[The Case of a Certain Ping Corruption] (153) Author: Long Live Long Live Long Live

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"She's nice. Is that okay?" John said, pointing to a Chinese woman in the video. He had finally crossed
the line of his self-proclaimed civilization.

According to the cult leader's promise, John could enjoy her once after dinner.

Since the envoy was willing, the cult leader was naturally happy, but he was disappointed when he looked in that direction
. Unfortunately, John was pointing to Wan Xie.

"She's not good. She's his," the cult leader said, pointing to Qinglong, "his wife. I can't control her." "Hey, don't
be dazed , say something. Someone wants to fuck your wife. Are you willing?" the cult leader deliberately said to Qinglong.

"No." Qinglong quickly shook his head. He didn't know which "wife" the cult leader was talking about. New or
old. But he disagreed with either one.

"..." John knew that the other party had misunderstood his meaning. He didn't
mean . He was a civilized man. He just thought that the woman was pretty with short hair. "However, Chinese people are really
inferior." He just said I could choose any wife of his followers. Now he's changed his mind.
He's changed his mind.

'I want to see! I want to see Auntie's naked bottom!' the child in the video cried. At the same time, he leaned his upper body, which was resting on the young woman's
shoulder , desperately towards the house. The young woman could barely hold him.

'These Chinese people actually let the child see this!' John thought.

'Please decline, let her see. You stay too. I have something to tell you later.' the cult leader in the video suddenly
spoke .

The young woman in the video, who was holding Nan Nan, was about to force her way out, but upon hearing this, she stopped as if nailed
to the spot , then turned back, put the still struggling child back on the ground, and returned to the crowd.
She joined the back of the line.

'This slut is pregnant, isn't she?' a woman's voice in the video said.

'Don't talk nonsense. What 'slut, slut'? She'll be a little sister from now on. We'll eat together, take care of
the child together, and serve our husbands together. If she's a slut, how good can you be?' another concubine in the video said.

"Look at her breasts, she must be three months along. She'll start producing milk soon. That's called colostrum,
it's very nutritious," another woman in the video said confidently.

"Her belly is so pointed. It should be a boy," another voice from the video said.

Hearing these comments, the naked woman in the video suddenly turned bright red. Her face contorted.
Surprisingly , Wanrong in real life also wanted to watch the video, but after just one glance, her face
turned red. It was utterly disgusting.

The video stopped. Xiao Xu felt uneasy

when he heard Qinglong say "No," refusing the guest's offer to play with his woman . It felt like someone had put a bunch of thumbtacks under his buttocks. "Hongfeng is fine," the cult leader noticed Xiao Xu's unease and quickly reassured him. "Next time, Wanxie must entertained!" The cult leader was being polite to him because he had just taken a follower's wife. Qinglong breathed a long sigh of relief. A weight had finally been lifted from his heart. 'Whoever's wife it is. As long as she's not mine.' " You really want to?" John was even more surprised. 'What kind of person would do that!' he thought. What he didn't know was that in China, once you became a traitor, you were no longer considered human. Just a bunch of soulless animals . "Is she the woman in the video?" John still couldn't believe he could be so lucky. "Of course," the leader said. "If you like, you can take her to my room next door and try her out. She 's my wife. I can make the decision. This is also a major dish at our welcoming banquet for the envoy. Our Amighty God Cult advocates doing this." "Really?" John could hardly believe his ears. 'The Amighty God Cult is really good!' he thought. "What's wrong with that? You are the envoy of our cult. Don't you know our rules?" The leader deliberately pretended to be indifferent. But in the past, whenever he bestowed his concubines upon his followers, although he was very polite to them, he would always beat up the woman he had given away. John didn't initially think much of Wanrong; he was more interested in the more regionally distinctive Wanxie and Hongfeng. But when he heard that Wanrong was "pregnant," and was the very woman in the video, he changed his mind. Such opportunities don't come around often. Although John didn't say he was "willing to try out the cult leader's concubine," he didn't say he was unwilling either . He used the question "Really?" to express doubt about the suggestion, but actually to indicate agreement and acceptance. "This…" The cult leader, who had been trying to make a good impression, realized he had overstepped his bounds. He was also reluctant to give his wives and concubines to foreigners to play with, unless it would bring greater benefits. "Let's talk after dinner," he said evasively. The cult leader initially thought foreigners were more civilized; otherwise, why would they think China's human rights situation was so bad? That's why he said, "If you like, you can take one to try." He said this to give the other party a chance to say "No need." 'Since he comes from a civilized country, he wouldn't play with other people's wives!' Unexpectedly, his own people took it seriously; the other party also accepted the challenge. These two men, each with their own ulterior motives, found themselves in a power struggle within an hour of meeting. "No need to wait. Your room is more convenient. You guys continue eating, I'll try it out and leave right away." John was like a ravenous wolf, giving no chance to back down. This kind of opportunity to hunt for women isn't something everyone gets to encounter. Once you do, you must have the ability to seize it. John had that ability. He could skip the meal, but he wouldn't let any kind of woman slip by. "I can't," Wanrong immediately objected, realizing this seemed to be directed at her. "Weren't you great when you were filming?" Xiao Xu said deliberately, his aim being to continue to annoy the other party. "If you want to see that video, I'll send it to you," he said to John. "She can't," Qinglong said. Despite being his 'ex-wife,' Qinglong was still quite responsible. "Delete it for me!" Wanrong rushed towards Xiao Xu like a madwoman, trying to snatch the phone. "Do you have an extra head? Sit back down. You think you can defy me?!" The cult leader immediately stopped Wanrong 's resistance. Although he didn't want his newly acquired wife to be fucked by someone else, he was even more unwilling to relinquish his authority.

Provoked; moreover, the man who wanted to rape their wife had given them money to save their lives, and they would have to give him more in the future.

Qinglong was about to help, but then silently sat back down.

Wanrong also immediately fell silent, not daring to say a word, and sat back down in her seat.

But even as she sat back down, a bold plan was forming in Wanrong's mind. She was
thinking, could she have John, the envoy of the foreign headquarters, deliver a message for her? She had already written a letter
and carried it with her at all times. The letter was for the 3D man and her sister. The letter only contained greetings,
without even a return address. This way, even if the cult leader found out, she would still have a chance to explain herself. And the other party
could find her simply by looking at the postmark or the place where the letter was found.

Wanrong also thought that this letter could not be given directly to the foreigner. She didn't know this person, but he
was in cahoots with the cult leader. If he questioned the cult leader about this, her life would be in danger. She had to find a way to
secretly slip her heart into a foreigner's bag or pocket, so he would throw it away when he found it. If any
kind soul recognized it as a letter and put it in the mailbox, she might be saved.

"Let's go," Hongfeng said, stepping forward at this crucial moment. She grabbed
Wanrong, , and they walked together towards the cult leader's room, because only that room had a bathroom.

Everyone was stunned.

Hongfeng even had to turn back to John and say, "Come with us! What are you standing there for!"

He had suddenly gotten his hands on both of the women he liked? Things were too good for John to believe.

"Hurry up! Okay?" Hongfeng urged.

John suddenly snapped out of his daze and followed Hongfeng and the others without looking back.

The cult leader, Qinglong, and Xiao Xu, who were accompanying them, remained in the restaurant, bewildered. Everyone sat there with long faces,
unable to eat, even though they rarely got to eat this delicious food.

Each person at the table harbored their own secrets, waiting to see how things would unfold. At this moment, everyone's heart was filled with impurities.
Some even imagined Chinese women being violated by foreign men, "revealing their trembling, swaying
breasts, their bare white buttocks; hunching over and wiggling their buttocks in front of
foreigners . Those white buttocks were so white and big! So ugly! So shameless!"

Others wondered about their feelings, "Were they happy? Or in pain? Did they cooperate? Or resist?
And who would the foreigners play with first? Wanrong? Or Hongfeng?"

Still others thought about the women's situation, "The foreigners' thing is too big, can
they ? It'll make a ridge stand out on their bellies! After it comes out, their vaginas will
be like little caves!"

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"Come in. Do I still need to carry you in in an eight-person sedan chair? Tch." Hongfeng unlocked the door and pushed it open,
saying. She actually had a key to the cult leader's room. She was eager to do anything that would harm Wanrong.

Wanrong, along with many other women, had been raped in this room. The eerie atmosphere sent
a chill down Wanrong's spine.

"Alright. I'm leaving," Hongfeng said after handing Wanrong over to the foreign man. "You guys have fun.
You know how to treat women. If she's not obedient, hit her!"

"This woman is really ruthless," John thought to himself after hearing Hongfeng's words.

"Then I'm leaving," Hongfeng said, preparing to leave as the foreigner didn't answer. She didn't
like the foreigner, didn't like Xiao Xu, and didn't even particularly like the cult leader. He was just more imposing.
She preferred 3D men.

"Wait," John grabbed Hongfeng's arm at this crucial moment. "You
stay ."

This action surprised Hongfeng. 'One dragon, two phoenixes? Foreigners really know how to have fun,' she thought. She also
stopped in her tracks.

This scene was too astonishing for John. He had considered the filth and depravity of the Agnostic Cult, but
they had still pushed the limits of his comprehension. 'They even offer their own wives to guests to play with!
What kind of religion is that?'

"You're so naughty!" Hongfeng said, winking seductively. "Let's begin then." She said it, but did it anyway.
She casually closed the door behind her, locking all three of them inside. "Which one have you taken a fancy to?" Hongfeng
asked, but in her mind, she had already sent Wanrong to the man's bed. After all, Wanrong was
much , with much fairer skin; and most importantly, her figure was taller and more to the foreigner's
liking.

"You…" the foreigner said.

"Me?" Hongfeng was taken aback at first, then overjoyed. "Am I that good?"

"You… don't you know? You… are very beautiful."

"No, no…" Hongfeng said modestly, but her heart was bursting with joy.

"Beautiful in what way?" John didn't understand why she would ask such a question. "Beauty is a complex system;
sometimes you can't pinpoint exactly where it is."

"Am I that beautiful?" Hongfeng was even more pleased, gaining
confidence . However, this didn't stop her from pushing Wanrong further into the fire. "You should fuck this woman instead,"
Hongfeng said, pointing at Wanrong and introducing her to the guest.

"Why?" John didn't understand

. "She's the cult leader's concubine," Hongfeng made an excuse. "Her cunt..." Hongfeng
patted . "Do you know what a woman's cunt is? It's this place..." Then she
stretched her index fingers more than a foot apart in front of her eyes and said, "This long!"

John, seeing the petite woman gesturing, finally understood her meaning. "Your master said I
can have any of them," he told Hongfeng.

"But she's even more...!" Hongfeng was still unwilling to give up and wanted to divert the trouble to other women.

"Take off your clothes. Let me see first. Is that alright?" John conceded.

"She takes hers off too." Hongfeng was now going at it with Wanrong.

"You don't like her?" John noticed something amiss.

"No, no. I'll take it off, I'll take it off." Hongfeng started taking off her top, revealing a bright
red . "Make her take it off too." Just when Wanrong thought Hongfeng was letting her go,
Hongfeng pointed at Wanrong and said again, still not satisfied,

"You take off your clothes too." John indeed turned to Wanrong and said to her...

"How about I help you undress first?" Wanrong suddenly offered. Though she didn't speak, she was
looking for an opportunity.

Wanrong then began to help the man take off his suit jacket. Standing behind him, she
grabbed his collar from behind with both hands. The man stretched his arms back, took a step forward, and the jacket came off
.

He turned around, pulled Wanrong close, and kissed her hard on the lips.

During the kiss, Wanrong kept her arms outstretched, holding the man's jacket. She neither
flinched nor struggled.

The man noticed the woman wasn't wearing any makeup. 'So beautiful even without makeup!' he thought. 'Chinese women's
lips are so soft.'

"I'll hang it up, otherwise it'll get broken," Wanrong said after the kiss, secretly
slipping a pre-prepared letter into the man's outer pocket. The man also carried a
briefcase . Wanrong hesitated, wondering if she should put the letter in the briefcase. In the end, she chose to put it
in her pocket.

Wanrong didn't put the letter in the man's safer inner breast pocket. That was
where he kept his more important items; if he found it and told the cult leader, she would be in big trouble. The outer pocket was
for ordinary items; if he saw something that wasn't his, he might throw it away. (Actually, John was very
vigilant ; if he saw it, he would definitely investigate its origin.)

When Wanrong finished hanging up the man's clothes and turned around, she saw him staring intently at Hongfeng.

Hongfeng's blouse was small and tight, a very ordinary traditional white garment with orchid patterns. Surprisingly, the more
traditional something was, the more foreigners liked it. The foreigner actually stepped forward and took the blouse the woman had just taken off.
The man dusted off Hongfeng's blouse twice, then brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply. Then he tilted his head back,
closed his eyes, and savored it for a moment

. "What's so good about this smell?" Hongfeng pouted coquettishly. Receiving such high praise and appreciation
from the man her feel a little proud. She couldn't help but look herself up and down
.

This was a very beautiful local young woman, neither too thin nor too plump; her arms were slender but not very long; her
small breasts were full, covered by a red bra; her waist was slender, smooth,
and strong. Below that were a pair of black, baggy trousers and wedge heels. Her hips were wide inside the trousers,
suggesting she could definitely give birth. The only flaw was her dark skin.

The man casually tossed Hongfeng's top behind him. Wanrong knew it was for her and quickly took it,
folded it , and placed it aside.

John had already walked up to Hongfeng. He personally removed her bra, revealing two small, dark,
rabbit-like breasts.

John preferred petite women. He felt that Hongfeng was much better than that Han Moulu.

Hongfeng took the opportunity to lean against the man's chest, looking up at his face.

It was an ordinary Western face, but it still stood out here. When the intelligence department
selects personnel, those who aren't solely reliant on their looks to seduce others must be of ordinary appearance.
The more ordinary, the better; they shouldn't leave an impression after just one meeting; ideally, they should
be .

Hongfeng unbuttoned the man's white shirt, revealing a chest covered in yellow chest hair. Firm and
powerful .

As Hongfeng prepared to move downwards to touch the man's belt, he suddenly grabbed her slender
wrist and placed her hand on his chest.

The woman spread her fingers and smoothed them across the man's chest like smearing a wall, enjoying it. She pressed her
face against the man's overgrown chest hair again.

Wanrong stood far to the side, watching intently. She wasn't watching this erotic scene,
but rather searching for an opportunity. If the man were currently favoring her, she would offer her
body without hesitation. Once she had captured the man's heart, she would ask him to send out her letter. She could
speak in English, so that even if Hongfeng heard her, she wouldn't understand what she was saying.

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