The New Dragon Tiger Gate Side Story—The Green Hat on the Old Evil God's Head

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I've always loved many Hong Kong comics by Yu Huangchao, and the new "Dragon Tiger Gate" is one of them. The martial arts are
exciting , and there are occasionally some suggestive scenes that spark the imagination, making it excellent material for adaptation. Seeing this article,
I imagine many PTT forum members (kingdomhuang board) will smile knowingly, right? This is my second short
fanfiction , so please give me your feedback!
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The time is the early Republic of China. This time, the protagonist is a
handsome young . He is the Sword Demon, born into a family of swordsmen. He prefers to travel alone, having
lived in Shanghai, known as an adventurer's paradise, for three years.
One day, the Sword Demon passed through a hutong in the city and saw a large crowd gathered, seemingly watching something...
An elderly man wearing reading glasses exclaimed, "Rape and looting, it must be the work of those Japanese devils from the Rakshasa Sect!"
Another middle-aged businessman in a white suit added, "Even thieves have their code of honor, but ever since the Rakshasa Sect
wiped us out... there hasn't been a day of peace in this place!" Everyone present agreed.
The Sword Demon pushed aside the onlookers, and what greeted his eyes was an extremely bloody and cruel scene! The people gathered around
were actually the bodies of a man and a woman.
The Sword Demon was a recluse with very few friends, and the victims before him were a couple he considered close friends!
The man had dozens of stab wounds, his body a gruesome sight; the woman was completely naked, her body covered in
marks of rape and gang rape. The Sword Demon was consumed by rage and fury!
Sword Demon, vowing to avenge his friend's death, and with his exceptional skills and daring,
infiltrated the Rakshasa Cult's Shanghai headquarters alone that very night. His aim, of course, was to assassinate the culprit—the Rakshasa Cult's leader, Xicheng Wang, who would
later the Old Evil God!
Xicheng Wang was nearly fifty years old at the time, a robust Japanese man. He was power-hungry and actively
expanding the Rakshasa Cult's influence. He was also a martial arts fanatic, having collected martial arts manuals from various schools after arriving in China.
Moreover, he had mastered the Yi Jin Jing to the highest level, making him a formidable opponent in the world. Given the Rakshasa Cult's
numerous experts and tight security at its Shanghai headquarters, even though Sword Demon was one of the best among the younger generation,
he would likely !
Unexpectedly, the Rakshasa Cult's headquarters was poorly guarded, and Sword Demon easily infiltrated, reaching the back garden of the leader's residence
. He hid behind a rockery, observing the situation. The servants seemed flustered and anxious;
something serious appeared to have happened within the Rakshasa Cult.
In the courtyard pavilion, a
beautiful Two Rakshasa Cult servants rushed to her,
saying, "A powerful enemy has attacked! The leader has not returned! Please, Madam, seek shelter!" This kimono-clad beauty
was Nishijo Nozomi's beloved wife, the wife of the Rakshasa Cult leader.
Her name was Kujo Eiko, from a noble Japanese family. Her excellent upbringing and natural beauty,
combined with the exquisite kimono she wore, made her a perfect example of a Yamato Nadeshiko (ideal Japanese woman).
She had married Nishijo Nozomi three years prior through a political marriage. Although her husband, more than twenty years her senior, doted on her and
was extremely attentive, she seemed to harbor a deep-seated question about whether she loved him as much as he loved her
. However, she still perfectly played the role of a dutiful wife to the leader of the Rakshasa Cult.
It turned out that on this day, a mysterious, scarred swordsman wielding the Ganjiang sword came to challenge the Rakshasa Cult. This man
seemed to have ties to the Qing Gang, and his martial arts skills were unparalleled, astonishing the world. Almost all of the Rakshasa Cult's top fighters in Shanghai had been killed or wounded
. Even the cult leader, Xicheng Wang, who had mastered the Yi Jin Jing to the highest level, was defeated by him, leaving an
indelible scar on his forehead. Therefore, the Rakshasa Cult's defenses were unexpectedly weak that day, allowing the Sword Demon to easily
infiltrate .
From the conversation among the Rakshasa Cult members, the Sword Demon learned that Yingzi was Xicheng Wang's beloved wife. A wicked
plan immediately surfaced in his mind: "Hmph! So she's Xicheng Wang's wife. I'll make you, this Japanese bandit leader,
taste the pain of your lover being raped!"
The Sword Demon acted on his thought, leaping out from the artificial hill and rushing towards the pavilion. With his cultivation level, the moment his sword
was drawn , he easily dispatched two henchmen with a "snap!"
Suddenly, a strange thing happened. Two henchmen lay dead on the ground, blood splattered everywhere. Yingzi, terrified, gasped
, "Ah... what do you want?" Blood dripped from the Sword Demon's sword. His expression was sinister as he coldly
said, "Your beastly husband has done many good deeds in our China. What has he done..." He paused,
his handsome face now contorted with malice and evil, and continued, "I'll have my way with you!"
Yingzi's beautiful face was filled with terror and fear, her body going limp. "Please...
please... don't..." Her pleas, of course, did not stop the Sword Demon; instead, they fueled his
lust . He forced her down onto the stone table, controlling her hands to prevent her resistance, and sneered, "If you
want to blame someone, blame Xicheng Wang!" With that, he violently tore open the bodice of his kimono, sending the purple silk fabric flying
through the air...
Her kimono was torn at the chest, exposing Yingzi's full, firm breasts to the sword demon's eyes. Her skin
was soft and lustrous, and she exuded a faint fragrance. The sword demon mercilessly pinched her breasts with both hands. "
Eee... Ugh... No... Please stop!"
"I won't stop. The show is just beginning. Your bastard husband is definitely going to be cuckolded tonight!
This is his karma!" The sword demon played with her breasts with his fingers while sucking on the two
red nipples with his lips.
"Ah... Ugh, ugh... Ahhh... Please have mercy on me..." Tears welled up in Yingzi's
eyes .
The sword demon's left hand roughly kneaded Yingzi's nipples and breasts, while his right hand moved to Yingzi's lower body,
tearing open her skirt and spreading her legs, which were as white as jade. He probed inside, touching Yingzi's soft pubic hair,
and discovered that she wasn't wearing any underwear. The design of Japanese kimonos, intended for easy access for
men to lift the skirt for sex, generally meant that underwear wasn't worn with kimonos.
The sword demon parted the alluring black forest, his fingers lightly tracing the cleft of her private parts. "Ah...please let me go...
don't touch there...eeeee...!" Yingzi, her face flushed a rosy pink, repeatedly resisted the sword demon's attempts to violate her.
"The demon pleaded." The sword demon ignored her, briefly observing her secret garden. He discovered that Yingzi's private parts
, like her appearance, looked quite dignified and beautiful. Her labia and clitoris were
beautiful , and her pubic hair was neatly combed, as if it had rarely been used by men.
In fact, there was a huge secret that almost no one knew. In fact, Yingzi, who had been married for three years,
had never officially consummated her marriage with her husband, Xicheng Wang! Back then, Xicheng Wang had suffered a qi deviation during his cultivation, resulting in erectile
dysfunction and the inability to ejaculate, thus rendering him infertile. But for the dignified leader of the Rakshasa Sect to be
impotent and sexually incapacitated would be a disgrace to the sect leader if word got out. Therefore,
no .
However, he was nearing middle age, powerful and wealthy, yet he was neither interested in women nor had a wife, which inevitably attracted gossip. To
cover his tracks , he married Kujo Yingzi. But he couldn't hide his impotence from his wife, could he? So
on their wedding night, Saijo Nozomi confessed the truth to his wife and used a wooden dildo to deflower Eiko
. Perhaps because of his inferiority complex and inability to satisfy his wife sexually, he showered her with extra love and tenderness,
taking care of her in every way. Eiko knew her husband's unspeakable secret, but coming from a traditional, prestigious family, she would
never stray to relieve her sexual desires. She could only soothe herself with her fingers at night to alleviate her loneliness.
Under the skillful manipulation of the sword demon's fingers, even though she was unwilling, her body betrayed her
will. Eiko's crotch quickly secreted a large amount of love fluid, and as the sword demon's fingers moved back and forth,
a lascivious sizzling sound could be heard.
"Very sensitive... It's already overflowing down there. No wonder she's the wife of a Japanese bandit leader,
she's a born slut!" The sword demon felt that the more pain or humiliation Eiko suffered, the more he felt avenging
the Chinese people oppressed by the Rakshasa Sect and the tragically deceased couple of his friends.
"How could this be... I'm not a slut... Ahh... No!!" Yingzi's body went
limp , filled with shame and guilt. She felt deeply guilty for betraying her husband, for
being so aroused by another man's caresses during his violation.
Seeing the overflowing, sticky love fluid, the Sword Demon couldn't resist any longer
. He unzipped his pants, revealing his magnificent sword. Yingzi reflexively looked away, her eyes tightly shut. "Look closely! In a moment, my treasure
is going to pound into your wet, fleshy hole, giving you a good time. Hmph, I wonder if
mine is bigger than his compared to Xicheng Wang's?"
"Ugh... No! Don't put it in! Don't rape me!"
Despite her desperate struggles, Yingzi was no match for the Sword Demon's strength. He slowly inserted his hard sword into her scabbard, which was dripping with love fluid.
"It's inside... I've been raped by a man other than my husband... a man's... Ahh~" Being
raped by a man other than her husband was an unbearable humiliation for Yingzi, who came from a traditional, prestigious family.
But on the other hand, her vagina greedily craved the sword demon's treasure, its tightness
almost , the temperature inside burning hot, giving the sword demon's treasure
an extraordinary pleasure as if it were melting. "Please pull it out... pull it out quickly... please..."
The sword demon inserted his treasure to the root, their genitals overlapping tightly, the soft flesh walls clinging to the sword,
completely enveloping it. The sword demon felt extremely comfortable. He was young and heroic, and often had some romantic affairs while traveling the world,
but he had never encountered such a top-quality vagina as Yingzi before.
As the sword demon penetrated her long-parched, lustful vulva, waves of pleasure mixed with itching and comfort
assaulted Yingzi's senses. "Ah...it's all the way in...no...how
can this be...what's wrong with my body?...why do I feel so much even when I'm being raped..."
Hearing Yingzi's desperate gasps, the sword demon thrust his hips violently, and Yingzi involuntarily twisted her waist
in response .
"Mmm...so big and hard..." From Yingzi's engorged and hardened nipples and flushed
cheeks, the sword demon knew that her body was experiencing great pleasure under his violation. Her expression seemed to be both painful and
pleasurable . To prevent herself from making any lewd cries, she desperately kept her cherry lips tightly closed, afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would let out
an obscene moan. But her suppressed gasps also aroused the sword demon.
The Sword Demon dipped his finger in her vaginal fluid, displayed the glistening, stringy, transparent liquid in front of her, and smeared it
on her face, laughing wildly, "Hahaha, you Japanese bitches are so horny! You're being raped and you still feel so
good! Tonight, this great hero will act on
behalf of heaven, not only seeking justice for the Chinese but also satisfying you, you slutty Japanese woman. Truly a double win!" Yingzi turned her head away and closed her eyes.
She was clearly being raped, yet her lower body was leaking so much shameful vaginal fluid; this fact made her feel
utterly ashamed . After the lewd intercourse lasted for more than ten minutes, the Sword Demon was finally about to reach his climax. He grabbed Yingzi's slender waist and thrust his sword even more violently. "Ugh! Ahh ... Yingzi seemed to sense that the Sword Demon was about to ejaculate, and pleaded intermittently, "No...no, don't ejaculate inside me! I...I'll get pregnant!...Ugh..." The Sword Demon snorted and coldly said, "Japanese bastards have no right to choose where they want to be ejaculated! This great hero is determined to ejaculate inside me! If Xicheng Wang knew that his beloved wife was pregnant with the child of the man who raped her, his expression would be quite something! This is the most severe revenge we Chinese can give this Japanese bandit leader!" Yingzi knew that the strange man pressing down on her... Yingzi didn't give up on ejaculating inside him. She screamed in terror and struggled, but her weak fists were useless against the sword demon's steel-like chest. After a series of intense thrusts, the sword demon, ignoring Yingzi's protests, began to ejaculate thick streams of semen into her womb amidst her heartbreaking cries of "No—!" The scalding semen brought Yingzi to her first orgasm. Her vaginal walls clung tightly to the throbbing, hard sword, contracting intermittently and demanding the hot, cloudy white semen. After ejaculating the last drop of semen, the sword demon let out a long sigh and withdrew his softening sword from between Yingzi's legs.

The sword was drawn from its sheath. Eiko, still basking in the afterglow of her climax, was
overwhelmed with shame for having received the semen of a stranger other than her husband. If she were truly pregnant from rape, how could she
face her husband? She looked at the thick, white fluid seeping from between her legs, then covered her face with her hands and
began to sob softly.
The Sword Demon, looking at the Japanese beauty in her disheveled kimono, pondered whether to kill her, to make
the Rakshasa Sect leader, Nishijo Nozomi, taste the pain of his wife being raped and murdered. However, he ultimately couldn't bring himself
to do it. Killing a defenseless woman was not in line with his ways. He turned and left, leaving
the broken Eiko alone on the stone table in the pavilion, weeping over the tragedy that had just befallen her
.
Using his lightness skill, the Sword Demon vanished like a gust of wind, leaving the Rakshasa Sect's Shanghai headquarters without looking back.
Along the way, he questioned himself, wondering if he had been bewitched by Eiko's beauty and committed a wrong act. Unable to give
himself shook his head and continued running forward, his figure gradually disappearing into the vast night.
Meanwhile, the humiliated Kujo Eiko later learned
the terrible news that her husband, Saijo Nozomi, had been utterly defeated by the Scarface Swordsman (the Ancestor) in a single move and was seriously injured. The strong-willed woman did not tell her ailing husband about being raped by
a , taking on the heavy responsibility of caring for his injuries.
Under Eiko's meticulous care, Saijo Nozomi had largely recovered two months later, but one day Eiko suddenly collapsed!
After a doctor's diagnosis, Saijo Nozomi was shocked to learn that his wife was pregnant! This
news was like a bolt from the blue for him, who was infertile. Enraged, he suppressed his anger and kept demanding to know
who the adulterer was. Only then did Eiko have no choice but to confess her experience that night to her husband.
After learning that his wife hadn't actually cheated on him, Nozomi Nishijo's anger subsided, but his hatred for
the young, stranger who had raped his beloved wife intensified.
After a long internal struggle, Nozomi finally decided to accept reality and let Eiko give birth to their child.
Several months later, a healthy boy was born. He named him Isamu Nishijo and decided to raise him
as his own, intending for him to inherit the Rakshasa Cult's legacy.
At the baby's one-month celebration, all the Rakshasa Cult leaders present raised their glasses to congratulate their leader on the birth
of his son , ensuring the Rakshasa Cult's future was secure. While accepting the congratulations with a smile, Nozomi Nishijo's inner feelings must
have been a complex mix.

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