[Dancer] (20) Author: qian1223

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Chapter Twenty: The Game Begins

"Grandpa! Aunt Taozi, don't bully my grandpa!" Zhang Yang cried out, helplessly watching
his loved one suffer the leg-strangulation torture.

"Yangyang, what did you call me?" Taozi asked with a smile, but secretly tightened her legs, clamping Hu Yaotian
's neck even more firmly. In fact, for a man in his sixties, even if his thighs were just crossed without
exerting force, his full leg muscles would still cause him great pain.

"Sister! Sister Taozi! Please don't bully grandpa!"

"Hmm~? Yangyang, it seems you've forgotten your sister's teachings."

Taozi tightened her buttocks, her thighs tightly enveloping Hu Yaotian's neck from all sides. Hu Yaotian immediately
screamed , his eyes wide open, wildly waving his arms, his wrinkled old face turning red, clearly
his breathing was completely blocked.

"Queen Sister! Queen Sister!" Zhang Yang finally remembered.

"That's a good boy~" Peach said with satisfaction, her contracted buttocks returning to their original state.

"Queen sister, please don't bully Grandpa, okay?" Zhang Yang looked at Peach with pleading eyes.

"Sister didn't bully your grandpa. Actually, your grandpa really wants to be squeezed by sister!" Peach said, looking down at
Hu Yaotian , "Right, sir?"

"Huff...huff...if you want to kill or torture me, come at me! Yangyang is still a child, he's innocent...ah!"
Hu Yaotian gasped for breath before he could speak, but before he could finish, his taut leg muscles snapped him in two.

"Don't answer irrelevantly. If you don't answer my question properly, I'll be very angry!" Peach
warned seductively while violently squeezing Hu Yaotian's neck with her hard quadriceps. Hu Yaotian felt
his neck bones squeaking. As people age, their bones become more fragile. Many elderly people
suffer fractures from a fall, let alone when their necks are subjected to deliberate, forceful compression. If Peach were to
suddenly exert all her strength to twist the neck, she might just snap it.

"Cough cough cough..." After being squeezed for about twenty seconds, Hu Yaotian's thighs finally loosened, and he coughed repeatedly,
almost coughing up his lungs.

"Old sir, aren't you going to answer? Then I'll keep squeezing you~" Actually, Peach was intentionally making things difficult; no matter what answer
he got , the result would be the same.

"No...don't..."

"Hehehe, you two are really interesting, both of you like to give irrelevant answers~ This time, I'll squeeze you for thirty seconds
~" Peach giggled and tightened her grip again.

"Ah...no..." Hu Yaotian looked pained, trying to pry his thighs apart with both hands.

"Queen Sister, please don't squeeze Grandpa anymore! Please! Squeeze Yangyang instead, Yangyang likes being squeezed by Queen
Sister !" Zhang Yang cried and begged again.

"Yangyang, don't rush, it'll be your turn soon." Taozi gave him a seductive look, secretly controlling
the strength in her legs. Even clamping an old man has its limits; she couldn't use too much force or for too long, otherwise it could be fatal.
She was just building up her pleasure, waiting until she couldn't hold back any longer before switching prey to reach her climax—of course, it would be
Hu Pingping , her number one enemy.

Thirty seconds finally passed. Hu Yaotian's face was purplish-black, and large beads of cold sweat poured down his back; he showed
signs of fainting. At this moment, Hu Pingping also woke up. Seeing her father being ravaged by Taozi, she ignored
the pain in her lower body and angrily cursed, "You filthy bitch, let go of my dad! If you have the guts, come at me!
What kind of skill is it to bully an old man!"

"You dare curse again?" Taozi stared coldly at her. "If you dare utter another word, I'll clamp your dad to death!"

That look was no threat, and Hu Pingping wisely shut her mouth. Peach loosened her grip on his thigh, turned and walked towards a
sofa, saying to Hu Yaotian, "Old sir, didn't you want me to release Yangyang? Then come over and
lick my shoes. If you lick them well, maybe I'll agree."

Hu Yaotian, who was still panting heavily, was so shocked by these words that he almost forgot to breathe. He thought he had
misheard and asked, "What did you just say?"

Peach said, enunciating each word clearly, "Lick, my, shoes."

Hu Yaotian trembled with rage. Having dominated the underworld for decades, no one had ever dared to treat him like this. He roared hoarsely,
"Impossible!"

"Impossible, really?" Peach turned to Zhang Qianni and smiled, "Qianqian, don't you like stepping on people?
That kid is yours to handle."

"Hehe, okay." Zhang Qianni naturally agreed. She happened to be wearing a pair of peep-toe
leather boots with metal stiletto heels today. Who knew what would happen if those thin, sharp heels stepped on Zhang Yang?

"It's not too late to back out now!" Peach "kindly" advised.

"I..." Hu Yaotian hesitated, torn between his beloved grandson's safety and his manly dignity; it was
clearly a difficult choice.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yang's restraints were released, but he had nowhere to escape from the tall and slender Zhang Qianni. Zhang
Qianni gently kicked his shin, and he fell to the ground. Then, her thin metal heel pressed down on
the side of the young boy's neck—a spot Zhang Qianni often liked to step on, having frequently broken necks in the past
. She smiled and warned, "Little brother, don't move, or I'll break your neck."

Zhang Yang, though uncomfortable with his neck being stepped on by a beautiful older woman, was quite obedient and dared not
resist . Zhang Qianni had never tortured or killed a child before, so she was quite excited. She used the thin metal heel to pierce the
throbbing artery, stepping down little by little until the blood vessel would rupture. Perhaps
the child beneath her was too tense; his pulse was so rapid that it was transmitted to Zhang Qianni's foot through the thin heel.

"Yangyang!" Hu Pingping suddenly cried out in anguish.

Zhang Qianni looked down and saw that Zhang Yang was already rolling his eyes. Only then did she reluctantly lift her foot.
Of course, wasn't pitying the child; she was preparing to take off her little leather boots and feel life slowly
slipping away beneath her beautiful feet.

Zhang Qianni was tall, so her feet weren't petite either, about size 37, with her second toe slightly
longer . She wore high heels every day, so her feet were somewhat triangular in shape, but it didn't detract from her overall
beauty. In fact, they looked even more alluring under the sheer black stockings covering her toes. Now, these beautiful silk-stockinged feet were about to
step on that frail little body—"No! I'll lick it, I'll lick it!" Hu Yaotian finally couldn't bear to let his grandson suffer any longer.
Zhang Qianni also temporarily stopped what she was doing, looking at Taozi with a questioning gaze.

"Of course you have to lick it. But you've already missed your chance to back out," Taozi said cruelly,
the meaning was very clear.

"Wh-what?!" Hu Yaotian exclaimed in surprise, while Zhang Yang let out a muffled groan.

It turned out that Zhang Qianni was using her silk-stockinged feet to roam over Zhang Yang's small body, sometimes tiptoeing and
grinding squeezing, as if she were dancing a beautiful dance. It seemed gentle and light, but for Zhang Yang, although the silk-stockinged feet
were beautiful, they caused him great pain. With each movement of the silk-stockinged feet, a little air was squeezed out of his lungs. When the
silk-stockinged feet moved to his chest, Zhang Yang suddenly felt as if the silk-stockinged feet weighed a thousand pounds, pressing down on him so that he couldn't breathe even with his mouth wide open, and
his small face quickly turned red.

"Little brother, it feels good to be stepped on by my beautiful feet, doesn't it?" Zhang Qianni smiled, but her smile concealed a knife. Her
silk-clad feet could clearly feel the rapid beating of his heart beneath her chest, like a foot massager.

"Let go of my grandson!" Hu Yaotian suddenly charged towards Zhang Qianni, seemingly ready to fight to the death.

However, one was an elderly man over sixty, and the other was a beautiful woman with exceptional skills; the outcome was obvious. Zhang
Qianni didn't even need to lift a finger; she easily dodged the attack with a sidestep, while Hu Yaotian, due to the momentum,
tumbled to the ground, and then the back of his neck was firmly pinned down by her black-clad feet, rendering him immobile.

"Dad! You bastards, let me go if you dare, you bunch of despicable people!" Hu Pingping shouted angrily,
wishing break free of the tightly locked iron shackles.

"Hehe, you don't take my words to heart, huh? Since that's the case, then I'll
show you how utterly despicable I can be!" With that, Taozi sat down in front of Zhang Yang, lifted his head, and
wrapped her two sexy, python-like legs around him.

"Yangyang, are you ready~" The usual opening line, the usual alluring charm—Taozi was like a
thirsty python, slowly coiling around its prey, already impatient to devour it.

"Queen Sister…no…uh…" Zhang Yang had just escaped the deadly silken feet, and before he could catch his breath,
he was tightly coiled by the "python," falling into a suffocating abyss.

This time, she used a carotid artery constriction, a powerful technique that used the quadriceps to compress the neck. With Taozi's now incredibly
strong legs, she could easily break the neck of this xx-year-old child in an instant. But she wouldn't do that.
She wanted to slowly torture Zhang Yang, making Hu Pingping witness her child being squeezed to the point of wishing for death.

"No! Please don't! I give up! Please let Yangyang go!" Hu Pingping cried bitterly, seeing her son's
face turn blue and his eyes roll back as he was squeezed. How could she not be heartbroken?

"Give up? How can you give up? Do you think this is a competition?" Taozi sneered, tightening her legs even more
. To deal with Zhang Yang, she didn't even need to contract her buttocks to completely isolate him from the outside air.

"Then what do you want?"

"What do I want? Didn't you see?"

Hu Pingping understood what Taozi meant. Taozi wanted to torture and abuse her family, to make her personally experience
this helpless despair. She didn't speak again, staring blankly as her son's eyes gradually rolled back under her plump thighs
, his little body convulsing. Seeing this, Taozi loosened her leg tension, and once Zhang Yang had caught his breath, she tightened her legs again,
squeezing the air out of his lungs and returning it to nature. Wearing snake-print stockings, Taozi naturally entered her python woman state more easily
than usual , meaning she was more likely to lose control. At first, it was alright, but as the pleasure
intensified , she gradually lost control of the strength in her legs, not only clamping them for longer but
also releasing increasingly fierce pressure. Eventually, her buttocks contracted dramatically, tightly gripping the poor Zhang Yang until he
saw stars , his head throbbed, and he was barely breathing.

To avoid completely losing her mind and prematurely ending this revenge game, Taozi had to stop her
strangling torture of Zhang Yang, sit down to rest, and temporarily suppress her intense desire to strangle her prey to death
.

On the other side, Lin Qianxue whispered to Wu Nuanyue, "How about it? Doesn't she look a bit like you?"

Wu Nuanyue snorted and said, "She's not ruthless enough, and she doesn't know how to completely break a mother."

"There's plenty of time. As long as she joins, she'll eventually become the talent we need."

"Are you sure you want her?"

"If Nuanyue wants to do that."

"You decide."

Wu Nuanyue suddenly stood up, stretched, and sneered, "Haven't played around in a while."

Lin Qianxue laughed, "What are you talking about? Didn't you just crush a foot slave to death a couple of days ago?"

Wu Nuanyue smiled and said, "Isn't it a long time since something like that happened two days ago?"

With the bloodthirsty Crown Princess personally taking action, what will be the consequences for Hu Pingping and the others? Wu Nuanyue walked over
to Zhang Yang, casually pulled up a chair, and sat down, elegantly crossing her right leg over her left. She tilted her head slightly, rested her chin on her
hand , and asked in a gentle voice, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, "Little brother, what's your name?"

"Zhang...Zhang Yang."

"Yangyang, am I pretty?"

"Pretty."

"And what about my feet?"

Sometime earlier, Wu Nuanyue had removed her shoe from her right foot, revealing it encased in sheer black
stockings , which were even more captivating. The shape and size of her jade-like foot were perfect; each toe
was perfectly proportioned, both rounded and slender, and the thickness and width of her sole were just right—any more or
less would be too much or too little. Zhang Yang was completely
captivated his eyes glued to them.

Lost in thought, he noticed her other foot was also bare, and it was even closer, almost right under his nose.
The overwhelming fragrance filled his nostrils, making Zhang Yang, who was already somewhat dazed, even more lightheaded, and his little penis
began to stir with excitement.

"Yangyang, do you want to sleep forever at my feet?"

"Yes...yes..."

Actually, Zhang Yang didn't know what "want" meant, but in that instant, he seemed to be bewitched by Wu Nuanyue
, answering whatever she asked. The Crown Prince once commented after drinking: Wu Nuanyue is a terrifying girl.
Even the smallest gesture of hers can firmly attract men, making them at her mercy or even crazy
for her. Just smelling her natural fragrance, especially the fragrance on her jade feet, can easily
bewitch their hearts. A girl like Wu Nuanyue is born to manipulate all the men in the world.

At this moment, the Crown Prince's words were proven true. Even the naturally alluring Peach had to
admit that she was no match for Wu Nuanyue—this young Zhang Yang had been completely bewitched,
willing to die beneath her jade feet…

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