[Fantasy] Linglong's Feud (Complete) - 25-27

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Chapter Thirty-Seven Aunt's Party Zhao Kunhua smiled as he looked at Yang Xiangling's violated body, and said, "Before, I dreamed about those two sisters' bodies, I was almost going crazy with desire. I missed out on them when they were young, so of course I have to enjoy them to my heart's content now that I have them! Isn't that right?"

Cheng Jin chuckled dryly in response. Upon hearing him mention his mother, the scene of his mother being raped naked by them suddenly flooded his mind. The scene of Zhao Kunhua raping his mother in his house many years ago resurfaced. He tried not to think about it, but the image was like a root, impossible to shake off. His mother's image seemed to overlap with the aunt in front of him. Cheng Jin seemed to see his mother's beautiful breasts constantly changing shape under their kneading, one penis after another penetrating her vagina, his mother moaning weakly under the lewd play... The lust within him burned brighter and brighter, and he could hardly restrain himself. He just wanted to pounce on his aunt and ravage her body with his penis...

Cheng Jin vaguely felt that something was wrong. All along, the thought of his mother's humiliation had fueled his rage and filled him with hatred for Zhao Kunhua. But now… the feeling was different.

Suddenly, he heard his aunt scream. Cheng Jin turned to see Wu Shantai standing to the side, grinning, having finished sometime earlier. His aunt's snow-white body was sandwiched between two men, one leg on the ground, the other held high. Cheng Jin clearly saw two penises inserted into her vagina, while a third man, sideways, had his penis halfway in. Yang Xiangling trembled uncontrollably, but her body was firmly restrained, unable to move, only able to wail pitifully with each penetration of the third penis. Her beautiful face was taut, making her even more alluring and cold.

Cheng Jin's blood surged instantly, and his penis almost went out of control. He swallowed hard; his aunt's pain both tormented and excited him. He unconsciously clutched his crotch, his penis already unbearably erect.

Luckily, reinforcements arrived; Ayin led in a beautiful woman. The woman was completely naked, with a slender and shapely figure. Cheng Jin noticed that her genitals were cleanly shaved, adorned with a silver ring. She was very delicate-looking, with a frail appearance, following Ayin with her head down and small steps. Cheng Jin was slightly taken aback, feeling that he had seen this woman somewhere before, that she looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place her.

Zhao Kunhua, seeing this, laughed, "Ayin, the young master wants you."

Ayin blushed slightly upon seeing so many men and walked up to Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin's penis was already unbearably erect, especially with the arrival of two beauties. He loosened his belt, revealing a large bulge in his crotch. Ayin blushed slightly again, glancing at Wu Shantai and the others beside her, then turning to look at Zhao Kunhua, who was already embracing Ajing and groping her. Ah Yin had no choice; her body had only been enjoyed by Zhao Kunhua, and others had only ever seen her perform oral sex on the gang leader. This time, with many naked men watching her serve someone else, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

However, she quickly pulled down Cheng Jin's pants, knelt on the ground, and took his penis into her mouth. Cheng Jin groaned comfortably, one hand constantly pulling at her hair, the other stroking her back through the thin fabric.

Ah Yin's alluring figure was faintly visible. Cheng Jin hummed in agreement, gently tugging at her clothes. Ah Yin understood, burying her head between Cheng Jin's legs, continuing to lick and suck, while her hands returned to her front to unbutton her clothes. Cheng

Jin smiled as he watched her kneel, skillfully undressing. As soon as her undergarment fell off, he immediately reached out and grabbed her two heavy breasts, pinching her nipples between his index and middle fingers, and vigorously kneading them with all five fingers. With a penis stuffed in her mouth, Ayin let out a muffled moan, shifting her body slightly as she removed her lower garment. Her rounded buttocks, once exposed, attracted a flurry of gazes. They had imagined the naked body of the woman their gang leader kept, but this was the first time they had seen it for the first time.

Cheng Jin, hating Ayin for participating in the massacre of the Murong family, showed no mercy. He forcefully twisted and kneaded her breasts, clamping her nipples tightly between his hands. Ayin's breasts ached from the pinching, but she dared not struggle, whimpering softly, her tongue still relentlessly touching every part of his penis.

Cheng Jin was already nearing his climax, and Ayin's oral skills were truly impressive; his lower abdomen was surging with desire, ready to erupt at any moment. Suddenly, he heard his aunt's scream again. Cheng Jin turned his head and saw Yang Xiangling's body being violently pulled backward, her full breasts protruding even more, being grabbed and pulled by four hands. Three penises were rhythmically thrusting in and out of her vagina, stretching it wide open. Most agonizingly, a man was now violently inserting a fist-thick wooden rod into her anus. The rod's thickness was clearly beyond Yang Xiangling's tolerance, and she finally screamed in agony.

Seeing his aunt being tortured like this, Cheng Jin's blood rushed to his head, and his already heightened desire instantly surpassed its peak. A Yin felt her breasts being violently pulled, and then the penis in her mouth jerked, spurting out a cannonball of semen that quickly filled her mouth.

Her breasts were squeezed tighter and tighter, the pain almost making her faint. A Yin's body twisted involuntarily, but her mouth was tightly gagged, and she couldn't make a sound. Gusts gurgled in her throat as she swallowed the ever-increasing amount of semen, desperately trying to suppress the urge to scream. She twisted and turned her hips, but Cheng Jin's grip didn't lessen. Her

tender breasts felt like they were about to leave her, and A Yin's face turned blue with pain. Finally, unable to bear the pain any longer, she choked, liquid spilling from her mouth. In a panic, A Yin tilted her head back, pulling her mouth away from his penis, and immediately swallowed the remaining semen. She wiped the liquid from her mouth back up before taking Cheng Jin's ravaged penis back in, washing it with her tongue and saliva.

A wave of burning pleasure washed over Cheng Jin, and his hands loosened their grip on A Yin's breasts. He let out a long breath, finally releasing the lust that had been building up since Zhao Shuangru that morning. Beside her, Yang Xiangling's screams gradually subsided as her body adjusted to the pain, but the penis inside her continued to thrust harder and harder, making a whooshing sound. Her lewd posture did not diminish Cheng Jin's allure in the slightest; his penis, which had just ejaculated, began to feel aroused again.

A Yin clearly noticed this; she looked up at Cheng Jin in surprise. Cheng Jin smiled: "Keep going! Once you're aroused, I'll take you."

A Yin blushed slightly again, lowered her head, and diligently continued licking Cheng Jin's penis.

Although the scene of his aunt being violated was too tempting, Cheng Jin's gaze still turned to another woman. That Jing Nu was also kneeling at Zhao Kunhua's feet, her buttocks raised high, her head buried deep in his crotch. Seeing Cheng Jin looking at him, Zhao Kunhua laughed: "Hehe. Doesn't she look like someone?"

His smile was quite ambiguous.

Upon hearing this, a name suddenly flashed into Cheng Jin's mind, and he exclaimed: "Could it be Madam…?"

Zhao Kunhua laughed heartily: "Clever! This is my sister-in-law, Qin Jing. Jing Nu, this is the young master!"

Qin Jing, with a penis in her mouth, raised her head and looked at Cheng Jin with a very strange expression.

Unlike her sister, Qin Jing, who loved martial arts, was quiet and reserved. So, although her father was a renowned martial arts master, her skills were rather mediocre. Her older sister, Qin Ying, was more than ten years her senior and frequently appeared in public, her fame spreading far and wide, while Qin Jing remained unknown. However, her sister's fame became too great, and one day she suddenly disappeared. A few months later, rumors spread that she had become the wife of the leader of the Dragon God Gang, infuriating her father, who was powerless to stop it. Ten years ago, her father was assassinated, and she fled to her sister for refuge. However, instead of finding her sister, she was easily captured by her lecherous brother-in-law, leading Qin Ying to believe that her sister had already died with their father. Trapped in this den of iniquity, Qin Jing was not only raped and humiliated by her brother-in-law but also shared with his henchmen. While being gang-raped, Qin Jing begged Zhao Kunhua to spare her for her sister's sake, unaware that among the women Zhao Kunhua possessed, the humiliation she suffered was relatively minor.

Qin Jing knew that this so-called "young master" was her nephew-in-law, and that his penis, which had once been inside her sister's daughter, would most likely enter her body soon. She couldn't help but feel uneasy. She glanced at Cheng Jin, then quickly lowered her head again, focusing only on Zhao Kunhua's penis in her mouth.

Cheng Jin was taken aback when he heard that this woman was Zhao's wife's sister, but immediately understood. A devil like Zhao Kunhua, let alone a sister-in-law, even if his wife had many beautiful relatives, they would likely all be at his mercy. Cheng Jin turned back to look at Yang Xiangling, thinking that on one side was his aunt, and on the other was his wife's aunt, a strange feeling suddenly welling up in his chest…

Zhao Kunhua reached under Qin Jing, grabbing and playing with one of her breasts, while patting her head with the other, saying, "Jingnu is very obedient, so she hasn't suffered much."

Qin Jing whimpered, burying her head even lower.

Qin Jing's naked body, just like her name, was translucent and crystalline. Her snow-white skin looked delicate and flawless, and her rounded buttocks swayed from side to side with the movement of her head. Cheng Jin felt extremely uncomfortable watching this, and his lust, which had just been released, began to reignite...

Suddenly, another long scream rang out beside him. Just as Yang Xiangling was being penetrated by three penises in her vagina, gasping for breath, the wooden rod in her anus suddenly exerted force, thrusting in even deeper. Amidst the laughter of the men, she jerked in pain, screamed, her head drooped, and she fainted.

Cheng Jin's heart tightened. He heard Zhao Kunhua curse, "Damn it, you can play around all you want, but if you kill this bitch, your wives won't be able to afford it!"

He saw the guy behind Yang Xiangling sullenly pull out the wooden rod and throw down Nan Bangguo, who was covered in blood. Wu Shantai checked her breathing and cursed, "Are you three done yet? If not, stop now, don't kill her."

The three men were startled, glanced at Zhao Kunhua, exchanged bewildered looks, and slowly withdrew from Yang Xiangling's body, standing there comically with their erect penises.

Yang Xiangling was laid on the ground, her body already ravaged, yet white fluid continued to gush from her ravaged orifice. Her weary body no longer bore any resemblance to the once renowned heroine of the martial world. Her former heroic spirit had long since vanished, only her beautiful body remained, still enticing every man to pounce on her and rape her.

Zhao Kunhua snorted comfortably, patted Qin Jing's head, and said to Cheng Jin, "Hehe, that bitch Xiao Ling is really bad now. She's only been around for a short time and she's already exhausted. You don't know, back then, dozens of men took turns raping her, and she could still curse!"

The sight of his aunt's miserable state slightly dampened Cheng Jin's excitement at witnessing the devastation firsthand; he now felt a dull ache in his heart. "My aunt has been brutally raped like this for eight years, how come she's still alive?" Zhao Kunhua's words struck a nerve. Cheng Jin said, "Eight years and she's still alive, that's quite remarkable."

Zhao Kunhua chuckled and said, "That's because I want to keep her alive. Hehe, that bitch Ling was constantly being raped, so she was left half-dead. I don't want this one to die. But that bitch is really stubborn. I have quite a few women here, and they've only been with her a little less than half the number of times before they committed suicide, damn it! I was just worried she'd die, but who knew that this bitch didn't seem to want to live at all, and she even said that her child would come to save her. How wishful thinking!" Chapter Thirty

-Eight: Confusion with Ah Yin. Cheng Jin felt a pang of pain in his heart, knowing that his aunt had endured eight years of humiliation without seeing the light of day, relying on this last bit of will. The suffering she had endured was unimaginable. Thinking about how he had been so eager just now, almost participating in the rape of her, he felt a vague unease in his heart. Cheng Jin turned to look at Yang Xiangling, seeing her breathing slightly, her body already beginning to move, seemingly about to wake up, and a wave of heartache washed over him again.

Her child? Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat. How many children did his aunt have? He couldn't recall at the moment. His uncle's family lived in Kaifeng, not close to his home in Wuchang. He had never met that cousin. Could he, like him, have escaped and been waiting for a chance to take revenge? The thought of possibly having allies sent a strange, ominous feeling through Cheng Jin. He vaguely sensed that something was amiss…

Zhao Kunhua said smugly, “Hehe! You’ve heard how stubborn Ling is, right? Actually, this bitch is even wilder. The day I brought her here, the two sisters’ expressions were priceless! The older sister was a bit dazed from being penetrated by Lao Wu and his gang, and her face changed the moment she saw her younger sister brought in. She looked like she wanted to cry or curse, but she didn’t say a word, just glared at me angrily, her eyes wet. It really gave me a thrill! I originally wanted to use her sister to coax her into behaving, but she ignored me completely! She’s smart; she knows that I, Lao Zhao, won’t let go of this piece of meat.

“The younger sister was really wild then, crying and cursing the whole time.” "Haha, the more she cursed, the harder we fucked her sister. We practically ripped Ling's pussy open before it was her turn. I rode on her sister's face and slowly raped her, letting them know that from now on their bodies were mine to play with as much as I wanted! Then we hung them up face to face, and everyone took turns playing with them, letting them see clearly how their sisters were fucked by men. That day was truly horrific, from morning till night, everyone in the gang experienced what those so-called 'cold-faced beauties' sisters were like. Haha! Just imagine, those two arrogant sisters back then, stripped me naked, and let over a hundred people take turns fucking me, what a thrilling scene that was!"

Cheng Jin remained silent, his teeth itching with hatred, but his penis hardened again, filling A Yin's little mouth.

Zhao Kunhua, pleased with himself, added, "Back then, whenever we had free time, we'd tie up the Ling sisters and bring them to the hall for the brothers to enjoy, sometimes even bringing Ling's daughter along." However, Yan Nu is a bit more obedient and a bit too weak, so I was afraid of hurting her, and therefore did less of it. Even when we didn't have time to play with them, we would hang the two sisters naked in the hall. Once, I tied their breasts together and hung them up facing each other, well, just the ropes tying their breasts up..."

Seeing Cheng Jin's confused look, he laughed and said, "Don't understand? I'll show you later!"

Cheng Jin hurriedly said, "No... no need..."

Zhao Kunhua laughed and said, "Hehe! Then we spread their legs apart and folded them above our heads, took a wooden stick and inserted it into Ling Biao's vagina, and inserted the other end of Nan Bangguo into Xiao Ling Biao's vagina. Haha, it was really fun to look at, both sisters had to bend over, and their breasts hurt. But as soon as they moved, their vaginas would... hahaha..."

Cheng Jin's face was already flushed, and upon hearing this, he exclaimed, "I can't hold back anymore!" He ripped Ayin

's head away, shoved her to the ground, and thrust his penis in without warning, penetrating her vagina completely.

Ayin cried out, her body jolting. Although her vagina was slightly wet, the sudden thrust still caused her great pain. Cheng Jin ignored her, his lust burning fiercely, mixed with anger, all of which he vented on Ayin. Cheng Jin gripped Ayin's breasts tightly, his penis thrusting violently into her warm vagina. The rhythmic contractions of her vagina gave him great pleasure, and he couldn't help but let out a long moan.

Zhao Kunhua watched this, secretly amused, and said, "I haven't even finished speaking yet, and you can't hold back anymore?" Cheng

Jin forced a smile, catching his breath. He saw A Yin lying between his legs, her head furrowed in pain. Cheng Jin smiled faintly, loosening his grip on her breasts and gently kneading them, slowing the thrusting of his penis. A Yin let out a soft "hmm," moaning lasciviously, her body swaying slightly with Cheng Jin's movements.

Cheng Jin cursed inwardly, "This woman is so shameless..."

He withdrew his penis, patted A Yin's buttocks, and gestured for her to turn over. A Yin glanced at him, shifted her body, turned, and lay face down, her buttocks raised high.

Cheng Jin exhaled, pressed his penis against A Yin's anus, and, holding her buttocks with both hands, slowly inserted it. A Yin let out a long "ah," a seductive moan erupting, her head shaking slightly.

Cheng Jin's penis entered A Yin's anus without much resistance. The warm flesh walls gripped his penis tightly, and Cheng Jin began to slowly thrust in and out. "Her ass must have been played with by Old Zhao many times,"

Cheng Jin thought. A Yin's alluring moans further stimulated his lust, and Cheng Jin could clearly feel that this woman's ass was being fucked very pleasurably.

"Crawl over there."

Cheng Jin patted A Yin's buttocks, and like riding a horse, while still penetrating her anus, he drove her to crawl towards Zhao Kunhua's side, so that she lay down next to Jing Nu at Zhao Kunhua's feet.

Zhao Kunhua chuckled and pulled A Yin's head over. A Yin swallowed and brought her head close to his crotch.

Her master's penis was already occupied by Qin Jing's little mouth, so she could only gently lick his scrotum.

Zhao Kunhua hummed comfortably, gently stroking the hair of the two women beneath him. He was very proud to have such beautiful and obedient sex slaves.

Cheng Jin continued thrusting his penis into A Yin's anus, one hand on her back, the other reaching for Qin Jing's buttocks. Zhao's sister? A sudden, intense desire to rape Qin Jing surged within Cheng Jin.

His hand moved downwards, touching Qin Jing's vulva, and he felt the woman's body tremble slightly. Another surge of excitement welled up within him.

Wu Shantai and the others watched this scene awkwardly. Yang Xiangling, already unconscious, was forbidden to move, and A Yin and Jingnu had no time for them; their pent-up lust had nowhere to go. Especially the three men who hadn't finished with Yang Xiangling earlier; their erections swelled even more, helplessly watching the live sex show unfold before them.

Cheng Jin then inserted his penis into A Yin's vulva; he had actually wanted to have sex with this woman for a long time. This was his true enemy, he thought, while the Zhao Shuangru sisters were merely pretense. He thrust forcefully, her vagina already splattered with saliva, the wetness acting like an accelerator, increasing the frequency of their genital friction.

Ayin moaned and groaned loudly, her mouth already removed from her master's crotch, her excited cries making it impossible for her to continue. Zhao Kunhua watched with a smile, not minding sharing this woman he had monopolized with his successor. The scene before him intensely stimulated his lust. He pressed Qin Jing's head down, his penis thrusting in and out of his sister-in-law's mouth.

Wu Shantai was the first to speak. He wasn't the most unable to resist, but he knew he should speak on behalf of his men: "Boss. Since Ayin is here, she should… hehe!"

Zhao Kunhua smiled slightly; this was his rule—the women who came to this room would become objects of their brothers' arbitrary play. He said, "Alright, I set the rules, and I won't go back on my word. But you all need to be gentle! I'll hold anyone who hurts Ah Yin accountable."

A cheer erupted in the room, "Of course, of course!"

the men readily agreed.

Cheng Jin, hearing that Ah Yin was about to be gang-raped by so many men, felt a surge of pleasure and said, "Okay, you can have it!"

His penis suddenly thrust in hard, then abruptly pulled out.

Ah Yin cried out, the sudden impact making her feel lightheaded. The vaginal fluid that had filled her vagina gushed out as the penis left. "Crawl over here, Ah Yin,"

Wu Shantai said to her.

Although she had come prepared, she still felt a pang of sadness when her master allowed them to rape her. She seemed to have a high status in front of the gang leader, but now it seemed she was merely a sex slave, even if she was of a higher status than the other sex slaves…

Ah Yin's face flushed red as she slowly crawled towards Wu Shantai. She was already used to the methods these men used to rape women, but now it was her turn. The men over there all had their greedy eyes fixed on her body, and she could even hear them swallowing. Ayin's heart pounded with anxiety; she dared not imagine what her body would be treated.

Wu Shantai watched with amusement as Ayin's slender figure slowly writhed towards him. He had been with countless women, but the thought of finally being able to have his way with this once unattainable beauty still moved him. Although he had once resented the gang leader's monopolization of this woman, all that was in the past now.

The first penis entered Ayin's vagina and began to thrust violently, eliciting a mournful whimper from her. Her naked body was already covered with the rough, calloused hands of the lustful men.

Cheng Jin smiled as he watched Ayin being penetrated, then leaned over Qin Jing and began to caress her. Although Zhao Kunhua had asked them to treat Ayin gently, Cheng Jin knew that expecting these guys to be gentle with a woman was far too difficult. This woman, who aided and abetted the wicked, would soon feel the pain of those women who had been gang-raped with her help; her rapid moans seemed to confirm this.

Cheng Jin cupped Qin Jing's breasts in his hands, gently kneading them. Her skin was so beautiful that he couldn't help but lower his head to kiss it. Did Ling'er know about this aunt? Cheng Jin imagined his mother-in-law's body while playing with his mother-in-law's sister's naked body. "Your body is so beautiful, Auntie," he said to Qin Jing. "You are my wife's aunt, which is also my aunt. I want to fuck you, Auntie!"

He kept saying "Auntie," his penis eagerly entering Qin Jing's vagina. The warm, moist walls of her vagina intensely stimulated Cheng Jin's senses, and he suddenly felt a strange, pleasurable sensation. "I'm fucking you, Auntie!"

he shouted, thrusting forcefully while stealing glances at the corner of the room.

There was another beautiful body over there, and that was his real aunt.

Qin Jing couldn't know his complicated thoughts, but the repeated calls of "Auntie" made her blush deeply. In fact, even now, she still felt extremely ashamed every time she was violated, let alone the fact that the person violating her was her sister's son-in-law. She had witnessed Zhao Kunhua's shamelessness many times, but she still found it difficult to be shameless with him. She moaned softly, the penis in her mouth preventing her from making any louder sounds.

Cheng Jin violently violated Qin Jing, and he felt that he was now acting impulsively and somewhat out of control. His hands frantically groped every part of her body, trying to completely possess every inch of her skin. He began to wonder why he had such strong feelings for this woman.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Torture of Suspended Breasts Qin Jing was already panting heavily under Cheng Jin's fierce assault. Zhao Kunhua cursed, "You brat, are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me? How can Jingnu suck my cock like this?"

Cheng Jin smiled sheepishly, his movements slowing down. Qin Jing's gentle flesh seemed to give him a strange sense of intimacy, and he was happy to savor it slowly.

Jingnu, now able to catch her breath, resumed diligently serving her master with her mouth. Zhao Kunhua snorted, "That's more like it!"

Yang Xiangling, in the corner, had woken up to a scene of debauchery. She quietly closed her eyes again, letting them know that waking up was definitely not a good thing for her.

But she couldn't escape Zhao Kunhua's gaze. He sneered and whispered to Cheng Jin, "Little Ling, you bitch, is awake. Don't touch her for now. Wait until she's rested enough, then we'll show you the real show!"

Cheng Jin casually agreed. He was currently venting his pent-up desire for his aunt on Qin Jing's body, and hearing this, a wave of pity surged within him; his aunt was about to suffer another humiliation. Although he didn't know what trick it would be, he was sure it wouldn't make the woman feel good; he knew Zhao the old man's methods all too well. Cheng Jin gazed tenderly at the beautiful naked body on the ground; after all, she was his family…

Zhao Kunhua gently stroked Qin Jing's hair. "Why don't you try her asshole? Jingnu has the softest asshole I've ever seen; it's very comfortable,"

he instructed his son-in-law.

Qin Jing let out a soft "ooh," her body twisting slightly. Being discussed about her most private parts, her body, already weakened by the abuse, still felt a surge of heat. The young man behind her moved his penis up to her anus and slowly inserted it, eliciting a long moan from Qin Jing.

Cheng Jin slowly thrust in and out of Qin Jing's anus; the incredibly soft opening enveloped his penis completely, and he felt the warm, fleshy walls gently massaging his entire shaft. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah Yin's anus is too tight,"

Zhao Kunhua commented. "She hasn't been fucked enough; her anus is still a bit stiff, not as soft as Jing Nu's."

He turned to look at Ah Yin, regretfully missing her reaction to his words. This woman he loved most was surrounded by men, penises thrusting in and out of her mouth, vagina, and the anus he was discussing. Her trembling body clearly couldn't possibly pay attention to the irrelevant conversation.

"Hehe! If we play like this a few more times, Ayin's asshole will gradually become better."

Cheng Jin laughed gloatingly.

"Go to hell. I don't want my woman to become a man's urinal! This time it's an exception for your sake, but don't even think about it again!"

he spat. "His woman" is generally not allowed to be touched by others, unlike "his sex slave." Cheng Jin understood this, and he suddenly felt a surge of emotion, emotion for Zhao Kunhua!

"I'm not really grateful to him, am I?"

Cheng Jin asked himself. He quickly gave a negative answer, "Of course not, he's just using me!"

But he still felt a little embarrassed about Zhao Kunhua's trust and affection...

"Heh..."

Qin Jing let out a soft cry. Cheng Jin saw her head being pressed tightly between Zhao Kunhua's legs, the old man breathing heavily with pleasure, he was finished.

Cheng Jin continued to thrust in and out of Qin Jing's anus, the woman's mouth had left her master's crotch, her upper body lying on the ground. "A good woman."

Cheng Jin thought. Over there, Ah Yin was still moaning incessantly as one penis after another thrust in and out of her. The men's laughter filled the air. Cheng Jin noticed someone gently tugging at the gleaming gold ring on Ah Yin's vulva. "Heh heh, they've only ever played with silver rings, never gold ones,"

Cheng Jin chuckled inwardly. His gaze suddenly fell on Yang Xiangling beside him, and he noticed the thick patch of pubic hair on his aunt's vulva.

Cheng Jin instinctively reached down to Qin Jing's crotch, his fingers touching a metal ring beneath her smooth mons pubis. He glanced at his aunt again. No, there wasn't one! His aunt's vulva wasn't ringed. Cheng Jin suddenly felt a surge of warmth, and his penis unconsciously increased its force, thrusting vigorously into Qin Jing's anus. He suddenly caught his breath, pulled his penis out sharply, and then plunged it back into her vagina.

Qin Jing let out another long groan, feeling a sudden surge of pleasure wash over her as a warm current pounded against her uterus.

Cheng Jin, satisfied, ejaculated into his wife's aunt's body and slumped to the ground, feeling a bit tired.

Qin Jing, having completed her task, obediently lay on the ground, breathing softly. Maintaining silence was crucial at this moment; she understood perfectly well.

Catching his breath, Cheng Jin slowly walked back to his chair and sat down, enjoying the stimulating scene of his brothers raping A Yin.

The men were frantically venting their desires on A Yin; they knew their chances of playing with this woman wouldn't be many more, and now they had to have their fill. A Yin, moaning, was completely filled to the brim with penises. She weakly twisted her body slightly; being penetrated by so many men at once was an experience she had never had before. Didn't her master have any pity for her? Letting so many stinking men brutally possess her beautiful body! A Yin tried to turn her head towards Zhao Kunhua, but she couldn't; the man with the penis in her mouth wouldn't allow her to move.

After a while, the men noticed a woman standing idly by. Someone pointed to Qin Jing, who was lying on the ground, and received a slight nod from the gang leader. Immediately, the frail Qin Jing was surrounded by the men, several penises vying to penetrate her, thrusting violently. "Let her help A Yin,"

Zhao Kunhua thought.

Cheng Jin watched with interest as a dozen burly men gang-raped the two beauties, while Zhao Kunhua remained silent, smiling. Offering beauties was his most effective way to win over his gang members. He had said, "If it weren't for me, how could you have so many beauties to play with?"

Finally, A Yin felt fewer and fewer men pressing down on her; those who had finished venting stopped to catch their breath, recovering their strength for another round. Zhao Kunhua smiled and said to Cheng Jin, "We can get that bitch Xiao Ling up now."

He directed several idle men to drag the feigning unconscious Yang Xiangling up and tie her up with ropes.

Yang Xiangling's lower body was still in pain, and seeing that she was about to be tied up again, she swallowed her tears silently. Her hands were tied behind her back, and the rope was wrapped around her left breast several times. With a sharp pull, Yang Xiangling screamed. The rope was tightly tied at the base of her left breast, causing her full breast to bulge forward, swelling into a purple ball.

Cheng Jin felt a pang of pain in his heart, but a warm feeling slowly rose in his lower abdomen. Watching his aunt's other breast being treated in the same way, his aunt, in unbearable pain, moaned softly, "If only she had nothing to do with me."

Cheng Jin thought. But she was, after all, his mother's own sister. Even though he felt an intense urge to see her, a shadow in his heart always eroded his desire.

"Actually, I can just let go... Why should I still be worried about this?"

Cheng Jin shook his head. He knew he no longer needed to be worried, but he still felt a resistance in his heart preventing him from participating in the humiliation of his aunt.

The rope binding Aunt Yang's breasts slowly rose, lifting her body off the ground. Cheng Jin was shocked by this scene; he had never seen breasts subjected to such torture. Her delicate breasts bore the weight of her entire body. Yang Xiangling hadn't endured this kind of torture in a long time. She groaned incessantly, the excruciating pain in her breasts becoming unbearable. But the man's actions continued. Her legs were bent overhead, her ankles spread behind her head and tied together behind her neck, arching her body into a curve, her two alluring orifices exposed.

"Hehe! We used to tie up those two bitches like this all the time. The two sisters would hang facing each other, a wooden stick piercing their two cunts. Haha, those two usually stubborn bitches, after being hung like this, would cry and scream in pain, and then we'd take turns penetrating their asses, so good! The two cold beauties cried loudly as I played with them, hahaha..."

Zhao Kunhua boasted to his son-in-law about his past exploits.

Cheng Jin remained silent, watching his aunt's face contorted in pain. He knew how much she was suffering, even though there was no wooden or fleshy rod inserted into her vagina. He knew how Zhao Kunhua had ruthlessly tortured his mother, and he glared at him hatefully. His father-in-law, on the other hand, looked at Yang Xiangling with a sly smile, as if imagining the wonderful scene of the two sisters being raped by him together.

"It's a pity that the bitch Ling is gone,"

Zhao Kunhua sighed. "But the bitch Ling's daughter is here. Ayin!" He saw that everyone had gotten off Ayin and Qin Jing. Ayin's disheveled and bruised naked body told him that she had been badly injured and needed to rest. He decided to let her leave: "Go and bring Yan Nu! Then you don't need to come in again."

Cheng Jin's face changed drastically. This old thief was going to make his sister suffer in place of their mother! His mind conjured an image of his sister, like his aunt, bound by her breasts and suspended, a wooden stick connected to their vulvas, while a group of men with grotesque faces lewdly raped their anuses. Cheng Jin felt a wave of dizziness. God, was all of this going to happen right before his eyes?

Zhao Kunhua continued boasting, "Back then, we were allied with Old Li. That guy's favorite thing was to fuck Ling's asshole. He fucked everyone the most! In the end, he even took Ling away. I wonder how long he can play with this woman who's been played to death?"

Cheng Jin suddenly asked, "Didn't you ask him?"

Zhao Kunhua shook his head and said, "Actually, I haven't seen Old Li much since then. He always sends his underlings to run errands. Damn it, why didn't I ask? It's really strange!"

He scratched his head. He actually had the opportunity to ask, but for some reason, he just didn't want to mention the Yang Xiaoling sisters in front of Old Li.

Ayin moved with difficulty, limping as she walked out. Cheng Jin watched her retreating figure, a warm feeling rising in his lower abdomen. He thought to himself, "Just letting her go like this today? I'll find another chance to cripple her later..."

Wu Shantai, holding a stick, stood grinning in front of the wailing Yang Xiangling, gently tapping her vulva. "Your sister's gone, your niece will take her place later. Haha, haven't tasted this in a long time, have you?"

He pretended to gently poke her vulva with the stick, and Yang Xiangling let out a soft moan. Everyone burst into laughter.

Suddenly, a woman's scream rang out outside. It was Ayin's voice!

Zhao Kunhua was startled. Could something unexpected happen on his turf? Wu Shantai had already dropped his stick and led the charge out…

Chapter 40: Invading the Erotic Den

Alone A masked man dressed in black pointed a sword at A Yin, who was lying on the ground. Blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto A Yin's naked body. A Yin, pale with fright, clutched her shoulder and groaned in pain.

“Quickly release my Sister Rong!”

the masked man shouted. The delicate and melodious voice indicated that it belonged to a young girl.

A group of naked men rushed out of the house, giving the young masked girl a real fright. She shyly and hastily closed her eyes. But she opened them again in an instant; closing her eyes when venturing into the tiger's den was too bold. A

shy and charming gaze! Cheng Jin immediately recognized her—it was A Qi! "This stupid girl!"

Cheng Jin thought to himself, "Breaking in like this without thinking, isn't she just asking for death?"

"Where is my Sister Rong? Where is my mother? You bunch of lecherous thieves, release them right now!"

Aqi shouted loudly, her voice already weak from panic in front of so many naked men.

Zhao Kunhua snorted and shouted, "Who is your mother? The Dragon God Gang is not a place you can mess around in! Release my beloved concubine right now!"

Ayin's injury did indeed make him a little heartbroken.

"I won't release her! This bitch killed my father!"

Aqi shouted irrationally, "Release my mother and Sister Rong right now! Otherwise, I won't be polite!"

These men were naked, which would definitely be a big disadvantage in a fight. Aqi, brimming with confidence in her lightness skill, believed she was invincible, brandishing her long sword and showing no weakness.

Ayin saw an opportunity, moved swiftly, leaped, and pounced on Zhao Kunhua. But she had clearly underestimated Aqi's martial arts skills, and her exhaustion from the gang rape also hampered her movements.

With a scream, Aqi's longsword pierced her back and emerged from her chest. The naked beauty could no longer utter a second sound, crashing heavily to the ground with a thud.

Zhao Kunhua roared, leaping forward and unleashing a thunderous punch. Aqi couldn't parry in time and had to hastily abandon her sword, dodging to the side. Zhao Kunhua's attack was not yet finished; his second strike forced Aqi to use her lightness skill to leap and dodge, completely powerless to retaliate.

After several exchanges, Zhao Kunhua suddenly let out a cold laugh, withdrawing his attack and taking a step back. Aqi breathed a sigh of relief; this old villain was far more powerful than she had imagined. She regretted her reckless intrusion. Fortunately, he had stopped. Aqi composed herself, only to find herself surrounded by a group of naked men. The men's dark genitals were clearly visible to the young girl, and Aqi blushed, too astray to look. There was only one way out: break through from above!

Aqi let out a sharp cry and feigned an attack on one of the men. The man, just as he was getting into a fighting stance, noticed the masked figure suddenly abandon him, leaping onto the roof.

Aqi's feint had worked, and she felt reassured. Outnumbered, escape was paramount. Taking a deep breath, she turned to run.

Before she even turned, she saw a burly figure standing behind her, almost colliding headfirst. It was Zhao the Old Thief! He'd been waiting here! Aqi's mind raced. Using her momentum, she darted to the side, trying to avoid being caught. She was confident that no one here had better agility than her.

But she failed; a powerful palm strike forced her to take a step back. Knowing that once the masked man escaped, he would never be able to catch him again, Zhao Kunhua unleashed a barrage of palm strikes like thunder. Aqi dared not confront him head-on, and could only retreat and dodge, until he forced her to the edge of the rooftop. Seeing nowhere else to hide, Aqi leaped back to the ground.

There, she found herself surrounded by naked men. Aqi inwardly cried out in alarm; each of these men now wielded a gleaming longsword. The man who had repeatedly harassed her stood there solemnly; his martial arts were no weaker than hers! Aqi grew increasingly anxious; she had acted recklessly and was filled with regret.

Since Fang Yirong had been captured by Cheng Jin, Aqi had been helpless. Since entering the martial world, she had always followed Sister Rong, never needing to offer any advice; once alone, she was utterly at a loss. The girl, frantic with worry, paced around like a headless fly for many days, finally losing patience and deciding to storm the Dragon God Gang. Thinking that with her light-footed skills, even if she couldn't save anyone, she could at least escape. Now, she realized how naive she had been!

Cheng Jin, sword in hand, stared at Aqi's beautiful yet panicked eyes, unsure whether to attack.

"My aunt's child!"

A lingering worry from the depths of his heart kept flashing through his mind. Aqi's appearance… the more he thought about it, the more she resembled his aunt, especially since she had claimed to be looking for her mother! "Perhaps capturing Rongnu was a mistake,"

he thought.

Cheng Jin inwardly cursed himself. These two veiled women were clearly Zhao Laozei's enemies, yet he hadn't even considered cooperating with them. He finally understood what that faint worry in his heart had been all along.

"Did I really never think they might be my relatives?"

Cheng Jin couldn't be sure. He was certain he was captivated by their stunning beauty; he only desired to possess their bodies and didn't want to consider the other possibility.

"Perhaps I really was wrong!"

he thought blankly, without making a move.

Even without using force, Aqi couldn't withstand the onslaught; the men's nakedness only fueled her panic. She had initially thought their lack of clothing would diminish their skill, but they seemed completely unconcerned, and it was she who was affected. Before Aqi could even feel remorse, several longswords were at her neck, and then several pressure points were struck, rendering her immobile.

Zhao Kunhua snorted, bent down, and picked up Ayin; his most beloved concubine was dead. Zhao Kunhua stood up angrily, roaring at Aqi, "Killed my woman?"

He delivered a heavy punch, striking Aqi squarely in the abdomen, sending her flying backward and crashing to the ground.

"You bunch of lecherous thieves, kill me!"

Aqi shouted. She didn't dare to think about what would happen if she fell into their hands.

Could this girl really be the one he was worried about? Cheng Jin's heart pounded. He slowly walked up to her and said, "Miss Aqi, when did she kill your father? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Aqi shouted, "I saw this bitch kill my father in my home in Kaifeng with my own eyes! You lecherous thief, kill me to avenge her!"

Cheng Jin's face turned deathly pale. "Kaifeng! Kaifeng! This... I can understand that my aunt has been in their hands for so many years, but now..."

He clung to his last hope and said, "Your surname is Lu?"

Before Aqi could answer, Zhao Kunhua burst into laughter: "Haha! Wonderful! So you're that bitch Xiaoling's daughter! Your mother has been waiting for you for so long..."

Cheng Jin felt a chill run through his body. "It's all because of me! It's all because of me! I drove her to her death, you lecherous thief!"

He knew what a terrible mistake he had made, an irreparable mistake!

He thought he could sacrifice everything for revenge, but now he realized how fragile that belief was in the face of beauty!

Watching Aqi glare fiercely at him as he was dragged into the house, Cheng Jin felt a surge of frustration. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. He dragged his heavy steps after them into the house.

The image of his aunt being cruelly hung up before his eyes was once again stimulating him. He suddenly felt a strange sensation fill his body, a desire even stronger than before churning within him, and his penis unconsciously became erect again. But Cheng Jin just stood silently to the side.

Zhao Kunhua began to interrogate him about the whereabouts of his eldest daughter, but the bewildered Aqi only cried and cursed, unable to get any answers. "Perhaps this girl really doesn't know..."

Zhao Kunhua thought, "Most likely it's that corrupt official surnamed Luo again!"

At this moment, Zhao Kunhua, who only considered Prefect Luo his greatest enemy, easily shifted all the blame onto him. This girl, hehe!

Zhao Kunhua ripped off Aqi's veil, and a chorus of exclamations erupted in the room. "What a beauty!"

The beautiful woman, her eyes brimming with tears, looked around helplessly. Beside her lay a woman, strangely bound and suspended, and another naked woman covered in semen, sprawled on the floor, making her blush crimson. "You lecherous scoundrels!"

she cursed angrily. She dared not imagine what was about to happen to her; her regret and shame could only be vented in this way.

Zhao Kunhua pinched her cheek, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her cherry lips. "So fragrant! Hehe, a pretty little girl like you, I, Old Zhao, will definitely treat you well."

He laughed loudly a few times, then his face suddenly darkened. "You came to see your mother, now I'll let you see your mother properly!"

He pinched Aqi's face and dragged her in front of Yang Xiangling.

Cheng Jin remained silently standing aside, quietly watching all of this. Aqi's cry of "Mother..."

shattered the last shred of hope in his heart. His aunt called out in a weak, trembling voice, "Aqi? Is it really Aqi?"

He found the sorrow in his heart gradually diminishing. Why was this happening? Cheng Jin didn't think about it; he thought of nothing, simply watching coldly.

Zhao Kunhua chuckled, seeing the last glimmer of light disappear from Yang Xiangling's eyes. He shoved two fingers into Yang Xiangling's vagina, stirring them around, and lewdly laughed, "Little girl, we love fucking your mother's cunt, it's almost worn out, and your little cunt will be the same soon. Haha! Little Ling, you bitch, I never expected your daughter to be even prettier than you! I'm very satisfied! Hahaha!"

He reached for Aqi's breasts, kneading her youthful breasts through her clothes.

The girl, fallen into his clutches, could only weep incessantly, while her mother remained expressionless. Perhaps the pain of her breasts being suspended made her lose her mind? Zhao Kunhua ignored all of this. He ripped open Aqi's black outer garment, revealing her adorable undergarments and a pair of snow-white arms. A drumbeat filled the room; soon there would be another stunningly beautiful sex slave. The men excitedly rubbed their penises, only Cheng Jin remained silent.

Zhao Kunhua's hand slipped inside the undergarments, touching Aqi's breasts. "Big, firm, and smooth, really nice!"

he commented with satisfaction. The humiliated girl let out a soft "Ah!", her body trembling slightly, large tears streaming down her face.

"Spare her!"

Yang Xiangling suddenly spoke up. "As long as you spare her, I'll do whatever you say!"

Her tone was resolute.

Zhao Kunhua's hand abruptly stopped. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Is that so? Who are you?"

"I...I'm Little Ling, the bitch! Master!"

Yang Xiangling replied.

"Master? Hahahaha..."

Zhao Kunhua burst into laughter, his voice filling the entire room, making ears ring. He couldn't explain his smugness; he felt as if he had fulfilled a long-cherished wish, and he just laughed heartily.

"Tie this little girl to the side. If that bitch Xiaoling is obedient, don't touch her,"

Zhao Kunhua said, directing his men to put Yang Xiangling down. Cheng Jin continued to watch coldly.

Exhausted, Yang Xiangling collapsed to the ground after being untied. Her disheveled clothes couldn't conceal her pure, innocent body, attracting countless lecherous eyes. "She's grown so much… even prettier than I was back then."

But the more beautiful she was, the more dangerous she was now, a fact Yang Xiangling knew all too well.

Aqi was filled with panic. Her mother's gaze was full of affection, but she felt no warmth. An overwhelming sorrow made her cry out, "No…"

But she could only watch helplessly as her mother's humiliated, snow-white body slowly crawled towards the lecherous demon.

"Hehe, little bitch Ling! Crawl over here and lick my cock!"

Zhao Kunhua sat there smugly, shouting triumphantly. In that instant, he suddenly understood why he had been so cruel to the Yang sisters before.

Chapter 41 The Weapon Fails

Watching Yang Xiangling's humiliated body crawl to his feet, her beautiful and stubborn face now deathly pale, Zhao Kunhua felt a surge of excitement. Recalling the bitch's past actions, he suddenly said, "I want to pee, open your mouth wider and swallow it all!"

Aqi over there cried even louder, but Yang Xiangling remained expressionless, as if she had already disregarded everything. She closed her eyes, slightly opened her mouth, and slowly raised her head while kneeling at Zhao Kunhua's feet.

Zhao Kunhua laughed, and a thin stream of golden water shot out, splashing onto Yang Xiangling's face and wetting it. Cheng Jin clearly saw his aunt's brow furrow, the yellow stream of urine swayed, and shot into her mouth.

The urine quickly filled Yang Xiangling's mouth, gradually overflowing. Yang Xiangling gurgled, letting the foul liquid flow down her esophagus into her stomach. Cheng Jin continued to watch coldly, his penis already at its maximum erection, and he couldn't help but gently touch it.

Zhao Kunhua laughed incessantly, flicking his penis, splattering the last few drops of urine onto Yang Xiangling's face, saying, "You stinking bitch, is it good?"

Yang Xiangling, with a bitter face, swallowed the stench, and said, "It's good, Master."

"Hahaha! From now on, you'll be our chamber pot!"

Zhao Kunhua grabbed her hair, ignoring her urine-soaked face, and pulled her head to his crotch. "But first, let your master have some fun, and I'll get you something nourishing!"

Aqi watched incredulously as her noble and pure mother did this filthy thing, closing her eyes in shame. Cheng Jin stood there dumbfounded, an intense warmth rising from his lower abdomen, and he suddenly realized he was drenched in sweat.

Yang Xiangling pressed her face against Zhao Kunhua's crotch, gently licking his penis. In the past eight years, this penis had entered her vagina and anus countless times, but this was the first time it had entered her mouth. Yet Yang Xiangling showed no discomfort; her unusual calmness made Zhao Kunhua slightly suspicious.

Suddenly, a muffled groan was heard, and Yang Xiangling felt a pair of hands press against her buttocks. A hot penis suddenly and unexpectedly shoved into her vagina, penetrating all the way in. She let out a soft groan and continued to concentrate on licking Zhao Kunhua's penis. She was prepared to be raped, so even when the man behind her was thrusting particularly fiercely, she didn't seem surprised.

Zhao Kunhua chuckled and said, "Hehe! So impatient?"

This man was Cheng Jin, and he couldn't hold back any longer. As soon as his penis entered his aunt's warm and tight vagina, his wildness erupted uncontrollably. He thrust into his aunt's flesh hole as fast as he could, feeling an unbearable suffocation from the pent-up frustration in his body, which he had to expel!

"Aunt's body is so beautiful..."

Cheng Jin leaned down, vigorously kneading Yang Xiangling's breasts, which had just been constricted and turned purple. The strange incestuous pleasure he had felt with his sister last time was now being released in the most exhilarating way, and he felt his whole body filled with energy. Just now, facing the same beautiful body, he had hesitated, but now he found that all his troubles and resistance had vanished without a trace. Yes, he was just a lecherous man, so why should he care about those nonsensical worldly ethics?

Cheng Jin suddenly felt a sense of clarity. He realized that the troubles he had been trying to get rid of but couldn't had all vanished into thin air. "Why do I keep thinking about those inexplicable things? What's the use! You can do whoever you want, no one's stopping you."

He was enjoying his aunt's body to the fullest, a sly smile on his face.

Suddenly, a scream rang out, and Cheng Jin snapped back to reality. Zhao Kunhua was tightly holding Yang Xiangling's head, shouting, "Let go! Let go!"

A few drops of blood dripped from Yang Xiangling's chin onto the ground. Zhao Kunhua grimaced in pain, beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead. "This bitch bit me! Pull her away!"

he screamed, calling for help.

In an instant, everyone swarmed around, and Cheng Jin had to stop his thrusting. No one could remove Zhao Kunhua's penis from Yang Xiangling's mouth. Zhao Kunhua's screams grew louder, but Yang Xiangling, her eyes gleaming with ferocity, still used all her strength to bite down tightly on the thing that had invaded her mouth. Cheng Jin secretly groaned; after all, this was his own aunt. He knew what the consequences would be for her doing this, but he didn't know how to save her.

Although Yang Xiangling was exhausted after being tortured, her last bit of strength seemed inexhaustible. Finally, her body fell to the ground with a thud, spitting out something from her blood-stained mouth! Her eyes regained their usual stubbornness, coldly looking at her severely wounded enemy, and she revealed a victorious smile!

Zhao Kunhua convulsed in pain. His weapon, which had been used against countless women, had finally been bitten off alive by the woman he had violated most thoroughly!

"Rape this bitch to death! And that chick too! Waaah..."

Zhao Kunhua roared hoarsely, his voice hoarse with pain.

Several men immediately pounced on Yang Xiangling, pulling her up. Two penises penetrated her vagina from front to back, while countless hands squeezed every part of her body. Blood still trickling from her mouth, Yang Xiangling seemed oblivious to all of this; a faint smile still lingered on her face. Her daughter's capture had shattered her last hope of eight years, but she had finally dealt a heavy blow to her enemies. Her filthy body, ravaged for eight years, had no reason to continue existing! She suddenly burst into giggles.

“Little sister, don’t blame me. They’re using you to threaten me, but I won’t give in. Because I know they’ll never let any beautiful woman who falls into their hands go!”

Her sister’s words from eight years ago still echoed in her ears. Yang Xiangling looked at her daughter with deep affection. “Don’t blame your mother! I’d rather you die like this now than let you stay and be defiled by them…”

Cheng Jin watched helplessly as his aunt was brutally raped. Their mission was to rape her to death! Cheng Jin froze, Zhao Kunhua’s bloodshot eyes sending a chill down his spine. Over there, several men were quickly untying Aqi’s ropes and tearing her clothes. Cheng Jin glanced down at his aunt; her resolute gaze sent a chill down his spine.

Cheng Jin felt helpless. He shook his head, walked over to Aqi, and said, “Move aside a bit, I’ll deflower this little girl!”

It seemed his beautiful cousin couldn’t escape being gang-raped today, so why should her precious virginity be given to others?

Once Vice Leader Cheng spoke, the few who had thought they could win had no choice but to back down and stand aside. Watching this beauty being raped was a pleasant experience, especially since they wouldn't be left out later.

Aqi, her eyes red and swollen from crying, glared fiercely at Cheng Jin. Her clothes were torn to shreds. Cheng Jin gently stroked her face with one hand while easily removing her last bit of clothing with the other. "Don't blame me! You stupid girl, how could you be so foolish as to try to take on the Dragon God Gang by yourself! Did you know what the consequences would be if a beautiful woman offered herself up?"

Cheng Jin silently consoled himself, his hand gently moving towards her chest.

Aqi's pressure points were sealed, rendering her immobile. Before her stood the lecherous thief who had repeatedly harassed her. "Please, just kill me with your sword!"

she pleaded pitifully. She had seen everything that had just happened clearly, and the thought of being gang-raped to death sent chills down her spine.

Cheng Jin didn't answer. He held Aqi's jade-like breasts in his hands, gently kneading them. This beautiful body, which he had seen many times in his dreams, was now in his grasp. He had also vented his desires for her on Fang Yirong, doubly so. Rongnu? A smile bloomed on his face. He suddenly felt that he understood why Zhao Kunhua had treated her mother and aunt so cruelly. Cheng Jin

stroked Aqi's breasts with one hand, while the other hand groped downwards, touching her pubic area. Aqi's body trembled slightly. Cheng Jin sighed softly, "Ayin, I haven't had enough fun yet. It would be such a pity to kill you with a sword like this!"

He scratched her light black pubic hair with his palm, and pressed two fingers against her labia.

Aqi let out an "Ah," her cheeks flushed, and she turned her head away. Cheng Jin's fingers probed her vulva, parted her legs, and brought his penis, which he hadn't had enough fun with in her mother's vagina, to her vulva. Aqi's pitiful appearance suddenly made him feel a pang of heartache, but the hot energy surging between his lower abdomen excited him even more.

His penis slowly penetrated her tight vagina, and beads of cold sweat appeared on Aqi's forehead. She felt waves of excruciating pain in her lower body; she was no longer pure and innocent. A terrifying sensation washed over her, and Aqi glanced at the pairs of lewd eyes staring at her body above her, then fainted.

Cheng Jin sighed softly, thinking that this was for the best; this little beauty was still his cousin, and fainting would lessen the pain, although it wouldn't be as satisfying to rape her. The head of his penis encountered a slight obstacle, and a slight smile flashed across Cheng Jin's face. With a forceful thrust, his penis pierced through Aqi's vagina.

Aqi frowned, let out a soft groan, and didn't wake up. Cheng Jin sighed comfortably, gently kneading Aqi's breasts with both hands, his penis slowly thrusting in and out. The dry, virgin flesh enveloped his penis tightly, the warm touch giving him waves of pleasure, and Cheng Jin couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah."

Although the gang's doctor had already bandaged the wound, Zhao Kunhua was still screaming in pain. "Fuck her to death! Fuck this bitch to death!"

he shouted hatefully. Cheng Jin shook his head; it was unlikely he could persuade Zhao Kunhua to spare his aunt's life now.

"Gang leader, you should go back and rest for a while. I'll watch over things here,"

Cheng Jin tentatively suggested.

"Damn it! Ouch! Well... well, fine!"

Cold sweat poured down Zhao Kunhua's forehead; the excruciating pain in his lower body was making him unable to bear it any longer. But upon seeing the cold smile on Yang Xiangling's lips, he roared again, "Rape her to death! Rape her to death! I want to see how this bitch dies!"

Cheng Jin, at a loss, sighed softly again, his penis gradually stopping, his hands groping Aqi's naked body. The more he looked at her jade-like body, the more he loved it; he wanted to savor it slowly to the fullest extent. Besides, he didn't want to hand over this beloved little beauty

to them for gang rape so soon. Wu Shantai sat beside Zhao Kunhua, who was groaning incessantly, his face tense, coldly watching everything. This bitch dared to be so bold; he was also filled with rage. Yang Xiangling's snow-white body was being relentlessly raped by his men; her wide-open eyes gradually closed, and her body finally slumped limply. Wu Shantai stepped forward to check on her, then turned to Zhao Kunhua and said, "She's unconscious, but not dead yet!"

Zhao Kunhua snorted and shouted, "Wake her up! Keep going!"

The thought of his life of dominance, all crippled by this bitch, fueled his rage. He couldn't help but roar again, "Kill her!"

A glance out of the corner of his eye revealed Qin Jing, who had been huddled in the corner for a long time, looking at him with a strange expression. Zhao Kunhua's long face instantly turned a deep purplish-red.

"This slut is laughing at me!"

A surge of anger overwhelmed Zhao Kunhua. The thought of never being able to enjoy his many beauties again made him dizzy with rage. He suddenly screamed and fainted.

Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Jingnu, quickly help the leader to Ayin's room to rest!"

Turning to Wu Shantai, he smiled and said, "Chief Wu, is that bitch dead yet? I haven't had enough of her yet, but..."

Wu Shantai replied, "Not yet, but she's almost done." "It's already impressive that she's held on this long."

Cheng Jin watched as Qin Jing and several gang members carried Zhao Kunhua out of the room. Ignoring the fact that his penis was still not fully satisfied, he left Aqi's body and told the people surrounding him, "Don't touch her yet, wait for me to come back."

He went straight to his aunt's side and shouted, "Stop! Stop!"

while pulling away the people who were raping his aunt.

Wu Shantai said, "This..."

Cheng Jin smiled at him, "Chief Wu, I really can't bear to kill her. You know how much I want to have sex with her, if she's going to die, let me have my fill before she dies!"

Wu Shantai frowned and said, "Brother Cheng, I can't bear to either, but the chief said..."

Cheng Jin patted his shoulder, "Leave it to me, I'll go talk to the chief."

Wu Shantai was stunned. He was indeed reluctant to part with this beauty, but disobeying the chief's orders was no joke.

After a moment of hesitation, he still said, "But..."

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll take the blame if the chief gets angry." "I'm the vice leader now, aren't I? Hmm?" He

glanced at Wu Shantai and bent down to check on Yang Xiangling, who was lying on the ground, barely alive.

"That's enough for today, everyone get out."

He commanded, adopting the demeanor of a vice leader. The people in the room looked at each other, all staring at Wu Shantai. Wu Shantai shook his head and said, "With the leader not here, listen to the vice leader."

He glanced at everyone, "No one is allowed to tell anyone about the leader's injury today!" Without looking back ,

he walked out.

The men surrounding Aqi exchanged reluctant glances; the beautiful girl they were about to have was taken away by Cheng Jin with just a few words. They muttered a few curses under their breath and left.

Cheng Jin breathed a sigh of relief; his aunt had escaped for now, but what would happen tomorrow was unpredictable. He could only try his best to persuade Zhao Kunhua. The two dazzlingly white bodies on the ground were still unconscious. Cheng Jin put on his clothes while calling over a few slower men to help carry the mother and daughter out.

He wasn't actually very familiar with the area around the Dragon God Gang's back hall, but that stone house... They couldn't stay any longer, no matter what.

Where was Aunt usually kept? It was really difficult to ask, as the deputy leader, not knowing would be a loss of prestige. He immediately ordered the two women to be carried to his sister's room.

When Yan'er saw a group of people carrying in two naked women, she jumped up from the bed, her heart pounding. Seeing Cheng Jin behind her, she calmed down and stood aside with her hands at her sides.

Cheng Jin saw that his sister was wearing a thin veil, her figure vaguely visible, and couldn't help but smile slightly. After several gang members handcuffed Yang Xiangling and her daughter to the iron chains at the foot of the wall, he waved for them to leave.

"This is Aunt's daughter. She just broke in and killed A Yin..."

Cheng Jin briefly explained the situation to Yan'er. Seeing Yan'er's mouth agape in shock, Cheng Jin patted her shoulder and said, "Aunt seems to have suicidal thoughts. When she wakes up, talk to her and I'll have them get some food."

Yan'er nodded, looking at Cheng Jin, seemingly wanting to say something.

Cheng Jin said, "I'll go see the old thief. He was so angry he almost went crazy just now. Sigh, I don't know how to handle this." He shook his head and went out. The

gang members stood waiting outside the door. Cheng Jin waved to them and said, "Stand here and don't let anyone in!"

He walked through the corridor and came to A Yin's room.

A Yin's body had been rolled up in a mat and placed on the ground. Zhao Kunhua was still unconscious on the bed. Qin Jing was kneeling by the bedside serving him. The doctor was sitting at the table writing a prescription. Cheng Jin glanced at the doctor and said, "How is he?"

The doctor had been in the gang for a long time and was obviously very familiar with Zhao Kunhua. He said, "The gang leader lost too much blood. I have bandaged him up. With the gang leader's strong body, he will be fine after resting for a while. It's just..."

He glanced at Qin Jing. Cheng Jin understood and said, "It's good that he's alright."

He turned and sat down in the chair. "

Old Zhao can't manage things. With my current position in the gang, rescuing my aunt and sister shouldn't be too difficult."

This thought suddenly flashed through Cheng Jin's mind. He stared at the sleeping Zhao Kunhua, his mind racing, trying to figure out how to save them. But his mind was a jumbled mess, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a solution. He realized he had no interest in thinking about this at all. Cheng Jin scratched his head, not understanding why. He sighed softly, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

"If that old thief dies, I'll be the gang leader..."

A smile unconsciously appeared on Cheng Jin's face.

Suddenly, Zhao Kunhua snorted, and Cheng Jin jumped up in surprise. He saw Zhao Kunhua gently turn over, then cry out "Ouch!" and open his eyes. Cheng Jin rushed forward.

"Is that bitch dead?"

Zhao Kunhua asked, his eyes widening as soon as he saw Cheng Jin.

"No...no."

Cheng Jin quickly composed himself, cleared his throat, and said, "Boss, I haven't really had much fun with that bitch yet, it's such a waste to kill her. Could you...? "

Cheng Jin glanced timidly at Zhao Kunhua.

Zhao Kunhua snorted and said, "Hmph! That bitch dares... dares..."

Cheng Jin quickly interrupted, "Killing her right away would be too easy on her. Judging from that bitch's appearance, she doesn't even want to live anymore. Why grant her wish?"

After much effort, he finally persuaded Zhao Kunhua to stop insisting on immediately raping and killing his aunt. Cheng Jin breathed a sigh of relief. But then Zhao Kunhua said, "Good. I'll teach that bitch a lesson tomorrow!"

Cheng Jin grunted in agreement, secretly alarmed as he recalled Zhao Kunhua's methods of dealing with women: "I went to so much trouble to save my aunt's life, only to cause her even more suffering. Was it worth it?"

Before he could even ponder this question, Wu Shantai rushed in like a whirlwind, glanced at Cheng Jin, and panted, "Chief, you're awake?"

Zhao Kunhua groaned, "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Wu Shantai took another breath and said, "Something's happened at our branch in the city! Black Dog just came back from the city and said that all the brothers, including Chief Li, are missing. The gate is wide open, and it's a mess inside. We don't know what happened."

"Is that so?"

Zhao Kunhua glanced at Cheng Jin and said, "You were in the city this morning. What was it like then?"

Cheng Jin was stunned. He had rushed back to his old house that morning and hadn't even looked for the branch. He paused, then said, "I went straight to the Luo residence this morning as soon as I entered the city, without seeing the brothers there. Could it be that Prefect Luo…"

Zhao Kunhua slammed his hand on the bed and cursed, "Damn it… Ouch!"

The movement aggravated his wound, causing another sharp pain.

Wu Shantai said, "I've already sent over a dozen brothers into the city to investigate. Let's see what happens when they return tomorrow morning."

Zhao Kunhua groaned and nodded, saying, "You two handle it…"

He then collapsed, closing his eyes.

Cheng Jin said, "Then, Chief, rest. We're here. Jingnu, serve the Chief well."

He nodded to Wu Shantai, and the two left the room.

Back in the main hall, Wu Shantai asked, "He didn't curse you, did he?"

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "No, no! The Chief agreed to spare her life for now."

Wu Shantai laughed heartily and said, "You're really something, the Chief spoils you!"

Cheng Jin chuckled.

Then Wu Shantai went on and on, speculating about what had happened in the city, while Cheng Jin listened with a smile. He didn't really care about the fate of those guys in the city. After listening for a while, he took his leave and returned to the back hall.

Walking down the long corridor, Cheng Jin wondered how he should phrase things when he saw his aunt. How would she react if she found out he was her nephew? Just then, he heard people whispering ahead: "The women the gang leader used to capture, he'd have his way with, and then they were ours. But this kid, he had his way with them and then hid them! Damn it!"

"Shh! Don't talk so loudly, he's the future gang leader!"

"So what if he is? Damn it, that girl's pretty and fresh, my dick's been ready to go all out for a while, and he just said one word and..."

Cheng Jin's face changed, he coughed, and strode forward. The two men's faces turned pale instantly, and they stood to the side with their hands at their sides. Cheng Jin pretended not to hear, waved his hand and said, "If there's nothing else, go outside."

He pushed open Yan'er's door and went inside.

Yang Xiangling and her daughter were already awake, and Yan'er was feeding them porridge.

Upon seeing Cheng Jin, Yang Xiangling glanced at Yan'er, who nodded slightly. Yang Xiangling asked, "Are you Xiao Jin?"

Cheng Jin slowly nodded, avoiding his aunt's fiery gaze.

Yang Xiangling suddenly trembled, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "I know you did many things against your will, but just now you knew Qi'er was your cousin, yet you still… She's a pure and innocent virgin!"

Cheng Jin glanced at Qi'er, who shyly turned her face away. Cheng Jin said, "That's why I was so gentle. If I hadn't dragged it out for so long, Cousin Qi would have already been… you know… by many people."

Speaking while looking at his aunt and daughter's naked bodies, Cheng Jin's penis, which hadn't ejaculated on them earlier, unconsciously began to move again.

Yan'er said anxiously, "Xiao Jin, how can you talk like that?"

Cheng Jin waved his hand and said, "That old thief Zhao won't be in a hurry to kill you anymore, Aunt. But... but I think he'll torture you even more in the future... you..." Yang Xiangling said calmly, "I'm used to it. But, Xiao Jin, now that old thief is injured, you can definitely kill him!"

Cheng Jin was startled and shook his head, saying, "The guards are very tight now, there's no way."

Yan'er said anxiously, "Why? You're the deputy leader and his son-in-law, you're by his side all day, how could you not have a chance?"

Cheng Jin still shook his head, saying, "Impossible. The people below aren't very..." "Even if I could do it, I wouldn't be able to escape."

Thinking back to the conversation between the two men outside, he felt a wave of despair and continued, "Even if I could escape, I wouldn't be able to come back. What will you do then?"

Yang Xiangling and Yan'er exchanged a glance and said, "Our bodies are already like this, it doesn't matter. But Qi'er... then you take her and escape first!"

Cheng Jin only made excuses about not being able to assassinate or escape, and finally had to say, "Besides, I already have news of Mother. If I act recklessly, I won't be able to save her."

Yang Xiangling was speechless now, thinking that saving her mother was indeed his top priority. She glanced at Aqi, her heart aching, and cried, "I've already been violated by so many men, and I never thought my daughter would be the same..." Cheng Jin quietly put his

arm around his sister's shoulder and sat on the bed. Hearing her cry like this, his heart softened a little. "If this happens, I won't be able to become the leader of the Dragon God Gang. I mustn't lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of a small gain..."

Thinking of the many benefits of becoming the leader, Cheng Jin hardened his heart.

Yan'er trusted her brother and could only try to comfort her aunt, saying, "If there's a way, Xiao Jin will definitely do it..."

She reached out and touched Aqi's shoulder.

"Where's my Rong-jie? Where is Rong-jie?"

Aqi, who had been lying quietly, suddenly spoke up.

Cheng Jin was even more embarrassed now, and unable to deny it, he could only say, "She's with me. Don't worry, she's fine."

Aqi burst into tears again, "You...you said you did something to her last time? Did you? Did you?"

Last time he teased Aqi, saying that her Rong-jie was sticking her butt out waiting for him to penetrate her, so now he had to deny it: "That was just a joke, nothing like that happened!"

Aqi naturally refused to believe him and cried, "You lied to me, you lecherous thief! Rong-jie is in your hands, she must...she must...waaaah..."

Yang Xiangling asked, "Is it your aunt's Rong-jie?"

Aqi nodded. Yang Xiangling glanced at Cheng Jin, shook her head, sighed softly, and secretly shed tears.

Cheng Jin leaned against his sister's chest, recalling his good relationship with the Dragon God Gang members: "Actually, if I killed that old thief Zhao, maybe I could find a way to keep them loyal to me..."

A thought flickered in his mind, but he didn't let himself dwell on it.

The thought was: "If I become the gang leader, I might not be able to legitimately sleep with my aunt and sister anymore..."

Chapter 43 The Vanguard of the Rear

A soft fragrance wafted from his sister's arms, and Cheng Jin's penis gradually hardened. He leaned down beside Aqi, gently stroking her face, and asked, "Qi-mei, what's your full name?"

"Lu Yingqi."

Yang Xiangling answered coldly.

Cheng Jin said "Oh," and then said, "They won't let you off tomorrow, can you handle it?"

Upon hearing this, both Yang Xiangling and Aqi couldn't help but cry again. Cheng Jin's hand slid down Aqi's shoulder and landed on her buttocks, saying, "They definitely won't let Qi-mei's backside go, let me help you first, okay? It won't hurt too much tomorrow."

He pressed his fingers on Aqi's anus and gently rubbed it.

Aqi cried out "Ah!" and her body trembled violently.

Yan'er cried out, "Xiao Jin, what did you say!"

Yang Xiangling shouted, "No! Let go of my daughter!"

Cheng Jin ignored her and chuckled, "I'm doing this for Qi-mei's own good... let me help you."

He spat some saliva on his fingers and continued to rub Aqi's anus, while his other hand touched her chest and gently rubbed her breasts.

Aqi twisted her body slightly and cried out, "No..."

Yang Xiangling also shouted, "Let her go! You can't do this!"

Cheng Jin laughed and said, "Auntie, you know how much those guys play with women. If I don't do this first... how will Qi-mei be able to take it tomorrow?"

Yang Xiangling knew that what he said was true, but she couldn't accept it in her heart. She said, "But... it still won't work! She's your cousin. You can't treat her like this."

Cheng Jin said, "Don't worry, it's Qi-mei's first time anyway. It's better for me to do it than for someone else!"

He twisted his finger and slowly squeezed it into Aqi's anus.

Aqi cried, "I don't want to, it hurts so much..."

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "Relax, you'll get used to it. Don't believe me? Ask your mother and Sister Yan."

Yang Xiangling and Yan'er's faces flushed red. Yan'er scolded, "How can you talk like that?"

Cheng Jin said, "Sister, come and help her. Make her more comfortable, and she won't feel so bad."

Yan'er blushed, glanced at her aunt, and said awkwardly, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Seeing that things had come to this, Yang Xiangling simply closed her eyes.

Cheng Jin pulled Yan'er over and said, "Sister, lick her pussy."

Yan'er said shyly, "I...I don't want to." Cheng Jin smiled

and whispered in her ear, "Then you lick my penis."

Yan'er let out a soft "Ah," and pinched Cheng Jin's face, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Cheng Jin chuckled and slowly inserted his fingers into Aqi's anus, muttering, "It's not like I haven't tried it before..."

Aqi's hands were cuffed above her head, and she was lying on the ground with her buttocks sticking out. Cheng Jin's skilled hands kneaded her breasts, sending waves of heat through them, while a tingling, numbing sensation spread through her anus as it was penetrated. Aqi trembled with shame, biting her teeth to stifle a cry. Suddenly, something warm and moist pressed against her vulva, gently wriggling. Aqi cried out, her body trembling violently as a surge of intense pleasure washed over her. Cheng Jin pressed her down, saying, "Don't move. Sister Yan will make you feel very good."

Yan'er glared at Cheng Jin, her tongue lightly tracing patterns on Aqi's labia, her teeth occasionally brushing against her clitoris. Aqi gasped and groaned, a burning sensation spreading throughout her body, a warm current seemingly flowing slowly within her vulva.

Cheng Jin chuckled, "That's enough, Sister, go lick her nipples."

He moved his hands away from Aqi's breasts, slowly inserting two fingers into her vagina. Aqi let out another "Ah!" and her buttocks wiggled slightly. Cheng Jin laughed, "Hehe, you're wet already."

Cheng Jin quickly pulled down his pants and glanced at his aunt. She still had her eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything, though tears streamed down her face. Cheng Jin shook his head, pressed his penis against Aqi's vulva, and slowly inserted it.

Aqi's moans grew louder. Cheng Jin laughed, "Feeling good now?"

He thrust his penis all the way into Aqi's vagina and began to pump gently.

Yan'er knelt beside him, her fingers moistened with saliva, gently rubbing Aqi's anus. Today, she had actually helped her brother rape her cousin, and he even seemed to think it was right. A strange feeling welled up inside her. Whether what she was doing was right or wrong, she no longer cared. If Xiao Jin thought it was right, then it must be right! He was her only hope now. She found her mind had become incredibly simple.

Cheng Jin easily inserted his finger into Aqi's vagina, watching his sister with a smile. The "clothes" on Aqi's body were barely covering her, so Cheng Jin gently touched Yan'er's thigh with one hand, tracing the smooth skin upwards. Yan'er twisted slightly and whispered, "No! Don't do that!"

Cheng Jin didn't answer, his palm touching Yan'er's buttocks, a finger finding her anus and slowly penetrating it.

Yan'er made a soft "hmm," turning to look at her aunt, seeing her still with her eyes closed, and cried out to Cheng Jin, "No!"

Cheng Jin laughed, "What are you afraid of? You should take care of Qi'er. You've rubbed her outside enough, now go in."

With a forceful thrust, two knuckles entered Yan'er's anus.

Yan'er let out a soft moan, gritted her teeth, and straightened her slender middle finger, slowly grinding it into Aqi's anus.

With both of Aqi's orifices invaded, her mind was hazy, the unprecedented, magical sensation causing her body to involuntarily twist. Cheng Jin smiled smugly at Yan'er, withdrew his fingers from his sister's anus, and placed his hands on Aqi's snow-white buttocks, saying, "Alright, let's begin."

Yan'er hummed in agreement, withdrew her fingers from Aqi's anus, and as Cheng Jin's penis left Aqi's vagina, he inserted two fingers, thrusting them in and out. Cheng

Jin forcefully spread Aqi's buttocks apart, saying, "Qi-mei, relax a little, just bear with it, it'll be over soon." He rubbed his penis against her anus, took a breath, and forcefully thrust it in.

The huge penis stretched open the untouched anus, and Aqi suddenly awoke from the sexual pleasure, screaming, "Ah!"

Yang Xiangling, standing nearby, also suddenly cried out, "Gently! Gently!"

Watching helplessly as her daughter's buttocks were being penetrated by her nephew, a strange feeling welled up in her chest, and she didn't know how to release it.

Yan'er stroked Aqi's vagina with one hand and touched her breasts with the other. Cheng Jin's penis slowly penetrated deeper, and Aqi cried out in pain, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Cheng Jin's penis was gripped tightly by the extremely narrow vaginal walls, a strange and pleasurable sensation surging through his brain, filling him with excitement. Suddenly, he slapped Aqi's buttocks, and with a powerful thrust, his penis plunged all the way into Aqi's anus.

Aqi screamed in agony, her body convulsing violently. Yang Xiangling watched with great heartache, crying out, "Be gentle!"

The thought of her daughter's body suffering even greater torment tomorrow caused her excruciating pain.

Cheng Jin took a breath, his penis ceasing its movement, remaining inside Aqi, feeling the peristalsis of her rectal mucosa. He said, "It won't hurt so much in a while, just bear with it. They won't go as slowly as I did; that's when it really hurts."

The thought of this beauty being shared with so many people tomorrow filled him with reluctance.

Aqi, already in unbearable pain, panicked upon hearing his words, groaning, "No..."

and then fainted.

Yang Xiangling exclaimed, "What's wrong? What's wrong? I told you not to..."

Yan'er also said, "She's already so scared, why scare her again!"

Cheng Jin looked innocent and said, "I didn't say anything wrong."

He reluctantly withdrew his penis, pointing to its erection at Yan'er, and asked, "What should we do?"

Yan'er blushed, glared at him, and said, "Who cares?"

It was already dark, so Yan'er lit a lamp and found some clothes to cover Yang Xiangling and Aqi. Cheng Jin, facing three stunning beauties, had his penis ready to be released, but it was nowhere to be. He thought it was inappropriate to be intimate with his sister in front of his aunt, but he couldn't bear to leave the house, so he slept fully clothed next to his sister, spending the night feeling restless.

The next day, a scene of debauchery unfolded in the main hall of the Dragon God Gang. Zhao Kunhua, whose gun had stopped firing, sat in a grand chair with a sullen face, coldly watching his more than a hundred men gang-rape the three beauties. Cheng Jin,

filled with remorse, vigorously raped Qin Jing. He hadn't expected that sending his aunt and daughter to his sister's room would drag his sister down with him. Faced with such a lewd scene, his lust surged, but he didn't want to add to the suffering of his three relatives who were being tortured at this moment. He could only vent his pent-up lust and frustration on Qin Jing, who was serving Zhao Kunhua.

Yang Xiangling naturally became Zhao Kunhua's primary target. One of her legs was suspended high in the center of the hall, her body upside down. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her upper body was being fondled by several gang members. Her legs, which couldn't close, were spread wide, and two men were raping her from both ends. Yang Xiangling had lost count of how many men had raped her; the continuous gang rape had left her in a semi-conscious state.

Her breasts were kneaded beyond recognition, and one man was pinching and pulling her nipples together. Waves of pain throbbed throughout her body, but Yang Xiangling was barely conscious; she simply gritted her teeth and endured the pain. Another man poured his semen into her ravaged vagina, while another erect penis quickly filled the void. At this moment, she had no time to care about her daughter, even though she knew Aqi must be suffering even more, after all, the little girl was a virgin just yesterday.

Aqi wasn't hung up; her hands were simply bound. Although Zhao Kunhua hadn't ordered his men to attack her vagina and anus simultaneously, faced with such a beautiful young woman, how could the group of lustful men, who never showed any mercy, be polite? The poor girl's defilement was ultimately no less than her mother's, and she discovered that Cheng Jin's work on her anus the previous night was actually ineffective. As the fierce penis relentlessly thrust into her anus, the endless pain caused her to faint again and again. In fact, her vagina, which had only been deflowered yesterday, was the most painful. Two penises had tried to penetrate simultaneously, but ultimately found that they could only go halfway in before becoming immobile, and thus gave up in frustration. Even so, this attempt had slightly torn her vagina, and she had completely fainted from the intense pain.

Of course, Aqi's gang rape wouldn't stop because of her unconsciousness. Although most of the hundred or so men in the crowded hall had already ejaculated, many of them surrounded her again, ready to go for a second round. Zhao Kunhua still watched all this coldly, his face dark and silent. No one knew what he was feeling. Cheng Jin simply ignored it all, focusing on changing positions on Qin Jing. He couldn't bear to join in, but he couldn't leave either. If his aunt and the others had any problems, they would need him to save them!

Wu Shantai sat comfortably in the chair, enjoying Yan'er's gentle mouth servicing his penis. Because her mouth contained Wu Shantai's penis, Yan'er was able to temporarily change to a more comfortable position, no longer having to receive the invasion of two penises on her lower body at the same time. Wu Shantai grabbed her breasts and kneaded them roughly, while a penis slowly thrust in and out of her vagina—Wu Shantai didn't allow the man to thrust too hard, lest it affect the quality of the service the slave provided to his penis.

"Why aren't they here yet? They said they'd be back by dawn..."

It was nearly noon, and none of the dozen or so men he'd sent into the city the night before had returned. Wu Shantai's mood worsened, and his blows became increasingly brutal; Yan'er's snow-white breasts were now covered in claw marks.

Chapter 44 The Eve of the Storm

The man behind her suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts, and with each violent impact, cannonballs of semen slammed against Yan'er's uterine wall, causing her body to tremble slightly. Before she could even calm herself, another sharp pain shot through her chest; her breasts were suddenly and violently squeezed and ripped. Yan'er screamed "Ah!" as if her breasts had been torn off, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her back. Before Yan'er could even cry out a second time, the penis in her mouth ejaculated again. Her throat, which was open to scream, was unexpectedly filled with semen, causing her to cough violently. Wu Shantai snorted and pressed her head firmly against his crotch.

Yan'er was now trapped, her cough blocked by Wu Shantai's penis, the semen continuing to flow down her exposed throat and into her esophagus. She choked, suffering terribly, her limbs flailing wildly, but unable to move an inch. When Wu Shantai withdrew his penis with satisfaction and slammed her body to the ground, Yan'er was gasping for breath, gurgling in her throat, unable to cough again for a long time.

Those waiting in line to gang rape didn't care about any of this; someone immediately pulled her genitals aside, and another penis was thrust into Yan'er's vagina. Yan'er burped, her body shuddered, and suddenly vomited violently.

The man raping her was startled and glanced at Zhao Kunhua. Zhao Kunhua coldly said, "Let her vomit. She'll have to eat it all back later!" Obeying

the order, the man ignored Yan'er's vomiting, rubbing her back with both hands while relentlessly ravaging her vagina with his penis. Poor Yan'er, while being raped, rolled around in her own vomit, utterly wretched.

Cheng Jin, witnessing his sister's miserable state, felt a pang of sorrow and whispered to Zhao Kunhua, "It's filthy. Shouldn't we let her wash up first..."

Zhao Kunhua snorted and said, "This slut, is she afraid of getting dirty?"

He ignored Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin sat helplessly watching everything. All his lust had been vented on Qin Jing; now, all he could do was watch helplessly as his own sister, aunt, and cousin were gang-raped by a group of burly men.

Three or four hours passed. The three women were exhausted, their bodies covered in dried or undried white fluid, while the enthusiastic men continued to ravage their two lower orifices.

"If this goes on, they'll be ruined,"

Cheng Jin said for the seventh time. Finally, Zhao Kunhua, exasperated, waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, you brat, you just can't bear to part with pretty women, you're spineless!"

He stood up, "I'm leaving this to you."

Supported by others, he walked back to the inner room.

Yang Xiangling, her mother, and her niece had been ravaged for a day and were unconscious, their bodies covered in wounds. Especially Aqi, whose vagina and anus were torn, suffering excruciating pain for days, and having endured immense humiliation, she cried constantly, contemplating suicide. Yang Xiangling and Yan'er could only weep and offer gentle words of comfort.

The Dragon God Gang sent several groups into the city to investigate, but none returned, leaving no trace. Enraged, Wu Shantai personally led a dozen men into the city, swaggering around for most of the day without encountering any enemies.

Zhao Kunhua, already in a bad mood, became even more irritable. He thought to himself, "I was a bandit, and Prefect Luo was an official. The official was in the open while the bandits were in the shadows. Now it's the bandits in the open and the official in the shadows. I know the government is plotting against me, but I can't figure out what methods this Luo is using." Thus, he became even more volatile, much to the misery of Yang Xiangling, who was frequently subjected to torture. Cheng Jin was also at a loss. His aunt and sister had been repeatedly raped, and he couldn't bear to do more to them. So, he indulged in Zhao Kunhua's collection of treasures daily. Fortunately, Zhao Kunhua's collection was vast, and all the women were stunningly beautiful, so the days weren't too boring, though he was deeply depressed.

Twenty days passed, and Cheng Jin, fearing for his aunt's safety, didn't leave the mountain. Though he often thought of the Zhao sisters and Fang Yirong, he could only keep it to himself. Zhao Kunhua, on the other hand, was physically strong; after twenty days of rest, his wounds healed, and he returned to normal. Although the gang faced a powerful enemy, the enemy's strength was unclear, and Zhao Kunhua dared not act rashly. He remained inactive, no longer sending men into the city, observing the situation, but venting his pent-up anger on Yang Xiangling and the others.

These past few days, Cheng Jin had become increasingly restless. Recently, Zhao Kunhua had become like a madman, treating his aunt and sister with increasing cruelty. Not only did he have his men gang rape them day and night, but he also frequently whipped them himself. His aunt, sister, and Aqi were all covered in bruises. Yesterday, if Cheng Jin hadn't pleaded with him, his sister would have been beaten to death.

"Xiao Jin, you...you might as well just kill me...I can't take it anymore!"

Watching his sister, barely clinging to life, groan in agony, Cheng Jin could only weep silently. The once vibrant and lively Aqi had become haggard from the relentless torment. He hadn't touched his aunt or Aqi in days, yet these men had ravaged them. Cheng Jin was seething with hatred, deeply regretting not having made the decisive move to kill Zhao Kunhua and establish himself. But now, the opportunity was gone, and time was of the essence.

"No, I must get rid of that old scoundrel Zhao as soon as possible!"

he resolved.

Doing it himself was impossible; the odds were too small and the risks too great. "The best...the best is..."

a thought flashed through his mind.

But Zhao Kunhua remained inactive. Not only his branch in Suzhou, but also his branches in several surrounding counties were in turmoil. Cheng Jin hoped Zhao Kunhua would fight Prefect Luo head-on, ideally resulting in mutual destruction, so that Zhao wouldn't have to vent his energy on abusing his aunts. He strongly urged Zhao Kunhua to personally intervene, but each time he was met with a barrage of insults. Anxious, Cheng Jin's words inevitably became harsh, further arousing Zhao Kunhua's suspicion: "What do you mean? You want me to go myself? Go myself! Where? How will I fight? Are you hoping I'll die soon? Huh!"

Ever since Yang Xiangling bit off his manhood, Zhao Kunhua's temperament had become increasingly unreasonable, and in a fit of anger, he distanced himself from Cheng Jin. Cheng Jin was now even more anxious, restless and constantly racking his brains for a solution.

"Perhaps, I still have a trump card that can make that old scoundrel Zhao restless..."

After days of pondering, a thought suddenly flashed through Cheng Jin's mind.

Just then, he heard that Wu Shantai's son, Wu Shi, had just brought someone up the mountain, saying that the leader of the Taihu Li gang had sent someone to visit. Cheng Jin rushed to the hall. It turned out that the Taihu Gang had also been attacked by the government recently, and its leader, Li Deng, was outnumbered and outmatched, so he sought help from his ally, the Dragon God Gang.

Zhao Kunhua said to the visitor, "Old Li is my brother. The Dragon God Gang and the Taihu Gang have been allied for seven or eight years now, so his affairs are my affairs. But as you know, the government is not to be trifled with. I think we need to discuss a strategy. I know Old Li can't come in person, and I'm not feeling well either. How about this, I'll send someone to Taihu to see Old Li, so he can explain to us how he wants our help! Ah Jin, go ahead."

Cheng Jin had been on edge ever since he heard that someone from the Taihu Gang had come. He was overjoyed to hear that Zhao Kunhua was sending him and loudly replied, "Yes!"

Zhao Kunhua said to the visitor, "This is Cheng Jin, the vice leader of my gang, and my son-in-law. He's going on my behalf, understand?"

The visitor immediately understood and smiled, "Vice Leader Cheng's arrival is like Leader Zhao's personal visit! I understand."

It was nearly dusk, so Zhao Kunhua invited the guest to stay the night and said he would take Vice Leader Cheng to Taihu the next day.

Entering the inner room, Zhao Kunhua sneered, "I know why you're so happy, but let me tell you, that bitch Ling is probably dead already. Don't mess things up! You're representing me this time... Sigh, besides you, I have no one to succeed me!"

Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly agreed. Zhao Kunhua continued, "It seems the Taihu Gang doesn't know we're in trouble too. They thought they were just coming to ask us for help, but they didn't expect we'd need them to deal with the government. Be smart, take advantage of them whenever you can, understand?"

Cheng Jin naturally nodded and agreed to everything.

Leaving Zhao Kunhua's room, they bumped into Wu Shi. Upon seeing Cheng Jin, the young man winked and whispered, "Brother Cheng, I know you really want to sleep with that bitch Ling. I just asked that guy, and he said Ling is still alive and well in the Taihu Gang, just as beautiful as ever! Hehe!"

Cheng Jin was overjoyed, but coldly replied, "Really?"

Wu Shi scratched his head and said, "Hehe, I miss her too... my first woman... hehe, her breasts were big and white, her vagina was tender and tight, and she looked like a celestial being, not at all like someone who's almost forty—oh, I mean before, she's over forty now... Look, just thinking about it makes my thing hard again!" Ignoring Cheng Jin's displeasure

, he continued, "How about taking me with you tomorrow? I've been playing with her sister and daughter these past few days, and the more I play with them, the more I miss her."

Cheng Jin snorted and said, "You tell the gang leader yourself, I have something to do down the mountain!"

Ignoring Wu Shi, he rode down the mountain on his horse, passing by the Zhao residence without going in, heading straight for the old house.

At that time, the sun had not yet set on the mountain, and the afterglow of the setting sun was scattered among the trees, with a few sparse glimmers of light casting shadows on the roof of the old house. When Cheng Jin rode up, he felt that everything around him was shrouded in a dim yellow light, and the lonely old house seemed to be hidden among the scattered sunlight and the lush shade of the trees. "I haven't been here for a month, and the mountain grass has grown so tall,"

Cheng Jin thought to himself.

Hu Zi was overjoyed to see Cheng Jin. "My little darling, where have you been hiding! I was so worried! The environment inside and outside the city has been so strange these days, I was so afraid something had happened to you!"

"Nothing, there's just trouble in the gang. How are things, are Ru Nu and the others still behaving?"

"Still the same! But, after getting that ring, Rong Nu is much more obedient. Although she's still disobedient, at least she doesn't curse or make a fuss."

Cheng Jin smiled slightly. Fang Yi Rong was still completely naked, her hands tied behind her back, the rope wrapped around her chest several times before hanging from the beam. One of her legs dangled down, while the other was tied to her knee and hoisted up, revealing what appeared to be something inserted into her vulva, making her look extremely lewd. Her eyes were swollen from crying, and when she saw Cheng Jin enter, she sobbed and lowered her head.

"Miss Fang, it's been so long! You've suffered these past few days,"

Cheng Jin called out loudly. Seeing Fang Yirong like this, Cheng Jin suddenly thought of his aunt, and his heart ached slightly. He couldn't help but mutter "strange." Looking around, he saw Zhao Shuangru and Zhao Shuangyao, the sisters, each wearing a tattered garment, squatting in two wooden cages.

Cheng Jin asked in surprise, "Where did these cages come from?"

Hu Zi chuckled, smiling but not answering.

Cheng Jin looked at Fang Yirong again and said, "Miss Fang, I have some bad news for you. Your sister Qi has been captured by Zhao Kunhua."

Fang Yirong's body trembled. She raised her head, glanced at Cheng Jin, and silently turned her face away, two clear streams slowly flowing from her eyes.

Cheng Jin's heart suddenly ached again, remembering Aqi's miserable state over the past month, and he sighed, "Hu Zi, put Miss Fang down."

Hu Zi looked at Cheng Jin suspiciously, but didn't say anything, and went over to untie Fang Yirong's bonds.

Cheng Jin continued, "Aqi, Lu Yingqi, aren't you your cousin? Don't you know she's my cousin too!"

He gave a bitter smile, and seeing that Fang Yirong remained silent, he added, "Actually, you and I are family..."

A sudden surge of guilt welled up inside him, and he slowly walked to a chair and sat down.

Fang Yirong stretched her aching arms and suddenly said, "But you're an accomplice! You... what exactly do you want? I'm not afraid of you!"

Thinking of herself, a perfectly good female knight-errant, who had been raped and humiliated by these two lecherous thieves for over a month, and even had this shameful mark placed on her genitals, she felt that at most she would be humiliated

again, which wasn't so terrible, since she was used to it anyway. Cheng Jin sighed, "I...I...you wouldn't understand. Go, I'll apologize to you another time. Hu Zi, find some clothes for Miss Fang."

When Fang Yirong heard that this lecherous thief actually wanted to release her, she suddenly raised her head, not knowing what to say for a moment. But Hu Zi protested loudly, "Release her? Young Master!"

He muttered in a low voice, "I've been serving her these days, she...she also had a part..."

Cheng Jin shouted, "What did you say? Do you still consider me the young master?"

Hu Zi was stunned, then jumped up and shouted, "Yes! Of course I do! Why wouldn't I? You're the young master! I'll listen to you! Release her, right?"

He rushed to Fang Yirong's side, grabbed her, and suddenly pulled a small radish out of her vagina, took out his own penis, and thrust it into Fang Yirong's vagina. Fang Yirong, having been tortured for days, was powerless to resist and expressionlessly endured his abuse.

Cheng Jin watched coldly, and when Hu Zi finally climbed off Fang Yirong, panting, he said, "Had enough?"

Hu Zi shouted, "Enough, enough!"

He pulled a set of clothes from the closet and threw them, along with Fang Yirong's original bundle and sword, at her, cursing, "My young master has been merciful and let you go, you rotten bitch! Get out of here!"

Fang Yirong ignored him, took out her own clothes from her bundle, put them on, picked up her sword, stood up, and looked at Cheng Jin. Cheng Jin said, "I'm only letting you go because I'm out of my mind right now. Go quickly, or I'll regret it!" Fang Yirong staggered past him, and at the door, she suddenly said, "I'll come back for revenge!"

Cheng Jin snorted and said, "I'll wait for you! But I hope you won't cause trouble before I get my own revenge!"

Hearing Fang Yirong reply "Okay," and watching her slender figure disappear through the door, Cheng Jin felt a pang of melancholy: "Was it right for me to let her go today?"

He felt he would regret it later, but he ultimately didn't chase after her.

"I hope you didn't act on impulse,"

Hu Zi suddenly said coldly.

Hu Zi was right; Cheng Jin had indeed acted on impulse. A long-accumulated sense of guilt surged forth, a sudden attack on his first descent from the mountain in a month, leaving him suddenly overwhelmed. He didn't refute Hu Zi's words; he decided to proceed with his plan for coming here tonight.

"Where's Qing'er? Where is she?"

Cheng Jin asked.

Chapter 45 The Terrified Young Slave

Upon hearing the question about Qing'er, Hu Zi's mood instantly improved. He laughed, "She's very obedient, taking on all the chores. She's sewing clothes for me in the room across the hall!" "

The room across the hall?"

Cheng Jin was taken aback. "You actually had time to clean another room!"

Hu Zi laughed heartily, "Qing'er cleaned it, and she cleaned it very well! I didn't have the time!"

He reached into a wooden cage and grabbed Zhao Shuangru's chest. "I'm too busy to even handle this! Haha! Qing'er made these two cages too. What do you think, not bad, right?"

Cheng Jin nodded. The two wooden cages were the right size, just enough for one person to squat inside.

"Qing'er is such a good child!"

Cheng Jin said. Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Cheng Jin frowned and glanced at Hu Zi. "Still sewing clothes for you?"

Hu Zi chuckled, scratched his head, and laughed, "She's very obedient and well-behaved, and she serves me quite well. It's just a pity she's a little small and has no breasts. Haha!"

Cheng Jin coughed, put his arm around Hu Zi's shoulder, and walked outside. Hu Zi pointed to a locked room across the way and said, "Qing'er is over there."

Dim light shone from inside. Cheng Jin said, "I'm not talking about this..."

He told Hu Zi about the situation over the past month and sighed, "If we don't get that old scoundrel Zhao and Prefect Luo to fight soon, then..."

He shook his head.

Hu Zi stared at Cheng Jin's face and said, "You mean, that old scoundrel Zhao refuses to take action, and we need to force him, right? Do you have any good ideas?"

Cheng Jin paused, glanced at the room across the way, and said in a deep voice, "I finally came up with an idea that will definitely force him to do something desperate, but..."

He whispered a few words in Hu Zi's ear.

Tiger's face immediately darkened, his eyes fixed on Cheng Jin. Suddenly, he shouted, "No way!"

He flung his hand and strode back into the house, sitting on the bed in a huff. Cheng Jin followed him in, leaning against the doorframe, watching him silently.

Tiger sat there panting heavily. After a long while, he looked up at Cheng Jin and mumbled, "She's really obedient... I... I put in so much effort..."

Cheng Jin asked, "You can't bear to part with her?"

Tiger nodded vigorously. Cheng Jin said, "But I've already made up my mind!"

Tiger's face flushed red, and he asked urgently, "Isn't there any other way?"

Cheng Jin shook his head.

Tiger jumped up, shouting, "I...I...I finally found someone who cares about me, and you won't even give it to me! You...you won't even think about me! You only treat me like a watchdog!"

Cheng Jin sneered, grabbing Tiger's collar and pointing at the Zhao sisters locked in the cage: "Watchdog? With such beautiful women at your disposal, is there such a comfortable watchdog in the world? You can't bear to part with a clueless little girl, but what about me? What about me? I...I sacrificed my own sister, my own aunt, and my own cousin! I hardened my heart and watched them be humiliated by that old scoundrel Zhao every day! Do you think I feel good about it?"

His eyes were red, and he was panting heavily. He flung his hand away from Tiger's chest and said, "Don't tell me you've fallen for this girl! Useless thing!"

Tiger, defeated by his outburst, lowered his head and said, "Of course...of course not. It's just that Qing'er is very endearing. I can't bear it..." He

glanced at Cheng Jin again, then lowered his head, walked to the other side, and unlocked the door.

A childish voice came from inside: "Young Master Hu... the clothes are almost finished, take a look and see if they fit..."

Hu Zi's eyes were bloodshot, and he dragged Qing'er out without saying a word. Qing'er was startled when she saw Cheng Jin's gloomy face, and stammered, "Second...Second Young Master, you...you've come..."

She still held the nearly finished sweater in her hand, trembling slightly.

Cheng Jin laughed, "Young Master Hu said you're very endearing. Come here, let me pamper you!"

He glanced at Hu Zi, "Want to pamper her? Tonight I'll give you a good time!"...

"Qing'er is indeed very endearing..."

Cheng Jin gently inserted his penis into Qing'er's vagina while gently stroking her face. Hu Zi sat silently to the side. Qing'er had already been gang-raped by the two men all night, and was already weak, but she still struggled to twist her body, responding to Cheng Jin's movements.

Cheng Jin glanced at Hu Zi: "Do you want to pamper her a little more?"

He saw tears welling in Hu Zi's eyes, turned his head away, and gently shook his head. He had already ejaculated three times with Qing'er tonight.

Cheng Jin nodded, his hands tracing down Qing'er's face, pressing against her neck, and suddenly squeezing hard!

Qing'er couldn't scream, but the Zhao sisters, squatting in the cage nearby, saw it clearly. Two screams suddenly soared into the sky…

The next morning, the Taihu Gang's envoy took Cheng Jin and Wu Shi with him. Wu Shi, as expected, used his silver tongue to persuade Zhao Kunhua to allow him to go with Cheng Jin.

Wu Shi was in high spirits the whole way, talking incessantly. Cheng Jin, however, remained silent, pondering what to do if he actually saw his mother; he also worried about whether he had done his job properly with Hu Zi, and what Zhao Kunhua's reaction would be. By the time

they arrived at Taihu, it was past noon. Although Gang Leader Li Deng was slightly displeased at not seeing Zhao Kunhua, he couldn't say anything since Cheng Jin was the Dragon God Gang's plenipotentiary representative and future successor. On the contrary, seeing that the young man was younger and easier to deal with than old Zhao, he was secretly pleased.

Cheng Jin exchanged a few polite words with Wu Shi and then sat down in the main hall. A feast had already been prepared in the hall, and they were respectfully invited to take their seats.

Shortly after taking their seats, Li Deng began to pour out his grievances, saying that many of their brothers had mysteriously disappeared, and several of their branch offices outside the city had been wiped out, seemingly at the hands of the government. The Taihu Gang was in imminent danger.

"Your gang's Brother Zhao has always been well-connected with the government, I wonder if he could..."

Cheng Jin chuckled, "Well... as you know, Chief Li, this newly appointed prefect is not to be trifled with, unlike the previous officials. Our Chief Zhao's relationship with him... isn't very close..." He didn't

mention that the Dragon God Gang was actually facing even greater trouble, only talking about his difficulties, but not refusing Li Deng's request.

Li Deng secretly glared at him, clapped his hands, and a servant came out from the inner hall carrying a tray of gleaming silver. Li Deng smiled and said, "It's just a small token, nothing more. If Brother Zhao and my nephew can help with this, we'll certainly prepare a generous gift to thank you!"

Wu Shi's eyes widened in amazement, but Cheng Jin said, "We can't accept such a reward without merit! Anyway, my nephew and I aren't in a hurry to go back, and we'd like to trouble you for a day or two."

He resolutely refused the money, wiped his mouth, and stood up. "Brother Wu and I have been riding horses for half a day, and we're a little tired. We'd like to..."

Li Deng glared at him again and chuckled, "I was being silly. I'll accompany you two nephews to the guest rooms to rest."

He stood up and led them to the back hall.

Upon entering the inner hall, Wu Shi suddenly laughed, "I heard that Chief Li is quite the ladies' man, indulging in pleasure every day..."

Li Deng suddenly realized, "Damn it, young people love women, old men love money. I was truly confused!"

He laughed heartily, "If you two nephews don't mind, I have some fresh finds here, how about we take a look?"

Cheng Jin and Wu Shi exchanged a glance and smiled slightly. Without being polite, Cheng Jin said, "Chief Li's prized possessions, I'd like to see them for myself..."

Li Deng laughed heartily and said, "This way then."

He thought that these two lecherous youngsters might not be interested in ordinary women; he needed to get something truly novel to please them before things could get done.

As they walked into the inner hall, Cheng Jin's heart pounded with anxiety, knowing that every step he took brought him closer to his mother.

The three entered a spacious room. Cheng Jin saw that the room was indeed quite ornately decorated, clearly a place specifically for playing with women. However, there wasn't a single chair in the room, only a thick carpet.

The three of them sat down together.

Before entering the room, Li Deng had already instructed a maid, and a moment later, a little girl, completely naked, knelt in on her knees. Wu Shi exclaimed, "Wow! Such a tiny girl..."

The girl was at most seven or eight years old, not yet fully grown, but clearly a beauty in the making. As soon as she entered, she immediately said to Li Deng, "Master, your servant has arrived."

Her eyes swept over Cheng Jin and Wu Shi, and Wu Shi's pants immediately bulged up: "Chief Li, where did you find such a stunningly beautiful girl... She's so young and already... When she grows up, won't she bewitch all the men?"

Li Deng stroked his beard and laughed, "Hehe, this servant is the best talker here! She's been eating men's semen since she was three years old. Hehe, I raised her myself, she's obedient and sensible, it took me a lot of effort! She'll definitely be the best sex slave in the world in the future! Servant, this is Young Master Cheng, this is Young Master Wu. Go, please ask Young Master Cheng to give you some dessert!"

The servant responded, "Thank you, Master!" She

still knelt down to Cheng Jin and said, "Please ask Young Master Cheng to give me some dessert..."

She went to undo Cheng Jin's belt.

Cheng Jin looked at this servant; although she was still young and had a childish air, she was indeed a beauty of unparalleled grace. Ten years later, she would probably be no less beautiful than his older sister, Yan'er. Her face looked so kind, and a surge of affection welled up inside him. He suddenly asked, "Is Nu'er still a virgin?"

Li Deng laughed, "A few more years, around ten years old. She's too young now; it would be a shame to damage her little hole. Hehe, actually, I almost slept with her a few times, but I managed to hold back."

As he spoke, Nu'er had already pulled down Cheng Jin's pants, stretched out her tongue, and gently touched the head of his penis. Then she gently took the head into her mouth, slowly penetrating it little by little. The movements of her lips and tongue were extremely gentle, and Cheng Jin felt as if every touch was hitting his erogenous zones, causing his penis to suddenly swell. Li Deng smiled at him and said, "How about it, not bad, right? This slave girl has to do it seven or eight times a day."

Wu Shi asked, "So many? Where do you get so many dicks?"

Li Deng laughed and said, "They line up! There are dozens of people from the Taihu Gang, seven of them every day, feeding the slave girl desserts on time. It's been three or four years, and no whore in the world has ever eaten so many desserts, right? Haha!"

Wu Shi clicked his tongue repeatedly, "It's amazing that you, Chief Li, could come up with this. This girl has grown up, and she's really... really..."

but he couldn't think of any words.

Cheng Jin's penis felt incredibly good, but he still had a creepy feeling in his heart. Suddenly he asked, "Where did this girl come from?"

Li Deng laughed and said, "Of course, she wasn't born from me! Eight years ago, I asked your Chief Zhao for a beautiful woman, but when she arrived, I found out that she was already pregnant. Here, it's the slave girl!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Jin's face suddenly changed, and his penis couldn't help but spurt out. Wu Shi laughed loudly, "That beauty must be Ling the whore, Yang Xiaoling, right?"

Li Deng smiled and nodded, "I don't think any of you know who her biological father is, right? I heard that everyone in your gang has raped Yang Xiaoling, isn't that right?" Cheng Jin was filled with

mixed feelings at this moment. Looking down, he saw Nu'er diligently licking up every drop of semen, as if she were seeing a delicious delicacy, greedily curling her tongue and swallowing it. "She's my sister!"

But this young sister didn't understand what a shameful thing she was doing; to her, it was just a common occurrence. Cheng Jin suddenly felt so pathetic. After his mother and older sister were reduced to sex toys by a pervert, even his young sister was like this!

"Maybe she doesn't understand shame, so she doesn't feel pain. But compared to my mother's unwavering chastity and my sister's submissive behavior, who is more pathetic? And who suffers the most?"

Cheng Jin's mood suddenly turned extremely awful.

At this moment, Nu'er had moved to the side and was sucking Wu Shi's penis. Wu Shi had one hand on her undeveloped chest, gently touching her small nipple, and laughed, "So you're Ling the bitch's daughter, no wonder, no wonder..."

He chuckled. Cheng Jin was feeling awkward when Wu Shi suddenly shouted, "Wow, I raped Ling the bitch eight years ago too, could this girl be my daughter?"

Li Deng laughed and said, "More than a hundred of you have raped her, it can't be that much of a coincidence, can it?"

Wu Shi laughed and said, "I don't think so. But my father raped Ling the bitch many times, maybe she's my sister!"

Cheng Jin, unwilling to listen any longer, cleared his throat and said, "I heard her mother is still here with you..."

Wu Shi quickly interjected, "Yes, yes, our Vice Chief Cheng has long admired her name and is practically going crazy with longing!"

Cheng Jin glared at him fiercely. Li Deng chuckled dryly, "Since Vice Chief Cheng is interested, this old man naturally cannot keep it a secret!"

At this moment, Wu Shi finished, and Nu'er licked the semen dry, wiggled her buttocks, and slowly crawled out. Li Deng said, "Her mother thinks this little girl won't survive, and I don't want her to know."

Wu Shi quickly replied, "We understand."

So Li Deng called for the maid outside to fetch her.

Cheng Jin's heart pounded again, and the tinkling of bells came from outside.

It was so familiar, exactly the same as when he first met his sister!

Cheng Jin broke out in a cold sweat once more. He had finally, after eight years of longing and waiting, finally seen her mother again! But this was not the mother he had imagined. He had witnessed his aunt's suffering, and he assumed his mother must have suffered the same. But…

his mother crawled in naked, a leather collar around her neck, and two small bells dangling from her round breasts, jingling softly.

She looked exactly like his sister; Cheng Jin could hardly believe his eyes. But this was indeed, indeed his own mother! A sudden chill ran down Cheng Jin's spine as he felt a surge of heat…

Just as Cheng Jin reunited with his mother, a large, sealed wooden box was delivered to Zhao Kunhua at the Dragon God Gang's headquarters. (

Chapter 46, January 22nd)

Zhao Kunhua, filled with suspicion and unease, ordered the box opened.

Inside was indeed a female corpse! Completely naked, covered in wounds. The lower body was a mess, slowly oozing blood.

"It's Qing'er, the Third Miss's maid!"

someone exclaimed.

Zhao Kunhua's heart skipped a beat. He leaned closer and saw that it was indeed Qing'er. Her eyes were wide open, her tongue lolling out, and her chest was slashed seven or eight times, her two small nipples gone. Her hands were still bound behind her back, her appearance gruesome.

Zhao Kunhua's heart pounded. Qing'er had disappeared along with his Yao'er; what had become of Yao'er...? A quick glance revealed something unusual about Qing'er's lower body. He ordered someone to turn her over, and there, a rolled-up cowhide envelope was stuffed into Qing'er's anus.

"To Master Zhao: My two daughters have recently received your gracious favor, and we are now to repay you with boundless gratitude!

In the past, Master Zhao showed me some leniency, sparing my daughters' rear, and I should have treated you with the same respect. However, your daughter is incredibly beautiful, and my servants and I have been very fond of her, and have unknowingly violated your wishes occasionally. Master Zhao is magnanimous, and I hope you have not taken offense at our overstepping! Your daughter is arrogant and disrespectful, repeatedly disobeying our wishes; this is Master Zhao's fault for not teaching her properly." "I originally intended to punish him severely on behalf of the official. However, your daughter is as beautiful as a fairy, and the old man and his servants are captivated by her every day. We are truly reluctant to part with her, so we have sent a maid in her place. I hope your daughter will cherish herself in the future, know how to serve her master politely, and not force me to use excessive force again. I apologize for my rudeness in person later! Respectfully submitted by Luo Can , Prefect of Suzhou."

This letter was half classical and half vernacular, its language utterly incoherent, and it lacked even a seal, clearly not the work of a learned scholar.

However, the Dragon God Gang members were only somewhat literate; how could they possibly see the flaws?

Zhao Kunhua flew into a rage, roaring and shouting, his horse-like face turning red, panting heavily. Fearing that further delay would endanger his daughter's life, he immediately mustered his troops, vowing to fight Luo Can to the death. Although wise men advised him: "The enemy is in the dark, we are in the light; they are officials, we are thieves; you will not come out unscathed," how could Zhao Kunhua listen at this moment?

Cheng Jin, oblivious to his scheme's success, was completely bewildered.

His mother, however, remained oblivious to what was about to happen. As usual, she obediently crawled to Li Deng's feet, pressing her pretty face against his soles, her tongue licking his toes, sucking on each dirty toe. Li Deng chuckled and patted her bottom, causing her large buttocks to sway slowly. She squinted, seemingly oblivious to everything around her, focused solely on meticulously licking her master's toes. Her pair of snow-white breasts hung heavily beneath her, swaying with her movements, making the small bells on her nipples jingle.

Li Deng proudly raised his head, smiling at the two bewildered young men before him.

Not only was Cheng Jin stunned, but Wu Shi was too. "She...she...she really is Ling the bitch?"

Wu Shi stammered, utterly incredulous.

Li Deng chuckled, lifted his foot, and the woman beneath him immediately turned her face away, pausing her service. Li Deng said, "Lingnu, tell Young Master Wu who you are!"

The woman slowly raised her head, turning her face towards him. Cheng Jin's heart clenched, fearing recognition, he covered his chin with one hand and slightly turned his head to the side. "Is she really my mother?"

Cheng Jin almost burst into tears. This was definitely not the sacred mother in his heart, but the woman's expressionless yet clear and beautiful face told him: this obedient female slave of Old Man Li was indeed his mother, indeed the once-renowned swordswoman Yang Xiaoling, who had refused to be dishonored even unto death!

"This servant is the master's servant."

The woman faced Wu Shi, speaking these nonsensical words without blinking. Li Deng smiled and nodded, saying, "Anything else?"

"My original name was Yang Xiaoling. I used to be the wife of Murong Long, the head of the Chunhua Sect in Wuchang, but now I belong to my master. Whatever my master wants me to do, I will do."

Yang Xiaoling continued without changing her expression.

Li Deng chuckled, "Young Master Wu asked you something, and you haven't answered yet!"

Yang Xiaoling raised her head and glanced lightly at Wu Shi, slowly saying, "I...I am Young Master Wu's former whore, Ling!"

Cheng Jin couldn't believe his eyes, nor his ears. "Why? Why is this happening?"

Cheng Jin had prepared himself mentally for meeting his mother, but the scene before him was completely unexpected, and he was immediately thrown into disarray.

"How did it turn out like this?"

Wu Shi was also thinking the same question, but this time he asked it aloud.

Li Deng smiled without answering, reaching out to Yang Xiaoling's chest and slowly kneading her breasts. Her full breasts changed shape in his hands, the bells hanging from her nipples jingling haphazardly.

Yang Xiaoling knelt on the ground, straightening her back, and leaned closer to Li Deng, allowing him to more easily fondle her breasts. One hand gently stroked Li Deng's thigh, appearing like a little bird nestled against him. Cheng Jin was speechless

, staring blankly at the scene before him, while Wu Shi beside him kept swallowing.

Li Deng smiled slightly, applying a little pressure with his hand, and said, "Your cunt is itchy, isn't it? Let the two young masters take a look!"

Yang Xiaoling responded softly, "Yes," her left leg still kneeling on the ground, her right leg raised, making her kneeling on one leg. She slowly spread her right leg to the side, revealing her smooth mons pubis.

"Shave...shave it all off..."

Wu Shi swallowed, his eyes fixed on Yang Xiaoling's genitals. She slowly moved her right hand to her vulva, gently rubbing it a few times before inserting her middle finger, letting out a soft moan.

His mouth was dry; he could clearly see a small silver ring hanging from his mother's vulva, her onion-like finger hidden inside her flesh, trembling gently. As the pressure from her finger gradually increased, her body began to tremble in sync, and captivating moans escaped from her slightly parted lips.

“Mother…”

Cheng Jin stared in disbelief at the lewd scene before him. “Has she really become so lewd? Does she really want to do this?”

Sunlight streamed in, and he saw a faint glint in his mother’s fingers; he knew they were wet.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, Lingnu?”

Li Deng pulled Yang Xiaoling into his arms, his rough hands kneading her breasts forcefully. Yang Xiaoling leaned against him, unable to maintain her kneeling position, so she simply put her feet on the ground, her legs spread wide, her right hand digging even harder into her vulva with two fingers, her left hand covering her genitals, fiddling with her labia and clitoris, her voice already muffled: “Yes… I… I want…”

Li Deng chuckled lewdly, “Hehe, the two young masters will want you. Go, greet Young Master Cheng and Young Master Wu!” His left hand left her breasts and patted her buttocks.

Cheng Jin was startled, touched his nose, and covered half his face. Yang Xiaoling looked up, glanced at him, and indeed found nothing amiss. She then looked at Wu Shi and said, "Young Master Cheng! Young Master Wu!"

She crawled slowly towards him on all fours, her buttocks sticking out.

Cheng Jin's pants weren't pulled up yet, and his penis, covered in his sister's saliva, was exposed, now erect again. The woman's fragrance wafted around him; this familiar scent felt like a distant memory. "This...this is my own mother..."

Before coming to Taihu Lake, Cheng Jin had been somewhat prepared, but at this moment, the guilt he had once felt, which he thought he had completely abandoned, returned, stronger than ever before. However, his penis was erect, pointing directly at his mother.

A pair of gentle hands began to caress his penis. Images of his mother's humiliation in the Dragon God Gang flashed through Cheng Jin's mind. The images of his aunt being violated were replaced by the beautiful and alluring woman before him, his closest relative. "What if I tied her up and hung her up..."

This thought had barely crossed his mind when Cheng Jin abruptly stopped himself. "I can't think like that. Anyone can, but not me!"

He gritted his teeth and simply closed his eyes. His penis had entered a warm cavity. He knew it was his mother's mouth. The unparalleled touch stirred every cell in his body with pleasure.

"I can't hold back anymore!"

Suddenly, Wu Shi cried out. Cheng Jin opened his eyes. Wu Shi was kneeling behind his mother, one hand on her buttocks, his penis thrusting into her anus. Cheng Jin watched as his partner's penis entered his mother's anus, while his mother slowly swayed her hips, moaning with pleasure.

Cheng Jin found himself unable to hold back any longer. His penis throbbed uncontrollably, and a torrent of semen shot into his mother's mouth. It seemed to be the first time he'd ejaculated so quickly.

"Wow, how come you're so fast?"

Wu Shi asked, panting as he thrust into Yang Xiaoling's ass, his mouth wide open.

Cheng Jin gave a sheepish smile, unsure what to say. His mother was still kneeling beneath him, carefully cleaning his penis with her mouth, meticulously tracing every inch of it with her tongue. Cheng Jin suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. After his ejaculation, his previously surging lust vanished in an instant, replaced by a strange sense of loss. He felt his penis was somewhat numb in his mother's mouth, almost a strange feeling of disgust. He suddenly felt an urge to slap the slut beneath him.

But he didn't. He restrained himself; after all, she was his mother. Meanwhile, Wu Shi was grinning and enjoying his mother's body. Cheng Jin glared fiercely at Wu Shi. He had never felt anyone more despicable than Wu Shi in his current state.

However, Wu Shi's glare didn't last long. He didn't sense the malice hidden in Cheng Jin's eyes, preoccupied with enjoying Yang Xiaoling's anus. He suddenly pulled out his penis and thrust it into her vagina, penetrating deeply and ejaculating after a few powerful thrusts. Yang Xiaoling continued to moan softly, gently licking Cheng Jin's now numb penis, but then Wu Shi grabbed her head and ordered her to clean his glistening, mottled penis with her mouth.

Cheng Jin watched coldly. His mother's buttocks were now facing him, the two orifices that Wu Shi's penis had just penetrated slightly open. A wave of discomfort washed over Cheng Jin. Stripped of lust, he finally realized that when facing his mother, all that remained was anger, sadness, and shame. He discovered that he could so clearly distinguish these feelings.

Wu Shi, satisfied, tossed Yang Xiaoling's hair while fondling her breasts, his penis throbbing again in her mouth. "Ah ha, Chief Li, I'm truly impressed! How did you manage to make this bitch so obedient? Our Chief Zhao will never believe it!"

Li Deng laughed heartily. "Well… I have my own methods!"

Cheng Jin's eyes were fixed on Li Deng's face, wondering if his mother was under a spell, since she knew he was "Ling the Bitch," nor if she was forced, since she seemed to enjoy it, as if she genuinely liked it. But how could that be? His mother was so stubborn; even without resistance, there was no reason for her to become so submissive, so cheap.

"What method is it, Chief Li? Let us, the younger generation, learn a few tricks!"

Cheng Jin forced a smile, speaking each word carefully.

Li Deng stroked his beard, chuckled softly, and shook his head, saying, "My two nephews, it's not that I'm unwilling to tell you, it's just too ordinary. Once it's said, it loses its value! Haha!"

Chapter 47 The Dream of Flying Souls

Wu Shi laughed, "Ordinary? I don't believe it. Our Chief Zhao has been at it for so long, and this bitch still won't listen. Chief Li must have some secret trick he's not telling you..."

He gestured for Yang Xiaoling to stop licking his penis, then pulled her into his arms and began to grope her naked body. Yang Xiaoling let him do as he pleased, obediently nestled in his arms, her hands also gently caressing Wu Shi's body, seemingly oblivious to their discussions about her.

Li Deng laughed heartily, "Old Zhao only knows how to use force. His methods might work on ordinary women, but they're useless against a special woman like her. My method is indeed very ordinary, but Old Zhao just doesn't bother using it, haha!"

Noticing Cheng Jin's strange, cold expression as he watched Wu Shi playing with Yang Xiaoling, he laughed, "Vice Chief Cheng, you've gotten tired of it so quickly?"

Cheng Jin coughed dryly and forced a smile, "No... there's no need to rush... just now..."

He slowly sat down and gently stroked Yang Xiaoling's calves. Seeing him approach, Yang Xiaoling let out a soft moan, stretched her leg in front of him, hooked it onto Cheng Jin's leg, and slowly moved her instep towards his genitals. Even

in this situation, his mother was actively teasing him, but Cheng Jin felt a heavy, oppressive feeling in his chest, as if suppressing all his desires. He mechanically stroked his mother's calves with one hand, while gently lifting Yang Xiaoling's foot with the other. His companion, however, was far less respectable. Wu Shi had already inserted three fingers into Yang Xiaoling's vagina, moving in and out with her vaginal fluids and his semen, while his other hand vigorously kneaded her breasts. Yang Xiaoling half-closed her eyes, moaning softly, her buttocks swaying gently, displaying a wanton appearance.

Li Deng laughed, "Nephew Wu, this woman has given birth to three children. You only have three fingers; are you afraid of damaging her?" Cheng Jin

was taken aback: "Three?"

He then realized that Nu'er was his mother's third child.

Wu Shi said, "That's right! Brother Cheng, come and see Ling's famous instrument..."

He twisted his five fingers together and slowly reinserted them into Yang Xiaoling's vagina.

Yang Xiaoling trembled, suddenly turning around and tightly hugging Wu Shi's thighs, groaning loudly, her legs struggling involuntarily. Wu Shi frowned and said, "Brother Cheng, could you help me hold her legs tighter?"

Cheng Jin glanced at him coldly, silently grabbing Yang Xiaoling's ankles and spreading them wide apart. Wu Shi's hand was already inside his mother's vagina, stretching the slit of flesh into a large hole. Yang Xiaoling cried out loudly, "No...it hurts so much..."

Her body struggled even more violently, but she couldn't stop Wu Shi's arm from slowly penetrating deeper.

Cheng Jin's face remained grim; his mother's cries evoked no pity in him at this moment. He gritted his teeth, forcefully spreading her legs even wider. "Bitch! You're not my mother! You're not!" A sudden surge of anger ignited in his chest.

Wu Shi's upper arm was already halfway inside Yang Xiaoling's vagina, several fingers probing into her uterus. Yang Xiaoling was covered in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably, her cries becoming even more piercing. Wu Shi laughed loudly, then suddenly twisted his arm slightly, flicking his fingers against the vaginal walls a few times. Yang Xiaoling couldn't take it anymore. She screamed, her face turning deathly pale, her body trembling violently as she frantically pounded the ground with her hands, her face ashen.

Wu Shi laughed, "So tight... Haha, you bitch Ling!"

He stretched out his arm and began thrusting in and out of her vagina.

"Ah... No! Help... It hurts so much..."

The woman being played with cried out loudly, her violent trembling causing her breasts to heave wildly, wave after wave, making the two small bells attached to her nipples jingle.

Wu Shi laughed incessantly, "Haha, fun!"

He gently twisted his arm. Yang Xiaoling screamed again, suddenly arching her upper body and grabbing Wu Shi's arm, which was still inside her, with both hands, pleading, "No... Please, Young Master Wu, spare this bitch Ling. This bitch Ling's cunt can't take it..."

Cheng Jin's eyes reddened, tears almost welling up. Had she really become so cheap? He couldn't explain the feeling in his heart. His heart softened, and he loosened his grip on his mother's legs.

But Yang Xiaoling didn't notice; her legs remained wide open. She looked pitifully at the boy, half her age, as he mercilessly ravaged her private parts. But…

a loud "slap" rang out as Wu Shi slapped Yang Xiaoling hard across the face: "You filthy bitch! I can do whatever I want with you, you know? Let go!"

He pressed the hand that had slapped her to her chest, grabbed one of her breasts, and twisted it forcefully: "Nice to feel, hehe!"

Yang Xiaoling felt another sharp pain in her chest, a few tears welling up. She glanced at Wu Shi and released her hands.

Wu Shi chuckled, pressing one hand against Yang Xiaoling's left breast, and suddenly exerting force with the other, half his arm thrusting in and out of Yang Xiaoling's vulva.

Yang Xiaoling lay on her back on the ground, sobbing violently. Her naked body trembled incessantly under the brutal assault, her breasts swaying wildly from side to side, the jingling of bells ringing incessantly.

Suddenly, Wu Shi burst into laughter: "This bitch is really shameless!"

He slowly pulled his arm out of Yang Xiaoling's vagina. "Look, it's all wet!"

Li Deng chuckled, smiling without saying a word. Cheng Jin's heart sank again. He clearly saw that Wu Shi's palm was still dripping clear liquid, and the vagina that had just been stretched open was slowly closing, but the entrance to the honey hole was glistening. Cheng Jin knew what it was.

Wu Shi wiped his wet hand on Yang Xiaoling's face twice, smiling slyly, "Ling, you bitch, you're really shameless!"

Yang Xiaoling closed her eyes and softly hummed in agreement. Wu Shi said, "Open your eyes and look at me! Tell me, are you shameless?"

Yang Xiaoling obediently opened her eyes, blushed, glanced at Wu Shi, and whispered, "Shameless..."

Wu Shi laughed, "Hmm, shameless bitch, lick your own stuff clean."

He placed his hand, covered in her bodily fluids, on her lips.

Cheng Jin watched blankly as his mother sucked on Wu Shi's fingers one by one, then stretched out her tongue and carefully licked his palm, swallowing her bodily fluids mixed with Wu Shi's semen as if she were eating a delicious delicacy. Her charming face didn't look like that of a tormented heroine at all, but just a lustful harlot!

"My mother in my heart isn't like this!"

Cheng Jin's chest churned, and a voice shouted loudly.

The mother he heard from others, who had been subjected to all kinds of humiliation and abuse by Zhao Kunhua, certainly made his heart ache, but it did not diminish his respect for her in the slightest.

"What have I been doing all these years? Just trying to save her?"

Cheng Jin suddenly felt lost, utterly exhausted.

"Brother Cheng, what are you daydreaming about? You've been thinking about this woman for so long, why don't you come over and have your fill today?" Wu Shi called out to him with a grin.

Cheng Jin hummed in response, then said, "My head suddenly hurts a little. Chief Li, could you please arrange a place for me to rest?"

Wu Shi asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that Cheng Jin didn't seem very interested in Yang Xiaoling, he was quite puzzled.

Cheng Jin waved his hand, "Nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Knowing that Wu Shi couldn't possibly understand the connection, he ignored him.

Li Deng coughed and smiled, "In that case, Vice Chief Cheng, why don't you go and rest?"

He immediately instructed two maids to take Vice Chief Cheng to a side room to rest.

Lying on the bed, Cheng Jin's heart was filled with turmoil, and memories of the past flashed through his mind. His father's desperate gaze before his death, the alluring smile of his father-in-law and mortal enemy, and his mother… her former grace, her former doting affection, her former…

"What am I doing?"

Cheng Jin cried out in his heart, "What have I been doing all this time?"

Beautiful bodies seemed to float before his eyes: the three Zhao sisters, Fang Yirong, his sister, his aunt, and… and… Cheng Jin suddenly felt a burning heat throughout his body, and his penis unconsciously began to rise.

In a daze, Cheng Jin seemed to feel gentle little hands caressing his body.

He opened his eyes, and a pair of full, beautiful breasts were pressed against him. "Little Jin, nurse…"

It was his mother's voice.

The beautiful breasts showed no signs of piercings. Cheng Jin suckled hard on his mother's nipple, the sweet milk flowing down his throat and into his body, slowly spreading, reaching every part of his body, warm and so comfortable. So delicious! Cheng Jin gripped his mother's breasts tightly with both hands, taking both nipples into his mouth and sucking hard...

"Little Jin is so good..."

his mother gently stroked his head.

"Ah..."

Cheng Jin groaned softly, so comfortable! How could it feel so good?

There were others... Cheng Jin saw many women surrounding him, all of them naked, each one stunningly beautiful. Oh, I know them all!

It's my aunt, she smiled kindly at me, sticking out her tongue and gently touching my scrotum, so comfortable... She licked it gently, slowly taking each of my testicles into her mouth...

And my sister, gently licking my erect penis, her tongue so soft, as if afraid of hurting me. "My sister is so loving..."

I thought happily, gently kneading my mother's soft and full breasts, another stream of warm milk flowing into my mouth.

And then there was Fang Yirong. She gently licked my earlobe, her two full breasts lightly brushing against my shoulder. She whispered, "Rongnu will stay by her master's side for the rest of her life and serve him well..."

Her cousin, who is also my cousin Aqi, put away her coldness, smiled sweetly at me, and shyly lowered her head, gently nestling her beautiful but naked body against me.

Of course, there were also the Zhao sisters. My Ling'er kissed my forehead, "Husband, Ling'er will always be yours. Don't abandon Ling'er..."

"I won't, Ling'er, be good..."

I cried happily in my heart, gently patting her bottom, still so smooth. My Ru Nu and Yao Nu, one on each side, leaned against my chest, their bottoms raised high, their gentle tongues roaming on my chest, so comfortable! I stroked their heads, and the two obedient slaves happily wiggled their bottoms; they were so obedient...

Hmm, someone was licking my toes, it was their mother, my mother-in-law! Haha, she and her sister, their expressions blank but very serious as they worked. The two sisters' breasts gently rubbed against my calves, their large bottoms facing me sideways. "Old Zhao's wife is so well-preserved, he must rarely pamper her!"

I chuckled lewdly...

I was so happy, my tireless penis piercing through one blissful orifice after another, forgetting day and night. The most beautiful women in the world were with me constantly, presenting their most exquisite bodies to me, serving me with the gentlest care. I was so happy!

Suddenly, someone appeared before me—my father-in-law! He said, "Ah Jin, having a good time, huh? Let me have a turn?"

Then he grabbed my mother. My mother refused, saying, "I belong to Xiao Jin," but he didn't care. He raped my mother right in front of me. My mother cried, she struggled. I jumped over to help her, but I couldn't defeat him. He laughed loudly, forcefully raping my mother. I hit him, but no matter how hard I hit him, he seemed unaffected, only laughing as he raped her.

After he finished raping my mother, she lay on the ground sobbing, and then I noticed the outlines of her body fading. I screamed and shouted, but my mother's shadow slowly disappeared until it was gone. I asked my father-in-law for my mother back, but he ignored me and went to rape my sister, laughing loudly.

I was going crazy. My beauties had all been raped by him, and then they disappeared. He was a beast, not even sparing his own three daughters, laughing all the while!

There were no more beauties before my eyes, not a single one, all gone. He disappeared too, just like my mother and the others, fading away, leaving only his lingering laughter…

I stood there alone, for a long, long time, I don't know how long…

Finally, someone approached from afar, holding a sword, pointing it at me.

“Father…”

I called out to him.

But his face was ashen, and he swung his sword at me. He cursed me: “I'll kill you, you treacherous, shameless son who recognizes a thief as your father!”

I didn't dodge, I don't know why I didn't. I only felt a cold sensation on my neck, and then my head flew off. My eyes watched as my body slowly went limp, and lots of blood, bright red blood, gushed from my neck…

I was so scared… so scared…

“Ah…”

I screamed loudly, with all my might, “Ah… ah…”

“Young Master Cheng! Young Master Cheng!”

Someone was calling me; it was a woman’s voice. Had my beauties returned?

Cheng Jin rubbed his eyes and looked closely; it was two maids. He gasped for breath, realizing he was soaking wet and sitting on the bed, panting heavily.

“It was a dream…”

Cheng Jin rubbed his eyes, glanced out the window, and saw a ray of sunset shining in, illuminating his face, which was alternating between pale and flushed.

Chapter 48 Fine Wine and Beautiful Women

In the hall of the Taihu Gang, bursts of laughter rose and fell as Gang Leader Li Deng hosted a banquet for two young envoys from the Dragon God Gang.

"My two nephews, I, Old Li, will drink this first!"

Li Deng tilted his head back and poured a full glass of wine into his mouth, swirled the empty glass in his hand, and stretched out his arm in a "please" gesture. Cheng Jin and Wu Shi exchanged a glance and drank the wine with him. Cheng

Jin, who had just had a nightmare and was drenched in sweat, was indeed very hungry. He silently stuffed down a large amount of food and wine, as if there was nothing else in front of him but food and wine, and nothing else that could concern him. He seemed completely blind to the naked woman hanging by two ropes passing through the roof beams beside the table, enduring all kinds of humiliation.

Yang Xiaoling's hands were tied behind her back and raised high above her head. Another rope was tied to her right ankle, pulling one of her feet high into the air. The poor woman's unbound left foot hung limply, her toes just touching the ground. Her legs were almost stretched into a straight line, a fierce, thick penis thrusting violently into her forced, open anus. Almost half a year had passed, and Yang Xiaoling, having been played with by that Wu fellow for an entire afternoon, was now suspended in this position, powerless to struggle. Her whole body was aching, and waves of pain radiated from her right leg, which was suspended high. Yet, her swaying body had to endure the ever-present, aroused penis from anyone in the hall.

"Come on, Ling, you bitch, give me some pleasure!"

A burly man walked up to Yang Xiaoling, grabbed her hair, and pulled her head up.

"Mmm..."

Yang Xiaoling slightly opened her eyes, opened her mouth, and took the dark, thick penis into her mouth.

"Be careful!"

The man reached down to Yang Xiaoling's breasts, playing with her two round mounds, his lower body thrusting gently, filling her small mouth with his enormous penis.

Cheng Jin stared blankly at his mother's empty eyes, then downed another glass of wine.

"Slap! Slap!"

Red handprints appeared on Yang Xiaoling's buttocks. The penis that had been inserted into her anus was now violating her vulva. The excited man slapped her round mounds, thrusting his penis deep into her uterus.

"Ugh..."

The woman, her mouth gagged, groaned in pain. Her suspended hands and right leg were almost numb, but her sensitive erogenous zones remained.

"You really hurt!"

Wu Shi laughed, reaching out to touch the inside of Yang Xiaoling's taut, suspended right leg, then suddenly twisted it hard!

"Ah!"

Yang Xiaoling instinctively screamed, but her voice was muffled by the penis in her mouth. The laughing men only heard a muffled groan and a bright red bruise on her snow-white thigh. But the woman felt a sudden twitch in her taut thigh, a sharp, throbbing pain washing over her. Yang Xiaoling knew her thigh was cramping.

But the others didn't. The penis, which was throbbing vigorously inside her vagina, was jolted open by this twitch, causing it to lose control and gushing out a gush of fluid. "Damn it, I can't take this bitch!"

He pulled up his pants, slapped Yang Xiaoling's buttocks, and withdrew.

"Ugh..."

Yang Xiaoling struggled slightly, but the slightest movement sent another sharp pain through her thigh. Amidst another round of laughter from the men, she dared not move.

"Haha! This bitch isn't satisfied with being fucked, she's even shaking her ass!"

someone mocked relentlessly.

Yang Xiaoling's face flushed crimson, whether from shame or the sheer pain in her thigh was unbearable. Her tongue was no longer under her control, only allowing the penis inside her mouth to churn and swirl.

Wu Shi wiped his mouth, spitting out the soup he hadn't swallowed yet after his earlier remark. "There's always something to satisfy her!"

The young man grabbed a chicken leg from the plate and stood up.

"Ugh..."

Yang Xiaoling caught sight of what he was holding, and her left leg, which had been hanging down, twitched slightly, as if trying to close her legs.

But of course, it was futile; the greasy chicken leg had already touched her labia. Wu Shi chuckled, "Your little hole can fit my arm, what's a chicken leg? Have some fun!"

The slippery chicken leg forced open her vaginal walls and thrust into Yang Xiaoling's equally slippery vagina.

"Mmm..."

Yang Xiaoling groaned in pain. She was being violated by a leg that belonged to either a rooster or a hen, but she was certain it was a very large chicken. The thick chicken leg forced open her recently closed vulva, pushing the semen still remaining in her vagina into her uterus.

Wu Shi stuffed the entire chicken leg into Yang Xiaoling's vagina, leaving only the very tip of the bone sticking out. He wiped the oil from his hands on her buttocks, laughed, and sat back down at the table to continue eating.

"She's not satisfied yet! Fuck her asshole!"

Wu Shi said to the guy who was enjoying Yang Xiaoling's mouth.

The man chuckled, lifted Yang Xiaoling's hair, withdrew his penis from her mouth, and moved it behind her.

As soon as Yang Xiaoling's mouth was free, she immediately began to moan. "Ling, you bitch, your legs hurt so much, have mercy on Ling, you bitch..."

The feeling of fullness in her vagina made her tremble, while the penis that was beginning to penetrate her anus made her weak. But she had no strength left, and her throbbing right leg was rapidly draining her energy.

With the thrusting of the penis in and out of her anus, Yang Xiaoling gradually lost her voice; only her weak moans and trembling left leg revealed that she was a living, breathing human being.

Cheng Jin had already drunk quite a bit, and he hadn't uttered a sound at the banquet. His gaze seemed completely fixed on the woman before him, his eyes seemingly fixed only on the abundant food and drink. With a "gulp," he downed another cup.

The penis inside Yang Xiaoling's anus was still thrusting fiercely, the men enjoying her body seemingly tireless. When he ejaculated, Yang Xiaoling felt her entire rectum fill with hot fluid. In fact, white liquid overflowed from her open anus after the penis withdrew, slowly flowing down and dripping onto the exposed chicken leg. Some of it seeped into her vagina along the leg, while some swirled around on the greasy chicken leg before dripping to the ground. Yang Xiaoling breathed softly, gently raising her face, her pitiful eyes looking at Li Deng. Perhaps, at this moment, only her master still felt pity for her.

As expected, Li Deng said, "Put her down first, take her to wash up, and come back to play later if you

want." Yang Xiaoling immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Her body, tormented all afternoon, was already exhausted, and her cramped right leg was still twitching incessantly. She didn't care how these two little devils from the Dragon God Gang would torture her later; being able to catch her breath was good enough.

Unexpectedly, someone disagreed. Wu Shi said, "Wait a minute!"

He stood up with a grin, walked forward, and gently stroked her cramped thigh that was hanging down. The touch of his palm was very gentle, and Yang Xiaoling suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, and her swaying body trembled slightly.

His palm slowly moved closer to her thigh, and Wu Shi laughed, "What are you trembling about? Are you scared?"

He dug his fingers into her vagina and pinched the penis.

Yang Xiaoling closed her eyes and began to moan softly again, the penis that filled her vagina now spinning in circles. Beads of cold sweat trickled down her pale cheeks, slowly gathering into a large droplet on her chin.

Wu Shi, gleefully grabbing a chicken leg, thrust it wildly back and forth inside Yang Xiaoling's vagina, watching with delight as her beautiful body trembled with each movement. Finally, he suddenly yanked the chicken leg out with a "plop," and a thin stream flowed from Yang Xiaoling's vagina as the obstruction was removed. The once reddish-yellow chicken leg was now covered in white, sticky fluid.

Wu Shi sniffed the chicken leg and laughed, "This bitch really enjoys it, haha!"

He held the chicken leg in front of Yang Xiaoling, saying, "Watching us eat, you must be drooling, you little bitch, huh? Young Master will pamper you, eat this, and I'll put you down! Haha!"

Without another word, he shoved the spiked chicken leg to Yang Xiaoling's lips.

Yang Xiaoling didn't even look, taking a small bite. The taste of semen was familiar to her, as was the taste of her own bodily fluids. Yang Xiaoling was indeed starving, but she had no appetite whatsoever; all she wanted now was a long sleep.

However, she had no choice but to eat, and she swallowed the meat in her mouth with difficulty.

Wu Shi's other hand vigorously kneaded Yang Xiaoling's breasts, making the bells hanging from her nipples jingle. "You want the young master to feed you? You've got quite the nerve, you bitch!" He

casually pointed to a servant: "You feed this bitch."

He handed her the chicken leg, then slapped Yang Xiaoling's bare buttocks with a "smack," before sitting back down at the table.

Li Deng glanced at Wu Shi and instructed the servants, "Put her down when she's finished eating."

Turning to Yang Xiaoling, he said, "Eat up! This is a reward from Young Master Wu!"

He turned back with a grin, offering toasts to Cheng Jin and Wu Shi.

Wu Shi watched the bitch obediently eat his chicken leg and couldn't help but laugh heartily. Then he asked Li Deng, "How did Chief Li teach this bitch to obey? Teach me a couple of moves!"

Li Deng laughed, "Have you two heard of my lineage?"

Cheng Jin suddenly stopped drinking and looked up at Li Deng. Wu Shi shook his head.

Li Deng smiled at Cheng Jin and said, "Then do you two know about the lineage of the Yang Xiaoling sisters?"

Cheng Jin remained silent. Wu Shi said, "Their martial arts seem to be family-inherited, right?"

Li Deng laughed, "The Yang family of Jiangnan has been famous for over a hundred years, and their ancestral rule is to pass on skills to sons, not daughters. But by the fifth generation, Yang Qingzhen, they could no longer produce sons, only two daughters..."

Wu Shi interrupted, "Yang Qingzhen? That's this bitch's father, isn't he?"

Li Deng nodded, "Yang Qingzhen himself was a peerless martial artist, but seeing that he had no successor, he adopted an orphan as his son, taught him martial arts, hoping to pass on his mantle..."

Cheng Jin stared intently at Li Deng, his eyes bloodshot. Wu Shi said, "Then...then...the martial arts of those two bitch sisters..."

Li Deng took a sip of wine and said, "Who knew that after the orphan studied for two years, Yang Qingzhen and his wife began to dislike him, saying that he was not cut out for martial arts. In the end, they still decided to break the rules of the sect and pass on all their martial arts to the two women. The poor orphan was neglected from then on and became a servant in their household! In the end, they didn't even recognize their own son, only recognizing the orphan as their disciple."

"When the orphan turned sixteen, seeing his martial arts skills declining day by day compared to the two girls, and with no hope for the future, he decided to take a desperate gamble. One day, while Yang Qingzhen was out, he drugged his master's wife and stole the Yang family's martial arts manual."

Cheng Jin stared at Li Deng and slowly said, "How do you know all this so clearly?"

Wu Shi suddenly exclaimed, "You're that orphan? Then...then...this bitch is your junior sister?"

Li Deng smiled slightly and said, "No, she's my senior sister. Yang Xiangling is my junior sister."

Wu Shi laughed, "No wonder our leader said you have some connection with those sisters...hehe, why didn't you take advantage of the drug you used to rape her? Haha!"

Li Deng said, "My teacher's wife is truly a stunning beauty. It's a pity I was too timid back then; I only secretly grabbed her breasts. Haha, they were so bouncy! No less beautiful than her two daughters."

Wu Shi laughed heartily, regretting not having seized the opportunity to sleep with Ling's mother.

Yang Xiaoling silently ate her chicken leg, only glancing at them slightly when their loud conversation insulted her own mother. Cheng Jin clearly saw a flash of anger in her eyes this time, and he downed another cup of wine.

Finally finishing the chicken leg, Yang Xiaoling was led into the inner room by two men. Cheng Jin then silently began to drink again.

Wu Shi, still not satisfied, kept asking, "Why didn't Chief Li propose to your master back then? You would have been incredibly lucky to marry any of his daughters! Haha!"

Li Deng shook his head with a wry smile, then suddenly lifted his shirt, revealing a scar on his shoulder, and said, "This is the sword Yang Xiaoling used to stab me. She called me a toad when she stabbed me! Hehe!"

Wu Shi laughed, "Now I know why Chief Li was so determined to pay such a high price to get that half-dead bitch Ling from our Chief Zhao! If it were me, I would definitely get revenge and vent my anger! Haha!"

He also took a big gulp of wine.

Chapter 49 Humiliation of

a Child Wu Shi excitedly talked about how the Dragon God Gang had brutally ravaged Yang Xiaoling back then, comparing her body with that of her sister and daughter. "Chief Li, you don't know, but we recently caught that bitch Ling's daughter! Haha, that girl is also a stunning beauty.

" Li Deng stroked his beard and smiled, "Really?" "I know that girl, she's not even twenty yet, right? You're lucky, hehe. My master's wife was once the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, revered by everyone like a goddess, but who would have thought her descendants would all become prostitutes! Brother Zhao, you're really lucky with women!" Cheng Jin's

expression changed slightly, he raised a cup of wine and stood up, saying, "This nephew toasts Chief Li! I heard that woman was so powerful, yet Chief Li managed to subdue her, this nephew is truly impressed!"

Wu Shi echoed, "Yes, Chief Li is truly amazing, please teach this junior a couple of moves."

Li Deng chuckled, took a sip of wine, and said, "Actually, it's very simple. You all know that Ling Nu has another son, right? Her precious darling."

Cheng Jin's heart pounded, he hummed in agreement and slowly sat down.

Li Deng continued, "Eight years ago, I heard that something happened at Chunhua Gate, and I was worried about this woman, so I went to see it, but only ruins remained." "I just searched through the ruins..."

Wu Shi interjected, "I'm afraid Chief Li won't find much of value. Our Chief Zhao ransacked the place, haha!"

Li Deng laughed, "I guessed back then that it was mostly Brother Zhao who did it. What's left after he cleared it out? Hehe! I wasn't looking for money. I was looking for things Brother Zhao wouldn't care about. Just some of her son's personal clothes and keepsakes."

Wu Shi said, "That kid should have died back then, right? What's the use of finding these things?"

Li Deng laughed, "Die? Who saw him? As long as it can't be proven that he's dead, his mother won't believe he's dead. You don't understand this."

Wu Shi nodded as if he understood, but Cheng Jin remained indifferent, only focusing on drinking.

Li Deng said, "Since she doesn't want to believe her son is dead, then I'll be a good person and find her son a safe place to raise him, as a way of repaying her parents for raising him." "Those clothes and tokens are the evidence, understand?"

Wu Shi asked in astonishment, "Chief Li is really capable, finding that kid. That kid really isn't dead? Does that mean that bitch Ling will offer herself to me?"

Cheng Jin's face grew increasingly ugly, and he suddenly turned around and cursed, "You stupid pig! That was to trick that woman into submitting, to let her know that her son's life and death are in my hands. If you don't obediently listen to me and let me play with you, I'll use your son as an example! Understand!"

Suddenly, he picked up the wine jar on the table and poured it into his mouth, splashing wine onto his front and soaking a large area.

Li Deng laughed and said, "Deputy Chief Cheng is indeed a young hero, a promising young man! Nephew Wu, if you had seen the look on her face when she saw those things and begged me, you would understand. Haha! Don't even mention just opening her legs for me to fuck, she would have done it even if I told her to eat shit, hehe! Many people can come up with this method, it's not difficult to do and it works." "Your Chief Zhao was too hasty and ruthless. If you had held back and not touched her daughter, you might have made her submit long ago. You could have waited until she was slowly becoming wanton before taking both mother and daughter at once!"

The wine jar was empty. Cheng Jin, his hand on the table, panted, "Chief Li, you're really something! You've been lying for seven or eight years! She only saw those filthy things, never the person. Why didn't she suspect anything?"

Li Deng laughed, "That's called 'better safe than sorry.' You've never been a parent, so you wouldn't understand. I 'reported' her son's situation to her every two or three months, so she had no choice but to believe me. Besides, I used a combination of kindness and severity. I let her rest and give birth while she was pregnant. You might not believe it, but I didn't have sex with her until more than a year after she came to me, and I even made her rest for three months after giving birth."

Cheng Jin said gravely, "Hmm! Because you've got another trump card to threaten her!" Li

Deng laughed heartily, praising his cleverness. Cheng Jin

felt a deep bitterness in his heart; the alcohol made his eyes red, and tears almost welled up. Fortunately, Li Deng and Wu Shi had drunk enough and were quite talkative. Li Deng became particularly excited when talking about how Yang Xiaoling went from being numbly raped to gradually becoming inseparable from men's penises: "She used to be like a dead fish, but now, the slightest touch makes her wet down there. When she's being fucked, she moans and cries, forgetting who she is. Haha, I'm really good at playing with women!"

Wu Shi repeatedly praised his nephew, asking for his advice on training women.

Li Deng laughed, "That's hard to say. When you have time, I'll find a woman and show her! Let her enjoy what it feels like to be fucked, and everything will be easy. You've only learned how to torment women from Old Zhao, haha!" Cheng

Jin listened silently to their loud conversation, already having made up his mind. He continued drinking and eating, and by the time the feast was cleared away, all three were quite drunk. Wu Shi, his lust raging, again insisted on going to play with the prostitute Ling.

When he saw his mother again, it was in the same room. Yang Xiaoling had clearly just finished bathing; her hair was still wet, and she knelt on the floor, looking haggard, awaiting her master's arrival. She was still completely naked, a feather stuck in her high, upturned buttocks, just like when he had seen his sister. Cheng Jin felt a pang of sorrow, looking at his mother, and silently cried out, "Mother! I've wronged you!"

Upon seeing Yang Xiaoling, Wu Shi let out a strange cry, pounced on her, and grabbed her body, groping her wildly, repeatedly saying, "Ling, you prostitute, lick my cock, quick! I can't hold back anymore!" Yang Xiaoling responded softly, "

Yes," and unzipped his pants, opening her small mouth to gently take his already erect penis inside.

Li Deng smiled slightly, stepped closer, removed the object from Yang Xiaoling's anus, and rubbed her buttocks up and down with his palm, occasionally flicking her perineum. Yang Xiaoling moaned softly, her buttocks swaying slowly, responding to her master's play.

Li Deng smiled at Cheng Jin, lightly stroking her genitals with his finger, then beckoning it to Cheng Jin, laughing, "Look, it's completely wet."

Cheng Jin stared blankly at his mother's snow-white body swaying seductively, the erotic dream he had just had resurfacing in his mind. "If I could really live like that for a few years, even if I were to be chopped in half by Father's sword in the end, I would die without regret."

His penis stood up again uncontrollably. "As long as I get rid of Old Zhao, the world will be mine! What am I hesitating for?" "My mother and the others will be very happy too!"

Seeing Li Deng gesturing for him to enjoy the beautiful body, Cheng Jin slowly squatted down. A round, plump buttocks swayed gently towards him, and a long, thin slit below was already wet with vaginal fluid, a silver ring dangling there swaying as if beckoning him.

"Hoo!"

The hard penis shoved in, and the woman beneath him let out a soft "Ah!" He smacked Wu Shi on the head: "Don't worry about being a slut! Serve your master properly!"

The woman hummed in agreement, licking the penis in her mouth with smacking sounds, constantly emitting melodious moans.

The tight vaginal opening gripped Cheng Jin's penis tightly. Although he couldn't count how many penises had entered this vaginal opening, it was still as tight as a virgin's. Extreme pleasure, mixed with the effects of the alcohol, surged to his head, and Cheng Jin couldn't help but groan comfortably. "So good, truly lives up to its reputation..."

Cheng Jin gently thrust his penis in and out, just like he had done to his sister that night. He could feel the woman beneath him also enjoying his penis, her alluring vagina gently clenching and unclenching in rhythm with his thrusts.

Yang Xiaoling swallowed the semen in her mouth. Wu Shi, still sitting in front of her after his pleasure, played with her hair with one hand and her breasts with the other, teasing her master about her lewdness. But she paid no heed; she could feel the unusual tenderness of the man raping her from behind. The feeling of being loved, which she hadn't experienced in a long time, suddenly seemed to return—a feeling that seemed so distant!

"Ah..."

She no longer concealed anything, releasing the incomparable pleasure in her body with unbridled joy. Her beautiful moans were like singing.

"Will there still be anyone in this world who is good to me?"

Immersed in lust, Yang Xiaoling had no time to think about this question. Hot semen erupted inside her like cannonballs, wave after wave. Suddenly, a surge of ecstasy enveloped her body, and the woman cried, moaning with pleasure and sobbing softly.

"Chief Li, regarding the matter you entrusted to our chief, as long as you agree to one thing, I will agree on behalf of Chief Zhao! As long as Chief Zhao informs me, I guarantee your gang will be safe and sound."

Cheng Jin caught his breath, composed himself, and said to Li Deng.

"Haha! I knew long ago that Vice Chief Cheng was a young hero, loyal and righteous! I've made you my friend! Tell me, if my gang can do it, I'll pluck the moon from the sky for you, my dear nephew!"

Li Deng was overjoyed, thinking that the honey trap had indeed worked. Since it concerned the survival of the Taihu Gang, he had to agree to whatever demand came his way.

"I want to take this woman and that little girl with me!"

Cheng Jin said slowly, word by word, staring intently at Li Deng, his heart pounding. He had to rescue his mother no matter what; she was mine!

Li Deng was taken aback. This request was both reasonable and unexpected. He had thought Cheng Jin would make some harsh demand, like making the Taihu Gang an affiliated gang of the Dragon God Gang, but unexpectedly, he only wanted two people! "I knew all of Old Zhao's men were lecherous old men, why did I let them see her?"

Thinking of all the effort he'd put into Yang Xiaoling and her daughter over the years, he felt a pang of heartache and regret.

But before he could think of an excuse, Yang Xiaoling screamed in terror, "No! Master! I don't want to go to the Dragon God Gang, I want to serve you!"

She'd been so confused that she'd forgotten this young man was from the Dragon God Gang. The Dragon God Gang! She trembled at the mere mention of the name.

Wu Shi hadn't expected Cheng Jin to make such a request, but it suited him perfectly. He laughed, "What are you yelling about? Wouldn't it be better to go back and reunite with your sister and daughter? And your niece, Aqi! Haha!"

Hearing about her sister and daughter, Yang Xiaoling's face darkened, and she lowered her head, sobbing softly. Suddenly, he looked up at Cheng Jin and asked, "Are they alright?"

Wu Shi interjected, "Of course they're alright! They're fed by many men every day. I just finished them off yesterday, and they were begging for mercy. Why don't you go back and keep them company? Haha!"

Cheng Jin glared at him, watching his mother sobbing on the ground, muttering, "I don't want to go back there... Master, please don't abandon me!" He

felt another pang of heartache.

Li Deng's mind raced with hundreds of ideas, unsure what to say. He murmured, "Well, this... this... Vice Chief Cheng has spoken, so I should obey... but..."

He noticed Cheng Jin's somewhat dazed look and his mind raced. He thought to himself that this kid was just relying on his connections and didn't need to obey him blindly. He could try to bargain with him. "But this woman and that girl have taken a lot of my effort, and Vice Chief Cheng is just asking for a word..."

He paused, looking at Cheng Jin's response.

Cheng Jin, already feeling guilty, was further annoyed by the woman's pleas on the ground. He glanced back at Wu Shi and asked, "What does Chief Li intend to do?"

Seeing Li Deng pacing in the room, unsure whether he would agree, he was burning with anxiety.

Yang Xiaoling was still sobbing on the ground. Cheng Jin squatted down and whispered in her ear, "Don't make a sound. I'll take you to see your son. Don't let anyone know!"

Yang Xiaoling looked up at him suspiciously, her crying immediately ceasing. Cheng Jin, feigning nonchalance, stood up with his hands behind his back and asked Li Deng, "Chief Li, what do you say?"

Li Deng thought that these two little lechers were clearly after Yang Xiaoling; he couldn't refuse them. However, the thought of his carefully crafted little slave girl being wasted was truly unbearable. He immediately said, "This woman is what Vice Chief Cheng likes, so I'll gladly offer her up. As for that little girl, I'm afraid you two nephews aren't quite ready yet. Let her grow up a few years, then I'll invite you two to enjoy her to your heart's content, how about that?"

Cheng Jin only wanted to take his mother away; he didn't really care about his bastard sister, who had been raised so badly, only wanting to help her out of blood ties. Hearing Li Deng's words, he was about to agree.

But Wu Shi was quicker: "If you don't take her away, at least let me deflower her now." He

thought to himself, "This old man needs my help now; if I don't take advantage of him now, when will I?"

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