【Lord of the Fallen】(Episodes 1-5) Author: Shuojianmu Hetu Shitime

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【The King of Depravity】

Author: Shuojian
Publisher: Hetu Culture

【Volume 1: My Wish】Chapter 1: My Ideal and Reality

I am a rotten person! A really, really rotten person!

I'm lazy; I'd rather lie down than sit, and sit than stand.

I'm lecherous, and I'm full of bad ideas.

I'm proficient in everything from eating and drinking to gambling and whoring. I started peeping at female teachers in the bathroom in elementary school. In junior high, I got a quiet, timid girl sitting next to me drunk, and that's how I lost my virginity.

Then, that girl obediently followed me until I got tired of her, dumped her, and started messing around with other girls.

But unfortunately, the girls I messed around with weren't very pretty; they were just a bit flirtatious.

Because I had no money, and I wasn't the type of girl those girls liked.

Every time I went to a new school, there would be new school beauties and class beauties, and I would look at them with a very expectant yet lewd gaze; at that time, I couldn't help but crane my neck, widen my eyes, and keep swallowing my saliva. That feeling always made me feel like a toad.

Unfortunately, none of these class beauties or school beauties were for me. It wasn't that I pursued them and they rejected me; rather, their looks and my competition made me hesitate. I remember one girl who signed up for the school band with me. Me, so bad, so short, so underdeveloped, standing in front of her, I wasn't even as tall as her, like a timid yet trying-to-be-cool quail. The teacher told us to sing, and I sang like a crow cawing at a funeral, but I always thought I sang about the same as Jacky Cheung.

However, the white-haired teacher didn't even listen to me sing. He casually waved me off, then looked at the angelic, fair-skinned girl with affection and said, "Let me think about it. Playing the trumpet is too tiring and doesn't look good. How about you play the saxophone?"

Good heavens, that's exactly what I signed up for that day, and hundreds of people did too. We all thought playing the saxophone was cool. Even though I didn't even know how many keys a saxophone had.

And that girl was Zhang Yun, the school beauty at the time, the dream girl of every boy, including me.

I had a crush on her for years, even while I was secretly in love with her and ruining other girls, I never dared to confess my feelings to her because she was too beautiful, and I lacked the confidence.

It was then that I realized I was a pathetic, insecure wretch. My swagger and arrogance only appeared in front of my parents, relatives, my timid and obedient girlfriend, and some people even weaker than me.

Real villains are upright and indomitable, ruthless killers, and radiant figures. To put it bluntly, they have guts.

But I have no guts. A lazy, swindling, cheating, gambling, and womanizing scoundrel like me is still alive only because I have no guts, because I'm cowardly.

Ninety percent of those bold and courageous people have been shot and are now kings in the underworld. The remaining ten percent are on earth, wielding power and spending money like water, possessing the most beautiful women—it makes me so envious it makes my stomach hurt.

Many people don't understand why my honest parents could have given birth to such a scumbag like me. Were they so utterly useless that they produced such an arrogant and troublesome child to balance things out? But in society, in front of those powerful people, I'm even more pathetic than my father!

Of course, I wasn't born to these parents; who my parents are, only God knows.

I couldn't get into a good high school, so my farming parents begged and borrowed money everywhere to pay an exorbitant school construction fee to get me into a prestigious high school. Honestly, looking at their disappointed eyes and the deep wrinkles on their faces, I was moved for about half an hour, and felt I had to study hard.

But only for half an hour. After arriving at school, I continued my dissolute life. Throughout high school, I constantly asked for money, then used it to chase girls, drink—basically, I did everything a bad student could do.

My grades were pretty good in all high school exams. Because I bribed high-achieving classmates, I could cheat on every exam.

So, every time my father looked at my report card with a happy expression, my guilt lessened.

Until the college entrance exam, I couldn't cheat because everyone else wouldn't let me copy, no matter how much I bribed them. So, I got a shameful score, several hundred points away from the worst university I could get.

Then, I forged a medical certificate and told my parents I was sick with a fever of 40 degrees Celsius during the exam period.

My parents couldn't accept it, so they borrowed money to send me to an expensive retake class.

In the retake class, I didn't mess around with girls, not because I changed, but because those girls were so ugly. So, I started tricking girls into sleeping with me online. Of course, many times, I was the one who got tricked.

Those who agreed to video chat naked with me stopped after I transferred the money.

I repeated a year like this, and when I took the college entrance exam again, I don't know what kind of luck I had, but the girl in front of me had super good grades and was also very timid. Under my threats and intimidation, she finally let me cheat, and I cheated on every exam, except for the essay questions which were too tiring to copy.

I immediately patted my chest and told my dad that getting into a top university was no problem. So when filling out my college application, I wrote down East China University, which is known for having the most beautiful women in China.

But when the results came out, I was stunned. It was even more humiliating than the last exam.

I refused to believe it. I had copied everything perfectly! Why did she get into Peking University while I only scored less than 200 points (out of 750)?

I spent some money to check my score, but they couldn't find any mistakes.

Later, I found a clue. Because the answer sheets were different depending on whether the exam number was odd or even. One was vertical, the other horizontal. I had the horizontal one, and I had completely copied the vertical answers. No wonder I was doomed.

At that moment, I forgot my parents' expressions and gazes. Because I wasn't afraid of them; we had already crossed a line.

What could they do to me? Hit me? They could

n't beat me. Abandon me, ignore me? I'm their son, I'm not even an adult yet, I'll sue them in court.

And I didn't feel particularly guilty, because I had known a secret since I was very young, and that's when I started my downward spiral.

They were responsible parents; they scraped together a lot of money to send me to an extremely expensive private university.

I was always puzzled. My parents weren't exactly good at making money, so how could they borrow so much? I suspected that it was the first time they'd ever seen so much money after they got it.

But I didn't need to worry about that; money in my hands was money.

I was poor, but that would be embarrassing at school, so I pretended to be rich. I couldn't afford real designer brands, so I bought fake ones. I bragged to people about how big my parents' business was, and then asked them for money under various pretexts.

Basically, my parents would give it to me. However, they almost never called or contacted me.

When I went home for holidays, they ignored me, didn't speak to me, and looked at me with disgust and indifference.

They ignored me, and I didn't want to ignore them either. So from that time on, I never went back to that poor, run-down home.

After I graduated from university, they stopped sending me money. I called to confront them, but the phone number was no longer in service. I didn't go home for years, indulging in a life of debauchery, and even forgot the way home.

But I knew that even if I went home, I wouldn't get any money back. Those two old bastards loathed me and didn't want anything to do with me anymore. They had fulfilled their legal obligations to me by supporting me until I graduated from university, and they wanted to sever all ties with me.

So, I started looking for a job. As a graduate of a lousy university, there weren't any good positions waiting for me; I was basically stuck in sales.

That kind of work is inhuman—it's exhausting and pays very little. For example, I once worked at a clothing company where the basic salary was 800 yuan a month, which is about 100 US dollars. I had to report to the company at 8 a.m. every day and then go out and sell their clothes to every store; I got a 5% commission on every item sold.

I couldn't be bothered with that kind of awful work, so after reporting to the company, I would go straight back to my rented room to surf the internet and fool around with girls.

So, that idiotic company made me collect three months' salary for nothing and then fired me. As a result, I changed jobs seven or eight times in a year.

Even those illegal pyramid schemes fired me. This was unheard of. Those pyramid schemes desperately lure unsuspecting people into joining them, then withhold their ID cards and hire thugs to keep them under surveillance. During the day, they make them sell illegal products, and at night they're kept under house arrest like prisoners. Once you join an illegal pyramid scheme, escaping is virtually impossible.

To them, everyone who joins is a huge asset, prey to be sucked dry, and absolutely cannot be let go. But even these pyramid schemes that treat people like their own lives fired me, showing how utterly despised and hopeless I was.

However, my current job is pretty good; I work in advertising planning at a legitimate company, and I sit in an office with dignity, moving around in a magnificent building.

Although my monthly salary is only a little over two thousand yuan, about three hundred US dollars, it's already higher than the average salary of a recent college graduate, especially considering I graduated from a diploma mill.

Of course, I didn't find this job myself; my girlfriend found it for me through a friend of a friend.

Our current apartment was also rented with her help. However, we rarely talk now, and we rarely sleep together anymore.

It's not that she's not pretty; she's quite good-looking. I've even forgotten how I tricked her into staying with me for two years. I've also forgotten how we started; it's like a girl just appeared out of nowhere, doing my laundry, cooking for me, paying my rent, and sleeping with me.

But constantly sleeping with the same woman is really annoying. Yet, I can't really live without her; it's so frustrating!

"Why is it porridge and fried dough sticks for breakfast again today? You know I like sandwiches," I said angrily, slamming down my bowl and chopsticks, spilling the porridge all over the table.

My girlfriend walked over with her head down, gently wiped the table clean with a cloth, and after clearing away the dishes, she said softly, "We don't have much money left."

"How can you not have money?" I exclaimed, unable to contain my anger.

"My mother is sick, and the treatment cost seven thousand yuan. I also borrowed three thousand yuan from a colleague." My girlfriend seemed afraid of me, her voice becoming even softer.

"Then how will we manage this month's living expenses? The rent is due this month, what are we going to do?" I was going crazy; if I couldn't pay

the rent, I'd be kicked out. My girlfriend's head seemed to droop to her chest, her voice barely a whisper: "You just got paid two weeks ago, could you use that to cover the rent? Although it's not enough, we can try to reason with him and pay for one month first. Maybe, just maybe next month, I'll have the money and pay you back." "

My salary is all gone! What a load of crap!" I wasn't lying; that two thousand yuan had been drunk by a beautiful woman at the bar.

Imagine a super sexy, super alluring woman walks up to you and asks, "Can you buy me a drink?"

Could you refuse? You couldn't! So, in a moment of lust and infatuation, I ordered the most expensive drink, and then a month's salary was gone.

The worst part is, I didn't even touch that woman's finger the entire time—I was completely ripped off.

Looking at my girlfriend standing in front of me, head down, I couldn't even see her face clearly; I was completely speechless. A wave of frustration washed over me. I glanced at the digital clock on the wall—it was almost eight.

I had to hurry to work. My performance was already poor; I was just coasting along at the company. If I was late, my supervisor would probably notice me, and if they discovered I was incompetent and had a bunch of bad habits, they'd definitely fire me.

These days, sitting in an office with computers and air conditioning every day, earning a little over two thousand a month, and having so many beautiful women to look at—such a good job is hard to find! If I lost it, I'd regret it terribly. I may be lazy, but I'm not stupid.

What's more, if I lose this job, I won't even have food to eat, and I might not even have a place to live.

My parents at home hate me so much now, it's like they don't exist. Whether they're even here now is another question.

I have no one to rely on!
[Episode 1: My Wish] Chapter 2: Desperate

"Oh! Our white-collar worker is up early!" As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the company building, the security guard at the door teased me.

My superiors don't know my work ability, but my subordinates know it perfectly well. It's just that I'm good at getting along with everyone, and everyone flatters me, so I can still manage to stay.

It's just that these people aren't very polite to me. Even the lowest-ranking security guard often makes fun of me.

I'm filled with rage. In my mind, I've already dismembered these two trashy security guards with a knife and gang-raped their women again and again.

"Laugh, laugh at your mother's ass! How many lovers have ravaged your wife back in the countryside? Didn't you see your cuckold's horns are practically blue?" I cursed inwardly, but my face beamed with a smile. I pulled out a pack of cigarettes, offered two to the two security guards, and said, "Brother Wang, Brother Li, you've worked hard! God! I've been thinking, this company could lose a hundred useless people like me without a problem. But people like Brother Wang and Brother Li, you don't notice them usually, but once they're gone, it's a disaster."

"Then give me half your salary to spend," a fat security guard patted my face.

I wanted to chop off his paws and feed them to the dogs. I laughed and said, "Don't worry, Brother Wang, I'll buy you a good bottle of wine next month when I get my salary."

Then, I quickly went into the company. That smiling face instantly turned into a deathly grimace.

That's pretty much how I survived my job.

How the hell am I living such a pathetic life!

Annoyed, I stepped into the elevator, and an enticing fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

I looked up, and sure enough, it was Tang Tang. Instantly, I was ablaze with desire.

Damn, this woman is stunning! Not just in the entire company, but even among all the white-collar women in this office building—despite being considered a plethora of beauties—she's absolutely the most beautiful!

Mention Tang Tang, and everyone in these hundreds, even thousands, of companies and hundreds of thousands of people knows her.

However, unlike in novels, there wasn't a line of suitors stretching from the company gate to the police station (about a kilometer).

Unless you were a director, earned less than 20,000 a month, owned a house, or had a car, you wouldn't even dare to say hello.

There was this department manager who was incredibly arrogant, bringing her flowers every day and even picking her up from work in a Honda.

But when he saw over a dozen luxury cars parked there, the cheapest being a BMW, all there to pick her up for Christmas,

he immediately slunk away, much to the amusement of the two security guards at the gate.

I was self-aware enough to know my place with this kind of woman. It didn't matter how much I fantasized about her, but I absolutely couldn't show it. If I did, I'd be fired, because our president's son was also pursuing Tang Tang.

So, at this moment, while my heart was filled with filth, my face remained impeccably gentlemanly.

"Good morning, Manager Tang!"

I greeted her respectfully, then focused on my own desires.

This woman's face was too perfect; a man absolutely couldn't look at her too much. How firm her breasts were, how round her buttocks were, how long her legs were! If I were to be squeezed between them, it would be unbearable! Especially those two red lips, burning like fire, filling me with a burning desire to kiss them.

Just thinking about it made my whole body tremble, and my penis was also stirring. Luckily, my legs were tightly closed, otherwise it would have definitely gotten erect.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" A long beep interrupted my lewd thoughts. I looked up.

How come the elevator, which was empty just a moment ago, was now packed with people, mostly men?

Why didn't anyone ride the other elevators? Why did they all choose this one?

They're all lecherous bastards! I cursed angrily. I arrived early, so standing next to Tang Tang was normal. Those

who squeezed in after me definitely had ulterior motives.

"The elevator is overloaded. Those who came in later will wait for the next one, or take another elevator," Tang Tang said crisply, frowning slightly.

But no one wanted to get out. Instead, many eyes turned towards me, even Tang Tang's.

"I was here first, why should I leave? Do you think I'm easy to bully?!" I was furious. But when Tang Tang looked over, I suddenly felt shorter, perhaps because she was quite tall.

"Fine, you guys go first, I'll take the next one!" I smiled and walked out of the elevator with feigned nonchalance.

Actually, I was bleeding inside! Damn it, the elevator was so crowded, what if someone pushed me from behind, and my dick would be eyeing Tang Tang's round, perky butt!

Damn it! Damn it! I punched those men in the face with my fists, until they were bloody and mangled, when the elevator came down again.

I sat down at my desk, doing nothing.

Our company has a lot of money, so we can afford to keep a lot of idle people; and I have a jack-of-all-trades position, I can do anything, or I can do nothing.

I can do ordinary things like organizing files and documents. When faced with troublesome tasks, especially the more specialized advertising planning and data processing, I would delegate them to colleagues in different groups. Then, I would tirelessly speak highly of him to my superiors and others, making it difficult for him to refuse. This eventually became a habit.

When I watched the movie "The Warlords," some people criticized the general of the Kui Battalion for doing nothing but collecting rewards and living a life of luxury. Meanwhile, Li Lianjie's character, Pang Qingyun, fought fiercely but was ultimately killed. They called the screenwriter trash, asking how such a situation could occur.

Those who criticize are fools. People like Hu Qingkui of the Kui Battalion would never lack food or money. Even if he was incompetent and had no achievements, as long as he loyally served his master and acted like a lackey, he would never lack food. After all, the master who fed him didn't have to pay for it himself; it was the emperor and empress dowager who provided the money. What's wrong with having such an obedient servant?

Besides, the emperor and empress dowager didn't know Hu Qingkui was useless, and even if they did, what difference would it make? That money doesn't belong to them; it belongs to the people. What's wrong with using the people's hard-earned money to support an obedient servant? As for the people's lives, what does it matter as long as they don't rebel?

As for Pang Qingyun, you were so capable, coming to steal my job with such arrogance from the start, yet you didn't obediently line up here. How could I trust you? A few slanderous words, and you were killed. The Empress Dowager and the Emperor felt it was a pity, but what use are you now that the war is over? How could I allow you to offend those powerful figures in the court and disrupt the balance of power? So Pang Qingyun was doomed.

Pang Qingyun was truly a fool! After the war, he should have gone to pay homage to a powerful figure and found a promising leader to serve. If he didn't want to serve, he should have firmly grasped military power, and even if the court wanted to kill three tigers, he shouldn't have, and he should have protected his right-hand men. To make the imperial court wary, at that time the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom had just been destroyed, and the country was teetering on the brink of collapse. This old scoundrel was afraid of dying and fighting. Seeing that he held military power and was very tough, they would naturally compromise.

This path is difficult; not everyone can be a warlord. Only when there are many warlords can one become a warlord.

I understand these principles very well, so all I need to do is hold onto my department manager; as long as he thinks it's good to have me as a submissive, I can keep this job. Anyway, it's the big boss who pays my salary, not him.

I turned on my computer, went to the QQ page, and started looking for women again.

I had just hooked up with a flirtatious woman when suddenly a round of clapping sounded.

"Everyone, put down your work." Hearing this voice, I immediately stood up and gave the person a respectful look.

Because the speaker was my benefactor, Zhang Qian, the department manager of the planning department, a middle-aged man who was almost forty years old.

Amidst the disdainful glances of the crowd, I pulled out a chair for Zhang Qian, then solicitously brewed a cup of tea, blew on it, and handed it to him.

Zhang Qian was clearly not one to be courteous; he didn't react to my attentiveness, neither sitting in the chair I offered nor drinking the tea.

Logically, I should have been quite resentful and refused to serve him next time.

But that would have been a huge mistake. Even though he neither sat nor drank, his feelings were entirely different if I hadn't brought him a chair or brewed tea.

Besides, I didn't actually intend for him to drink the tea; I just wanted him to see me making it.

He was a department manager, with a moderate amount of power.

While his colleagues were respectful, they weren't obsequious; they were all quite arrogant. Therefore, my presence made Zhang Qian feel very comfortable, even if he didn't necessarily value me highly.

"I'm here today to tell everyone that this is our last day working together!" Zhang Qian said with a broad smile. "Over this time, we've experienced..."

I couldn't listen to what he was about to say; his words struck me like a thunderbolt. He was being transferred from the department, and a new manager would be coming.

If a serious manager came, I'd be packing my bags.

"Manager Tang Tang will be taking over my work shortly. I hope everyone will cooperate with her," Zhang Qian continued.

Another wave of excitement washed over me, because the stunningly beautiful Tang Tang was coming to my department! I could see her all the time, and maybe even sneak a peek at her underwear under her skirt when she wasn't looking. But

my excitement was short-lived; a chill ran through me.

Tang Tang was known throughout the company for her iron fist, intolerant of any wrongdoing. Those

with poor performance or weak work skills had no chance of survival in her department.

"Where will Manager Zhang go? I'm used to working with you; I really won't be able to get used to you leaving," I quickly pledged my loyalty to Zhang Qian.

"I'll be in charge of managing the branch office in the southeast," Zhang Qian said smugly.

He had been promoted, and his power had increased considerably; I wondered if he could take me with him.

I thought I'd made myself clear, but he hadn't given a response.

"Could I go with you? It's an unfamiliar place, and I'm afraid you won't have any familiar subordinates to help you with the small tasks," I quickly clarified, my expression becoming even more respectful.

"No need!" Zhang Qian patted my shoulder and said, "Manager Tang Tang's work ability far surpasses mine. You can learn a lot under her."

After saying that, Zhang Qian walked out directly, ignoring me.

Did Zhang Qian really not care about me at all? He went to the branch office to become a regional leader, and couldn't even take me with him. If he took me with him, I would definitely be more grateful to him and more loyal! Did

he think I was too worthless, not even qualified to be a slave?

No, I need to think this through today. After work, I'll cater to his preferences, give him gifts, help him deceive beautiful women, or even help him frame the company's rivals—anything to make him change his mind.

I spent the whole morning thinking like this, when suddenly I felt my penis getting hard. I realized that I hadn't urinated this morning because I was angry.

I've heard that holding in urine too much can cause uremia, and I cherish my life, so I quickly ran to the toilet.

Although my mind was full of worries, I still felt very relieved to have released all the excess water. Just as I was closing my eyes to enjoy the afterglow of urinating, I suddenly heard a sound from next door.

That was the women's restroom, separated from the men's restroom by only a thin wall.

Hearing the sound of water hitting the toilet bowl, my penis, which wasn't even in my pants yet, suddenly sprang to life.

It was the sound of a woman urinating. I don't know why, but when men urinate, it's like a torrent, a loud, rushing sound.

But when women urinate, it's like a small opening in a dam, the water gushing out with a seductive hissing sound.

Damn it! Ever since I was ripped off last time, spending two thousand yuan on a drink for a sexy, beautiful woman, I haven't had any money to go out and fool around. My girlfriend is boring, so I haven't touched a woman for days.

This sound of a woman urinating aroused me, and I suddenly became aroused, and it escalated.

Masturbating while listening to the woman urinating next door is truly frustrating.

"Damn it, if your peeing sounds so seductive, I'll rush over, pin you down on the toilet, and rape you without even wiping!" My heart burned with lust. I closed my eyes to make the sounds clearer.

Wait, what's that gap over there? It turns out the wall between the men's and women's restrooms was a temporary addition, not completely sealed, leaving a gap of over an inch.

Damn it, I hope I'm the first to discover this gap. Otherwise, all the beautiful women in the company might have had their asses exposed by those beasts.

Thinking this, I tiptoed onto the toilet.

I spoke softly and moved gently; I'm actually quite good at stealing.

Once on the toilet, I quickly opened my eyes wide and peered through the gap, my heart pounding as I looked towards the women's restroom.

Men are truly despicable. While other women's genitals may differ slightly in color and shape from their wives', they're generally similar. They have plenty to look at their wives every day, yet they still prefer to look at other women, especially those they peek at.

Damn it! Why did those two old bastards make me so short? Only 1.75 meters tall! It's impossible for me to reach the toilet seat even when I'm standing on tiptoe; I'm still over 30 centimeters short.

No choice but to climb onto the toilet tank.

I tiptoed onto the tank, craning my neck like a giraffe, my eyes bulging as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Holy crap! Holy crap! I saw it!

Two such white thighs, so round? So firm, so long!

And such round buttocks, so big. They stretched across both sides of the toilet, nearly half of their snow-white flesh pressing against the rim.

Her pubic hair was thick, and looked like it had been trimmed.

Unfortunately, sitting like this, I couldn't see her private parts!

This was driving me crazy! I strained my eyes, but still couldn't see.

But women are all different, this woman. How could her legs be so long and beautiful? How could her buttocks be so white, so smooth, and so round?

Because she was sitting, there was a depression between her lower back and buttocks, her waist was incredibly slender, and her curves were amazing—truly mesmerizing.

"Get up, get up!" I prayed desperately in my heart, feeling like seven or eight monkeys were scratching me, incredibly anxious, desperately wanting her to stand up so I could see her private parts.

"Huh? Which woman in the company is this? I've never seen a woman with such a good figure!" I was such a tasteless lecher, only staring at her buttocks and lower body, forgetting to look at her face.

Suddenly, my gaze lingered on the woman's face.

"Oh my god! It's Tang Tang!" My heart warmed, and my body went limp.

My penis throbbed violently, almost as if it were about to ejaculate.

How pathetic, just hearing the name made me want to squirt.

"Thud!" A surge of heat and shock coursed through me, my body went limp, and my penis throbbed.

I fell from the flush tank, my over 100-pound body slamming against the wall.

Afraid of breaking my penis, I frantically grabbed whatever I could, managing to grab the top of the wall separating the men's and women's restrooms.

Then, my penis gushed out, my grip went limp, and I almost fell.

I heard Tang Tang gasp from the other side, her eyes snapping towards me. She quickly pulled up her pants and flung open the restroom door.

Just as I thought she was going to call security, she kicked the door to my stall.

This woman's legs were so long, so round, so tight, and the force of her kick was terrifying. In just two or three kicks, the door was open.

And so, I was hanging naked from the waist down against the wall.

After ejaculating, some milky white liquid remained on his penis. A two-meter-long line of milky white liquid

was drawn on the toilet wall, showing how far and how powerful the spray had been. I thought I should just drown myself in the toilet. Under her beautiful face and cold gaze, I felt like a molting bird in winter.

"It's over! My job is over, my living expenses are over!" My heart turned cold; her gaze felt like thorns piercing me.

I jumped down abruptly, quickly pulled up my pants, and fled the toilet, fled the company.

As I escaped the company gate, I heard a commotion behind me.

Then came a cacophony of footsteps, a large group of security guards and male employees shouting, "Don't run! Don't run! Catch him, catch him!"

My heart pounded with fear; my legs seemed possessed, and I ran and ran.

[Episode 1: My Wish] Chapter 3: The Devil Descends

I ran a full two kilometers until I reached the subway station entrance.

The security guards and company employees were still chasing me relentlessly; I was truly going to die. And many people on the street, having nothing better to do than join the chase.

I had to run; if I didn't, I was doomed.

Besides, the subway station was crowded; if I could blend in, they wouldn't be able to catch me easily.

So, I ran as fast as I could towards the subway station. Soon I reached the escalator, which was slowly descending. I couldn't wait.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" I shouted. The escalator was packed with people. I pushed them aside as I yelled, trying to get down as quickly as possible.

"I told you to get out of the way! Slow down!" A woman stood there, sluggishly refusing to move. I was furious and shoved her aside forcefully.

"Ah!" A painful scream rang out, and the woman fell off the escalator.

I turned around and saw that she was pregnant, her belly huge.

Her belly was frighteningly large.

I stopped abruptly. The pregnant woman had rolled over beside me, writhing and screaming in agony on the ground.

My face twitched, and I instinctively reached out to help her up.

"Grab him! Don't let him get away!" Just then, a company security guard shouted from behind.

Startled, I released the pregnant woman's hand and turned to run away.

The pregnant woman screamed again, and I sprinted towards the subway. After swiping my card, the subway doors were just closing and the train was about to depart.

I rushed in, the doors even catching my clothes, and then the train sped off.

I felt completely exhausted and slumped against my seat.

They definitely couldn't catch the subway train; I was safe for now.

It seemed... just now, there was a lot of blood flowing from under the pregnant woman.

Very red, almost purplish-red blood.

And with that impact, it seemed like she was about to give birth!

"Thank goodness! Nobody at the company knows where I live, but if they call the police, they might find me here immediately." I got off the subway, feeling both incredibly relieved and terrified, and ran back to my apartment.

I had to go into hiding for a while. Peeping at a female colleague in the restroom could be considered sexual harassment, not a huge crime; I didn't need to leave the city, just hide in the suburbs for a while.

But how could I hide without money? I only had about a hundred yuan left.

My girlfriend seemed to have left some things at home; if she took them all, I could probably sell them for some money.

I thought to myself, my hands trembling as I opened the door.

People say that beautiful women are a source of trouble, and it's true. Why are you, Tang Tang, so beautiful? Why do you have such a great figure?

If you weren't so beautiful, if you didn't have such a great figure, would I ejaculate? Would I be surprised? Would I go weak all over? Would I fall down and make a noise so you'd notice? Would I lose my job? Would I lose my livelihood?

Damn it! Damn it! Even a broken lock is giving me trouble! I slammed the key into the door while kicking it frantically.

After a while, hearing the loud noise, I immediately ducked back nervously.

Making such a racket, I hope I don't attract the police!

After unlocking the door, I was completely exhausted. I collapsed onto the bed, closed my eyes, and felt weak and sore all over, unable to even lift my arms.

After resting for a long time, I couldn't help but painfully think about my future.

My wonderful job was definitely over; I was lucky if the police didn't come to arrest me, so I had to stay home and hide for the next few days.

Rent was due soon, and my girlfriend was broke and owed a lot of money. I had no idea how she was going to find the money to pay the landlord.

And how was I going to cover living expenses for the next few days? I only had about a hundred yuan left; even if I ate only a few yuan worth of vegetables, it would only last a week.

Thinking about it, my head felt like it was going to explode.

"No, she gets along well with her colleagues. Since she could borrow a few thousand yuan before, she should be able to borrow some more now. Two thousand yuan a month isn't a huge amount, but it'll be enough if she's frugal. I need to stay home for a while." I made up my mind, planning to force her to borrow money when she came home from work in the evening.

"Sigh!" I sighed deeply, groggily opening my eyes to find a note on another pillow. A sense of unease washed

over me. I quickly picked it up and read my girlfriend's neat handwriting.

"Let's break up! Don't come looking for me. Forgive me for not being able to continue living with you. You can't give me what I need, and instead you keep taking from me. I've already moved out with my things. You…"

My mind went blank for a moment, then exploded!

"Gone? Break up? Fine! Get lost! I've wanted to dump you for ages, but I just couldn't bring myself to say it! Haha...haha!" My

sleepiness vanished instantly. I jumped out of bed, first letting out a cold laugh, then a series of cold laughs, before pacing aimlessly around the room, laughing and chain-smoking.

"I can't give you what you want. What do you want? You've found another gigolo? Damn it, breaking up with me? You make it sound so nice, but you're still just a used shoe I've played with for two years and then thrown away! Haha...haha!"

Then, I ripped the note to shreds, went outside to pour myself a glass of water, and gulped it down. I choked and coughed painfully, then smashed the glass.

"Used shoe! Bitch! No way! I'm going to go to your company, I'm going to make a scene, I'll make sure you have no face left to work there, I'll let all your colleagues know that you're a used shoe I discarded! Haha...haha!" I muttered maniacally to myself, chain-smoking.

"Sigh!" He sighed, slumped back onto the bed, and muttered to himself, "Go! Go! It's good that you're gone! Don't go looking for another bastard like me!"

I collapsed back onto the bed

, limp. This time, I couldn't let her borrow money, couldn't let her pay the rent, couldn't let her support me. Was I really going to end up on the streets? I decided to ignore it all, grabbed the remote, and turned on the TV.

"This morning at the South Ring subway station, a man rushed down an escalator and hit a pregnant woman. The woman fell heavily to the ground, bleeding heavily from her genitals. Passersby immediately called for emergency services, but before the ambulance arrived, the woman had already miscarried. She gave birth to a premature, stillborn boy, and subsequently died from massive bleeding. The police are now issuing a city-wide warrant..."

My mind went completely blank, as if an atomic bomb had exploded inside me, and then I knew nothing more. I couldn't see anything, I couldn't hear anything.

My whole body was ice-cold, as if I were endlessly sinking into hell.

A long time later, my vision gradually returned, and my hearing gradually returned. I touched my face; tears were streaming down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Sorry, sorry."

I knelt down by the bed, murmuring to myself, sobbing uncontrollably...

I had already started my escape. I had no idea that peeping at my female colleague in the restroom would lead to a murder, and two lives at that.

I fled with only a hundred or so yuan left, not knowing where to go. I dared not take the train, dared not take the bus.

I wore a hooded shirt, covering my head and face, keeping my head down.

I dared not walk on the main streets, I only dared to walk through alleys, heading towards the outskirts of the city. I didn't know where to escape to, I only knew that once I left the city, the chances of being caught would be much lower.

It would be best to escape to the countryside outside the city, to the mountains, to find a place with dense grass, or to hide in a cave.

I kept hiding from people like this, afraid to see anyone, as if everyone knew me and would arrest me and have me shot by the police.

I only dared to walk along the base of walls, only dared to walk in secluded places. I didn't know the way, I only walked in one direction, until I left the city.

As evening fell, I reached a rural area on the outskirts of the city. I still dared not linger, because the security in these rural areas was very well-established, even with a police station.

I continued to desperately climb the mountain; if I could hide inside, I would be safe.

It was a vast plain, with plenty of fields, but very few mountains.

At dusk, I saw the silhouette of a mountain in the distance. Overjoyed, I ran shakily towards it, trying to hide myself under the crops.

Finally, almost dark, I reached the foot of the mountain.

There was no one around. I cautiously peered around, and only after confirming that no one was there did I dare to stand up straight and run desperately into the mountains.

I ran and ran, running blindly.

Growing up in a rural mountain village, I've always felt insecure. I was always afraid that the Japanese would attack again, or the Americans would attack—I was always afraid of war. So when I went up the mountain, I always carefully watched the dense bushes, ravines, and caves, thinking that if a war really broke out, I could hide inside and the killing army wouldn't be able to find me, and I could survive.

The denser the forest in the mountains, the stronger my sense of security felt.

So along the way, I desperately tried to squeeze into the dense forests, into places where the light couldn't reach, looking for caves and ravines.

Like a headless fly, I searched until I finally felt a little safer, only to find myself in complete darkness.

I had long forgotten the way I came; whether I could get out was no longer important.

This seemed to be a cave, and inside a trench.

This trench was old, probably dug decades ago during a war. The area above the trench was covered with dense weeds and trees, already quite concealed, but the cave inside made it even more hidden. The police probably couldn't find this place.

My heart calmed down a little, and I sat down in the cave. It

was so quiet outside! It's so dark! It's scary! It's terrifying! It's frightening!

Before, I was running so fast I didn't feel anything, but now that it's quiet, all the terrifying images from childhood ghost stories, ghost movies, and ghost storybooks flood my mind.

Like the girl with the braid, the bodyless face outside the window, a grinning ghost face in the toilet, a bodyless ghost floating in the air… Some ghosts don't appear, but they hypnotize you, luring you to their graves, making you stuff mud balls into your nostrils and mouth, suffocating you to death; some ghosts make you work endlessly, carrying hundreds of pounds of stuff up and down, exhausting you to death.

I try desperately to stop thinking about it, but those terrifying scenes flood my mind clearly, as if they're right in front of me.

I try desperately to fall asleep, but the scenes I see with my eyes closed only intensify my fear.

It's worse than death, that chilling terror that's worse than death!

Every second feels like an eternity!

I was abandoned by society, hiding in this gloomy cave, accompanied only by countless ghosts, filling me with terror, seizing my soul, and trying to take my life.

"Ah!" I dared not cry out, yet I was so afraid I wanted to scream; I covered my mouth and desperately banged my head against the cave.

"Crack!" Suddenly, a faint sound outside startled me from my self-torture.

"What was that sound?" My hair stood on end. I heard it clearly, yet it seemed like a hallucination, echoing in a dream.

I stopped all movement and strained my ears to listen.

But all was silent outside!

I listened intently, yet desperately tried to distract myself, desperately trying to recall those terrifying ghosts!

My mind was so distracted it felt like my liver and gallbladder were about to burst. Then there was another crack, followed by a faint groan.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" I screamed inwardly, my body ice-cold as if I were dying, my hair standing on end as if suffocating my pores.

But then the groan disappeared, as if it really was just my hallucination.

I instinctively moved closer to the cave entrance, hiding there in case anything evil tried to get in; hiding at the entrance might allow me to ambush it.

"Ouch!" This time I heard it clearly—a painful groan, a very, very painful groan.

It was a woman's voice. Perhaps because it was nighttime, in the wilderness, and surrounded by my ghostly thoughts, the woman's groan sounded especially eerie.

"Ouch! Ouch!" This time, I heard it clearly; it was definitely not a hallucination.

There was a woman outside groaning in pain, as if she were in great agony.

"Could it be a woman who fell and hurt herself, unable to get home, groaning outside?" I thought to myself, but I held my breath tightly, not daring to exhale.

The woman outside continued to groan, her pain growing stronger; I could even feel her almost contorting in agony.

"Instead of hiding in here and being scared, I might as well go out and see for myself." A surge of courage welled up within me.

To be honest, I'm a very conflicted person. I'm extremely timid and terrified of death.

But rather than living in fear in the cave, not knowing if it was a person or a ghost outside, I decided to go and see for myself. If it was a ghost, I'd rather die a quick death than suffer in the cave.

So, I tiptoed out of the cave.

The further I crawled, the more I regretted it. I wanted to crawl back, yet I didn't want to.

I crawled three steps, then retreated two, wanting to cower inside and wait for dawn! With a sudden clench of my teeth, I crawled one step forward, then retreated two.

After crawling only a few meters, all my courage was completely exhausted. I turned around, ready to desperately turn back and crawl back into the cave to continue living in fear.

But suddenly, a bright light appeared before me. I opened my eyes and saw a woman lying there, clutching her stomach and groaning in pain.

She had her back to me, so I couldn't see her face clearly.

Anyway, she was in a lot of pain.

"Hey!" I don't know if I was possessed, but I actually shouted.

Then, the hairs on my body stood on end.

Strangely, the woman just lay there groaning, not turning around to look at me.

It was as if she was in too much pain to hear me.

"She must really be a woman who fell while chopping wood in the mountains, or was injured by a wild animal, and now she's lying here groaning," I thought to myself.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked again.

She still didn't answer, as if she was in too much pain to even make a sound.

I crawled forward a few steps, and a devilish thought suddenly surged into my mind.

"This woman has a nice figure. We're deep in the mountains, so no one will know what I do." This devilish thought immediately filled my mind, and then my body inexplicably heated up.

I slowly crawled towards the woman again, looking at her full, round buttocks.

"Hey!" I gently patted her large buttocks and asked, "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

The woman still didn't turn around, still groaning in pain. I couldn't help but lean over, wanting to see her face, to see if she was pretty.

What a pretty face! But it was a little pale, a little bluish, and a little familiar...

She was clutching her large belly, indicating she had been pregnant, and blood was flowing from her lower body...

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" I screamed in terror, screaming desperately, the fear in my body seeming to turn into molecules of death, desperately bursting forth from within.

The woman slowly turned her head, her empty, lifeless eyes staring at me, then she smiled slightly.

She was the pregnant woman I had bumped into on the subway this morning, the pregnant woman who had died from a miscarriage and postpartum hemorrhage, the pregnant woman who had given birth to a stillborn baby.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" I continued to scream desperately.

The woman turned around, smiled slightly at me again, then looked down at her chest with an incredibly affectionate gaze.

It was a tiny, newborn infant, covered in blood.

It was naked, sticky and bloody, its body blackened.

The woman lovingly cradled the stillborn, murmuring a lullaby, pressing the baby's head against her breast.

"Ah!" Suddenly, the woman let out a horrific scream.

Blood gushed from her breast, followed by the rustling sounds of tearing and chewing; instantly, only half of her full breast remained.

The infant I thought was dead turned its face, its mouth full of flesh and blood. It opened its mouth and smiled at me, revealing sharp fangs!

...I lost consciousness.

[Episode 1: My Wish] Chapter 4: The Demon's Mission

"Who are you?" When I awoke again, the blackened child stood before me, staring at me.

"I am a demon from the underworld, born by chance from your hands!" the child said, baring its blood-red fangs.

I looked around; the woman was gone, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

"Where is she? Where is that woman?" I asked in horror.

"She died again, and I ate her!" said the child with sharp teeth and pointed ears.

"Ah!" I immediately retreated several meters, staring in fear at the tiny demon before me.

"Don't be afraid. I was able to be born into this world thanks to you, so I won't hurt you," the little demon said with a smile. "When a life on earth could have been born safely, but dies before birth due to an accident, we demons are given the opportunity to come into this world. That's why there are very, very few demons in this world."

"That should still be quite a lot!" I couldn't help but say, despite my fear.

"You don't understand. That pregnant woman could have safely given birth to her child. Demons in this world are extremely rare, some haven't even appeared for countless years. But you don't understand what an accident is!" the little devil said. "Those things that seem like accidents in life aren't actually accidents. Whether Zhang San dies in a car accident or Li Si wins the lottery, these are all predetermined, not accidents."

"Then why do you say that hitting that pregnant woman today was an accident?" I couldn't help but ask.

"That was a cause from a very long time ago, which began to brew today's effect. That cause was an accident, so today's effect is also an accident." The little devil waved his hand and said, "These things are too profound for you. You don't need to worry about this accident. Anyway, I came to this world because of you. Have you heard stories about demons?" "

Yes, I have. Those demons tempt humans to sell their souls and sign contracts with them," I said.

"Don't worry, I won't make you sign a contract with me and sell your soul. I came to this world because of you, so I want to repay you," the little devil laughed.

I immediately perked up and said, "Repay me? How will you repay me? Will you give me ten million, or superpowers?"

"I don't have money to give you, nor can I give you superpowers, or rather, you can't have superpowers," the little devil laughed. "But I can give you everything you want." "

Everything? What do you mean?" I was instantly excited and said, "Okay, I want one million right now!"

"Sure!" the little devil said, "This one million mission has been activated, and you need to complete it immediately!"

"What?" I couldn't help but ask in confusion, "A one million mission? What does that mean?"

"A one million mission is a task. As long as you complete it, you will receive one million," the little devil said.

"I still have to complete the mission, and I was just saying it casually. I might not actually want one million," I couldn't help but explain. For a devil, asking for one million was far too insatiable.

"You've already initiated this mission, so you must complete it, or you'll be punished!" the little devil said.

"What punishment?" My mind went blank.

"Buried alive, then become my dinner," the little devil said calmly.

"So I have no choice but to complete it?" I trembled.

"That's right, you must complete it." The little devil produced something out of thin air and handed it to me.

I took it and saw it was something as thin as an LCD screen, with what looked like a map on it, and two dots on it.

A yellow arrow and a green dot.

"The yellow dot is you, and the green dot is where you're about to go. It will remind you what you need to do," the little devil said. "You must go now and reach the green dot within four hours, otherwise the mission will fail, and you will be punished… If the mission succeeds, you will receive one million."

"But, I don't know how to get there!" I said anxiously and fearfully.

"There's a clear map and specific coordinates on it. You might not be familiar with it the first time, but you'll get used to it. No matter what method you use, you'll reach that green dot. As long as you move, this yellow dot will move with you, so you'll know how far you are from the green dot," the little devil said. "For your first time, time is tight, so you must set off quickly."

With that, the little devil took out a stopwatch and pressed a button.

Instantly, a countdown appeared on the LCD screen in my hand, a four-hour countdown, the seconds ticking away rapidly.

"Damn it!" I quickly stared at the LCD screen and ran towards the green dot as fast as I could.

I ran desperately, staring at the LCD screen as if it were a mini-map in a game.

I was a yellow arrow, running towards the green dot, although I didn't know what the green dot represented.

In my fear and excitement, I foolishly ran in a straight line towards that green dot. Encountering small cliffs of two or three meters, I jumped off without hesitation; encountering pools half-deep, I swam across.

In just one hour, I was covered in blood and soaked to the bone. Yet, I felt neither fatigue nor pain. I was pushing my limits, though I didn't know the price.

But a serious problem loomed before me: I'd been running for an hour and hadn't even covered a tenth of the distance, and that was in a straight line.

This meant that even running incredibly fast, I couldn't possibly finish the distance in three hours. At this rate, the mission would definitely fail.

Just as I was at a loss, a small blue dot suddenly appeared on the LCD screen in my hand, very close to me.

I didn't know what it meant, but having played many games, I knew that many games present a side quest when completing a main mission. While you don't necessarily have to complete it, completing it can greatly benefit the main quest.

So, I ran towards the blue dot, and at a bend in a path, I found it.

A middle-aged man was desperately trying to push his motorcycle out of the muddy field, presumably because of his poor riding skills, which had caused him to ride it into the field.

The field was now a mangled mess.

"Could it be that I have to steal his motorcycle for transportation?" I thought to myself.

It must be, otherwise how could I have arrived three hours later from such a distance?

"Need help?" I secretly picked up a stone and hid it behind my back, walking towards the middle-aged man.

"Get lost!" The middle-aged man, utterly lacking in manners, cursed at me and continued pushing his motorcycle, seeing nothing.

I stealthily approached, staring at his lowered head, my heart trembling.

To be honest, I had never committed a crime before; I might be bad, but I was also very timid.

"Bang!" While I was still hesitant and fearful, I hurled the stone at him, smashing it hard against the back of the middle-aged man's head.

"Ah!" The man screamed in pain, then quickly covered the back of his head, trying to turn around.

But his whole body felt incredibly heavy. He struggled to turn his head to look at me, but fell heavily halfway through.

I ran over, picked up his motorcycle which he had pushed onto the road, hopped on, and sped off towards the green dot.

"I wonder if that unlucky guy is dead? I wonder if he saw me? Will the police follow the tire tracks tomorrow? Should I go back and hide him?" Riding the motorcycle, my mind was in turmoil. I seemed to be thinking about everything, but nothing seemed clear.

"Staying alive is the priority!" Suddenly, a chill ran through me.

If I didn't reach that green dot within three hours, I'd be dead, and in the worst possible way. I had to save my life first; I could worry about tomorrow later.

Besides, this mission might bring a million dollars.

Of course, I didn't really believe in such good fortune. I believed that the devil had caused horrible deaths, but I didn't think it would offer any benefits.

Thank goodness, the green dot wasn't in the city, but in another small town outside.

I was getting closer and closer to the green dot, but I couldn't ride my bike anymore because there was a pond in front of me, it looked like a fishpond.

I walked all around the pond, but there wasn't a soul in sight. I wondered what the green dot meant.

I quickly took out my LCD screen and saw that the countdown timer showed three minutes left until the four-hour time limit.

And I was standing right on that green dot, but I didn't see anything.

I was standing on a large blue stone slab… This slab extended into the pond, on the ground beside the edge, to help people get closer to see the water.

The slab wasn't very big, and it was a little slippery. I had to be careful, especially since it was so dark.

Could the green dot be this large stone slab? What should I do? Then

suddenly a small red dot appeared on the LCD screen, right next to me.

I quickly looked for it, stood where the small red dot was, and found that it was two banana peels.

"What does this mean? This little red dot is a banana peel, what does a million dollars have to do with a banana peel? And what does that big stone slab have to do with a banana peel?" I wondered.

But then I remembered that the stone slab was so slippery, and it was so dark; wouldn't a banana peel make it even slipperier?

As I was thinking this, a piercing, alarming beeping sound suddenly rang out.

Although it wasn't very loud, it was quite unsettling.

I looked down and saw that it was coming from the LCD screen. Looking down, I was startled; it was a warning that time was running out.

The countdown had stopped, and there were only nine seconds left.

I didn't care about anything else; I'd just have to try my luck.

I quickly picked up the banana peel, ran to the edge of the flagstone, and placed it on the peel.

"Beep!" The LCD screen beeped one last time. I immediately closed my eyes, because this situation reminded me of those time bombs about to explode.

Silence enveloped me. Looking down at the screen, I saw the green dot disappear, followed by four words:

"Mission Complete!"

"Just like that?" I was incredibly frustrated. What about my million?

While I was still in a daze, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps approaching from nearby.

I quickly hid in the bushes. I couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but judging from the figure, it seemed to be a woman, a young woman with a slender figure.

A surge of heat rose within me, and a wicked thought arose.

I would rape this girl here, and probably no one would know.

Just as I was getting carried away, I suddenly heard a scream, followed by a splash—the girl had fallen directly into the fishpond.

It was dark, and she was in a hurry. She stepped on the banana peel I had left on the flagstone and fell directly into the fishpond.

Then, she struggled violently in the water, desperately trying to climb out, without crying for help, as if what she had just done was something shameful.

I also thought I heard the sound of a bottle shattering when she fell in, followed by a foul stench, like pesticide.

This woman had brought pesticide; it seemed she was going to poison the fishpond.

I watched her struggle from the bushes. She couldn't swim, and although the pond wasn't deep, the bottom was muddy. She sank in immediately.

At first, she struggled fiercely, but then her struggles grew weaker and weaker until she was almost silent.

The water contained pesticide; she had swallowed several mouthfuls and was already poisoned.

Although I couldn't see her, I could clearly feel her struggles growing weaker and weaker, her life force fading.

"Is my next mission to save her?" I couldn't help but wonder. But the fishpond was full of pesticides; I didn't dare touch it.

The feeling was terrifying—the thought of someone slowly dying before my eyes, especially a young, slender girl, dying because of me.

Just as my mind was in turmoil, I heard hurried footsteps in the distance, and a man's voice.

"I just heard a noise over here. Someone's probably stealing fish. Go catch him!"

A moment later, three or four tall men emerged from the darkness, weapons in hand, rushing towards the fishpond.

A flashlight shone on the pond, and one man shouted, "You dare steal my Scarface's fish? You want to die?"

"Scarface, Scarface! It's not stealing fish! It's not stealing fish! It's Xiao Ni! It's Xiao Ni!" Another man shone his flashlight on a pale face floating in the water.

"Ah!" The scarred man who had been so fierce earlier yelled, leaping into the water and grabbing the girl, throwing her forcefully towards the people on the shore.

Those on the bank quickly caught her, while the scarred man cried out in terror, "Nizi, Nizi, what's wrong?"

In his frantic efforts, he couldn't even climb out of the fishpond, and the others pulled him ashore.

The scarred man then lunged at the girl, but because several large men were blocking his view, I couldn't see her condition clearly.

"Oh no, Scarface, there's a smell of pesticide! Little Nizi is probably poisoned!"

The scarred man slapped the girl's face hard, but she didn't wake up, and he burst into tears.

"Oh no, oh no, Scarface, all the fish are poisoned! All the fish are dead!!" another man with a soft voice screamed.

"Slap!" Scarface slapped her across the face and roared, "Go to hell with the fish! So what if your mother is dead? My girl!" "

Don't worry, Scarface, she still has a pulse. If we get her to the hospital now, she can still be saved."

"Right, right!" Scarface was very impatient. He immediately picked up the girl and ran towards the hospital.

"Scarface, Scarface, who's going to look after the fish farm by the highway tonight?" a man asked from afar.

"Go to hell with the fish farm! Go to hell with the fish farm! Go if you want!" Scarface cursed and cried as he ran to the hospital.

[Episode 1: My Wish] Chapter 5: Bizarre Cycle of Cause and Effect

"It's really strange. This girl seems to be Scarface's daughter. She looks like she's in a lot of pain. But that girl is actually using pesticide to poison all the fish her father raises." In a short while, everyone left, saying they would be back to deal with the aftermath of the fish. They sent one of them to look after the fish farm by the highway.

Judging from their appearance, it seemed like all these people were Scarface's men. Scarface ran a fish restaurant, or rather, a eatery, by the national highway, catering to drivers who passed through.

"Beep!" Suddenly, the LCD screen beeped again.

I took it out and saw another green dot appear on the screen, but this time it wasn't far away.

Then it started counting down again, this time only half an hour.

I didn't dare ride my motorcycle, afraid of attracting their attention. And seeing that it wasn't far, I ran towards the green dot on foot.

Sure enough, it wasn't far; I reached the green dot in about twenty minutes.

That green dot was the fish restaurant those people had mentioned, called Scarface Fish Restaurant, presumably owned by Scarface.

I gently touched my pocket; surprisingly, after all that commotion, I still had the hundred-odd yuan I had.

Now I felt emboldened and stepped into the fish restaurant.

Business was pretty good; the dozen or so tables were mostly full. However, there were seven or eight women dressed provocatively. Whether they wore shorts and t-shirts or skirts, they all exposed large sections of their white thighs and deep cleavage, their tight underwear emphasizing their breasts.

These were prostitutes, soliciting business in the hotels and restaurants along these national highways.

Those who drive on national highways are usually professional long-distance truck drivers, many of whom frequent brothels to relax their constantly tense and tired nerves.

So, it's not surprising to see these prostitutes here.

When they saw me enter, they glanced at me, giving me a very explicit once-over, instinctively throwing me a flirtatious wink before ignoring me.

They could easily tell who their clients were.

In my disheveled state, even if I had money, I probably wouldn't be in the mood for prostitution.

The decor here was decent, but not very refined; rather, it was somewhat vulgar and gaudy.

I had just sat down when a scantily clad girl came up to let me order.

I took the rough menu, and the food was definitely not cheap. I originally wanted to just order a plate of fried rice, but I noticed the girl taking my order was quite striking. If I ordered fried rice, wouldn't she look down on me and think I was broke?

So, in a moment of impulsiveness, I mentally calculated the cost and ordered about a hundred yuan worth of food, plus a bottle of beer.

A hundred yuan wasn't exactly extravagant, but it wasn't too stingy either. I saw the girl take back the menu and give me a slight, flirtatious smile, and I almost wanted to pinch her prominently protruding buttocks.

Just as I was ordering, a huge roar came from outside, the sound of a heavily loaded truck braking.

Then, I heard a gruff man shout, "Scarface, I'm here to give you more money!"

As he spoke, a tall, burly man strode in.

Instantly, the ladies eating there, and even the little girl who had just taken my order, all lit up and looked eagerly towards the door. Their glances made them feel incredibly alluring.

The little girl who had taken my order even went out to fetch him.

This long-haul truck driver was clearly a regular here, not only at the restaurant but also with the ladies.

So when he came in, the ladies and the restaurant staff were incredibly enthusiastic, which annoyed me for a moment.

Although the truck driver wasn't particularly handsome, he was muscular, with a square face that gave him a masculine air. The ladies naturally preferred to serve such a customer.

The truck driver didn't need a menu; he casually ordered several expensive dishes.

"As for drinks, two and a half ounces of your homemade liquor as usual," the driver instructed, then began dealing with the loud and boisterous ladies.

I felt a strong erection and even felt the urge to urinate; I asked a waiter where the restroom was and ran straight there.

The toilets here are really basic, but at least they're relatively clean. However, the storeroom is right next to the toilets, this restaurant really doesn't care about hygiene.

"Xiaoling, what are you doing?" A man's voice came from outside the toilet. I recognized the voice from the fishpond earlier; it belonged to one of Scarface's henchmen. Scarface had assigned him to watch over the restaurant overnight because he was taking his daughter to the hospital.

"Pour Li Xiong some wine!" The girl's voice was the same one that had taken my order.

"Why are you adding water?" the man said impatiently.

"That's how Boss Chang always orders it, four ounces for every pound." The girl said in surprise.

"Never mind, I'm here today, so I won't add any." This man was still quite intolerant of any imperfections.

"Okay, then!" The girl didn't mind the few ounces of wine and took it out without adding water.

"What a swindler! He added four ounces of water to a pound of liquor!" I cursed inwardly, then peed a few more times, thinking, "Thank goodness I'm drinking beer, I can't add water."

I glanced at my own urine, thinking, "It can't be mixed with urine, can it? The color is almost the same."

Finally, feeling disgusted with myself, I shook my head frantically, put my penis back in my pants, pulled up my pants, and walked out.

"Check, please!" Two voices rang out simultaneously, one mine, the other the driver Li Xiong's.

He hadn't added water to his liquor today, so his face was flushed, even his eyes were red, showing how terrible his alcohol tolerance was.

"One hundred and sixty-seven," the sweet voice of the young girl rang out. I reached into my pocket for money.

I counted it carefully; there was only one hundred and twenty yuan, almost fifty yuan short.

"Could there be a mistake?" I asked, my face burning.

The girl's smile became strained, and she recounted the bill, speaking very loudly. I

wanted to disappear into the ground. This slut, deliberately speaking so loudly, clearly trying to embarrass me.

She certainly didn't miscalculate; the one who miscalculated was me when ordering. I was secretly glancing at her chest then, and accidentally miscalculated the price.

A meal costing just over a hundred yuan, and I didn't have enough to pay—I was utterly humiliated.

"I spent a lot today, and I only have a hundred and twenty yuan left in my pocket. Could you be lenient? I'll definitely be a regular customer, and I'll make up the difference next time," I said with a smile.

But the girl's face fell. "No? Will you come next time?"

These people have sharp eyes; they could tell at a glance I wasn't driving, and someone who wasn't driving wouldn't have traveled so far to eat here.

Just as I was at my wit's end, Li Xiong, standing next to me, pulled out his wallet and cursed, "You little brat, how can you be so rude? I'll pay for this guy's meal!" He then pulled out four hundred-yuan bills and handed them to the girl.

The girl didn't stand on ceremony, taking the four hundred yuan with her hand, and scolded Li Xiong, saying, "You're so generous."

After saying that, she glanced at me coldly, full of disdain.

I couldn't stand the stares of everyone in the room, so I gave Li Xiong a perfunctory thank you and hurriedly left.

"You really don't know what's good for you. Xiong's hundred-plus yuan is just wasted." A woman complained, then gave Li Xiong a resentful look and said, "Giving it to him would have been better than patronizing other places. I won't let you leave today, I'm determined to keep you in my bed."

"Not today, not today. I'm rushing to deliver this truckload of goods, I can't rest for a moment." Li Xiong stood up, glancing longingly at the woman with the biggest buttocks. His large hands traced the cleft of her buttocks to her bulging vulva, squeezing it heavily for a while, eliciting a coquettish sigh from the woman before she said generously, "I'll treat you to this table too."

"What an idiot!" I cursed disdainfully from outside, staring at my LCD screen. I noticed that the mission had been completed as soon as I entered Scarface Fish Restaurant, and there were no new missions.

I sat down in a dark spot by the roadside, staring at the LCD screen.

After a while, Li Xiong came out, slightly unsteady, and got into his car.

After a roar, the truck sped off, leaving me in a cloud of dust.

"Drinking and driving, and acting all high and mighty, serves you right for getting into an accident and dying," I cursed silently, sitting under a tree waiting for a new mission. "

Could that devil be playing a trick on me? He gave me a million-dollar mission, but then he made me steal someone's motorcycle, put banana peels on a stone slab, causing a young girl to fall into a fishpond and swallow pesticide-laden water. Now he's making me embarrass myself at a fish farm—is he deliberately messing with me?! Those devils love to play with people; none of these missions have anything to do with a million dollars!" I cursed inwardly.

"Ah!" I cried out in pain, feeling a sharp pain in my chest. I lifted my clothes to look. Under the streetlights nearby, my chest was rapidly rotting, instantly bleeding profusely, revealing my ribs and internal organs. The pain almost made me faint.

This must be the devil's punishment; even my mental curses knew it.

"I won't do it again, I won't do it again!" I cried out in agony, desperately begging for mercy.

Instantly, the festering on my chest stopped, and the wound began to heal completely within two or three minutes.

I was terrified, my body ice-cold, unable to think straight.

"Beep!" The LCD screen in my hand suddenly beeped, and I shuddered, quickly picking it up to look.

I saw a green dot on the screen, not far ahead, though not close.

Then, a countdown appeared on the screen. Only fifteen minutes left! I quickly turned back to the fishpond, grabbed my motorcycle, and sped towards the green dot.

"No way!" As I approached the green dot, I smelled a strong, pungent odor, and saw flames in the distance.

Turning a corner, I saw two large trucks engulfed in flames a few dozen meters ahead.

Gazing at the towering flames, I dared not go forward, but seeing the countdown on the LCD screen, I couldn't stand still.

I gritted my teeth and rode my motorcycle towards them.

Thankfully, the green dot wasn't on the burning truck; otherwise, I probably wouldn't have been able to complete my mission—the fire would have surely killed everyone.

However, the green dot wasn't far from the fire. As I approached, I felt like my eyebrows were about to be singed, and finally, I reached it.

Since I was walking while looking at the LCD screen, as long as I was careful not to bump into the fire, I didn't pay much attention to where I was going.

When my yellow arrow, representing myself, overlapped with the green dot, I felt a thud under my foot. I had stepped on something and almost fell. I looked down.

"Ah! Ah!" A chill ran down my spine, and I screamed in terror.

On the ground lay a mangled corpse, its head pierced through the back of its skull by a steel bar, protruding from one eye.

Its face was contorted, its eyeballs bulging, its eyes wide open in death—it was Li Xiong, the man who had paid for my meal earlier.

I didn't know why he hadn't died in the truck, but rather on the road five or six meters away, still in a desperate crawling posture as he died.

I realized he hadn't died when the truck crashed; he had desperately crawled out, trying to escape. At that moment, the fuel tank exploded, sending a steel bar flying and piercing his head.

In the distance, a police siren blared. My legs went weak, and I stood frozen.

Then, I darted quickly into the nearby woods.

I spent a sleepless night in terror.

The next morning, the LCD screen woke me from my daze.

Another green dot had appeared, far away, perhaps over a hundred kilometers. The mission completion time was two and a half hours.

I hopped on my motorcycle and sped towards the green dot.

Behind me, the section of the national highway where the accident had occurred had been cleared; Li Xiong's body was presumably in the morgue.

A little over an hour later, I arrived at a small county town. The green dot wasn't in the town itself, but near the outskirts.

Standing at the entrance of a community—clearly a new one, with all the houses new—I wondered why the devil had brought me here.

It was a small county town, so there were usually no security guards at the gates; I easily entered.

I walked towards the green dot and entered Building 3.

Next, I was puzzled, unsure what to do. I didn't know if the green dot was on the first floor, the second floor, or some other floor, since the building had seven floors.

And the dot was clearly inside someone's apartment; was I supposed to knock on every door and check every floor? That would surely get me arrested.

Just then, a few people walked in from outside the community, a young woman being surrounded by several people, crying miserably.

Feeling guilty, I quickly found a corner to hide.

The crying grew clearer and clearer; the woman's sobs were heart-wrenching, as if her husband had died.

"Daughter-in-law, don't worry! Da Xiong is gone, but from now on, I'll be your mother. Your parents will protect you with all our might!" The old woman's cries weren't as loud, but they sounded even more devastating. Da Xiong?

I was slightly stunned. Could this young woman be the wife of the driver, Li Xiong? And this old woman be Li Xiong's mother?

My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly shook my head, trying to banish those thoughts.

"Cremation is good, it'll end it all!" The old woman's voice was hoarse, like stagnant water, then softened with pity. "Daughter-in-law, I won't be going back these next few days. I

'll stay with you!" "No need, Mother! I want to be alone! I've heard that after someone dies, if they have any attachments, their spirit will return to see the person they longed for. I'll stay home alone these next few days and see if he comes!" With that, the young woman burst into tears, both sorrowful and aggrieved, as if Li Xiong had wronged her.

And it was true; Li Xiong was a notorious womanizer.

But the young woman's voice was alluring; even her mournful cries had a seductive quality. I really wanted to peek out and see her face clearly.

The group walked downstairs, and the young woman said, "Mother, you should go back! I want to go back to bed and sleep. I don't want to do anything or think about anything! Father-in-law is still in the hospital; please go and take care of him!"

"How can I leave you alone at home?" the old woman cried again.

After some insistence and refusals, the old woman and her group finally left the community.

Then, the young woman went upstairs again, sobbing.

The dot on the LCD screen above was probably this young woman; I followed her at a distance.

Watching her back as she walked up the stairs, her slender waist and round hips swaying gracefully, she was quite alluring.

She lived on the second floor.

After she entered, I originally wanted to listen to the sounds inside by pressing my ear against the door, but that would be too easy to be discovered. Although most people were at work, if someone ran out and saw me pressing my ear against the door, they would probably immediately call the police and arrest me.

So, I went around to the back of the house, and under the cover of the trees and not many people paying attention, I climbed onto the young woman's back balcony.

I gently pushed open the balcony door; it wasn't locked. The room was empty, except for the soft sound of a shower coming from the bathroom.

The young woman had just come from the crematorium and gone to take a shower.

I wanted to crawl under the bed, but it was solid and didn't have a base.

Frustrated, I quickly found a large wardrobe and crawled inside—the one for winter clothes.

Since the young woman was showering, she'd probably come to the wardrobe to find something to wear.

Sure enough, a little while later, the young woman came out of the bathroom, humming a little tune.

I was shocked: her husband had just died, and she was humming a tune? She was just crying her heart out down there.

Unfortunately, I closed the wardrobe door a little too tightly, so I couldn't see what was happening.

However, a very attractive young woman emerged from the bathroom, lightly draped in a large towel, drying her hair as she walked. Her thighs were partially exposed as she walked, a sight that was incredibly alluring.

Her singing talent was clearly mediocre; she went off-key halfway through a song and then stopped, switching to another.

"Beautiful young woman, wanton young woman, young woman enters the man's tent..." Listening to her sing a slightly hoarse, altered version of a Northeastern folk song, a surge of lust rose within me.

"Sigh!" The seductive woman lay down on the bed, as if making herself most comfortable, and then sighed with captivating charm, "Li Xiong, how could you die like this?"

"How could you die like this?" she repeated, her voice filled with sorrow.

"Could this woman have feelings for Li Xiong, and her singing of the folk song was just due to excessive mental stimulation?" I couldn't help but secretly wonder.

"I hadn't even planned how to kill you properly, and you're already dead?" Then, the woman's words sent chills down my spine.

However, I had an instinct that what she was about to say would be shocking. So, I silently pressed the record button on my phone.

"I originally wanted to tamper with your car, but who knew you knew cars better than women? You could spot the problem at the slightest sound and fix it!" The woman continued, muttering to herself, "I also wanted to poison your food, but that's too easy. If you died, I'd be the first one investigated. Then, I wouldn't get the three million life insurance payout. So, I racked my brains, thinking about how to kill you without anyone suspecting me, so I could get the three million safely!"

My heart stopped beating!

I finally knew who had claimed this one million mission from! It was this slut in front of me.

After learning her secret of wanting to harm her husband to obtain three million, I used this secret to blackmail her. After she received the three million, I extorted one million from her.

Moreover, I had a recording as evidence. She couldn't refuse my one million. Otherwise, if I broke off all pretense, she wouldn't get a single penny.

At that moment, I felt a surge of ecstatic joy.

It turned out this devil was truly omnipotent, truly capable of fulfilling my wishes.

However, the way he helped me achieve my wish was completely different from what I imagined.

He made me create an accident! He placed banana peels on the bluestone slabs of the fishpond, so that the little girl would fall into the pond. The

little girl falling into the pond meant her father, Scarface, would have to take her to the hospital and couldn't manage his fish farm. Therefore, he had to let a more honest henchman manage the fish farm.

The fish farm's wine was diluted with water, and this honest henchman couldn't stand it and forbade the waiters from diluting it.

Li Xiong always drank two and a half ounces of watered-down wine, so he was a little dizzy but not drunk.

That day, after drinking two and a half ounces of undiluted liquor, I got drunk and very dizzy. Then I drove a truck, had an accident, and died!

That way, Li Xiong's wife got her three million, and I got my one million.

Not robbery, not theft! A million obtained very safely! Throughout the whole process, I didn't bear any legal responsibility.

After a moment of ecstasy, I felt a suffocating fear, a fear of the terror of this demon.

By creating a tiny accident in a minor detail, everything was changed, and all my goals were achieved.

A banana peel helped me get a million. Of course, there was also a life lost, perhaps more than one!

My mind was a jumbled mess, extremely excited, extremely afraid, extremely cold, thinking about all sorts of chaotic things.

[Episode 1: My Wish] Chapter 6: Childhood Temptation

Suddenly, my eyes lit up; a naked woman stood before me. She opened the wardrobe door, looking for clothes.

Very fair skin, slightly plump, voluptuous. She had large breasts, a large bottom, and extremely alluring eyes. Her small mouth, as innocent as that of a girl named Wan Jun (referring to the character Jin Ming played as a child in the TV series "Wan Jun"), seemed completely out of place with her seductive eyes.

I thought she would immediately scream, which would be troublesome; if she attracted the neighbors, I would be doomed.

But instead of screaming, she immediately turned and ran, leaving me standing there dumbfounded in the wardrobe.

Then, she swiftly returned to my side. This time, she held a sharp kitchen knife and lunged at me, aiming directly for my head.

"Damn it, the most vicious heart is a woman's, this heart is too vicious!" A chill ran through me, thinking that I was the one who should be screaming now.

Her attack was too fierce, intended to kill me. I didn't dare to grab her hand or take the knife away, and could only slam the wardrobe door shut.

"Bang!" The entire wardrobe shook as the kitchen knife slammed into the door. The knife

had penetrated very deep; if it had hit her head, she would have died instantly

. "My life is over!" I cried out in a cold sweat, terrified. I hadn't even gotten my hands on that million before I was already dead.

A woman who kills without blinking an eye, wielding a kitchen knife and hacking wildly—I was bound to die at her hands sooner or 　　later .

"Hmm!" Suddenly, I noticed the woman groaning violently. I

immediately realized that her knife had slashed too hard, embedding itself too deeply into the wardrobe door, and she couldn't pull it out.

Now was the time to kick . 　　I kicked the wardrobe door hard. "Ah!" The woman screamed, slamming into the floor. 　　I rushed forward, grabbed her hands, and pinned her to the ground. 　　The woman struggled desperately, without a sound, just a desperate struggle. 　　She was incredibly strong. 　　I couldn't wrestle her hands, and it looked like she was about to break free. 　　Helpless, I yanked the knife off the wardrobe door and aimed it at her neck. 　　She immediately quieted down, temporarily, though her alluring eyes darted around. 　　"I think you know what to do." I pressed the knife against her neck, intending only to threaten her slightly, but due to my excessive tension, I accidentally cut a small gash in her delicate neck, and blood immediately flowed out. 　　The woman winced in pain, but wasn't particularly afraid. Instead, she looked at me defiantly and said, "How much do you want? Five hundred thousand? One million?" 　　This woman was no simpleton. Before I could even speak, she had already said it herself, making my confidence falter considerably. 　　I wanted to say one million, but the words caught in my throat.

Damn it, this woman got over three million without lifting a finger, and I'm only asking for one million? That's too much of a loss.

"I want half!" I gritted my teeth. "If I don't get it, it's a fight to the death, and you won't get a single penny."

"No problem!" The woman sneered, then said to me, "It's still at least a month or so before I get the money. Are you planning to hold a knife to my throat like this?"

Suddenly, I was in a dilemma again.

Yes, the insurance company's millions in compensation wouldn't be in my hands for several days.

So what should I do in the meantime? If I don't keep an eye on this woman every day, she might run away after getting the money.

If I do keep an eye on her every day, I'll have to live in this house. This woman is so vicious; I might accidentally get killed

by her one day. This woman is incredibly cunning; being with her is practically impossible to guard against.

But if I don't keep an eye on her every day, she might escape

without warning. "Where's your son or daughter?" I looked around and asked.

If they take her children as hostages, they'll be sure she pays. Even the most vicious woman can't ignore the lives of her own children.

"I don't have sons or daughters. Even if I accidentally get pregnant, I'll abort them," the woman sneered, her eyes filled with boundless hatred.

"Can't decide? You want to stay here and watch me constantly, but you're afraid I'll harm you. If you don't watch me, you're afraid I'll run away," the woman smiled at me.

"I think you should stay! Whenever you feel the urge tonight, just climb into my bed." The woman glanced at my erect penis, her gaze neither seductive nor alluring, but utterly direct and naked, and laughed, "You can sleep with me anytime before you get the money."

My breathing became heavy, but the more she said that, the less I dared to touch her; at that moment, she was like a venomous scorpion.

One wrong touch, and I could die.

"I really should have waited until she got the money before contacting her. That way, I wouldn't have had to endure these agonizing days before she got the money." I was filled with endless regret. If I hadn't hidden in the wardrobe, I wouldn't have been discovered, and none of this would have happened.

"It's simple if you want to guard against me harming you. Just throw away all the weapons in the house. That way, during the day, I, a weak woman, definitely can't beat you. The only thing you need to be careful about is when you're sleeping at night." The woman, holding clothes in her hands, said, "At night, you can tie me up with rope, and untie me during the day."

And so, the woman was tightly bound with rope from head to toe, like a dumpling. She couldn't even move a little, let alone untie herself.

Even so, I was still not at ease, so I tied her to the sofa with rope as well.

That night, she was tied to the sofa, and I lay on her bed.

After tying her up, I gagged her. I went to her bathtub and took a nice, relaxing bath.

After I finished, I realized I had no clean clothes to change into. I wouldn't wear that damned Li Xiong's clothes; they're too unlucky.

So, I had no choice but to find this woman's clothes to wear, then comfortably lay down on her bed, found some food, and made my dinner.

To appear relaxed, I even turned on the TV, but I couldn't concentrate on anything; my mind was still a mess.

In the dim light, the woman, bound, didn't struggle, her eyes open, remaining very quiet and not particularly afraid.

She was still naked, only wearing a bath towel. Now, her body was tightly bound with rope, her flesh bulging, her breasts and hips even more prominent.

This woman's skin was incredibly white and smooth, her long hair slightly curly, though her face was somewhat distorted now that her mouth was gagged.

That white skin, those big eyes—she looked incredibly alluring, very sexy.

Especially since she was such a voluptuous woman, even her waist appeared very full and fleshy.

I didn't watch TV; I just kept staring at her. I never imagined such a small county could produce such a beautiful woman.

Despite being stared at by a man who had illegally broken into her home, the woman didn't seem flustered or uneasy; instead, she met my gaze.

Gradually, my breathing became heavy; this woman was truly deadly. I looked away.

When I looked at her again, I noticed her mouth was wet; upon closer inspection, I realized it was drool. With her

mouth stuffed with a strip of cloth, the drool couldn't be stopped.

I thought for a moment, then got up and went over to her, pulling the cloth out of her mouth.

Instantly, glistening drool overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she immediately closed her small mouth. But the drool still dripped down her neck.

She twisted uncomfortably.

I went to the bathroom, got a towel, wiped her mouth clean, and lay back down on the bed.

After a while, I noticed she was shivering. I then remembered that it was getting chilly at night, and she was naked and tied to the sofa; she must be shivering from the cold.

I took a blanket and draped it over her. Although I didn't want to please her, I still didn't want any unpleasantness with her before getting the money. Otherwise, when a woman goes crazy, she loses her mind and would rather not have the money than let me have it.

In the dim light, exhausted from a long day, my eyes began to glaze over, yet I couldn't sleep soundly, desperately trying to keep them open, but I couldn't resist the urge to drowsiness.

"Chu Yu, what have you been doing these past few years?" the woman suddenly spoke, causing my body, lying on the bed, to spring up like a rubber band, instantly stiffening.

I immediately wanted to rush out and run far away.

However, I quickly lay back down, and after a long while, I calmed my incredibly agitated emotions and stammered, "What...what did you just call me? How do you know my name?"

The woman laughed self-deprecatingly and said to me, "I recognized you when you held a knife to my neck. You still haven't recognized me?"

I couldn't help but look closely at her face, desperately trying to recall the face in my mind. Her

skin was especially white! A little plump! Big eyes! Small mouth!

Who fits these characteristics?

Li Huijun!

A girl's face flashed into my mind, along with her name—Li Huijun, my classmate in the first year of junior high. Then, those long-buried memories surged forth.

When I was in the first year of junior high, I was only twelve years old, and the other classmates were about the same age.

But Li Huijun had taken a few years off from school due to some illness, so she was already sixteen when she entered junior high.

She was a full three years older than the girls in her class, and sixteen-year-old girls are already quite developed. Her firm breasts and round buttocks made Li Huijun quite eye-catching, making the other girls in the class seem like newly ripened persimmons, incredibly immature.

Moreover, the junior high school I attended was a rural school, where both boys and girls were still quite immature.

So, Li Huijun attracted almost all the boys in my class. My classmates and I would secretly watch her during class all day. The more precocious boys wrote her love letters and gave her gifts every day.

Li Huijun really caused quite a stir in several classes back then.

I remember my roommate Li Jun secretly taking a picture of Li Huijun with his dad's point-and-shoot camera, then secretly masturbating under the covers with a flashlight.

After a while, everyone in the dorm learned to masturbate to her picture, including me.

Actually, not only us, but even our newly arrived young PE teacher touched her inappropriately during PE class.

Of course, I wasn't exactly innocent either. During PE class, I stared countless times at her exposed, white cleavage when she bent over.

So, Li Huijun had another nickname back then: "Vixen."

This nickname was given to me by Zhou Zhenzhen, who sat behind me, and then it stuck because of the other girls in the class who were extremely jealous of Li Huijun.

I remember clearly why Li Huijun had this nickname.

Li Huijun wasn't very diligent in her studies; she was a bit of a sleepyhead and was often late. One day, she woke up very late, and the teacher had already started lecturing when she rushed into the classroom. Her hair was a little messy, and she still looked sleepy.

At that time, the TV series "Journey to the West" was airing, and there was a scene where a king went hunting in the mountains and encountered a demon who had just woken up. Her sleepy and alluring appearance captivated the king.

When the girls saw the charm that Li Huijun exuded when she was sleepy, they called her a fox spirit.

Li Huijun really did have the air of a fox spirit.

In the first year of junior high, our rural middle school didn't have the term "class beauty." However, in the hearts of all the boys, Li Huijun was the undisputed number one beauty.

My lifelong dream has always been that when I become successful, I will sleep with all the beauties in my memory. Whether I knew her or not; whether she was unattainable, whether she made me feel inferior, or whether she fueled my fantasies.

Li Huijun was one of them, even the first woman I fantasized about. More than once, I wanted to take advantage of the crowd to bump into her buttocks, and more than once, I wanted to climb the wall to peep at her while she was using the toilet.

The most extreme time was in the summer, when I was burning with desire; I was incredibly agitated by the opposite sex's body, and I desperately wanted to sneak into the girls' dormitory under the cover of darkness to touch Li Huijun's breasts and buttocks, to see what her vulva looked like.

I even left the dormitory, tiptoeing like a thief, to within a few dozen meters of the girls' dormitory.

Ultimately, however, I was too cowardly to actually sneak into the girls' dormitory; I've always been a bit timid.

Because of the name Li Huijun, I was suddenly plunged into an inescapable reverie.

Actually, during the year I was classmates with Li Huijun, I barely spoke to her. She was always surrounded by what were then considered dashing and handsome men, while I was short, dark-skinned, and looked like a potato.

I never imagined that my next meeting with Li Huijun would be under such circumstances.

In my mind, I should have appeared before them dressed in designer clothes, wearing a gold watch, driving a luxury car, impeccably dressed, making them feel that they were definitely missing out if they hadn't contacted me.

But today's meeting was, frankly, extremely sordid and sleazy.

"After graduating from university, I worked in advertising planning at a company," I said vaguely.

This was a rather general statement. A humble person might say they were a director at a large international company. A boastful person might say they were just a low-level employee at a small company. Anyway, "advertising planning" is a very versatile term.

Li Huijun smiled faintly and then remained silent.

This world seems so small, or perhaps that demon is all-knowing. My ideal began with this million-dollar mission.

My incredibly grand ideal is to sleep with every beautiful woman I've ever met in my memory.

"I dropped out of high school, and my dad forced me to marry that short-lived bastard," Li Huijun said calmly, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes.

"Wasn't he good to you?" I couldn't help but think of how many vulgar men like to beat their wives and commit domestic violence.

"He ruined my dream." Li Huijun's voice turned sorrowful. "When I was little, I spent many years in the hospital for treatment, so I was several years older than you when I went to school. But my grades weren't bad then. I thought I would go to high school and university, and become a member of the upper class. But that bastard Li Xiong had his eye on me when I was in middle school. To get me, he dragged my good-for-nothing father to gamble. When he lost, I lent him money and even helped him take out high-interest loans. In the end, those thugs came to our door, chopped off my father's fingers, and tried to rape me. Li Xiong promised to give money to save my whole family, but I had to leave school immediately to marry him. That's how I became the wife of a vulgar driver."

Listening to her words, I didn't really feel anything. Because what Li Xiong did was actually quite to my liking. If I wanted a beautiful woman like Li Huijun to be my woman, I would probably use similar methods.

But it was precisely because Li Xiong's methods were similar to mine that I hated him even more and felt he deserved to die.

"Actually, going to university doesn't necessarily make you part of high society. To become part of high society, you need a lot of money or a lot of power," I said seriously. In my understanding, to become part of high society, you need at least a hundred million US dollars.

Li Huijun shook her head, the light in her eyes dimming, and muttered to herself, "You don't know, you don't understand. Some people, no matter how rich, are still looked down upon. You can't understand what others are saying..."

Then, Li Huijun seemed to lose interest in speaking.

So, I lay on the bed, and Li Huijun sat asleep in a chair.

In the middle of the night, I covered Li Huijun with a blanket and then loosened her bindings; otherwise, the ropes binding her all night would cause problems.

Then, I lay back down on the bed and started snoring after about ten minutes.

Of course, I wasn't asleep. I just wanted to test whether, if I gave Li Huijun a chance, loosened her bindings, and then pretended to be asleep, she would take the opportunity to kill me.

After all, as long as I lived, I would always be a threat to her, and I would take half of her money.

However, fate played a cruel trick on us; we were classmates, which made our relationship awkward. It was as if taking just one step closer would turn us into very close friends, while distancing ourselves even slightly would lead to each other's deaths for personal gain.

In the middle of the night, I was snoring, my eyes gently closed.

Li Huijun didn't sneak over to kill me; instead, she stared at me for a long time before closing her eyes and falling into a deep, peaceful sleep, unlike my anxious state.

Perhaps I really am a petty person, far less honest than Li Huijun.

The next morning, I asked Li Huijun why she was sleeping so peacefully. Wasn't she worried that I might harm her?

"What harm? Kill me? Or take the opportunity to rape me?" Li Huijun widened her beautiful eyes and laughed, "Kill me, and I won't get any money. Take the opportunity to rape me? I'm not some innocent young girl, why would I care so much about this body?"

Then Li Huijun added, laughing, "Actually, there's not much difference between one million and one and a half million. What three million can do, one and a half million can also do. What one and a half million can't do, three million can't do either."

Yes! In a sense, one and a half million and three million are no different. At the current price level, one and a half million in the bank, in a slightly smaller city, could live comfortably for a lifetime just by collecting interest... If you want to do big things, buy a super car, live in a mansion, three million isn't even a fart.

I understood why Li Huijun would say those things to me. Since three million and one and a half million were roughly the same, she certainly wouldn't risk fighting me for that difference; in fact, it might end in a lose-lose situation, leaving her with nothing.

She was a smart woman, very shrewd.

"Before we get that money, we're partners with shared interests. We need to work together for that benefit," Li Huijun added with a smile. "Once we get that money, we can restore our classmate relationship."

I got out of bed and realized I didn't have any clothes to wear.

"I'll go downstairs to buy some breakfast and get you some clothes," Li Huijun said casually, but it put me in a difficult position.

My wariness of her had lessened considerably, but that didn't mean I trusted her. What if she just left and disappeared? What if she got really ruthless and secretly brought some thugs to kill me? What then?

Ji Huijun got up from her chair and stretched, clearly not comfortable after sleeping in it all night.

A voluptuous woman's figure is truly breathtaking when she stretches; her breasts are so full you almost want to bury your head in them.

I, being an early riser, had a strong morning erection. If Li Huijun weren't my classmate, but just an ordinary hostage, I probably would have already rushed at her and raped her.

Then, Li Huijun actually took off her bathrobe, revealing her smooth, white, and creamy naked body.

"Whoa!" My crotch swelled even more, even causing a sharp pain in my scrotum.

Damn, this woman is so voluptuous; her whole body is like a white steamed bun. Although her waist isn't particularly thin, paired with her large hips and breasts, her slightly plump waist looks incredibly wild.

She didn't seem to be deliberately seducing me; she just naturally took off her clothes. However, her legs were tightly closed, and she didn't bend over or thrust her hips; in fact, her round buttocks were clenched tightly, making it impossible for me to see the slit of her vulva.

While I hesitated, wondering if I was about to act like a beast, she had already put on her clothes and softened her voice considerably, saying, "It'll be a long time before we get the money. You can't keep watching me like this forever. We need to eat these days, and we need to go to the insurance company to complete the necessary procedures before we can get the money. You can keep an eye on me from a distance, but you can't tie me up. Putting aside the question of whether you trust me or not, you just need to know one thing: I also want that money, and I won't run away before I get it. How about this, every time I go out and don't come back for three hours, you can take those recordings to the police."

"Yes! I can tie her up for a day, two days. But three days, four days? We can't go without eating, can we? I can't go to buy groceries and meals. A stranger like me going in and out of a woman's house where her husband just died will attract attention. Besides, it's ultimately Li Huijun who has to go to the insurance company to collect the money." I kept thinking to myself, and then looked at my almost naked body, without even a change of clothes.

"Fine! Go out, and come back in two hours!" I said calmly.

"Don't worry!" Li Huijun went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face, then asked, "Do you want noodles or steamed buns?" "

Whatever!" I replied.

"Okay!" Li Huijun walked to the door, took out a pair of boots from the shoe cabinet, and bent down to change her shoes.

Instantly, her large, round buttocks stretched taut under her short skirt, almost bursting open.

"If anyone knocks on the door, absolutely do not answer! Pretend no one is inside, understand?"

[Episode 1: My Wish] Chapter 7: Fatal Crisis

More than half an hour passed, and I was filled with unease.

My previous trust in Li Huijun had completely vanished during the wait.

"What if she really calls a few thugs to kill me to silence me?" This thought kept replaying in my mind, causing my initially burgeoning lust to instantly subside.

"Although she is my classmate, even brothers can betray each other in the face of money, let alone classmates." I suddenly jumped out of bed and hastily grabbed some clothes to put on. Then I took out several bed sheets from the closet, tied them to the window, and hid behind a set of closets near the window on the balcony.

If Li Huijun really brought people to kill me to silence me, I knew I was no match and wouldn't linger; I would grab the bed sheets and jump out the window immediately. I

don't know how much time passed, but I heard the sound of a door opening outside. I immediately held my breath, my ears perked up.

Fortunately, I only heard her footsteps, and after opening the door, she immediately closed it again, so she probably didn't bring anyone with her.

Li Huijun didn't go directly into the room but went to the kitchen, followed by the sound of bowls and chopsticks.

After everything was arranged, Li Huijun entered the room, laughing as she went, "Were you waiting impatiently? Everyone around here recognizes me, so I went a little further to buy you clothes, which took a bit of a while!"

Then, Li Huijun noticed that I was no longer on the bed. Her expression changed slightly, and her voice became anxious as she called out, "Chu Yu? Chu Yu?"

I didn't answer her immediately but looked at her through the crack in the window. After seeing her anxious expression and her dejected look, I came out from the balcony and smiled at her, saying, "You're back!"

She was clearly a little unhappy, casually tossing the clothes I had bought onto the bed, saying, "These are your clothes, change. Come and have breakfast!"

Heh heh! I sneered inwardly. Being an upright gentleman is quite satisfying, people praise you for your character and virtues, but dying is also quite satisfying.

As I dressed, I muttered to myself, and walked out of the room towards the dining table.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth first!" Li Huijun said, pouring a bag of soy milk into a bowl.

I walked into the bathroom and was immediately taken aback to see an unopened toothbrush and a brand-new towel; strangely enough, a warm feeling welled up inside me.

I shook my head violently, splashed water on my face to clear my head, then brushed my teeth and washed my face.

I think I'm not bad looking, although I matured relatively late, only in the last two years. I thought to myself as I looked in the mirror.

The clothes Li Huijun bought me were quite nice, made of good material, and fit well.

"Do you want soy milk or noodles? I also bought fried dough sticks and steamed buns." Li Huijun was already holding a bowl of soy milk, ready to drink it.

I'm not from the north and don't like noodles, so I picked up the

bowl of soy milk in front of me. I hadn't eaten well all day yesterday and was starving. Actually, being hungry was bearable, but the main problem was thirst. I was so thirsty while brushing my teeth that I almost drank the water in my toothbrush cup.

Now, smelling the fragrant soy milk was like seeing sweet water after walking in the desert for days, and I couldn't resist drinking it all in one gulp.

But then a thought suddenly struck me, and I smiled at Li Huijun, saying, "I'll switch bowls with you."

Li Huijun's eyebrows twitched, she bit her lip hard, didn't say anything, and immediately took the bowl of soy milk from me, slamming her own down in front of me to express her displeasure.

Like I said, I really care about my life. What if Li Huijun put poison in my soy milk?

I picked up the soy milk to drink, but then a thought struck me. I handed it to Li Huijun, saying, "You take a sip first!"

Li Huijun's lips were already trembling.

Although I felt a little guilty, I insisted. What if Li Huijun knew I was going to switch the soy milk and poisoned it?

Li Huijun stared at me with her large eyes, then took the bowl of soy milk, took a big, forceful gulp, and swallowed it down. She

choked and coughed violently from the excitement.

"I'm sorry!" I blushed, picked up the bowl again, and was about to drink it all in one gulp.

Li Huijun's beautiful eyes remained fixed on me, her lips trembling slightly as she said, "If you don't want to drink it, then don't!"

It seemed her tone wasn't just a sullen remark.

I was truly pathetic; if I were Li Huijun, I would despise myself too.

I cowardly drank the soy milk in one gulp, without even tasting it.

At this moment, Li Huijun lowered her head and gently tore off the large white steamed bun in her hand, putting it into her mouth.

I snatched the bun from her hand and gnawed on it forcefully, jokingly saying, "I just like eating what you've eaten."

It was almost a teasing remark, and Li Huijun forced a smile at me.

"What is your biggest wish in life?" Li Huijun suddenly asked.

I was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "First, of course, to get ahead, to have countless amounts of money, and endless power."

"Oh!" Li Huijun responded lightly, but she didn't seem to be moved by my extremely lofty ideal.

"What about your immediate wishes? What about slightly smaller wishes?" Li Huijun's expression suddenly became very serious.

I thought hard, originally wanting to say to sleep with her, to sleep with other class beauties, to sleep with all the school beauties I've met, and all the beauties in my memory.

But the person in front of me was the one I was going to sleep with, so naturally I couldn't say that.

"Right now, all I want is a decent house, a pretty good car, and some savings so I can live comfortably," I said, which was pretty much the truth.

"Is there anything else you can't let go of?" Li Huijun suddenly asked.

My heart skipped a beat, and I coldly replied, "What do you mean?"

"Is there anything else you can't let go of?" Li Huijun asked again.

"Ah!" A sudden, sharp pain shot through my stomach, my limbs convulsed, and I collapsed to the ground.

Li Huijun quickly retreated, a kitchen knife swiftly appearing in her hand.

"Was the soy milk poisoned?" My vision went black, my body turned ice-cold, my stomach felt like it was being stabbed, my throat was hoarse, and I felt utterly weak.

"Yes!" Li Huijun nodded.

"Impossible, impossible!" I could barely speak, but I truly couldn't die in peace. We had exchanged a bowl of soy milk, and she had already taken a sip. If the soy milk was poisoned, why wasn't she poisoned?

Of course, the nonsense about her taking the antidote beforehand is just fiction from novels. This kind of fast-acting poison has no antidote; the only thing to do after being poisoned is to immediately pump out the stomach.

Li Huijun seemed to know what I was thinking. She bit her lip and whispered, "The poison isn't in the soy milk, but smeared on the rim of the bowl. Only a little over half a bowl of soy milk was poured, so it wouldn't touch the poison if it was laid flat. When I drank it, I was facing the rim of the bowl without the poison. You're opposite me, so your mouth is naturally facing the poisoned rim. Even if it's not completely facing it, it doesn't matter. When you pour the soy milk into your mouth, it will naturally overflow the rim and pick up the poison."

What a cunning woman, what a powerful woman, what a vicious woman!

I should have realized it; I should have known when she stabbed me without hesitation yesterday.

I never expected to be deceived by her words and actions, to actually trust her! Of course, I can't say I trusted her, but I've ultimately fallen for her trick.

However, Li Huijun didn't seem to feel much joy in her victory. Holding a kitchen knife, she didn't seem inclined to dismember me.

"Is there anything you can't let go of?" Li Huijun asked me again.

"Yes! Is there anything I can't let go of?" I asked myself, almost unconscious.

I had nothing? Nothing to hold me back.

My girlfriend ran away, so naturally I had nothing to hold me back.

Perhaps, I really had nothing to hold me back.

I slowly closed my eyes, my tone indifferent, as if it were nothing at all: "If it's convenient, give those two old geezers some money. Not too much, a few tens of thousands will be enough!"

A few tens of thousands of yuan, if the two old folks are frugal, should be enough for them to live to their graves.

I laughed at myself.

And Li Huijun actually nodded very seriously, then just stared at me, watching my life gradually slip away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Just then, a knock came from outside, instantly shattering the terrible silence inside.

Li Huijun's face suddenly turned cold, and she pricked up her ears, ignoring the voice.

Pretending that no one was inside was the only way; if someone came in and found a dead body, Li Huijun would be doomed.

"Little Junjun, little slut, I know you're in there. It's your brother Xu! Let me in! Your short-lived husband is dead, I've come to comfort you!" The man's voice outside was full of lust, lewd and smug.

Li Huijun remained silent, only pricking up her ears.

"Don't pretend. I saw you coming back with the fried dough sticks and soy milk. I followed you from a distance. But I was afraid of being seen, so I waited until everyone in the building went to work before coming over." The man outside chuckled sharply.

Li Huijun knew she couldn't keep up the act any longer, and her face turned cold as she said, "Boss Xu, please have some self-respect. Although I've just lost my husband, I'm not a slut who can't live without men. You'd better leave now, and I'll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, if I yell, it won't look good for anyone."

"Oh! My little Junjun is angry." The man's voice outside became even more lewd as he said, "I'm here not only to comfort your long-deprived body, but also to help you plan those three million yuan."

Li Huijun's expression changed, and she whispered, "What do you mean, Boss Xu? I don't quite understand."

"My darling little slut, don't pretend you don't know," the man outside said. "You've been coming to my repair shop lately asking about brakes, why car accidents happen, what kind of malfunctions lead to death, and so on. Then you started bragging about your deadbeat husband taking out millions in life insurance, and then he died. If I hadn't seen another woman doing this on TV the other day, I wouldn't have known about all this!"

Li Huijun's face turned pale. To be honest, although she had inquired about these things, it was just that—inquiries. She didn't intend to kill Li Xiong this way. It would be easy to find a malfunction in the car, and then suspicion would fall on Li Huijun. She wouldn't do such a dangerous plan.

And now, that bastard Li Xiong had gotten drunk and died in a car accident. Although she hadn't killed him, if that man outside really spread these rumors, the police would probably be happy to arrest Li Huijun and save the insurance company millions of dollars.

Even on the day Li Xiong died, the police spoke with her. If it weren't for her convincing act and her mother-in-law's protection, the police might have already started investigating her.

"Since my little Junjun won't open the door, I'll have to go to the police station. Reporting illegal and criminal activities is the duty of every citizen." With that, the man feigned concern and started to leave.

Li Huijun didn't stop him immediately. Instead, she stared intently at him with her large eyes, her gaze growing colder and colder, before slowly raising the kitchen knife.

I understood her meaning. If she wanted to let that man in, she couldn't let me stay. Only by killing me and hiding me could she prevent the man outside from discovering me. Otherwise, if I touched something lightly or made a sound, the man would discover there was a dying man in the house—a man killed by Li Huijun—which would cause her a lot of trouble. At least it would give the man another handle to use against Li Huijun, allowing him to better control her. This handle was murder, enough to cost Li Huijun her head.

Li Huijun slowly approached me, a kitchen knife in hand, her beautiful face taut. She knelt down in front of me, pointing the knife at my neck.

With just a gentle slash, I would die; only the dead remain silent.

My body was ice-cold, devoid of strength and feeling, yet I could still feel the coldness and sharpness of the knife, and a deep terror.

However, Li Huijun's gaze suddenly softened. She then set the knife aside, helped me up, and stuffed me into the large wardrobe in the room—the same wardrobe where I had hidden the previous night.

Next, she went straight to the door, staring at the lewd, grinning man outside, leaning against the door and glaring at him.

The man laughed as he entered the room, then casually sat down in a chair, but quickly stood up again, walked into the bedroom, and sat on the bed.

"What do you want? Speak!" Li Huijun said bluntly.

The man's breathing grew heavy. He said, "Don't be so formal, let me kiss you first. God, this face, this mouth, these eyes, this ass, these breasts. Every night when I'm having sex with my wife, I close my eyes and imagine her as you. Or I just mentally scrutinize you completely while rubbing my penis. That's more exciting than having sex with my wife, I can't take it anymore. Even if you hadn't killed Li Xiong, I would have killed him and taken you. Baby, come on, spread your legs, let me see your pussy, let me see your ass, is it the same as the one in my head, quick, quick..."

By the end, the man seemed to have gone mad, showing how much he craved Li Huijun.

After saying that, the lustful man could no longer restrain himself. He suddenly jumped off the bed, grabbed Li Huijun, and tried to press her down.

"Ah!" Suddenly, the man screamed, and then blood flowed from between his fingers.

"You slut, you bitch!" the man roared, trembling as he pulled the knife from his side.

"You actually tried to kill me, you actually tried to kill me!" The man was both terrified and furious, watching the blood gush from his wound, his whole body shaking.

He punched Li Huijun hard, knocking her onto the bed, then rained down blows, before staring tremblingly at his wound.

Actually, he was incredibly lucky. Li Huijun had intended to kill him while he was assaulting her, so she had concealed the knife on her wrist, then moved it down his waist to his chest, finally stabbing him to death.

But she hadn't expected this scumbag to be so ticklish, incredibly ticklish. The moment Li Huijun's hand touched his waist, he jumped up, immediately swatting her hand away, only to grab a knife instead.

Unable to pierce his heart, Li Huijun tried to stab him in the waist with her last chance, but the man's fear of death gripped the blade tightly, leaving only a shallow cut.

Then, a storm of punches inflicted excruciating pain on the frail woman, temporarily rendering her immobile.

The man quickly realized his wound wasn't deep and, suppressing his fear, tore off a strip of cloth and tied it tightly.

He saw a rope on the ground—the very rope I used to tie Li Huijun up the night before.

With a chuckle, the man picked up the rope and, taking advantage of Li Huijun's weakness, tried to tie her up.

Li Huijun struggled desperately, and the man rained down several more punches. After a great deal of effort, he finally tied Li Huijun up like a dumpling, but the man, both excited and lustful, tied her haphazardly. This wasn't like tying a bow; as long as she couldn't escape, it was fine.

After tying her up, the man lay on the bed to rest, panting heavily.

Gradually, the man's breathing calmed, his gaze settling on Li Huijun's curvaceous body. He swallowed hard.

Then, his breathing became heavy again.

Trembling, he knelt beside the bed, his eyes fixed on Li Huijun's face, a face that could make a middle-aged man's dreams come true, his eyes seeming to spit fire.

Trembling, he reached out his hands, wanting to touch Li Huijun's body, but unsure where to begin.

Before, he had only tried to sneak a touch of her soft, white hands to take advantage of her, but now her entire vibrant, fragrant body was before him, and he could touch her wherever he wanted, however he wanted. He was at a loss for words.

His hands swept over her breasts, over her buttocks, and then landed on her skirt.

He suddenly tried to tear the skirt open, forcefully spreading her thighs, his trembling, hoarse throat uttering, "Let me see your vulva, let me see your vulva..."

His hands trembled, yet he couldn't tear her skirt open; instead, his groin swelled so badly he could barely stand.

He reached into his pants, his gaze fixed on Li Huijun's mountain-like buttocks, frantically thrusting his member.

No matter how he rubbed, it wasn't satisfying, yet it was incredibly ecstatic. Like a dying man, the man let out incomprehensible groans, trembling as he pressed his body against Li Huijun.

Li Huijun's body wasn't flat; it rose and fell. In his excitement and tension, the man slipped down. Unable to resist, he groaned as his throbbing, almost bursting erection pressed against the bed, trembling as he climbed back onto Li Huijun's body.

"Bang!" Like a watermelon being smashed, a spurt of blood erupted.

The man made even stranger sounds, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, accompanied by the shudder of orgasm, before collapsing limply onto the bed.

A gash appeared on his head, and blood quickly soaked half the bed.

The blood-soaked dumbbell fell to the floor, and my body slumped down, crushing Li Huijun's incredibly sexy body.

Then everything went black, and I knew nothing more, only white foam gushing from my mouth and my body convulsing.

I didn't see that Li Huijun had a sharp razor blade, still stained with blood, bitten into her mouth. The scumbag's neck had a thin, deep gash, sizzling and frothing at the wound.

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