[Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 40

The first chapter of the finale: A Trip to Japan.

Japan's name means "Land of the Rising Sun," and it's also known as the "Land of Cherry Blossoms" and the "Land of Volcanoes and Earthquakes"! It seems this economically developed country isn't all that peaceful!

Japan has many cities: Tokyo, Osaka, Nagoya, Kyoto, Kobe, Yokosuka, Sapporo, Hokkaido, Okinawa, Hiroshima, Yokohama, and more.

Ginza is Tokyo's most bustling high-end district. Legend has it that this area was once the sea, but Tokugawa Ieyasu reclaimed land from the sea, and this area became the "Ginza Yakusho" (Ginza Office), where silver coins were minted. In 1870 (Meiji 3), it was renamed "Ginza." It's known as the "Heart of Tokyo." Prices in Ginza are exorbitant, and rents are equally staggering.

Ginza Avenue, stretching 1.5 kilometers from Kyobashi in the north to Shinbashi in the south, is home to the country's most famous department stores and high-end boutiques, specializing in luxury goods. The backstreets of Ginza Avenue are filled with restaurants, snack bars, bars, and nightclubs. Since August 1970, Ginza Avenue has been closed to all vehicles and transformed into a pedestrian shopping street. Numerous teahouses line the street, allowing tourists to sit and chat over tea. At night, the neon lights on the buildings create a mesmerizing Ginza cityscape.

The north-south Chuo Avenue and the east-west Harumi Avenue pass through the heart of Ginza, with large department stores lining both sides of Chuo Avenue. Wide streets and old-style buildings are its main characteristics. For foreigners visiting Japan, Ginza is merely a tourist attraction. However, in the hearts of the Japanese, it symbolizes wealth and is a testament to modern Tokyo. The land here was originally reclaimed land during the Edo period. At the beginning of the Meiji Restoration, two major fires in 1869 and 1872 almost completely destroyed the area. In the same year, the railway between Yokohama and Shinbashi in Tokyo opened, and horse-drawn carriages were used to travel from Shinbashi to Tsukiji (a designated residence area for foreigners). The first Tokyo landmark you see when walking from Shinbashi to Tsukiji is Ginza. It's also very close to Kasumigaseki, where government offices are concentrated. Unfortunately, a major fire destroyed Ginza, prompting the new government to make it the face of Tokyo! This

plan was quickly implemented. The following year, the widening of the 1-kilometer-long old street from Kyobashi to Shinbashi was completed, and approximately 1,000 two-story brick buildings were constructed along the roadside, costing a quarter of the annual national budget. The Zuiroshoin (a famous Japanese academy) demonstrates the immense value of this "face."

From then on, Ginza became the face of Tokyo and even Japan, with many new things spreading throughout the country through it. For example, in 1874, it was the first to use gas lamps, the first to use horse-drawn carriages, the first to lay sewers, and the first to use flush toilets. At the time, as the most modern street in Japan, Ginza hosted many industrial expositions, promoting modern industry and its products through exhibitions. Ginza became a window showcasing new technologies and products—a role later replaced by the shop windows of department stores.

Ginza holds a leading position in Tokyo's nightlife, having been a hub for Japan's highest political and business elites since the Meiji Restoration. Many of Ginza's upscale clubs don't charge by the price of a drink, but rather by the cost of a seat. A single seat in a high-end establishment can cost 30,000 to 50,000 yen, plus a tip several times the price of the drink. Many boutiques in Ginza sell kimonos and related items, reflecting the fondness of the club owners and hostesses. The history of Ginza's clubs is deeply intertwined with the former geisha culture of Shinbashi. As for how to gain access to these upscale clubs, insiders say it requires a recommendation from a long-established business in Ginza. And, of course, it's said that the most distinctive characteristic of Ginza's business dealings is their transparent pricing; they never overcharge.

The Yamada-gumi's headquarters were also located in Ginza.

The first Yamada-gumi leader, Harukichi Yamaguchi, founded the group in Kobe in 1915 with about 50 dockworkers, initially as a branch of the Ojima-gumi. Several years later, in 1925, Harukichi Yamaguchi retired, and his eldest son, Noboru Yamaguchi, succeeded him as the second leader. After being expelled from the Ojima-gumi, Noboru expanded his influence by monopolizing the handling rights of the Kobe Central Transport Market.

In 1939, Noboru was seriously injured in a fight for business rights in Asakusa, Tokyo, and died in 1942. After World War II, in 1946, Kazuo Tago was elected as the third leader of the Yamada-gumi. During Kazuo Tagore's tenure in the 1930s and 40s (1950s and 60s), the Yamada-gumi engaged in numerous conflicts and clashes with local yakuza groups, enabling it to expand its territory throughout the country and become a nationwide, widespread yakuza organization.

Tagore possessed exceptional leadership and organizational skills, leveraging his substantial financial resources to manage companies in the entertainment, construction, aviation, and various other industries. Coupled with a powerful fighting force with both civilian and military capabilities, this became the driving force behind his nationwide dominance.

After Tagore's death, the selection of the fourth leader led to a split within the Yamada-gumi; in June 1984, the fourth leader was elected, with Masahisa Takenaka succeeding him. This led to discontent among the internal opposition group, the "Yamahiro faction," which collectively withdrew from the Yamada-gumi and formed the "Ichiwa-kai," engaging in an eight-year-long conflict with the Yamada-gumi known as the "Yama-Ichi War." During this struggle, in January 1985, Takenaka Masahisa was assassinated. Ultimately, the "Ichiwa-kai" was also completely dismantled by the Yamada-gumi. In 1989, Watanabe Yoshinori, the former fourth-generation head of the Yamada-gumi, succeeded him as the fifth-generation head. After taking office, Watanabe Yoshinori actively expanded his sphere of influence, causing conflicts with several organizations, such as the "Kanto Twenty-Days Association." Furthermore, in 1997, the fifth-generation head of the Yamada-gumi, Takumi Katsumi, was assassinated, also due to internal factional disputes.

In May 2005, Shinobu Tsukasa (real name Kenichi Shinoda), the head of the Hirota-gumi, succeeded as the fifth-generation wakagashira (second-generation leader) of the Yamada-gumi. On July 29th of the same year, the Yamada-gumi held a "Regular Meeting of Direct Leaders," after which it was announced that Yoshizawa Watanabe, the fifth-generation head of the Yamada-gumi who had led the group for 16 years, would assume the position of honorary president and effectively retire. Kenichi Shinoda was pre-selected as the sixth-generation head. On August 27th of the same year, the Yamada-gumi held a succession ceremony for the sixth-generation head at its headquarters in Tokyo. Besides this change of leadership, the Yamada-gumi absorbed the Kokusui-hui (National Essence Society) active in Tokyo, thus gradually extending its influence from the Kansai region into the heart of the Kanto region.

Currently, the Yamada-gumi has 39,200 members, accounting for 45% of all gangs in Japan, and also has branches in several Asian countries and the United States.

Since this place represented the face of the Japanese, and the Yamada Group was here, Xiao Chong decided that while he wouldn't slap the faces of his own countrymen, he would definitely slap the faces of the Japanese. So, after selling two tickets back to China to Shuangxi and Xiaozhi at the airport, he headed straight for Ginza.

Xiao Chong didn't speak Japanese, but that didn't mean he was helpless. This was an era of rampant money and materialism; as long as you had money, no one would laugh at you anywhere. So, when Xiao Chong entered the most luxurious five-star hotel in Ginza, he slapped his globally recognized gold card on the front desk and said, "Presidential Suite!"

The beautiful Japanese waitress looked at Xiao Chong's handsome face, then at the gold card—a card reserved for billionaires here—and was momentarily stunned by his youth, wealth, and good looks, before quickly swaying her sexy hips and leading him to the presidential suite.

After entering the room, the sexy Japanese waitress spoke a few words of Japanese to Xiao Chong in a hushed tone, roughly meaning that she could provide escort services! Although Xiao Chong understood, he merely frowned and shook his head. Taking down Japanese women was a must, for the sake of national glory! But he wasn't interested for the time being, so the waitress had no choice but to leave.

Xiao Chong called the Yamada Group, telling them he had arrived at the presidential suite 2035 of the Ginza Starry Night Hotel and asked them to arrange a meeting. They were somewhat surprised; they had clearly sent someone to pick him up, so why had the Longxing representative arrived at the Starry Night Hotel on his own? They immediately agreed, saying they would report to their superiors.

Xiao Chong took a comfortable hot bath, and before he could even put on his clothes after leaving the bathroom, the doorbell rang. He had to wrap a large towel around himself to open the door. The negotiations hadn't begun, and he was certain the Yamada Group wouldn't dare do anything to him for the time being.

Five or six men in sharp suits stood outside, protecting a woman.

When Xiao Chong saw the woman's face clearly, his eyes lit up with joy, but when he saw the solemn-faced men standing behind her, he frowned.

"What? Aren't you going to invite me in?" the woman asked with a charming smile.

"Hehe, yes, please come in!" Xiao Chong said, gesturing for her to enter. After the woman went inside, the men tried to follow, but Xiao Chong quickly closed and locked the door, his face darkening.

"Why didn't you let them in?" the woman asked curiously.

"We're like newlyweds after a long separation, do you want them to be third wheels?" Xiao Chong said, hugging the woman and kissing her face passionately. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, especially an old flame, was enough to give him a good time! Indeed, this woman was the Japanese vixen Ye Yiyu always talked about—Nami. (

Chapter 2 of the finale: Long Separation Isn't a New Wedding, It's a Messy Tale)

"We're like newlyweds after a long separation, do you want them to be third wheels?" Xiao Chong said, hugging the woman and kissing her face passionately. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, especially an old flame, was enough to give him a good thrill! Indeed, this woman was none other than the Japanese vixen Ye Yiyu always talked about—Nami.

"No, please don't do this!" Nami tried to push Xiao Chong away, her movements evasive.

"Damn it, it's only been a short time, and you don't even recognize your man?" Xiao Chong said unhappily.

"I remember, but..." Nami's face paled as she said softly, "I'm getting married!"

Her lover was getting married, but the groom wasn't him. One can imagine Xiao Chong's feelings at that moment; it was like a bolt from the blue. He roared, "What did you say? Say it again!"

"I'm getting married!" Nami repeated, her face filled with sorrow and helplessness.

"Marrying whom? Who are you going to marry?" Xiao Chong was like a wronged husband whose wife had cheated on him.

"Why do you ask so clearly? You wouldn't know anyway!"

"Who do you think he is?" Xiao Chong didn't understand why he was so stubborn, insisting on knowing who the adulterer was.

“Sanno Mita of the Sanno Group!”

If Nami had said someone else, Xiao Chong might not have recognized them, but he had a deep impression of Sanno Mita. This Japanese man had once given him sixteen million US dollars, and Xiao Chong had performed a surgery on him that rendered him impotent and shortened his lifespan by several decades. Judging by the timeline, Sanno Mita should be half-dead by now!

Marry an impotent man? Heh, whatever! Xiao Chong chuckled inwardly and said without thinking, “Oh, then marry him!”

“What? What did you say?” Nami’s heart shattered into a thousand pieces. She never expected her beloved man to say such hurtful words, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Seeing Nami's sorrowful face, Xiao Chong cursed himself for speaking without thinking and quickly said, "No, I mean, do you really have to marry him?"

His words offered Nami a little comfort, but tears had already welled up and couldn't be held back. Soon, her face was covered in sobs: "This is a political marriage, related to the family's business and interests, not something I can control!"

Sigh, yet another victim, Xiao Chong helplessly pulled her into his arms. "What kind of family is this? Are there parents so heartless as to sell their children?"

"Don't you know my identity yet? I haven't contacted you since I came back, but as soon as you arrived in Japan, I knew you were here. What does that mean? Can't you guess?" Nami leaned on the man's broad shoulder and said softly.

What did that mean? Xiao Chong's mind raced slightly before he exclaimed in surprise, "You're from the Yamada Group?"

"Yes, my full name is Shinoda Nami. My father is Shinoda Kenichi, the wakagashira (second-in-command) of the Yamada Group. The reason I left without saying goodbye is because my father is seriously ill, there's been unrest within the gang, and several high-ranking ninjas are plotting. I had to return to help my father quell the internal strife and establish a political marriage!"

"I'm confused. What wakagashira, what ninjas? What are they?" Xiao Chong asked, completely bewildered.

"Wakagashira is what you call the gang leader, and ninjas are the heads of a branch within the gang, like the branch leaders of the Chunhe Hall!"

"Oh! I understand!" Xiao Chong said, suddenly realizing, then asked thoughtfully, "So you've come here representing the Yamada Group to discuss equity with me?"

"..." Nami nodded helplessly.

"But do you know? Talking about money hurts feelings!" Xiao Chong finally understood why she had acted so decisively and ruthlessly in the past. It turned out she was the daughter of the infamous Yamada-gumi yakuza!

"I know, but we can't just not talk about it!"

"Can we not talk about this for now? I haven't seen you in so long, I've missed you terribly, I've wanted to find you, but you haven't left me a single word! Do you know I'm going crazy?" Xiao Chong didn't care about her identity. He had slept with all sorts of strange women, from daughters of high-ranking officials to rich ladies and centuries-old nuns... At this moment, physical intimacy to ease his longing was the most important thing. So, while whispering in her ear, he hugged her from behind, his large hands constantly caressing her body.

Xiao Chong's hot breath tickled her ear, and his hands seemed to possess endless magic, making her body weak. Soon, she was panting heavily, her cheeks flushed, and she lost all resistance. After all, for a normal woman who loved meat but had abstained from it for a year, such temptation was irresistible.

Xiao Chong pushed her down onto the bed, quickly undressing her. After some teasing, he got into position, ready to go all the way, but at that moment, the woman covered her lower body!

"What are you doing?" Xiao Chong, flustered and impatient, blurted out some random phrase.

Nami, her face flushed, said hesitantly, "I repaired my hymen. You really want it? From behind!"

"Damn!" Xiao Chong immediately deflated. For impotence? Repairing her hymen? Was it really necessary?

This work is exclusively published in text form on 16k.com. Unauthorized reproduction or excerpting is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit [website address]. Xiao Chong was completely uninterested this time, lazily lying down to one side. What kind of situation was this? His woman was about to marry a sexually impotent man, and even had her hymen repaired for him. He was the one who had broken her original hymen, and he was also the one who caused this sexual impotence! The logic was bizarre and chaotic! Although he wasn't afraid of being cuckolded, he still felt extremely uncomfortable.

Most importantly, he didn't know how to stop this marriage!

Seeing the man silently lying to one side, the woman understood his thoughts to some extent, but to please him, she obediently lowered her head, opened her cherry lips, and took the thing that had become somewhat sullen from her words into her mouth. Her delicate tongue then skillfully stirred...

After a battle without a fight, the man gently stroked the woman nestled in his arms, feeling... too many things, a tangled mess.

"Chong, can you promise me one thing?"

"Think positively, be happy, don't be sad for me anymore. We're different. You're free and unrestrained, while my fate was sealed from birth! We're from completely different worlds. Our meeting was just a beautiful mistake, like a dream. Now the dream is over, everything is finished! Please forget me!"

"Sigh!" Xiao Chong was utterly depressed. After much thought, a thought slowly welled up in his mind: he absolutely could not let his woman marry someone else! He, Ouyang Chong, would never be cuckolded, not even if it was a fake! "Since you're so heartbroken, let's talk about something a little more hurtful to lighten the mood. I want your shares in Longji! Name your price!"

“I have discussed this matter with my father and several ninjas. Our opinion is that Longxing must acquire us at 20% of the equity! Forty billion!”

Xiao Chong was furious when he heard this. "Why? You only have ten percent! Why should I have ten more? And do you even think that twenty percent of Longji's shares are worth forty billion?"

"Longnan owed us ten percent of the shares! And you bought forty-two percent of his shares!"

Xiao Chong scoffed, sneering disdainfully, "That's ridiculous! What he owes you has nothing to do with me! Is this the logic of you Japanese? It's a bit barbaric! If you were capable, I should have received thirty-two percent of the shares from Longnan, but I bought forty-two percent. What does that prove? It proves you're incompetent!"

Nami was stunned by Xiao Chong's outburst, but after calming down, she said, "I don't want to argue with you! Longnan, that treacherous villain, discarded his followers after his offering. If he hadn't sold the shares to you so quickly, he wouldn't have died so soon!"

"You killed Longnan?" This surprised Xiao Chong.

"He asked us for help first, offering 10% of the shares in exchange for his brother Long Dong's death! But after it was all over, he went back on his word and despicably made a will stating that if he died unexpectedly, all his inheritance would be left to an international charity foundation! Such a despicable person deserves to die," Nami said with great resentment.

"Haha, I never thought your Yamada Group would be so easily fooled by Ryunan! Interesting, really interesting! And what's even more interesting is that Ryunan never did anything good in his life, but he did a great deed after he died. Although he lost his shares, his family's real estate, bank deposits, and other assets can still solve the problems of food, clothing, and education for countless refugees, disaster victims, and out-of-school children!" Xiao Chong couldn't help but laugh for a while, then his face darkened: "But what does this have to do with me?"

"How can it not have to do with you? You single-handedly ruined Longji. Although our shares are not worth 4 billion now, they were worth far more than 4 billion before. If you hadn't interfered, we would have had a way to get back the 10% of shares that belonged to us from Ryunan! But even if we could get them back, it would be useless. You've already ruined Longji. Even if he gave us all 42% of the shares, it wouldn't make up for our losses. How can all of this not be your business?" Nami questioned.

Hearing these words, Xiao Chong couldn't help but sneer again: "Barbarians are indeed barbarians! You're simply talking nonsense! Business competition is like a gamble; if you lose, you have to accept it. Being less skilled than others and still trying to cause trouble here, can't you be reasonable?"

(The final chapter, Chapter 3, reveals the cruelty of their reunion

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"We are the Yamada Group, not the government. Reasoning isn't our principle! And our money wasn't picked up off the street; it was earned through bloodshed and sacrifice by everyone in the Yamada Group! Forty billion isn't excessive. While ten percent of the shares aren't worth that much now, before you brought down Longji, it was worth far more than that. This is the lowest price I could manage to negotiate for you in the Yamada Group's high-level meetings! Can't you at least come up with this money for my sake? Besides, the money you've made in Longji is far more than this!" Seeing Xiaochong's unyielding attitude, Nami gradually became somewhat desperate!

“Nami, personal feelings are one thing, but logic is another! If this forty billion were for you, based on our past affection, I would give it to you without hesitation. But the problem is, you're not representing yourself now, you're representing the Yamada Group! If I give it to you, it means not only I am being humiliated by your Yamada Group, but my entire Longxing Group, and to put it more broadly, the entire Chinese nation! This isn't a matter of personal feelings, it's a matter of principle! So, you want forty billion? Unless I'm dead!” Xiao Chong said in a deep voice.

“Chong, can't you really give in for my sake this once?” Nami still clung to a sliver of hope.

“Nami, I love you very much. To be honest, I fell in love with you the moment I saw you in Guangcheng. We’ve been together for several years now. If I had to describe the depth of our love, I would say that the semen I ejaculated inside you could fill a 500ml water bottle. I really want to admit defeat for the sake of our past relationship! But you and I have been intimate, so you should know my character. I’m not a gentleman; I’m a scoundrel, a complete scoundrel. If someone treats me well, I’ll treat them even better, but if someone gives me a hard time, I’ll definitely retaliate. So this time, we’ve broken up! Please leave!” Xiao Chong said, suppressing his intense heartache as he coldly pushed her away.

"Chong, can you stop being so stubborn! Don't you understand your current situation? Why didn't we go to China to talk to you, but instead specifically asked you to come to Japan?"

Xiao Chong sneered, "What don't I understand? You just think you can't beat me in China, right? You want me to come to Japan to see just how capable your Yamada Group really is, right? Haha, fine, bring it on!"

"Chong, I know your intelligence and ability, but this is Japan, not China! We were able to invade your China, which proves the strength of the Japanese Empire. You may be remarkable, but you have no right to speak here. We are the ones who call the shots here!"

Nami's words completely enraged Xiao Chong. He grabbed her hair, pressed her naked body down, and kicked her legs apart with his foot, saying angrily, "Let me tell you, whether in Japan or China, I am who I am, and I am a man of integrity wherever I go!" As Xiao Chong spoke, he lowered his waist, and his hard member, filled with the anger of the Chinese people, once again pierced the woman's hymen. His eyes gleamed with a beastly red light as he roared, "You dare talk to me about history? You still have the nerve to talk to me about history? You're not ashamed, you're proud of it! I'll fucking fuck you half-paralyzed!"

"You bastard!" The intense pain caused the woman to slap Xiao Chong across the face!

"I'll fuck you, you little Japanese bitch!" Xiao Chong's anger burned even brighter because of that slap. His powerful waist thrust into her again and again, each thrust harder and deeper than the last...

The woman struggled desperately beneath the man, her equally angry eyes filled with sorrowful tears. This was the man she had once deeply loved. Why had their long-awaited reunion turned out like this? Was this fate's deliberate arrangement, a cruel joke?

"Nami, listen to me!" Xiaochong suddenly went mad, pinning her struggling face down with both hands, his lower body thrusting wildly and violently. He stared intently at her, then said in a deep, pausing voice, "Let me tell you, I'm not fucking you on my own behalf, I'm fucking you on behalf of everyone who was defiled by your ancestors, on behalf of all the men of our Chinese nation! And it's not just you who's being fucked, it's not just on your own behalf, it's on behalf of all the women of Japan!"

What powerful, magnificent, insane, arrogant lines!

This man had gone mad, completely unreasonable, but Nami no longer had the strength to refute him, because after the intense pain came an overwhelming pleasure, that long-lost pleasure. The pain was still there, but it was accompanied by joy. Slowly, she lost herself in the abyss of desire.

Xiao Chong remained frenzied, without any method, without any tricks, without the nine shallow and one deep techniques, only brute force, endless brute force. His powerful thrusts and pumps gradually made the woman infatuated and lost... Finally, as always, she was completely conquered, and a voice from the depths of her soul murmured: "Fuck me! No matter who you represent, give me pleasure, harder..."

An international rape contest between lovers began, but it ended with mutual rape. It was a bit unbelievable, but not unexpected. Everything... could be considered reasonably plausible!

As the storm raged on, the man, amidst roars of a beast, unleashed a torrent of fiery semen, leaving the already trembling woman convulsing. Her high-pitched, shrill moans echoed throughout the presidential suite like a stereo sound!

The man withdrew from her body, a mixture of blood and semen slowly flowing from the center of her swollen garden.

"You're a demon! More beastly than a beast!" the woman murmured, looking at the man with resentment.

Xiao Chong, who had regained his senses, looked at her swollen and inflamed area, his face showing apology and guilt. "I didn't want this, but you crossed my line! I couldn't control myself!" Tears

welled up in the woman's eyes again, tears that hadn't stopped for long. She sadly realized a fact: between loving her and loving his country, this man had unhesitatingly chosen the latter! The woman even selfishly thought, how wonderful it would be if the man weren't Chinese, but one of her own people!

The woman struggled to her feet and swayed as she dressed. Xiao Chong tried several times to reach out and help her, but after several attempts, he felt as powerless as if he had paralyzed his limbs.

"You'd better take care of yourself. As your former lover, I hope you can leave Japan alive!" The woman's hoarse voice slowly spoke, followed by the heavy sound of the door closing.

"Sigh—" Xiao Chong let out a long sigh, looking up at the sky. Fate was cruel, it was so damn cruel.

Nami returned to the Yamada Group headquarters and truthfully reported to her father, Shinoda Kenichi, that Xiao Chong had refused to buy the shares for 4 billion yen. Of course, she wouldn't be foolish enough to tell him about being raped.

Shinoda Kenichi seemed to have expected this outcome, and simply said to his daughter, "Just wait! He'll agree! I've already carefully arranged a wonderful game for him!"

"Father, he's still useful to us, please don't kill him!" Nami looked at her father's indifferent attitude and couldn't help but feel secretly alarmed. Although there was still Xiao Chong's fluid left on her lower body, she couldn't help but secretly sweat for him.

“Yes, you’re right. He’s still useful to us now, but once he pays the bill, he’ll definitely die!” Shinoda Kenichi said gently.

“Why?” Nami’s expression changed.

“Because someone above me sent word that he must die!”

“Above?” Nami asked doubtfully. The “above” her father was referring to must be the government, but Xiao Chong didn’t seem to have offended the government! The government—the mere mention of that word brought back memories of the Hero Assault Cup from a few years ago, and the soldiers who were still lying in hospital beds or sitting in wheelchairs. Then it dawned on her.

"Don't ask too many questions! Sometimes it's better if you don't know! You'll be getting married soon, a major event for our organization's future development. With the addition of the Zuo Ye Group, we'll be even stronger. I hope you'll be extremely careful and follow your father's arrangements!"

Nami felt a pang of pain in her heart at her father's words, but could only helplessly reply, "Yes! I understand!"

"Have those old fogies made any moves?"

"Father, don't worry. As long as you're here, they won't dare to act recklessly. Actually, everyone else is insignificant; only Yamada Kurosaku is the instigator!"

"I know! I'll be wary of him!"

"Then Father, please take care of yourself. I'll take my leave now!"

"Okay, go!"

Chapter Four of the Finale: No Peace Anywhere

Three days passed.

The presidential suite at the Starry Night Hotel could no longer hold Xiao Chong. Staying in one place for too long felt like being in prison!

He decided he had to go out and see what was so interesting about this little devil's country! Although he knew going out at this time wasn't a wise choice, staying in the hotel wasn't necessarily safe either, because starting the day after Nami left, the hotel suddenly became much more crowded! Xiao Chong wasn't foolish enough to think the hotel always had this many guests, nor did he believe it was peak tourist season, because these people's eyes frequently flashed with menacing light. However, after a day and a night of careful vigilance, he saw no movement from them, which made him a little strange. Could it be that the Yamada group was trying to intimidate him with sheer force? A hundred or so people like that were child's play; he'd seen it all!

He believed that Nami must have relayed the message to the Yamada group by now. Had the Yamada group already begun their plan to coerce and bribe him into submission? And were these people just the vanguard?

Who cares? He'd meet force with force, and if women came, he'd drown them all with his semen! Xiao Chong thought bitterly as he walked down the streets of Ginza!

Shopping during the day is a woman's job, while men usually shop at night, because the vibrant nightlife begins at dusk!

Having been without a woman for three days, Xiao Chong was tempted to abandon his usual principles of sex and find a high-class Japanese prostitute for a good time. The best choice, of course, was an AV actress. Regardless of what the legendary Ozawa Madoka or Mutou Ran actually looked like, their skills and moans were undeniable. The booming Japanese AV industry was probably due to these actresses who relentlessly pursued their passions! A supposedly economically developed country, where women are openly selling themselves to boost the economy? That's certainly in line with the Japanese character! Xiao Chong fantasized as he walked, not forgetting the few tails following him closely!

Trying to stalk me? Fine, let's see who's outsmarting whom.

Several professional stalkers from the Yamada group leisurely followed Xiao Chong while quietly reporting his movements and location to their superiors via a pocket communicator.

But a moment later, Xiao Chong vanished into thin air around a corner, like a ninja who knows ninjutsu. But while most ninjas at least use a smoke bomb or something, he disappeared in a flash, faster than teleportation.

The group quickly went over and searched everywhere, but couldn't find him anywhere. They were puzzled: they'd heard Chinese martial arts were quite good, could there really be a legendary invisibility technique? But that seemed to be Japanese! While they were debating whether invisibility originated in China or Japan, Xiao Chong stood some distance away, slowly eating an ice cream cone, his eyes glancing over at them intentionally or unintentionally.

The group quickly lowered their heads nonchalantly, but when they looked up again, Xiao Chong was gone again…

They'd seen plenty of cat-and-mouse stories, but hadn't they seen a mouse-and-cat game? Look, here it is! Xiao Chong would dart a few steps, vanish in an instant, and then suddenly reappear in front of the group. Before they could even panic and provide cover, he would disappear again… Even the Yamada-gumi members, skilled at tracking, couldn't help but groan: Was this a joke?

Actually, the first time he disappeared, it wasn't voluntary; in fact, it was somewhat unexpected and frightening. He was so engrossed in his daydreams that he hadn't looked down to see where he was going. After taking only a few steps, he felt himself plummet, and everything went black… He had fallen into an uncovered sewer! Fortunately, there was no water below, and it wasn't too deep. Besides some trash, it was relatively clean. Xiao Chong simply crawled into the passage and carefully made his way to the next sewer opening. He lifted the cover and darted out, leaving his pursuers dumbfounded.

With the distance between them, things became much easier. With a few quick steps and his agility, he could easily slip away and hide completely.

After winding around several times and traveling for miles, Xiao Chong finally got a little tired. He gestured "886" to the group and then, with a very stylish leap, jumped off the overpass into a convertible truck, catching the group off guard. They could only watch helplessly as Xiao Chong drove away rather unceremoniously.

The truck was loaded with watermelons. When Xiao Chong jumped off, he trampled several, splattering blood all over himself—not exactly a graceful sight. Looking at the watermelons he'd torn to pieces, Xiao Chong cursed under his breath, "What a waste of food!" He quickly chopped one open with a chop of his wrist and began to devour it.

Xiao Chong wasn't sure how long the truck had traveled, because after his hearty meal, he'd taken a nap. When he woke up, the truck was slowly entering a street, so he jumped off.

At this point, he wasn't really interested in prostitutes anymore; his mind was now consumed by hunger, not lust. Finding something to satisfy his hunger was the real priority.

The best things he'd heard of in Japan were grilled octopus, sashimi, raw fish… and of course, the most famous was the "human body feast."

Eating food from a naked woman? It was a bit stimulating, but Xiao Chong was quite dismissive of it. From his professional medical perspective, it wasn't just unethical, but extremely unhygienic. No matter how clean you wash your skin, the surface layer and hair always carry bacteria. If you don't want to get diarrhea, I advise you not to eat this kind of food. Unless the high temperature kills the poison, but... is that even possible?

Xiao Chong disliked human feasts, so he had to settle for a sushi and barbecue restaurant.

He had run around all day, taken a nap, and even though he had eaten half a watermelon, he was still starving. He was too lazy to speak broken Japanese when he entered the restaurant, but he just randomly pointed at things. Soon, sake, sushi, rice balls, grilled fresh octopus, grilled beef slices, and udon noodles were placed in front of him. But he wasn't in a hurry to eat. After the waiter left, he took out a special silver needle for testing for poison and carefully and meticulously tested the cups, bowls, chopsticks, and food three times in a row. After confirming that there was no poison, he then wolfed down his food. After eating about eight servings of grilled octopus, five sushi rolls, six rice balls, two servings of udon noodles, and twenty skewers of grilled beef, Xiao Chong finally felt a little full.

The Japanese may not be kind, but their food was at least somewhat delicious!

The shop owner was also quite surprised. (Since the shop opened, this was the first time he'd seen someone eat so lavishly.)

"Boss, the bill, please," Xiao Chong said in Japanese, speaking as if he were eating rare beef. He even took a toothpick and was picking his teeth in a very unseemly manner, but who cared if he wanted to?

"Sir, the total is one million yen." As soon as the waiter finished speaking, Xiao Chong almost fainted. What a price! So expensive! He hadn't even eaten abalone or lobster. After a moment of stunned silence, he came to his senses. This was Japan, the common currency was yen. But after converting, it didn't make sense. One hundred yen was equal to more than six yuan. One million yen would be sixty thousand yuan, and his not-so-lavish lunch was already overpriced at one thousand yuan. Wasn't this blatant ripping off? Xiao Chong gritted his teeth in anger. Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover. I'm being ripped off even for a meal.

"What a joke! You might as well just rob me outright. What if I don't give it to you?" Xiao Chong actually couldn't give it to him now; his wallet had been lost in some sewer while they were playing cat and mouse. Money was just an external thing; it was a pity about his son Ouyang Li's first birthday photo.

As soon as he finished speaking, six burly men suddenly emerged from the door beside him. The tall, fat man in the lead stepped forward and said in a deep voice in fluent Japanese, "No money? Fine, leave one finger."

"Fuck your mother!" Xiao Chong swung a bottle from the table and smashed it over the man's head. Then, he grabbed the man's finger, which was still pointing at him, and slammed it onto the table. He grabbed a fruit knife from the table and, with one stroke... the knife was a bit dull, and it took several cuts to sever the finger. "Damn it, cutting off my finger! You're asking for it!"

The man immediately rolled on the ground in pain, clutching his hand. Xiao Chong looked at him with disdain, cursing inwardly, "What a coward! Ula cut off his own finger without uttering a sound, and you're such a wimp!" But... there's always a difference between Chinese men and Japanese devils, it's a matter of character, isn't it?

Seeing this, several people nearby rushed over. Xiao Chong immediately overturned the table and slashed the head of the man with the red-haired earring and backless top (tank top) who was closest to him. Then he rushed towards the door.

"Someone's vandalizing the shop! Everyone, hurry up!"

"Damn, it's been ages since anyone dared to smash up this shop. We've finally met someone who's not afraid of death! Everyone, charge!"

"That's the bastard! Don't let him get away! Catch him! We'll make meatballs out of his flesh tonight!"

Xiao Chong was increasingly terrified as he ran. Who were these people? Why did all the restaurants on the street immediately close down as soon as they heard there was a fight, all rushing to surround and kill him? Their unity was comparable to that of the Chaozhou people (there's a legend in Guangdong that if you kill a Chaozhou person, you're like being surrounded by a swarm of bees, ready to be hacked down by countless Chaozhou people!). Thinking of this, Xiao Chong suddenly remembered Shuangxi telling him about a notorious murder street in Ginza, Japan, where even the Yakuza dared not collect protection money because it was run by the Yamada-gumi, a yakuza group that preyed on out-of-town customers.

Now Xiao Chong understood a little better. Why hadn't he seen any other customers while eating? He'd become the fat sheep. Thinking about it, Xiao Chong still needed to save his life first. This rabble, though easily defeated, was becoming too famous, which might not be a good thing. "Let's get out of here!"

a man Xiao Chong recognized shouted. After a moment's thought, he realized it was one of the men who had been following him. The man yelled, "Hey, isn't that the Chinese guy we were chasing? Brothers, let's go! The boss said we'll get ten million yen if we capture him alive!" Yen, definitely! The Yamada Group wouldn't be that generous! Xiao Chong deduced!

Xiao Chong now understood what it meant to be unlucky; even drinking cold water would cause him trouble. Japan wasn't a harmonious place for him; everywhere he went, there were new and old grudges.

In the fifth chapter of the finale, "Meeting an Old Friend in a Foreign Land,"

Xiao Chong rushed to a street corner and saw an off-road jeep coming towards him. He couldn't see the brand, but it was a convertible. The driver was a woman!

She was going a bit fast and didn't seem to brake when she saw someone; she was probably a novice. If Xiao Chong hadn't reacted quickly and backed up to give the woman time, the great Xiao Chong would probably have had a close encounter with the car and been sent flying!

"You're asking for it!" The woman slammed on the brakes and yelled at Xiao Chong. In her haste, her accent betrayed her hometown. Chinese? From Shanghai? In any case, she was a fellow countryman! And the voice sounded somewhat familiar. Xiao Chong looked up at the woman's face. Damn, this was strange. He'd met an old acquaintance in a foreign land, but not a lover, not a subordinate, and there was some old grudge between them! You guessed it, right? Zhu Xiaoyan!

"It's you!" Xiao Chong was overjoyed. Without even asking how she got to Japan, he opened the car door, shoved her aside, and sped off.

The gangsters, seeing Xiao Chong's car disappear, willingly went back to wait for their prey, while the Yamada-gumi members, tempted by the ten million yen, got into their cars and gave chase!

Xiao Chong's driving skills and speed were legendary; these thugs who wanted to try their hand at adventurous racing would have to think twice.

Just as Xiao Chong was feeling smug, he heard a "biu" sound, and his left rearview mirror was ruined. He quickly checked the other rearview mirror—damn it! The pursuers had all pulled out their weapons, but after that sound, there was no more movement; they just kept chasing relentlessly. He didn't know what had happened!

In the car behind...

"You son of a bitch, who told you to fire? The boss said, keep him alive, no pay for a dead man, and execute him according to gang rules!" A leader slapped the thug who had just fired the shot.

"Boss, I know, I didn't mean to shoot him, I wanted to shoot the car tires!" the henchman who fired the shot stammered.

"Shoot your ass! What's wrong with your eyes?! You dare show off your marksmanship? Don't embarrass me!"

"Then I'll put it away!"

"No, just hold it up like that, scare him a little! Hey, don't put your finger on the trigger, you idiot!"

"..."

He even pulled out a gun! Xiao Chong dared not play around anymore, quickly regained his composure and started driving. Meanwhile, Zhu Xiaoyan, who had somehow appeared in Japan, sat silently in the car, nervously fastening her seatbelt while thinking sadly, "Is he my destined nemesis? How come I run into him everywhere? Last time I was naked, this time it's a little better, but even worse, I'm being chased along!"

At this moment, the streets were indeed in chaos. Pedestrians were rushing to escape, and sharp cries rose and fell, creating a lively scene. Behind Xiao Chong's jeep, about six cars belonging to the Yamada Group followed, one after another, forming a long line. The scene was quite spectacular. Xiao Chong's driving skills were phenomenal, but he dared not drive in crowded areas. He could dodge the people, but those following closely behind might not. While the Japanese soldiers were undeniably dead, this street wasn't just for them; there were yellow-skinned, white-skinned, black-skinned… there were many innocent people. He could only try to find a less crowded spot on the side, but that side was teeming with street vendors. So he decided to crash into them; crashing into a stall was less serious than hitting a person.

As a result, he knocked over countless hot dog stands. One hot dog with an egg fell in from outside, landing squarely on Xiao Chong's hand, burning him and making him yell. Zhu Xiaoyan, usually aloof and unsmiling, couldn't help but chuckle at his comical antics in this tense and exciting situation.

Xiao Chong glanced over and was momentarily stunned. "A beautiful iceberg lotus in bloom!" he thought. Instinctively, he took a large bite of the hot dog. "Damn, it tastes really good!"

"What are you looking at... Ah, watch out!" Zhu Xiaoyan exclaimed as the car crashed into a stall selling spiced tea eggs, salted duck eggs, salt-baked eggs... basically any egg stall. Countless eggs flew through the air, and one still-steaming egg landed squarely on Zhu Xiaoyan, rolling into the opening of her woman's blouse.

"Ah—!" Zhu Xiaoyan screamed in panic, frantically patting herself down, partly from fright, and partly because it was hot!

"What happened?" Xiao Chong, not having seen what happened, asked without turning his head; the road conditions were too complicated, and he dared not be distracted again!

"The egg got in!" Zhu Xiaoyan answered instinctively, only realizing her mistake after the words left her mouth, her face quickly turning red!

This work is exclusively published in text form on 16k.com. Unauthorized reproduction or excerpting is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit [website address]. Xiao Chong was somewhat surprised, but dared not turn around to look at her. If he did, he would probably see a very interesting scene, because the beautiful woman reached into her clothes and pulled out a testicle! He quickly finished his hot dog, wiped his mouth, and felt that one hot dog wasn't enough, so he looked around for another hot dog stand, forgetting to take his gun and continue fighting to the death.

"Biu!" Another sound, and Xiao Chong's car's only rearview mirror was also destroyed by a bullet!

Cursing voices came from behind.

"Bastard, didn't I tell you not to shoot? Are you deaf or something?"

"Boss, I, I didn't shoot!"

"You son of a bitch, didn't I tell you not to put your finger on the trigger?"

"Boss, I, I didn't put it on!"

"..." The boss was also a little confused!

"Boss, your gun went off by accident!"

"I'll fucking kill you!"

The hot dog stand was gone, actually, there was no stand at all. Xiao Chong and his group had already left the street and entered another, narrower road. Xiao Chong could finally unleash his reckless nature, wildly turning the steering wheel and flooring the accelerator. The scenery on both sides rushed past, and the wind howled so hard that Zhu Xiaoyan couldn't open her eyes. Even if she could, she wouldn't dare; the speed was terrifying.

"Is there any water?" The hot dog was too greasy, and Xiao Chong felt uncomfortable in his mouth.

Zhu Xiaoyan, with her eyes closed, reached for a bottle of water but still remembered to unscrew the cap and hand it to him. This was probably the only thoughtful thing she had done since they met.

Xiao Chong gulped down a large mouthful of water but spat it out with a "whoosh." "What water? It's so salty!"

"I brought it from China, Nongfu Spring!" Zhu Xiaoyan said.

"Damn it!" Xiao Chong threw the bottle away! This water was notoriously salty.

One of the gunmen behind was drenched in water and screamed in terror, "***, the water's definitely poisoned!" Before he could finish speaking, something hit him on the head with a thud, and he passed out—it was that bottle of Nongfu Spring water! That accuracy, wow, even a sharpshooter couldn't do better!

Xiao Chong drove like a maniac, the car roaring past. He didn't know how much time had passed before he felt the pursuers had disappeared and slowed down slightly, but the sirens of police cars were already wailing in the distance.

"Damn it, I forgot my driver's license!" Xiao Chong remembered some bastard saying that driving without a license in Japan would result in being detained.

"I...I brought it!" Zhu Xiaoyan said weakly. Her Chinese driver's license had passed the written test for the Japanese traffic authorities and could be used in Japan.

"What's the use of bringing it? I'm the one driving, not you!" Xiao Chong said with a bitter face.

"..." Zhu Xiaoyan had an idea but was too embarrassed to say it aloud, and subconsciously hoped this bastard would spend a few days in jail, but for some reason, her face turned red again!

Xiao Chong looked at her flawless, fair face and couldn't help but fantasize about what a beautiful sight it would be if she were sitting on him in a lotus position!

He admired her greatly; even at a time like this, she couldn't resist indulging in fantasies! Truly, a man's nature!

Thinking of the lotus position, a brilliant idea flashed into Xiao Chong's mind!

"Quick, come sit over here! I'll move over!" Xiao Chong said to Zhu Xiaoyan.

Zhu Xiaoyan was a little dumbfounded. Was this fate? His idea had coincided with hers! Actually, if you put it another way, Xiao Chong might prefer it: a meeting of minds!

Seeing that the traffic police were about to catch up, Zhu Xiaoyan still hesitated. Moving over meant she would inevitably be in the lotus position, and she was wearing a short skirt; moving around like this would almost certainly result in her exposing herself!

Xiao Chong, unaware of her many thoughts, urged her anxiously. Finally, Zhu Xiaoyan reluctantly moved over, but just as she sat on Xiao Chong's lap, before he could move away, the traffic police arrived at the side of their car and waved for them to stop.

The car stopped, and the traffic police were somewhat surprised by the two's ambiguous posture, taking a while to calm down. "Who's driving? Please show your driver's license!"

The

traffic police, seeing the two's ambiguous posture, were somewhat surprised, taking a while to calm down. "Who's driving? Please show your driver's license!"

"Me!" "Me!" Both answered instinctively.

"Who's driving?" The traffic police looked at them suspiciously.

"He!" "She!" This time, they avoided giving the wrong answer.

"Who's driving?" The traffic police were getting annoyed!

"Me!" "She!" They finally answered correctly, but instead of gaining points, they would lose points! Zhu Xiaoyan reluctantly pulled out her driver's license.

"Do you know you were speeding?" the traffic policeman asked Zhu Xiaoyan.

"I know, officer, please give me another chance! I won't do it again!" Zhu Xiaoyan spoke fluent and standard Japanese, and kept giving the traffic policeman flirty winks as she spoke.

"This..." The old traffic policeman was clearly a little overwhelmed and hesitated.

“Officer, actually, actually, we just got married. You know, newlyweds are always full of love, so…” Zhu Xiaoyan said shyly and awkwardly to the traffic police officer.

“Is that so?” The officer glanced instinctively at their intimately joined parts, and Zhu Xiaoyan quickly let out a soft moan and leaned her head on Xiao Chong’s shoulder. The meaning was clear: Uncle, don’t look! It’s so embarrassing! “

Uncle, you’ve been through this, please understand our newlywed bliss!” Zhu Xiaoyan said, her face flushed.

The officer hesitated for a while, then secretly glanced at their intimately joined parts several more times before saying, “Alright! Just this once, but not next time! Young man, take it easy! Doing it on the road… is too dangerous. You should go home!” The two nodded repeatedly,

indicating they would definitely change their ways! The officer then got into his car and drove away, of course, he still glanced longingly at their intimately joined parts before getting in.

"You old scoundrel!" Zhu Xiaoyan cursed angrily long after the traffic police had walked away.

Xiao Chong, who had been suppressing his laughter, finally erupted at her curse, bursting into wild laughter. His stomach soon ached from laughing, and when he reached to cover it, he touched a soft spot in his abdomen—Zhu Xiaoyan's!

"What are you doing? Haven't you laughed enough? Move over here!" Zhu Xiaoyan slapped his hand away, her face flushed again, but her voice was cold. She blushed more often than she had in the past year when she was around him.

"Okay!" Just as Xiao Chong was about to move over, the shouts and yells behind them started again; clearly, those guys had caught up again.

At this distance, Xiao Chong and Zhu Xiaoyan had ample time to switch places. However, Zhu Xiaoyan remembered they had guns—things that could kill—and in her anxiety and panic, she repeatedly urged Xiao Chong to drive. Xiao Chong, who hadn't been nervous initially, became tense as well, quickly starting the engine and speeding forward, the two still maintaining their ambiguous position.

The road was smooth, but even the smoothest road vibrates, like… a small massager.

At first, Zhu Xiaoyan didn't feel anything, but as the road surface became slightly rougher, the sensation came—a very intense feeling.

Zhu Xiaoyan was wearing a skirt with thin underwear underneath, while Xiao Chong was wearing trousers. Such intimate contact, such vibration, would be felt by both man and woman—a very strong sensation.

When she first arrived, Zhu Xiaoyan could still bear it, only her breathing became slightly rapid. But when she felt the semi-erect penis beneath her slowly harden, the pleasure intensified, and she began to lose control. She could only bite her lip tightly, gripping the car door tightly with one hand, desperately suppressing the urge to moan.

The car continued forward, with pursuers still behind, but a sign coming towards them startled them: Roadwork Ahead, Slow Down!

Everyone knew what roadwork meant.

The road became increasingly rough and uneven, the car's speed decreased, but the vibrations grew stronger. Zhu Xiaoyan could no longer hold back her moans, because the penis beneath her had become harder than she could have imagined. Even a small pebble, a small pothole, a small slope—for Zhu Xiaoyan, sitting on this steel-hard object, it was all extremely painful!

This time, Xiao Chong was completely innocent. He never imagined he would have such a passionate, sensual, and exciting experience with this icy beauty. His pleasure wasn't particularly intense; it was entirely from his fantasies. There was no way he could resist; any man in such a situation would be unable to resist, unless he lacked the ability! His pleasure mostly came from the shock of sight, hearing, smell, and touch. The woman was sitting on him, and to "drive," he had to reach his hands through her slender waist! To "drive" well, he also had to hook his head out from her side, making intimate contact between various parts of their bodies unavoidable. The woman's fragrance wafting into his nose was intoxicating, but the most lethal thing was her moans. Her plaintive voice was right next to his ear—weak, beautiful, and poignant, no less beautiful than a top Japanese AV actress.

Zhu Xiaoyan was truly on the verge of collapse. If she continued down this path, she didn't know what kind of embarrassment she would suffer—a public orgasm? Incontinence? ...She really didn't dare to think about it, so she forced herself to suppress her embarrassment and gritted her teeth, saying to Xiao Chong, "Can you please not drive down this road?"

There was a fork in the road, and Xiao Chong's visibility wasn't very good. Seeing her say that, he had no choice but to swerve the steering wheel sharply. When the two of them finally saw the road conditions, they almost fainted. Ahead was a long downhill road, and the surface wasn't smooth; it was a series of tiny steps...

This was going to be fatal. Even Xiao Chong felt like he was going to die. It was too cruel, too cruel, too exciting, an unprecedented level of excitement! However, the wheels had already reached the steps. Turning back? It was easier said than done.

The car went down the steps slowly, then faster and faster, until it was no longer under Xiao Chong's control. He slammed on the brakes, but the car kept bouncing downhill. Because of the force he applied, his leg was clenched tightly, and he felt a strong urge in his penis.

Each thrust was a powerful impact for Zhu Xiaoyan, each one bringing indescribable pleasure, each sensation driving her to ecstasy.

Xiao Chong felt good too; the impact, though not as intense as penetration, was nearly as pleasurable. The woman's area was incredibly soft, and now it was soaking wet, even his genitals were drenched. If he could, he wanted to reach inside, release his pent-up desire, and thrust deeply into her body, fully enjoying the intense thrusting caused by external forces.

Was this considered sex? Xiao Chong didn't know, and neither did Zhu Xiaoyu! What they both knew was that before they even reached the bottom of the stairs, she had already reached orgasm, screaming in fear. And he had already ejaculated, gripping the steering wheel tightly with trembling hands.

This was a special kind of sex! It felt fucking amazing!

The steps were steep, and the Yamada gang thugs all drove low-chassis scooters. If you tried to drive down like them, you'd definitely flip over. So, all you could do was scream and yell at the top of the slope, unable to sit down.

Xiao Chong and Zhu Xiaoyan finally reached a safe place and stopped the car. Zhu Xiaoyan immediately jumped out. Xiao Chong looked down and realized he seemed to have lost control of his bladder; his crotch was covered in a sticky, slippery liquid. Seeing a box of tissues in the car, he quickly grabbed it and started wiping himself. After he finished, he kindly handed the remaining tissues to Zhu Xiaoyan.

"Where am I supposed to wipe?" Zhu Xiaoyan said irritably. Xiao

Chong was stunned. She was wearing pants, and the back of her skirt was sticking to his waist, soaking his underwear. Even with the tissues, he didn't know where to wipe. She couldn't very well wipe that area in front of him, could she? The atmosphere was incredibly awkward, mainly because the two had no emotional connection. If it were Sun Shanshan, she would definitely say, "That was so much fun! Let's do it again!"

"...I'm sorry!" After thinking for a long time, Xiao Chong finally managed to find something to say.

Zhu Xiaoyan was on the verge of tears. He'd gotten her into this state, wet before even losing her virginity—could a simple "I'm sorry" really solve the problem? But thinking about it, it really wasn't intentional, so he could only helplessly say, "Forget it, don't mention it again!"

"By the way, how did you end up in Japan?" Xiao Chong remembered a question he'd always wanted to ask but hadn't had the time.

"I'm representing the group at a pharmaceutical technology seminar. I've been here for almost two months!"

"And this car?" Xiao Chong looked at the Jeep car, which had been battered and bruised.

"A friend at the seminar lent me his car. I don't know how to explain this mess to them!" Zhu Xiaoyan said, troubled.

“Just report it to the company. Repairing it or buying him a new one is fine! This is all my fault!”

“Really?” Zhu Xiaoyan’s expression relaxed slightly.

“Yes! When are you going back?” Xiao Chong asked again.

“Probably another month!”

“Oh, I lost my wallet and cards! Can you lend me some money now?” It was the first time Xiao Chong had ever borrowed money from a woman, and his face flushed. But after the fight, the chase, and the unusual sex, he was hungry again. “You should report it to Old C later and have him send some money over.”

“Okay! I understand!” Zhu Xiaoyan took out her wallet from her handbag and gave him all the cash. Although she really wanted him to be with her, to keep her company in a foreign land, her womanly reserve and her usual coldness prevented her from saying it.

"Okay! Bye-bye!" Xiao Chong took the money and turned to leave without hesitation. Actually, he wanted to be with this woman, especially in this place that felt so out of place to him. But he was in dire straits, barely able to save himself; taking a woman with him would be like playing with her life. To avoid implicating her, he had to suppress his urge to have sex with her again and cruelly left.

Zhu Xiaoyan watched his departing figure, feeling a strange sense of loss and melancholy. Perhaps it was because of that less-than-glamorous sexual encounter… (

Chapter 7 of the final chapter: A murderous aura)

Xiao Chong was eating again. This time, he went into the crowded area, thinking that someone as honest as Brother Ge You would never lie to him! Where there are crowds, the food must be delicious. Should we trust the masses?

When he left the restaurant, it was already late at night. Walking alone on the bustling streets of a foreign land, he felt lonely. He helplessly realized that he was even more unwilling to be alone than Shuangxi, while Shuangxi and his woman should have returned home by now, probably making love at this hour.

The rain had been torrential, and the water on the road was quite deep. As Xiao Chong walked, he turned into a side street, intending to find a hotel to stay in; the little money he had left in his pocket didn't allow him to be picky.

But as soon as he entered the side street, he sensed something was wrong. The surroundings were deathly quiet, the atmosphere unusual.

Danger! That was Xiao Chong's first thought!

The further he walked, the more he felt a dangerous aura following him, slowly approaching!

Xiao Chong was certain that the other party was a master, and not far away, but he couldn't be sure how many there were! Perhaps he had been living a comfortable life for too long; it was time to stretch his muscles.

The killing intent was intense, but Xiao Chong had no way to accurately pinpoint the enemy's location. He could only quicken his pace, turning, left, right, and then left again… With each step, Xiao Chong was extremely cautious, because here, even the slightest mistake or slip could cost him his life.

The rain started again, and combined with the eerie lamplight, it made the scene even more unsettling. This reminded Xiao Chong of a movie he had once seen, "The Butcher in the Rain." He didn't want to die yet. No matter who wanted him dead, he had decided to live on tenaciously. He wasn't afraid of death; from the day Long Ma Jiu Zi crippled him, he had sworn to live well!

"Bang!" Xiao Chong turned again, and because he was thinking about the past, he accidentally bumped into a girl. Xiao Chong was somewhat relieved that the girl wasn't an assassin; otherwise, if she had given him a knife at the moment of impact, it would have definitely hit a vital spot. But doubts still lingered in his heart!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xiao Chong hurriedly went forward to help the girl up, but unexpectedly, what awaited him was a Japanese dagger. Fortunately, Xiao Chong had suspected it beforehand. Why would a girl be walking alone in the alley on such a rainy day? So he was prepared when he helped her up. But he still hadn't expected the knife to be so fast. Although the blade didn't rip him open, it still cut a gash in his stomach. Luckily, the female assassin only struck at this moment; if they had collided, it probably wouldn't have been just a small cut.

Now that she had revealed herself, Xiao Chong no longer held back. Although he never hit women, Japanese women were an exception, especially Japanese women who wanted him dead.

"You rotten bitch! I rarely hit women, but you're an exception. Die!" Xiao Chong's abdomen burned with pain; if it had gone a centimeter or two deeper, his intestines would have spilled out! The woman was determined to kill him, so he showed no mercy. His fist landed solidly on her body, but strangely, he didn't feel anything solid.

He had hit her image—a ninja? A high-level ninja, even more advanced than the ninjas appearing in the Hero Assault Cup!

The knife came silently from behind. Xiao Chong couldn't hear the sound of it piercing the air; he only sensed it through the calming technique in his Mind-Control Technique. He was truly grateful to Lin Daiyu; if it weren't for her, he would probably be dead by now. He didn't care about his image or demeanor; saving his life was paramount. He rolled forward on the spot, covered in mud and water, looking quite disheveled, but he barely managed to save his life! He quickly turned around, but still no one was there. Was this invisibility?

The rain was still drizzling. This kind of weather was suitable for killing, and also suitable for being killed!

Xiao Chong didn't believe in ghosts or gods, nor did he believe that invisibility existed. This person must have used the cover of night to hide their form. This woman wasn't far from him; he could even sense her presence. If he could find her physical form, he was confident he could kill her with a single punch.

The pain in his abdomen gradually intensified, cold sweat mingled with the rain, and blood flowed continuously from the wound, slowly turning the puddles on the ground red. The rain intensified, and the water grew deeper.

His opponent was cunning and skilled in assassination, a seasoned ninja. She clearly intended to toy with him, not in a hurry to strike, but simply following him closely.

This was excruciating for Xiao Chong. He knew this female ninja was playing with him, whether she was attracted to his figure, handsome appearance, or inner beauty… he had no intention of wasting time with her. His wound, though not fatal, was causing him dizziness and lightheadedness.

Xiao Chong pressed his hand tightly against the wound, trying to reduce the bleeding, but the wound gradually became numb. He knew this was due to excessive blood loss. He didn't want to die in this weather, much less in this place. Therefore, he had to break free from this lurking female assassin. He decided to run forward, even if there were even more dangerous ambushes ahead!

But he gave up not long after! Although he was well-fed and had plenty of energy, the woman's stamina was unpredictable. She followed him like a shadow the whole time, making him grit his teeth in anger, yet he couldn't find her. Every time, he felt she was right behind him, but his punches always landed on thin air. This woman was too damn terrifying! If he could, Xiao Chong really wanted to make an overseas call and ask Lin Meimei how to deal with such an opponent! But this wasn't a quiz show; there was no opportunity for him to call a family hotline or ask the audience for help. He only had two choices: one, stop running and wait for her to end his life with one stab; two, endure, withstand, and find a way to find her weakness and quickly kill her, like in CS, one headshot! three, there was no three! Life or death, only a one-in-five chance.

This work is exclusively published in text form on 16k.com. Reproduction or excerpting without permission is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit [website address]. Xiao Chong felt a bit tired, something he'd never experienced before. Even after four or five consecutive battles in bed, he was still incredibly vigorous, but now the strenuous exercise and significant blood loss were making him dizzy. If he couldn't find the enemy's weakness soon, it would be like eating a rat poisoned with rat poison—a near certain death!

Xiao Chong looked up at the sky; it was still a gloomy gray, devoid of any sign of life. The rain was still falling, and it was getting heavier, the pattering sound disrupting his hearing, and his vision was becoming blurry. The water was already up to his knees! So much water! The word "water" brought to mind those vulgar DJs in the nightclub: "Touch your head, you're so gentle; touch your waist, you're so sexy; touch your legs, damn, so much water!"

To have such leisure at a time like this was truly rare! But it was precisely this "so much water" that saved Xiao Chong's life, because he had already figured out a way to defeat his enemy! Yes, water. Xiao Chong suddenly realized that the more water there was, the stronger the killing intent; the enemy's movements were clearly closely linked to the rain.

Xiao Chong knew that in this foreign devil's territory, the most powerful were the ninjas, and the ninjas possessed a very strange martial art called ninjutsu. Xiao Chong had heard Bao Ling mention this kind of kung fu before. Ninja swordsmanship emphasizes speed, ruthlessness, and precision; if the first strike misses, they vanish immediately without a trace. This is standard Fusang swordsmanship, focusing on injuring the enemy with a single blow. While this style is powerful, it has a fatal flaw: the sword techniques cannot be effectively connected, requiring a pause in between. Therefore, if this style cannot kill the opponent with the first strike, the opponent is likely to kill them.

Since the opponent is hiding in the water, Xiao Chong has already devised a plan. (

Chapter 8 of the final chapter: The rain

keeps falling) Xiao Chong continues running aimlessly through the streets and alleys. The enemy's murderous aura follows him closely, seemingly watching a monkey perform a trick. Xiao Chong sneers inwardly, "Come on! Let's see who plays whom!"

Passing a high-voltage transformer, Xiao Chong suddenly strikes accurately, severing the high-voltage power line. Before the end of the line falls into the water, he leaps onto the dry eaves and windowsill. Inside the window, it seems a man and woman are fighting, but Xiao Chong is no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

The high-voltage power line fell into the water, and strings of blue light rippled across the surface! There were no fish; if there were, a large number would have been afloat. Xiao Chong waited, waiting for the other party to reveal themselves first. The high-voltage power line carried a high voltage, reaching thousands of watts; direct contact with a human would instantly incinerate them. You often see thieves who steal high-voltage lines with their charred bodies hanging on the wires. But in the water, the voltage dropped significantly, and the current weakened with distance.

Clearly, Xiao Chong underestimated the endurance of a high-level ninja.

The transformer of the high-voltage power line was already smoking; the main switch was likely burned out. The other party still hadn't shown themselves. Were they electrocuted? Or did they possess superpowers and continue to fight against the high voltage? Or had they already vanished without a trace?

Finally, the transformer emitted a low thud, completely burned out, and the current disappeared! The surroundings were plunged into darkness.

A blurry figure leaped from the water in the distance. The figure moved with incredible speed, gripping the knife in both hands, flying towards Xiao Chong with the blade between them. It was a swift, precise, and insane strike; the opponent was probably stunned by the electric shock, already prepared to fight to the death, leaving no way out for Xiao Chong. There was no choice for Xiao Chong either kill the opponent or die himself—that was Xiao Chong's choice!

The figure had already appeared, and Xiao Chong naturally wouldn't let such a golden opportunity slip by. One hand caught the blade, letting it pass through the opponent's fist, while the other hand, channeling all his energy, struck the opponent's heart with all his might. The chest felt soft and elastic to the touch, probably quite large, giving a numb sensation of about 35D. Then came the sound of ribs breaking—very hard, a clear and crisp cracking sound, probably well-nourished, regularly taking calcium supplements. Then, the fist landed solidly, and he felt nothing more. Xiao Chong couldn't even tell if the heart had been shattered!

A heavy punch sent his opponent flying. Xiao Chong, unable to withstand the excessive blood loss, collapsed to the ground. He was now utterly powerless to fight back. Whether it was rape, gang rape, or S&M, he was completely at their mercy!

The woman slowly rose from the water, raising the knife high above her head, and charged at Xiao Chong…

Damn it! Such inhuman resilience! You could apply for a Guinness World Record for being invulnerable to bullets, swords, and fire! Xiao Chong closed his eyes in utter despair!

The blade fell, and Xiao Chong could almost feel its chilling aura…

Death beckoned to him again, but this time it wasn't a gentle, soft hand; instead, it was a skeletal hand.

Even Yama, the King of Hell, called out to Xiao Chong, like an old friend long forgotten.

However, God was still incredibly merciful to Xiao Chong, extremely merciful—he was practically God's favorite! Otherwise, this book would be finished!

The blade stopped half a centimeter above Xiao Chong's head, its edge halting. At least several hundred strands of hair in the middle of Xiao Chong's head had already been severed by the blade's energy! Strangely, the blade simply stopped. The twisted woman stared at him with a vicious glare—the most terrifying look Xiao Chong had ever seen.

Time seemed to freeze. A man sitting on the ground, covered in blood, and a well-built, highly skilled female assassin, locked in a stalemate, created a bizarre and tragic scene!

Suddenly, a scream erupted from the woman's mouth, sharp and piercing, accompanied by a spurt of blood that sprayed all over Xiao Chong's face! "

Damn it, you really think you're so twisted? God help me, I hope this blood isn't poisonous!" Xiao Chong cursed and prayed. In fact, his punch had already shattered her internal organs; the energy of the punch lay dormant within her, only erupting at this moment!

This punch was the culmination of Xiao Chong's lifelong training, a punch he unleashed with all his might. As the woman fell to the ground, her eyes remained wide open, staring at Xiao Chong. Even in death, she couldn't believe she had died at the hands of the man she had played like a fool…

Looking at this beautiful, petite girl, Xiao Chong suddenly felt a pang of sorrow. Human life was so insignificant. Such a beautiful woman, gone in the blink of an eye, dying right before his eyes—why?

Why did such a lovely girl have to become a terrifying killer? It was such a waste. If only she had used her beauty to seduce him, luring him into bed and exhausting him to death—he would have been utterly powerless to resist.

The rain kept falling! This was truly bizarre; the rain tonight seemed endless!

The atmosphere wasn't harmonious; with someone dead, what harmony was there to speak of?

Under the same roof, her body slowly grew cold!

Unbelievable? His dream shattered in an instant!

Why was he so foolish to have played him like a fool—

it was only because of the depth of his hatred that he killed her! Whether

he was willing or not, it didn't matter!

"Have you forgotten the wounds she inflicted on me, so numerous and deep..."

Xiao Chong offered the woman a fittingly adapted lament, wondering if Zhang Yu would be furious! He sighed helplessly and struggled to his feet. The wounds were quite severe; any further swaying would mean he'd be buried with this woman. He needed to find a place to heal quickly!

Zhu Xiaoyan was utterly depressed. Ever since breaking up with Xiao Chong, it had been raining incessantly. Was it true that breakups always happened on rainy days? That scoundrel Xiao Chong had soaked her to the bone and then just walked away. Such an irresponsible man was truly rare! She had thought that at least something more would happen between them! But remembering his heartless, never-turning-back figure, her slightly stirred heart returned to ice. This man was a complete scoundrel, the kind who would eat and drink without cleaning up his mess. Why even think about him? It was just asking for trouble. But it was precisely this kind of guy who had given her such an orgasm!

No, no, no more thinking about it! Thinking about it was pointless! Zhu Xiaoyan kept telling herself! She should hurry back and take a shower; it wasn't just one part that was wet, her whole body was soaked!

The place she was currently staying at was Longxing Group's only property in Japan. Longxing Group's property in Japan? How could Xiao Chong not know! Of course he didn't know, because Zhu Xiaoyan had only purchased it on behalf of Longxing Group after arriving in Japan, at Old C's behest.

Hotels didn't make Zhu Xiaoyan feel safe. She hated the lecherous looks men gave her, and she especially disliked the luxurious beds, because anyone could sleep in them. Who knew how many men and women had been on those beds for so long? The thought made her uncomfortable.

This was an inconspicuous, ordinary house, but if you went inside, you'd be astonished.

The house looked dilapidated on the outside, but the interior was surprisingly opulent. It had originally been the secluded home of a wealthy heiress, but she had gone abroad to study and settled there, leaving the house vacant. Ironically, this Japanese heiress had gone to China to study at the Guangdong Provincial Medical College—but that's another story, not relevant to this book!

Zhu Xiaoyan disliked grand hotels, not only because of the lecherous men, but also because they lacked a sense of home. Ordinary houses like this, on the other hand, gave her a feeling of belonging. Perhaps it was because she herself had grown up in such conditions, subconsciously clinging to a peasant mentality, believing that these simple dwellings were the only truly reliable places.

Zhu Xiaoyan returned to the ordinary-looking but richly furnished house. She was taking a shower, and looking at the muddy mess on her lower body and her soaking wet underwear, she couldn't help but think of the bastard who had brought her both pain and pleasure!

Zhu Xiaoyan had a great figure, at least that's what Xiao Chong thought after seeing her.

Xiao Chong deliberately chose an inconspicuous, dilapidated house to break into, thinking that this run-down place, practically a dangerous building, was probably uninhabited. He figured he could hide there for a few days, heal his wounds, and it wouldn't be too bad. But he was shocked when he entered.

The inside and outside were completely different worlds. The interior was incredibly luxurious, almost like a presidential suite in a five-star hotel. In Cantonese, it was like "a cascade of pearls on a straw mat"—the best stuff was inside!

Xiao Chong gave a helpless bitter smile. It seemed he couldn't avoid trouble even if he wanted to. This kind of place wasn't for ordinary people; it was either used by high-ranking officials to keep mistresses or by wealthy people to hide their secrets. And he had just stumbled upon it by accident.

However, since he was already there, he might as well make the best of it! As long as it wasn't Yamada-gumi territory, Xiao Chong didn't care if there were any kept women inside! This was Xiao Chong's consistent principle; he could sleep soundly even on the street! Besides, he had already lost too much blood and didn't have the strength to be picky. He'd just have to make do!

Had anyone told him that this place was his territory? No, if they had, would he be so anxious?

Xiao Chong's head grew heavier and heavier, his dizziness and vertigo made the surrounding scenery appear to overlap. In the moment before he fainted, he seemed to see a naked girl, a pair of familiar breasts, and heard a scream, and then he knew nothing more.

Zhu Xiaoyan had just finished enjoying a hot bath when she stepped out of the bathroom and saw a man covered in blood sitting on her bed. She screamed in fright, her hand trembled, and the towel slipped off her body and fell to the ground, revealing her beautiful body to the man.

By the time she had fully calmed down, the man had completely passed out.

In Chapter Nine of the finale, "Sharing a Room,

" Zhu Xiaoyan had just finished enjoying a hot bath when she stepped out of the bathroom to find a man covered in blood sitting on her bed. She screamed in fright, her hand trembling, and the towel slipped from her body and fell to the floor, revealing her beautiful body to the man.

By the time she had fully calmed down, the man had completely passed out.

When she saw the man's face clearly, her expression instantly became complicated! The man was Xiao Chong, the man who had taken her first time—her orgasm. The despicable man she both hated and felt a complex mix of emotions towards! But why had this self-proclaimed dashing and charming man fallen to such a state? When she met him this morning, he was already in a sorry state, and now, she couldn't think of any good words to describe his wretched state!

Looking at Xiao Chong's pale face, Zhu Xiaoyan wanted to kill him, but this was just a fit of anger. In reality, she disregarded her true feelings and quickly grabbed a first-aid kit, disinfecting, applying medicine, bandaging, and giving him a dose of oral medication! If she didn't do this, the man who had given her her first orgasm would probably be meeting his maker in about an hour! God? He should be Yama, the King of Hell; someone like that doesn't deserve to be an angel!

Zhu Xiaoyan circled the bandages around Xiao Chong's body again and again. "Sigh, did I owe this bastard something in my past life? I'd better save him first."

Women are soft-hearted, and subconsciously, she didn't want him to die; she actually hoped he would live a long life…

The female assassin's body, instantly killed by Xiao Chong's punch, was quickly transported back to the Yamada Group headquarters. Sometimes, besides turning to ashes and becoming fertilizer, the dead tell many secrets.

The Yamada Group's head, Shinoda Kenichi, brought out the Yamada Group's secret weapon: a hidden weapon!

The hidden weapon wasn't a real weapon; it was a person, an assassin who never missed a strike, an assassin known to few, because almost everyone who had seen him was dead! Of course, his boss, Shinoda Kenichi, was still alive.

The hidden weapon was now carefully examining the woman's wounds. "Such domineering power, one punch shattered her internal organs. Strong. This is the kind of opponent I'd deal with. Rest in peace, I will avenge you." Strangely enough, as soon as the hidden weapon finished speaking, the woman's eyes, which had been open, slowly closed, and two tears rolled down her cheeks. Damn… strange…

The hidden weapon was the most mysterious and terrifying monster in the Yamada Group; even his gender was a mystery. Even the young leader, Shinoda Kenichi, couldn't be sure whether the hidden weapon was male or female.

This secret was only known to the dead female assassin, but now that she was dead, no one knew whether he was male or female except by removing his pants!

The female assassin was originally a Chunin of the Koga Clan, while Anki was a Jonin of the Iga Clan. These two ninjas, originally from opposing factions, developed an unusually close relationship for some reason. Anki had long been expelled from the Iga Clan and no longer obeyed anyone. The female assassin forcibly brought Anki to the Yamada Clan, but Anki refused to obey them.

He only helped the Yamada Clan kill, specializing in killing highly skilled individuals. He would proactively attack any expert, regardless of the pay. His greatest pleasure in life was watching opponents with superior martial arts skills die tragically under his blade, like the legendary Chinese swordsman Dugu Qiubai, roaming freely, killing countless people, seeking only one defeat, but ultimately dying in despair after failing to achieve his goal!

About ten years ago, when Anki was still a child, his mindset became extremely twisted as he began to master ninjutsu. He used his newly learned ninjutsu to kill his teacher and several senior disciples. No one knows why he did this, but because of this, he was expelled from the Iga Clan!

In recent years, the number of skilled fighters worthy of Hidden Weapon's attention has dwindled. Hidden Weapon hasn't tasted the thrill of killing in a very long time; the feeling is like a lustful man who hasn't had sex in a long time—starved!

Today, the force of the punch that killed the female assassin ignited Hidden Weapon's boundless killing intent, just as intensely as the female assassin had once aroused his desire!

Standing to the side, Shinoda Kenichi wanted to speak, but hesitated for a moment and remained silent.

"What do you want to say? Do you want me to kill him? Don't worry, I'll do it even without your orders!" Hidden Weapon's cold, sinister voice was like a wandering ghost, sending chills down your spine.

Shinoda Kenichi shook his head and said, "I don't object to you killing him, but before you do, I hope he can give us 4 billion in equity in exchange!"

"..."

Xiao Chong was unconscious for two days and two nights. When he woke up, he was surprised to find Zhu Xiaoyan standing in front of him.

"You dead man, you really can sleep like a dead man! If you don't wake up soon, I'm going to send you to the crematorium!" Zhu Xiaoyan said coldly. To be honest, she hadn't been feeling well these past two days and nights. Xiao Chong's wound had become infected, and he had developed a high fever. He was delirious and talking incoherently, calling out Fei'er, Shanshan, Naimei, Yiyu... so many women's names! She just couldn't understand how this man could be so promiscuous! What angered her the most was that he called out more than a dozen women's names, but none of them were hers!

Zhu Xiaoyan really wanted him to just die, but seeing his feverish face, she was afraid that he wouldn't die from the fever, but instead develop mental retardation. Even if he came back to life, what use would a mentally retarded person be to her? In the end, she could only helplessly do what was best—save him!

This work is exclusively published in text form on 16k.com. Reproduction or excerpting without permission is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit k.! However, despite her expertise in pharmacology, she only had theoretical knowledge of clinical practice. She finally managed to buy tetanus and penicillin injections, but didn't know how to administer them. She could only fumble around trying to give him the injections. Tetanus was relatively simple—a subcutaneous injection—she could just poke it anywhere! But penicillin infusion was a real headache. Xiao Chong's veins on the back of his hand were large, but she just couldn't seem to get the needle in. After dozens of attempts, she finally managed to get the needle in the middle of a vein, but as soon as the IV was released, a large bump immediately swelled up…

Finally, just as Zhu Xiaoyan was about to burst into tears, fate intervened and helped her. She inserted the needle with her eyes closed for the last time. If this injection didn't work, no matter how inappropriate it was, no matter what might happen, she would get him to the hospital! But fate was kind; he couldn't get the needle in with his eyes open, but he managed to get it in with his eyes closed. By now, Xiao Chong had at least a hundred needle marks all over his body. Zhu Xiaoyan's acupuncture genius was truly rare!

"If you're willing to send me there, I have nothing to say! You've saved me again. Just tell me what you want—CEO, CEO, CL, CAO… whatever you ask, I'll definitely make you one! Even if I have to repay you with my body, it's no problem!" Xiao Chong's words infuriated Zhu Xiaoyan. You have no problem, but I do.

"Brother Ouyang, actually, my request is very simple…" Zhu Xiaoyan said gently as she sat down beside Xiao Chong, her mouth close to his ear, continuing, "My request is that you disappear from my sight immediately, and I never want to see you again, you bastard." Zhu Xiaoyan's sudden increase in volume startled Xiao Chong.

"Please, I'm a patient! Are you trying to scare me to death? You're still my subordinate! How can you just stand by and watch your dying boss die? Besides, we were once husband and wife, after all. You know, even a night of passion can lead to a hundred days of kindness. Look at me, I'm badly injured and can't even walk. Can you make me some porridge first? I'm a little hungry." Xiao Chong said weakly, his pitiful appearance really evoked her sympathy!

Zhu Xiaoyan was speechless. She seemed cold and aloof on the outside, but she always softened at crucial moments!

An hour later, she watched helplessly as Xiao Chong finished the millet porridge she had cooked, ate all her snacks, drank all her wine, washed his face and wiped his nose with her fragrant towel, and slept on her comfortable, soft bed. This made her extremely regretful of rescuing him. If she had known he would wake up like this, she should have let him remain asleep forever!

Actually, Xiao Chong wasn't even half full! Japanese food looks good and tastes good, but it doesn't fill you up! Seeing her pale face and fearing she might lose control and lash out, giving his fragile abdominal wound a gentle massage, he was truly heartbroken and had no tears left to shed. He held back, out of concern. After

regaining consciousness, Xiao Chong was very weak and temporarily unable to move on his own, so he couldn't leave. Zhu Xiaoyan not only had to endure sharing a room with the same man, but also had to serve him regardless of her wishes. Old C knew that after Xiao Chong's injury, her mission in Japan had increased—besides attending seminars, it was to take care of Xiao Chong.

In the final chapter, Chapter Ten,

Zhu Xiaoyan always appeared cold, taciturn, and stiff, rarely considering Xiao Chong's feelings. But Xiao Chong felt happy because he knew that beneath this icy beauty's mask lay a passionate heart. Didn't you see the high-pitched, melodious, and exciting sound she made during her climax?

This was a woman who took time to warm up; her aloof demeanor was merely a facade. Xiao Chong decided to use his fiery tenderness to gradually soften her, even if she was an iceberg, he would melt her heart.

To Xiao Chong's surprise, besides being quite knowledgeable about drug analysis, Zhu Xiaoyan's cooking skills were as beautiful as she was. After several hearty meals of her home-cooked dishes, Xiao Chong found himself deeply in love with her cooking, completely captivated. He felt uneasy if he didn't eat for a day—but who wouldn't feel good if they didn't eat? What

surprised Xiao Chong even more was that although Zhu Xiaoyan seemed indifferent to him, she didn't neglect him or let him go hungry; on the contrary, she took excellent care of him, fulfilling almost all his objective needs, except for his subjective desires. (What are subjective needs? Like wanting to kiss, wanting to have sex, etc.!) Changing dressings, bathing—she did it more professionally than a female special nurse, making Xiao Chong's little brother involuntarily erect every time. He didn't know why, but his desire was particularly strong when facing this woman.

然而每每这个时候，朱晓雁总是面容冷酷的对小冲的生理反应，视若无睹。但过后却会进入洗手间更换已经湿掉的内裤。

在长久的欲望抑制下，在长久与一个冷艳美人朝夕相对中，小冲对她已经产生了深深的感情。这一天，他终于控制不住向她表白。

“阿，我的美人，我的小雁雁，你知道吗？我是，真的真的真的很爱你……”

“省省吧！”朱晓雁未等他说完，便冷冷的拒绝了他。

“可是你为什么对我这么好呢？这些日子来，你对我无微不至的关怀，已经深深的感动了我，我好想和你谈一场世纪恋爱，你知道我们虽然没有感情作基础，但我们有一场很刺激很另类很完美的性爱作铺垫，那天你在车上的表现……”

“你丫是不是欠揍？”朱晓雁见他动不动就命她的糗态来说事，妨不住恼羞成怒的道。 "I'm taking care of you because the CEO of Longxing asked me to, and I charge for being your caregiver! Don't flatter yourself! Besides, that day in the car... any normal woman would have a physical reaction!"

"That's good, my reaction was very strong too! That proves we're attracted to each other, what people call 'chemistry.' If there wasn't any feeling, I believe we wouldn't have sparked such a strong connection..."

"You. Shut up!" Zhu Xiaoyan really didn't want to have a deep discussion on this issue.

"Will you be my girlfriend? I'll treat you very well!" Xiao Chong still said to her affectionately!

"Are you out of your mind? Or are you still dreaming? A womanizer like you, a heartbreaker, you can forget about being my girlfriend in your next life." Zhu Xiaoyan ruthlessly refused to share a lump of cow dung with a dozen flowers, even though this lump of cow dung was nutritious.

"My goodness, what's wrong with me? I may have a slightly larger appetite and a few scars on my face, but that doesn't detract from my handsome and dashing image. And you can't deny that I'm a very considerate and sensible person. Whether you're taking me to visit friends or relatives, I won't embarrass you! And that day in the car… you know, although I'm a little rough, I'm very persistent. Besides, I can cook. And my cooking is quite delicious, although they all threw up afterward! My medical skills are also quite good; I'm a CVO, and I have a lot of money in the bank. A man like me—sensible, with a taste for food, talented, wealthy, presentable in public, a good cook, and a charming wife—who else would you choose?"

After hearing Xiao Chong's words, Zhu Xiaoyan looked at him as if she were seeing a nagging old woman selling melons. She was baffled; how could someone be so shameless as to utter such a blatant and idiotic confession? Had he used this method to win over all his other women?

What angered Zhu Xiaoyan most was that she actually felt a little excited in the face of such a confession, which made her feel extremely ashamed.

Watching Zhu Xiaoyan storm into the bedroom, Xiao Chong's eyes were still full of affection as he murmured, "So perfect! Even when you're angry, you're so cute, so unique. I'm truly conquered! Oh my god, my goddess, when will you grace me with your favor!"

Xiao Chong now really hoped that his injury would heal slowly, slowly, and even more slowly! The days he and she had spent together these past few days would be enough for him to reminisce about for hours when he was old!

However, his recovery ability was better than anyone else's; his regenerative capacity was comparable to that of a single-nucleus cell dividing. So, not long after, he was able to get out of bed and move around—doing housework. Zhu Xiaoyan said this would help his body recover and was good for his mental and physical health, saving him from staring at her with those eyes that could seduce several bulls all day long.

Right now, Xiao Chong was mopping the floor, while Zhu Xiaoyan was working on her paper for a conference, sitting there silently for hours on end, like an iceberg sculpture, showing signs of being petrified. But that wasn't important. The key thing was that after she started writing, she treated Xiao Chong like he was invisible, making him feel like he'd been banished to the cold palace, lost favor, and been neglected!

Right now, Xiao Chong was mopping back and forth under her feet, until the floor beneath her feet was so shiny it could be used as a mirror. Each time, she would very consciously lift her foot, but she wouldn't even glance at Xiao Chong. This made Xiao Chong quite depressed. He considered himself one of the top figures in the world, always the object of many women's affections; when had he ever suffered such humiliation! However, while others prioritize good looks, he prioritizes being a clown, but that's a virtue, isn't it?

Xiao Chong finally finished mopping the floor, but he was too afraid to mop any longer; otherwise, the mop would break, and the floor would peel and the paint would flake off. So he changed his approach and started wiping the table, specifically the one Zhu Xiaoyan had written on! Zhu Xiaoyan was very patient, always cooperatively picking up her notebook, but she still wouldn't look at Xiao Chong, making him feel bored and like a clown.

Feeling incredibly bored, he watched the equally boring TV, all Japanese movies—movies made by the Japanese. He frantically flipped through channels, finally landing on a South Korean channel with singing and dancing. Xiao Chong turned back and stared intently at Zhu Xiaoyan, his hand constantly pressing the volume button, blasting the speakers at maximum—let's see if she'll stay that way this time!

Zhu Xiaoyan only furrowed her brows slightly, but soon relaxed, her pen flying across the paper with even more vigor, while her slender body swayed gracefully to the music, looking utterly blissful. "

Is this even possible?" Xiao Chong was completely defeated, resignedly lying on the sofa to watch TV. The South Korean pop song was quite good, with a strong and powerful rhythm, and the female singer had a stunning figure, especially her large breasts, which bounced with her movements—quite a sight to behold! Just as he was thoroughly enjoying the show, the room went dark. The power

was out! Great! Xiao Chong could once again fully enjoy the exciting program of teasing the ice queen. Just as he was about to grope his way to scare Zhu Xiaoyan and take advantage of her, a beam of light shone in Zhu Xiaoyan's hand, and then the pen that had seemingly turned the ordinary into the extraordinary started spinning again. This woman was actually writing with a flashlight!

Xiao Chong was utterly frustrated. Was the manuscript for the seminar really that urgent? You're not someone who spends their entire life toiling day and night just to make ends meet! Can't you even talk to him for a bit? Looking out the window, he saw other houses brightly lit, and his heart skipped a beat. A circuit breaker tripped? That's possible, but unlikely! Sabotage? Unlikely, but highly probable! If it really was sabotage, then the enemy had reappeared.

The two remained silent, one intently sensing every movement within a few miles, the other obliviously writing his manuscript.

Xiao Chong listened for a while but didn't discover anything significant, only noticing that most of the nearby residents were already in bed, making love quite vigorously. So Xiao Chong snatched the flashlight from Zhu Xiaoyan's hand, found the meter switch, and turned it on. Sure enough, the breaker had tripped. He breathed a sigh of relief; he'd been a bit too paranoid, always suspicious.

The room was bright again, but Zhu Xiaoyan's thoughts were interrupted by the brief darkness. She was indeed a bit tired after writing all day. After warning Xiao Chong not to peep at her while she showered a third time, she grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom. As

Xiao Chong watched that beautiful backside disappear through the bathroom door, a surge of desire welled up inside him. Although he had seen her naked body more than once, his voyeuristic urges were still very strong at this moment. However, he ultimately overcame his lust with reason, which was quite remarkable and commendable for him! (Chapter 11, Bloodstained Romance, Finale) Zhu Xiaoyan went into the bathroom, took off her clothes, and glanced at herself in the mirror. Her beautiful and alluring figure made even herself blush. She didn't understand why she had been persisting, tormenting herself and him. Every night, the two of them, lying only a wall apart, tossed and turned, unable to sleep due to their burning desire! In fact, after spending so much time together, she had already developed feelings for Xiao Chong. If he could be more serious, if he could be more affectionate, if he didn't constantly use such vulgar words as "sex," perhaps she would have already thrown herself into his arms. But every time she saw that ambiguous smile on his face, she felt as if her thoughts had been laid bare, as if she had been humiliated. Ultimately, she couldn't let go of her womanly pride and be honest with him. Sigh—Zhu Xiaoyan sighed helplessly, turned on the water heater, and let the warm water wash over her body. The shower felt good, but it couldn't compare to the excitement of their passionate encounter in the car. The hot water washed away her fatigue, but it couldn't satisfy her empty heart and body. At this moment, she could only console herself with the pleasure of the shower. Just as she was relaxing and enjoying herself, the power went out again. The warm water instantly turned ice-cold! Startled, Zhu Xiaoyan couldn't help but scream. Hearing the piercing scream, Xiao Chong rushed in without thinking, pulling her into his arms. While remaining vigilant, he reassured her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here!" The bathroom was pitch black, yet one could still see their own hand in front of them. The bright moonlight outside mirrored Xiao Chong's pale face. The scream had terrified him; even against a formidable opponent, he had never felt such terror! At that moment, Xiao Chong realized something: he had truly fallen deeply in love with this woman, as cold as Liu Ruyan's mother. In Japan, in such a crisis, love was clearly a luxury! Startled, Zhu Xiaoyan took a while to calm down. She then realized her naked body was nestled in Xiao Chong's arms. She felt shy but not angry, for she found herself completely safe in his embrace. If Xiao Chong had said a few affectionate words or given her a forceful kiss, she probably wouldn't have been able to resist. However, this guy just kept lecherously staring at her body, and his hands on her waist, whether intentionally or unintentionally, were gently kneading her. Zhu Xiaoyan was angry. This guy, who knew nothing of romance or tenderness, was purely an animal driven by his lower body. He didn't love her; if he did, he only loved her body. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but angrily say, "Look, look, haven't you looked enough?"

Xiao Chong turned away, no longer looking at her. A faint fragrance filled the bathroom, like the scent of bath gel, but Xiao Chong preferred to believe it was Zhu Xiaoyan's natural body odor, which intoxicated him. Her skin was beautiful, smooth and fair, and her figure was excellent, full but not exaggerated. Especially her hairless, jade-like lower body, which stirred within Xiao Chong an irresistible urge.

Zhu Xiaoyan hurriedly dressed, resenting this man. He was so rude when he shouldn't have been, and now, when he should have been, he was limp! "I've already laid bare myself before you, are you waiting for me to call you?"

As she dressed, guided by a woman's intuition, she felt as if someone was watching her from outside the bathroom window, but she couldn't find anyone when she looked up several times. This made her think it was just her imagination, but it also gave her a chilling feeling. Could it be a ghost? Thinking this, goosebumps rose all over her body.

Why was the power out again? Had the switch tripped again? With such an unstable power supply, it seemed the Japanese power company was completely incompetent.

But Xiao Chong was too lazy to investigate what they were doing, as he was still intoxicated by the faint fragrance, listening to the woman rustling as she dressed while fantasizing about her alluring appearance. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable, and his lower body was already rock hard! A powerful urge surged through his body, and his whole body heated up. This feeling was familiar, just like when he had drunk the chicken soup laced with aphrodisiacs by He Yu years ago.

Was the fragrance poisonous? Xiao Chong was just wondering when Zhu Xiaoyan's actions confirmed his suspicions. She suddenly turned around, wrapped her arms tightly around him, and her usually cold gaze was now as gentle as water, yet burning with intensity. He desperately hoped this was her true intention, but Xiao Chong knew perfectly well that it was just the fragrance at work.

Her movements and eyes revealed her desire. Xiao Chong wasn't exactly a gentleman, but his injuries hadn't fully healed. Seeing her current frenzied lust, he knew that a gentle sexual encounter was impossible; once in bed, this woman would go wild.

Xiao Chong felt like crying. This person who used the sleeping potion was utterly despicable. Knowing he was injured, they still made him do this kind of strenuous work; they might as well just kill him.

He now had two choices. The first was to sober Zhu Xiaoyan up. Based on his years of clinical experience, he didn't need any drugs; just throwing her into a cold water bath would clear her head. And the bathtub happened to be full of cold water! Why was there a tub of cold water? Who knew? Maybe it was for washing clothes!

The second choice was to endure the pain and try to have sex with Zhu Xiaoyan as gently as possible to release his pent-up lust, because he was already burning with desire himself. But once in bed, it wasn't a matter of taking it easy. The wound on his abdomen, not fully healed, could reopen at any moment, threatening his life.

It was a painful choice, but Xiao Chong resolutely chose the latter, because his little brother was no longer under his brain's control! (

This work is exclusively published in text form on 16k.com. Unauthorized reproduction or excerpting is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit k.) Actually, he had a third option: to take a cold shower together with Zhu Xiaoyan. This would avoid the pleasure and pain of intercourse and conserve his energy for dealing with the hidden hand! But blinded by lust, Xiao Chong couldn't think of that. His mind was completely controlled by his lower body!

Xiao Chong knew the intention of the person lurking in the shadows; he simply wanted to enjoy a free sexual encounter, then, when his wound reopened or during a climax, suddenly kill him! But, to die under the peony flower, even as a ghost, is still romantic! Death is inevitable for everyone; some deaths are as light as a feather, others as heavy as Mount Tai. And for a man, dying from deflowering is far heavier than Mount Tai!

Xiao Chong carried Zhu Xiaoyan to the bed, undressing as they went, and soon the two were rolling around naked on the bed. Xiao Chong had already given up hope! The enemy was cunning, treacherous, and formidable. He still didn't know where the enemy was, or even sensed their killing intent. Xiao Chong knew that a true master had arrived, a master even more skilled than the female assassin! Because only a true master could conceal their presence while also suppressing their murderous aura!

Now, Xiao Chong's only hope was that the assassin would deliver a cold knife to him only when he and Zhu Xiaoyan had both reached climax. Even if he died then, he would be satisfied. If he was killed halfway through, he would haunt the person even as a ghost.

Once in bed, there was no time for foreplay, and their bodies needed no further preparation. The woman was wet, the man was hard; all they needed to do was get into position, enter, and thrust—that was the solution! The woman's lower body resembled a white steamed bun, completely devoid of pubic hair. The bright red color below, like blood, was striking and glaring. A bloodbath caused by a steamed bun? Such words flashed through Xiao Chong's mind! At crucial moments, he always had many strange and unusual thoughts. Perhaps only Xiao Chong in this world would have such unconventional ideas!

When Xiao Chong's hard member pierced Zhu Xiaoyan's membrane, causing her to bleed slightly, Xiao Chong also bled, but much worse—he suffered a massive hemorrhage! The wound in his abdomen reopened due to the exertion, and blood flowed down his lower abdomen, reaching the area where the two were tightly joined. A bloody battle, thick with the stench of blood, began, unprecedentedly fierce!

Beneath the woman's cold exterior lay a fiery heart. At this moment, under the influence of the drug, she was reacting purely instinctively, her soft moans and piercing groans causing even the man hidden in the shadows to tremble. Perhaps it was because of the woman's passionate performance that he hesitated to make his move!

Xiao Chong couldn't care less about anything else at this point; he was simply intoxicated by the repeated thrusts of pleasure. The woman's body was very tight, probably because she usually wore high heels. People often say that women who wear high heels have strong libidos and firm perineal muscles, and that office ladies are the best wives! Didn't you see Xiao Chong's expression of ecstasy, unable to stop?

The union of spirit and desire is always so perfect; whether it's pain or pleasure, it's a blissful process. Blood stained the sheets, a large portion of it his. The two of them had been frantically going at it for nearly an hour, finally lying satisfied in a pool of blood!

The final chapter, Chapter Twelve: The Killer's Pleasure .

A naked man and woman, a blood-stained scene—it could be considered a tragically beautiful lovemaking encounter!

Exhausted, Xiao Chong felt his blood draining away; the more intense the movements, the more he bled. And Zhu Xiaoyan was incredibly clingy; his head was starting to spin again, while Zhu Xiaoyan had fallen into a deep sleep. Xiao Chong wanted to sleep with her, but he dared not, because he knew the person lurking in the shadows was about to appear.

Sure enough, a cold snort came from the darkness! The performance just now was truly spectacular. He hadn't expected a man to be able to complete this sexual act in eight different positions under these circumstances. It had really broadened his horizons a bit, so how could he bear to interrupt? However, now that the performance was over, it was his turn to appear.

"Who are you? Come out! I've given you what you wanted to see!" Xiao Chong barely managed to sit up halfway and spoke to the empty darkness.

As if by ghostly speed, a figure suddenly appeared in the darkness, instantly appearing before Xiao Chong! This person was the legendary Hidden Weapon.

"You're quite the lecherous devil. Knowing I'm going to kill you, you'd rather die than not take advantage of women first. I admire you, I admire you," Hidden Weapon said with a strange laugh.

Xiao Chong looked at the person in front of him. He was dressed in a standard ninja outfit, a black bodysuit, and carried a Japanese longsword. He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and his voice sounded like Zhou Bichang's and Li Yuchun's, but not like Andy Lau's. It was impossible to tell if he was a man or a woman! It's estimated that most of them are transvestites, and they all exude a fishy smell, a smell that ordinary people cannot possess. This fishy smell is the smell of blood that only extremely ruthless, bloodthirsty Eiko-te possesses.

"Who are you? With your skills, killing me would be a piece of cake. Why go through all this trouble? Even if I weren't injured, I still wouldn't be your match." Xiao Chong understood the strength of the person before him. Just the fact that this person could hide silently beside him without being detected by his aura told him that this person's martial arts were definitely no less than his own! Now, Xiao Chong's only regret was not bringing Lin Daiyu with him. Otherwise, this ninja would have treated her like a puppeteer!

"That's right, but I'm a ninja, not a samurai. My purpose is to kill, not to fight. I will never give my opponent any chance to harm me. You can call me shameless, but ninjas are meant to live in the shadows. In your current state, you can choose to commit suicide. But the prerequisite is that you must sign this contract, and I will consider giving you a complete corpse!" The hidden weapon expert threw out a contract as he spoke!

"Haha, so you're a lackey of the Yamada group! Bah! Suicide, that's a habit of you Japanese! If you want my life, you'd better show some skill. I just hope you won't hurt her; I don't know her well. You saw it yourself, I only wanted to sleep with her!" Xiao Chong glanced at the sleeping Zhu Xiaoyan, stood up, and continued, "Let's go to the backyard! Don't wake her; I don't want her to see my corpse the moment she opens her eyes." With that, he readily picked up a pen and scribbled his signature on the contract!

Anqi picked up the contract and looked at it, quite satisfied with Xiao Chong's cooperative attitude, which improved his mood. He even teased Xiao Chong with interest, "Eh? Just leaving like that? Aren't you going to say goodbye to her, tell her how much you love her before you leave?" Clearly, Anqi saw through Xiao Chong's thoughts at a glance!

"What's the point of telling her? She could never love me. I bet she'll hate me the moment she opens her eyes. I'm satisfied to have sex with the one I love before I die! Even though she hates the word 'sex'! Let's go!" Xiao Chong's words were contradictory, but that didn't matter anymore, because Anqi had seen through him. Besides, he knew that Anqi's target was him, not Zhu Xiaoyan. He only hoped that after he died, Anqi wouldn't suddenly decide to humiliate her!

As Xiao Chong and Anqi walked out, two lines of tears streamed down Zhu Xiaoyan's tightly closed eyes. Actually, she had already woken up, but after such a shameful thing happened, she had just become a woman from a young girl and didn't have the courage to face it, so she chose to run away!

Her mind was as chaotic as a bowl of Taiqi Eight Treasure Porridge (domestic), you couldn't even tell what was inside when you opened the lid! She really didn't know what to do.

During her time with Xiao Chong, she felt peaceful and relaxed, without pressure or burden. They occasionally bickered, and he often teased her. Although she never responded, she didn't mind his verbal advances unless she felt guilty, and besides, she felt a little excited.

Frankly, Xiao Chong wasn't her ideal man. As a husband, he couldn't provide any sense of security, but with so many women, could she have a legitimate relationship? As a mistress, it wasn't impossible, but she didn't want to be used and become a used woman before marrying another man! Her body and soul could only be given to one man in this lifetime, although she knew it was practically impossible in this treacherous society, but it was her ideal! A person should have some aspirations, shouldn't they?

When she woke up just now, she found that the rice was already cooking, not fully cooked, but already in the pot! Her first reaction wasn't anger, but a feeling of relief, so she went along with it and helped cook the rice! She didn't know why she did that. Perhaps she owed him something in her past life!

Thinking this, Zhu Xiaoyan couldn't help but worry about Xiao Chong again. His injuries hadn't healed yet; could he possibly defeat that black-clad man, whose body reeked of blood even more intensely than the bed?

Just then, Xiao Chong's scream rang out, a piercing scream that made Zhu Xiaoyan's heart clench. She couldn't care less about anything else now; she opened the bedside table, grabbed two items, draped a sheet over herself, and rushed out! Actually… she really wanted to wear some clothes, but she didn't know where they were.

The mysterious, almost eerie, hidden weapon intrigued Xiao Chong. Perhaps everyone thinks of many things on their deathbed, and he was no exception. Xiao Chong thought of a night like this, of how cruelly he had killed Long Ma's family. Perhaps a dying man's words are kind. He suddenly felt a deep regret for joining the underworld, a deep regret for being a bad person, but what was the use of thinking about these things now?

"Before you die, could you grant me one request?" Xiao Chong's words startled Anqi. Clearly, in Japan, making demands before death wasn't common practice, nor was it considered wasteful to have a large meal.

"Speak," Anqi didn't want to kill Xiao Chong immediately. For him, a quick death wasn't his style; he preferred to torture people to death slowly!

"I don't ask for anything else, I just want you to take off your hood so I can see you. I'm curious whether you're a man or a woman." Xiao Chong's words made Anqi's eyes gleam. He hated anyone seeing his face; even female assassins hadn't seen it!

"You shouldn't make such a request. You're a dying man; you have no right to ask me anything. Anyone who wants to see my face only has one path: death! Originally, I wanted to play with you a little longer! But now, I've changed my mind!" Anqi's cold tone was filled with anger! What a twisted person! Such a simple sentence had enraged him? Xiao Chong smacked his lips, feeling very uncomfortable.

Xiao Chong knew he absolutely lacked the strength to kill with the hidden weapon. Even if he found the weapon's physical form, it had changed positions at least a hundred times during their conversation! Xiao Chong wanted to tell it, "Aren't you tired of spinning around? If you're tired, stop! You're making me dizzy!"

However, Xiao Chong didn't say it aloud. Even if the weapon's physical form stood right in front of him, he wasn't confident he could hit it. Although he had many magical weapons—bone-breaking, joint-breaking, hypnotic… none of these were useful at this moment. The difference in strength couldn't be bridged by luck or skill. Last time, he was able to instantly kill the female assassin, which was largely due to luck and experience. But this time, facing the hidden weapon, he couldn't surpass it in terms of personal strength, skill, or experience.

The most terrifying thing was the speed of the hidden weapon—it was incredibly fast. Xiao Chong couldn't even see how its figure moved. When others moved, he could see their shoulders tremble, but this weapon was more ghostly than a phantom. He seriously doubted whether this monster could even be considered human.

As a ninja standing at the pinnacle of ninja way, Anqi wasn't in a hurry to kill Xiao Chong. Killing was an art to him!

He always believed that killing someone with artistry was a difficult thing! Just like an artist creating a successful work of art, it required painstaking effort and inspiration. This twisted theory had once subjected a ninja who wanted to kill Anqi to seven days and seven nights of being slowly sliced to death. On the eighth day, this ninja's only wish was to die immediately, and in the end, he got his wish, but only by exchanging his sect's ninja secret manual for a quick death! Otherwise, he didn't know how much longer he would have endured this torture. In

the final chapter, Chapter Thirteen, "The Art of Slaughter,"

Anqi was considering what kind of look to give Xiao Chong. Too ordinary, it seemed unworthy of his status, while more unconventional styles, he had already tried many, most of which were failures. Weight loss? There wasn't much fat to lose on this man's body; cutting off pieces of flesh one by one would be a waste, as he had a very standard physique! Dismantling his bones would turn him into a ball of cotton, and he hated cotton balls, so he was in a dilemma… The only solution was tattooing, using his own knife to write the feelings of tonight's slaughter on his body.

This was a somewhat difficult challenge, because his elementary school essays weren't very good, but he loved challenges, and facing difficulties head-on was his hobby!

Xiao Chong didn't attack first, but instead pressed his back tightly against the wall, thus reducing the exposed opening!

Xiao Chong has always been intelligent, no one can deny that. Years of combat experience have taught him the most effective way to protect himself in dangerous situations. Pressing his back against the wall ensures that any hidden weapon can only attack from the front. Since he can't catch his opponent, he should minimize exposing his back. This reduces the chance of striking the enemy, but also reduces his own chance of injury. However, there's a weakness: when there's no way to avoid it, he can't retreat and can only take the blow—something Xiao Chong hadn't considered.

Unfortunately, Xiao Chong encountered a hidden weapon, a Jonin whose true strength had reached the level of a Ninjutsu Master. Using the amazing Fusang Ninjutsu of Earth Ninja, Wind Ninja, and Transformation Technique, before Xiao Chong even saw the hidden weapon, his already naked body was covered in bloody writing from the hidden weapon's Fusang longsword: "I came to kill tonight. Before killing, I watched an A-story..." The hidden weapon's writing was rather poor; it didn't even describe the scene or atmosphere! What's more, the character for "film" in "porn" was misspelled! There was an "X" above it, and the character for "film" was changed next to it! This left Xiao Chong speechless, not only that, but the intense pain also made him scream in agony.

"Xiao Chong!" Zhu Xiaoyan was terrified by Xiao Chong's current appearance; he was covered in blood, like a blood-soaked figure.

"Are you even human? How can you be so perverted? Your writing is so bad, yet you dare to come out and embarrass yourself? Go back to elementary school!" This was the first time Zhu Xiaoyan had used such profanity, and she found it surprisingly smooth and satisfying! But her words made Anqi roll his eyes. Although Anqi didn't want to kill anyone more, this person had disturbed his writing. He didn't have her good temper to tolerate being interrupted, not even for a moment. So he decided to deal with this woman first before continuing to write!

The assassin, wielding a long, Japanese-style sword, approached Zhu Xiaoyan step by step. Xiao Chong's heart clenched. He couldn't let this bastard kill his woman. He mustered his remaining strength, barely managing to stand, and staggered towards the assassin. He knew this perverted killer didn't want to kill him quickly, but rather to torture him to death bit by bit. So, given time, he believed he still had a chance. He wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. In his dictionary, there was no such word as "defeat." Even if he were to die, he would take his opponent down with him.

"You're a complete coward! What kind of skill is it to lay a hand on a woman? If you've got the guts, take off your clothes, and I'll shove your ass in half with my dick!" Xiao Chong blocked the assassin's path, using the most vulgar language to try and stop him from killing Zhu Xiaoyan!

This work is exclusively published in text form on 16k.com. Unauthorized reproduction or excerpting is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit k.! Sure enough, the assassin was enraged! A gentle breeze swept by, and the hidden weapon vanished again, disappearing into the insignificant wind. What would he write on his body this time? Xiao Chong felt a surge of fear, but he still couldn't believe the other man would kill him with a single blow. This person seemed to have a perverse bloodlust, determined to watch him bleed to death, inflicting unbearable agony before ending his life.

Zhu Xiaoyan trembled with fear; she had never seen such bizarre skill. It was less like kung fu and more like an evil art. The hidden weapon's movements were too fast, too fast to be seen with the naked eye.

Before Xiao Chong could even react, the hidden weapon's longsword had already left several bloody marks on his body from different angles: "Adult films are exciting, I was really engrossed..."

Xiao Chong endured the excruciating pain, gritting his teeth and throwing punches repeatedly, but he only hit air. He was truly being driven mad by the torture!

"Go ahead and scream! Why don't you scream? Like you were with that woman just now. You scream when it feels good, but you don't scream when it hurts? Scream, I like to hear it! Scream out if it hurts, don't hold it in, it's bad for your health. If you beg me, I might consider giving you a quick death." The cruel voice of the hidden weapon came from all directions! This pervert had no humanity whatsoever, a complete bloodthirsty maniac, a beast. Xiao Chong had seen many such people, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a beast in human clothing!

"**You dead pervert, I'll fuck all the women in your family, you neither-male-nor-female-nor-human-nor-beast, you hermaphrodite, transvestite, Zhou Bichang, Li Yuchun, Sister Furong! (Are these insults?) Is your dick impotent? If it is, go get a sex change operation! Is it because you don't have balls that you like people begging you so much? Come on, I'm waiting for you!" Xiao Chong rarely cursed, but that didn't mean he couldn't. The saying goes, "Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run." Xiao Chong, despite his good upbringing, has become quite adept at cursing after years of taming so many aggressive women.

Xiao Chong's words struck a chord with Anqi. He truly hadn't expected that his impulsive insults would be so accurate; Anqi was indeed a hermaphrodite!

What is a hermaphrodite? A hermaphrodite isn't a transvestite. Transvestites are usually acquired! They have two large breasts and a small penis! Or perhaps everything is masculine, but the genitals are feminine!

Anqi was born a hybrid of male and female, possessing both male and female reproductive organs, but he truly lacked testicles. The space between his two testicles was occupied by female reproductive organs, and his penis was shockingly short—a congenital reproductive organ deformity! But whether he was male or female required an ultrasound to determine if he had a uterus and ovaries, or a prostate, the hallmarks of a man? Intersex individuals are generally classified in this way. From a purely medical perspective, even if their personality leans towards masculinity, if they have a uterus, they are still undeniably a woman! But what if they possess both male and female reproductive organs? This becomes a more complex issue, requiring expert consultation.

This is also why Anqi is so perverse. From birth, after being confirmed as intersex, he was abandoned by his family, subjected to bullying and humiliation, and grew up in an unbearable environment. His mind was severely warped, and he harbored a hatred for society! Fortunately, he is Japanese; if he were in China, it would be incredibly discordant!

The reason the female assassin and Anqi had such a close relationship is largely because the female assassin is bisexual, which conveniently satisfied Anqi's perverse desires—enjoying being loved while simultaneously giving. Now that the female assassin is dead, Anqi is even more lonely, and his cruelty has intensified. All of this can only be blamed on one person: Xiao Chong.

But can Xiao Chong be blamed? Faced with a female assassin, it was either death or killing her; Xiao Chong had no choice.

"Fine, I'll give you a quick death!" The figure of the hidden weapon stopped in front of Xiao Chong, rage blazing in his eyes, his teeth grinding together. Xiao Chong's words had thoroughly enraged him. He no longer cared about being a work of art; he only wanted to kill this man who had touched a nerve, and he didn't want him to live a single moment longer! The Fusang longsword conjured an arc, its unparalleled sharpness piercing towards Xiao Chong…

Xiao Chong watched helplessly as the blade hurtled towards his forehead. He closed his eyes in despair; even if he had invisible wings, he couldn't escape this attack. This wasn't a move a human could dodge; it was a move from hell, absolutely soul-snatching and deadly…

“Fuck you, stop!” At the crucial moment, Zhu Xiaoyan cursed, her hand trembling as she gripped a Black Star pistol. She had found it in a hidden compartment under the floor when she took over the house. Shocked, she quickly found a place to hide it, intending to throw it away like trash in a few days. But unexpectedly, it came in handy now. But it seemed she had just pulled something else out of the box!

The hidden weapon stopped its attack, giving her a strange, disdainful sneer: “A worthless gun, what can it do to me?” Before he could finish speaking, a breeze swept by, and the Wind Ninja vanished again!

The final chapter, chapter fourteen: My lover is getting married, but the groom isn't me.

Xiao Chong watched helplessly as the blade pierced towards his forehead. He closed his eyes in despair; even if he had invisible wings, he couldn't escape this attack. This wasn't a move a human could dodge; it was a move from hell, absolutely soul-snatching and deadly…

“Fuck you, stop!” At the most crucial moment, Zhu Xiaoyan cursed, her hand trembling as she gripped a Black Star pistol. She had found it in a hidden compartment under the floor when she took over the house. Shocked, she quickly found a place to hide it, intending to throw it away like trash in a few days. But unexpectedly, it came in handy now. But it seemed she had just pulled something else out of the box!

The weapon-wielding man stopped his blade, giving her a strange, disdainful sneer: “A piece of junk, what can it do to me?” Before he could finish speaking, a breeze swept by, and the Wind Ninja vanished again!

Zhu Xiaoyan couldn't shoot; she could only take bullets—Xiao Chong's bullets! Her hand gripping the gun trembled, but after the hidden weapon disappeared, she dared not remain in her original spot. Though frightened, she wasn't stupid! She knew the hidden weapon would reappear either in front of her or behind her, and when it did, the long Japanese sword in his hand would surely have pierced her chest. Therefore, she had to run, run towards Xiao Chong!

The hidden weapon, concealed in the wind, looked at the clumsy woman and thought, "Such tender, white, and smooth skin! Such perfect skin, if tattooed and peeled off, would surely be a rare work of art. If I kill her with one blow, this artifact of magic won't be perfect. If I knock her unconscious and take her back to dissect her slowly, I'll probably get a complete and beautiful human skin!" Having made up his mind, he slowly drifted towards her from behind.

Sometimes, being too arrogant, too smug, or too perverse is no good; not only will others curse you, but you'll also face insurmountable obstacles!

Just as the hidden weapon was about to reach Zhu Xiaoyan's back, and a sinister hand reached out to knock her unconscious, something unexpected happened. Zhu Xiaoyan shrugged, and something in her hand scattered everywhere. It was a powder compact. When she came out, she had taken this powder compact from the drawer along with the gun. It was a glow-in-the-dark powder compact, which she only applied a small amount to her face when she occasionally went out to dance in the nightclub. In the dark nightclub, her face would glow eerily, yet quite alluring, further accentuating her cold and glamorous aura.

It can be said that Zhu Xiaoyan was an absolutely intelligent woman, as evidenced by her quick wit the moment she was stopped by the traffic police! She realized that this killer was a ninja, dressed in all black, capable of concealing his figure with a flicker of the wind. But if she sprinkled these fluorescent powders on him, would he still be so elusive?

Zhu Xiaoyan was now certain that the ninja in front of her was the one who had been spying on her while she showered outside the window, releasing a sleeping potion on her, and lewdly watching her and Xiao Chong make love! She hated such a shameless person, and of course, she wanted to save Xiao Chong even more! In the most urgent moments, a person's potential for wisdom is most easily unleashed.

When she threw the powder box, she didn't know the hidden weapon was behind her; she only wanted the fluorescent powder to scatter everywhere. As long as even a little bit of it touched the hidden weapon, it would have nowhere to hide!

The hidden weapon was a little surprised to see something suddenly thrown from her hand, but it still reacted quickly and retreated repeatedly. Although the fluorescent powder box didn't hit the hidden weapon, most of the fluorescent powder that poured out of the box stuck to the hidden weapon. In the dim moonlight, the hidden weapon shimmered all over, looking less like an angel and more like a clown performing on a stage.

The hidden weapon technique was highly skilled, but ninjutsu was originally a native Japanese martial art, perfectly suited to the Japanese nature—petty theft, assassination, backstabbing, and the like—a martial art hidden in the shadows. This kind of skill couldn't be seen in the light; those who practiced ninjutsu were adept at killing from the shadows, but they didn't know how to fight openly. Their specialty was assassination, striking from behind. Now he had nowhere to hide and was momentarily stunned. The next moment, he didn't know whether to flee or assassinate.

At that moment, Zhu Xiaoyan began pulling the trigger.

The gunshots, "Bang bang bang...", shattered the darkness and also startled the somewhat bewildered hidden weapons.

This work is exclusively published in text form on 16k.com. Unauthorized reproduction or excerpting is prohibited. For more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit...k.! Zhu Xiaoyan's marksmanship was truly atrocious. The hidden weapon had been frozen in place, and in that instant, she seized the opportunity, firing six or seven shots in quick succession. The distance was only five or six meters, yet not a single shot hit the hidden weapon.

If the hidden weapon had known her marksmanship was so poor, it probably wouldn't have dodged. If it hadn't dodged, there wouldn't have been this lucky break. Its body only drifted a meter before feeling a sharp pain. It knew it had been shot! Its movements were fast; although it could no longer hide, it didn't affect its speed. The moment it was shot, it was absolutely certain of one thing: the bullet had been fired before it moved, meaning it had lunged at the inaccurate bullet!

When he understood this unfortunate truth, and realized how terrible the woman's marksmanship was, he felt both sorrow and rage: "You actually injured me, you bitch, unforgivable! I'll make you pay!" Enraged, the hidden weapon, enduring the excruciating pain, swung its longsword at Zhu Xiaoyan.

"Heh heh, the winds of fate have turned, landing on me!" The hidden weapon, wounded by the gunshot, moved sluggishly. Xiao Chong wasn't dead yet, just covered in blood and looking terrifying. The hidden weapon had left room for maneuver when carving words on him; it intended to write a three-thousand-word reflection on the murder, so its strikes were measured, inflicting Xiao Chong unbearable pain without killing him! And it was precisely because of this perverse hobby that Xiao Chong, amidst his strange screams, gathered all his strength into his fist and slammed it hard into the hidden weapon. It was a rather heavy punch; Zhu Xiaoyan heard a muffled "thud," and the hidden weapon flew backward, crashing to the ground.

Xiao Chong walked step by step towards the hidden weapon…

The hidden weapon looked at this monstrous figure in terror, finally understanding what fear truly meant. If he weren't seriously injured, he could easily kill him with a single strike. But now, he could only wait for the other to kill him. He regretted it; what was the point of this art? What was the point of watching porn? He could have just killed them both with one strike while they were making love, killing them instantly. He didn't have to make himself look so pathetic. Feeling helpless, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small ball, smashing it onto the hidden weapon. With a loud "boom," a large cloud of white smoke rose. When the smoke cleared, the hidden weapon had escaped, and Xiao Chong finally collapsed to the ground…

Shinoda Nami was getting married. Three days ago, reporters from the news media began waiting outside the hotel where the wedding would be held and outside the Yamada Group headquarters.

These reporters have some nerve! Daring to try and take advantage of a tiger! No, no, this was a reporter deliberately hired by Nami's father, Shinoda Kenichi. He wanted the whole world to know that his daughter had married Sano Mita, the young master of the Sano Group. This not only concerned his reputation but also the interests of the organization and the group. Therefore, he wanted to make the wedding a grand affair, ensuring his daughter's marriage was respectable and dignified. He knew his daughter didn't love Sano Mita; she loved the CVO of the Ryūshō Group!

Shinoda Kenichi knew his daughter's whereabouts in China for the past two years, and he also knew she was with a Chinese man. He was furious and wanted to send someone to bring her back. However, after thinking about it, he felt his daughter was always sensible and considerate, and didn't need him to remind her what she should and shouldn't do. So he let her have her own romance, since the wedding was still a long way off! His daughter had already sacrificed a lot for the group, and she probably wouldn't have any freedom after marriage. Besides, no one else would know about her affairs in China. It wasn't until he fell ill and felt that his subordinate, Tsukasa Shinobu, harbored rebellious intentions that he sent someone to notify his daughter to return.

Shinoda Kenichi had investigated Xiaochong; he was a promising young man! Capable, decisive, and intelligent, with a complex network of connections. He had the Longxing Society under his command and was backed by many powerful figures. A marriage between these two families would likely be far better than a marriage with the Zuoye Group. Unfortunately, Xiaochong was Chinese, and the Yamada Group and the Zuoye Group already had a pre-existing marriage agreement. Furthermore, his stubborn beliefs would never allow his daughter to marry a Chinese man. Although his daughter had been involved with this Chinese man for so long, and her innocence was probably already compromised, he wasn't worried. He understood his daughter; she could handle her feelings. Otherwise, she wouldn't be his daughter, Shinoda Kenichi. In short, he was very confident in his daughter! In today's society, parents as stubborn yet open-minded as him are rare!

Nami was heartbroken. She seemed listless and depressed during the wedding preparations, choosing a wedding dress. She was getting married, but the groom wasn't her ideal man. How could she be happy? However, all of this was already a done deal, and no one could change it. The dowry from the Zuo family had already been delivered: 20% of the Zuo Group's shares. In exchange, Shinoda Kenichi would give his daughter and a piece of land to the Zuo Group for business development. It was a purely commercial marriage, and Nami was the victim of this deal—something that was already predetermined! The marriage was arranged after Shinoda Kenichi had just become the head of the Wakato (a high-ranking official in the Chinese wakatoku) and was assassinated for the first time. The president of the Zuo Group, Zuo Ichiro, who was also Zuo Mita's father, took the bullet for Shinoda Kenichi! Even many years later, when someone asked Zuo Ichiro about it, he still said bitterly: "Only a son of a bitch would want to take a bullet for him! I was just incredibly unlucky to be the one in front of him!"

Regardless, the marriage alliance between the Yamada Group and the Sano Group was a cause for celebration among all the leaders, big and small. This Nami, since her father became a wakatoshi (young leader), had become a powerful ninja, and after becoming a ninja, she fully displayed her ruthless and vicious nature, causing headaches for all the leaders in the group! The period while she was away was arguably the most peaceful time in the group's history! After her return, they resumed their painful lives, but now they could finally get rid of this female demon!

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