young girl, with her legs spread, back bent, and buttocks sticking out.

Before Wu Sibao could give the order, the burly man couldn't restrain himself any longer. With a thrust of his hips, a thick, long penis ruthlessly pierced through her already wet and tangled cleft, viciously penetrating her swollen and sticky lower body.

Zhou Xueping let out a muffled groan, biting her lip tightly to suppress a sound. The large penis plunged in mercilessly, withdrawing halfway after a brief friction. After a deep breath, it plunged in again, this time all the way in. Zhou Xueping

's lower body tightened, her slender frame swaying violently from the impact. Her full breasts bounced wildly, like two unrestrained little rabbits, rising and falling with the rhythm of the man's vigorous thrusts. She desperately tried to suppress the waves of panic rising within her, striving to calm herself.

In a daze, she faintly heard suppressed moans. Just then, a large hand gripping her hair yanked upwards, forcing her face upwards. She saw two small, flushed faces, also forced upwards, close at hand, filled with pain and confusion.

Seeing Wu Sibao pull Zhou Xueping's face up, the two burly men behind Zhou Liping and Yu Shijia immediately became more energetic, simultaneously increasing the force of their thrusts. The sounds of "plop, plop" echoed, causing the two young girls to ache and feel excruciating pain. Despite clenching their teeth, they couldn't help but groan softly.

Hearing the "plop, plop" sounds and the pitiful groans, Zhou Xueping's face gradually turned deathly pale. Ignoring the frantic thrusting below her and the aching pain from her breasts bouncing up and down, she screamed furiously, "Beast... let them go... come at me..."

Wu Sibao looked triumphantly at Zhou Xueping's beautiful face contorted with extreme anger, leaning close to her ear and saying..."What, Miss Zhou, you feel sorry for your sister? If you do, confess now! Confess and we'll release you and your sister, otherwise we'll let them keep you company and give you a taste of what it's like to be with a man..."

As he spoke, the burly man behind Zhou Xueping silently increased the pace of his thrusts. Wave after wave of thrusts made her weak all over, her heart pounding uncontrollably. The other two burly men, as if receiving a command, thrust forcefully while pushing the two helpless girls forward, making them stagger.

In an instant, the heads of the three naked women almost touched. Strands of hair from the two girls repeatedly brushed against Zhou Xueping's cheeks. She could even clearly feel their suppressed, rapid, painful breaths. The heavy, excited breathing and the unbearable sounds of thrusting echoed from around her.

Zhou Xueping lowered her head, letting her disheveled hair obscure her sweaty face, her eyes fixed on the ground, almost afraid to look at the opposite side. But in her mind, she couldn't help but vividly imagine the cruel scene of a large, ugly penis, sticky and stringy, thrusting in and out of the two young girls' tender lower bodies.

Watching her innocent younger sister and comrade-in-arms suffer this inhumane rape alongside her, naked and completely helpless, tormented her heart. Zhou Xueping closed her eyes in despair and anguish. But the heavy, painful breathing, desperately suppressed sobs so close to her, relentlessly assaulted her sensitive eardrums and increasingly fragile nerves.

"Confess or not?" Wu Sibao patted Zhou Xueping's bare buttocks, demanding in a gruff voice, while simultaneously pulling Zhou Xueping's face up again. Her nose almost touched her sister's and Xiao Yu's sweaty cheeks. Seeing their contorted faces in pain and their swaying breasts, hearing their suppressed sobs, Zhou Xueping struggled to close her eyes, clenched her teeth, and remained silent, burying her excruciating pain deep within her heart.

A muffled thud sounded opposite her. Zhou Xueping instinctively lifted her eyelids and saw Xiao Yu's legs buckle as she knelt on the ground. The burly man behind her, panting heavily, released her bound arms and slowly rose. His semi-erect penis, covered in thick semen and glistening with sticky strands, dangled between his legs.

Xiao Yu, naked and swaying, was about to collapse to the ground when a large, hairy hand suddenly appeared and grabbed her handcuffed hands. A burly man, already naked from the waist down, pounced on her from behind. He knelt on one knee, lifted the girl's bare buttocks, and with a sudden thrust of his hips, plunged his already rock-hard penis into the kneeling girl's lower body.

Zhou Xueping's heart ached as if being scratched by a cat. Before she could catch her breath, she heard a low, muffled growl from the other side. She instinctively turned her head and saw the spy standing behind her sister, Zhou Liping, sweating profusely, his face flushed red, his broad lower body pressed tightly against Zhou Liping's open lower body, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Zhou Liping bent over, her face pale, biting her lip, a sticky fluid flowing between her parted legs, her legs as weak as noodles, slowly kneeling to the ground. The moment her knees touched the ground, the agent who had been holding her hair grabbed her arms, stepped between her legs, lifted her wet buttocks, pulled her upper body up, and thrust his penis into her muddy lower body with a "plop."

Zhou Xueping wanted to cry but had no tears, enduring the waves of shock rising and falling between her legs, her lips trembling as she muttered curses: "Beast... beast... you have sisters too..."

Wu Sibao grabbed Zhou Xueping's chin, his face almost touching her nose, and shouted aggressively: "Stop your damn nonsense! Miss can't take it anymore? If you can't take it, then confess! If you don't confess, then you sisters will be here forever as prostitutes serving us!" As he spoke, he winked at the big, dark-skinned man behind Zhou Xueping.

The burly man obeyed, immediately bending over and thrusting like a machine at full power, his forehead soon beaded with sweat.

Zhou Xueping felt waves of heat rushing from her body to her lower abdomen, threatening to burst forth at any moment. She couldn't help but let out a soft "humph." But she immediately bit her lip in shame. Her own sister and comrade were being cruelly violated and ravaged by the inhuman enemy, and her own body was responding to the beast's defilement. This made her feel utterly ashamed. She desperately suppressed her rapid breathing, silently enduring the increasingly intense thrusts in her lower body, and wearily closed her beautiful eyes.

The heavy, sweaty body behind her continued to pound down like a ram, each time the thick penis plunged all the way in, bringing its scorching heat into her delicate body.

Zhou Xueping's full breasts bounced up and down, making her feel flustered and disoriented. Her naked body was sweating, and a scalding heat seemed to surge wildly within her chest and abdomen. She desperately suppressed her body's reaction, trying to prevent that shameful heat from bursting forth.

Suddenly, she heard a chaotic and desperate struggle and moaning, seemingly right next to her ear. Before she could react, her bouncing breasts touched something warm and soft. At the same time, the sounds of struggle beside her intensified, and she inadvertently recognized a familiar sound.

Zhou Xueping instinctively raised her eyes and was immediately startled. She didn't know when, but her younger sister Zhou Liping and Yu Shijia, who were kneeling on the ground, had been forced beneath her by the men thrusting into them from behind. The two men, their large penises erect, were thrusting into her silently, while two other burly, menacing-looking men, one on each side, grabbed the girls' hair, forcing them to tilt their faces up and bring them closer to her chest.

The two poor girls endured the humiliating thrusting from between their legs, tears streaming down their faces as they desperately struggled to avoid the white, fleshy mounds flying before their eyes. But the two spies wouldn't allow them to escape. They grabbed their hair with one hand and pinched their chins with the other, forcefully pressing their cheeks and mouths against Zhou Xueping's firm, swaying breasts.

Zhou Xueping was utterly devastated, struggling desperately to twist her body and try to lift herself up. But Wu Sibao's large hand pressed firmly against her bare back. Her hands were hanging high on the rack, and she had no strength left. The large penis between her legs continued its relentless thrusting, leaving her weak and powerless. She could only watch helplessly as the two tearful, pale faces drew closer to her swaying breasts.

Suddenly, Zhou Xueping felt a shiver run through her body, biting her lip hard to keep from crying out. A pair of soft lips pressed against her sensitive nipples. It was her younger sister, Zhou Liping.

Zhou Liping was exhausted; her neck felt like it was about to be snapped by those iron-like hands. The powerful thrusting of the penis between her legs felt like it was splitting her body in two, slowly draining the last bit of strength from her. She was limp and helpless, completely at their mercy.

Her face was forced against her sister's warm, soft breasts, her sensitive lips rubbing back and forth against those cherry-red nipples. She could clearly feel those soft nipples hardening and erecting little by little. Tears streamed down her face; she felt sorry for her sister, but she was utterly powerless.

"Open your mouth... open your mouth now... take the nipple in!" The agents grinned, shouting all at once. The heads of both girls were forcibly pressed down, their lips rubbing against Zhou Liping's full breasts. But they both clenched their teeth and refused to speak.

Zhou Xueping felt a tingling sensation all over her body from the friction, tears welling up in her eyes. She was almost losing control of her body. Suddenly, a scream rang out as Zhou Xueping felt a heat on her left breast. Her already erect and sensitive nipple was instantly enveloped in a warm, wet mass.

Looking down, she saw her younger sister, Zhou Liping, kneeling between her legs, her buttocks raised and chest thrust forward, her pale face streaked with tears. A large, iron-like hand had forcefully pried open her small mouth and pressed it firmly against her erect breast. Her entire nipple and areola were forced inside.

Zhou Xueping struggled desperately, trying to twist her body, but she was held down and could not move at all. She could feel her younger sister Zhou Liping trying her best to dodge, but her body was completely powerless, controlled by several large hands and the large penis inserted into her body. Only her warm, fragrant tongue frantically tried to dodge in her mouth, but it always accidentally touched her sensitive nipples, making her feel flustered and confused.

To make matters worse, Zhou Xueping suddenly felt a sharp tightening in her right chest as a large, hairy hand grabbed her breast. It turned out that the agent who had grabbed Yu Shijia's hair, although he had pried open her mouth, couldn't press her face against Zhou Xueping's chest. In desperation, he had no choice but to grab Zhou Xueping's breast and forcefully shove it into Yu's forced-open mouth.

Seeing this, Wu Sibao quietly released his large hand from Zhou Xueping's back, quickly moved behind the two kneeling girls, and slapped their round, upturned buttocks with his two large, fan-like hands, shouting, "Suck! Suck it now...suck her nipples hard...let's see if they're still hard..."

The two girls were moaning and struggling desperately, but the difference in strength was too great, and they couldn't get away. Instead, Zhou Xueping's full, soft breasts were covered in glistening saliva, wet and sticky. A series of electric-like tingling sensations spread rapidly throughout her body, making her feel increasingly weak and unable to resist the surge of heat in her lower abdomen.

Two rough, large hands gripped Zhou Xueping's slender waist tightly, a low groan came from behind her, and another heavy thrust came, the thick, hard penis once again fully inserted. The heat flowing between her legs and the tingling sensation in her chest intertwined, leaving Zhou Xueping overwhelmed. Her naked body involuntarily shivered, unable to suppress the surging tide any longer. Her lower body relaxed, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, and a slippery, warm liquid gushed from her lower abdomen between her thighs.

The burly man pressed against Zhou Xueping's back shuddered, then thrust his penis all the way in, ejaculating as well. After ejaculating, he slowly withdrew his limp penis, pointing at Zhou Xueping's overflowing vulva and shouting, "Damn it, look, look... Miss Zhou came, she's so fucking horny and wanton..."

Wu Sibao, beaming, ran over and saw that the ground between Zhou Xueping's legs was soaked, glistening under the light. He reached down and touched Zhou Xueping's crotch, then triumphantly lifted her chin, holding his sticky right hand in front of her eyes, looking down at her and saying, "How about it, Miss Zhou? Feeling better now? If you're feeling better, hurry up and confess, or you'll regret it later!"

Zhou Xueping gasped and turned her head to the side, avoiding Wu Sibao's aggressive gaze. Wu Sibao's gaze froze, he snorted angrily, and beckoned over a burly man who pressed against Zhou Xueping's bare, high-raised buttocks.

He pressed down on Zhou Liping and Yu Shijia's heads, which were pressed against Zhou Xueping's chest, one in each hand, and shouted angrily, "Suck! Suck hard... I want to see how long she can stay hard..." Another thick, long penis slammed into Zhou Xueping's lower body, and immediately, her juices gushed out. She let out a painful groan and lowered her head deeply.

Half a day of torture and humiliation had left Zhou Xueping physically and mentally exhausted, suffering unbearable pain. Her consciousness gradually blurred with the rapid thrusting. In her hazy state, she could only feel the rock-hard penis relentlessly moving in and out. Her body was numb, and the tingling sensation in her chest seemed to be fading away. The moans of her sister and Xiao Yu also became increasingly indistinct. She could only vaguely sense that the shameless men surrounding them changed like a revolving lantern.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Zhou Xueping was awakened by a piercing scream. The large penis inserted between her legs was ejaculating joyfully. Her lower body was numb and devoid of feeling, only the warm, sticky fluid flowing freely down her thighs.

She struggled to lift her heavy eyelids and vaguely saw her sister Zhou Liping and Yu Shijia still beneath her, their faces pressed against her chest, their necks limp. Two naked, burly men were thrusting into their buttocks, their arms bound behind their backs.

The piercing screams came from Xiao Yu to her right. Zhou Xueping strained to turn her gaze to her, and was horrified. She couldn't believe her eyes: the large penis thrusting in and out of Xiao Yu's crotch was stained crimson, the specks of blood from it staining half of her buttocks red.

Zhou Xueping glanced instinctively to her left, her heart clenching. Her sister, Zhou Liping, was also covered in blood and gore. She clenched her teeth, refusing to cry out.

Tears streamed down Zhou Xueping's face. Right before her eyes, with each "plop plop" of the large penis thrusting in and out, crimson blood mercilessly stained the two girls' buttocks and thighs, staining a large patch of the ground red. She realized that their lower bodies must have been severely injured during the torture, and now they were being brutally torn apart again.

The two thugs continued to gang rape the two girls until they passed out before stopping. They withdrew their blood-soaked penises and lazily retreated to the side, leaving the two poor girls limp on the wet ground. By this time, their entire lower bodies were stained red with blood, almost obscuring their original skin color.

The agent behind Zhou Xueping also withdrew his penis after ejaculating. No more men approached. The agents in the room became listless and exhausted. Wu Sibao's scheme failed, and he looked dejected. He was at a loss for what to do, and angrily ordered his men to pull up the chains and hang Zhou Xueping upright again.

Looking at the two girls limp on the ground, Zhou Xueping felt as if her heart was being torn apart, and her whole body trembled. She bit her lip tightly, tears streaming down her face, her eyes red as if they were about to bleed.

Wu Sibao glanced at his listless subordinates, knowing that continuing the interrogation without giving them a break would yield no results. He beckoned several agents over, dragged the unconscious Zhou Liping and Yu Shijia up, and hung them in the corner opposite Zhou Xueping, shining a powerful spotlight on their bloodied naked bodies. Then he personally raised the chains suspending Zhou Xueping until half her foot barely touched the ground.

He grabbed Zhou Xueping's hair and said hatefully to her grief-stricken face, "We're going to get some late-night snacks now, and when we get back, we'll have the energy to deal with you properly. Take a good look at your good sister and your subordinates. If you don't confess, we'll send you all to hell! I'll make sure you get your shit out of you!" With that, he led all the thugs out of the room.

Chapter 90

: After leaving the small interrogation room, Liu Mei sat in her office, restless and uneasy. The lewd and brutal scenes in the interrogation room had left her deeply shaken. Faced with this situation, she was almost helpless, which made her somewhat disheartened.

After returning, she kept a close eye on the activity in the interrogation room. The interrogation showed no signs of stopping. She pretended to organize documents and stayed in the office until late at night.

After dinner, she hesitated about whether to stay in the office further when she suddenly heard unusual noises outside, including the sound of shackles dragging on the floor. Thinking the interrogation was over, she secretly peeked through the crack in the door and saw a group of agents dragging two young women, stripped naked, into the interrogation room. Her heart clenched, because she recognized one of them as Zhou Liping.

She knew very well what would happen to Zhou Liping after she was taken into the interrogation room. Needless to say, Wu Sibao had planned this all along, and would definitely use Zhou Liping's bloody and gruesome condition to exert maximum psychological pressure on her older sister, Zhou Xueping. She could fully imagine the horrific scene that would unfold when the Zhou sisters met under these circumstances. Both women were now handcuffed and shackled, completely naked. What a heart-wrenching and tragic scene it would be if their eyes met!

She couldn't help but doubt whether her decision to save Zhou Liping was the right one. This had not only prolonged Zhou Liping's physical and mental suffering but also greatly increased Zhou Xueping's pressure, making her torture even more brutal and agonizing.

Liu Mei was frantic, wishing she could take Zhou Xueping's place in the torture. But she also knew that panicking wouldn't help, so she repeatedly told herself to stay calm.

Time ticked by, but Liu Mei remained trapped in a state of utter despair, completely at a loss. She fully understood the perilous nature of her situation. With the successive arrests of Lao Duan and Zhou Xueping, her connection to the organization had been completely severed. Lao Duan had committed suicide to protect himself, while Zhou Xueping was still enduring inhuman torture.

She had sensed Hua Jianxiong's suspicion of her. His unusual arrangements for interrogating Zhou Xueping before his trip to Changchun were a clear signal. Undoubtedly, danger was closing in. Normally, as an undercover agent, she should remain steadfastly undercover, observing the situation.

But Zhou Xueping was being interrogated next door; her safety directly impacted her own fate, and she couldn't remain indifferent. She had no doubt about Zhou Xueping's resilience, but she also knew how ruthless and cunning Wu Sibao was. He would certainly use any means necessary to harm Zhou Xueping. What was happening in the interrogation room was proof of that. This made Liu Mei restless. She couldn't simply sit and wait for her doom.

Hua Jianxiong's departure exposed her to the treacherous intrigues and backstabbing within the unit. Hua Jianxiong, Ding Mocun, Li Ziwu, and Wu Sibao each harbored their own agendas, and there was certainly an opportunity to exploit them. But where was that opportunity?

She had tried to probe that afternoon but had been rebuffed by Wu Sibao. What should she do next? This question racked her brains. Even if she couldn't immediately rescue Zhou Xueping, she needed to at least delay the interrogation and buy time for the next step of the rescue.

But Wu Sibao now held Hua Jianxiong's power, unyielding to both soft and hard tactics, leaving her at a loss. She pondered deeply but couldn't find a solution. Waiting for Hua Jianxiong's return would likely make things even more difficult. Thinking of Zhou Xueping still suffering in the interrogation room, she felt increasingly anxious.

It was already late; she rarely stayed in the office this late, except when accompanying Hua Jianxiong. She knew perfectly well that staying here wouldn't save Zhou Xueping, but would only increase suspicion. But she was still unwilling to leave so easily, as if staying here could alleviate some of Zhou Xueping's pain.

Suddenly, she heard a commotion from the interrogation room, with many people leaving. Her heart skipped a beat, thinking the interrogation must be over. But upon closer inspection, only Wu Sibao and his men came out, all heading towards the dining room. Zhou Xueping and her sister, along with the other female prisoner, remained in the interrogation room. She understood they were going for a late-night snack; it seemed Wu Sibao was going to interrogate Zhou Xueping all night. What should she do? As

Liu Mei was agonizing over this, she suddenly heard crisp footsteps outside the office door. Startled, she recognized the footsteps as belonging to a woman in high heels. Who could be coming here at this hour? Was it for her?

A moment later, the footsteps indeed stopped at Hua Jianxiong's office door, and the door creaked open. Liu Mei nervously glanced at the doorway and was surprised to see the enigmatic Lin Meiyin enter. A thought flashed through her mind. She secretly pondered how to respond without arousing suspicion if Lin Meiyin asked.

Sure enough, Lin Meiyin smiled and asked Liu Mei, "Secretary Liu, you must be very tired today?" Liu Mei, unaware of her intentions, replied expressionlessly, "The director asked me to organize some documents before he left, and I haven't finished them yet." Then, with a pointed retort, she added, "Secretary Lin, aren't you also working so late?"

Lin Meiyin, contrary to her usual demeanor, smiled kindly and said, "Boss Zhou was treating everyone today, and it's only just ended. I was seeing him off and passed by here, and seeing how lively it was, I came in to take a look. I didn't expect everyone at No. 76 to be so diligent."

Seeing Liu Mei's puzzled expression, she smiled mysteriously and said, "Director Ding is also still in his office."

Liu Mei was startled upon hearing this. Ding Mocun was practically irrelevant at No. 76; he always came to work half-heartedly, and she had never heard of him staying in his office so late. But she hadn't heard of anything important happening today that required him to be in the office. Could it be…

Before Liu Mei could think further, Lin Meiyin looked at her meaningfully and said, "The small interrogation room is also brightly lit. Looks like someone's been working all night."

Liu Mei didn't know what she meant by this rambling, so she deliberately probed, "Are they interrogating that communist criminal?"

Lin Meiyin immediately became interested and leaned closer to ask with concern, "Is it that Zhou Xueping?" Seeing Liu Mei nod, she curled her lip and said disdainfully, "That sounds nice, what interrogation? It's just rape! Like father, like son. I heard even Director Ding was involved today! I just overheard Li Ziwu bragging in that office over there, thinking nobody knew."

Liu Mei was shocked. Everyone in No. 76 knew that a beautiful female prisoner like Zhou Xueping, once in the interrogation room, was almost certain to be gang-raped. That afternoon, she couldn't help but rush over to check on Zhou Xueping because she was so worried about her, only to be rebuffed by Wu Sibao. What she didn't know was that Ding Mocun was involved in the gang rape of Zhou Xueping. It seemed Li Ziwu was also involved.

Thinking of Ding still in his office, a thought suddenly occurred to her. She had to try, no matter what. She deliberately spoke in an unusually warm tone, "Sigh, with Jianxiong gone, these guys have become lawless. Who knows what kind of filthy things they'll do in the dead of night."

Hearing her words, Lin Meiyin's expression changed, she coldly snorted, hurriedly said goodbye, and turned to leave. Hearing the crisp footsteps heading towards Ding Mocun's office, Liu Mei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly tidied herself up and left the office.

Chapter 091

: Early the next morning in Changchun, Hua Jianxiong brought Wang Fengyan and Liu Dazhuang to Tang Shuqiang's office. Today, he was scheduled to visit several important institutions, but his mind was preoccupied with how to get Yan Yu back, so he seemed somewhat preoccupied.

Tang Shuqiang had already prepared a car for them. Upon their arrival, he greeted them warmly and accompanied them to the Mei Agency, the Japanese intelligence headquarters in Changchun.

Hua Jianxiong's trip to Changchun was merely to fulfill the task assigned by Boss Zhou and to save face for the Japanese; he didn't actually have any substantial mission to accomplish. Coupled with Yan Yu's arrest, he was somewhat distracted by these unavoidable social obligations.

Moreover, he already knew Kitajima Shizuka's background, and the assassination attempt on the ambassador was orchestrated by the Mei Agency, with which he himself had considerable connections. He was very clear that the one who gave Kitajima Shizuka the orders and the one who sent him the Soul-Chasing Seal were two parallel lines that could never intersect. He had already reported to Commander Hashimoto and neither needed nor could he personally report to the Mei Agency. Since everyone had met, no one would dare to expose the truth. Thinking about it, it was indeed a bit awkward.

Fortunately, everyone in the Mei Agency was an acquaintance; they were the ones who orchestrated Kitajima Shizuka's trap. Now it was on the front page of newspapers in Nanjing and Shanghai. The blame had been firmly placed on Chongqing, leaving them speechless. Everyone had already reported to their superiors. They met face-to-face, understanding each other implicitly, laughing and joking, chatting idly about everything under the sun. That was considered it done.

The flamboyant Wang Fengyan, however, stole the show; almost every Japanese man stared at her, some even nearly touching her. Hua Jianxiong found it amusing, thinking to himself that Ding Mocun would be devastated if he knew.

After leaving the Mei Agency, Tang Shuqiang accompanied them to the Kwantung Army headquarters and two other Japanese offices. It was already afternoon by the time they finished.

After lunch, Tang Shuqiang asked Hua Jianxiong if he wanted to go to his office. Hua Jianxiong shook his head, saying he needed to go to the prison to check on the interrogation. He needed to find a suitable opportunity to request that the prisoners be brought back to Shanghai.

They took Wang Fengyan back to her apartment and then went to the prison together. Upon entering the gray building, hysterical screams and cries immediately filled their eardrums. Hua Jianxiong patiently inspected each of the interrogation rooms downstairs, but his mind was preoccupied with Yan Yu upstairs.

He could tell that Tang Shuqiang and Liu Dazhuang were getting impatient; their real interest lay with the female prisoner upstairs. However, Hua Jianxiong deliberately lingered downstairs, unable to reveal his particular interest in Yan Yu. At this point, he felt the time was right and asked Tang Shuqiang tentatively, "Shall we go upstairs and take a look?" Tang Shuqiang nodded repeatedly, as if granted a pardon, "Yes, yes!" He turned and led them upstairs, Liu Dazhuang grinning broadly as he hurriedly followed.

Upstairs was far less noisy than downstairs, but every scream from the prisoners in the interrogation rooms was chilling. Hua Jianxiong glanced through the window at the first interrogation room, then walked straight to the second interrogation room where the female teacher's college student was being interrogated.

He pushed open the door and went in, without even glancing at the innermost interrogation room where Yan Yu was being interrogated. Inside, the young and beautiful female student was naked and bound to a tiger bench, being tortured. Three weights had already been added to her feet. The female student had clearly fainted several times and had just been revived by being splashed with cold water. Her large, vacant eyes stared blankly, seemingly unresponsive to the torturer's menacing shouts.

The burly man pressing down on the girl's knees with one hand while roughly kneading one of her bruised breasts with the other, yelled, "Who contacted you? Speak!" Hua Jianxiong could almost hear the cracking of the girl's tender leg bones. The girl was pale, covered in sweat, and kept pleading for mercy, but offered no substantial confession.

Guided by Tang Shuqiang, Hua Jianxiong sat down in a partitioned rest area in a corner of the room. Liu Dazhuang, however, couldn't resist moving closer to the torture bench, his eyes fixed on the girl's tender, bruised, naked body, eager and ready to pounce.

Seeing that the girl still wouldn't confess, the burly man was about to faint again. He released his large hand from the girl's knees, and his hard, calloused hand ruthlessly thrust between her two tightly bound, white thighs.

The girl shuddered, her thin shoulders twisting helplessly as she let out a pitiful groan. The large, hairy hand, inserted between her tightly pressed white thighs, moved ruthlessly towards the point where her legs met. Soon it gripped the girl's inner thigh. With practiced ease, he bent his fingers upwards and then thrust them in, forcefully penetrating the girl's swollen lower body.

The girl's entire body tensed violently, her pitiful groans rising in intensity, but she could only move her head. She desperately shook her head, tossing her short, shoulder-length hair. But it was all in vain; she could only watch helplessly as the burly man's thick fingers wantonly ravaged her tender body.

Hua Jianxiong coldly watched the brutal torture scene inside the room through the glass, his mind racing with thoughts of Yan Yu being subjected to the same cruelty in the next room, hoping she could endure it.

Liu Dazhuang, clearly itching for a fight, whispered a few words to a junior interrogator before rolling up his sleeves and getting to work. Hua Jianxiong's eyes were fixed on the naked female student bound to the tiger bench, his mind preoccupied with how long Yan Yu could hold out and how to get her under his control. While lost in thought, he made small talk with Tang Shucheng.

As they were talking, a bespectacled, scholarly-looking agent walked in, handed Tang Shucheng two crumpled sheets of paper covered in writing, and reported in a low voice, "Number 7 has confessed." Hua Jianxiong's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw Tang Shucheng quickly finish reading the interrogation record, then look up at him with a smile and say, "Brother Jianxiong, congratulations! You've finally broken through one, and it's related to you!" Hua Jianxiong was taken aback, his heart clenched, and a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in his eyes. (
Chapter 92, April 20th

) Liu Mei hadn't slept well all night, wondering how the Zhou Xueping sisters and that female student surnamed Yu had fared the previous night. There was still no progress in rescuing them.

After going to bed, she couldn't sleep due to her worries, and when she did fall asleep, she kept having nightmares filled with naked, bloodied women. She woke up before dawn. She couldn't lie there any longer. Gritting her teeth, she got up, quickly washed up, and rushed to Cell 76.

Upon entering, she immediately went to the duty room to check yesterday's interrogation records. The person on duty told her that Wu Sibao and the others had left after having a late-night snack for some reason. Liu Mei knew her little trick had worked and relaxed a bit. But she knew this cleverness could only temporarily alleviate Zhou Xueping's humiliation; she had to find a way to rescue her quickly, or it would be too late.

Reaching the door of the small interrogation room, she suddenly heard movement inside—women's moans. Startled, she pushed open the door and went in.

The room was dimly lit. After her eyes adjusted, she was shocked by the gruesome scene inside. Two naked women, covered in blood, hung against the corner of the interrogation room, their heads bowed, their faces hidden by their short, disheveled hair. The moans were coming from them.

Liu Mei recognized one of the women as Zhou Liping from her battered body and mutilated breasts. The other, though her face was obscured, appeared to be a young woman from her figure. Furthermore, many of her old wounds had scabbed over, clearly indicating she wasn't Zhou Xueping.

She didn't bother to examine the woman closely, nor did she pay attention to the night watchman who had just stood up rubbing his eyes. She turned and left the interrogation room. There weren't many people at work in the office building yet. She hurried to the cells, heading straight for Zhou Xueping's cell.

The guard, dozing in his office, immediately perked up when Liu Mei entered. Liu Mei tried to appear nonchalant, coldly asking, "When was Zhou Xueping taken into custody last night?" The guard hesitated, then said with surprise, "No, Old Wu took Zhou Xueping away yesterday afternoon and hasn't brought her back! I heard Li Degui say they'd be interrogating her all night. Even Zhou Liping and Yu Shijia have been taken away and haven't been brought back." He hurriedly pulled out the register to show Liu Mei.

Liu Mei nervously checked the prisoner entry and exit records. Indeed, Zhou Xueping and her sister, as well as Xiao Yu, only had release records, but no admission records.

Liu Mei was filled with doubt, feeling as if she had fallen into a heavy shadow. She mechanically nodded and turned to leave, a huge question occupying her mind: What exactly happened? Zhou Xueping was neither in the interrogation room nor in her cell; where had they taken her? Had she been taken to the Japanese? If so, the rescue was basically hopeless.

Liu Mei thought for a moment, then quickly went to Wu Sibao's office. Pushing open the door, she found a blue-covered record book on the table, hurriedly flipping to the last page, where she saw Zhou Xueping's name. The admission time was around 1 a.m. Looking at the prisoner admission signatory section, she froze—it was the name of a man she didn't recognize.

Liu Mei quickly returned to Hua Jianxiong's office, her mind racing. Who exactly was Lin Meiyin? What was she and Ding Mocun up to? What exactly happened last night? Where exactly did they take Zhou Xueping?

Back in her office, she picked up the internal phone and called the guard room to inquire about the vehicle entry and exit records from the previous night. She quickly found that a prison van had indeed taken a prisoner out in the early hours of the morning, but it returned empty shortly afterward, and the driver was Wu Sibao.

The situation was becoming increasingly complicated, and Liu Mei's heart pounded with anxiety. She called the vehicle fleet to check the whereabouts of the prison van last night. The result was completely unexpected: the prison van had taken a prisoner to Ward B late last night. The duty officer only remembered that it had taken a female prisoner in heavy shackles, and knew nothing else.

Ward B was another prison ward belonging to No. 76, located in a small alley across the street, which explained why the prison van returned so quickly.

But Liu Mei's doubts only grew stronger. In No. 76, the division of labor between Wards A and B was very clear. Ward A, which was the main prison, held and interrogated important political and espionage criminals. Ward B was entirely for criminal and economic offenders. The prisoners there are a mixed bunch, and the conditions are much worse.

Under no circumstances should Zhou Xueping, a significant political prisoner, be imprisoned in Zone B. This is highly unusual. If Wu Sibao really did send Zhou Xueping to Zone B last night, what are they planning? Are Lin, Ding, and Wu plotting something bigger with each other?

After considering it for a moment, Liu Mei decided to continue the investigation. Whatever their conspiracy, she had to find out the truth. After all, Hua Jianxiong had left her instructions to cooperate with the interrogation before he left.

It was just past 7 a.m., and almost no one had come to work yet. Liu Mei left the gate of Cell 76 and headed towards Block B across the street. When she reached the entrance of Block B, she directly asked the gatekeeper for the name of the person she had found who had signed for the package. Sure enough, it was the guard supervisor here; he had been on night shift last night and hadn't gone home yet.

Following the gatekeeper's directions, Liu Mei entered the cell block. The pungent stench immediately made her frown. She pushed open the door to the guard's office the gatekeeper had shown her. A large, fat guard was fast asleep, slumped over his desk.

Liu Mei immediately noticed a wrinkled, tattered light blue cheongsam lying on a worn-out bench in the office—the very same garment they had stripped from Zhou Xueping in the interrogation room yesterday. There was also a clear stain of sticky, milky-white liquid on one end of the bench and on the floor below. Liu Mei was shocked; her heart clenched immediately.

The guard, who had been slumped over the table, looked up at the sound, drool still dripping from his mouth. He was startled to see Liu Mei, and stood up, flustered and unsure what to do.

People from Section A were rarely seen in Section B. Especially someone like Liu Mei, the beautiful secretary of a high-ranking official at headquarters, a highly sought-after figure, she never showed her face in Section B. The guard subconsciously glanced at the bench, looked at Liu Mei, and opened his mouth, unsure how to speak.

Liu Mei asked bluntly, "Zhou Xueping has been brought here?" The guard hesitated for a moment, then nodded repeatedly. Liu Mei breathed a sigh of relief, and with a commanding tone, said, "Take me to see her!" The guard jumped up as if granted a pardon and led Liu Mei out the door.

The cells in Section B were completely different from those in Section A. Here, there were mostly large cells holding twenty or thirty people, filled with a stench and overflowing with sewage. The prison mainly held criminals: thugs, thieves, prostitutes, robbers, rapists, opium addicts—all sorts of scum.

The side of the cells facing the corridor had no wall, only bars welded together from steel bars thicker than a thumb. Walking down the corridor, the situation inside was completely visible. As Liu Mei walked down the corridor, listening to the occasional rude shouts coming from the cells, her mood grew increasingly heavy.

Chapter 93

: Looking at this filthy, stinking black prison, Liu Mei's doubts deepened. "Could Zhou Xueping have been locked up in a cell like this last night?"

The deeper Liu Mei walked down the corridor, the more uneasy she felt. A sudden chill ran through her as she realized something was amiss. She had clearly seen the sign when she came in; the women's prison was on the right-hand side of the corridor. But this guard had led her all the way to the end of the left-hand corridor…"

Just as she was about to ask, the fat man stopped, staring blankly at Liu Mei with a large bunch of keys in his hand. "We're here," he said. Liu Mei looked up and gasped. A sign hung prominently on the door of the cell in front of them: "Male, Geng 4."

Liu Mei peered into the cell and her heart clenched: this was a men's prison holding no fewer than thirty inmates! This cell was clearly the largest and most crowded of all the cells, and significantly more lively than the others. Everyone

inside was facing inwards, watching something, and bursts of lewd chatter emanated from it. No one even noticed the guards or Liu Mei's arrival. The guards shouted several times before the inmates turned to look, then, as if caught red-handed, hastily dispersed and sat down. As

the crowd dispersed, Liu Mei saw a scene that shattered her heart.

In the innermost corner of the cell, against the wall next to the toilet, leaned a pale, fleshy mass—a naked woman, clearly visible upon closer inspection. Although the woman's head was bowed and her face was obscured by messy short hair, Liu Mei recognized her familiar figure immediately—it was Zhou Xueping.

Zhou Xueping's hands were roasted behind her back, her legs spread apart and raised high above her head. Half of a round, fleshy mound was visible along the inner edge of her spread thighs, with one side revealing a hard, purplish-red nipple. A pair of fashionable high heels conspicuously adorned her raised feet, making

the situation appear extremely bizarre. Heavy shackles bound her feet, and thick iron chains were attached to the back of her neck, forcing her to lie in this humiliating position on the dirty, damp ground, displaying all her private female organs to the dozens of hungry, wolf-like men in the cell.

While all the other prisoners dispersed and sat down, two men lingered, pressed against Zhou Xueping's naked body. One was holding her head down between his legs, his dark, ugly, smelly flesh rubbing against Zhou Xueping's filthy face. Another man grabbed her buttocks from behind, a thick, hard penis thrusting greedily into her open crotch.

Seeing the guard and Liu Mei, the man in front released her, stood up dejectedly, and carelessly let go of Zhou Xueping's hair, reluctantly pulling his still-exposed, smelly penis back inside.

The skinny man behind, however, gripped Zhou Xueping's bare buttocks tightly, not only refusing to let go but also increasing the speed of his thrusts. He looked at the guard defiantly, constantly thrusting his hips, panting heavily like an ox. Even as the guard opened the door and went inside, he was still roaring wildly, his body trembling violently as he pressed against Zhou Xueping's crotch.

The guard forcibly pulled him away, and the entire room of prisoners burst into laughter. A thick, black penis was pulled out of Zhou Xueping's lower body. A stream of thick, white semen gushed from her open vagina, dripping onto the floor.

The ground beneath Zhou Xueping was already a muddy mess, a mixture of prisoners' excrement and thick, white mucus, resembling a filthy puddle.

Zhou Xueping's head was submerged in the water, her mouth slightly open, her face and hair smeared with sticky semen. She would occasionally gag in pain, white fluid dribbling from her mouth with each breath, hanging at the corners of her lips.

Liu Mei's heart ached at the sight. She discreetly pulled out a small handkerchief to cover her nose, secretly wiping away the tears welling in her eyes, letting out a heavy snort, and turned to leave.

The guard hurriedly ran out of the cell, slamming the door shut behind her, and jogged after her.

Liu Mei walked into the office with a grim face and slammed the door shut. The guard cautiously slipped in and stood by the wall with his hands at his sides. Liu Mei's eyes widened as she glared at him angrily, demanding, "Do you know who Zhou Xueping is? She's a wanted criminal personally selected by the director, and she has crucial leads on a major case. How dare you…"

The guard, his face full of grievance, pleaded, "Secretary Liu, listen to me. The prisoner was brought here by Old Wu from your side with Director Ding's handwritten order. He specifically requested that she be placed in the men's prison, and specifically requested that she be kept with serious criminals, in the largest and most chaotic cell. I also found it strange… but I couldn't disobey orders, and I was just following orders…"

Liu Mei felt a sharp pain in her heart, but she forced a glare and pointed to the cheongsam crumpled on the bench and the conspicuous stains, asking, "Is this also following orders?"

The guard blushed, lowered his head, and muttered something under his breath. Liu Mei stopped arguing with him and sternly ordered, "Get her out of there right now! We can't leave her in that den of thieves. Dress her too. If anything happens to Zhou Xueping, the magistrate will skin you alive when he gets back!"

The guard, upon hearing this, hurriedly ordered someone to bring Zhou Xueping out. Seeing the guard still standing there trembling, Liu Mei was about to instruct him to prepare a single cell when she heard a series of noisy footsteps approaching from outside. The door opened, and Wu Sibao led a group of men in.

Wu Sibao was also taken aback when he saw Liu Mei. His eyes darted around and he immediately bowed and said, "Secretary Liu, so you're here too. What are you doing here..."

Liu Mei's face darkened and she said, "What a mess you've made! Bringing Zhou Xueping here for those murderers to abuse. If this gets out of hand, I'll see how you explain this to the director!"

Wu Sibao said with a forced smile, "It was Director Ding's order. I dared not disobey!" Just then, several guards dragged Zhou Xueping, her shackles clattering, over.

Zhou Xueping, naked and limp, was supported by two burly men. Her legs were involuntarily spread apart, one foot in a high heel, the other bare. Her pubic hair was clumped together, its original color unrecognizable, and a sticky fluid was dripping down.

Her once beautiful hair was completely ruined, wet and disheveled. She occasionally vomited, the foul odor of her breath detectable from afar. Dried semen clung to the corners of her mouth. Several shocking purplish-blue bruises now marred her once fair and smooth breasts. She stood stubbornly, but her legs trembled uncontrollably, as if she might collapse at any moment.

Seeing Zhou Xueping's pitiful state, Liu Mei felt a piercing pain in her heart, as if being bitten by a cat; she clenched her teeth, wishing she could tear these beasts to pieces.

Upon seeing this, Wu Sibao secretly gave the guard chief a wink, grabbed the crumpled cheongsam from the bench, and said with a smile to Liu Mei, "Secretary Liu, I have to take her away quickly. Miss Zhou might have something to say right now. Please forgive me." He then handed the cheongsam to one of his men, who hastily draped it over Zhou Xueping's shoulders. He took the register, signed it, and led a group of men, carrying Zhou Xueping and dragging her shackles away with a clanking sound.

Chapter 094

This night was an unspeakable nightmare for Zhou Xueping.

During the interrogation of the previous day, she had been stripped naked by the enemy, subjected to endless rape, and gang rapes in increasingly varied forms, brutally losing her virginity. She had endured this mental and physical torment with gritted teeth. But the most painful blow she suffered was the reunion with her sisters that evening.

After enduring countless rapes, just when her body and mind were nearly numb, she unexpectedly encountered her sister, Zhou Liping, who had been arrested over a month earlier. Seeing her naked body, covered in wounds and deformities, and witnessing firsthand the brutal torture inflicted on her and Xiao Yu by the enemy, watching the drops of blood flow from their lower bodies to the ground, Zhou Xueping was heartbroken and filled with unbearable pain. As

midnight approached, when Wu Sibao left a harsh threat and took his men for a late-night snack, she had already mentally prepared herself for the worst. Bound and naked, her sister and comrade-in-arms, face to face with a pack of well-fed wolves, were about to face a horrific ordeal. A brutal and inhuman act was about to unfold before her eyes.

But to her surprise, when Wu Sibao and his men returned from their late-night snack, they actually took her down from the rack, hastily dressed her in her tattered cheongsam, handcuffed her hands behind her back, and led her out of the interrogation room.

Zhou Xueping was truly stunned. Wu Sibao's meticulously planned reunion with his sisters had just begun. He had laid the groundwork, clearly intending to exert maximum psychological pressure on her after the late-night snack, attempting to break her nerves. She didn't believe the enemy would simply give up. But what tricks were they playing? She couldn't figure it out for a moment.

She was hastily put into a sealed prison van. As soon as the van started moving, the escorting agents busied themselves nailing shackles to Zhou Xueping's feet. Zhou Xueping's mind began to nervously speculate where the enemy would take her. Perhaps to a more secretive, dark interrogation place, perhaps to be handed over to the even more brutal and inhumane Japanese military police... What about Liping and the others?... Her heart began to grow increasingly uneasy.

Unexpectedly, the van only drove for a few minutes, made two turns, and then stopped. The door opened, and Zhou Xueping thought other prisoners were being brought onto the van. Unexpectedly, two burly agents got on, grabbed her without a word, and dragged her out of the van.

She couldn't understand what the enemy was up to. It was pitch black outside. A thought flashed through Zhou Xueping's mind like lightning: "Could it be an execution?" But this sliver of hope vanished as quickly as a shooting star.

A group of agents escorted her into a large house. She was pushed into a narrow room and made to sit on a cold, long bench. Two agents watched her intently.

She saw Wu Sibao and a large, fat man talking as they walked down a corridor. The fat man had a fawning smile on his face, holding a large notebook, pointing at things in the notebook and around him as he walked, as if explaining something to Wu Sibao. She suddenly realized that this seemed to be a prison as well.

"So close to No. 76, what is this place? Why did Wu Sibao suddenly stop the interrogation and bring me here?" Zhou Xueping was filled with questions. "Could it really be the execution ground?" But she immediately dismissed the thought with a bitter smile: "It can't be that easy." She didn't know how much time had passed when Wu Sibao returned, accompanied by the fat man. The two agents guarding Zhou Xueping grabbed her arms, one on each side, and lifted her up.

Wu Sibao walked up to Zhou Xueping, his face close to hers, and said with a forced smile and reeking of alcohol, "Miss Zhou, you've had a hard day. Orders from above have been given to find you a place to rest. Please!" Before he finished speaking, the two agents behind him pushed her towards the door. Zhou Xueping twisted her body, freeing herself from the large hands, and turned to look at Wu Sibao and the fat man. She didn't know what the enemy's scheme was, but she didn't want to be manipulated.

She calmly said to Wu Sibao, "Now that the interrogation is over, please remove my handcuffs so I can get dressed." She knew very well that prisoners were generally not handcuffed in their cells. Even when wearing restraints, handcuffs are usually placed in the front. With her handcuffed behind her back like this, she couldn't eat, sleep, or even relieve herself. Besides, her cheongsam was hastily put on, exposing much of her skin; she was practically half-naked.

Before Wu Sibao could speak, the fat man's face changed: "What kind of high and mighty airs are you putting on! In my territory, I'm the boss! Enough talk, let's go!" Before he finished speaking, the two men behind him, one tall and one short, dragged Zhou Xueping out the door without a word.

Surrounded by a group of men, Zhou Xueping, still in her shackles, staggered towards the direction Wu Sibao and the fat man had gone. It was a wide, brightly lit corridor.

As soon as Zhou Xueping entered, she understood; this was indeed a prison. Unlike Cell No. 76, which consisted almost entirely of small, completely enclosed cells, this cell had large cells on both sides of the corridor. None of the cells had walls facing the corridor; instead, they were separated by thick iron bars, allowing a clear view of the interior.

Zhou Xueping noticed that each cell was crammed with a dozen or even dozens of prisoners, all disheveled and with fierce expressions. Even though it was past midnight, the people in the cells seemed quite excited, with occasional loud shouts.

As this large group passed through the corridor, especially with the sound of Zhou Xueping's shackles dragging on the floor, it immediately attracted the attention of the prisoners in the cells on both sides. Many prisoners climbed onto the iron bars, peering at them. When they saw Zhou Xueping, slender and pretty but barely clothed, they erupted in a series of chilling roars:

"Hey, little girl... what have you done... come to me... I have plenty of room here..."

"Hey, this little wench is so cute! Come to me, let me pamper you..."

"Whose concubine is this? Murdering her husband? Come here, come here... send her to me, I'll rape and kill her... let her die a gluttonous death... hahaha..."

Zhou Xueping's heart leaped into her throat. She realized the environment was dangerous; these people were clearly criminals, thugs, robbers, a bunch of lowlifes and scum. She lowered her head and walked quickly forward without a word. Regardless of whether she was handcuffed in the front or back, she now hoped they would lock her in their cell as soon as possible.

Suddenly, she stumbled, her soft breasts bumping into the agent holding her. The man took the opportunity to grope her ample breasts. Zhou Xueping was about to speak when she noticed everyone had stopped.

The fat man picked up a key from a large keypad, making a "clattering" sound.The iron gate was opened abruptly. Wu Sibao grinned lewdly at Zhou Xueping and said, "Miss Zhou, we've arrived. Please rest here for the night."

Zhou Xueping looked up and her face immediately flushed red, her breathing becoming rapid. This was a cell housing at least twenty or thirty male prisoners. A sign on the cell door read "Male, Geng Si Bao." Zhou Xueping glared angrily at Wu Si Bao and protested loudly, "Despicable! Send me to the women's prison!"

Wu Si Bao chuckled and said, "Miss Zhou, I'm really sorry, there are no other seats available. You'll have to make do here for the night, and we'll continue our conversation tomorrow!" He then gave a signal, and several burly men, without further ado, shoved the struggling Zhou Xueping through the iron bars and slammed the lock shut.

The men inside the cell were peering over the bars, drooling over the half-naked, beautiful woman in handcuffs and shackles. Suddenly, the cell door opened, and the beauty they had been coveting was shoved into their cell. Immediately, they swarmed around her like madmen, and Zhou Xueping was instantly engulfed in the chaotic crowd.

Wu Sibao, watching the chaotic scene, yawned with a sinister smile, called to the fat man, and led his men away.

Chapter 095:

The fat man saw Wu Sibao into the car, then jogged back to male cell number four, finding it in complete chaos.

Zhou Xueping, hunched over, was squeezed in a corner by several burly, fleshy men. Her bare arms were being grabbed, and her only garment, a tattered cheongsam, was being lifted up, several large hands groping her face, chest, and thighs.

Zhou Xueping, her face flushed and her voice hoarse, desperately resisted: "Beast... let me go... get away..."

No one paid her any attention. A burly, dark-faced man had already reached his hand into Zhou Xueping's unclothed crotch and was directing two rough

men to push her to the ground. The fat man recognized him; this was the cell boss, nicknamed Blackie. He quickly found the key, opened the iron gate, and roared into the cell: "Insolence!" The prisoners turned around at the sound of his voice, saw the fat man, and scattered in a commotion. Zhou Xueping leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, her full breasts heaving violently, her face deathly pale.

The fat man lewdly beckoned to Zhou Xueping: "Come here!" Zhou Xueping's heart tightened; she knew this was no good. But thinking of the dozens of bloodthirsty, restless wolves in the cell, she reluctantly moved her body. Unexpectedly, her legs gave way, and she almost fell.

Upon seeing this, Blackie waved his hand, and immediately two or three men came forward, grabbed Zhou Xueping's arms, and quickly carried her to Fatty's side. Blackie, grinning obsequiously, handed the limp Zhou Xueping to Fatty, not forgetting to pinch her round buttocks before leaving.

Two jailers followed Fatty as they carried Zhou Xueping back to the small dark room by the door, still forcing her to sit on the dirty long bench. The fat man plopped down on the opposite table, reached out and pinched Zhou Xueping's chin, scrutinizing her delicate face with a smug look. "Truly a lady of high birth

. All that talk of a beauty that could rival a nation's! Haha, today's a windfall, fallen right into my hands!" Zhou Xueping turned her face away from his filthy hand and coldly said, "Take me to the women's prison."

The fat man chuckled, pinching the shoulder of her tattered cheongsam with two fingers and lecherously looking at her. "Look at the state she's in, it's outrageous!" He then winked at the two jailers beside him. "Hurry up and fix Miss Zhou, what kind of behavior is this!"

The two jailers grinned, grabbing Zhou Xueping's arms and pulling her tattered cheongsam up. Zhou Xueping's cheongsam was already tattered and hastily put on; with their tug, it was pulled right off the collar. The tattered cheongsam lay crumpled on the floor, Zhou Xueping completely naked except for her high heels.

Desperate, she cried out, "You filthy scoundrel...put it on!"

But the fat man ignored her curses, leaping off the table and pouncing on her naked body. His large hands gripped her firm breasts, greedily kneading them.

Zhou Xueping struggled desperately, shouting angrily, but to no avail. In the blink of an eye, she was thrown backward onto the bench, two jailers each holding down one of her legs, while the fat man pinned her naked body down. After a few kneads, he released one hand and, with a soft "whoosh," took Zhou Xueping's bright red nipple into his mouth, sucking on it with relish. His free hand didn't stop there, quickly thrusting between her legs.

Zhou Xueping struggled fiercely for a while, but it was all in vain. Finally exhausted, she had no choice but to give up resisting, panting as she lay back on the bench, letting the scoundrel do as he pleased. The fat man grinned as he fiddled with Zhou Xueping's genitals for a while, then withdrew his

hand from between her legs, chuckling as he looked at the sticky fluid on his fingers. He released her, stood up, and began impatiently undressing. The two jailers seized the opportunity, each holding one of Zhou Xueping's shoulders to prevent her from moving. One of them swallowed hard, quickly reaching down and groping Zhou Xueping's pubic hair. The other shook his head mockingly, boldly spreading her plump thighs.

Zhou Xueping twisted her body in disgust, but they immediately held her down firmly. Looking at the alluring cleft between her legs, the jailer almost drooled. He reached out and lewdly fiddled with the sticky, fleshy lips lying prostrate in the grass, swallowing hard as he shook his head, saying, "Damn, the people sent over from the other side are something else! Look at this little slut, she's way better than any girl in a brothel!"

"Nonsense!" The fat man, completely naked, squeezed in. He straddled Zhou Xueping's naked body, smirking at the two jailers, "This is what you call a lady from a respectable family, understand?" With that, he spread Zhou Xueping's legs and straddled her on the bench, thrusting his engorged penis into her parted lower body.

Zhou Xueping instinctively tried to struggle, but one jailer held down her shackles, the other her shoulders, and the fat man's hands gripped her breasts tightly, rendering her completely immobile. The fat man thrust his hips forward, his thick penis plunging all the way into her ravaged vagina.

Zhou Xueping couldn't move, so she could only shake her head back and forth, shouting angrily, "You scoundrel...you beast...let me go...ah..." The fat man had probably never raped such a refined woman before, and was already so engrossed in his thrusting that he completely ignored Zhou Xueping's curses.

Before long, Zhou Xueping's body gradually went limp. The fat man thrust even more vigorously, moaning with pleasure like a boar in heat.

Seeing that Zhou Xueping had stopped struggling, the two jailers exchanged glances, quietly released her, and began to take off their pants. The shorter one, who was holding her down, rolled his eyes as he did so. He pulled out his belt, waved it at the taller man opposite him, and pointed to Zhou Xueping's white breasts. The taller man immediately understood and pulled out his own belt, handing it to him.

The shorter man fastened the two belts together, then gestured towards Zhou Xueping, who was being brutally penetrated by the fat man. The tall man grinned as he took the two belts joined together, then turned and approached Zhou Xueping's upper body. He slipped a hand under her armpit.

Zhou Xueping flinched, instinctively twisting and struggling, but was immediately pushed down by the fat man's even more forceful thrusts. The short man, now stripped down to only a dirty pair of underwear, also rushed over to help pin down Zhou Xueping's rounded shoulders.Seeing Zhou Xueping limp and weak from the fat man's massive penis, her crotch gurgling and her juices splattering, the tall man seized the opportunity to tuck the other end of his belt under Zhou Xueping's other armpit. The two belt ends stretched out, passed under the bench, and tightened together. Zhou Xueping was being pounded and pounded until she was nearly dead. In a daze, she realized something was wrong, but she couldn't move anymore. A belt pressed against her beautiful collarbone and the top of her full breasts, firmly fixing her upper body to the bench. Her once pert breasts were now distorted into two round, fleshy mounds by the belt.

The fat man then began his thrust. He raised his buttocks high, then slammed them down with a thud, his thick penis penetrating Zhou Xueping's vagina with a "plop." He then raised his buttocks again, repeating the cycle like a car accelerating faster and faster.

Zhou Xueping, who had been clenching her teeth and remaining silent, finally couldn't withstand the violent impact of the large penis and let out a low moan from deep within her throat. Her rounded shoulders swayed twice, but were tightly bound by the leather straps, unable to move an inch. Only her legs kicked futilely, causing the heavy shackles to rattle loudly.

Seeing this, the short jailer quickly turned around, found a two-foot-long iron rod from somewhere, squatted down, and grabbed Zhou Xueping's shackles. He inserted the iron rod through one of the iron rings of the shackles, fastened it to the back of the bench leg, and then through the other iron ring. The shackles were now fixed to the bench leg. Zhou Xueping tried to kick her legs, but they were too weak to move.

The two jailers, stripped down to their underwear, exchanged a smile, took a step back, crossed their arms, and stood to the side, watching the fat man's final thrust with great interest.

The fat man was now drenched in sweat, thrusting in and out with each stroke, each time penetrating to the hilt. Amid Zhou Xueping's agonizing groans, he finally roared like an animal and thrust all the way in with a "plop," then lay motionless on Zhou Xueping's limp, naked body, groaning.

After a long while, when he finally let out a satisfied sigh and reluctantly lifted himself up, a large gush of sticky fluid gushed out from between Zhou Xueping's parted thighs, forming a large puddle on the bench. She instinctively tried to squeeze her legs together, only to find that her feet were locked to the sides of the bench. Her head lolled to the side, and she closed her eyes in agony.

The fat man slumped off Zhou Xueping, glancing back at the gruesome muddy mess between her parted legs. He looked down at her with a disdainful smirk and reached for his clothes.

Two large hands presented his clothes to him. The fat man looked up at the short jailer's fawning gaze, then at his own nearly naked state, and grinned. He gestured towards Zhou Xueping's naked body, which was firmly strapped to the bench, and patted the short jailer's shoulder, saying, "Hurry up, don't miss the patrol!" The short jailer nodded hastily. Seeing the fat man dressed and leave the small hut, he turned back with a broad smile, but immediately froze, gritting his teeth.

In the blink of an eye, the tall guard, who had been standing by idly, had already stripped off his last pair of underwear and swiftly straddled Zhou Xueping, who was naked, her arms tied behind her back, legs spread wide, and bound tightly. His engorged penis impatiently found the entrance to her wet, fleshy opening and thrust in with a "plop." The

shorter guard cursed in regret, then went around to the other end of the bench, squatted down, and lewdly stroked Zhou Xueping's sweaty face with one hand while grabbing one of her round breasts and kneading it roughly with the other.

Chapter 096

It was unclear how much time had passed, but it was now late at night. The fat man was patrolling the prison area with two guards. The fat man walked arrogantly in front, with the two guards, one tall and one short, walking side by side behind him. Between them was a completely naked woman.

The woman's head was bowed, her long hair obscuring her face. Her naked body was limp, yet she wore a pair of black high heels. Her legs were too weak to move, and she was supported by two men, dragging her heavy shackles, as she walked with a clattering sound into the depths of the corridor. Behind her, wild shouts and screams erupted from the cells on either side, leaving a shallow trail of water that gleamed eerily under the bright lights.

"Look, she's here!"

"Male, Geng Si!" A suppressed cry of excitement came from one of the cells. In an instant, all the prisoners in the cell scrambled to their feet and rushed to the cell door.

With a clattering sound of a lock being opened, the small iron gate opened, the fat man stepped aside, and two guards pushed forward, shoving Zhou Xueping's naked, limp body into the cell. The iron gate then slammed shut and clattered shut again.

Zhou Xueping felt weak all over, her lower body aching, yet she was still wearing those fashionable high heels, her legs too weak to stand. She was pushed into the dark cell, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground. Four rough, large hands immediately grabbed her arms and lifted her up.

Zhou Xueping struggled to lift her head, but after just one glance, she immediately lowered her eyes again. The greedy, wolf-like eyes around her sent chills down her spine. She had been thrown back into that terrible den of wolves and tigers. And it was even more miserable than before.

Before, at least she had a tattered cheongsam to cover herself, but now she was almost completely naked. She was so terrified she almost cried. She would rather be tied to a bench in that dark room now. After all, there she would only be facing a few guards.

Without giving Zhou Xueping any time to think, countless large hands dragged her to the far end of the room. The room was lit only by a dim light bulb. Zhou Xueping suppressed her fear, leaning against the cold stone wall, hunching her shoulders and chest, barely managing to stay upright in the corner.

With her hands cuffed behind her back and completely naked, despite her hunched posture, her proud breasts were still conspicuously erect, dazzlingly white, and the wet, sticky pubic hair below her flat stomach was clearly visible. Her straight, snow-white thighs trembled almost imperceptibly.

A low cough came from behind the crowd, and the throng immediately parted to make way. Blackie emerged from behind, grinning.

He was shirtless, the dim light illuminating his bare shoulders with a dark, bluish glow that sent chills down one's spine. He wore only a pair of filthy, unrecognizable shorts, the crotch of which swayed proudly with every step.

Someone couldn't help but chuckle lewdly. Blackie seemed not to hear anything, pushing through the crowd towards the naked Zhou Xueping.

Zhou Xueping twisted her shoulders, as if trying to hide her secret, her eyes fixed nervously on Blackie, her lips trembling as she cried out in a tearful voice, "You...you don't come any closer...don't come any closer..."

Blackie's lips curled into a lewd grin: "Little sister...don't be afraid, tell your brother what you've done...who did you offend...I'll stand up for you..."

"Don't come any closer..." Before Zhou Xueping could finish speaking, Blackie had already taken a step in front of her, grabbing one of her full breasts with one hand, and thrusting the other hand directly between her tightly clenched thighs.

"Let go of your filthy hands...you beast!" Zhou Xueping desperately twisted her naked body to avoid Blackie's lewdness. Blackie's thick, dark eyebrows furrowed, and he slowly withdrew his hand from between Zhou Xueping's legs, holding it up to the light. Seeing the sticky white semen on his fingers, he chuckled.

"Hmph... little sister... stop pretending to be a chaste widow... you've already been fucked by men like a ripe persimmon... isn't it great? Let your brother have some fun too! I've been holding back for three whole years, just fucking men's asses... I'm so pent up... don't be afraid, don't be afraid... brother will pamper you... brother's skills are top-notch... I guarantee you'll be in ecstasy, you'll feel like you're dying of pleasure..."

"Get away..." Zhou Xueping's tearful cry was cut off by the dark-skinned man's stinky mouth. He sucked on Zhou Xueping's dry, cracked lips, his thick tongue forcing its way into her mouth. At the same time, he quickly pulled off his only pair of shorts.

Zhou Xueping gritted her teeth, moaning and twisting her body desperately. Suddenly she "hmm"With a short, muffled groan, her whole body tensed, her snow-white skin pressed against the wall, motionless. Beneath her open crotch, that terrifyingly large penis had forcefully pierced her sensitive labia, forcibly penetrating her wet, swollen vagina.

Zhou Xueping's limp body was pinned against the wall by Hei Pi, her shackled legs forcibly spread apart by his rough knees, her full, soft breasts squeezed flat by his hard, hairy chest, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She felt utterly powerless, her body limp and unable to move. She could only watch helplessly as his thick, hard penis plunged deep inside her, filling her already ravaged lower body completely.

Zhou Xueping's face was pale, her breathing rapid, and she couldn't move a single inch of her body. Hei Pi's massive body was like a mountain, pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe, as if her ribs were about to break.

Hei Pi huffed and puffed as he thrust his heavy buttocks, repeatedly penetrating Zhou Xueping's body with his thick penis. Soon, fine beads of sweat appeared at her disheveled temples. She was limp and disoriented from being penetrated by the enormous penis between her legs. Before long, her jaw snapped open.

Taking advantage of the opening, Blackie's thick tongue invaded her bitter mouth, rummaging and sucking wantonly. The sounds of sucking and thrusting filled the cell.

Dozens of men surrounded her, their heavy breathing rising and falling. Greedy eyes were fixed on the two naked bodies, one black and one white, intertwined and moving incessantly.

Finally, Blackie let out a terrifying roar like a boar, his massive buttocks thrusting upwards, his dark body pressing tightly against Zhou Xueping's white body, trembling slightly. Zhou Xueping let out a low, pitiful groan. Two large teardrops streamed from her slightly closed, beautiful eyes, shimmering with a poignant glow in the dim light.

The muscles of the dark-skinned man slowly relaxed, his heavy buttocks retreating gently, his half-erect, wet penis withdrawing from Zhou Xueping's crotch. He released his grip on Zhou Xueping's full breasts, gazing lingeringly at her snow-white body, before slowly backing away.

Chapter 097

Zhou Xueping's face was flushed, her full breasts heaving violently, her breath coming in short gasps, as she leaned limply against the dark stone wall. Her legs involuntarily parted, thick, viscous fluid gushing from her parted vulva, flowing in glistening strands down her fair thighs to her dark shackles and the cold ground.

Her body remained limp against the wall, fine beads of sweat beading on her forehead, her entire body trembling uncontrollably. Her long, slender legs seemed unable to support her entire weight, trembling nervously as her pale body slumped limply against the hard, damp wall.

The men who had been watching in stunned silence suddenly snapped out of their daze and swarmed forward, countless large hands reaching for her delicate body. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xueping was limply torn between the strong arms of four or five men. They pulled and tugged, trying to snatch Zhou Xueping's fair body into their own. Zhou Xueping's naked body seemed about to be torn to shreds by these lustful wolves.

"Let go!" a shout came from behind the crowd. The men holding Zhou Xueping froze, recognizing Hei Pi's voice, and reluctantly released her, letting Zhou Xueping's pale, naked body slump limply on the cold, damp ground. But none of the burly men retreated.

"Such a beautiful flower, why are you all tearing it to shreds? No one is allowed to take it, line up, one at a time! Everyone gets a share. Fourth Brother, you go first!"

As soon as Blackie finished speaking, the burly man called Fourth Brother darted forward. He casually pulled down his underwear, grabbed Zhou Xueping's ankle, and with a "clatter," pulled her white buttocks to the side, revealing them. He bent down, raised his hard, thick penis, aimed it at the barely visible, moist, red vulva at the bottom of Zhou Xueping's buttocks, and "plop," thrust it in.

Watching Lao Si's hands pressing down on Zhou Xueping's fair and tender body, his buttocks rising and falling with vigorous thrusting, Hei Pi swallowed contentedly and muttered smugly, "Damn it, she's definitely a lady from a good family. This little slut is something else. Don't be fooled by how many times she's been fucked, hehe, she fucks like a young maiden, making us men feel like we're in heaven..."

His exclamation was accompanied by a chorus of gulping sounds from those around him. Behind Lao Si, according to their relationship with Hei Pi, all the men in the cell formed a long line, their eyes gleaming with lust, craning their necks and eagerly anticipating his arrival.

Lao Si let out a muffled roar, shook his body, and reluctantly lifted his buttocks to the side. A bald, burly man at the head of the line, without a word, pulled down his underwear and pounced on him.

In a daze, Zhou Xueping felt herself stumble and fall helplessly into the depths of hell. Completely powerless, she curled up in the cold corner, letting one hard penis after another penetrate her lower body. Soon, her ravaged vagina went from sensitive to numb. Occasionally, she would struggle to lift her eyelids and see the endless, dark mass of people in the room; she wished she could die immediately.

With a "whoosh," someone grabbed her heavy shackles and lifted her legs. Forcefully spreading them apart and pressing down, another thick, hard penis plunged into her lower body, thrusting vigorously. She didn't know when the penis left her body, only vaguely feeling a muddy mess beneath her. She knew it was the filthy stuff flowing from her body and the penises of the men who had entered her.

Someone grabbed her buttocks and pulled her upwards. Her body was limp, completely at their mercy. Her buttocks were pulled high into the air, arched towards the sky. She knew another penis was about to be inserted. She had lost count of how many this was. But for some reason, someone was still pulling her hair. She almost screamed in pain, her upper body lifting up as well. Her full breasts swayed heavily back and forth, making her heart race.

When the hand holding her hair released her, she was horrified to find a naked man sitting beneath her, his two hairy legs spread out in front of her. Her head and breasts drooped towards the ground, but instead plunged into the man's throbbing crotch, eliciting a wicked roar of laughter from the onlookers.

She frantically raised her limp neck, but her head was firmly pressed down by a large, iron-like hand: "Where do you think you're going? Open your mouth!" With that, another large, iron-like hand clamped down on her cheeks, squeezing hard. She felt her jaw being crushed. At the same time, her breasts, which were pressed against the man's legs, were grabbed and roughly kneaded. Zhou Xueping couldn't bear the pain and involuntarily opened her mouth.

Before she could react, a large, smelly penis was shoved into her mouth. She instinctively closed her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and shook her head, trying to escape, but it was too late. The thick, hard penis instantly filled her mouth, heading straight for her throat.

Zhou Xueping gagged repeatedly. She gritted her teeth and bit down on the penis in her mouth. But the man was prepared. His large hands, which were gripping her cheeks, tightened like iron clamps. Her jaw ached, and she lost all strength in her teeth. At the same time, the thick penis thrust into her throat, making her eyes roll back and cough uncontrollably, almost suffocating. Before she could recover, the penis, which had reached its end, suddenly pulled out halfway and began to thrust in and out of her mouth.

Zhou Xueping helplessly opened her mouth and let him thrust in and out. She felt nauseous, almost vomiting several times, only to have the thick, hard penis forcefully push it back in each time. She gasped for breath, her body limp from the penetration. The thick, hard penis forcefully forced its way into her throat, bringing out a sweet, fishy-smelling fluid that made her cough incessantly. Soon, gurgling sounds came from her mouth. Thin, clear, sticky liquid trickled down the corners of her lips.Zhou Xueping was in unbearable pain. She was mentally prepared to endure severe torture. But being naked and helplessly raped by a group of thuggish criminals in a dark cell was something she had never dreamed of. These were beasts; they didn't treat women like human beings at all. With the overwhelming thrusting, her body felt like it no longer belonged to her; waves of dizziness washed over her, and her consciousness became hazy.

A sudden, tearing pain in her groin jolted her awake. She jolted, realizing the excruciating pain was coming from her anus. A hot, large, hard object was forcefully forcing its way in.

She was horrified; the words the black man had used to tease her earlier flashed through her mind: "You only fucking men's asses..." Good heavens, they didn't even spare that area? She frantically shook her hips, screaming, "No...no...you filthy scoundrel...that...let me go..."

As if in response to her protests, an electric shock-like pain pierced her heart. It felt like her buttocks had been ripped in two. That hot, hard thing was firmly inside her narrow anus, thrusting deeper and deeper with a grunt.

"You beast... let me go..." Amidst Zhou Xueping's increasingly feeble screams, the burly man straddling her hips grinned as he thrust his massive penis all the way in, then slowly withdrew halfway before thrusting in and out with a series of "plop plop" sounds.

Zhou Xueping's entire body convulsed, feeling as if her body was being torn in two. Her mouth and anus were stuffed full, and every tiny friction sent shivers of pain through her. Especially her anus; each thrust felt like countless tiny hands slowly tearing at her anus, the pain excruciating.

Just when she felt her heart was about to leap out of her throat, she suddenly felt clearly that the two large penises in her mouth and anus were simultaneously beginning to throb slightly. She knew all too well what this meant, and her face paled with terror.

Sure enough, before she could react, the two vigorous penises thrust all the way in at once, pressing firmly, and then simultaneously ejaculated profusely.

Zhou Xueping choked on the gushing torrent, her eyes rolling back in her head, her mouth instantly filled with thick, salty, sticky fluid. The large penis slowly withdrew, and she coughed violently, a large gush of white, sticky fluid gushing from her mouth, cascading down her chin like a waterfall, and flowing down to the ground in long strands.

At the same time, the penis inserted into her anus slowly withdrew as well. A large gush of white fluid gushed from her throbbing, painful anus, like diarrhea. Zhou Xueping vaguely heard a voice boasting triumphantly, "Damn it, that was satisfying! A rare sight indeed, a young lady's asshole, untouched!"

Zhou Xueping was devastated, her body feeling like it was falling apart. Her body slumped, her raised buttocks collapsing onto the wet, sticky ground along with her naked body.
Chapter 98, April 20th

: "Oh God, when will this nightmare end?!" Zhou Xueping was in unbearable pain, suffering both physically and mentally, almost unable to control herself.

As if in response to her inner scream, a burly man with a full beard stepped forward, grabbed her ankles, and yanked them upwards. With a loud crash, Zhou Xueping rolled halfway on the ground, ending up on her back. Her thighs were spread apart, held upside down. The burly man glared with his bull-like eyes, staring menacingly at her horribly ravaged crotch.

He then bent Zhou Xueping's legs forward, pressing them down onto her shoulders like a mountain crashing down on her. Her shameful lower body was once again exposed to the lustful men in the room.

Zhou Xueping kicked, twisted her waist, and bounced her hips desperately, making the shackles on her feet clang loudly, nearly hitting the bearded man's face several times. The man instantly became enraged, grabbing the chains and pressing them down hard, forcing Zhou Xueping's legs over her shoulders and onto the ground. He then grabbed her head and hung the chains around the back of her neck.

The man released her. Zhou Xueping lay on her back with her legs spread wide, her lower body completely exposed. She kicked her legs frantically, the chains around her neck clanging loudly. Her neck ached from the strain, but the chains didn't budge. A chorus of lewd laughter immediately erupted around them. A wave of despair washed over Zhou Xueping.

Now she was even more wretched than she had been a few hours earlier, tied to a bench in a dark room. Her legs were spread wide, the noose around her neck, exposing her most shameful genitals to this group of bloodthirsty lechers. Most bizarrely, after all the commotion in the middle of the night, her two fashionable high heels were still on her feet, the slender heels gleaming eerily in the dim light, as if mocking her predicament.

Zhou Xueping was at a loss when the bearded man, his large, purplish-black penis erect, lewdly approached. He rubbed his penis against Zhou Xueping's wet crotch a few times, getting some of her vaginal fluid, and with a thrust, plunged his thick penis back into her torn anus. As he thrust, he muttered, "Damn it, I'm going to have some fun today, to see what a rich young lady's asshole tastes like!"

Zhou Xueping screamed in agony. But her scream had barely escaped when she saw a scene that terrified her even more: five or six swollen, hard penises converged on her upturned face from all directions. Each penis had a large, bluish-purple glans, which gleamed menacingly in the dim light.

She didn't know what they were going to do. Enduring the stabbing pain in her anus, she desperately shook her head, tightly closing her mouth, which was slick with foul-smelling fluid. Immediately, a large, iron-like hand gripped her cheek, and her breasts were simultaneously squeezed in someone's hand. Pain shot through her cheeks, and her mouth drooled. Forced to open her small mouth, she tried to utter a "no," but before she could, another thick penis was shoved into her mouth.

Zhou Xueping stopped struggling, holding her breath and silently enduring the relentless assault of the two large penises from both ends.

Suddenly, with a strange cry from a man, a white, fluffy object flew in from nowhere. Her head was pressed tightly against the large penis, leaving her nowhere to escape. The white, sticky substance smacked her face with a "plop," stinking, hot, and slimy, covering half her nostril. She exhaled, blowing a bubble that elicited a burst of boisterous laughter.

A stench filled the air, making Zhou Xueping nearly vomit her guts out. It turned out that the four or five large penises were still surrounding her. Four or five burly men were panting heavily, their large penises thrusting and stroking her relentlessly.

Suddenly, another man yelled, his large penis spurting out thick, white semen, which sprayed onto her face and smeared her eyelids. At the same time, the penis in her mouth also throbbed, spurting out a large amount of hot semen, instantly filling her throat and mouth.

Zhou Xueping felt as if she were being overwhelmed by the stench of semen.

Before she could catch her breath, another thick, hard penis was shoved into her mouth and began thrusting vigorously. Warm, sticky fluid, accompanied by strange, maniacal laughter, sprayed onto her face and chest.

The large penis in her anus also ejaculated with pleasure and was withdrawn. Another penis was inserted, this time into her swollen, aching vagina.

Zhou Xueping suddenly felt her eyelids grow heavy, not just because of the filthy fluid coating them, but because she was truly exhausted; her eyelids suddenly felt as heavy as lead. Yes, the night before last, she had attended a meeting at the municipal committee, busy evacuating comrades, barely closing her eyes. Last night, she had been suspended in a solitary confinement cell for most of the night, only managing a brief nap. Today…

Zhou Xueping's mind was almost completely blank. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning: the enemy had probably brought her to this den of wolves to humiliate her with these vile scumbags, to keep her from having a peaceful night! "If they can't break me, they'll wear me down..."

Zhou Xueping's consciousness grew increasingly blurred, but her breathing gradually calmed, and she actually entered a state of dormancy as two large penises thrust in and out simultaneously.She could feel the thick, hard penis moving in and out of her vagina, anus, and mouth, constantly filling her body with foul-smelling, sticky fluid. But none of this seemed to matter to her anymore; her body and mind were numb.

She drifted in and out of consciousness, gradually being submerged in a sea of semen. A sharp, angry shout jolted her awake. She struggled to lift her eyelids, which were stuck shut with sticky filth, and vaguely saw a somewhat familiar figure. A surge of heat welled up in her heart, and she almost burst into tears.

Zhou Xueping's consciousness snapped back to reality. Catching a glimmer of light peeking through the high iron bars of the window, she took a deep breath. She knew a new day had begun, and new torment and trials were about to begin.

Sure enough, the large penis inserted into her body vanished without a trace. Someone came and removed the chain from behind her neck, lowering her legs which had been spread wide. Then, two large hands slipped under her armpits and lifted her up.

She tried to put her feet on the ground, but her high heels wobbled, and she nearly twisted her ankle. She steadied herself and tried to put her feet on the ground again, only to find that her thighs were glued together, requiring great effort to separate them. Her feet touched the ground, but they trembled violently, limp like noodles, unable to support her body. She collapsed into the arms of the man holding her.

Two jailers, leering, lifted Zhou Xueping's naked, limp body. Someone in the cell shouted, "Beautiful girl, come back to your brother's tonight! Brother has warmed the bed and is waiting for you… Brother hasn't properly pampered you yet!" A chorus of lewd cries and laughter echoed from the cell.

The two jailers dragged Zhou Xueping towards the door. Zhou Xueping tried to take a step, but her legs were too weak to lift. She was forced to be carried and pulled, dragged along by her heavy shackles, moving with a clanging sound towards the door.

Zhou Xueping's mind was now completely clear. She knew that a new hell awaited her.

Chapter 99

When Zhou Xueping was escorted into the small interrogation room by a group of secret agents, the room immediately became lively again. Zhou Liping and Yu Shijia, who had been hanging all night, had been released. The thugs dragged and forced them to kneel on the ground.

The two girls' muscles and bones seemed to have completely collapsed; they couldn't support their naked bodies and swayed precariously. Hearing the heavy shackles dragging closer, the two girls simultaneously raised their heads. But they were immediately stunned by the horrific scene before them. Yu Shijia burst into tears first, followed by Zhou Liping who couldn't help but sob.

Wu Sibao casually ripped off the tattered cheongsam draped over Zhou Xueping and threw it on the ground. He reached out and lifted her face, wiping away the sticky, foul-smelling paste on her face with his fingers. He then pretended to scan her disheveled, naked body, which reeked of a fishy stench, and sighed in a feigned tone of pity:

"Miss Zhou, why did you do this? Look at you, in just one wrong decision, you've been turned into this grotesque state overnight. How could a proper young lady like you endure this suffering? Those petty thieves, who wouldn't even have a chance to look at you before, can now do whatever they want with you. It's such a waste of your talent, such a pity... such a pity!"

Zhou Xueping turned her face away, ignoring him, and tried to straighten her body, but her slightly parted legs still wobbled incessantly. Wu Sibao smiled sinisterly, pointing at Zhou Xueping's filthy face and naked body. He turned to the thugs who were eyeing him menacingly and said, "What kind of state is this? It's utterly indecent! Quickly clean Miss Zhou up!"

Five or six thugs, already shirtless and trouser-less, were eagerly waiting. As soon as Wu Sibao spoke, a burly man grabbed a bucket of water and poured it over Zhou Xueping's head. The two agents holding her quickly released their grip. Immediately afterward, another bucket of water was poured over her. Zhou Xueping swayed twice, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.

Two buckets of cold water simultaneously gushed onto Zhou Xueping's bare chest, her soft, full breasts trembling violently. The two thugs pulled off her shackled feet, and several powerful jets of water immediately washed over her gruesome crotch. Clumps of white filth flowed everywhere with the clear water.

Wu Sibao squatted down, brushed aside the wet hair clinging to Zhou Xueping's cheek, and stared defiantly into her tired and haggard eyes, saying, "Well, Miss Zhou, you've thought about it all night, haven't you? Are you willing to cooperate with us now?"

Zhou Xueping slowly exhaled, glanced at him disdainfully, and kept her mouth tightly shut without answering. Seeing this, Wu Sibao angrily grabbed her hair, pulled up her wet upper body, and pointed to the two naked girls kneeling in the corner, crying their eyes out, saying, "Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about them. Do you know that while you were having fun in that den of men last night, they were hanging here for you all night!"

Zhou Xueping's lips trembled as she slowly closed her eyes, holding back her tears, and squeezed out two words in a deep voice: "Beasts!" Wu Sibao's facial muscles stiffened, and a surge of irritation welled up in his heart.

Last night, after a day of gang-raping Zhou Xueping, the brothers had had their fill. Coupled with the prelude of having the Zhou sisters face-to-face naked and gang-raped that evening, he felt the time was right. He planned to begin physical torture on Zhou Xueping after supper, striking while the iron was hot and interrogating her all night, hoping to break through her psychological defenses.

However, before he finished his supper, Ding Mocun summoned him, giving him instructions to take Zhou Xueping to the South Prison in District B and detain her overnight, saying he wanted to wear her down.

Wu Sibao was extremely dissatisfied. But rank is everything, and Ding Mocun was, in effect, the superior's superior. Zhou Xueping was a wanted criminal; he'd heard even Boss Zhou had directly intervened. He couldn't fathom what arrangements were being made above him. He couldn't afford to offend anyone, and he couldn't disobey orders, so he had no choice but to comply.

This morning, when he went to District B to retrieve Zhou Xueping, he saw her utterly haggard, exhausted, and swaying precariously even when standing with her legs spread apart. The filth and grime covering her body confirmed that she had indeed been severely violated by these scoundrels overnight. This gave him a glimmer of hope.

However, after several inquiries, he couldn't find even the slightest indication of remorse. It seemed all his efforts over the past day and night had been in vain. Enraged, he shoved Zhou Xueping to the ground and said viciously, "Stubborn! You won't learn until you're faced with death! Come on, help Miss Zhou wake up!"

The surrounding agents were already eager to act. Upon hearing Wu Sibao's order, one agent rushed forward, removed Zhou Xueping's shackles, and two other thugs grabbed her bare arms, dragged her up, and hung her on the rack. Wu Sibao called out to them, "Up ahead!" The thugs understood, unlocked the handcuffs, pulled Zhou Xueping's hands forward, re-cuffed them, and chained them up.

Zhou Xueping's dripping body straightened, and Wu Sibao kicked the high heels lying on the ground, saying, "Put them on her!" The high heels were on Zhou Xueping's feet, and she involuntarily arched her back, her high breasts standing erect enticingly.

Wu Sibao stepped forward, thinking to himself, "It seems I have to resort to torture. Today I have to really teach her a lesson." He then gestured to the thugs beside him to tighten the chains again, then reached out and grabbed Zhou Xueping's full breasts, deliberately poking and prodding them with the hard, dark leather whip in his hand, saying sinisterly, "What beautiful breasts! It would be such a waste to ruin them. Miss Zhou is still so stubborn; don't regret it later!"

Seeing that Zhou Xueping remained silent, he snorted, released her, and stepped back, tossing the whip to a burly man behind him. The burly man caught the whip, took two steps forward, and swung it down at Zhou Xueping's straight, naked body and high breasts.

The whip whistled as it fell, a dull "crack," and her full breasts jerked violently, a purplish-red welt appearing on her delicate skin. Zhou Xueping swayed, biting her lip to stifle a sound.A violent storm erupted, with gusts of wind sweeping across the area. Several thugs changed hands, and whips rained down like a storm, quickly covering Zhou Xueping's fair and delicate breasts, stomach, thighs, and buttocks with crisscrossing welts. Fresh blood seeped from the gruesome whip marks.

The thugs were panting and sweating profusely, and Zhou Xueping finally couldn't hold on any longer and lowered her head. Wu Sibao stopped the thugs, stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Xueping's hair, and viciously interrogated her: "How is it, Miss Zhou? This isn't a pleasant experience, is it? Let me tell you, this is just the beginning. If you don't cooperate, what awaits you won't just be this little bit of physical pain."

Zhou Xueping slowly exhaled a long breath and turned her head to the side in disgust. Wu Sibao released Zhou Xueping's hair, grabbed her bleeding breast with one hand and kneaded it forcefully, while the other hand reached between her two thighs and forced its way in, gripping her lower body and slowly inserting his fingers into her vagina, ruthlessly stirring them inside.

Zhou Xueping's shoulders trembled, her pearly white teeth biting her lip, and she lowered her head helplessly, her muscles involuntarily tensing as she silently endured this lewd humiliation.

Wu Sibao gripped Zhou Xueping's breast tightly with his left hand, while his right hand was inserted into her swollen, wet vagina, slowly stirring and feeling the delicate folds of her warm, moist flesh.

Zhou Xueping's breathing quickened, her neck stiffened, and she slowly raised her head, desperately holding her breath, her naked body trembling slightly. Wu Sibao slowly probed for a moment, then suddenly increased the force, thrusting hard twice into Zhou Xueping's ravaged and exceptionally sensitive vagina. Zhou Xueping subconsciously groaned, then quickly bit her lip tightly. After

probing for a while, seeing that Zhou Xueping was clenching her teeth and refusing to give in, Wu Sibao reluctantly withdrew his fingers, flicked his wrist, and said, "You bitch, you're hard enough!" He then put three fingers together and, with a "plop," inserted them all into Zhou Xueping's vagina, thrusting them in and out forcefully with a "gurgling" sound. He thrust forcefully while his eyes, like a wolf's, fixed on Zhou Xueping's face, observing her facial reactions.

Zhou Xueping's brows furrowed, her teeth clenched, and her full breasts heaved uncontrollably. A sinister smile appeared in Wu Sibao's eyes. He grabbed Zhou Xueping's breast, extended two fingers, flicked her purplish-red nipples a couple of times, then pinched and squeezed them hard.

Zhou Xueping's body trembled, and she involuntarily let out a moan. Seeing this, Wu Sibao seemed encouraged, and with both hands, he increased the pressure, launching a lewd assault on Zhou Xueping's body from above and below. Soon, he was panting heavily, his body covered in sweat.

Zhou Xueping's breathing was even more rapid, fine beads of sweat hung on her temples, and a "gurgling" sound gradually came from between her two straight, snow-white thighs.

Seeing that Zhou Xueping, though utterly disheveled, showed no sign of wavering, Wu Sibao withdrew his fingers, glanced at them, and noticed they were covered in clear, sticky fluid. He then let out a vicious snort, gritted his teeth, and forcefully inserted all four fingers together into Zhou Xueping's vagina, thrusting in and out with all his might.

Zhou Xueping let out a muffled groan deep in her throat, biting her chapped lips until they bled. Wu Sibao's thick, muscular arms bulged, thrusting with a "glug-glug" sound, as if powered by a motor. Soon, sticky fluid splattered from the base of Zhou Xueping's plump, white thighs. Her previously stiff neck gradually softened, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she involuntarily let out a low moan.

Wu Sibao continued thrusting until his hands and arms ached. Seeing Zhou Xueping limp and groaning, her full breasts heaving, her legs involuntarily parting slightly and twitching occasionally, a clear, sticky fluid flowing down her thighs, as if she had given up resisting, he reluctantly withdrew his sticky hand, looked it over, and grinned triumphantly.

He grabbed Zhou Xueping's hair, pulled up her flushed face, and held her wet, sticky hand in front of her eyes. He spread his fingers, pulling out the sticky strands, and said smugly to the still-panting Zhou Xueping, "How about it, Miss Zhou? Pretty good, right? You didn't agree to cooperate with us, but your body won't listen, it's already cooperating with us! Look, so much is flowing... The sea of suffering is boundless, but there's always a shore to turn back to! Confess now, while there's still time!"

Chapter 100

Zhou Xueping struggled to lift her eyelids, took a long breath to calm her heavy breathing, licked her dry lips with her pink tongue, glanced at Wu Sibao with disdain, and softly uttered a few words: "You filthy scoundrel! Don't even think about it!"

Wu Sibao instantly flew into a rage, slapping Zhou Xueping's purplish-red face with a "smack," and shouted angrily: "You bitch, I'll make you hard... I'll make you hard! Let's see who's harder..." He turned to the wall, opened a drawer, and pulled out a small steel file used for repairing torture instruments. It was triangular in shape, slightly thinner than a pencil, and about the length of a hand.

He pointed at Zhou Xueping's legs and ordered his men, "Spread them apart!" Two agents, hearing the order, excitedly rushed forward, each grabbing one of Zhou Xueping's ankles and forcefully pulling them apart. Zhou Xueping struggled a couple of times, but she was no match for the two strong men. Her legs were spread wide, revealing her sticky lower body.

Wu Sibao grinned maliciously as he walked up to her, bent down, and extended two fingers, roughly parting the slippery labia of Zhou Xueping's crotch. He aimed at a tiny, almost invisible slit at the top of her swollen vulva and thrust it in.

"Ah... ah..." Zhou Xueping screamed in agony. Wu Sibao forcefully inserted the triangular steel file into her narrow urethra. The dark file went in a full two inches. Not satisfied, Wu Sibao gripped the handle and twisted it forcefully, turning the triangular file inside the narrow crevice.

Zhou Xueping shuddered, letting out a soft moan, her thighs and flat abdomen instantly contorting into knots.

Seeing this, Wu Sibao twisted it a few more times, bright red blood trickling down her soft, fleshy lips like an earthworm. Zhou Xueping's reaction grew weaker and weaker until finally her muscles relaxed, her head drooped, and she lay motionless.

Wu Sibao manipulated her a few more times, and seeing no further reaction from Zhou Xueping, he released his bloodstained hand, pinched her chin, and lifted her pale face. Seeing her eyes closed and her breathing rapid, he quickly pinched her philtrum with his fingernails. Zhou Xueping

hissed out a long breath and slowly opened her eyes. Wu Sibao breathed a sigh of relief, changed his expression, and said in a gentler tone, "Miss Zhou, why are you doing this? A woman as smart, beautiful, and from a good family as you has a bright future. This kind of suffering is not something a delicate woman like you can endure. As long as you agree to cooperate, everything is negotiable."

He paused and then said, "Director Ding specifically left a message today, and what he said yesterday still stands. As long as you name who 'Feng' is, you can choose any high-ranking official position and generous salary."

Zhou Xueping slowly raised her eyelids, panting, and calmly said, "I don't know anything about Feng."

With a loud "smack," Wu Sibao slapped Zhou Xueping's already pale face hard across the cheek. "You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin! I'll let you see someone else, and see if you're still so stubborn!" He turned and called out the door, "Old Huang, come in!"

The interrogation room door opened silently, and a man cautiously slipped in. Among the naked women and almost naked men in the room, his neat suit stood out starkly. When he saw Zhou Xueping hanging naked in the room, he involuntarily shuddered and quickly lowered his head.

"Huang Keji…you big bastard!" That was the heart-wrenching sound of Zhou Liping kneeling to one side. Huang Keji turned around and saw the emaciated Zhou Liping, naked and covered in blood, struggling to rush forward, but being held down by two burly men.

He shuddered, his head hanging even lower, wishing he could disappear into the ground. Wu Sibao pulled Huang Keji over and stood in front of Zhou Xueping, saying smugly, "Secretary Xueping, meet your subordinate!" Zhou Xueping struggled to raise her head, glanced at Huang Keji with contempt, and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Scoundrel!" Then she fell silent.

Wu Sibao lifted Zhou Xueping's face and shouted sternly, "I'll ask you one more time, who is Feng!"

Zhou Xueping firmly replied, "I don't know!"

Wu Sibao turned to Huang Keji and asked, "Old Huang, what do you say?"

Huang Keji timidly stepped forward, his eyes fixed on his toes, and stammered, "Xue... Sister Xue..."

Zhou Xueping abruptly interrupted him, "Shut up! Shameless..."

Huang Keji's face flushed red and then paled, and he said in a timid, low voice, "Zhou... Feng is your direct superior, and your contact point is Duan's Silk Shop. I've personally seen the intelligence Feng wrote to you. Just confess everything..." He finished speaking in one breath and quickly lowered his head and retreated to the back.

Wu Sibao lifted Zhou Xueping's chin, stared intently into her eyes, and asked triumphantly, "Well, Secretary Xueping, what do you have to say now?"

Zhou Xueping bravely stared into his eyes and answered, "I don't know!"

Wu Sibao grabbed her left breast in a fit of rage and shouted, "You're hard? I'll show you who's hard!" Saying this, he picked up a thick steel needle, pinched the pink nipple on Zhou Xueping's breast, rubbed it hard, and then plunged the needle tip into the tiny nipple.

Zhou Xueping's naked body, suspended high above the ground, tensed suddenly. She let out a soft groan and slumped her head helplessly. Blood flowed from her nipples, over her white breasts marked with whip marks, and dripped onto her chest and abdomen. Wu Sibao deliberately slowed down, allowing the steel needle to slowly penetrate her tender breast. He stared intently into Zhou Xueping's eyes, but saw no fear.

The one-inch-long steel needle was fully inserted into Zhou Xueping's breast, and drops of blood splattered onto her naked body. Wu Sibao released his bloodstained hand, picked up another steel needle, and shoved it into Huang Keji's hand standing behind him: "Old Huang, you do this one!" Huang Keji's hands trembled violently, his face was as white as a sheet, and his lips trembled as he couldn't utter a word.

Wu Sibao slapped him hard: "What's wrong with you?" He tugged at Huang Keji's collar: "Covering yourself up like that doesn't look like you're working!" Huang Keji smiled awkwardly, clumsily taking off his coat, revealing his undershirt and muscular physique.

Without a word, Wu Sibao handed him the steel needle, pointing to Zhou Xueping's other breast and shouting, "Try it!"

Huang Keji didn't dare refuse. His fingers gripping the gleaming needle, he walked tremblingly to Zhou Xueping, glanced at the round, firm breast before him, and quickly lowered his head, standing there dumbfounded. Seeing that he hesitated, Wu Sibao grabbed Zhou Xueping's right breast, pulled Huang Keji's hand over, and shoved it in.

The moment Huang Keji's hand touched the soft, warm flesh, he recoiled as if burned. He instinctively looked up and saw Wu Sibao's mocking gaze. Gritting his teeth, he reached out and grabbed the fleshy breast from Wu Sibao's grasp. The moment he grasped the soft, warm mass of flesh, he immediately felt aroused, involuntarily tightening his grip.

Zhou Xueping's rounded shoulders trembled slightly; she abruptly raised her head, her beautiful eyes glaring at Huang Keji: "Let go of your filthy hands!"

Huang Keji shuddered, almost letting go. But this soft breast was simply irresistible. He had once desperately tried to touch his sister Zhou Liping's breasts, but the small, hard feeling there was nothing compared to the full, mature woman's breasts in his hands now.

He even had the urge to suckle her nipple. But now he held a gleaming steel needle in his hand, and a dozen people in the room were staring at him, waiting to see him plunge the cold needle in his right hand into the soft, irresistible breast of his former superior, which he held in his left.

He glanced up at Zhou Xueping, pleading nervously, "Sister Xue, just confess! No one can withstand this torture..." Zhou Xueping spat in his face, then turned away and bit her lip.

Huang Keji wiped his face with his arm, steeled his resolve, grasped her soft breast with his left hand, aimed at her erect nipple, and thrust his right hand in, piercing the tiny nipple with a gleaming steel needle. The dull, resilient sensation of the hard needle piercing the soft, thick flesh made his heart pound.

Blood flowed slowly from the center of the bright red nipple like an earthworm. Zhou Xueping breathed heavily, but bit her lip and remained silent. Zhou Liping and Xiao Yu, kneeling behind, struggled desperately in the hands of the agents, cursing Huang Keji as lewd and shameless.

Chapter 101:

Tang Shuqiang's words shocked Hua Jianxiong. His heart sank, and he almost instinctively reached for his gun. But when he saw Tang Shuqiang's smiling, chubby face, he snapped back to reality, forcing himself to calm down and asking nonchalantly, "Oh, really?"

Tang Shuqiang smiled and handed him the interrogation record, saying, "That pretty boy named Zhang Cheng downstairs in number 7 held out all day but finally couldn't take it anymore and confessed." Hua Jianxiong

glanced at him suspiciously, forcing himself to remain calm, and quickly took the interrogation record to examine it closely.

It turned out that this man named Zhang Cheng had broken down under torture and confessed that he was a Kuomintang agent. However, he explained that he had originally worked as an intelligence agent for the Loyal and Patriotic Army in Wuxi, and had just been transferred to Manchuria two weeks ago, only to be arrested the day before yesterday. His superior had been arrested with him, and he was unaware of other details about the Changchun organization. But he was willing to cooperate and reveal what he knew about the Kuomintang organization in the Wuxi area.

Hua Jianxiong glanced at the connections Zhang Cheng had mentioned in Wuxi. They were all peripheral activity bases of peripheral organizations like the Loyal and Patriotic Army and the Iron-Blooded Exterminator Corps in the Wuxi-Changzhou area, not involving the Military Intelligence Bureau's network in Shanghai. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Tang Shuqiang asked him tentatively, "Shall we go down and take a look?" Hua Jianxiong nodded readily and followed Tang Shuqiang downstairs. Entering interrogation room number 7, they saw a disheveled, dejected man sitting behind a desk in the corner under the dim light. He was looking down, holding a pen, and slowly writing something on the paper in front of him.

Tang Shuqiang took the paper with its few lines of writing, glanced at it briefly, and handed it back to Hua Jianxiong, beginning his stern questioning. The man named Zhang Cheng hurriedly stood up, trembling and bowing, answering Tang Shuqiang's questions cautiously.

Hua Jianxiong looked at the confession in his hand, seeing no new substantive information. While listening to Tang Shuqiang's questions, Hua Jianxiong's mind raced. Looking at the sleazy man, an idea flashed into his mind: the opportunity had arrived.

After Tang Shuqiang finished questioning, the two walked out together. Hua Jianxiong returned the interrogation record to Tang Shuqiang, smiling broadly, "Congratulations, Brother Tang! You've made a breakthrough so quickly. These confessions are extremely useful to us; I must report to Boss Zhou immediately."

He glanced at Zhang Cheng, who had returned to his seat and picked up his pen again on the other side of the room, and carefully said to Tang Shuqiang, "This man should be taken back to Shanghai immediately. I want to thoroughly interrogate his confession and use this opportunity to wipe out their entire organization. The brothers have worked hard these past few days. I think it would be better to send all these prisoners back to Shanghai so we can continue the interrogation and make arrests nearby."

Tang Shuqiang hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly replied, "Brother, you're too kind. I think we should both report this matter, and we'll decide on the specifics tomorrow after hearing what the higher-ups say."

Hua Jianxiong thought about it and agreed. He understood that Tang Shuqiang couldn't make the decision on this matter. The assassination of the ambassador was part of a Japanese scheme, as was the interrogation of Kitajima in Shanghai. Now the main act was over, and the Japanese had achieved their goal. He believed the Japanese had long since lost interest in these small fry and had forgotten about them. So tomorrow would just be a formality. Thinking this, he magnanimously nodded and said, "Then we'll do as Brother Tang wishes."Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, Hua Jianxiong had no desire to stay in this awful place any longer. He called over Liu Dazhuang, who was still eager for more, and pulled Tang Shuqiang along, and immediately drove back to his office, while also sending a car to pick up Wang Fengyan. Once in his office, Tang Shuqiang immediately instructed his secretary to draft a report for the Mei Bureau. Hua Jianxiong also called Lin Meiyin, asking her to report the progress made to Boss Zhou and to convey his intention to bring all the prisoners back to Shanghai for interrogation.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Lin Meiyin on the phone, Hua Jianxiong hung up, satisfied. Wang Fengyan arrived shortly after. Hua Jianxiong drafted a simple telegram and instructed her to accompany Tang Shuqiang's secretary to the telegraph room to send it urgently to Ding Mocun. Only then did he truly relax; it seemed his mission was nearing completion.

Seeing that the work was almost finished, Tang Shuqiang stood up and said to Hua Jianxiong, "Brother, you've worked hard today. I'll treat you to dinner tonight, please, Brother Hua, Secretary Wang, and Brother Liu!"

Hua Jianxiong shook his head apologetically, "Brother Tang, no need to be so polite. You've already welcomed me, so I should be the one to treat you today. However, several friends have already made plans with me, so I'll have to reschedule!"

Tang Shuqiang knew Hua Jianxiong's relationship with the Japanese, and seeing his words, knew he must have other plans, so he didn't insist and had the driver take them back to their apartment.

Hua Jianxiong was still worried about tomorrow's arrangements, fearing that things might go wrong and disrupt his plans, so he declined Tang Shuqiang's invitation. Back at his apartment, he called a Japanese acquaintance at the Mei Agency and invited him to dinner that evening.

This Japanese man held considerable influence within the Mei Agency. Hua Jianxiong subtly inquired about the ambassador assassination case and learned that it had indeed been closed by the Mei Agency, which put his mind at ease. He had originally planned to ask the man to personally intercede with the Mei Agency chief to bring the relevant suspects back to Shanghai. Hearing that the case was closed, he refrained from speaking, lest he add anything unnecessary.

Chapter 102:

The brutal interrogation continued all morning without yielding any results. By noon, Wu Sibao saw that his men were all exhausted, and Zhou Xueping, hanging on the rack, was drowsy. He then called a halt and took his men to lunch.

At lunch, Wu Sibao specially ordered some wine. After a hearty meal, the agents returned to the interrogation room listlessly. Huang Keji, like all the other agents, stripped down to his shorts and ran around shirtless, eagerly attending to their every need.

Seeing that the morning's brutal torture and humiliation had failed to break Zhou Xueping's spirits, and that his men were instead showing signs of discouragement, Wu Sibao grew increasingly irritated. His eyes darted around, a sinister smile playing on his lips. He beckoned two thugs over and ordered them to tie ropes around Zhou Xueping's feet, fastening them to chains at the corners of the rack, and pulling her up. Zhou Xueping's bare buttocks were suspended waist-high, her two full thighs spread in a V-shape, completely exposing her private parts.

Wu Sibao leisurely exhaled smoke rings, his fingers parting Zhou Xueping's swollen labia, observing the engorged and congested vaginal walls while making clicking sounds. All the men in the room stared greedily at the beautiful woman's ravaged lower body, swallowing hard.

Wu Sibao pressed close to Zhou Xueping's spread thighs, inhaled greedily, and exhaled a puff of white smoke into the exposed opening. He glanced back at his men, who were staring wide-eyed, and lewdly said, "How's it going? Full and satisfied? Time to digest?"

Chaos erupted in the interrogation room. The thugs jostled and pushed forward, some grabbing Zhou Xueping's arms, others simply reaching under her legs. Wu Sibao

watched the chaos with smug satisfaction, glancing at Zhou Xueping out of the corner of his eye every now and then. Seeing her eyes tightly closed, her lips pressed together, and her motionless, he calmly shouted at his men, "Don't be so impatient! Look at Miss Zhou, she's not in a hurry at all, that's what a lady of a noble family should be like..."

After saying that, he spat his cigarette butt on the ground with a "pfft," smiled and glanced around, then pointed at them, "You...you...you...you were the most hardworking this morning, now you're rewarded!"

The three thugs who were called out beamed and hurriedly squeezed to the front. A burly man rushed forward first, pulled down his remaining shorts with one hand, and put his arm around Zhou Xueping's slender waist with the other.

Wu Sibao took two steps back, his eyes fixed on Zhou Xueping's pale face. He deliberately shouted loudly at the thugs, whose faces were flushed with excitement, "Alright, alright, you guys hurry up, stop dawdling. We still have business to get after we finish digesting!" He then winked at Huang Keji, who was cowering to the side, his shifty eyes never leaving Zhou Xueping's wide-open crotch.

Before Wu Sibao finished speaking, the burly man who had rushed ahead had already placed his thick, hard penis between Zhou Xueping's spread thighs, the large glans gleaming bluishly against the swollen entrance.

He rubbed it a couple of times on the unkempt pubic hair, took a deep breath, thrust his hips forward, and with a "Heave-ho," his thick penis slid into the wet opening like a python entering a cave.

Zhou Xueping's bloodless lips trembled almost imperceptibly, her teeth biting deeply into her lip.

The burly man gripped Zhou Xueping's slender waist tightly with both hands, his heavy buttocks slamming down like a ram. The two naked bodies, one dark and one white, were intertwined, colliding violently with each thrust, producing a series of loud, slapping sounds that made one's eyes water.

Everyone around stared wide-eyed as the bulging, veiny penis plunged fully into the swollen, wet opening, soon becoming a gurgling, muddy mess.

"Beasts…you bunch of inhuman beasts…" Suddenly, a hoarse, angry voice came from behind the crowd.

Wu Sibao turned around and saw Zhou Liping kneeling in the corner. Like Xiao Yu, she was being held down by two burly men. Her eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down her face, and she was shouting wildly, oblivious to everything else.

Wu Sibao chuckled, slowly strolling over to Zhou Liping. He squatted down, grabbed her chin with one hand, and stared at her bloodshot eyes, leering, "Little girl, feeling sorry for her? If you feel sorry for your sister, then talk to her. She can't tough it out. In a few days, she'll be like you... no, she'll be even worse off than you. She knows more than you, and she's prettier than you... Look, there are countless men lining up to fuck her, and many don't want her to confess! Hehe..."

"You beast..." Zhou Liping sobbed, closing her eyes. Her small, broken breasts heaved violently as she wept uncontrollably.

At that moment, the burly man, carrying his shorts, squeezed through the crowd, his face a mixture of exhaustion and excitement. His ugly member, dangling between his legs, was covered in sticky semen. He pulled on his shorts, his eyes still fixed on the naked woman surrounded by the crowd.

Over there, a muscular, short man, his large penis erect, began a frenzied assault on Zhou Xueping, who was naked and bound to the rack.

Wu Sibao blinked, as if suddenly remembering something, picked up the phone on the recording table, spoke a few words to someone, smiled mysteriously, put down the phone, and strolled towards the noisy crowd.

Beneath the rack, the atmosphere of debauchery reached another climax. Zhou Xueping's open crotch sprayed with vaginal fluid, the "splattering" sounds assaulting the nerves of every man present. Zhou Xueping's brows furrowed, her head tilted back, her full breasts heaving, her long, black hair swaying with each thrust. Suppressed moans of pain escaped from her tightly closed lips.

The short man began his thrusts, and the commotion among the onlookers grew louder and louder. Suddenly, the interrogation room door was silently pushed open, and the face of a short-haired young woman appeared in the crack. When she saw the blatant scene of depravity inside, she nearly screamed and quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Embarrassed, she stood at the doorway, unsure whether to go in or out.

Wu Sibao, who was standing nearby, saw her from afar and hurriedly waved for her to come in. The female employee, blushing, entered the interrogation room and quickly walked to Wu Sibao's side with her head down.As she passed the group of men arguing and shouting around the rack, the muscular man pulled his penis out of Zhou Xueping's body, panting heavily, to the cheers of the crowd. She couldn't resist stealing a glance at Zhou Xueping, who was hanging naked from the rack, her vulva wide open. When she saw the sticky, thick fluid gushing from Zhou Xueping's vagina, her face immediately turned bright red, and she quickly lowered her head and hurried towards Wu Sibao.

Another man, completely naked, pounced on the rack, his thick, erect penis erect. Wu Sibao chuckled and called the embarrassed, bewildered female employee to his side. The two spoke in hushed tones.

The woman opened one hand and handed Wu Sibao a small glass bottle, her eyes glancing instinctively at the rack not far away. There, Zhou Xueping, seemingly losing control under the rapid thrusts of another penis penetrating her, was groaning incessantly, her head thrown back and eyes half-open.

Seeing this, Wu Sibao smiled smugly and whispered something in the female employee's ear. Her face flushed, and she earnestly explained, pointing to the small bottle she had just given Wu Sibao. Only after Wu Sibao nodded in satisfaction did she quickly turn away, head bowed, and slipped away from the interrogation room along the wall.

Chapter 103

As soon as the female employee left, Wu Sibao immediately looked around. After searching twice, he finally found Huang Keji, his eyes red and his face embarrassed, greedily peering towards the torture rack in a corner behind the recorder's desk. He beckoned Huang Keji to his side, took out the small glass bottle in his hand, and began to explain to Huang Keji.

Huang Keji looked panicked, secretly glancing at Zhou Xueping, who was suffering under the ravages of the large penis. He waved his hands repeatedly at the small bottle in Wu Sibao's hand, as if it were some kind of man-eating monster. Wu Sibao glared at him, and Huang Keji's miserable face immediately froze. He looked at Wu Sibao's expression, licked his dry lips a few times, and finally nodded stiffly.

Wu Sibao patted Huang Keji's shoulder and pulled him to the torture rack, where he saw a naked, muscular man making his final thrust with a thick, long penis. The man suddenly thrust his hips forward, tightly embracing Zhou Xueping's naked body. With a low, chilling growl, his large, club-like penis plunged completely into her wet, fleshy opening with a "plop."

The two equally naked bodies were intertwined, trembling slightly. After a long while, the man let out a long breath and, amidst the envious gazes of the group of men, slowly withdrew his already limp member.

Thick, white fluid gushed from Zhou Xueping's wide-open lower body, soaking the ground. Zhou Xueping's head hung limply against her chest, strands of her loose hair clinging to her sweaty cheeks.

Wu Sibao pushed through the crowd, Huang Keji following closely behind with his head bowed. Wu Sibao stood in front of Zhou Xueping, stepped aside to let Huang Keji pass, and winked at him.

Huang Keji looked up and opened his mouth, but when his gaze fell upon Zhou Xueping's naked body and her gruesome lower body, he seemed to be stunned by something, frozen in place, his body involuntarily retreating. Just as

Wu Sibao was about to lash out, one of the thugs couldn't resist and moved closer. He grabbed Zhou Xueping's chin, lifting her pale face. Her eyes were half-closed, her gaze glazed, her lips bleeding from being bitten, yet faint moans escaped her throat.

The thug swallowed hard, staring lustfully at Zhou Xueping's plump, white, perky, blood-stained breasts, and shamelessly said, "How about it, Miss Zhou? Was that enough? If not, I'll give you another round..." A chaotic commotion erupted around them.

Zhou Xueping struggled to lift her eyelids, her lips moved, and she softly uttered two words: "Beast..."

The thug, grinning, was about to speak when Wu Sibao forcefully poked Huang Keji in the waist, shoving him in front of Zhou Xueping. Huang Keji's face twitched twice. He tried his best to steady himself, his eyes fixed on Zhou Xueping's high breasts, but he dared not look at her face. He stammered, "Xue...Sister Xue..."

Zhou Xueping slowly lifted her eyelids, glanced at Huang Keji in front of her, and her bloodied lips moved with difficulty: "Shut up...Get away!"

Huang Keji trembled, his body instinctively shrinking back. Wu Sibao supported his waist from behind, nudging him to encourage him. Huang Keji took a deep breath, mustered his courage, straightened his chest, and stretched out a hand, opening it in front of Zhou Xueping's chest. Wu Sibao took out the glass bottle, slowly opened the cap, and carefully poured a small white pill into Huang Keji's palm.

Huang Keji held the pill in front of Zhou Xueping, and said to her in a trembling voice, "Sister Xue... take this pill!" The thugs watching, not knowing what Wu Sibao was up to, gathered around, curiously looking at the small white pill in Huang Keji's palm.

Seeing that Zhou Xueping didn't even lift her eyelids and completely ignored him, Huang Keji looked embarrassed, his lips moved, and he looked at Wu Sibao helplessly. At this moment, the thug who was holding Zhou Xueping's chin shook her head forcefully and said in a sarcastic tone, "Secretary Xueping, what are you playing dead for? Minister Huang is talking to you!" A burst of unrestrained laughter rang out around them.

Forced by Wu Sibao's menacing gaze, Huang Keji stammered, "Sister Xue...you should take it...they said it's for your own good...this...this is a birth control pill..."

The last three words were like a drop of water falling into a pot of hot oil; with a "whoosh," the entire interrogation room erupted in laughter, the agents doubled over with raucous, grotesque chuckles.

Zhou Xueping's bare shoulders trembled slightly, her full breasts heaving violently before finally calming down. She slightly raised her eyelids, glanced disdainfully at the small white pill in Huang Keji's hand, and softly uttered two words: "Shameless," before wearily closing her eyes.

Huang Keji stood there awkwardly, unsure what to do. Wu Sibao chuckled and stepped forward, grabbing Zhou Xueping's hair and pulling it back forcefully. Then, with his other large hand, he grasped one of her full breasts, kneading it vigorously while staring at her upturned face. He said with a knowing smile,

"Secretary Xueping, don't misunderstand a good person! Minister Huang is only doing this for your own good. He only asked me to find this for you because of your sisterly bond. You're so young and beautiful; wherever you go, men will line up to fuck you. Do you really plan to go to court or the execution ground with a big belly one day? Don't blame us brothers for not being gentle then!"

Zhou Xueping's previously pale and bloodless face flushed crimson. Her throat moved, but no sound came out, and her eyelids closed wearily. Only her high, heaving chest revealed the turmoil within her.

Wu Sibao shook his head listlessly, released the warm, soft lump of flesh from his hand, coughed, and shouted at the thugs filling the room: "Alright, alright, you've digested your food and satisfied your cravings. Get your spirits up and get to work!"

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