Goddess Shura Field

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The tranquility of the China-Myanmar border under the cover of night was shattered by a rumble of engines as two helicopters flew low overhead. The co-pilot of the middle helicopter, while piloting, asked the pilot beside him on the pilot's channel, "Hey Wu, the Pink Leopard Commando Unit really lives up to its name. Although there aren't many of them, they're all stunning beauties." His words were filled with longing. "They truly are the roses of the military. Do you think I could win them over if I tried?"

The pilot, referred to as Wu, replied irritably, "Xiao Zhou, your kids are old enough to run errands, and you're still thinking about those young ladies? Besides, these beauties are all one in a million. From their figures and looks to their family backgrounds, education, intelligence, and fighting skills, they're all top-notch. Even if you're single, you wouldn't even be able to smell their heels."

Xiao Zhou chuckled, "Whatever, I only want to smell the milky scent and... you know, I don't want to smell other people's heels. Look at their tight combat suits, they're so damn sexy..."

Brother Wu glanced back guiltily and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense, damn it, if these beauties hear you, it'll be terrible. They're the darlings of the higher-ups, even if they don't beat you up, they'll report you, and neither of us will be in good shape."

Although Xiao Zhou was still stubbornly insisting, "No way, appearances reflect the heart, these beauties all seem gentle and virtuous, they wouldn't be so petty," he didn't dare say anything more and continued flying his plane.

Behind Xiao Zhou, the female soldiers had already begun to check their equipment again. Major Wu Zi, a beautiful woman, looked at her personal computer and said to the other eight female soldiers in the cabin, "We'll reach the landing point in about five minutes. Everyone get ready. This is an illegal cross-border operation, and it's very dangerous. I hope our team can all get back safely."

This Pink Leopard Commando Unit was independently formed by the military intelligence department, selecting and recruiting female soldiers, policewomen, and special agents from across the country. After careful selection, more than 600 people were chosen, giving them a high starting point. Coupled with rigorous training, their combat effectiveness is considerable.

This unit can basically be seen as the cradle for the military to mass-produce female special agents. Although their main mission is to conduct guard patrols when female soldiers are needed, and to carry out plainclothes special agent field missions when necessary, in reality, special agent field missions are their main task. After all, combat assault missions that require female soldiers are rare, occurring only a few times a year. Therefore, the female soldiers of the Pink Leopard Commando Unit spend most of their time as special agents, carrying out personal protection, event protection, assassinations, and small-scale sabotage activities. And when they are on duty, they almost never fail. Therefore, this clearly experimental unit not only enjoys a high reputation within the Chinese military but also has a global reputation. Unlike agents trained purely by intelligence agencies, the Pink Leopard Commando's agents are slightly less capable in intelligence gathering and analysis, and surveillance and tracking, but they are far superior in combat, guard duty, and sabotage.

These beautiful women are exceptional in every aspect, including appearance, figure, physical fitness, intelligence, emotional intelligence, and education. These women, each with their own unique temperament, are stunningly beautiful, their figures curvaceous, all within their military green, form-fitting combat uniforms. They possess both a gentle and graceful elegance and an inner, unassuming charm, combined with the unique heroism of female soldiers, making them truly captivating. To carry out special operations missions, they are all allowed to have long hair and wear makeup. They are not mere symbols; each possesses a personality and experiences joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. When not training or on missions, aside from being even more beautiful, their daily lives are not much different from ordinary women, resulting in a very approachable public image. This makes them one of C Country's most eye-catching "vanity projects."

Soon, the plane landed at the designated location—a wide meadow in a mountain valley. The female soldiers jumped off the plane, thirteen sexy and alluring figures standing in the night. Although small in number, they were all elite soldiers capable of taking on ten opponents each. Moreover, on the C Country side of the border, an infantry regiment stood ready, prepared to provide support at any moment.

After dropping off the female special forces team, the plane quickly flew away. The beautiful soldiers swiftly gathered together, and Colonel Lin Murong, deputy captain of the Pink Leopard Commando, began assigning tasks: "Everyone, execute the plan, quickly." The Pink Leopard Commando attached great importance to this operation, so Lin Murong, the actual leader of the team, personally led the team, and the thirteen agents were all carefully selected core talents.

Lin Murong, a strong and assertive woman with a hot figure and stunning looks, always spoke concisely and to the point, never uttering a wasted word. The female soldiers immediately sprang into action.

It turned out that many years ago, a very peculiar substance, existing only in an ideal state, was discovered in this mountain village. It was said to have immense benefits for biology and quantum mechanics, and was considered a sacred object by the ignorant villagers. At the time, Jin Sanshou, an assistant researcher at the Chinese Academy of Sciences who, despite having some reputation, had never made a name for himself due to his sleazy and selfish nature, inadvertently learned of this news. Desperate to rise above his station and monopolize the research results, he went on a solo expedition, hoping to achieve instant fame and reach the pinnacle of his life. However, he was captured by the villagers. Because of his exceptional intelligence, he took excellent precautions to maintain secrecy. To avoid being followed, he changed vehicles and flights repeatedly, easily evading bodyguards and surveillance sent by his competitors. This made it impossible for the country to rescue him, as they had no idea where he had gone.

At the time, Jin Sanshou devoted all his time to his work, unaware that the mountain villages in Country D and Country C were completely different concepts. In the mountain villages of Country C, coveting someone else's sacred artifact might only result in a group of people attacking you with hoes. If the person displays their prestigious official title and offers some benefits to the villagers, the artifact can be obtained. But this is the Golden Triangle region. The village's main occupation is farming, with drug trafficking, robbery, and even serving as mercenaries for warlords as sidelines. Of course, often, robbery, drug trafficking, and mercenary work are the primary occupations, while farming is a secondary one.

Kim Sam-soo, who would have been executed by the villagers, survived because of his medical skills and was taken by the old priest to treat the villagers. Initially, Kim Sam-soo tried to escape several times, but was caught and beaten severely. Later, he made a bold decision: he settled in the mountain village, integrated into local life, and gained the villagers' trust through his abilities, eventually becoming the old priest's designated successor, finally gaining access to the super-material. Kim Sam-soo devoted himself to studying this super-material, and only recently felt he had grasped it sufficiently. A week ago, Kim Sam-soo successfully transmitted the news to Country C. The note was found by a border resident of Country C and handed over to the government. After being reported up the chain of command, the military immediately dispatched rescue personnel.

Kim Sam-soo was exceptionally excited today; he could finally leave this damned place! He had had enough of this mountain village. He had long ago traded a fake for the real relic, and thanks to his superhuman intelligence, as long as the relic remained in the village, the fake wouldn't be detected due to the principle of resonance. Kim Sam-soo was now dressed in his best clothes and carried very little luggage.

The thirteen female soldiers of the Pink Leopard Commando Team quickly approached the village located within Country D's territory. The female soldiers first fired seven or eight grenades containing a chemical agent that had a strong hypnotic effect on dogs. Within five minutes, all the dogs in the village would be incapacitated, and the entire mountain village would fall silent.

While waiting for the dogs to be drugged, the short-haired beauty Wu Jiajia, restless, said to her teammate Ding Ting, "Sister Ding, who is this Jin Sanshou? He's been missing for over ten years, and yet the higher-ups are paying so much attention to him."

Before Ding Ting could answer, Lin Murong gave a soft shout: "Quiet!" The female soldiers immediately fell silent. Lin Murong glanced at her watch: "Continue!"

Jin Sanshou looked at his watch, a little anxious, but he suddenly sensed something: all the dogs in the village were silent! Overjoyed, Jin Sanshou immediately called to Magua and Jin Duzi. The two had just picked up their valuables when they heard a soft knock at the door. A melodious female voice rang out: "Mr. Jin?" Wu Jiajia, as the vanguard, ran ahead.

Without thinking, Jin Sanshou opened the door. The moment he opened it, Jin Sanshou froze. When he was trapped in the mountain village, he was a nobody. Although he had had a few sexual partners, he had never encountered such stunning beauties as the Pink Leopard Commando female soldiers! Moreover, having been single in this place for so many years, his resistance to beautiful women had decreased infinitely. In addition, the sexy combat uniforms worn by the special forces members accentuated their curves, whether they were voluptuous or slender, so he was immediately stunned.

The female soldiers outside were also stunned. They only knew from the fragmented details of the mission that they were there to rescue a scientist of great national importance, but who knew that the person in question would be a haggard, weary, and lecherous middle-aged man.

Wu Jiajia, who was walking at the front, was immediately bewildered. After a moment of stunned silence, she stammered, "Mr. Jin? Hello, you've suffered so much these past years... uh..."

Jin Sanshou's forehead creased with annoyance. What was this all about? But his good manners and composure allowed him to grunt and say "thank you" before lowering his voice and saying, "Let's hurry up and leave, lest we attract the villagers, which would be troublesome." Seeing that he could finally escape his misery, Jin Sanshou couldn't stay a second longer.

Lin Murong, the deputy captain of the Pink Leopard Commando Team who personally led the team, coldly said, "Yes, hurry up!" He gestured for Jin Sanshou to proceed. Without a word, Jin Sanshou clutched the bag containing the sacred object tightly and strode out the gate.

He ran frantically, preceded by five beautiful female commandos led by Major Wu Zi, with Colonel Lin Murong and several other commandos bringing up the rear.

Jin Sanshou kept running, his eyes fixed on the backs of the commandos ahead. These women were recruited according to the standards of models and actresses, and underwent physical training to prepare for various missions. Their figures were graceful and alluring; their slender waists swayed as they moved rapidly, and their shapely buttocks, encased in tight combat uniforms, constantly twitched, instantly making Jin Sanshou's legs go weak.

The entire rescue went remarkably smoothly. The chosen time was 3 AM, when people were most tired and soundly asleep. And a typical bandit village wasn't some dangerous den; the group ran unimpeded. After another ten minutes, they boarded two waiting helicopters. Before the villagers or the D country could even notice, the helicopters were already flying back to the Republic's territory, bathed in the morning sun.

Jin Sanshou clutched the mysterious substance in his arms and let out a long sigh. He felt a pang of relief at how easily they had escaped. But he never imagined that because of him and the mysterious substance, they would attract the attention and scramble of hostile forces, ultimately leading to the near annihilation of the Pink Leopard Commando. One by one, beautiful women—whether aloof, noble, cute, sexy, alluring, or refined—perished, becoming beautiful corpses, unable to find peace even in death. Part

1: High-Speed Killing (Part 1)
Half a month later, in central C country, at the Pink Leopard Commando base.

Major General Hu Fu, the captain of the Pink Leopard Commando Unit, was explaining the itinerary to Jin Sanshou in his office, with Deputy Captain Lin Murong also present. Hu Fu, the only male member of the Pink Leopard Commando Unit, was extremely polite to Jin Sanshou: "Academician Jin, we have received orders to escort you to the capital, where all the equipment you need has been prepared." In the short span of half a month, Jin Sanshou's academician title had been approved. However, news of his rescue and return to China was being suppressed.

Jin Sanshou grunted in response. He had no liking for this second-generation official who had climbed to a high position through birthright, and looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Hu Fu continued, "But for some reason, it seems that news of you and your research results has been detected by the US. Now, quite a few people are eyeing you."

Jin Sanshou was clearly uneasy about Hu Fu: "Why didn't the central government send an army to openly pick me up, instead of having you secretly escort me?"

Hu Fu's expression turned serious. He glanced at Lin Murong and said, "Academician Jin, I hope you understand one thing: you are cooperating with our military. Although we and the government are under the same head of state, there are some things our military doesn't want government departments to interfere with. We want to exclusively enjoy this research result!"

Jin Sanshou looked at Hu Fu with amusement and asked, "So you don't want to make a big fuss and insist that I risk my life to go north?"

Hu Fu said righteously, "We will only perfectly apply your research results to the military field, while those businessmen in the government only want to make money from your research results. So please understand us, Academician Jin."

Jin Sanshou smiled and said, "Then how do you know I don't share the same thoughts as the government?" This left Hu Fu speechless.

At this moment, Lin Murong, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly said seriously, "Academician Jin, I want you to know that rescuing you from Myanmar, providing you with all the necessary research conditions, arranging a decent life for your family, and applying for academician status for you were all arranged by our military. You also signed an agreement with us!"

Jin Sanshou seemed more wary of Lin Murong. Although displeased, he could only awkwardly smile and say, "Don't be so serious, Miss Lin. I'm just worried about safety."

Lin Murong said decisively, "Don't worry, the Pink Leopard Commando will ensure your safety."

Hu Fu looked at Jin Sanshou helplessly and smiled. This second-generation official was just here to gain seniority and pick up girls. In fact, all the power in the Pink Leopard Commando was under Lin Murong's control. Jin Sanshou stood up: "Alright, I'll go pack my things and get ready to leave."

In the afternoon, Jin Sanshou sat in a bulletproof modified van, holding the CDs and hard drives containing his research results, while the mysterious substance was placed at his feet.

For the past two weeks, Jin Sanshou had used all the beautiful women in the Pink Leopard Commando Team to conduct fusion experiments with this mysterious substance. The results were extremely disappointing. While the substance could promote human cell activity, it required a large amount of estrogen to neutralize it; otherwise, it would turn people into monsters. In other words, this substance only worked on women. Men, let alone fusion, might even become terrifying half-human, half-beast creatures if exposed for too long, completely losing their minds. Even when fused with women, the reaction with their estrogen neutralized most of the energy, only making the fused individuals slightly stronger and improving their skin and blood circulation, making them look better. It couldn't unlock the human genetic potential and create superhumans as Jin Sanshou had envisioned.

Jin Sanshou shuddered whenever he thought about the rudimentary fusion method he used in the village. It was only by chance that he possessed a unique chromosome, one in a billion, that he was able to barely absorb some of the mysterious substance. If it weren't for his special constitution, he might have died five or six years ago. The substance's ability to influence people's thinking and gradually make them paranoid made Jin Sanshou uneasy. He increasingly felt that this thing was a useless burden. But things had come to this point, and if he couldn't grit his teeth and produce results, his fate would likely be dire. But... did he really have to turn this damned thing into a super beauty product? If so, his end wouldn't be good either.

Lin Murong's route planning and secrecy measures were excellent. The convoy traveled safely all morning. According to the itinerary, they would enter a highway service area in half an hour. This was the sixth relay station on their journey. In the previous two days, Jin Sanshou and his group had passed five relay stations without encountering any danger or mistakes, which gradually eased Jin Sanshou's anxiety. In his relaxed state, Jin Sanshou occasionally joked with the female soldiers escorting him in the vehicle, eliciting bursts of laughter from them.

At this time, in the highway service area, as before, four beauties from the Pink Leopard Commando Team had already arrived ahead of them. At this moment, the two women, disguised as female patrol officers and civilians, were pretending to rest and eat at a service area, but in reality, they were checking for safety hazards to ensure everything was in order.

Ni Zixin, the SWAT team member disguised as an office lady, put down her drink, stood up, and said, "I'm going to the restroom." Ni Zixin had long, straight, jet-black hair that cascaded down her back. Her beautiful face lacked any earthly air, instead exuding an ethereal, otherworldly beauty. She wore a black office lady blazer over a white lace-collared blouse, a black pencil skirt, flesh-colored pantyhose, and black high heels. With each step, her slender waist and full hips swayed, exuding a captivating charm, and her ample breasts bounced rhythmically with her steps, seemingly ready to burst out of her clothes at any moment.

Another woman dressed in office lady attire, Zeng Ru, also stood up: "Okay, let's go together." Zeng Ru was 1.70 meters tall. If Ni Zixin's temperament was like that of an ethereal fairy, Zeng Ru possessed a cool arrogance mixed with a hint of allure; she was the kind of woman with an innate charm. Zeng Ru had a tall and slender figure, her beautiful hair styled in a bun. She wore a gray-white office lady suit, with gray-white pencil trousers that perfectly accentuated her long legs and full hips. The two of them walked out of the bustling lounge area, attracting countless men's burning gazes along the way. They claimed to be going to the restroom, but in reality, they were conducting a quick patrol to ensure everything went smoothly. The other two SWAT team members, disguised as policewomen, remained in the lounge area to monitor the crowd.

Ni Zixin reached the restroom door and glanced at her reflection in the mirror above the sink. She had long, flowing hair, large eyes, an oval face, and two charming dimples when she smiled. Her breasts were proudly erect, and her figure was graceful.

She possessed a sweet appearance and ethereal气质, speaking little, yet she was one of the best assassins in the commando team. So far, she had carried out four missions, all successfully executed with a single, silent strike. What she was most proud of was that, despite her angelic face and devilish figure, coming from a military family, she disdained using her looks as a weapon. All her missions were conducted through surprise attacks or ambushes, living up to the reputation of a daughter of a military family. Deep down, she always believed that although she was a special agent, she was also a soldier of the nation, and such behavior was in accordance with military principles.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Ni Zixin felt that after Academician Jin's experiment, her physical functions had improved slightly, but only marginally; for someone like her who had trained for years, it was almost negligible. What truly surprised her was that, after the experiment, her skin seemed to have improved, making her look more beautiful and feminine. Of course, besides her, the other six hundred or so female agents of the Pink Leopard Commando Team all had similar experiences.

To be honest, she couldn't help but be very curious. Wasn't Academician Jin's research project supposed to create super soldiers? Why had it turned into creating supermodels? Then, Ni Zixin suddenly remembered the image of Jin Sanshou carrying the mysterious substance into the Pink Leopard Commando camp. Jin Sanshou was fairly handsome, but he seemed like he hadn't seen a woman in years, his eyes darting around, making him seem somewhat lewd. Ni Zixin hadn't expected that Jin Sanshou, who had spent his prime years as a prisoner of the villagers and remained a bachelor for ten years without ever having tasted meat, would naturally act like a lecherous man upon suddenly seeing so many beautiful women in the Pink Leopard Commando.

The slender Zeng Ru walked past her, exchanged a glance, and without saying a word, pushed open the door to the women's restroom. Looking at the back of this cold and beautiful woman, her sexy legs and buttocks in those silver bodycon OL pants, even a woman would feel a little aroused. Ni Zixin had always envied Zeng Ru's long legs. But some things can't be envied. Zeng Ru came from an ordinary middle-class family, but she was naturally tall and slender. From a young age, she worked as an amateur model to cultivate her temperament, and also practiced ballet and taekwondo. Her natural beauty combined with her hard work gave her those beautiful legs. After joining the Pink Leopard Commando Team, Zeng Ru practiced her leg techniques even more diligently. In the entire commando team, her leg skills were among the top ten.

Seeing Zeng Ru enter the restroom, Ni Zixin followed two or three meters behind her, so they could cover each other. At first glance, the restroom was empty and there was nothing particularly suspicious, but Ni Zixin felt something was off, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Zeng Ru didn't seem to have Ni Zixin's keen senses. This cold beauty was actually a bit oblivious, which was why she often went on missions with the more perceptive Ni Zixin.

"I'll go to the restroom and then come out," Zeng Ru said, walking to a toilet stall on the inner side and reaching out to open the door.

A sense of foreboding washed over her again, and Ni Zixin cried out, "No!" Zeng Ru had already pushed open the stall door. The moment she did, a hand shot out and slashed Zeng Ru's throat. Zeng Ru cried out, clearly severely injured.

Then, Ni Zixin felt the bathroom door close behind her, and a soft yet strong rope tighten around her neck. Ni Zixin was terrified. Although she couldn't turn around, she instinctively swung her elbow backward. But a sharp pain shot through her right elbow; the attacker must have had a steel plate tucked under their clothes, specifically to prevent such a counterattack.

Before Ni Zixin could make another move, the attacker grabbed her neck from behind and shoved her violently forward, pressing her against the wall. Her full breasts were pressed against the wall, and the attacker was pressing down on her from behind, forcefully pushing forward. This completely restricted her body and limbs, leaving her no room to fight back and simultaneously forcing air out of her lungs.

Ni Zixin felt her vision blur, the suffocation and lack of oxygen making her mind go blank. "What to do... what to do..." Ni Zixin was pinned between the man behind her and the wall in front of her, like the meat in the middle of a hamburger. All possibility of retaliation was gone. Now she could only hope that the two women disguised as policewomen outside would notice something was wrong through their hidden communicators and come to her aid.

Meanwhile, the opponent had already severely injured Zeng Ru with a single strike. A mouthful of blood welled up in her throat and spurted from her mouth. "It's over! My throat is broken!" Along with the excruciating pain in her throat was a strong feeling of suffocation. Her throat bone had shattered and collapsed backward, blocking her airway. "This is it!" This was Zeng Ru's first thought. She had kicked and broken an enemy's throat before and knew that if the throat bone collapsed downward and blocked the trachea, death was certain unless an emergency tracheotomy was performed immediately. But clearly, the opponent wouldn't give her that chance; a second attack had already arrived.

Zeng Ru reacted quickly. Years of rigorous training allowed her to block a heavy blow despite the severe injury, and simultaneously, she reflexively kicked at her opponent's head. However, her serious injuries had clouded her judgment, and she was acting purely on instinct. In the cramped space of the toilet stall, her long, beautiful legs were unable to move freely. Her leg slammed heavily against the stall's partition with a dull thud, breaking the partition. Her right foot went through the hole and became stuck in another stall.

This was Zeng Ru's only chance to retaliate. Unable to breathe, this counterattack almost depleted most of her oxygen supply. Her vision went black, her body went limp, and her left leg, which was supporting her, buckled, causing her to kneel on one knee. Her right leg, however, remained stuck in the hole in the partition, leaving her in a disheveled position. Her legs were spread wide, almost in a straight line, and her round buttocks, encased in tight office pants, were wide open to the sides. If it weren't for the pants, her genitals and anus would have been completely exposed.

Zeng Ru desperately tried to stand up, but she had no strength left in her body. Suffocation made her vision blurry; she couldn't even struggle to her feet. In another ten seconds, she would collapse. Zeng Ru struggled to support herself, and the urge to defecate

, which she had forgotten during the attack, suddenly surged up. Looking at the toilet bowl in front of her, two unrelated thoughts flashed through Zeng Ru's mind: "I don't want to fall into the toilet bowl; I don't want to lose control of my bladder." But her attacker wanted to finish quickly and didn't intend to give Zeng Ru another second. The attacker circled behind Zeng Ru, first reaching between her wide-open, sexy buttocks and groping back and forth, making "shh, shh" sounds, as if he were helping a child urinate. With that touch, Zeng Ru felt goosebumps rise all over her body; a tingling yet nauseating sensation rushed to her brain.

She was still a virgin! Despite being pursued by many since childhood due to her outstanding looks and temperament, she disregarded all her suitors, her heart belonging only to her childhood sweetheart who had been by her side since junior high school. Unfortunately, Zeng Ru became an elite special agent, while her boyfriend, from a poor family, remained an ordinary white-collar worker, unable to even afford an apartment, so their wedding had to be postponed again and again. Zeng Ru had always hoped to save her virginity for her wedding night, but now it seemed she would lose it here. Zeng Ru suddenly felt a strong sense of regret: "If only I had given myself to him sooner..."

Zeng Ru, who was nearing the end of her life, suddenly had a fleeting moment of lucidity. Her body could only be touched by her boyfriend! Fueled by rage, she struggled to straighten herself, but could only manage a helpless upward thrust before exhausting her last bit of life force. Her eyes closed, her body went limp, and she collapsed. Her upper body lay on the bathroom floor, her aloof yet alluring face pressed against the toilet bowl, not plunging headfirst into it. In the end, she used her last bit of strength to avoid a filthy death. Her lower body, however, was suspended in mid-air due to her kneeling left leg and her right leg being trapped. Her already tightly wrapped buttocks were protruding even higher due to the position, creating a striking visual impact.

"I hope he doesn't see me in such a wretched state..." These were Zeng Ru's last thoughts. As her life ended, her body went limp, her lower body relaxed, and the accumulated urine gushed out, quickly soaking her underwear and silver-gray office lady pants, flowing onto the floor. The entire process took less than ten seconds. A well-trained and highly skilled female agent was now a corpse, lying in an extremely unsightly position beside the toilet bowl.

Zeng Ru was already dead, only her body, strong from long-term training, twitched occasionally in defiance. The attacker then emerged from the stall, a thin, elderly man who looked like he was from southern China. Judging by appearance alone, it was hard to imagine that this man, less than 1.7 meters tall, possessed the ability to shatter the throat of a tall, beautiful female agent with a single blow.

As the old man walked away, the battle on the other side, though not yet over, was essentially decided. A tall, strong white man had wrapped a strong white silk ribbon around Ni Zixin's neck with both hands, pressing her tightly against the wall.

Ni Zixin's eyes had rolled back, her small mouth, painted with seductive lipstick, was open, her full breasts rubbing against the wall, desperately trying to get some fresh air into her lungs. But it was all in vain. The white man was nearly two meters tall and incredibly strong; in terms of pure strength, Ni Zixin, a beautiful woman, was no match for him.

The burly man thrust his lower body forward, his abdomen and genitals pressed against Ni Zixin's round, upturned buttocks. As Ni Zixin struggled, her buttocks writhed against the burly man's lower body. The burly man looked on with pleasure, his head close to Ni Zixin's face. Perhaps due to excitement, his heavy breathing seemed to carry a pungent odor, panting heavily in Ni Zixin's ear, his warm, moist breath flowing down her ear and neck. In his excitement, the burly man thrust forward even more forcefully, his enormous penis burying itself between Ni Zixin's full thighs. He was treating this beautiful female agent like a sex toy.

At first, Ni Zixin was both shy and angry at the burly man's hot genitals being embedded in her buttocks, but gradually she lost interest in being molested. Especially when she saw the gaunt old man emerge from the toilet stall, she immediately realized that Zeng Ru had perished, and her heart ached as if being torn apart. The two women complemented each other's personalities and shared similar interests, and were almost always partners on field missions. For more than two years, they had gone through life and death together, and their bond was stronger than that of family. Although Ni Zixin was filled with rage and wanted to tear the gaunt old man to pieces, she was like a clay bodhisattva crossing the river—barely able to save herself. It seemed that unless a miracle occurred, it would only be a matter of minutes before she joined Zeng Ru in the underworld.

The gaunt old man's face hardened with obsequiousness upon seeing the burly white man. The burly man was somewhat surprised: "You took care of that woman so quickly?"

The gaunt old man chuckled and said, "Just lucky, a sneak attack, a sneak attack. If we had really fought, with my current strength, I'd be evenly matched with that girl. I'm getting old, after all."

The burly white man said somewhat resentfully, "The controls in China are too strict. Forget about guns, even a large dagger is hard to carry. If this were in the US, I could have taken care of all those bitches with a pistol."

The gaunt old man still smiled humbly: "There's nothing I can do about it. Besides, you look like a foreigner. If you're targeted, forget about missions, even food and lodging will be a problem."

Although the two were chatting, the burly white man's hands and lower body were not idle. His hands continued to tightly tighten the ribbon, while his lower body rolled and rubbed Ni Zixin's round buttocks even more forcefully. Ni Zixin's thoughts were now blank, her mind in disarray. At the same time, she felt a strange, tingling sensation as she rubbed her breasts against the wall and her buttocks were being rubbed by the burly white man. Despite her breasts being almost flattened, her nipples involuntarily hardened, and she felt an urge to urinate, something that should have been normal.

Saliva began to flow uncontrollably from Ni Zixin's open mouth, her eyes rolled back, and she made "woo-woo" sounds. She writhed against the wall, several buttons on her shirt already ripped off, and her left bra slipped down, revealing a full, white breast. Simultaneously, her tight-fitting office skirt rode up, her round buttocks, encased in flesh-colored pantyhose, directly contacting the white man's large penis through his jeans. Her high heels had already slipped off during the struggle, and her delicate feet dangled helplessly in the air. A beautiful woman, once so alluring, was now in this state—a truly pitiful and comical sight.

As the burly white man tightened his grip on the ribbon, he whispered in Ni Zixin's ear, "I know who you are. Your three uncles are all generals. Only your father couldn't join the army because of a car accident when he was young. So you've always wanted to prove, to prove that your family is the strongest." Ni Zixin's previously suffocating eyes suddenly brightened. But as the burly man spoke, her eyes gradually dimmed. The burly man said, "Actually, you're still wrong. You're not good enough, really not good enough. You're not cut out for this. You should have been an honest second-generation official, but you chose the wrong profession. You will not only die, but you will also bring shame to your family. I'm going to strip you naked and throw you onto the highway."

Ni Zixin's struggles suddenly intensified, and the burly white man quickly tightened his grip, continuing to strangle her violently, rubbing his lower body against Ni Zixin's plump buttocks, not forgetting to tease her with words: "Your body is so good, it's actually not..." "You're cut out to be a secret agent, but being a promiscuous rich girl would be so much better. Look at you, the way you're wiggling your ass...tsk tsk...that's your talent." Ni Zixin's body began to sway less. This girl, as aloof as a fairy, untouched by the world's humiliation, had tears welling in her eyes. In this humiliation, she finally broke down. The suffocating pain, the provocative words, the feeling of despair, coupled with the white man's large lower body rubbing against her buttocks and genitals, had actually made her wet, and her nipples had begun to swell.

"How shameful, I'm still not strong enough..." As the oxygen in her body gradually ran out, the last spark of hope in Ni Zixin's eyes went out, and she slowly stopped moving. After another ten seconds or so, Ni Zixin's body suddenly stiffened. Her hands, which had been scratching, suddenly clenched, then loosened and stretched out forcefully. Her jade feet were tightly tensed, the insteps straightened, then drooped softly, swaying gently with her body. Ni Zixin's eyes, which had almost rolled back completely, suddenly returned to normal. Her beautiful eyes were half-open, half-closed, and her once bright and lively gaze had completely lost its luster. A small part of her tongue protruded from her mouth, and as she exhaled her last breath, she felt a heat in her lower body, and a stream of yellowish urine flowed down her thighs. At first, it was contained by the crotch of her flesh-colored pantyhose, but slowly seeped out and began to drip onto the ground.

The burly white man shook his head: "What a pity, such a fine body, yet I have no time to enjoy it." With that, he released his grip, and Ni Zixin's body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud. Her head was resting on her hand, her body lying on her right side, but her legs were crossed, and her plump, beautiful buttocks, encased in flesh-colored pantyhose, protruded to the left in a stunning line.

The gaunt old man squatted down, lewdly pinching Ni Zixin's exposed left breast, then patting her plump buttocks, saying, "Let's hurry up and clean up, Mr. Wilson?"

Wilson grunted, reached out and picked up Ni Zixin's corpse, striding to a toilet stall. He kicked it a few times, and the back wall of the stall was removed from the outside. Outside the back wall was the rear of the rest area, where a very old-looking Wuling Sunshine van was parked. Two middle-aged men dressed like ordinary farmers walked up. Wilson grabbed Ni Zixin by the neck with one hand and her clothes by the waist with the other, handing her over. Ni Zixin's body was held upright by Wilson, but her head, buttocks, and legs drooped limply downwards.

Wilson had originally intended to hand Ni Zixin the body by touching her genitals, but fortunately, Ni Zixin had urinated in her pants before dying, sparing the beautiful woman the embarrassment of having her genitals touched.

The two middle-aged men outside the toilet didn't say much; one looked up and the other lifted their feet, taking the corpse Wilson handed over and throwing it into the van through the open back door. Ni Zixin's delicate body crashed heavily into the van, her arms outstretched, legs wide open, her eyes half-open and half-closed, lifeless. This outstanding agent of the Pink Leopard Commando Team was now completely at their mercy.

At this moment, the skinny old man, Lu Acai, also walked into the toilet stall where Zeng Ru had collapsed. Looking at Zeng Ru's beautiful buttocks, which were turned away from the door, he saw that the urine flowing from her lower body had gathered into a "stream," some flowing into the toilet bowl, and some flowing onto her pretty face pressed against the ground.

Lu Acai kicked Zeng Ru in the buttocks with some disgust, leaving a black footprint on her gray-white office lady pants. Lu Acai laughed, "This little girl, looking as beautiful as a flower, is dead and still drinking her own urine." As he spoke, he lightly kicked Zeng Ru's crotch, which was almost in a split, before walking over, reaching out, grabbing Zeng Ru's collar, and lifting her off the ground. While holding Zeng Ru's body in his arms, he pulled Zeng Ru's right leg, which was stuck, out of the kicked partition, then threw it over his shoulder and carried it to Wilson.

Wilson had intended to take Zeng Ru from her, but noticed that half of her face was covered in urine. Some drops trickled down her drooping face, soaking her clothes, while others flowed down her collar. He was immediately disgusted and stepped aside, saying, "Lu, you hand her over yourself."

Lu Acai agreed, walked to the opening, and with a jerk of his shoulder, Zeng Ru, who had been facing forward with her head hanging behind him, was thrown headfirst towards the middle-aged man carrying the body, as if being tossed into a sack. The middle-aged man quickly stepped back and caught Zeng Ru's body, narrowly avoiding a head injury. Another middle-aged man rushed over and grabbed Zeng Ru's legs. Without a word, the two men threw Zeng Ru's body through the back door.

Zeng Ru's body landed on top of Ni Zixin's body, her head slamming heavily against Ni Zixin's forehead. The two beautiful women, who had never been treated like this in life, were now completely at the mercy of their captors. Wilson waved his hand: "Hurry up and dispose of the bodies!" He and Lu Acai walked out through the gap, Lu Afu closing the movable partition behind them and chasing after Wilson. The two middle-aged men closed the back door of the car; one drove, while the other crouched in the back and began stripping Zeng Ru and Ni Zixin of their clothes.

The first man, crouching low, knelt before the two women's corpses, grabbing Zeng Ru's shoulders and pulling her up, her back against him. He spread his legs, and in doing so, he accidentally moved Ni Zixin's body forward, her head resting against his groin. He glanced down at Ni Zixin's delicate but lifeless face, his heart fluttering, and his groin immediately hardened. But he knew this wasn't the time for lust. He simply supported Zeng Ru, stripping off her coat, shirt, and bra one by one. Then he pushed her forward, causing her to slump forward, her upper body pressing against her legs, her buttocks sticking out exaggeratedly. The middle-aged man swallowed hard, turned Zeng Ru to her side, grabbed her thigh, and pulled her into a different position, her head facing the back of the car. He then unbuckled Zeng Ru's belt and ripped off her urine-soaked OL (office lady) trousers, filling the car with a strong stench of urine. The middle-aged man driving cursed and opened the sunroof for ventilation. Next, Zeng Ru's red underwear was also pulled off. After completing this, the middle-aged man pushed Zeng Ru aside forcefully, causing her to roll to the edge. He then helped Ni Zixin up and began stripping her clothes in the same way.

The clothes on the two female agents' bodies were quickly stripped off, leaving only their naked bodies. The clothes and personal belongings were stuffed into a bag nearby, intended for burning. Their jewelry wasn't spared either; since it was unknown which pieces on these beautiful agents were issued tracking or communication equipment, the middle-aged body collector dared not keep any for himself, so he removed them all and threw them into the bag containing the clothes, preparing to burn them all.

Just as the middle-aged man responsible for stripping them finished, the car turned into a wasteland. There was a water cellar in the wasteland, used to store rainwater, but because the land had been abandoned for a long time, no one would be using it in the short term. There was no immediate concern about the bodies being discovered. And if the bodies were discovered a few weeks later, his team would likely have already returned to the US or been completely wiped out. So what was the big deal if the bodies were found then?

The car stopped, and middle-aged man B jumped out, muttering to middle-aged man A, "Damn, you had a good time, didn't you? You really enjoyed yourself while taking off your clothes. All I can do here is smell this slut's stench."

Middle-aged man A didn't mince words, waving his hand, "Not only did you touch her, but you also fucked her a few times. Damn, it seems like both of them are virgins. The one who looks like a fairy, I could believe she's a virgin, but this one with the foxy face, she's also a virgin? What a waste of such good flesh."

Middle-aged man B swallowed hard and asked, "Since we're already throwing it away, why don't we have some fun?"

Middle-aged man A checked the time, "We're too late, we have to get back right away, we're about to start sniping, what a pity." Middle-aged man B also shook his head and sighed. The two of them went over and together lifted the manhole cover of the water cellar, and a musty smell of stagnant water immediately hit them. When the two men looked into the water cellar, although the opening was small, only about 1.5 meters by 1.5 meters square, the cellar itself was quite large and its depth was unknown. Throwing a pebble in only produced a hollow echo, without the sound of the pebble sinking

to the bottom. The stagnant water hadn't been changed in a long time, resulting in a very dark color and a strong odor. Two dead rats and some scattered household garbage floated on the surface. The first middle-aged man smacked his lips: "There's probably a lot of mud and moss down there. If we throw these two bitches in, they'll be unrecognizable by the time we pull them out in two months."

The second middle-aged man seemed somewhat saddened: "What a pity. Let's hurry and throw them in." With that, the two men opened the back door of the Wuling Sunshine van and first groped the two naked corpses of the women for about twenty or thirty seconds before reluctantly stopping. They then lifted Ni Zixin's body out and threw it headfirst into the water cellar with a loud thud, the echo lingering for a long time. Then they carried out Zeng Ru's body and threw it in headfirst. Zeng Ru was taller and slightly heavier than Ni Zixin, so she splashed water everywhere. When Zeng Ru was thrown in, Ni Zixin floated upside down and was hit by Zeng Ru, the two female agents' heads making intimate contact once again before sinking together in a sorry state. Next, the two middle-aged men lifted the manhole cover and replaced it. Then

, they had to drive the car to another selected location to burn the two women's clothes, jewelry, and personal belongings. Meanwhile ,

as Ni Zixin and Zeng Ru got up to go to the restroom, the two female agents, disguised as policewomen, chatted while observing the crowd.

"Siting, it's a promise, you have to be my child's godmother!" Zhong Xiaoxi said to Liu Siting, thinking of her three-year-old son.

Liu Siting was a gentle and beautiful girl. Although she wasn't as stunningly beautiful as Ni Zixin or Zeng Ru, she appeared intellectual and pure in her police uniform. The well-fitting uniform clung to her body, and the belt accentuated her slender waist. Her long hair was styled in a bun, and a pretty women's police cap graced her head, radiating youthful energy. If someone were to secretly take a picture of her and post it online, it would surely spark a heated discussion about who was the "most beautiful policewoman." Liu Siting habitually smiled shyly before speaking, saying, "Of course, no problem. Your son is so smart; we all like him very much."

Zhong Xiaoxi, a young woman, possessed a completely different charm. Having given birth, her body was mature and exuded an alluring feminine aura. Even in her police uniform, her curves remained striking, a figure that was breathtaking. Although her features were exquisite, she always wore a "keep away" expression, so while the men in the hall openly feasted their eyes on Liu Siting, no one dared to look her in the eye.

Zhong Xiaoxi's brows furrowed slightly. She tapped her heel lightly on the ground and said, "Actually, I just want my son to absorb some of your scholarly air. You're the most educated member of our commando team, such a young PhD. Unlike me, I've been learning martial arts since I was little and haven't had a proper education. I'm afraid my child won't amount to anything in the future."

Twenty-two-year-old Liu Siting was a PhD graduate from a prestigious university, already the most educated and intelligent member of the Pink Leopard Commando Team at a young age. In school, she was known as the most beautiful academic achiever. A year ago, Liu Siting was specially recruited into the Pink Leopard Commando as a reserve cadre and immediately granted the rank of captain. Rumors had already circulated that she would be promoted in about three months.

Zhong Xiaoxi was different from Liu Siting. She was also beautiful, but coming from a humble background, her education level was among the lowest in the Pink Leopard Commando. Although she was one of the earliest members due to her superb martial arts skills, her limited education meant she did a lot of work but her promotions were slow. Many technically demanding tasks were avoided, which frustrated her greatly. Therefore, while her looks and figure were undeniably impressive, she lacked a certain gentle elegance. However, her exceptional martial arts skills gave her a powerful and arrogant aura, making her a typical strong and assertive woman.

At this moment, she was deliberately befriending Liu Siting, partly to cultivate a good relationship with the undoubtedly promising Liu Siting, and partly because she genuinely wanted her son to seek Liu Siting's tutoring in the future.

Liu Siting smiled and said, "No problem, I'll tutor your child properly from now on, Sister Zhong." She knew that Zhong Xiaoxi's husband was her junior from school and hadn't received much education, so her child's studies were Zhong Xiaoxi's biggest worry. Speaking of Zhong Xiaoxi's child, Liu Siting inexplicably thought, "I hope my future baby won't have this problem."

Zhong Xiaoxi smiled and thanked Liu Siting. The two chatted for a bit more, then suddenly realized something was wrong. There was no sound in their headphones, meaning Ni Zixin and Zeng Ru had lost contact with them. The Pink Leopard Commando's equipment was of excellent performance and quality; the sudden loss of sound couldn't be due to a malfunction. It was likely a problem with the base station or interference.

Zhong Xiaoxi and Liu Siting's expressions immediately turned serious. Just as they were about to get up to check, a little boy ran over crying, grabbed Liu Siting's hand, and said in a childish voice, "Police sister, my mom fainted, please go and see her."

A hint of hesitation appeared on Liu Siting's pretty face. Zhong Xiaoxi was also anxious. They were only pretending to be police officers, not real police officers. They were on a security duty, not actually on patrol. At this moment, the crowd began to murmur and discuss: "These days, the police don't care about the people's affairs at all..." "That's right, they specifically recruit such pretty girls, just to be mistresses to the leaders."

The crowd's vulgar words made Liu Siting very uncomfortable. Having grown up in a sheltered environment, she had never seen such a scene before. It was like swallowing a bitter pill, unable to express her suffering. Liu Siting whispered to Zhong Xiaoxi, "Sister Zhong, should I go take a look?" But Zhong Xiaoxi had been working her way up from the bottom for years, weathering countless storms. This little thing was nothing to her. She glanced at the little boy still crying and holding Liu Siting's hand, and decisively shook her head: "Don't go. Our posts are here."

Seeing Zhong Xiaoxi's cold face and refusal to help the crying child, the onlookers' words became even harsher. Zhong Xiaoxi ignored these words, but Liu Siting was at a loss. She could only squat down to comfort the crying little boy. Among the onlookers, some were rude, while others spoke up for the policewoman. Before long, a fight broke out among them. Zhong Xiaoxi frowned and said, "I'll go take a look." The convoy would arrive soon, and if chaos ensued due to the fight, it would be very detrimental to security. She immediately walked towards the scene of the fight.

Zhong Xiaoxi walked among the three or four young men fighting and loudly shouted at them to stop. Meanwhile, on the other side, the kind-hearted Liu Siting, without Zhong Xiaoxi's support, finally couldn't bear the little boy's pleading and the accusations from the onlookers. She made up her mind and said to the boy, "Come on, take your sister to see your mother."

Zhong Xiaoxi, standing to the side, separated the noisy young people, not intending to mediate, and loudly warned them a few times. At this moment, she noticed that the four noisy young people had intentionally or unintentionally formed a circle around her, one of them even blocking her view of Liu Siting.

Zhong Xiaoxi immediately became alert, pulled out her baton, and shouted, "You all stand against the wall and show your ID cards!" The four young people agreed, but continued to surround Zhong Xiaoxi. Then, Zhong Xiaoxi saw Liu Siting being pulled away by the little boy. Startled, she tried to call out to Liu Siting, but the four young people started pushing and shoving again, trying to trap Zhong Xiaoxi.

Zhong Xiaoxi tried to push them away twice, but as soon as she managed to push them aside, they pushed her back in. Upon closer inspection, Zhong Xiaoxi was immediately shocked. All four young men were carrying short, sharp, controlled knives! Liu Siting had already been pulled out of the hall by the child.

Zhong Xiaoxi could no longer care about anything else; she kicked one of the young men in the groin, sending him sprawling on the ground. At this moment, the other three young men shouted, "The police are beating people!" and began to attack. Two of them pulled out knives and stabbed at Zhong Xiaoxi, while the other threw a glass soda bottle into the crowd, causing chaos. Zhong Xiaoxi only hoped that Liu Siting would return immediately to help her stabilize the situation. She didn't know that when Liu Siting walked out of the hall, the glass door she exited closed, effectively isolating the chaotic sounds inside. Liu Siting was completely unaware of the commotion inside the hall. Wilson and his team had done a very thorough job of preparation this time; they had devised a plan to disperse and eliminate the attackers, and even installed soundproof doors.

Zhong Xiaoxi, true to her martial arts training, lunged forward and struck the chin of the young man A directly in front of her, sending him staggering back three or four steps without falling. Zhong Xiaoxi immediately realized that he was also a rigorously trained individual with a high tolerance for blows; otherwise, an ordinary person would have been knocked unconscious by such a blow.

Without time to think, she dodged the attack of the young man B beside her. Before she could retaliate, C attacked. Neither of these two were as skilled in combat as Zhong Xiaoxi, but under their combined attack, she couldn't escape for the time being.

Liu Siting, led by the little boy, walked to a car. Inside, a middle-aged woman lay with her eyes closed, seemingly lifeless. Liu Siting rushed over to check on her, considering whether to call 110 (the police emergency number). Suddenly, she felt someone behind her. Just as Liu Siting was about to turn around, the little boy forcefully grabbed her hands, and she couldn't pull them away. Looking at the little boy again, Liu Siting suddenly realized that he wasn't a child at all, but someone whose pituitary gland had stopped secreting growth hormone!

The dwarf grabbed Liu Siting's hands and pulled hard, causing her to bend over. Then, the dwarf's legs flew up and kicked Liu Siting squarely in the stomach. Liu Siting screamed "Ouch!" feeling as if her intestines were about to burst. Her pretty face turned pale, and her back arched. She was about to vomit and scream when the woman in the car immediately covered her mouth, allowing her to only make muffled noises. A man then appeared behind Liu Siting, holding a large nail gun used in construction.

Although Liu Siting had undergone rigorous military training, she was recruited as a highly intelligent individual, completely different from female agents like Zhong Xiaoxi, Ni Zixin, and Zeng Ru, who were recruited specifically for combat. Her combat awareness was weaker, and after being attacked, her mind went blank for a moment, unable to react at all. She could only bend over, her buttocks sticking out, struggling. The man carrying the nail gun pressed his lower body against Liu Siting's plump buttocks, grabbed her neck and straightened her body. Before Liu Siting knew what was happening, with two "thuds," two large iron nails pierced through her skull and deeply penetrated her brain.

Liu Siting's pale face, already contorted with pain, contorted even more grotesquely. The two long nails had inflicted devastating damage; the sharp iron nails, after piercing the skull, immediately pierced her soft, fragile brain, instantly paralyzing her once brilliant mind and rendering her incapable of thought. The bending of the nails as they pierced the skull amplified the damage to her brain.

Liu Siting's eyes rolled back, blood flowing from her eyes and nose. However, her previously contorted face, now completely destroyed and lacking control over her facial muscles, calmed down, becoming serene, yet tragically beautiful due to the blood flowing from her eyes and nose. As her face softened, her body began to tremble uncontrollably. The man holding the nail gun still had his lower body pressed against her buttocks. Liu Siting's convulsions, accompanied by the twitching of her buttocks, seemed to be responding to the man behind her. The woman who had been feigning death in the car sneered, "Oh, this face looks quite innocent, but judging from her body's reaction, she's a slut." With that, she grabbed Liu Siting's shoulders and pulled her into the back seat.

In the struggle, Liu Siting's police uniform was disheveled, but her police cap, firmly nailed to her forehead by two iron nails, though pulled askew, still refused to leave its owner's body, looking both comical and pathetic. The man reluctantly removed his lower body from Liu Siting's shapely buttocks, one hand supporting her waist, the other deliberately bracing against her crotch, and pushed her forcefully into the car. But as he withdrew his hand, he spat, "Damn it, this slut, she peed all over my hand." Saying this, he rubbed his hand back and forth on Liu Siting's plump buttocks a few times, wiping away the urine.

The woman in the car was shoved into the vehicle along with Liu Siting's entire body, and got out through the other door. At this point, Liu Siting was lying face down on the back seat, but because of her slender figure, although her head was buried in the seat cushion, her hands and feet were sticking out from the side doors, dangling outside. The woman stepped on Liu Siting's head, kicking her to the other side, while the man opposite her stepped on Liu Siting's buttocks, also kicking forward. Soon, Liu Siting's body went from face down to kneeling, but her entire body was now crammed into the car. The couple closed the car door simultaneously and turned to go to the lobby. The man, however, opened the door again and kicked Liu Siting hard in the buttocks, sending her sprawling to the side. He cursed, "This slut, even in death, she sticks her ass up so high. It's not good for people outside to see." The dwarf, however, couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Alright, stop ruining this girl. She was actually a good person." The woman retorted sarcastically, "Whether she was good or not, you lured her out and killed her. What are you pretending to be a good person for now? Besides, no matter how good she was before, she's just a pile of rotten flesh now. We'll have to dispose of her later." The dwarf glanced at Liu Siting and silently sat in the passenger seat.

Zhong Xiaoxi, while fighting with the young men in front of her, tried to shout for the onlookers to call the police, but she was in grave danger. The young man she had slapped in the chin earlier stood up, and a middle-aged man and a young woman surrounded her, seemingly trying to break up the fight, but they were actually working together, slowly reducing Zhong Xiaoxi's space to maneuver. The onlookers were equally bewildered. What was this? A police drama? What was going on?

These men didn't give Zhong Xiaoxi a chance to call for help. Several times she tried to speak, but was stopped by timely attacks. Zhong Xiaoxi's martial arts style was characterized by wide, sweeping movements. She had already been at a disadvantage fighting in the corner, and now, surrounded, she couldn't use her skills effectively. After a while, Zhong Xiaoxi still hadn't seen Liu Siting return. A sense of foreboding washed over her. Ignoring the consequences, she tried to draw her pistol and finish off the bastards, but just as she touched the holster, she felt a sharp pain in her left ankle, as if stung by something. Then, she felt her entire left leg become paralyzed, and the numbness quickly spread throughout her body.

"Poisoned!" Zhong Xiaoxi knew immediately. This paralyzing poison was so potent that it quickly spread to her abdomen and continued upwards. Zhong Xiaoxi only had time to take two deep breaths before her chest seemed completely paralyzed, her breathing function stopped by the poison. It turned out that the guy she had kicked in the groin earlier had been lying on the ground pretending to be a coward, waiting for this opportunity!

At this moment, the men who had been pretending to fight rushed forward, surrounding Zhong Xiaoxi to prevent her from falling. A middle-aged man and the young woman who had arrived later pretended to be kind and helped Zhong Xiaoxi up, scolding the young men fighting nearby. The middle-aged man pushed open a door next to him and said, "Don't cause trouble in public. Let's talk behind closed doors. You four, don't run away, come in and see how the policewoman teaches you a lesson!"

Without saying a word, the group dragged and pulled Zhong Xiaoxi into the room. At this moment, Zhong Xiaoxi could only rely on the breath she had just inhaled to hold on, but she already knew in her heart that this time she was in grave danger. Thinking of her children who were about to lose their mother at such a young age and follow that careless and incompetent father, tears immediately streamed down her face.

As soon as they dragged her into the house, everyone closed the door. The six spies saw Zhong Xiaoxi with tears streaming down her face. The middle-aged man said, "Ah, I'm sorry. You and we had no grudges against each other, but we were all working for different masters. Since things have come to this, you can forget about living. Go in peace and be an ordinary person in your next life."

The young woman looked at Zhong Xiaoxi, who was lying on the ground, already suffocating, and felt sorry for her. She said, "How about we give her a quick death?" The middle-aged man was about to agree when the four young men said angrily, "Damn it, you beat us so badly just now. We don't even know if Old C's manhood is safe. Give her a quick death? If we had more time, we would have torn her to pieces alive."

As he spoke, young man B grabbed Zhong Xiaoxi's hair and kicked her hard between the legs, sending her flying back more than half a meter. Zhong Xiaoxi, a woman's most vulnerable part, was brutally kicked. Although the pain was excruciating, the toxins had paralyzed her, preventing her from covering her genitals or even screaming.

Young man B followed, intending to kick her again, but was stopped by the young woman. Young man B angrily withdrew his hand and dragged her towards the window. Just moments before, Zhong Xiaoxi had displayed incredible skill, single-handedly holding off six opponents; now she was like a dying kitten or puppy, utterly defenseless, at their mercy and subject to humiliation. Reaching the window, the car containing Liu Siting's body was already waiting outside. Young man B lifted Zhong Xiaoxi by the waist, while young man A opened the window and joined in. The two of them shoved Zhong Xiaoxi's sexy body out the window.

Zhong Xiaoxi had practiced martial arts diligently since childhood, a fiercely determined and never-give-up beauty. Even knowing she was doomed, she gritted her teeth, refusing to let her last breath escape. But after being shoved out the window, the woman outside lost her grip, landing headfirst. While her head-down, buttocks-up position was quite pathetic, the worst part was that she had a stitch in her side. The air she had been holding in suddenly dissipated, and the not-so-strong feeling of suffocation surged up instantly. Her face, which had turned an unhealthy bluish-green from poisoning, became a deathly pale from lack of oxygen. Zhong Xiaoxi opened her mouth in vain, trying to breathe, but her trachea, completely shut down, wouldn't let in a single breath.

The woman grabbed Zhong Xiaoxi by the shoulders, lifted her up, and dragged her towards the car. Zhong Xiaoxi's upper body was held up by the woman, swaying with her steps, while her feet dragged on the ground. The man came over, grabbed Zhong Xiaoxi's feet, and with a combined effort, threw her into the back seat of the car, squeezing her into the cramped space with Liu Siting. Zhong Xiaoxi's head rested on Liu Siting's lap, while her legs pressed down on Liu Siting's head, with Liu Siting's pretty face nestled between Zhong Xiaoxi's legs.

The car started moving, but Zhong Xiaoxi was still not quite dead. Her superhuman physical abilities, which were originally her best weapon for killing enemies, had now become a tormenting tool. Even in suffocation, she would die a little longer than others. Zhong Xiaoxi's body was now stiff, her eyes unfocused, and all she could see was darkness. In her suffocation, she opened her small mouth, her tongue sticking out, her eyes wide open, and saliva kept flowing from the corners of her mouth, soaking a large area of Liu Siting's uniform pants. Zhong Xiaoxi's tears were still flowing. The lack of oxygen to her brain made her unable to think of anything else. Her child, her husband, all of that had to take a backseat. The only thing she was holding onto now was trying to make her already stiff lower body even stiffer and tighter, so that she could suppress the urge to urinate caused by suffocation... and a little bit of defecation. This toxin was not only deadly for a woman, especially a beautiful woman like her who cared about her image, but also vicious. Double incontinence meant that she would suffer humiliation even in death.

At this moment, the dwarf climbed to the back row and began to strip Zhong Xiaoxi and Liu Siting of their clothes. The dwarf sat on Zhong Xiaoxi's hips, first removing her police cap, then her police uniform and shirt, one by one. Zhong Xiaoxi let the dwarf do as he pleased, making "hoarse" sounds. Although she felt ashamed and indignant, she was now at his mercy, her upper body stripped down to only a white bra, her two full breasts swaying so brightly they made the dwarf's eyes blur. While reaching behind her to unhook Zhong Xiaoxi's bra, the dwarf buried his head between her breasts, actually taking one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard a few times, then gently biting it. Zhong Xiaoxi, who was already tormented by the feeling of suffocation and felt her soul almost leaving her body, felt an electric shock throughout her body; her already erect nipples now felt swollen.

Zhong Xiaoxi strained to focus her eyes, only to find a young boy's face grinning mischievously at her. She felt a surge of despair, wishing she could just die, and her vision went black again. The dwarf shifted back, sitting next to Liu Siting's head, and began to pull down Zhong Xiaoxi's pants. But due to the drugs and her own deliberate control, Zhong Xiaoxi's legs were stiff and she couldn't bend them. The dwarf tried a couple of times, finding it too difficult to pull off her pants, so he didn't try to force them off. Instead, he gently stroked Zhong Xiaoxi's lower abdomen and whispered, "Poop it out, poop it out and all the pain will be gone!"

Zhong Xiaoxi was already on the verge of collapse. Just as she was about to pass out, the dwarf's voice reached her ears, like a haunting whisper from a martial arts movie. Her lower body immediately relaxed, urine gushed out, followed by a long, loud fart, and her body went completely limp. The loud fart startled the dwarf, who quickly tossed Zhong Xiaoxi aside, fearing she might have released something else disgusting along with the fart. Fortunately, after that, Zhong Xiaoxi finally calmed down, presumably dead. The dwarf then removed her outer pants and underwear.

After stuffing Zhong Xiaoxi's clothes into his black bag, he began to remove her earrings and necklace one by one. When he was about to remove her wedding ring, Zhong Xiaoxi suddenly convulsed, her body stiffening again. After two or three seconds, she became still again. The dwarf angrily ripped off the ring and threw it into his bag, then stomped hard on Zhong Xiaoxi's dark pubic hair, cursing, "Damn it, this woman, is she trying to scare me to death?" This caused the middle-aged couple in front of him to burst into laughter.

After thoroughly dealing with Zhong Xiaoxi, the dwarf began to deal with Liu Siting. He didn't rush to undress Liu Siting. Instead, he sat on Zhong Xiaoxi's ample breasts, staring blankly at the once-genius girl for a long time before closing Liu Siting's eyes with some remorse. He then tried to take out wet wipes or tissues to wipe the blood from Liu Siting's face, but couldn't find any. Helpless, he could only take off Liu Siting's pants first, then grab her white lace panties soaked with urine and used them to wipe her face. Feeling it wasn't clean enough, he picked up Zhong Xiaoxi's white panties and used them to wipe her face again.

The woman in the front row finally couldn't help but say, "Even if you like this girl, you should at least use something clean to wipe her face." The dwarf shook his head without speaking, and quickly stripped Liu Siting of her top and bra. Then, the dwarf pulled out two long nails, took off his police cap, and then forcefully pressed the nails back in to plug the wound, preventing too much brain matter and blood from flowing out, and avoiding making too much of a mess.

After the dwarf finished his work, the car stopped at the chosen dumping site, an overpass with a highway below. Although not bustling, a large truck would speed by every minute or so.

The middle-aged couple first carried Zhong Xiaoxi to the edge of the overpass, to a spot without security cameras, waiting for the truck, leaving the dwarf in the car to guard his goddess, Liu Siting. A large truck carrying potatoes slowly approached from west to east. The middle-aged couple timed their move perfectly, tossing Zhong Xiaoxi's naked body through the air before it lay sprawled on a pile of potatoes, carried away by the truck.

After disposing of Zhong Xiaoxi, the two returned to find the dwarf cradling his face in his hands, quietly gazing at the reclining Liu Siting, like a lover looking at his beloved. The two men exchanged a glance and said, "There's no time. We can't take your little princess back." The dwarf nodded, unperturbed by the blood and urine on Liu Siting's face, kissed her forehead, and turned to walk to the overpass, gazing into the distance.

The middle-aged couple, however, carried Liu Siting's sleeping-beauty-like body to the other side of the overpass, intending to dump it onto a truck traveling in the opposite direction. Soon, another truck approached from east to west, and the middle-aged couple hesitated; the truck was loaded with pigs. Considering the dwarf's request, they hesitated, but the dwarf said expressionlessly, "Hurry up, we're in a hurry." Together, they threw Liu Siting's naked body off the bridge, landing among the pigs. The fat pigs, however, were quite robust, and Liu Siting's body landed on them like a pair of fleshy cushions, lying face down on the back of one of the pigs. Startled and in pain, the pig shifted to the side, throwing Liu Siting's naked body off its back. Liu Siting lay naked among the pigs, a group of pigs nudging and shoving around her.

The three men finished this, silently got into the vehicle, and sped towards the rest area. On the pig truck, a strong boar pushed aside the pigs crowding around Liu Siting, walked behind her, sniffed between her plump buttocks and legs, suddenly mounted her back, its ugly boar penis rubbing against her legs a few times before thrusting forward forcefully, penetrating her. A stream of bright red blood flowed from Liu Siting's lower body. The pig truck drove away into the distance. The driver and his assistant were unaware that behind them, the body of Liu Siting, the most talented woman in the Pink Leopard Commando Team, lay quietly among the pigs, her body trembling with each thrust of the boar behind her.

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