Bi Yan and Bai Su (Traditional Chinese)

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"Stop hitting me, I...I don't know anything...Please...stop hitting me."

A wail filled with pain and pleading broke the darkness and silence.

In a dilapidated abandoned fishing port, two men who looked like street thugs were punching and kicking an old man who looked

like homeless man. Although it was dark and they couldn't see clearly, they could vaguely see that the old man's body was

covered in wounds.

"Pah! Coming to our Boss Qi's casino and daring to cheat, it seems you've got a death wish. Tell

me honestly, who sent you to cause trouble!" The thug with scars on his face and thick eyebrows

asked . The voice was so loud that it would be considered noisy in a high-end restaurant, but no one in the fishing port at night would

hear it.

"Brother Wei, why ask him now? Wait until you beat him so badly even his own mother wouldn't recognize him, then he'll naturally tell

the truth , hehe..." Another man in black, with a pointed chin and a pale face, was constantly fiddling

with a bloodstained baseball bat in his hand.

"I...I wasn't sent by anyone. I only took this risk because I desperately needed money to treat my daughter's illness.

I'll never do it again, please spare my life...Ouch!..."

The old man lying on the ground was only halfway through his sentence when the young man in black stepped on his wounded right arm, causing him unbearable pain.

"What nonsense are you talking about! If we let you go, we won't need to run our casino anymore; we can just support con artists

like !" The thug called Brother Wei kicked the old man on the ground again as he spoke.

"Just let me go... I'll do anything... I'll do anything, please stop hitting me..."

"Let you go... of course I'll

let

you go, but, heh heh..." The young man in black put down his baseball bat, took out a sharp knife from his back waist, its gleam reflecting on the old man's face contorted with terror. The pale-faced man grabbed the old man's wrist, "Just leave a few fingers behind, to give our boss an explanation

." Just as the old man's fingers were about to leave his body, a sound suddenly came from behind.

"Stop!" The loud shout startled everyone present, and a figure

suddenly Although the face was not clear due to the dim lighting, the voice sounded like that of a

young man. The two thugs were astonished to find someone appearing silently behind them like a ghost. Had it not been for

the shadow trailing behind the person, they would have thought they were seeing a ghost.

"Boss Qi's men are getting worse and worse. I originally intended to teach you a lesson, but to be so ruthless towards

an old man, it seems you won't know how to respect the elderly unless you're given a painful lesson."

Before he finished speaking, the newcomer had already twisted the pale-faced man's wrist with lightning speed, snatched the knife from his hand, and

kicked him in the knee and pressed down on his shoulder, forcing the pale-faced man to his knees as if in worship. The knife in his hand

then pressed against the pale-faced man's neck.

"That's more like it. The most important thing in life is to respect the elderly and honor the virtuous. It's not too late to do it now." The pale-faced

man

opened and closed his mouth as if to cry for help, but no sound came out. It turned out that the newcomer had instantly dislocated his jaw. These few moves showed that the newcomer's martial arts skills were very high. Only under the moonlight could his face be clearly seen. He was a middle

-aged man in his thirties.

The scarred man saw that the newcomer's martial arts skills were unusually high, but he couldn't figure out the style of his martial arts at all. He wanted to run away but

was afraid of losing face in front of his men, so he had to muster his courage and shout: "What is your relationship with this old man? This old man

cheated in our casino. According to the rules of the underworld, he should pay for the number of fingers he cheated. Although your martial arts are good, you are still

no match for our Boss Qi!"

"Boss Qi? Oh... My father-in-law, Boss Bai, is his sworn brother, and he's never let his men

bully the elderly. I think this is your personal behavior. If you really go and tell Boss Qi, you'll probably have

a few more holes in your body!" The middle-aged man spoke casually, but you could sense the anger in his eyes. With a glare from the corner of his

eye , the scarred man shrank back.

"Boss Bai!! So you are... I was blind to your greatness. I'll give Boss Bai

face and let it go." Under the pressure of the middle-aged man's gaze, the scarred man said a few words and then awkwardly carried

the pale-faced man away from the fishing port.

"Little friend... thank... thank you for saving me. My name is Bi Yan. Please leave your name, my benefactor. I will

repay you in the future..." Although the old man was covered in bruises, he still struggled to get up and express his gratitude.

Under the moonlight, the middle-aged man helped the old man up and smiled, saying, "My name is Wesley." "

Is that the end of it?...Wei..." Stunning beauty, dewy and delicate skin, and

sensual red lips—all these belonged to the woman who was speaking. An

oriental woman wearing a white cheongsam sat on the sofa opposite a man. Her elegant posture exuded a noble air, but the cheongsam she wore also radiated a sensual aura, making one's blood boil. The two completely different qualities were perfectly blended together, making this woman even more unique. 　　The cheongsam perfectly accentuated the woman's curves. The specially designed cutout at the chest revealed not only her cleavage but also the tight fabric, highlighting her impressive bust. The cheongsam's slit went up to her thigh, exposing a pair of flawless, white legs to the man from the side. 　　"Hmm," the man nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on the woman's thighs. 　　"Wesley, so finally, what did you do about that old man's matter?" the woman asked, pouring two glasses of wine from her right hand and handing them to the man named Wesley. 　　"Of course, I gave him some money, took his daughter to the doctor, and took him to Boss Qi to apologize. I spent most of my time finally getting Boss Qi to reconcile, and then I left... How about that? Didn't I embarrass my father- in-law?" 　　"Hmph, what a disgrace to your father... It's only because someone was afraid things would get out of hand, so they brought up my name to intimidate people. I think if they had brought up your name, Wesley, back then, things might have been resolved much faster. Don't you think so... Mr. Wesley?" 　　Wesley smiled, took Bai Su's hand, and pulled her into his arms. Although his left hand held a wine glass , his right hand was restlessly kneading Bai Su's breasts. Her large breasts were too big to grasp in one hand, and even through her cheongsam, one could still feel their firm texture.

Large breasts are often a man's favorite, but usually, the downside is that they lack that firm, thick

feel . However, Bai Su had undergone rigorous Chinese martial arts training since childhood, and most of her body had been exercised.

Her breasts, which would normally sag due to gravity, were miraculously firm and elastic. This was why Wesley would exclaim in amazement

every time he played with Bai Su's beautiful breasts.

"You've only been back for a short time, and you're already acting up. It seems that sending you and Dad to cultivate in the deep mountains didn't change much.

It looks like it was a wasted trip." Bai Su felt Wesley's lower body slowly hardening and pressing against her buttocks.

Bai Su frowned slightly, let out a muffled groan, but did not stop him.

"Calling it cultivation is more like an investigation. I went to Miao territory to see Xiao Bao. I heard that his girlfriend, Lan Si

, found a metal object there. I heard that anyone who gets close to it will mysteriously faint. Later, Lan Si used a curse

to manipulate a corpse to bring the object out and stamped it with a lead plate. Because the craftsmanship is exquisite and it doesn't seem like an antique, she wants

me to study it..."

Wesley kept talking, and the force of his kneading increased. Although Bai Su usually maintained a high degree of

self-control , because Wesley had been in Miao territory for three months, her body was already in a state of unsatisfied desire.

As Wesley's fingers played with it, Bai Su's usually suppressed desire was ignited again, and she unconsciously

moaned softly.

"Since Dad happens to be nearby, you can go with him... umm...

oh... oh..." Wesley put down his wine glass, pulled down the zipper on his pants, and took out his

already painfully swollen penis. Meanwhile, his fingers, which were deep inside his underwear, were restlessly pushing into Bai Su

's depths.

The penis, pulled out without any external force, sank completely into Bai Su's buttocks.

Although it was only her fleshy buttocks clamping down on it, Wesley felt as if more than a dozen pink and tender hands were tightly

stroking his glans. Even through the thin fabric, he could still feel Bai Su's elastic muscles, muscles

that could only be developed through long-term practice of Chinese martial arts.

Only I—Wesley—could enjoy a woman with such beauty and figure. Thinking of this,

Wesley felt even more excited, and his penis seemed to be infected by its owner's excitement, instantly growing even larger

.

"Then... um... so... so what do you plan to do with that thing? Are you going to hand it over to Lehman Hospital

? Or... or do you want Conway to handle it... um... Wesley... right there... a little harder..."

"I haven't been in contact with Lehman Hospital for a long time, and the way we used to contact each other has changed. Conway

is also hard to find. He's always the one who takes the initiative to contact me, so this time I plan to find someone from the Gobi Desert to do the research for me.

They should be here soon."

"Do the research for you... Wesley... you... you're not going to do the research with them? Oh... oh oh..."

Bai Su's moans suddenly became louder. It turned out that Wesley's nimble fingers were teasing Bai Su's sensitive

clitoris, finally making it fully engorged and erect.

"Old Cai's nephew had some trouble on the mainland. I plan to fly over with Old Cai

to handle it later. I've left the lead box on the table downstairs. I'll hand it over to them when we get to the Gobi Desert... Su...

How does it feel?... "

At this moment, under Wesley's caresses, Bai Su's whole body was slowly swallowed by the surging tide of pleasure. Her waist

twisted more violently in rhythm with the teasing. Wesley was also focused on feeling

the pleasure brought by squeezing her full breasts. He rubbed her plump and soft breasts harder with his palms, his fingers constantly pinching her two tender

nipples . At the same time, he increased the force and speed of the friction of his lower body, making her high and firm breasts shake even more

violently.

Such a goddess, full of wisdom and martial arts, had become so lewd under his manipulation

. Wesley, satisfied both his senses and his mind, could no longer restrain himself. With a roar, his penis ejaculated

his pent-up semen. The force of the spray seemed to fill Bai Su completely. Even

through her cheongsam, Bai Su could feel the pulsation of the penis. The amount of semen that spurted out not only soaked

a large area of Bai Su's buttocks, but also dripped onto the floor because the fabric could not fully absorb it.

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