【A Riot of Flowers】(Part 2, 2008) Author: Feng Jun

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Chapter 8 The Intersection of Light and Darkness Part 2

"Young Master Xu wants to meet him in person?"

"It's not the right time yet, let's wait until Floating Light Manor opens."

Zhang Wenhai had just returned to school when he saw a black sedan parked at the entrance, the window rolled down halfway, and
the driver was sitting inside.

"Warlock, your gear is in the trunk, carry it yourself."

"So fast! Wasn't it supposed to take ten days? It's only been five."

"Because there's less stuff," the driver said. "Only toothpicks and sandbags."

"You have everything you need, not bad. What about the money?"

"Gone. The captain said you don't need it."

"Okay, it's the same if we leave the money to them," Zhang Wenhai said. "How are they doing?"

"There's a small problem. After you left, everyone's not used to partnering with a new warlock, and his
pride has been hurt."

"The captain will take good care of him, just like he took care of me."

"The captain is retiring soon too. Don't forget to come back to America then, and we'll celebrate together."

For some reason, Zhang Wenhai felt like crying. He stopped talking to the driver, silently opened
the trunk , and carried the things inside into the security room. After calming down, he started searching for
information about Yang Keshan online.

"I need to go out for a bit, can you open the door?" A woman's voice from outside the window interrupted
Zhang Wenhai .

"Teacher Tian, it's been several days," Zhang Wenhai said. "Come in."

"I'll register here..."

"Come in."

Tian Xiaoyan still went into the security room. She felt complicated and didn't know how to face Zhang Wenhai.

"See that fried food stall by the door?" Zhang Wenhai put his arm around Tian Xiaoyan's waist. "He's
someone sent by the Lonely Fragrance Society to monitor me, and he'll monitor you too."

"Don't do this." Tian Xiaoyan tried to push Zhang Wenhai's hand away, but she didn't use much force.

"Did you wear a skirt specifically for convenience?" Zhang Wenhai's hand was already pinching her soft buttocks. "I
don't even know how old Teacher Tian is this year."

"Thirty-seven." Feeling the man's hand becoming increasingly unrestrained, Tian Xiaoyan said, "If you want,
go find Xiaorong, okay?"

"Thirty-seven? You look only twenty-seven. No wonder everyone says you have a great temperament."

"No...please." Tian Xiaoyan felt she couldn't hold on much longer and just wanted to leave quickly. "At most
tomorrow night, I'll tell you whether you agree or not. Please let me go for now."

"Okay." Zhang Wenhai released her hand. "You can go now. I'll wait for you here tomorrow night."

After Tian Xiaoyan left, Zhang Wenhai continued searching for Yang Keshan. He found that this person was usually very low-key, with only
a few news reports mentioning his name. Apart from that, there wasn't even a single photo. Zhang Wenhai
remembered the letter that had been secretly delivered. Could the person in the letter be Yang Keshan? This hypothesis was quickly ruled out
. Although there was little information about Yang Keshan, it was basically certain that he was over fifty years old, while
the man in the photo was only in his early twenties. The age difference was too great.

What should he do? Zhang Wenhai was at a loss. Actually, when he was in the Alphabet Group, intelligence
was provided by other departments, and Zhang Wenhai rarely needed to obtain it himself. However, he had a good relationship with some female CIA agents,
and after getting out of bed, he could learn some skills in this area.

"Brother Wenhai, did Teacher Tian just come by?" Yu Rong's voice interrupted Zhang Wenhai's thoughts again.

"How did you know?"

"The scent of her perfume," Yu Rong said. "I've been with Teacher Tian these past few days, so I'm very familiar with her
perfume."

"Perfume? I can't smell it." Zhang Wenhai sniffed again, "There is a faint fragrance, but it
makes no difference to me."

"Did anything happen between you two just now?"

"No, she said she'd get back to me tomorrow night."

"Are you silly, Wenhai?" Yu Rong hugged Zhang Wenhai's arm, resting her head gently on his shoulder. "From what I
've observed, Teacher Tian has completely accepted you, but she just needs a reason, or rather, an opportunity." "

What do you mean?"

"Teacher Tian actually wants to be with you, but she feels it's wrong, so she's
conflicted ," Yu Rong said. "Didn't you notice the skirt she was wearing today?"

"It's just a regular skirt, is there anything special about it?"

"Of course, Teacher Tian's skirt is very loose today," Yu Rong said. "And she's not wearing safety
shorts; if you lift it up, you can see everything." "

Now that you mention it, it seems so. I didn't notice when I touched her earlier."

"Right? Actually, Teacher Tian just needs an excuse," Yu Rong said. "Next time she comes to you, she'll
definitely be dressed the same way. You just need to be rough, pin her down on the bed and fuck her, and then she'll
obediently stay with you."

Zhang Wenhai scratched his head and said, "I did something similar in America a long time ago, but I didn't like the
feeling , like a rapist."

"But you have to do it this time," Yu Rong said. "You have to make Teacher Tian feel, 'It's not that our army is weak,
it's just that the enemy is too cunning,' so that she'll convince herself to take off her mask."

"You came here just to tell me this?"

"Not entirely," Yu Rong said with her eyes closed. "Brother Wenhai, I missed you."

"I'll try something new with you today," Zhang Wenhai said, pointing to the sandbag by the bed. "Go hug that."

Yu Rong happily hugged the sandbag, turned her head and asked, "Brother Wenhai, don't I need to take off my clothes?"

"No need, the surface of the sandbag is too rough, it will chafe you." Zhang Wenhai walked over and gently kissed Yu Rong's
neck, then slowly pulled down her beige trousers. "Your sensitive spots are mostly on your legs, just take off your pants
."

After stripping Yu Rong completely naked from the waist down, Zhang Wenhai grabbed one of her legs and bent it upwards until her calf touched the top of
the sandbag , creating a perfect split.

"Brother Wenhai, this is no problem for me." Yu Rong still clung tightly to the sandbag. "But if the sandbag
were any lower, I wouldn't be able to reach it."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Wenhai held Yu Rong's leg with one hand, and with the other hand, instead of touching her sensitive spots, he directly pinched the...
The newly emerging pink clitoris sent Yu Rong's body limp, almost causing her to collapse.

"You have class later, so I'll just go for it," Zhang Wenhai
said softly, pressing the head of his penis against Yu Rong's vaginal opening, finding a suitable angle. "Hold on tight to the sandbag."

"Ah!"

The feeling of being filled made Yu Rong involuntarily cry out, but it was short-lived. Despite
Zhang Wenhai's increasingly vigorous thrusts, only the "slap slap" sounds of flesh colliding could be heard. Yu Rong's
mouth was wide open, unable to make a sound because she couldn't breathe. Zhang Wenhai had only used this move once
on , and had never used it again since, partly because the risk of sexual asphyxiation was too high, requiring him
to concentrate fully to execute it.

Yu Rong didn't know what was happening to her. She couldn't feel the sandbag, nor
the force , or even her own body. It seemed that only boundless pleasure remained, guarding
the last vestige of her consciousness. Suddenly, Yu Rong took a deep breath, as if all her senses returned. Zhang Wenhai's
powerful thrust from behind, penetrating her core, made her scream uncontrollably. The sound was exactly the same as the one she
had heard . She finally understood what the woman in the classroom had been going through.

Zhang Wenhai was experienced; at the moment of Yu Rong's climax, he immediately stepped aside, supporting her
legs as they dangled from the sandbag. Clear urine traced an arc in the air, accurately soaking the sheets. This was
the second reason why Zhang Wenhai was reluctant to use sexual asphyxiation frequently. Unless a woman had gone to the toilet beforehand,
nine out of ten would become incontinent like Yu Rong, requiring extra effort to clean up the scene. Yu Rong, of course, knew
what had happened to her. She watched the wet stains on the sheets grow larger and larger, unable to control the situation. She was both
ashamed and embarrassed, and burst into tears.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wenhai was also bewildered by Yu Rong's reaction.

"Waaah... I peed on the bed." Yu Rong turned and hugged Zhang Wenhai, tears streaming down her face.

"Hey, it's nothing, you'll be fine after a wash." Zhang Wenhai patted Yu Rong's back to comfort her. "Were you feeling good
just now ?"

"I felt like I was going to die, you were pressing so hard I couldn't breathe." Yu Rong barely managed to hold back her sobs. "
But in the end it felt so good, like every cell in my body was having an orgasm."

"It was actually quite dangerous just now. If I hadn't been careful, you might have suffocated." Zhang Wenhai said.
"This move is considered a forbidden technique of mine, I can't use it lightly."

"Then when can we do it again?"

"How come you're addicted?" Zhang Wenhai slapped Yu Rong's butt. "Aren't you afraid of peeing again?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Wenhai, let me wash the sheets for you."

"No need, I have a washing machine here." Zhang Wenhai said. "But the shower is broken, you'll have to go back and take a shower."

"Brother Wenhai, did you just buy this sandbag?" As her strength gradually returned, Yu Rong
became interested in the sandbag she was holding.

"No, this is a special sandbag I use for training in the US. I had someone bring it to me."

Yu Rong stood in front of the sandbag and punched it with all her might. It felt like hitting a wall; the sandbag
didn't budge, but her hand hurt terribly.

"If you haven't trained, you'll easily get injured by punching randomly." Zhang Wenhai carried Yu Rong away from the sandbag. "Besides, we usually wear pants when we
practice boxing .

" "Ah!" Yu Rong then remembered that her lower body was still bare and quickly grabbed her pants and put them on.

Seeing Yu Rong's interest in the punching bag, Zhang Wenhai asked, "Do you want to learn combat sports?"

"No, you'll protect me anyway," Yu Rong replied. "I'll just focus on learning to dance, so I can perform
for you sometime."

"Let's forget about that last time," Zhang Wenhai said, recalling the situation on Yu Rong's birthday. "I
don't ."

"Brother Wenhai, I have something else to tell you," Yu Rong said. "Sister Tingting and the others are on their periods,
so they can't come with you for a while."

"All three of them together?"

"Yes, they said it's been like this for several years, and the difference between them is usually no more than two days."

"Then you'll have to work harder."

"I can't handle it alone, thankfully there's Teacher Tian."

Yu Rong knelt on the ground, taking Zhang Wenhai's still-erect penis into her mouth and diligently swallowing and spitting it out.
Zhang Wenhai didn't make things difficult for her, enjoying it for two minutes before giving up and adding
a snack to Yu Rong's already expended energy.

Yang Keshan had just received news of Shen Jin's death in Europe. He vaguely sensed something was amiss,
but he was too busy to return to China to investigate. Furthermore, he didn't believe anyone would dare plot against him, so
he didn't take it too seriously. He simply made a few calls to his trusted subordinates, asking them to report more detailed
information. After comparing the reports, Yang Keshan found no contradictions, indicating that Shen Jin's death was indeed
due to insufficient preparation and faulty intelligence—at most, an unfortunate accident.

"So, have you contacted everyone I asked you to?" Inside Yongxing Bar, Boss Li was sipping
the red wine Xu Cheng had brought.

"Uncle Yang did call to ask about Shen Jin, as expected." Xu Cheng took Boss Li's cigar, smelled it, and
said, "Luckily we were prepared, otherwise we would have been caught off guard."

"Hmph, even if Uncle Yang has a long reach, he can't possibly extend all the way from Europe to Shuoqu City."

"His so-called confidants aren't much of a threat," Xu Cheng said. "A little intimidation and
a couple of women, and they'll be on our side immediately."

"Don't be too careless; those people are trying to have their cake and eat it too," Boss Li said. "Once Uncle Yang returns to China, we must
kill him immediately, otherwise, if he gains control, we're doomed."

"Don't worry, the Madman has spies everywhere. We'll know as soon as he returns,"
Xu Cheng said. "But how can we kill him?"

"This matter needs further consideration. I have a preliminary plan, and I called you here to discuss it with you
."

"Go ahead."

"Uncle Yang is different from He Ping. He doesn't have any life-threatening health problems, so faking a natural death is
basically impossible," Boss Li said. "There are currently two options: fake an accident or fake a suicide."

"With Captain Chen gone, can we still speak to the police?"

"As long as it's convincing enough, we can make them overlook some minor details," Boss Li said. "I tend to..."
"Let's fake it as an accident, because it's hard to come up with a reason for Uncle Yang's suicide."

"I also think an accident is a good idea," Xu Cheng said. "Falling objects from a height, electrocution, drowning after drinking—
we've , we have experience."

"I've come up with a new idea this time," Boss Li said. "You know, Uncle Yang is severely allergic to cephalosporins,
and that's a drug that's quite commonly used in hospitals. At the same time, he has a habit of taking vitamins every day..." "

You mean, let's switch his medicine?"

"Switching it directly is too obvious. Since it's an accident, there has to be a coincidence." Boss Li poured himself another glass of
red wine. "For example, when he was drinking water while taking vitamins, he accidentally used the cup that had been used to prepare the cephalosporin powder...
"

"Haha, you're so clever, Boss Li, let's do it that way."

"Since you also think it's suitable, let's discuss the details."

After seeing Yu Rong off, Zhang Wenhai slowly walked to the fried food stall that had been monitoring him and asked, "
How much is this squid skewer?"

"Two yuan and fifty cents."

"Hmm, good composure, you didn't tremble as you spoke." Zhang Wenhai patted the vendor on the shoulder. "Go back
and tell your boss that monitoring me is useless, but I'd love to talk to him."

The vendor said, "What are you saying? I don't understand."

"You have five or six people monitoring me every day, but you're the only one on a regular basis," Zhang Wenhai said. "I
killed someone for your Lonely Fragrance Society, I can't do it for nothing."

"What do you want?"

Zhang Wenhai countered. "Can you make that decision?"

"It depends on your specific conditions."

"I want money, a lot of money," Zhang Wenhai said. "Give me two hundred thousand US dollars first, to ease my immediate
crisis."

According to the information provided by the captain, Zhang Wenhai should have this kind of behavior in the eyes of the Lonely Fragrance Society, after all
, he came to China to escape debt, and the amount was correct. The vendor immediately believed Zhang Wenhai.

"You can call me Fourth Brother," the vendor said, extending his hand to Zhang Wenhai.

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