[Urban Fantasy] Lure the Flower to Sleep (Complete) - 7

Volume 2, Chapter 11: The Assassin (
Updated: 9-22 4:50:51, 8848

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Wang Xiaoyin, enjoying Ito Sachiko's coquettish teasing, slowly sat in the black sedan. A slow song by the band Fox was playing in the car; the melodious piano music poured out like moonlight, lingering like silk. The thinnest and finest notes flowed continuously, blending into the dancing fingers of a lower, more beautiful male voice. Music was music, and music was music.
Wang Xiaoyin didn't listen to many songs, but like everyone else in the world, he must have heard Fox's songs. If you didn't want to listen to them, you'd have to leave this world. Even if you hid in the deepest mountains, you'd still likely hear parrots mimicking you.
The song, like water, gently moved the man and woman on the phone. Wang Xiaoyin felt he was a sentimental creature, easily influenced by his surroundings. He even felt that one day he would be assimilated by the alien spirits within him, his body taken over by them.
Sachiko Ito seemed moved by the song, and more likely by Wang Xiaoyin's tender voice, moaning into the phone, "Master, Sachiko wants you to hold me! Master, you haven't been home for two months!"
Of all the women he'd been with, Sachiko was undoubtedly the best at serving men, understood his thoughts best, and pleased him the most. Wang Xiaoyin also desperately wanted to hold Sachiko's voluptuous, boneless body, to enjoy her maddening moans, to enjoy her smooth, fragrant licks… However, he remembered his business and said seriously, "Sachiko, help me investigate the Flower Snake Casino and Starlight Entertainment Company, and the connections between their backers, focusing on the Huang family who control Starlight Entertainment Company."
"Yes, Sachiko will definitely complete the mission!" Sachiko Ito answered decisively, never letting personal feelings interfere with the mission, never dragging her feet, and absolutely obedient to her master's orders. This was the advantage of a top-tier sex slave ninja, something Wang Xiaoyin admired.
After hanging up, he quietly lay on the soft, wide cushion, enjoying the comforts of the luxury car. He knew the car was provided to Su Feifei by Huang An, the chairman of Starlight Entertainment Company. Huang An was a notorious lecher in the entertainment industry, like a green-headed fly, always looking for an opening. Many female stars couldn't resist Huang An's sweet talk and were taken advantage of, then filmed nude, forced to accept the company's harsh conditions and continue their contracts. Those with good looks became playthings of wealthy and powerful men, living the life of high-class prostitutes, gradually fading from the entertainment scene.
Su Feifei was the prized possession Huang An had always wanted but never obtained. It was rumored that more than twenty wealthy men had offered orders exceeding one million, desiring a one-night stand with Su Feifei. The more unattainable something is, the more precious it becomes. Huang An was impatient and wanted to use the power of the Flower Snake Casino to forcibly keep Su Feifei, hoping to win her over first, then film her, and firmly control her.
These were all confessions obtained from Zhang Yu, the owner of the Flower Snake Casino. Wang Xiaoyin even found out why Zhang Yu's left hand had two missing fingers, but he didn't get any information about the assassination and intimidation of Su Feifei. Clearly, Su Feifei had gotten into more than one trouble.
"Sigh, what's so good about this little girl? Why do so many lecherous men drool over her? Maybe you can only discover her charm by watching her performance on stage! Hmm, she has a pretty and elegant appearance, yet she's also innocent and cute. Her figure is actually not bad either. Although she's not as good as Ruth, she's still considered voluptuous among Eastern women... What's the problem? Why am I not interested in her?" Wang Xiaoyin pondered, casually picking up a copy of that day's "Paradise Daily" and browsing it aimlessly. The most frequently reported story was about Mayor Li Yun's disheveled appearance amidst the smoke and dust of the bombs. Wang Xiaoyin looked at a few pictures of Li Yun and couldn't help but sigh. These days, reporters have such sharp eyes and a keen eye for detail; they photograph anything that reveals too much skin. "Hey, this shooting style is so similar to Hou Ci's, the focus and angle, tsk tsk..."
Hou Ci quietly slipped up and chimed in, "These are just the most ordinary ones. I have a few rare, top-quality photos in my inventory, 1000 yuan each, want them?"
"10 yuan!"
"Hehe, add a little more, the newspaper is offering 200 yuan each."
"15 yuan!"
"20 yuan, that's the minimum!" Hou Ci, with a sly look, slept with Wang Xiaoyin. "These were taken at great personal risk!"
"Deal!"
Hou Ci grinned slyly, pulled out his phone, and sent the pictures.
Wang Xiaoyin screamed, "Damn it, you took over a thousand pictures?!... Uh, a few of them are not bad, hehe..."
"Give me the money!" Hou Ci shoved the dazed Wang Xiaoyin. "No cheating!"
Wang Xiaoyin continued looking at the pictures, rummaged under the seat for a while, and finally found a bulging black plastic bag. "Here you go!"
"Ah! Wild coins?!" Hou Ci could no longer laugh and screamed, clutching his head.
It was the change he got from buying lilies at the flower shop. That bag of wild coins was probably only a few dozen coral coins.
"What are you yelling about here? Go sit in front of you!" Su Feifei finally returned, her eyes swollen from crying like a rabbit's. Ruth's eyes were also red; she seemed to have been infected by the crying.
Jin Gang started the car before muttering, "Boss, we should really kill Zhang Yu today, to stop him from harming more people!"
"Hey, you're meddling too much. We're bodyguards, not assassins. It's Fei Fei's business if anyone's going to kill someone, why are you meddling? Besides, I've already crippled his fifth limb. If he wants to harm women again, he'll have to use his fingers, but he won't master that kind of high-level skill even in ten or eight years!" He was quite annoyed that Jin Gang had interrupted his viewing of Li Yun's revealing photos.
Seeing his unfriendly tone, Jin Gang clicked his tongue and didn't dare say anything more.
"Damn it, so you knew all along, boohoo, then why don't you kill Fatty and avenge my mother!" Su Feifei glared fiercely at Wang Xiaoyin, as if he were the murderer of her mother.
"We're bodyguards, not assassins!" Hou Ci repeated, oblivious to the danger.
Wang Xiaoyin continued, "If you want us bodyguards to kill someone, there's a price to pay, hehe!"
"What price?"
"Like sacrificing yourself..."
"You scoundrels, shameless, despicable, lewd, not a single one of you men is any good! Waaah, Sister Ruth, they all bully me. Today, when I saw the thug who gang-raped my mother, I didn't dare utter a sound. I'm so useless, Sister Ruth, what should I do? I'm so scared!"
Ruth comforted her softly, gently stroking her long, pink, curly hair. Then she turned and glared at Wang Xiaoyin, her expression like that of a fierce she-wolf.
"Sigh, actually, all I wanted to say was that I wanted you to speak out, to denounce the harm of gambling in the media, to raise sufficient awareness among the citizens, to satirize the political ills of Coral Country, to expose the darkness of Paradise City, and to inspire our new generation of promising youth to strive for progress and work together to create a better future for our motherland!" Wang Xiaoyin, with a face full of grievance, faced Ruth's angry glare.
"Pfft!" Ruth's anger was once again defeated by his humor. "You're right! So, will that help Fei'er get revenge?"
"I've already helped her get revenge, but someone is ungrateful and thinks I don't expect anything in return. Actually, that's a mistake. I've always wanted Fei Fei's repayment."
"Heh, you rascal." After thinking about it, Su Fei Fei also felt that Wang Xiaoyin made sense. Killing someone was a bit far-fetched, but crippling Zhang Yu was enough to get revenge. She found him quite amusing and finally laughed. "How do you want me to repay you?"
"Help me sign my name!" Wang Xiaoyin said against his will.
"Okay!" Su Fei Fei cheered up, skillfully took out a pen, and neatly signed her name on the hamburger wrapper he had opened. "Alright!"
Ruth smiled and gave him an approving look, even leaning half her body against him.
Wang Xiaoyin finally breathed a sigh of relief. This little girl, who had been sad and angry all day, was finally happy. Shouldn't his first day as a bodyguard end on a perfect note?
The car pulled up to the gate of the mansion. King Kong honked the horn, but no guards opened the gate. He cursed in frustration and was about to get out to knock on the door.
Xiao Yin and Hou Ci sensed something was wrong and quickly said, "King Kong, be careful!"
King Kong was unharmed, but suddenly a black pill flew into the car through the crack in the door, instantly filling the cabin with acrid smoke.
"Poison!"
Hou Ci jumped out first, his aura filling the surroundings as he carefully sensed the enemy's location. Wang Xiao Yin, along with Su Feifei and Ruth, took advantage of the poisonous fog to escape to a corner a few feet away, cautiously on guard.
The scene was silent, absolutely silent.
Until Su Feifei couldn't stand the pungent smell of the smoke any longer and coughed lightly, her delicate face turning red. The cough broke the eerie silence, and dozens of cold lights shot towards her.
"Get out of the way!" Wang Xiao Yin shoved her forcefully, pushing Ruth out as well.
As Wang Xiaoyin dodged the last bone-piercing nail, several muffled gunshots rang out from his left front. They were from silenced pistols, likely belonging to Hou Ci or Jingang. A cool breeze blew, a light rain began to fall, and the poisonous smoke dissipated. Jingang, gun raised, retreated towards Su Feifei.
"Tang Clan!" Hou Ci whispered, also retreating towards Su Feifei.
Jingang and Hou Ci suddenly stopped retreating, gripping their guns tightly, two chilling killing intents locking onto them. They believed that the slightest movement would provoke a frenzied attack.
Wang Xiaoyin also felt powerless; the attackers' skill far surpassed his own, and their mere murderous aura was overwhelming.
"Kill!"
A low, cold shout rang out, and three dark figures wielding willow-leaf blades lunged at Wang Xiaoyin, Hou Ci, and Jingang respectively, their hidden weapons arriving before their bodies. With a casual wave, more than a dozen poisoned needles, nails, and caltrops were unleashed, the hidden weapons glowing with an oily green poisonous light, like moths drawn to a flame, engulfing the three.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The three fired simultaneously until they ran out of bullets.
The bullets pierced through the incoming projectiles, knocking down several, and continued firing at the three black-clad assassins.
The black-clad men sneered, swinging their knives. "Clang! Clang! Clang!" The bullets were actually deflected. Wang Xiaoyin's heart sank. He suddenly realized the importance of martial arts; without sufficient skill, he wouldn't be a bodyguard, but rather a useless, wronged soul.
At this critical moment, a fourth black-clad man suddenly appeared, rushing towards Su Feifei with lightning speed. A sinister smile appeared on his lips, and the willow-leaf dagger in his hand emitted a bloodthirsty shriek.
Wang Xiaoyin, Hou Ci, and Jingang were filled with extreme regret, cursing themselves for their stupidity in falling for the assassins' trap. Now, let alone extricating themselves to save Su Feifei, they feared they wouldn't be able to dodge the black-clad men's projectiles and willow-leaf daggers.
To save others, they must first save themselves. Time was of the essence for them; they threw their empty pistols, deflecting the last poisoned projectile.
Wang Xiaoyin dodged the fatal blow and rapidly moved towards Sophie and Ruth. As he retreated, he simultaneously launched a three-inch-long throwing knife, aiming straight for the fourth assassin's back.
The fourth assassin's willow-leaf blade had already touched Sophie's delicate neck. He thought that after killing her, he could easily dodge Wang Xiaoyin's throwing knife to finish off the blonde woman.
Full of confidence, he suddenly saw a blur before his eyes; his knife had been grabbed, and he could no longer move. The blonde beauty, who had just been terrified, was now winking at him. He found her flirtatious, but she held no allure, arousing no desire in him, for he felt only boundless terror. He was already a level nine master; how could she so easily seize his weapon? Was the blonde beauty before him a legendary Xuan-level master?
He would never know the answer, for the throwing knife, imbued with spiraling energy, had pierced his heart, the spiraling true energy instantly shattering his heart meridians.
"You...you..." The fourth assassin stared at Ruth, but ultimately couldn't voice his doubts, collapsing to the ground in despair.
Ruth immediately reverted to her terrified state, tightly clutching the unconscious Sophie, trembling.
"Ah?" Wang Xiaoyin was also astonished by the destructive power of that strike, unable to understand why a master of that level, capable of deflecting a disciple, couldn't dodge his throwing knife. A surge of inexplicable confidence washed over him, and he launched the same throwing knife at the assassin chasing him.
The assassin paused, unable to comprehend how such a slow and weak throwing knife could fail to kill a fellow disciple two levels higher than himself. Though slow, it had reached him in the blink of an eye. And using a throwing knife in front of a Tang Clan disciple was simply showing off his skills before an expert!
"I'll see!" With that thought, he stretched out his hand. This hand had caught and launched countless hidden weapons since childhood; he had absolute confidence in it.
The docile throwing knife, upon touching his hand, suddenly began to spin violently. The resulting airflow slowed his fingers by half a second, and he watched helplessly as the knife flew towards his neck. He exclaimed in shock, "Spiral Qi Force?"
As an assassin, calmness is paramount; it's an essential quality for every assassin. He was calm enough, which was why he had survived to this day. But the Spiral Qi Force had shocked him greatly. The first rule in the Tang Clan's hidden weapon taboos stated—if you encounter a hidden weapon master who knows Spiral Qi Force, do not intercept, escape immediately!
He knew Wang Xiaoyin wasn't a master, but he couldn't escape either. The throwing knife had pierced his throat, leaving a transparent hole, before blood gushed out, its color exceptionally brilliant in the gray rain and mist.
Wang Xiaoyin didn't understand Spiral Qi Force. He only knew that he had learned the Illusion Sword Sect's inner cultivation method, reaching level six before his master crippled him. Until a month ago, he met Mi Xiang of the Taiyin Sect, and guided by her dual cultivation technique, he had forcibly learned the Taiyin Sect's internal energy circulation method. Afterwards, these two internal energy cultivation methods, both belonging to the Yin category, circulated continuously within his body. When the two internal energies intersected, they generated a vortex of energy. Hearing the assassin's scream, he realized the peculiarity of this internal energy. Seeing the effect of this strike, his determination to practice throwing knives deepened.
"Hehe, Spiral Qi Force? That's a good name!" Wang Xiaoyin chuckled smugly before observing the battle between Hou Ci and Jingang.
Hou Ci was adept at maneuvering amidst the black-clad assassin's flashing blades, but he was finding it difficult to gain the upper hand. Bare-handed, he weaved through the assassin's blades, his hands drawing semicircles with subtle force. These seemingly slow semicircles always managed to block the frenzied attacks of the sharp blades. The two constantly changed their movements, their actions becoming faster and faster, making it difficult for others to intervene.
In contrast, Jingang was in a much worse state. His clumsy movements, coupled with his level three internal energy, had resulted in multiple injuries, all of which were shallow, some not even drawing blood. It wasn't that the assassins lacked strength, but rather that King Kong's martial arts skills were truly extraordinary. If his skill were a few levels deeper, he would likely be invulnerable to blades and spears.
"Watch out for the throwing knife!" he shouted, rushing to help King Kong, leaving Hou Ci to continue fighting alone.
The two remaining assassins, seeing their companion die under Wang Xiaoyin's throwing knife, sensed something amiss, knowing there was something strange about it. They exchanged glances, considering retreat.
"Go!"
The two feinted, simultaneously throwing a hidden weapon, and leaped away. Unexpectedly, the two collided in mid-air, changing direction and attacking Su Feifei again, hurling their hidden weapons at the two women like banana peels.
"Damn it!" Wang Xiaoyin, Hou Ci, and King Kong were furious. They had finally gained the upper hand, only to be outmaneuvered by the cunning assassins. If Su Feifei were injured or killed, it would mean they, as bodyguards, had failed in their duty. Spurred on, the three pounced on the assassins in mid-air like madmen. They desperately hoped a sudden gust of wind would blow the hidden weapons away, otherwise Sophie and Ruth would be doomed.
The wind wasn't strong enough to blow away the weapons, but it did stir Ruth. Holding the unconscious Sophie, she seemed suddenly overcome with drowsiness, rolling lightly twice on the damp ground, just avoiding all the hidden weapons. Then she lay there, her expression peaceful, like a sleeping doll.
The assassin, still airborne, stopped throwing hidden weapons and suddenly used a powerful downward slam to land on the ground, intending to take the corpse with him.
Flying knives! More flying knives! Four white beams shot towards the assassins in mid-air.
The two Tang Clan assassins knew these flying knives were strange and dared not take them head-on. They quickly used powerful palm strikes to deflect the knives. This palm force was enough to send a hundred-pound boulder flying, but it couldn't deflect this small knife. The seemingly slow-moving knife wobbled slightly, grazing their necks. Both of them broke out in a cold sweat. "Spiral Qi Force?!"
This delay allowed the three others to surround them again.
Wang Xiaoyin saw his proud flying knife easily dodged, and his swelled confidence instantly returned to normal. He sighed inwardly, realizing his internal strength was too weak and his speed too slow; he should practice diligently. Actually, his martial arts progress was already quite fast. He had only been recovering his martial arts for a little over a month, and to have reached the fourth level was remarkably fast.
Amidst the misty rain, under the dim yellow streetlights, the five people stood silently facing each other.
Wang Xiaoyin slowly retreated, kicking the corpse at his feet far away, then pulled out a throwing knife and shielded Su Feifei and Ruth. He didn't want them to be in undefended danger any longer; as bodyguards, they had already made many fatal mistakes.
Hou Ci felt angry and frustrated. He had always thought that his only advantage over Wang Xiaoyin was martial arts. But now, Xiaoyin had taken the lives of two assassins with a broken knife, while he hadn't even taken down one. That only advantage was gone.
"No, I have to take one down too!"
With this belief, he lunged at one of the assassins. (

Volume 2, Chapter 12: Relationships,
Wan Juan Bookstore Update Time: 9-22 4:50:51, Word Count: 8933)

The two Tang Clan assassins had only planned to finish the job, retrieve the corpse, and escape, but they hadn't achieved either. They hadn't killed their target, hadn't gotten the corpse, and Hou Ci, full of fighting spirit, pounced on them again.
The assassination mission was doomed to fail, and there was no need to continue fighting. The two assassins feinted a few times and fled dejectedly.
"Damn it, don't run away if you've got the guts!" Hou Ci grumbled, giving the fleeing figure the middle finger.
"Stop showing off, hurry up and claim credit with the company. This is the first time we've caught an assassin, albeit a dead one! Also, this credit goes to you. I don't care about promotions. I'll resign after three months as a pawn in your plan, and so will King Kong!" Wang Xiaoyin helped Su Feifei and Ruth up, pulled them to a dry spot, and called out to Hou Ci while taking their pulses.
King Kong had already opened the iron gate and said sadly, "Two of the other bodyguards died in the break room. This one on duty was just acupunctured; he's fine." As he spoke, he revived the unconscious bodyguard.
"Sigh, two already dead on the first day, what bad luck!"
Hou Ci hung up the phone and suddenly asked, "Do you think these assassins are from which Tang Clan? Are they from China or our Coral Country? If they're from Coral Country, that'll be interesting. At least we'll have someone to pay the compensation for the 99 lives lost by our company, and the boss behind Sky Shield Company will put pressure on the Tang Clan to reveal their employer. Hehe, maybe this bad luck will turn around!"
"Don't get too cocky. Call an ambulance first! In the past, most of the attacks involved sniping bodyguards to scare Su Feifei. This time is clearly different; they obviously want to kill her. This means the employer isn't alone. Even if Tang Clan reveals the employer this time, it doesn't guarantee she won't be attacked by others. Hey, King Kong, don't touch the body. Wait for the company's on-site investigation and autopsy departments."
Hou Ci called the hospital and then said, "Boss, do you think this assassination attempt on Su Feifei was because you crippled Zhang Yu of the Flower Snake Gang tonight? The Flower Snake Gang is not to be trifled with. I heard they have a good relationship with the Green Leaf Gang and are both interested in Su Feifei. I heard they invited her to their home together, but Su Feifei didn't give them any face. Since then, there have been incidents of them threatening her."
"Monkey, aren't you supposed to know a lot about the martial arts world? How could you forget that Tang Clan assassins aren't available to just anyone? Even the fat guy from the Flower Snake Gang doesn't have the connections to hire Tang Clan assassins. Besides, the fat guy's backer is probably the Huang family of Starlight Entertainment Company. They only want Su Feifei's body, not her corpse. The Ye family's Green Leaf Gang? Heh, I heard they're struggling themselves. They've been in Paradise City for nearly twenty years and still haven't been able to establish themselves. They've changed gang leaders several times. Do they still have the time to chase after female celebrities?"
"The Green Leaf Gang is, after all, from the Ye family. However, they've really had a rough time in Paradise City. They were wiped out a month ago, and their family's martial arts manuals were stolen… Oh, the company cars are here. They're much more efficient than the police!" Hou Ci waved to them.
Two black Mercedes-Benz vans screeched to a halt by the roadside. More than a dozen men in black, carrying tool bags, stepped out. Zhao Fu, the general manager of Tiandun Bodyguard Company, was among them. He greeted Wang Xiaoyin and the others warmly, and from his smile, it was clear that Zhao Fu was very excited.
"Hehe, on behalf of the company, I thank you all. As long as you can confirm the assassin's identity, the company will give you a generous reward. Promotion, vacation, and money are no problem." Zhao Fu gripped Wang Xiaoyin's hand tightly and laughed excitedly.
"Hehe, President Zhao, this time it's all thanks to Hou Ci's alertness, bravery, and superb martial arts skills. If it weren't for him, we probably wouldn't have been able to kill those two Tang Clan assassins. He deserves the credit. Uh, the ambulance is here. Jin Gang and I will go take care of the client first. Ask Hou Ci for details." Wang Xiaoyin smiled modestly and pushed Hou Ci in front of President Zhao. He didn't want to get promoted again and then stay in the office all day. Let Hou Ci get promoted.
Wang Xiaoyin and Jin Gang helped the doctor push Su Feifei and Ruth into the ambulance and went to the hospital. At this time, the police received the news and sent people to the scene of the incident.
Moonlight Hospital, VIP ward.
"Ah~" A girl's scream echoed through the ward. "Why are you in my room? Get your stinky hands off me! Don't touch me!"
"Idiot, don't scream, or I'll..."
"Ah~" An even sharper scream, "Help! Indecent assault!"
Ruth woke up just in time and ran to the screaming girl's bed to comfort her. "Oh, Fei'er, don't scream anymore. Look carefully, this is a hospital, not home."
"But as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw him holding my hand, so I thought..."
Wang Xiaoyin was sweating bullets. This girl was too paranoid. He was worried that she had inhaled too much toxic fumes and was in danger, so he kept taking her pulse. Then he was too sleepy and tired, so he fell asleep holding her hand. If he had known that he would fall asleep holding Ruth's hand, she would have been very happy. But her pulse showed no signs of poisoning, and she was pretending to be unconscious. Moreover, she didn't have any internal energy. How strange!
"If he had kept holding my hand, I would have woken up laughing in my dreams!" Ruth complained, half-jokingly, her charming eyes sweeping over Wang Xiaoyin's face.
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled wickedly to himself, "Teasing, absolutely teasing. Oh, I can't hold back anymore. If we weren't at work, I would have already taken you down. Hmph, don't take my innocent little boy for a second."
"Hey, don't look at us with that lewd grin! You're just like Hou Ci with that smirk!" Su Feifei hugged Ruth, pouting at him in dissatisfaction. But then, as if remembering the danger of last night, she fell silent again. "Why did they want to kill me? I didn't offend anyone. I just wanted to sing to support myself."
"Sigh!" Ruth just sighed softly.
At this moment, a nurse who had heard the commotion came in, asked what was going on, shook her head, and left. Immediately afterward, the door was pushed open by Jin Gang. He walked in, carrying two large bouquets of flowers in one hand and a bunch of food bags in the other, sweating profusely.
"Wow, how romantic! Jin Gang is so charming!" Ruth's eyes lit up as she stared at the flowers in his hands with great interest.
King Kong ignored Ruth, placed a large pile of food on the table, and said with heartache, "Boss, why did you have to buy flowers? The money for flowers could buy hundreds of fried dough sticks. What a waste. Uh, but it's all your money, so I won't say anything more."
Ruth's vision blurred, and she nearly fainted. Sophie burst into laughter, and looking at the two bouquets of flowers, it was like seeing hundreds of fried dough sticks.
After a simple breakfast, Wang Xiaoyin picked up a copy of the Paradise Daily and started reading.
"Wow, such a big commotion yesterday, and it didn't even make the newspapers! Looks like my little Fei'er has been blacklisted, now it's a news blacklist! Paradise City is becoming less and less concerned about human life. At least we killed two assassins! These reporters are so stingy, they didn't even take this opportunity to promote the great star Su. Tsk tsk, I should set fire to their newspaper office sometime..." Wang Xiaoyin shook his head in regret, but it was mostly a joke.
"Pshaw, I don't need to be in the gossip section. I'm a talented idol singer, I'm news just by standing on stage! Isn't that right, Sister Ruth?" Sophie shook Ruth's arm, acting like a little bird clinging to her.
"Yes, yes, my Miss Su is a talented idol singer. However, you haven't been on stage for a long time, and your manager seems a bit dissatisfied with you."
"Hmph, that manager is practically a pimp under Chairman Huang, all talk and no action, constantly arranging for me to meet this director and have dinner with that president, it's so annoying. But my contract with Starlight Company is about to expire, so I don't have to put up with their wrath anymore."
Wang Xiaoyin suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, Mayor Li is actually going to completely ban guns, requiring all bodyguard companies, civilian organizations, and individual gun owners to take their firearms out of Paradise City or hand them over to the police within a month. From now on, anyone found illegally possessing firearms in Paradise City will be sentenced to 3-10 years in prison, depending on the circumstances."
"You can still laugh like that? Won't your bodyguard company be finished?"
"Gun? Not very useful against ancient martial arts masters. High-level martial artists can deflect bullets with weapons, and bullets can't even break through the elemental shields of masters who have reached the Profound Realm. Hehe, Paradise City is going to be a mess. Except for large bodyguard companies like ours, all the other small companies are doomed."
"Hmph, bragging!" Sophie turned her head, her face full of disbelief.
"Hey, I almost missed it! The Fox band is coming to Paradise City to perform—the red-haired Silver Fox, the black-haired Fire Fox..." Wang Xiaoyin's newspaper was snatched away instantly, and Ruth and Sophie screamed as they searched for news about Fox.
"Front page headline! Someone actually missed it, unforgivable! Sigh, they won't be here until next month, so anxious, I need to go book tickets!" Sophie said, heading to the restroom to change, but it seemed they had no clothes; their clothes from yesterday were all soaked.
"It seems Fox's solo concerts have never had tickets booked before!" This was what King Kong said.
"Wow, you...you've heard of them too?" Sophie looked extremely frustrated. Clearly, King Kong wasn't some old-fashioned person who only listened to revolutionary songs, and what he said was true; Fox never booked tickets, they had people line up to buy them, one ticket per person, to prevent scalping and ticket hoarding.
"Of course!" King Kong looked smug.
“We want to go home now. We can’t go back in our hospital gowns, can we? Can someone get me some clothes? Uh, and my wallet too, I don’t have a penny on me!” Sophie asked.
“Your home is far from here, I think you should buy new ones!” Wang Xiaoyin said.
“No!” Sophie shook her head, then whispered, “I’m broke, I can’t waste money!”
Wang Xiaoyin grinned, his gaze sweeping over their chests and buttocks, making Sophie want to explode. “Hehe, don’t worry, I’ll only buy the cheapest ones. Wait for me here!”
“Do you even know how to pick…” came Ruth’s questioning voice from behind. Only then did she realize that Wang Xiaoyin’s rude look earlier was actually to take measurements.
There was a large shopping mall across from the hospital. As soon as they entered, they received a call from Ito Sachiko.
"Master, I've completed the task you instructed me to do."
"Thank you for your hard work. Speak." "
The Flower Snake Gang is actually the Huang family's clandestine force in Paradise City. They control over more than ten bars, nightclubs, casinos, and brothels, all owned by the Huang family. Starlight Entertainment Company is the Huang family's flagship business, renowned in the entertainment industry of Coral Country and even throughout Asia, boasting numerous stars. Chairman Huang An is greedy and lustful, often using illegal means to force female stars to do things against their will. Although many actresses have filed lawsuits, they ultimately fizzled out because of the Huang family's powerful backing."
"What kind of backing does the Huang family have?"
"Huang An's uncle is a senator, somewhat famous in the capital's officialdom, and has many friends; Huang An's wife is from the Tang family, and the head of the Paradise City Police Department is also from the Tang family. This relationship is complicated. The Huang family almost entirely relies on the Tang family in Paradise City. The Tang family holds a significant position in the underworld and in the capital's officialdom. There's too much specific information; I've already faxed it to Lan San."
"Wait, Huang An's wife is from the Tang family? Did she have any servants from her maternal family accompany her when she got married?"
"Master, I'm so sorry, I didn't pay much attention to Xingzi. I'll investigate again immediately. Also, Huang An's son, Huang Shuliang, has been pursuing Miss Su Feifei, and his methods aren't exactly honorable. Moreover, he has frequent dealings with Ye Zhicheng, the young master of the Qingye Gang. I'm afraid this could be detrimental to the target you're protecting, so please keep a close eye on him!"
Wang Xiaoyin hung up the phone, having a vague idea of the situation, and went to the women's clothing department. With Xingzi's information, he roughly understood the Huang family's status and influence in Paradise City. However, he was even more confused about the assassination attempt on Su Feifei, not understanding the true culprit's intentions, though the Huang family's suspicion was growing stronger.
"Sir, what do you need?" Two or three beautiful sales assistants greeted him enthusiastically, their faces showing slight infatuation.
Although Wang Xiaoyin had accompanied many women to buy lingerie before, he still felt somewhat awkward walking alone among so many women. Pointing to the oddly shaped lingerie section, he smiled slightly and said, "What do you need..."
"Oh, let me help you choose. What size do you want? Are they as big as mine?" The beautiful saleswoman casually puffed out her C-cup breasts and boldly asked.
Wang Xiaoyin had long since developed a strong resistance to ordinary beauties, and still smiled faintly, "Triumph Erotic Series 4, 90E, 75C, plus matching panties, one set each in black, pink, and white, uh, good elasticity." He used to prefer highly elastic lingerie; at least he wasn't afraid of being torn apart by his rough hands, and more importantly, it was malleable, so even if it didn't fit perfectly, it wouldn't damage his figure. He was referring to international sizes, specifically E-cup and C-cup. The numbers were the ratio of the bust size to the underbust measurement, a universal standard. Only those most familiar with this could give accurate numbers. Of course, another situation was that those who didn't know this would get rigid numbers from women.
Several beauties looked disappointed after hearing him skillfully recite the sizes and series; these sizes were much larger than their own, and in perfect proportions. Through their professional training, they understood that one of the women, with an E-cup bust, was likely a stunningly beautiful Western woman, while the other was a tall, elegant Eastern woman. Seeing that it would be difficult to seduce him, they somewhat dejectedly helped him pack his underwear, then asked, "Do you need anything else?"
"Of course, and outerwear, but I can manage myself!" he replied, heading towards the Versace section.
The beautiful saleswoman, of course, wouldn't give up so easily; even if she couldn't seduce the handsome man, she still had a commission from sales. She returned to her initial smiling face and accompanied him as he selected clothes. Wang Xiaoyin chose two Versace women's suits based on his own aesthetic sense, and for peace of mind, he also picked up two Chanel suits.
"When you can't find the right clothes, wear a Chanel suit"—he bought it based on a famous saying from the upper class in Europe and America.
Seeing him buy four sets of high-end women's clothing worth over 100,000 yuan in one go, the three sales assistants' eyes lit up again. They were secretly delighted, their bonuses for the month likely reaching four figures. Their earlier disappointment vanished, and they sweetly asked, "Sir, will you be paying by card or cash?"
"By card, of course," Wang Xiaoyin opened his wallet and casually pulled out a dark-colored credit card for her. "Can you carry cash on you?"
The beautiful sales assistant chuckled as she took the card, her eyes showing surprise, but she quickly turned and walked towards the cashier. When she returned, she was even more surprised, but even more respectful and cautious, secretly scanning Wang Xiaoyin's face and the black card.
Wang Xiaoyin was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong? Is the account frozen or expired?" He hadn't used this card in a long time. This card... this card? He suddenly remembered that Mo Xin had given him this card. He sighed, "Oh no, she's going to find me again!"
The three sales assistants said respectfully, "This is a VIP card for the Tiantian Shopping Chain Store, and this one, sir, is a rare and unique free shopping card. Please sign here!"
Wang Xiaoyin said with a bitter face, "This card hasn't been swiped yet, can I get a different card?"
"Huh?" The pretty sales assistant was almost dizzy. How could someone be so stupid as to use a full-price card when there's a free one? "It's been swiped, here's the bill!"
Wang Xiaoyin carried several bags of clothes and reluctantly walked out of the Tiantian Shopping Mall, cursing himself for being careless. Why did he have to go into this store and use that card? If she found him, she definitely wouldn't let him be her bodyguard. With his current skills, he couldn't stop those superhumans unless he used Blue Demon.
Wang Xiaoyin walked into the ward area, feeling dejected. He heard Su Feifei's commotion and Jin Gang's roar. Nurses kept peeking in at the ward door, but dared not enter.
"Damn it, who dares to cause trouble here!" Wang Xiaoyin was seething with anger, having nowhere to vent it. Seeing someone causing trouble in Su Feifei's room, he didn't even look to see who it was before yelling at them. The effect was quite good; the room immediately quieted down.
Inside, Su Feifei sat on the hospital bed, coldly glaring at a thin young man with yellowish skin and slightly high cheekbones, giving him a somewhat gloomy and mean appearance. Beside the thin young man stood a middle-aged woman wearing glasses, pale-faced, with bluish lips, looking like she was having menstrual irregularities. She seemed to be trying to persuade him.
Jin Gang was blocked by four cold-faced men, unable to move; it seemed those four also knew ancient martial arts.
Ruth sat beside Fei Fei, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, seemingly suppressing her anger. She remained silent, head bowed, until Wang Xiaoyin returned, at which point she smiled. "You're back just in time! These people were bothering Fei Fei; get them out of there!"
"What 'these people,' what 'those people'? This is our Young Master Huang, the future owner of Starlight Entertainment!" The sharp-tongued woman retorted to Ruth with a barrage of words, her tone softening only slightly when she saw Wang Xiaoyin's strikingly handsome face.
"Heh, no need for your words. I could tell he was Young Master Huang the moment he walked in!" Wang Xiaoyin's anger subsided, and he chuckled maliciously.
Fei Fei finally understood the meaning behind Wang Xiaoyin's words and burst out laughing. Ruth's laughter was exaggerated; she lay prone on the bed, her tight hospital gown unable to support her large breasts, causing a button to pop out, revealing a patch of snow-white, tender breasts that made the men present dizzy.
The gaunt man was most sensitive about being called sallow-faced. Hearing Wang Xiaoyin's mockery, he instantly flew into a rage, cursing, "You're asking for death!" With that, he turned and lunged at Wang Xiaoyin.
Wang Xiaoyin threw the clothes he was holding to Ruth, raised his leg to meet the sallow-faced man's palms, and was about to kick his wrist when the gaunt man smirked. Maintaining his speed, he drew his left hand in a downward arc to the left, encircling Wang Xiaoyin's right leg, while his right palm accelerated, striking straight at his face. If this palm struck, there would be no chance of survival.
Wang Xiaoyin thought to himself that this man was ruthless and vicious, resorting to murder at the slightest provocation, and this skill seemed very familiar—"Tang Clan's Moon-Embracing Hand!"
Just as the palm was about to reach his face, Wang Xiaoyin's hand moved, gently meeting the gaunt youth's fierce palm. The two palms met, and the gaunt youth groaned in pain, staggering back two or three steps, clutching his bleeding right hand and angrily saying, "You're playing dirty tricks?"
"Hehe, using the Tang Clan's Moon-Grasping Hand doesn't seem very honorable!" Wang Xiaoyin chuckled, playing with the throwing knife in his hand, continuing, "Besides, you're not a member of your Tang Clan. Using this palm technique recklessly, if the Tang Clan's enforcers find out, hehe, that hehe!"
Wang Xiaoyin continued his sinister laugh, making the gaunt man break out in a cold sweat.

(Volume 2, Chapter 13: Behind the Scenes,
Wan Juan Bookstore Update Time: 9-22 4:50:51, Chapter Word Count: 8876)

The Tang Clan's enforcers, to put it bluntly, are the Tang Clan's arbitrators, possessing the power of supervision and enforcement, punishing those who violate the clan rules and misuse forbidden martial arts techniques. Other ancient martial arts families and sects have similar departments, which together form the largest civilian arbitration organization for ancient martial arts—the Xuanwu Alliance.
Hearing Wang Xiaoyin's threatening laugh and hearing him describe the martial arts he used, the thin young man surnamed Huang's face darkened further. His bodyguard immediately released Jin Gang, anxiously protecting his front, glaring fiercely at Wang Xiaoyin.
Seeing the thin young man's hand injured and bleeding, the sharp-mouthed woman panicked: "Oh dear, your bodyguard is too rude! Our young master Huang is just visiting Miss Su, is it necessary to hurt someone? I'm calling the police, yes, I have to call the police!"
"Shut up, my business is none of your concern!" The thin young man was unmoved, frightening the sharp-mouthed woman into immediately shutting up, her pleading eyes glancing towards Su Feifei.
Sophie, her face stern, ignored the pleading look from the woman with the pointed beak. Her beautiful eyes darted around, finally settling on her newly bought clothes, as if she'd discovered a secret: "Wow, clothes are made of cloth! Wow, cloth is made of thread! The pants have two loops..." She successfully distanced herself from the situation, fiddling with the clothes with great interest.
The gaunt young man, his hair standing on end in anger, continued to roar, "State your sect! I challenge you to a duel!"
Wang Xiaoyin suddenly felt sorry for the guy in front of him; not only was his appearance problematic, but his mind seemed to be astray as well. Duels were a rule in martial arts families and ancient sects, usually reserved for extremely deep-seated grudges, with the duel taking place in the presence of both families or highly respected witnesses. If one party died, the other's family was forbidden from seeking revenge.
Wang Xiaoyin wasn't afraid of the Huang family or the Tang Sect; he was confident he could handle this guy—a martial arts practitioner who had just reached the second level of internal energy. But now, was it worth risking his life for such a trivial matter? So he smiled, a smile that captivated many women. Some of the nurses watching the commotion at the door screamed, "So handsome!"
"I don't belong to any sect, and I don't want to duel with you. I'm just a bodyguard now, performing my routine duties. If you don't leave, I can use this!" Wang Xiaoyin brandished the gun in his hand.
"Hmph, coward! Don't think you're the only one with a gun; we have them too!" The gaunt man sneered, and he and his men simultaneously drew their pistols, five dark muzzles pointing at Wang Xiaoyin.
Just as tensions were about to rise, an exaggerated scream came from outside the door: "Wow, a gunfight movie? Are they filming? Hey, isn't that Weasel? When did you become interested in filming? This looks like fun!" A girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old skipped and hopped into the ward, wearing a pale yellow short dress that cheerfully revealed her long, fair legs and arms. Two strange pigtails stuck out on her head, somewhat resembling dragon horns, and her hair, dyed a light blue without a healthy sheen, was clearly recently dyed. It was perfectly paired with light blue soft-soled sandals, creating a simple and bright color scheme.
Upon hearing this voice, the thin man froze, a smile of both fear and helplessness spreading across his face—a smile that was probably uglier than crying. "Uh, hehe, it's my cousin. My name is Huang Shuliang, not Weasel. Could you please be clearer next time?" he subtly expressed his dissatisfaction.
"Weasel! What do you mean by that? My future major is journalism, do you think I can't speak clearly? No, I need to go back and ask Mom, Dad, and Grandpa. Uh, I should call my aunt first and see if she can understand me." The blue-haired girl took out her phone and started pressing buttons, seemingly looking for a number.
"No, no, cousin, it's my fault. Please don't tell anyone about today..." Huang Shuliang pleaded hastily, but dared not snatch the phone. He could only wave his hand back and forth to block her view, not daring to touch her, looking very embarrassed. The four bodyguards beside him were also very afraid of her, having already put away their guns and retreated to a corner without making a sound. One of the quick-witted bodyguards quietly closed the ward door, keeping the nurses outside, to prevent his young master from being too humiliated.
When Wang Xiaoyin first saw her blue hair, she thought she was one of the Blue Demons, but it turned out to be Tang Beibei again. She really was everywhere. So she was from the Tang family. Wang Xiaoyin scratched her head, unsure whether to feel relieved or helpless, and gave a classic wry smile.
Tang Beibei dodged and weaved, like teasing a child, pretending to make a phone call. Huang Shuliang knew in his heart that if you stopped, she would call and complain without hesitation, and she wasn't joking. Only when she bumped into Wang Xiaoyin did she stop her antics, slowly raising her head and exclaiming with delight, "Wow, it's you! That's great! Do you think my newly dyed hair looks pretty? Isn't it the same color as yours? Also, why didn't you come to find me? Sister Wenwen almost scolded me to death, saying I'm forgetful and forgot to ask for your contact information. Tell me your phone number!"
Wang Xiaoyin cursed Tang Beibei inwardly for having a brain fart and poor eyesight. How could she only see a living person like this now? And what she said was incoherent; her newly dyed hair wasn't pretty at all, far worse than the Blue Demons' hair! Who knows where you live! The moment they met, he brought up Xiao Wen. Who exactly is she? When did he meet her? He has so many women to meet; if he gave them all their phone numbers, he wouldn't have time to do anything all day—just answering calls would kill him. So, he calmly, almost coldly, said, "No phone!"
"I don't believe you!" She was startled for a moment, but quickly regained her frantic composure, pointing at one of Huang Shuliang's bodyguards, "You, give me your phone!"
The bodyguard was taken aback, frantically pulling out his phone and handing it to Tang Beibei, reciting the number. Tang Beibei handed the stolen phone to Wang Xiaoyin, smiling, "Now you have one
, right?" "I don't use things other men have used!" Wang Xiaoyin secretly wiped away sweat, finally finding a lame excuse.
"Oh, is that so!" Tang Beibei was surprised again, but quickly regained her composure, took out her blue phone, and handed it to Wang Xiaoyin without hesitation. "Use mine, just switch the SIM card..."
At the crucial moment, Wang Xiaoyin's phone rang. Tang Beibei's delicate face changed several times, and her bright eyes seemed to gather mist. Everyone else held their breath, watching to see how Wang Xiaoyin would handle the situation.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoyin didn't even look at Tang Beibei and directly took out his phone to answer.
"Oh, Linlin, your information network is quite good. Don't worry, I'm fine..."
Tang Beibei pouted and jumped up to grab the phone, saying in a very aggrieved and hurt tone, "Let me listen, let me talk to her, I know her. Let me say a few words!"
Wang Xiaoyin didn't care whether she knew her or not. He looked down at her and pressed her head down hard. Tang Beibei didn't give in and struggled to jump up. Wang Xiaoyin pressed her down again, a bit like playing basketball. The others were stunned. Huang Shuliang was both impressed and envious, but his hatred for Wang Xiaoyin had not diminished at all, and he was even more jealous.
The woman on the phone asked, "Brother Xiaoyin, it sounds noisy on your end... um... it sounds like Tang Beibei's voice. Humph, I was just about to call her, let her answer the phone."
Tang Beibei happily answered the phone, about to speak, when she unexpectedly heard a roar from the other end: "Tang Beibei, you're always bothering Brother Xiaoyin! The Tang Clan's assassin almost killed him yesterday, what do you want?"
Already feeling wronged, Tang Beibei, hearing the harsh complaint on the phone, finally burst into tears, crying, "I... I don't care about the Tang Clan's affairs, I don't care about any of this! Why are you getting angry at me? Waaah, I'm not talking to you anymore, bye!" She angrily turned off her phone, intending to throw it at Wang Xiaoyin, but suddenly remembered something. She dialed her own number on his phone and got his number, then a look of joy appeared on her face. "Hehe, finally I have an explanation for Sister Wenwen!"
Wang Xiaoyin took the phone, looking at her still-wet tears, feeling quite sorry for her. Clearly, Qiu Linlin had used her as a punching bag and scolded her. Compared to Tang Beibei, he felt Qiu Linlin was more troublesome, after all, she was his friend's fiancée, and her concern for him went beyond friendship.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Huang Shuliang quickly whispered, "Cousin, can I leave now?"
"Get lost! If you dare say I'm not fluent again, I'll make you pay! I'll sue you to the end!" She rubbed her red eyes, typing a text message on her phone.
Huang Shuliang then said to Su Feifei, "Feifei, I'm leaving now, I'll come see you again tonight!"
"You should have left a long time ago, you'd better not come!" Su Feifei breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing he was leaving, but remained cold and firm, leaving no room for negotiation; it seemed she had harbored resentment for a long time.
Huang Shuliang shook his head, shrugged nonchalantly, and left with his men.
Tang Beibei finished sending the text message, her eyes dry, like June rain—coming and going quickly. She blinked, as if seeing something new. Sure enough, she rushed to Su Feifei's bedside and exclaimed, "Wow, aren't you...that...that...female singer? And my senior! I'm a third-year student at Tianze Academy now, and I'll be entering university this summer!" She called out for a while but couldn't recall Su Feifei's name. It seemed that in this city full of female stars, a third-rate star couldn't possibly attract attention.
Su Feifei seemed to be very averse to strangers, perhaps even shunning those close to the Huang family, or perhaps she was angry that she couldn't remember her name. She coldly said, "It's a pity I'm graduating this summer!"
"Oh, that's a pity! Can you sign this for me?" Tang Beibei magically produced a notebook filled with the signatures of many celebrities, many of whom were far more famous than Su Feifei.
Less famous celebrities were always happy to sign autographs. Su Feifei's expression improved slightly, but she seemed inclined to see her out. She was always averse to strangers, especially men.
"Oh, so your name is Su Feifei! Hehe, I finally remember!" Tang Beibei exclaimed suddenly, looking at the delicate signature on the notebook.
The others nearby all had black lines appearing on their foreheads. Did you really remember that?
Just then, someone knocked on the door, calling out Wang Xiaoyin's name before leaving, insisting he answer the phone.
Wang Xiaoyin ignored her, released Jin Gang's pressure points, and lay weakly on the hospital bed, sighing, "What a troublesome thing!"
Jin Gang stretched his limbs, dejectedly saying, "Boss, I'm sorry, my martial arts are too weak, and I couldn't help. Once I've mastered martial arts, I'll definitely beat them up!"
"Hehe, let nature take its course!" Wang Xiaoyin hadn't placed much expectation on him anyway; his talk of taking them as servants was just casual talk. He had been drifting through life in various cities, living in a state of confusion and indulgence. He had no goals in life; if he had one, it was to unravel the mystery of his origins. He stared at the black ring on his left ring finger, his deep eyes filled with sorrow. It was the only thing his parents had left him, at least that's what his master, who had taken him in from the deep mountains, said.
However, his words, "Let nature take its course," sent King Kong into a state of enlightenment, his power about to break through his current stage.
"Wow, what beautiful clothes! They must be very expensive! Versace, Chanel? Triumph? Could they be fakes?" After her initial surprise, Ruth asked again. She knew the prices of these brand-name clothes very well; if they were genuine, the total price would definitely exceed a bodyguard's annual salary. The reason she questioned them, rather than directly denying them, was mainly because Wang Xiaoyin's identity was highly suspicious; his demeanor and eyes were definitely not those of a bodyguard under supervision.
"Oh yeah, clever Ruth guessed right again! I can't hide anything from your beautiful eyes! That's right, all these things were bought from a street stall; not only were they cheap, but they were also buy-one-get-one-free!" Wang Xiaoyin teased in his strange English accent, making it impossible to tell whether he was telling the truth or not.
Su Feifei retorted, "Hmph, since it's a street vendor item, it should be very cheap. Here's 200 yuan, that should be enough!"
Wang Xiaoyin almost fainted from laughing so hard she couldn't catch her breath. She had underestimated the price of the nearly 200,000 yuan item by 1,000 times. The money was a small matter, but the problem was that if Mo Xin found out, she would definitely send someone to arrest her.
"What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?" Su Feifei's face flushed red as she glared fiercely at Wang Xiaoyin, who was laughing wildly.
"No, no, what I meant was, you guessed right, it's that price! You women are naturally sensitive angels, nothing can escape your intelligent eyes."
"Lies!" the two women whispered. It seemed that neither of the women was stupid or dumb; they could naturally tell the quality of the items, but for some reason, they didn't want to say it outright. It wasn't
until the two women pulled out their sexy, ultra-thin lingerie that the mesh-like openwork made their hearts race and brought different smiles to their faces, but they both chose to remain silent and took the clothes to the bathroom.
When the two women came out, Wang Xiaoyin's eyes lit up, and he habitually yelled, his lecherous tone full of menace, "Is the size right?"
"You pervert!" Su Feifei, her face full of joy, spat out a blushing laugh and turned to pack her things. She was very surprised by Wang Xiaoyin's taste; the lingerie he had chosen not only had a color she liked, but the size was also better than what she had chosen, and it was more comfortable.
Ruth boldly kissed him, laughing, "Great, it feels amazing!" Her enormous E-cup breasts didn't detract from her beauty at all; paired with her extremely pert and plump buttocks, her feminine allure and sensuality were perfectly unified.
Wang Xiaoyin pondered the deeper meaning behind her words, which sounded like the first words some women utter after a frenzied scream in bed. His hands followed his imagination, caressing her large breasts, his warm palms circling and caressing the nipples, while his other hand gently kneaded her snowy buttocks.
"You..." Ruth was startled, pushing his hands away and retreating rapidly, a blush rising on her cheeks. This expression didn't seem feigned; it seemed like the intense resistance of a young girl experiencing first love when faced with something beyond her psychological limits.
Wang Xiaoyin was also taken aback, not only by his own loss of composure but also by the speed at which Ruth retreated—more than ten times faster than him. There was still a lingering doubt. Ruth often struck seductive poses, and even a light touch or caress wouldn't bother her, but when he only slightly crossed her lines and gave her a few suggestive squeezes, why did she resist so much? Was she still a virgin? He shook his head, banishing the thought of doubting his own judgment from his chaotic mind.
"What's wrong with you two?" Sophie noticed something amiss and stopped to ask.
"Nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable. I'm going to the restroom to adjust." Ruth gave Wang Xiaoyin a sharp glare, then her face lit up with a charming smile as she turned and left. She did indeed notice something wrong with her bra. Her nipples, instantly engorged with blood, seemed to be bursting through the soft silk, and the silk was tightly gripping her sensitive areas, sending strange sensations through her body, like being held in a lover's mouth, being sucked tightly.
"Oh, damn God, it's like this!" Ruth finally discovered a little trick to sexy lingerie, and she was certain that such an exquisite design couldn't be bought at a street stall. "Hehe, but what an interesting little guy! So lewd!"
Wang Xiaoyin turned around and saw King Kong's unusual expression. He sat cross-legged in the corner of the room, his hands forming strange hand seals. With each change of the seals, a faint golden light appeared on his face. A solemn and dignified expression replaced his simple and dull demeanor
. His body was as steady as a mountain, and the golden light grew stronger, gradually enveloping his entire body. The hand seals also became faster and faster. Wang Xiaoyin felt somewhat oppressed, and the blue hair on her head became restless. She took a few steps back to calm her dancing blue hair.
Su Feifei exclaimed, "Ah, what's wrong with you?"
Ruth, hearing her shout, rushed out, but upon seeing the golden light, she retreated into the bathroom in fear and tightly closed the door. "Damn it, there's a Buddha's light. Just like holy light, it's annoying!"
Wang Xiaoyin glanced suspiciously at the bathroom where Ruth was hiding and told Su Feifei to be quiet. He explained, "Shh, keep your voice down. King Kong is breaking through his current level of skill. If he succeeds, you'll have another mid-level martial arts practitioner as a bodyguard, which will greatly increase your safety." "
Mid-level? What level is that? Is he as strong as a black belt in karate or taekwondo?" Sophie stared at him curiously and asked in a low voice.
"Hehe, ancient martial arts practitioners are divided into 9 levels: 1-3 are the initial level, 4-6 are the intermediate level, and 7-9 are the advanced level. If one breaks through to the advanced level, one can enter the Profound Realm, becoming a Profound-level master. They can manipulate the elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth in the world. Although they cannot fly or summon wind and rain, they possess countless mysterious skills and are impervious to ghosts and gods... However, Profound-level masters are very rare; only sect elders or leaders can reach this level. As for the so-called black belt, that's just a term used by modern martial artists. If they don't know internal energy, they probably can't even beat a beginner ancient martial artist."
"Oh," Su Feifei nodded as if she understood, but her attitude was much more respectful, clearly stunned by this extraordinary sight. "So, what level have you reached?"
"Me? My internal energy is currently at the fourth level. I'll reach that level after passing the Vajra Technique. Hou Ci is probably already at the ninth level."
"Oh? Oh!" She clearly didn't expect Hou Ci to have the highest martial arts skill. She was both surprised and disdainful, her expression a strange mix.
Huang Shuliang made a phone call as soon as he left the hospital.
"Hey, Brother Ye, this is Huang Shuliang. What kind of work are your men doing? Didn't I say I just needed to scare her a little? Why did you send her to the hospital?"
"Hmph, Brother Huang, your information is too outdated! Last night it wasn't my men at all, but Tang Clan assassins. Two assassins died, and the identities of the bodies have probably already been determined by the police. Moreover, Tian Dun Bodyguard Company arrived at the scene first, and their criminal investigation speed is always faster than the police. They probably even found out the mastermind. You know, in Coral Country, there are not many people who can use the power of the Tang Clan, and one of them is your mother. I've long heard that the actresses you keep all end up in terrible situations, so it turns out..."
Huang Shuliang couldn't hear what was being said on the phone anymore. He hung up the phone, his face pale, and found himself sitting in the car.
"Go home!" he ordered weakly and hoarsely.
The driver didn't hear him clearly and asked tentatively, "Which home?"
"Go back to my mother's home!" The voice was even softer and weaker, sounding like someone facing imminent disaster. This time, the driver really didn't hear him at all. He hesitated, opening his mouth as if to ask again.
The sharp-tongued woman next to Huang Shuliang heard this and hurriedly shouted to the driver, "Go back to *** home!" ^-^! !
Huang Shuliang rolled his eyes helplessly, wanting to slap her out of the car, but then he thought that she didn't mean to curse him, so he let it go, grunted, and closed his eyes.

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