Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 23

Chapter 45 ◆ Pearl of the Orient (Part 2)

The young, handsome man was carrying white roses, Aunt Jiu's favorite; he must have come for her. Was he trying to woo Aunt Jiu? Who was he?

Judging from his practiced manner, it was clearly not his first visit. Seeing Aunt Jiu's parents happily welcoming him in and warmly greeting him, I learned his name was Gu Yiming, a senior employee at Aunt Jiu's father's company, the head manager of the expansion department. He seemed to be highly regarded and favored by the elders. But when the elders introduced the young man to Aunt Jiu, who had just come downstairs, I felt a sudden, inexplicable sour feeling, quite uncomfortable. At the same time, I noticed the elders mentioning that "Mr. Gu graduated from Oxford University, majoring in management..." I immediately became wary; the lesson of Ma Jiaju was too profound. Could he also have ulterior motives?

The elders invited Gu Yiming to join them for breakfast, and he didn't stand on ceremony. It seemed he and the elders were very familiar, not just a typical superior-subordinate relationship.

Meanwhile, on Chu Ling's side, the Chu family's servants were clearly familiar with the visitors, even opening the car door for them with great respect.

Chu Ling and Chu Feng, who had just gotten up and were still in their pajamas, came downstairs. Upon seeing the leader of the group of visitors, they immediately rushed into his arms, calling out, "Uncle Xin!" I then realized he was Chu Ling's uncle.

"Ling'er, Feng'er, why are you home so soon? Why not stay at the hospital a few more days?"

"Uncle Xin, my brother and I feel safer at home, so..."

"Oh! That's true, that's true..." But I sensed that Uncle Xin's expression was extremely unnatural, even somewhat disoriented, his eyes frequently glancing at a burly man who looked like a bodyguard beside him. I immediately sensed something was wrong. It seemed this man who looked like a bodyguard wasn't just a bodyguard, but possibly the real leader of this group, and even Chu Ling's Uncle Xin seemed to be wary of him and obeyed his orders.

The burly man handed a document to Chu Ling's Uncle Xin, while giving him a look that seemed to signal him to proceed with the original plan as soon as possible.

Sure enough, Uncle Xin pushed Chu Ling away, stammering as if unsure how to begin, "Ling'er... now that your... parents are gone, I'm your only family left. You trust your Uncle Xin, right?"

"Uncle Xin! Of course we trust you, why ask?" Chu Ling asked, puzzled.

"That's good. Leave the company matters to me, okay?"

"Okay." "

Here's a... document for you to sign."

"What is it?"

"A plan for our company's development in mainland China, something your father planned a long time ago."

"Then Uncle Xin can do it; there's no need to ask my opinion." Chu Ling was a little confused.

Wait a minute! It wasn't a development plan at all, but an English document stating that Chu Ling and her siblings, overwhelmed with grief over their parents' murder, wanted to leave Hong Kong, this place of sorrow, and "voluntarily" relinquished all ownership rights to the Chu family's assets. The so-called mainland development plan was just a smokescreen, leaving only the signature area visible. Hmph! I never imagined that Chu Ling's own uncle would try to seize his nephew's inheritance while his brother and sister-in-law's bodies were still warm, and with such despicable means. Could Chu Ling's parents' murder be related to him...?

No! I have to stop them. So I immediately sent a telepathic message to Chu Ling: "Chu Ling! Don't be afraid! I'm the one who rescued you from the pirates..." Chu Ling was startled, and I quickly added: "Don't panic! What your uncle gave you wasn't some mainland development plan, but a 'voluntary agreement' for you and your siblings to give up your inheritance. I suspect he's involved in your parents' deaths..." Before I could finish speaking, Chu Ling had already snatched the plan and was reading it.

I immediately knew things were going badly. Chu Ling's actions were tantamount to alerting the enemy and forcing them to commit a violent act. As expected, Chu Ling immediately recognized the carefully crafted "plan" after a careful examination. Before even finishing reading it, she angrily shouted, "Uncle Xin! Is this your plan? My parents, your brother and sister-in-law, is this how you treat them? And your younger relatives? Why? Ah—what are you going to do?"

With screams, Chu Ling and her brother were restrained, each with a sharp knife pressed against their neck—a fruit knife from Chu Ling's fruit stand. Although not a professionally made weapon, the sharp blade and point were enough to kill in the hands of these clearly skilled individuals.

"Let us go! You robbers!" Chu Ling slammed the folder into Chu Xin's face. At that moment, Chu Ling must have regretted her recklessness.

"Miss Chu!" The burly man at the head of the group tore off his mask of obsequiousness, his eyes narrowed as if he were looking at a butterfly pinned to a wall. He sneered as he stepped forward, saying, "You're too clever! You and your brother could have left this world without pain, but now don't blame us for making you suffer."

One of the men pulled a steel wire from his watch, looped it around Chu Feng's neck, and gradually tightened it.

"Ah! Let go of my brother! If you have a problem, come at me! Don't hurt my brother!!" Chu Ling cried out urgently.

"Then sign this document first." The leader tapped the scattered documents on the ground with his footsteps.

"Okay! I'll sign—" Chu Ling, tears streaming down her face, knelt on the ground and crawled forward.

"No! Sister—" Chu Feng was already unable to make a sound, his eyes about to roll back.

"No! I'll sign! Let go of my brother..." Chu Ling, no longer caring about the many lecherous gazes fixed on her panties peeking out from under her pajamas, took the pen and signed her name.

"Please! Don't hurt them, you promised me!" Chu Xin pleaded, almost kneeling down.

The leader didn't even glance at Chu Xin, glancing smugly at the document before saying with satisfaction, "Very good! You're very cooperative, so you'll suffer less." He then leered and lifted Chu Ling's chin, his malicious intent written

all over his face. People nearby were already drooling and leering.

Chu Xin finally knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly, pleading, "Please! Spare my family! The Chu Corporation has already been transferred to your name, please spare us..." Before he could finish, he was punched unconscious, and the leader's reply was no longer audible: "Only after all of your Chu family members have disappeared from this world will all of the Chu Corporation's assets truly be ours."

I found it strange that he used "ours" instead of "mine," clearly indicating he belonged to some organization.

Four pairs of lecherous hands began tearing at Chu Ling's pajamas and panties, while the guy holding Chu Feng also began to exert force, but suddenly his entire body became immobile.

"No—" Chu Ling struggled and cried out, "God! Save me—" She had already taken her survival at sea as divine intervention.

"Heh! Even if you call on God, it's no use... Ah..." At this moment, all the villains involuntarily stopped their evil deeds, unable to exert any strength, and collapsed outwards together.

I transmitted my voice to Chu Ling again: "I am not a god. I have subdued these guys. I suspect they are likely from the Japanese Black Dragon Society, and you are not their only target. Your uncle probably knows everything, including your family's encounter with pirates at sea. Go ask him. As for these people, I want them to disappear forever, without a trace."

"Thank you! You saved my Chu family." Chu Ling said gratefully, tears streaming down her face, while covering herself with her pajamas.

Chu Feng, who had just caught his breath, stared blankly at his sister talking to thin air. Just two seconds ago, the wire around his neck had strangely snapped on its own.

Then I told Chu Ling that I had subdued everyone outside, including those keeping watch by the roadside. If she didn't want to see a bloody scene, she should quickly go upstairs with her brother and uncle. As for the maid who had been knocked unconscious, I would help wake her up.

Then, Chu Ling and Chu Feng helped the still unconscious Chu Xin upstairs.

I wasn't sure if they were from the Black Dragon Society, but based on their actions, I already considered them to be treated the same way.

The next moment, these thugs were in extreme pain, unable to speak or move, as I gradually separated and evaporated the water from their bodies.

When their bodies—no, it should be said, their shells—were reduced to less than a tenth of their original weight, they began to decompose and

turn to ash .

Finally, with the flow of air, the twelve people vanished from this world forever. If there is any evidence that they truly existed, it is that those luxury cars are still parked in the yard.

By the time all the servants "naturally" regained consciousness, I had learned from Chu Xin's tearful account that Chu Xin had accumulated a mountain of debt due to gambling. Some time ago, the creditors wanted to help Chu Xin seize his elder brother's business. Initially, he disagreed, but the creditors kidnapped his wife and son, forcing him to comply. This led to the incident where Chu Ling's family encountered pirates (hired by the creditors) at sea. A few days ago, they had forced him to sign documents transferring the Chu family business. Knowing that Chu Ling and her siblings had returned, they then forced Chu Xin to trick them into signing a property relinquishment document.

Chu Xin knelt before his nephews, sobbing uncontrollably, begging for forgiveness.

"Ruilong! Come out!" Zhenni called from outside the door.

I knew Zhou Huimin had refused, but I didn't feel disappointed. I could still remain calm and composed even with such a beautiful star; it seems I've really changed a lot.

I opened the door and said, "Darling! I have to go, I have things to do."

"Ah! So soon?" Zhenni hugged me.

"Yes!" I kissed her, holding her tightly and caressing her. I really didn't know when I'd see her again.

After a while, seeing we weren't separated, Zhou Huimin finally couldn't help but say, "Excuse me, um... I... thank you! Mr. Hua. Thank you for saving me last night..."

"It's nothing, just a small favor." I thought to myself, even if you weren't Zhenni's close friend, I would still play the hero for you because you're a beautiful woman, especially since you're a big star.

Meanwhile, Chu Ling was somewhat forgiving her Uncle Xin. After all, her uncle had been forced into it, but her parents were dead, and she would never forgive his gambling addiction. Therefore, she hoped Chu Xin would never appear in Chu Ling's sight again. At the same time, she also learned from her uncle's description that these greedy and murderous bastards seemed to have some connection with Japan, which she learned by a very coincidental circumstance.

Aunt Jiu's coldness towards the handsome man delighted me.

"I don't know how to thank you enough," Zhou Huimin said.

"No need! You're Jenny's friend, which means you're my friend too. Friends don't need to thank each other! If you really want to thank me, just sign my autograph. I'm a big fan of yours!" I looked at myself; besides shorts, I really didn't have anything to sign.

But Huimin looked at my body and seemed a little embarrassed. She lowered her head, her face turning slightly red, probably thinking about how the three of us were in one bed last night…

Ugh! Aren't you tempting me like this? Even with my strong self-control, seeing such a girlish demeanor, I couldn't help but be moved, especially by my favorite star! Thinking back to last night, she unconsciously sucked on my penis… Oh! My baby's getting hard.

I quickly turned to the side, covering the "tent" that was forming.

But all of this couldn't escape the notice of the sensitive Zhou Huimin, whose face flushed even more. She was wearing Jenny Tseng's pajamas, looking incredibly alluring. Jenny Tseng's pajamas were always sexy, either low-cut and see-through or super short and fashionable. Actually, no matter how much she wore, even if she was dressed conservatively, under my X-ray vision, everything was still clearly visible.

What to do? My darling was tempted; it would be so uncomfortable to remain in this stalemate. Should I go for it?

I…

forget it! To hell with all that nonsense about a gentleman not taking advantage of someone in distress! All I knew now was that I couldn't mistreat my precious darling. First come, first served; if I didn't seize this opportunity, would I regret it later?

Having resolved my inner conflict, I finally freed myself from moral constraints. I wasn't one to follow the rules after all.

In the midst of these thoughts, the "aphrodisiac" had automatically activated.

I took Jenny's hand and led her forward to Huimin, pointing to my muscular chest. "Sign here!" I said.

"Okay! What should I use?" Huimin, her face flushed, asked sweetly, all traces of the previous night's resentment and bitterness gone.

Jenny took a lipstick and handed it to Huimin, saying, "Use this." Her playful and agreeable expression was evident on her face.

As Zhou Huimin shyly reached for my autograph on her chest, I took the opportunity to gently wrap my arms around her slender waist. The instant touch sent a powerful sensation through her, making her tremble and feel a tingling sensation throughout her body. She let out a soft moan, "You..." Her breath quickened, and she began to pant, her heart pounding.

This was intentional; my hands, imbued with half-strength "aphrodisiac," naturally made her lose control, her desire burning fiercely.

Just two seconds later, I brought her to a small climax, her mysterious and beautiful breasts instantly becoming wet, and there was a hint that she was about to lose control.

She tried her best to conceal it, but her tightly closed legs couldn't suppress the intense, alluring desire that kept building on her face.

I pressed my advantage, pulling her into a tight embrace, actually using sixty percent of my desire to arouse her, kneading her soft breasts to break down her last line of defense.

"Ah..." Huimin's voice, though soft, came from the depths of her heart, from her very soul. An intense pleasure and stimulation enveloped her, shaking her to her core.

Just three seconds later, her low moans transformed into soaring high notes, echoing throughout the small building, proving she had the power to hold her upcoming solo concert.

The result was: two beauties sharing my pleasure, boundless joy and bliss, a love so sweet it rivaled even the immortals, beauty enough to satisfy even the most discerning palate.

Without experiencing this captivating beauty with these two enchanting women, one cannot truly understand the ultimate in romance, the boundless beauty of spring, or the meaning of being human.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Huimin, the reigning queen of the "Jade Girl" world, was so uninhibited in bed, so passionately entwined, like a wanton woman confined to her chambers, or even a born harlot, rivaling Jenny Tseng in their ecstasy and pushing pleasure to its extreme.

While the "aphrodisiac" undoubtedly played a role, bringing them, especially their "Jade Stream Spring Cave," to a realm of unprecedented pleasure—the shock, the excitement, the comfort, and the soul-stirring ecstasy—made them willing to lose themselves in pleasure again and again, awakened by the sensations, exhausting all their energy, even their lives.

But how could I be so foolish as to prioritize the present over the past? So, after they each experienced five orgasms, I quietly withdrew the "aphrodisiac" and continuously helped them relax and improve their circulation, mitigating the damage caused by our physical differences. Therefore, they are currently enjoying their ninth and tenth orgasms.

However, even without the "aphrodisiac," their pleasure remains undiminished.

It's all the baby's fault!

Actually, it was perfectly reasonable. Imagine two beautiful, alluring women, admired by thousands, swaying and thrusting their jade-like buttocks before me, displaying their fiery passion and captivating charm. How could I possibly cut corners or be half-hearted?

By noon, they were completely lost in ecstasy, no longer conscious, and I finally stopped. But our battlefield had shifted from the third-floor bedroom to the first-floor living room. We tried countless different positions, and I don't know how many times my "treasure" entered and exited their bodies.

All I know is that my erect penis caused the Filipino maid, who came up to cover two naked beauties—one lying on the sofa, the other slumped on the dining table—to blush with embarrassment, her legs tightly pressed together, subtly wriggling.

I decided to go all the way, to be thoroughly amorous, and grabbed her, easily taking her without any resistance.

During this time, when Chu Ling asked me what to do next, I telepathically told her that she should find a lawyer as soon as possible to settle the inheritance of her parents' estate, lest things get complicated and she regret it later. Of course, she also needed to ensure her own safety. If she could find out the mastermind and identity of the treacherous person, that would be best; then either she or I could deal with them. I believe that with the Chu family's current wealth, they are not easy to bully.

If not, I would ask Jin Gang and the others to protect her and her brother.

As for the handsome Gu Yiming, who was visiting Aunt Jiu's house, he only stayed for half an hour. After receiving a phone call, he hurriedly said goodbye and left. It turned out that the call was to ask him to check the area around the Chu family mansion to see why there was still no news from the Jia Hu Group.

I was finally certain that he was not a good person. Judging from their methods, they resembled Japanese organizations, especially the Black Dragon Society. It was very likely that they were the Black Dragon Society's Hong Kong branch. Although they were very careful in their communications, using only the local language, how could I miss such clues?

So, after my ruthless actions, he was in a car accident, struck from the side by a truck. Three of his ribs were broken instantly, piercing his internal organs. This guy, whose original name I don't know, was vomiting blood and suffering terribly. He was already dead when the ambulance arrived.

My purpose in doing this was to let Aunt Jiu's parents know that the person they liked had been in a car accident, not that he had disappeared. A brief moment of regret is better than prolonged worry. At the same time, I thought about the groups of Japanese I had killed. Many of them were likely like Gu Yiming. In other words, I had unintentionally thwarted many of the Black Dragon Society's plans to seize assets in Taiwan, especially the hostage I rescued from their headquarters. I believe they must hate me to death.

Also: starting at eight o'clock, there were Hong Kong Royal Police officers conducting spot checks on the main roads outside the Repulse Bay villa area. They only checked people entering, not taking anything out of the house. This was clearly a measure to protect the wealthy, and it started because of me last night. There were photos of King Kong and his gang, as well as a portrait of "me," in the police cars. In another villa, the man in his forties was harassing and molesting a girl who appeared to be his daughter, around eleven or twelve years old. When the woman discovered this, she flew into a rage. It turned out the little girl was the woman's adopted child, brought into the wealthy family, and had long suffered from her stepfather's advances. The timid woman usually turned a blind eye, but this time, her words provoked the man's fury. His bestial nature overwhelmed him, and in front of his stepdaughter, he stripped her mother naked (she had a rather nice figure, with a well-developed bust and a smooth genital area, just like her father used to). The man, who was dealing with Yu Jiao and Yu Zhi (only without genital and nipple rings), pinned them to the table and began to have sex with them. After a while, he released the woman and grabbed his stepdaughter, who was standing there stunned. He kissed her while tearing off her clothes, completely ignoring her tears and pleas. Just as she was about to be violated, I intervened. The man screamed and collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest. I then whispered to the naked woman, "Your husband is having a heart attack. Why aren't you calling an ambulance?" While the naked woman was still in shock and fear, I withdrew my senses.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, at the table where the passionate battle had taken place not long ago, I was having lunch with a pair of beautiful women, which was also breakfast. A pretty Filipino maid was serving us.

After my lovemaking and special care, the two beauties looked radiant and incredibly sexy and charming. Their fiery gazes and intensely seductive expressions, coupled with my unrestrained teasing, made them even more charming and vulnerable. When they protested coquettishly, my bones melted.

Although the food wasn't top-notch (their cooking), I ate with great relish.

But an annoying phone call interrupted our intimate moment. It turned out the crew of "The Greed of Man" was looking for Vivian Chow. They hadn't been able to reach her all morning, and finally, through a friend, they tried calling Jenny Tseng's house, as Jenny was one of Vivian's few close friends.

Vivian Chow repeatedly apologized, "I'm so sorry!! I drank last night and overslept today..."

But that wasn't all! We even had a passionate lovemaking session.

Meeting my teasing gaze, Vivian's pretty face flushed again. Now she seemed to have completely shaken off last night's sadness.

Then Vivian quickly finished the last of her food, rushing off to filming, because she rarely missed a date. It's clear that despite being a big star, she remains humble, without any airs, maintaining a peaceful heart.

Jenny asked me to escort her in her car, worried that Huimin wouldn't be able to concentrate on driving. I guess she was thinking of others based on her own situation (haha). Besides, she had a company meeting at 2:30 PM about expanding the mainland cosmetics market.

Of course, I couldn't refuse, and I certainly wouldn't. With a beautiful car and a pretty woman by my side, I'd be full of energy. I was just worried about a police check, since I didn't have a driver's license, and people without ID cards are always a target.

But I'm confident in my abilities, fearless, especially after what happened at "Tianhe" and last night. I'm confident the world is my oyster.

So, we set off. But I was a little confused. Why didn't they ask if I had a driver's license? Huimin is one thing, but doesn't Jenny know me well enough? Has she forgotten I'm only ten years old?

It wasn't until the car left the garage that Huimin asked if I had a license. Haha! Isn't that too late?

"Of course! Hehe..." I slammed on the gas, and the car sped out of the gate and onto the main road. My movements were practiced and my driving skills were superb, as if I were a professional stunt performer. I glanced at Huimin with a smug look, then brazenly stared at her exposed legs, like a lecherous wolf, thinking: "Jenny's dress really suits you! Curvy and alluring, both sexy and pleasing to the eye."

Huimin blushed under my gaze, completely at a loss for words. Her shy appearance was nothing like the passionate embrace we had just shared. In fact, in my eyes, she was practically naked, especially since every inch of her skin had been intimately caressed and explored by me.

I reached out my left hand (Hong Kong is a right-hand drive region) and gently stroked her thigh. She immediately trembled, grabbing my hand and trying to pull it away from her legs, but she was no match for my strength. After several attempts, she finally gave up and allowed me to take liberties with her. I went even further, touching and pinching her all over, as if the morning's relentless demands weren't enough.

"Please...don't...do this...uh..." Huimin struggled to endure my teasing; her damp panties clearly showed that her body had become extremely sensitive after a morning of sex, enough to make her overflow with desire within seconds without any aphrodisiacs.

"Ah! There's a checkpoint ahead, let me go!" Huimin cried out.

Of course, I knew, and even knew better than her, that the police only checked oncoming vehicles and wouldn't pay attention to cars leaving Repulse Bay. But I didn't point it out; instead, I rubbed and kneaded her even more vigorously.

"Please! Let me go..." Huimin tried to push my hands away, but to no avail.

At the police checkpoint, I even slowed down, making Huimin so ashamed that she could only cover her face. Two seconds later, I felt my fingers become even wetter; she had actually climaxed.

"You bad boy!" Huimin's face was flushed, and she was panting heavily.

"Hehe...exciting, isn't it?"

"You're such a bad guy! A big pervert! No! A big pervert!!"

"So, this big pervert made you climax? Look!" I put my fingers close to her face; they were all wet.

Huimin's face turned even redder, and she didn't dare look at me. I mischievously put my fingers under her nose, letting her smell my own scent. If I hadn't respected her feelings, I think I would have made her suck them clean.

I never truly considered her my woman!

"How old are you, Ruilong?" She was finally able to have a proper conversation with me.

"Eighteen." Zhenni hadn't told her much.

"What are you doing now?"

"Studying."

"Oh, do you want to make a name for yourself in the entertainment industry?"

"No, I'm not interested in that."

"Then what are you interested in?"

"I don't know yet, I think I'll find out when the time comes." Yeah, right now I just want to go to Japan and cause a ruckus, as for the future... we'll see.

"I think you're interested in beautiful women." Huimin rolled her eyes at me, seemingly admiring my sexual prowess.

"Maybe."

"How did you meet Zhenni? Your ages..."

It seems Zhenni keeps my secrets very private, not even a word to her best friends. "It was a moonlit night..." I recounted what happened between Zhenni and me in the pond, but concealed the location (Huajia Villa in Taipei).

"Oh! Zhenni is too much! She didn't tell me she had a little lover like you, making me worry about her being single! I'll punish her severely one day..."

Ugh! Jenny only recognized me this morning. Later, when we were making love, she kept pinching me secretly. After I made you lose consciousness the first time, she acted coquettishly towards me, vigorously waving my big treasure and sucking it hard, almost making me lose my erection. Luckily, my treasure is powerful enough to completely subdue her, and she finally submitted to my big treasure and dared not do anything else. "She's afraid you'll laugh at her! We're so different ages..."

"Forget it! It doesn't matter! As long as you two love each other, oh?! I remember Jenny's godson is also named Hua Ruilong! I heard she's only ten years old, and with you..." Huimin looked at me strangely.

"Oh! I've also heard Jenny mention that she has a godson named Hua Ruilong. I think maybe that's why Jenny accepted me!"

"Hmm! Maybe! I'll definitely 'interrogate' her properly another day to see how many secrets she still has to me."

"Do you have secrets from her?"

"You... good! You two are really in love, favoring her." Huimin pretended to be angry.

Hehe! She was actually a little jealous. "I've been good to you too! I even drove you to work." Just then, I saw a middle-aged man in a Rolls-Royce not far ahead, his large penis exposed outside his pants being sucked by two voluptuous, sexy women.

Jealousy surged within me. Before Huimin could even react with a coquettish complaint, I grabbed her neck and slammed her head against my crotch. With a soft "ooh," Huimin's face made intimate contact with my penis through my pants. Although it wasn't erect, its size was considerable, letting her experience its grandeur.

Immediately afterward, my hand on the steering wheel pulled down my pants, and only after I pulled out my penis did Huimin come to her senses. It was too late for her to struggle or refuse. The strong, familiar masculine scent and intense heat instantly overwhelmed her. The shock and pleasure this large thing brought her were too deeply ingrained in her memory, and she had tasted its power that morning. There was a scene where she and Zhenni were vying for attention with my penis, a scene I remember vividly.

But in his heart he thought: Although you (the man in the Rolls-Royce) have more women than me right now, mine are of higher quality and more famous. I'm not just an ordinary pretty face; I'm a man's dream girl—a superstar. Even if her figure isn't as hot as yours, I have two more outstanding women in Shanghai. Just thinking about that night at the San De Hotel, having sex with sixteen top beauties, I feel I have no regrets in this life. Besides, my strong, young man is far superior to your short, old penis, so I have no reason to be jealous of you.

Uh… that feels so good!

I didn't expect Huimin, who looks so innocent, to be so good at sucking and teasing. But if I hadn't completely dominated her all morning, I don't think I would have let her suck and tease my man so easily in this environment. Hmm…

especially when overtaking or being overtaken by someone else, and the driver sees a seemingly beautiful woman in my car doing something between my legs, and everyone knows what we're doing, the thrill and smugness I feel is indescribable.

Finally, when we stopped at a red light, a school bus carrying students was parked next to us. This immediately drew curious, downcast gazes from the children on board, who chattered and whispered amongst themselves. Huimin quickly realized her surroundings, but she was too embarrassed to look up and could only silently endure my darling's mischief, her face burning. It wasn't until the light turned green that the teacher on the bus noticed and hurriedly tried to cover the children's eyes, telling them not to look. But she couldn't keep everyone away, and the children became even more curious. I, however, waved triumphantly at them, and a surge of heat shot out.

I never expected to have an orgasm under such circumstances! It released all the joy I'd had that morning, and it felt incredibly good!

I also never expected Huimin to slowly swallow it all, allowing me to once again appreciate her gentleness, affection, and understanding (she was worried about getting my pants dirty), which deeply moved me.

When she finally looked up, her face was flushed, as if she'd been drunk the night before. She was alluring, yet also gagged uncontrollably; clearly, she'd never swallowed a man's semen before, and the taste was overwhelming. Perhaps this was her first time experiencing this in a car.

Just as I pulled up my pants, another police checkpoint appeared ahead, this time targeting my destination. Around the bend uphill was Hong Kong's largest film set, funded by several film companies and available for rent to anyone. Hui-min had told me it could accommodate 38 film crews simultaneously without any interference, indicating its massive scale.

As soon as I stopped, the policeman said, "Sir! Please show your driver's license and ID." When he saw Zhou Hui-min beside me, he exclaimed, "Ah! Miss Zhou, it's you!" This immediately attracted the attention of the other officers.

Immediately, people asked for autographs, which Hui-min, still basking in the afterglow of her performance, obliged. I noticed their guestbook was already filled with celebrity signatures, making the purpose of setting up the checkpoint here quite obvious. They seemed to have forgotten about asking for my driver's license. Just

as I breathed a sigh of relief, a bespectacled policeman suddenly called out to me again, "Sir! Your driver's license and ID card!"

Damn! This guy's really troublesome. Just as I was about to retaliate with my eyes, I noticed a truck slowly approaching from behind. Besides four men, it also carried AK-47s, Black Star pistols, and several grenades. Judging from their accented speech, they were from mainland China; I immediately realized they were members of the "Big Circle" gang. Apparently, they were planning to rob a jewelry store today, but unfortunately, they'd chosen a bad day and gotten caught up in my scheme. They were incredibly nervous, but now that they were in the police's sights, they couldn't turn back.

I smiled and said, "Officer, the truck behind you has Big Circle members with heavy weaponry. Be careful."

The suspicious policeman looked at me, then at the truck. One of the officers, his hand on his holster, cautiously approached the truck.

The man in the truck immediately realized the police had spotted them. Feeling guilty, he instinctively pulled out his AK-47, stuck it out the window, and unleashed a hail of bullets at the police. His companion tried to stop him, but it was too late; he joined in, pulling out his AK-47 and firing back.

Fortunately, the policeman was well-trained and prepared, quickly jumping aside to avoid the deadly bullets, though he was still shot in the leg. The other policemen quickly sought cover; their firepower was no match for the AK-47s, which were said to be able to hit people hiding behind gasoline drums.

I quickly took the opportunity to drive away from the gunfight.

It seemed that wherever I went, death followed! Even after

we drove out of the area where we couldn't hear the gunfire anymore, Huimin was still shaken. "That scared me to death!" she said.

"Don't be afraid! It's alright now!" I reassured her.

"How did you know there were gangsters in that car, and that they had guns?"

"Because I have special abilities! Hehe!" I said smugly, but it sounded like complete nonsense.

Huimin shook her head, saying helplessly, "I really can't do anything with you." It showed she didn't want to dwell on this matter that had frightened her so much, but then she suddenly asked, "You took down six thugs last night?"

“Yes! With one powerful Vajra Finger, one Foshan Shadowless Kick, and then a night of spring rain and wind, they’ll all be down.” I said more playfully.

“Alright! Stop joking. Sigh—what about you and Sister Ni?”

“Her? She doesn’t want to marry me, she just wants to maintain the status quo, and I can’t do anything about it.” I said insincerely.

“I’ll talk to her again… Okay, I’m here, park the car over there.” Huimin pointed to the big building in front of me.

I was immediately attracted by the huge cluster of buildings in front of me. At this moment, seven film crews were busy inside. Many of the faces were familiar to me from Hong Kong films and television dramas, such as Cheng Kui-an (Big Fool), Stephen Chow, Ng Man-tat, Shi Xiaolong, Elvis Tsui, Lau Ching-wan, Adam Cheng, Loletta Lee, Wong Jing, etc. Wait, isn’t that Lin Li-hui next to Wong Jing? She really came to Hong Kong. I saw Wong Jing giving Li-hui acting instructions, so she had obviously gotten a role. I didn’t expect that she had only been in Hong Kong for a few days and had already gained the appreciation of the film company so quickly? I was really happy for her.

But… the script Wong Jing was holding was titled *Sex and Zen II: The Jade Maiden's Heart Sutra*, isn't that a Category III film? I've seen *Sex and Zen*, and it's even in my collection. It seems Lin Li-hui really has taken on a Category III film project. My nonsense at the San De Hotel that day actually came true. Sigh—I wonder if she was influenced by my words. If so, then…

Zhou Hui-hui had just gotten out of the car when several staff members immediately came up to welcome Hui-min inside, so busy she didn't even have time to greet me. I understand; it's good for her. At least tomorrow's tabloids won't have any scandals about her.

I locked the car door and headed towards Li-hui.

The makeup artist and costume designer were doing period costumes for her and Li Li-zhen.

Li-hui looked much more flamboyant and alluring!

She's filming now. Should I go find her? Will going to her cause her trouble?

Over there, after applying light makeup, Zhou Huimin's youthful passion faded, revealing her pure, elegant, and charming appearance once again. After the director explained the requirements, filming began with Lau Ching-wan in a simulated residential room. The scene involved Zhou Huimin's character, a girl who, due to excessive frugality, ate expired food and became ill, requiring Lau Ching-wan's character to take her to the hospital.

Meanwhile, Li Hui and Li Lizhen, their skirts partially exposed, were performing a mock intimate scene on a bed, including a passionate kissing scene.

After two more retakes and improvements, the director was finally satisfied.

Since it went relatively smoothly, it was decided to film another, more passionate scene an hour later, likely involving one man and two women in bed. This provided some downtime, but while most of the crew was busy preparing for the next scene, the lead actors, Li Lizhen and Li Hui, were quite relaxed.

Another interesting film crew was Stephen Chow's "Fight Back to School," where Chow, disguised as a student, tricks a female teacher into going home, and he and Ng Man-tat, disguised as the father, are putting on a farcical comedy.

But then I noticed two police cars pull up. The lead car had a female officer inside, as beautiful and capable as Shi Shengnan, dressed in casual clothes (denim), which accentuated her equally perfect and alluring figure. The difference was that this officer was mixed-race, with flowing, slightly blonde hair—a beauty who combined the best of both East and West. Unfortunately, her beauty wasn't displayed on the glittering catwalk. She was there to see me! Clearly, it was for the two gangsters who had slipped through the net, because sitting next to her was the bespectacled policeman who had asked me for my driver's license and ID.

As I channeled my inner energy, the beautiful policewoman's tire blew out, forcing her to turn off the engine. As she angrily slammed her hand on the steering wheel, my (English) voice transmission rang in her ear: "Hello! Beautiful policewoman, are you here to see me?"

The policewoman jumped in surprise, immediately looking around to see who was speaking to her.

"No need to look around. I know why you're here. I don't want you bothering me. I'm the one who blew out your tire. I want you to get into your colleague's car and leave immediately, and don't bother my friends again, or I won't be polite." I wasn't threatening her. If it hadn't been the beautiful policewoman, I might have let them get into an accident for no reason. It was their own fault for not handling things properly; it wasn't my job as a "helpful citizen" to clean up their mess.

"Who are you?" the mixed-race policewoman asked in English.

"Who are you talking to?" the policeman next to her asked curiously.

"I can only tell you that your raid today was entirely because of me. So just believe me, I am fully capable of confronting your entire police force, even the British army. So don't get involved. Those unfortunate gangsters are just scapegoats to divert my attention. Of course, stopping them and maintaining Hong Kong's stability is your main task. As for me, I'm just a passerby, I'll be leaving Hong Kong soon, and I won't pose any threat to Hong Kong unless someone else does. So don't disrupt this peace. That's my advice!"

"I think it's you threatening me. I'm not afraid of anyone's threats," the policewoman shouted.

"Really?" My inner energy had already transformed into the shape of my hand, gently flicking her nipple twice, just like that, through the void, through the glass, and through her t-shirt and bra.

She jumped up in fright, tightly covering her breasts with both hands, but the annoying, embarrassing itching sensation still tugged at her heartstrings, impossible to resist. The people sitting next to her were also confused, inexplicably tense, probably thinking they had encountered something unclean.

The beautiful mixed-race policewoman stubbornly insisted, "I'm not afraid of you! I don't care what you are."

"Stubborn as ever! Fine then!" I coerced her by conjuring up my precious "air gun" again, and without any warning or provocation, thrust it directly into her flower path, chuckling, "Are you satisfied now?" I thrust hard a few times.

She immediately screamed, "A ghost!" (in Cantonese) and swiftly opened the car door, running back the way she came.

The other police officers had no choice but to follow, and those in the know immediately informed the uninformed, making them run just as fast as the policewoman.

Actually, I think the policewoman wasn't running away because she was afraid of me, but rather because she was helpless against this humiliating and coercive teasing, and could only stay far away.

"Thanks! The two gangsters you wanted to catch are hiding in..." This time I also used Cantonese, telling her in detail where the two gangsters were hiding, ostensibly to repay her "favor."

"Sorry! You can't come in." The crew of *Sex and Zen II* blocked my way as soon as I tried to enter.

"Oh! I'm looking for a friend. I heard she's filming here, so I came to see her. Hi! Li Hui! I'm here!" I called out to Lin Li Hui as soon as I saw her, the last part in Mandarin.

Lin Li Hui turned around at the sound of my voice, paused for a moment, then immediately rushed over with a smile, exclaiming, "Ah! What are you doing here? Haha!!"

"I'm here for tourism. I heard you were in Hong Kong filming here, so I rushed over immediately, and sure enough, I found you! Oh! That's great! You look so beautiful." Her dress was neat, but her allure remained undiminished.

"Yes! I'm so happy too!" Li Hui grabbed my arm, jumping and laughing excitedly, tears welling in her eyes. But her womanly nature made her keep asking questions: "Did you come alone? How are you? How are the others? I'm starting to miss them, and my mom and dad. I'm doing fine here..."

But I could tell she hadn't had a good time these past few days, which explained her sudden excitement at seeing me, an acquaintance from Taiwan (she didn't even know my real name). "How are you? Are you playing the lead role?" I asked, knowing the answer already.

"Yes! I'm one of the lead actresses in this film!" Li Hui said proudly, seemingly very satisfied, even though it was a Category III film.

"That's wonderful! I'm so happy for you." I tried my best to avoid asking about the film's title and plot.

"Who's this?" A fat man wearing wire-rimmed glasses suddenly appeared next to Li Hui.

I knew he was producer Wong Jing, the guy who made Category III films. Don't let his wire-rimmed glasses fool you; he might look refined, but actually… sigh! Never mind, I'm not really in a position to criticize him. I'm even worse than him, otherwise I wouldn't have collected so many of his works. "Ah! You're Wong Jing, right? I admire you so much! Please sign my autograph." I pretended to be polite, but couldn't find anything suitable for him to sign.

Unexpectedly, this fat guy started scribbling all over my shirt, making me so angry I almost wanted to punch him, but I held back. I simply said, "Li Hui! Why don't you sign my autograph too!" I snatched the pen and handed it to him.

"Wrong! Her current stage name is Shu Qi!" the fat guy corrected me smugly.

Ugh! She really is using the stage name I gave her! But it's actually a nice-sounding and easy-to-remember name; it should be helpful for her future.

"Producer, he's the one who gave me this stage name!" Now it was Li Hui's turn—no! It was Shu Qi who corrected him.

Haha! So satisfying! Thinking of how she sucked my "treasure," and how unrestrained she was when she rode on top of me and I rode her—it was so exhilarating! Unforgettable! It feels like it just happened.

"Oh? Is that so? What's your surname, sir?" Wang Jing started to really pay attention to me.

"My name is Lin Hongfei." I didn't have the flattery he wanted, nor did I intend to get close to him in order to get a small role and become famous.

"Mr. Lin, would you like to develop in the entertainment industry?" It seems he also discovered my potential to become an idol superstar.

"Not at the moment, I want to wait until I graduate from university!" As I lied, I noticed that Shu Qi's gaze was different, because what I had told her before was very different, but she wouldn't be foolish enough to expose me.

"Oh! That's such a pity! If Mr. Lin is willing to join my company, I'd like to cast you in the next 'Sex and Zen 3,' or even write a script specifically for you. What do you think? The pay is quite substantial." It seems he really wants to make me famous, to use me as his cash cow.

"Hmm... let me think about it some more!" I stalled.

"Let me know when you've made up your mind, okay?"

"Okay!" I replied dismissively.

"Alright! Shuqi, show your friend around, let her get familiar with the atmosphere and operations here."

"Okay!"

Then, Shuqi showed me around, showing me how the film crew shoots.

When we reached a quieter, less crowded spot, Shuqi suddenly grabbed my hand and darted into a nearby room filled with various props and items—it looked like a makeshift storage room. She brought me here for a reason!

Sure enough, her passionate kiss landed on my lips, and she embraced me warmly, as if she wanted to squeeze into my arms, as if only then could she express her longing and infatuation for me. She was still dressed in ancient costume, the sheer gauze revealing only a delicate bodice beneath, making her appear like a beautiful young woman from ancient times, ready to embrace me.

But I didn't respond with the fervor and passion she expected.

"What's wrong? Don't you like me anymore? Or..." Shuqi's mood instantly sombered, tears welling in her eyes, threatening to spill over.

"No! I never meant to look down on anyone (except the Japanese), including you. I just can't quite adjust to your changes, I want to see you more... Hmm! I see clearly now, no matter how you change, you're still my Lihui!" I returned her kiss passionately. Having just recovered from Zhou Huimin's passionate embrace, I didn't need another passionate encounter, but to avoid hurting her feelings, and besides, it wasn't painful, so why not?

I temporarily forgot my previous pleasure, focusing solely on bringing Lihui to the peak of ecstasy.

Lihui's initiative and enthusiasm immediately distinguished Taiwanese women from women from other places; she greatly satisfied my masculine pride and enjoyment.

Just as my darling was about to erupt with passion, unable to withstand her passionate oral service, a woman approached from outside the door—it was Li Lizhen.

It turned out she carried cigarettes and was looking for a quiet place to smoke, probably not wanting to be seen. I really don't understand; isn't it normal for women to smoke these days? Is there any need to hide?

Now she's also found this room, and the worst part is that the door lock is on the outside, impossible to lock from the inside, and I can only watch her approach and push the door open (actually, I could easily prevent her from getting in, but I'm secretly hoping for something).

Meanwhile, on the police side, under the female inspector's leadership, the operation to arrest the gangsters was nearing its end. Two gangsters—one dead (a suicide attempt while hiding in the sewage pipes) and one injured—were being taken to the hospital.

As expected, when Li Lizhen saw a standing man, naked from the waist down, being performed oral sex on by a woman dressed very familiarly, but whose lower garments were completely removed, she couldn't help but gasp. She quickly covered her mouth, clearly not wanting to disturb others and embarrass herself and others.

This noise was enough for Li Hui to notice something amiss and snap out of her daze. She immediately pulled out my penis and, before Li Lizhen could turn and run away, rushed forward, still naked from the waist down, and grabbed the fleeing Li Lizhen, urgently shouting to me, "Hurry and help! Don't let her get away!"

Heh! I'm a master of mischief, of course I wouldn't let such an opportunity pass, especially since I had something to rely on.

While I took over and held Li Lizhen, Li Hui went to close the door. This time, she even found something to prop it open, no longer afraid of uninvited guests.

"Let me go! Shuqi, I won't tell anyone about what happened between you. Ah..." Li Lizhen was flustered and embarrassed, because my hard penis was pressing against her buttocks, not behaving itself.

Li Hui chuckled and said, "I'm sorry! Sister Zhen, it's fate, there's nothing I can do. Only this way can I be at ease. Now I can only apologize to you first." As she spoke, she knelt down in front of Li Lizhen. Before Li Lizhen could understand Li Hui's intentions, my thick, long penis, which had passed between Li Lizhen's legs, was taken by Li Hui's hands and put back into her mouth, allowing me to resume my pleasure.

At this moment, of course, I couldn't ejaculate too early. I suppressed the impending climax and the urge to release, and used "male supremacy techniques" to reduce the heat and passion of my penis, but the pleasure did not diminish at all, it only increased my endurance. At the same time, I secretly used aphrodisiacs—my hands, my embrace, and even my "big treasure"—to attack Li Lizhen, treating her like I treated Zhou Huimin, hoping to finish her off in the shortest time possible to avoid alarming more people or even being accused of "rape."

The effect was obvious, working every time. In just five seconds, Li Lizhen went from struggling and resisting to giving up and enjoying the stimulation (from my caresses and kneading).

In the final, passionate embrace, her thin veil and bodice had fallen away, leaving only her stunningly beautiful body.

Li Hui wasn't idle below either; while busy swallowing and sucking, she untied Lizhen's skirt and veil, which slipped down one by one, until even her "ancient underpants" suffered the same fate, completely exposing the voluptuous beauty of this Category III star. This satisfied the desires I had while watching her videos, making me incredibly proud and happy.

Oh—so good!

Because Li Hui was gripping my large penis with one hand, violently rubbing it against Li Zhen's buttocks and vulva, while the other hand was kneading and manipulating Li Zhen's labia, not even sparing her clitoris. Of course, the head of my penis was still in Li Hui's mouth, only occasionally letting go to lick and suck Li Zhen's nectar. Li Zhen also took the opportunity to constantly twist and sway her waist, pressing down and squeezing. Therefore, my penis was warm and wet from beginning to end, with two kinds of liquid on it, and more and more of it was coming out.

Suddenly, Li Hui spat out her treasure, grabbed the head of the big thing, and started pushing and thrusting it upwards. I immediately cooperated, slightly lowering my body, and with Li Hui's support, I carved out territory and advanced into the heart of the matter, unstoppable and unstoppable.

When I finally reached the core, I realized it was actually quite "small," but the crowding made me feel very comfortable.

Li Zhen could only moan and groan.

When we adjusted, the frenzied passion only made Li Hui envious and itchy, but she couldn't get a single taste. Hehe! Who's to blame? You gave it away so easily, you only have yourself to blame, who can you blame?

Li Hui was so anxious that she circled around us, looking for an opportunity, clinging to us.

Finally, she pressed against my back, squeezing and kneading her breasts forcefully, as if she were hungry and wanton. Perhaps this was the effect of the slight "aphrodisiac" from when I was sucking on the big thing earlier.

Now I was sandwiched in the middle like a sandwich, but I handled it with ease. I grabbed Lizhen's legs and started walking around. Because we weren't face-to-face, although she bent her legs and gripped my buttocks, her upper body lacked support. She only managed to hug my neck a few times before bending towards the ground due to the uncomfortable position and lack of strength. This was the result of my deliberate actions; I wanted to see her crawl on the ground with her hands, her jade-like buttocks being thrust into me as I walked—a pleasure beyond measure!

Carrying a bundle and pushing a cart, we traveled the world. The scenery was boundless, even immortals and gods envied us.

After changing positions several times, Lizhen, in her ecstasy, gradually became unable to bear the pleasure, and Lihui could no longer resist, forcefully taking me away. Her wild and bold actions would shame even the most lewd woman.

Finally, when two peach blossoms bloomed side by side, two female protagonists were being searched for by staff.

Unable to find them, they came here.

Chapter 45 ◆ Pearl of the Orient (Part 2)

I knew the good thing was about to end.

Alas! Gazing at the intense allure of those two exquisite buttocks before me, only my hands and my "big treasure" truly understood their charm and the boundless stimulation and pleasure they brought. I wondered when we could meet again, reclaiming this paradise.

So I cherished the moment even more, unleashing the full power and speed of my "big treasure," moving like a lightning-fast superhero, thrusting left and right—perhaps only Lu Liu could see my every move. My hands greedily claimed every inch of their smooth, tender skin.

The two beauties became even more wanton and seductive, swaying and thrusting their buttocks, displaying the boundless hospitality and tireless passion of their enchanting paradise. "

Okay," the guy outside pushed, then, more forcefully, after a few tries, waking the two leading ladies and confirming that someone was indeed inside. He asked, "Is anyone inside? Is it Miss Li? Or Shu Qi? We're about to film!" Then he pressed his ear against the door to listen.

The two women panicked for a moment, but when they saw the huge, familiar, and beloved treasure lying before them, they immediately calmed down and replied, "Okay!" Lizhen added, "I'll be right out after I finish this cigarette, very quickly!" Then she and Shuqi, who was secretly laughing, began to lick and suck the large treasure in front of them.

In less than a second, they understood that what was in front of them was enough for them to share without causing any trouble.

So they divided the work and cooperated to quickly clean off the filth and stench, but they still lingered and wandered around with relish. It wasn't

until the person outside the door became impatient and couldn't help but knock again that the two women got up reluctantly, and my treasure was quickly attacked a few more times.

The two women used their seductive and coquettish eyes to signal me to dress them, while they used their free hands to take advantage of me all over, and of course, my hands weren't exactly well-behaved either.

After we finished cleaning up the "evidence" on the ground and checked that our clothes were back to normal, the annoying guy outside knocked on the door for the tenth time.

The door opened, and two smiling women threw away their cigarette butts and stepped out, while the guy curiously peeked in, presumably to find out what he was curious about and guessed.

How could I let him have his way? The "male supremacy yanggong" emitted a chilling aura, like a cold wind blowing from hell, making his scalp tingle and causing him to shiver involuntarily. Terrified, he could no longer care about satisfying his curiosity, and his face turned pale as he ran away, almost like a character from a cartoon walking through a wall. I believe that soon, the ghost stories about Li Lizhen and Shu Qi will be all over the place, but what does it matter? Maybe it will even help them become famous or even more famous.

At this time, Zhou Huimin had also finished filming her scenes for the day and was looking around in front of Zhen Ni's car. It turned out that I had the car keys. She had already declined several enthusiastic invitations, especially Liu Qingyun's eagerness.

"Wait for me?" I said with a grin.

Zhou Huimin waited until the people around her had moved away before giving me a coquettish glare.

This time, she insisted on driving, probably to avoid the embarrassing incident that had happened on the way here and not give me a chance.

But she was too naive. I took the opportunity to use my free hands to touch her legs, and even more outrageously, I went for a double penetration, openly attacking her breasts. There was a unique thrill and a sense of triumph, but the aftermath was a near-accident. Fortunately, while I was being shameless, I didn't neglect driving safety.

The coquettish reproaches and pleas for mercy only made me more smug and unrestrained.

Only when the traffic gradually increased and the speed slowed down did I release the already teased Huimin and properly appreciate the prosperity of Kowloon and the beauty of Hong Kong Island across the water.

Only then did I truly have the mood to appreciate and enjoy the scenery of Hong Kong.

Hui-min acted as a free tour guide, explaining things along the way. While not witty or eloquent, she made sure I, a passerby, understood everything clearly and thoroughly, a far cry from my previous childish visits to Hong Kong focused solely on food and play.

Hong Kong comprises Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, the New Territories, Lantau Island, and numerous islands, covering a total area of 1098 square kilometers. The largest district is the New Territories, essentially Hong Kong's suburbs, but the most famous areas include Mong Kok, Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui, and Kowloon Tong. Other notable areas include Yuen Long, Tuen Mun, Tsuen Wan, and Sha Tin. Kowloon is known for Kowloon City, Kwun Tong, Tseung Kwan O, Sha Tau Kok, Sai Kung, and Clear Water Bay, where my aunt lives. On Hong Kong Island, the most famous areas are Sai Wan, Central (where I both sabotaged and rescued two beauties last night), Aberdeen, North Point, Chai Wan, Happy Valley, and Repulse Bay, where I had my fun last night and this morning. As for Lantau Island, the more famous spots include Tai O, Shek Pik, and Mui Wo, but I'll have to visit those places another time.

Mong Kok, frequently featured in Hong Kong movies and television, has Ladies' Market (*), Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui, and Kowloon City, all specializing in women's goods

. However, the most fun

, vibrant, and fashionable area is Causeway Bay on Hong Kong Island. Causeway Bay boasts the largest, most comprehensive, and most luxurious shopping and entertainment complexes in Hong Kong, including Times Square, World Trade Centre, Lee Gardens, and Lee Theatre. Representing Hong Kong's fashion scene, it's a place where beautiful women, handsome men, and the wealthy spend lavishly, and of course, ordinary people and tourists also love to visit (even just to look around). The surrounding open-air markets like Jardine's Bazaar sell mass-market clothing and trendy accessories, forming a new fashion force alongside Kimberley Street, Paterson Street, and Sharp Street, further solidifying Causeway Bay as a trendy shopping destination.

What frustrates me is the abundance of Japanese department stores (like Sogo) and shopping and entertainment venues run by Japanese companies (like Kimberley Centre), which often attract stylish young men and women from Hong Kong. Seeing their eagerness to embrace Japanese culture makes me angry and frustrated. Don't they know (or have forgotten) the suffering their ancestors endured during the Japanese occupation of Hong Kong? The Japanese ambition for the whole of Asia and even the world remains undiminished, and they are truly putting their ambitions into practice, both in Taiwan and Hong Kong. My intuition tells me that what happened to Chu Ling's family is definitely related to the Japanese, and their methods are exactly the same as those used against my Hua family.

I will not let them have their way.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought," Hui Min asked.

“Nothing much. Hong Kong truly lives up to its name as the Pearl of the Orient; its prosperity and vibrancy are incomparable to Taipei. But looking at the busy people outside the car, I wonder what they're busy with? What they're thinking? Are they happy?” I tried to make conversation, though it seemed I'd asked similar questions somewhere before.

Huimin smiled wryly and said, “I never knew you were thinking about such profound questions. Please forgive me, I can't answer.” Her smile faded, and she became serious, saying, “Right now, I can't even handle my own affairs.

” Not knowing how to comfort or console her, I simply avoided the unpleasant topic and asked, “What are we doing here?” I noticed the car had stopped in front of a high-end Japanese boutique, and a valet was waiting.

“I'll dress you up nicely for a party!” Huimin said mysteriously.

Actually, I already knew she'd received a call inviting her to a party before filming, at some club. I hadn't expected her to take me along; she probably wanted me to meet some celebrities, which would probably help my future career. I never imagined she could be so kind, warm-hearted, and affectionate. She's truly a rare and wonderful woman. Any man who could spend his life with her should be grateful and happy. Sigh… “Oh, okay!” I couldn't bear to disappoint her. “But could we go to this one? I think that one looks nice; let's go there.”

“Don't you dislike Japanese goods and Japanese people?” Huimin saw right through me.

“I guess so!”

“Alright then, but it's a pity. This shop represents the latest Japanese fashion and top-tier luxury goods; not everyone can afford it…” Seeing my expression turning cold, Huimin swallowed her words.

Of course, I wouldn't give her a hard time. For her, Japan was a tourist paradise, a shopping haven, and a great place to relax every year. After all, she was a beloved public figure, always surrounded by admirers, so naturally she wouldn't be discriminated against by the Japanese (at least not on the surface). She knew very little about the ruthlessness and viciousness of the Japanese, so I didn't blame her. But I didn't need to hide my attitude towards the Japanese. I said, "Every yen Japan gains adds to their arrogance and ambition. Perhaps you think I'm exaggerating. Fine, let me ask you this: what if the Japanese want the Diaoyu Islands? What do you suggest?" Seeing her inability to answer, I continued, "You might say, 'Let them take them. It's just a deserted island, why bother?'" Seeing that she had no objection, I knew she agreed with this assessment. I said angrily, "Fine, then next time they'll want Hong Kong, or even you..."

"Let them die!" Huimin finally said resolutely.

"That's too late. Because during the Diaoyu Islands protection movement, we lost the islands because of the lack of resolute and full support from Chinese people like you. So why should others sacrifice their lives to protect you when it's your turn to lose Hong Kong and be trampled upon?" I shook my head and sighed.

Zhou Huimin wasn't stupid; she understood the meaning behind my words. Her pretty face flushed red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at me. Yes, if the enemy's ambitions and evil intentions are not suppressed at the beginning, it may develop into serious consequences like Japan's invasion of China and occupation of Asia during World War II. This is because Japan was not stopped when it occupied Northeast China, or even earlier (during the Eight-Nation Alliance) and when the Seven Nations invaded and partitioned China, which ultimately led to eight years of bloody resistance, sixteen years of occupation and enslavement (and even more for Taiwan), and countless deaths and property losses. Whose fault is it?

I think that in addition to the Japanese factor, there are also problems with the Chinese themselves (disunity, infighting, especially the cowardice and incompetence of those in power, and their struggle for power and profit). Of course, Britain, Russia, France, Germany, Italy, the United States, and Australia also made mistakes. Tragically, no one is willing to admit these mistakes to this day; they only cover them up, embellish them, or even beautify them. Even defeated Japan is unwilling to admit its errors, because many countries that committed atrocities with them not only escaped punishment but became even stronger and more prosperous. Therefore, the Japanese only want to admit that in the later stages of World War II, fortune abandoned their favor, causing them to lose the war, rather than that justice triumphed over evil—a rhetoric that can only deceive ignorant children. Justice exists only in stories and legal codes, to entertain people and as a tool for the ruled to fool and control them.

"Let's go! This is the shop." I told Huimin to drive the car forward, leaving the valet parking attendant bewildered.

When Huimin, wearing sunglasses, took my arm and entered the European-style clothing boutique, she said sweetly, "Although the clothes sold in this shop are all in the most fashionable European style, they are mostly aimed at older people..." It seemed she wanted to save face.

"Well, since we're here, let's take a look!" Actually, it wasn't as Huimin described. The European style was actually more vibrant and bold for women, while the men's were more dignified and elegant, but the workmanship was exquisite, especially the embroidered edges and patterns, all hand-sewn stitch by stitch. Traditional yet incredibly varied, it suited all ages. This shop not only had French romance, British gentlemanly style, Italian coolness, but also American sexiness—it represented the essence of Europe and America. I had already spotted several pieces I liked.

Strangely, there were very few customers.

Huimin, however, wasn't surprised. As soon as she entered, she whispered to me, "The clothes here are very expensive. You can choose first; I'm going to the restroom." She then quickly left.

I chuckled inwardly and began to look around, strolling along.

At that moment, there were only three customers in the large shop, excluding me. One of them, an old man, seemed unusual to me—wise and capable yet kind and amiable. He resembled my grandfather, only my grandfather was older and thinner, and less energetic. He was also choosing an evening gown, probably for some party.

Meanwhile, Huimin, who was using the restroom, though her posture was less than ideal, still looked much better than the man, especially a beautiful woman using the toilet…

Suddenly, a scream of surprise immediately caught my attention. It turned out that a wooden pillar behind the old man—or rather, an African totem carving, which was only used as decoration in the shop—had lost its balance and was falling towards him, about to hit him on the head. The female shop assistant serving him was frozen in shock, but the scream had come from her.

Although I was ten meters away, and everything happened so suddenly and quickly, it seemed to me as slow as a tortoise crawling. So, without being seen, I appeared beside the carving in time, caught it, and prevented a potential tragedy.

As a result, the old man and the shop manager thanked me profusely and both insisted on giving me a set of clothes.

I didn't refuse, so when Huimin came out, I already had two free evening gowns, one for a man and one for a woman, perfectly suited for both of us.

The old man only told me his surname was Dong, and that he was there to prepare for tonight's party; he didn't usually pay much attention to his clothes.

This piqued my interest in the party he was attending, but I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so I didn't press the matter. Besides, Huimin was out, and I didn't want anyone to know that the big star Zhou Huimin was entering and leaving a store with a mysterious man; that would be bad for her. Even if we went to the party together tonight, I would try to keep my distance from her to avoid affecting her career.

So, after giving him some suggestions on the clothes he had chosen, I made an excuse to go to the restroom, deliberately avoiding the chance of Zhou Huimin being recognized.

"You've already picked out your clothes? So fast? And two sets at that?" Huimin couldn't help but ask curiously as we walked out of the store.

"Someone gave them to me, haha!"

"Who?"

"A friend."

"Is it a woman?"

"Yes!"

"Are they pretty?" She seemed a little jealous.

"Is there anyone prettier than you? Hehe! Just kidding! It was a gift from an old man. I saved him when you went to the restroom, and he gave me these clothes as a way of thanking me." Then he briefly recounted the situation, without mentioning any of my special abilities.

"Ah! Does the evening gown you picked out for me fit me?"

"Of course it fits! Don't I know your curves and every inch of your skin? Hehe." As I spoke, I gave her a lecherous look, gazing at her almost naked body, making her so embarrassed that she punched me repeatedly.

Then we found a place to have dinner first, because the cocktail party was just a club for people to gather and chat, not a restaurant for eating and drinking, and besides, there was still some time before then.

By this time, the sun had set.

We were in xxxxxx, here xxx (the part about xxx needs to be found in Hong Kong information, which I couldn't find at the moment).

Knowing that Jenny would be coming over soon, we happily ate and chatted.

Suddenly, I noticed Sang Yue appearing in my detection range in a taxi. Strangely, her attire was odd: a blonde wig, casual glasses, a pink tight mini skirt revealing her beautiful legs, and ankle boots—a European beauty's outfit, exuding an indescribable allure and charm with every move.

What was she doing here? On an assassination mission?

Impossible! She wasn't carrying any weapons.

Coming to see me? Even more impossible! How would she know I was here? I haven't sensed anyone following me within my perception range.

So what was she doing? Why dressed like that?

Closer and closer.

The taxi stopped in front of a French restaurant. After paying, Sang Yue found a quiet corner.

She ordered foie gras, steak, lobster, and champagne in French and began to enjoy it alone. I knew she was waiting for someone.

Who was she waiting for? I felt increasingly that Sang Yue was even more mysterious, and so was the assassin organization behind her.

Just as Sang Yue finished a steak, a middle-aged Chinese man drove up. He didn't initially attract my attention, but a distinctive car following behind piqued my interest.

Inside that car were three men, one clearly British, and the other two Chinese. They were operating advanced tracking, eavesdropping, and filming equipment in the small space. I knew they were either from the police political department or belonged to British intelligence, and my intuition suggested the latter was more likely.

The middle-aged man's identification showed he was Chen Guodong, the vice president of the Bank of China in Hong Kong. If he had attracted the attention of British intelligence, it meant he was likely a mainland spy. It's said that many Xinhua News Agency staff stationed overseas are spies, which makes sense, as most countries are like that. Could he be looking for Sang Yue?

And wouldn't you know it, Chen Guodong entered the restaurant and headed towards Sang Yue, finally stopping right in front of him and sitting down opposite him without a word. I knew they knew each other, or at least recognized each other.

Sang Yue didn't speak, but wrote on a stack of paper with a pen he had prepared beforehand, "What is it?" and turned to Chen Guodong.

Chen Guodong glanced at it furtively, crumpled it up, and put it in his hand. Then he also took out paper and pen from his pocket, and they began writing and exchanging notes. One used traditional Taiwanese characters, the other simplified mainland characters. Their written communication went as follows:

“The higher-ups want to meet him.”

“I’m afraid it won’t work! He doesn’t like being disturbed. And he’ll be leaving Hong Kong soon.” (This sounds like they’re talking about me! Who wants to meet me?)

“The higher-ups have ordered that we must find a way to complete this.”

“Why do we have to meet him?

” “That’s their decision, you don’t need to worry about it.”

“Then I can only try, I can’t guarantee anything.

” “The mission must be completed!”

“Okay.”

“…”

They then switched to other topics in their written communication, rambling and difficult to understand. With the waiter nearby, they ate and chatted idly.

The Englishman in the car impatiently asked in English, “Who is that woman? What are they talking about?”

The two Chinese men looked at each other, unsure how to answer, and remained silent.

"Quick! Find out who that woman is and what she's talking about."

"They're just talking about the weather, stocks, and investments, nothing special."

"Then send in a bugging device."

"No use, they were just communicating by writing. Unless we install a camera above them."

"Then... are we just going to let it go? Damn it!" The Englishman cursed in Cantonese, I couldn't tell if he was cursing the person being monitored or his two subordinates.

The two Chinese men were speechless, but I could tell they were furious, though they were suppressing their anger. It seemed they weren't happy working for the British either.

At that moment, Chen Guodong wrote: "Someone's watching outside, you know what to do."

"I'm leaving now, contact me if anything happens." Then Sang Yue put down her pen and got up to leave.

Thinking about the time Sang Yue had spent with me at the Hua family's, I knew she hadn't done anything to wrong me or the Hua family, so I trusted her. Although I only now knew her true identity, that identity didn't conflict with the Hua family's, and from her written conversation, I knew she was still on my side. So now I had to help her. So, he channeled his inner energy, and the brakes on the car immediately failed. The car began to slide backward down the slope, gradually accelerating.

To make matters worse, the steering wheel also failed, causing the three people inside to panic and scramble to jump out. By the time they tried to jump, they had already crashed into a double-decker bus at the intersection. Fortunately, the bus had seen them from afar and had already stopped; otherwise, the impact would have seriously injured all three. Only the Englishman had suffered a minor injury to his high nose.

When Sang Yue stepped out of the restaurant, he saw the car involved in the accident down the slope in the distance. Curious, he didn't linger and quickly blended into the crowd, disappearing from sight.

Then came Chen Guodong.

"Huh? Why aren't you saying anything?" Zhou Huimin said, noticing my silence.

I took her hand and said, "Silence speaks louder than words here. Just hearing you speak is enough." Then I smiled affectionately.

She rolled her eyes at me, tried to pull her hand away but couldn't, and then let me hold it.

After a while, Jenny arrived, already dressed in a dazzling purple evening gown, and brought Huimin jewelry for tonight's party.

After dinner, we found a place to shower and get ready before heading to the party venue. Of course, the intense, tender, and sensual atmosphere during that time was something only I experienced firsthand, and I won't share it with outsiders.

The brightly lit Hong Kong night revealed its most enchanting side, truly deserving of its title as the Pearl of the Orient. Especially with two beauties by my side, it was even more captivating, a far cry from the night before when I was preoccupied with killing and destruction.

My spirits were high, as if I were in paradise.

Before I knew it, we had arrived at the party destination...xxxxxxxxxxxx.

I learned from the two ladies that tonight's party was attended by Hong Kong celebrities, either business people or elites from various fields, representing all walks of life (because I also saw a senior monk and an old Taoist priest). So tonight's party was no ordinary gathering, because the guests and the scale of the event were unprecedented and far beyond what my birthday party could compare to.

I know the names of some of them, including Tsang Hin-chi of Goldlion Group (a member of the Standing Committee of the National People's Congress from mainland China), Chen Youqing, Chairman of Asia Financial Holdings, Lee Shau-kee, Chairman of Henderson Land Development, Ng Kwong-ching, Chairman of Wheelock Properties (a member of the National People's Congress from mainland China), Ng Kang-min, Chairman of the Board of Directors of Pui Kiu Middle School (a member of the National People's Congress from mainland China), Chan Wing-ki, Chairman of the Hong Kong Chinese Manufacturers' Association and Chairman of Cheung Kong Garment Company (a member of the National People's Congress from mainland China), Cheng Yiu-tong, Chairman of the Hong Kong Federation of Trade Unions (a member of the National People's Congress from mainland China), Archbishop Kwong Kwong-kit of the Anglican Church of Hong Kong (a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference from mainland China), and Sun Hung Kai Properties. The Kwok brothers, chairmen of the Kwok Group; Stanley Ho, chairman of Shun Tak Holdings; Victor Fung, chairman of Li & Fung Group; XX, daughter of the chairman of Tung's Shipping Company (she attended my birthday party, and I almost became her godson; I've never met her father, Tung Chee-hwa); Lui Che-woo, chairman of K. Wah Group; XX, etc.—the gathering was truly complete. If anyone was missing, it would probably be Li Ka-shing of Cheung Kong Holdings. He's not interested in politics, so he usually doesn't attend such parties (does that mean tonight's party is related to politics?). The old man Tung, whom I just rescued, was also present. Seeing him chatting warmly with Tsang Hin-chi, Ng Kwong-ching, and others, I knew his identity was also extraordinary. Besides Vivian Chow, who came with me, the entertainment industry included Jackie Chan, Alan Tam, Leslie Cheung, Sally Yeh, George Lam, Eric Tsang, Andy Lau, Leon Lai, Sylvia Chang, John Woo, Charles Heung, Charles Heung, and many other familiar and unfamiliar figures.

Huh? Seeing Mr. Dong XX call out "Darling" to the old man, I realized that the old man was Tung Chee-hwa.

At this time, the guests attending the party began to arrive. I noticed one of them, the very famous "Master Jin" Cha Liangyong, a figure known to almost every Chinese person in the world. He was smiling and nodding to everyone who greeted him.

Just as I was thinking of going over to get closer to this admirable and lovable old man, I noticed that my aunt and Chu Ling had also arrived separately. My aunt's presence was understandable, as she was representing my Hua's Enterprise in Hong Kong, accompanied by her parents. But Chu Ling had just lost her parents; her family had suffered a great tragedy. I was somewhat puzzled as to why she would be in the mood to attend such a party.

She was wearing a black sleeveless evening gown, a conservative long skirt that reached past her knees, concealing her beautiful, flawless figure. She wore no jewelry; only the white flower on her chest, the black mourning band on her arm, and the black veil on her head indicated that she was in mourning.

When people saw her, many came forward to comfort and greet her. I immediately understood that she had taken on her responsibilities for the sake of her family. It seemed she was stronger than I had imagined, which was good!

Actually, I was also under a lot of attention; I received many stares as soon as I entered the gate. Fortunately, I had separated from Zhenni and Huimin beforehand, so I didn't have to worry about causing them any trouble. I found a corner to stay in, wanting to see what the purpose of this gathering was.

Huh? Chen Guodong was here too, and the person with him seemed to be someone from the Xinhua News Agency's Hong Kong branch.

Coincidentally, He Xiaoli from Phoenix TV also arrived late. Although she didn't seem to have any interview equipment, I knew she had a recorder in her handbag, which meant she had connections.

And there were more bodyguards and tails outside, indicating that the British side was also paying close attention to tonight's party. What was the reason?

Finally, four minutes later, the answer was revealed.

Zhou Nan arrived, the long-term representative of the Chinese side in the negotiations, an old man with a full head of white hair but a sprightly spirit. I often saw him in the news; I knew he was a talkative and diplomatic figure. There were eight of them.

Zeng Xianzi and others quickly greeted them, introducing them and chatting with them.

Zhou Nan chatted and greeted the various celebrities warmly, like old friends.

When they met with my aunt and Chu Ling separately, he said he offered his sincere condolences on behalf of himself, and that they should feel free to ask him for help if they had any difficulties.

The ball music started, and the celebrities, ladies, gentlemen, and women all began to dance.

A beautiful young lady who had been paying attention to me asked me to dance, and of course I didn't refuse. I was just a little afraid of the gazes from Zhen Ni and Hui Min.

"Hi! My name is Lina, what's yours?" The beautiful young lady, who was half a head taller than me, was a little shy.

"Ruilong. You're so tall! And very beautiful." As I spoke, my gaze moved from her eyes to the cleavage outside her low-cut evening gown—it was so alluring! And it was so close to my eyes. Meanwhile, her two female companions, who had been chatting with her, whispered amongst themselves, admiring and envying her. However, their gazes quickly shifted to other handsome men.

Lina seemed to sense my lust, but instead of becoming more shy, she became even bolder and more confident, thrusting out her proud breasts to make it easier for me to see. She subtly pressed closer, even tighter, though she trembled slightly, and said, "Really? Thank you!"

Knowing her sensitivity and understanding of women, I knew she wasn't the kind of promiscuous harlot, but rather a demure and graceful lady. She probably acted this way because of me. To prove I wasn't a narcissist, I smiled and said, "Your boyfriend is really lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend like you." I feigned envy.

"I don't have a boyfriend yet!" she said elegantly and generously, radiating youthful energy.

"Really? That's wonderful!" My right hand quietly slid down to her shapely buttocks, gently, very gently caressing them.

"You…" Lina said coquettishly, but didn't resist much.

After all, this was a brightly lit, crowded public occasion, so I didn't dare go too far.

Meanwhile, Zhou Nan and Zeng Xianzi, instead of dancing, invited Tung Chee-hwa into a room for a private talk.

After their conversation, I learned of Zhou Nan's group's true intentions: the mainland had their eye on Tung Chee-hwa and intended to appoint him as the first Chief Executive of the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region, asking if he was willing to abandon his business career for politics. Deeply surprised, Tung Chee-hwa was stunned for a moment before reacting, followed by a few words of humility.

But in the end, Zhou Nan persuaded him not to refuse, but to consider it before replying, while also mentioning that four other candidates would be running against him, including Wu Guangzheng, who had already agreed to run.

I then realized that this was the real purpose and significance of tonight's party; the others were just a smokescreen. Of course, cultivating good relations with various sectors of Hong Kong society was also the Chinese side's intention.

Perhaps because I have little interest in politics (no wonder Li Ka-shing wasn't there tonight), I wanted to leave the party, but I noticed a rather handsome man flirting with my aunt (it's endless, I just had Gu Yiming this morning, and now...), and my aunt seemed quite interested in him. A pang of jealousy shot through me, so I decided to go and sabotage them, and tried to leave Lina's arms. But Lina, already aroused by me, clung tightly to me, as if afraid that if she let go, I would disappear or find someone else.

I had no choice but to whisper in her ear, "Lina."

"Hmm?"

"I want to make love to you." I wanted to scare her away so I could stop someone from flirting with my aunt.

"Ah?" Lina exclaimed, almost alerting those around them.

"Don't you want to make love to me?"

"..." Lina trembled slightly, gradually seeming to come to her senses from the passion.

"You don't want to?"

"No...no! I..." Lina's face flushed red.

"I want to have sex with you right now!" Seeing that she wasn't intimidated, I made an even more outrageous request.

"Huh? Now?" Lina exclaimed again in surprise.

"Yes! Isn't that good?"

"Here?"

Ugh! Am I really that outrageous? Would I do that kind of thing with her in this kind of situation, in front of so many people? I really don't know what she's thinking! (Oh, I think so! In some airport lobby...) And did I say right here? She's too... Wait! Maybe this is a good suggestion...

Hehe! If it doesn't work out, that's exactly what I want; if it does, it'll be a scandalous affair. Hehe! With my skills and abilities, I can still manage...

"Yes! Is it okay?" Ha! Just thinking about it is exciting.

"You..." Lina's eyes clearly showed anger.

"Haha!" I teased her smugly, though only loud enough for us to hear.

Perhaps she couldn't stand my smugness and teasing, and was about to storm off when she suddenly calmed down, regained her composure, and looked down at me with a sweet smile: "Okay! You do it! Come on!!" Her tone was full of shrewishness, mockery, and playfulness.

I didn't expect her to be so capable. It seems she's not only not stupid, but also a knowledgeable and responsible woman, completely different from her previous shyness and gentleness. I wonder if she was angered by me? Or is this how she always is, and she was just trying to please me?

But whatever the case, everything was within my expectations and control. I still had to pretend, acting as if I was intimidated by her, stammering in surprise, "You...you...you..."

"Ha..." Lina laughed smugly, as if she had won a war (of male and female dignity).

I retorted, feigning anger, "Fine! I'll do it! Who's afraid of who!" as if I were the passive party, forced to resist.

"Then come on! Hehe!" Lina seemed convinced I wouldn't dare do anything to her, pushing her luck and taunting me arrogantly.

Ugh! She couldn't even see through my trap, yet she still insisted on jumping in. This wasn't my fault, this cunning, sly wolf in sheep's clothing; she delivered herself to my doorstep, so I wouldn't be polite. My erect penis, through my pants, thrust powerfully into her lower abdomen, instantly shattering her arrogance. Startled and ashamed, she tried to move away from my intrusion, but I had her buttocks firmly held in my hand, unable to retreat an inch, leaving only her flushed face, as lovely and alluring as a drunken beauty.

"You...you're so lewd! Let me go!" Lina's slightly reproachful expression made her even more captivating.

"You asked me to do it," I said, feigning grievance, as if I were the passive victim.

"You... alright! Then come on then! Let's see what you do." She finally mustered her courage again, it seemed she still believed I couldn't do anything to her, her gaze towards me was much more determined. Fortunately, we kept our voices down so no one else noticed.

Hehe! Come on then! I didn't say anything more, my penis pressed even harder and more forcefully, I believe she was both shy and excited. From her trembling body, I could tell she was still a virgin, or at least not very sexually experienced.

It's just that our combination was perfect, because she was taller than me, my penis was pressing against her vulva from below.

Using the twisting and turning of the dance steps, after a few thrusts and frictions, Lina's breathing became heavier, her whole body hot and limp, she leaned weakly against me, letting me carry her, but her hands were still quite strong, holding me tightly, using her high, full breasts to squeeze and rub my neck and chin.

I teased her, feigning innocence, "Want to keep going?"

"Come on... who's afraid of who..." She no longer seemed like a provocateur, but rather a seductive enchantress.

Yes, things had progressed to this point, and neither of us wanted to stop. My tightly zipped-up pants silently opened, and my "knowing" treasure, peeking out from behind my underwear, pressed against her thin silk skirt, like a sneaky stowaway trying to cross the border.

Before the wall was breached, the hidden spring had already overflowed, gushing forth, its flow wetting the wall in its wake. Her face grew even hotter and redder, utterly captivating, and her legs and lower body unconsciously offered me even greater pleasure.

Driven by our mutual desires, I forcefully tore through Lina's cumbersome silk dress (not caring if she wondered how I did it, nor about the embarrassing mess afterwards). Even her fashionable panties suffered the same fate; the narrow, sheer thong quietly tore open, and with a soft moan, my penis pressed unimpeded against her moist, slightly parted vulva.

Just then, the musicians stopped playing, the music ended, and everyone stopped dancing and dispersed. Oh no! How could we separate like this? This awkward, unsettling situation would soon make us the center of attention. No way

! I couldn't embarrass Lina, nor could I put myself in an awkward and passive situation. So, I channeled my inner energy, inserted a dance DVD into the player, and the music started again. The guests were astonished, and even the DJ in the room, who had just wanted a short break, was completely bewildered. By the time he came to his senses, it was too late to stop, as the guests who hadn't had a chance to dance earlier had already taken their partners to the dance floor and were dancing gracefully.

This conveniently resolved the situation between Lina and me; not only did we not have to separate, but we could also continue our unfinished (or rather, unrealized) passionate story.

"You scared me to death!" Lina said coquettishly, looking at me.

"Hehe!" I smiled, but I was already troubled by what was about to happen. In fact, during that brief break from dancing, I had attracted the attention of many people. Jenny and Huimin had noticed me tightly embracing a tall, beautiful stranger, their displeasure evident on their faces. Chu Ling was also watching me intently, as if she recognized me as one of the people on the boat. Worst of all, my aunt not only didn't recognize me (she hadn't seen me since I grew up), but also gave me a disdainful look before going off to drink and chat with the handsome guy.

Sigh! Oh well, nothing is perfect. I should cherish what I have now, or I'd regret missing out.

So, I stopped caring about Zhen Ni and Hui Min's fiery, resentful gazes, and I didn't care what Chu Ling thought of me. I just wanted to enjoy the love before me, lest I regret it later.

I thrust forward, parting my lips, and oh—

yes! Although it was tight and narrow, it was wet and slippery, and finally, I went all the way in—it was so pleasurable!

Right under the noses of so many people, we did what others couldn't. In this situation, in this circumstance, the physical pleasure paled in comparison to the mental thrill. The extreme stimulation and excitement of this affair were unparalleled; even heaven couldn't offer such a wonderful experience! Extreme pleasure and comfort! I'm sure Lina had the same thought as me.

But people around us aren't stupid; they'd already started whispering and pointing at us, some even guessing we were having sex.

Haha! So what if we were! What could you do to me? It felt great!

Having a beautiful woman inside me in front of so many celebrities and dignitaries, it felt amazing! I doubt anyone else was dancing and swaying their hips for the same reason as me.

I just hoped her parents weren't here, otherwise they'd be furious, hehe!

It's a pity I couldn't be too open; I could only use my own abilities, thrusting and pulling, sometimes big, sometimes small, like a magic staff, swaying and vibrating, grinding and scraping, like an electric sex toy, changing shape and pattern, sometimes covered in bumpy bumps, sometimes layered and wrinkled, strongly rubbing against Lina's inner walls, almost rotating 360 degrees, but I could still twist 90 degrees to the left and 90 degrees to the right. These are all functions I hadn't properly explored before! But tonight, under these special conditions, adaptability led me to master a new skill without any instruction.

Ladies! You're in for a treat now.

Lina, already basking in the pleasure, was leaning her head down on my shoulder (of course, too shy to look at anyone), covering her mouth with her fingers to prevent any unusual noises from disturbing others.

For the first time, I no longer felt inferior because I was shorter than Lina; instead, I proudly showed off my abilities, trying to use my "treasure" to see if I could support Lina's weight on my own.

Ah! Haha! Success!!

Lina was lifted up, her feet off the ground unnoticed, only the toes of her shoes lightly touching the ground, spinning rapidly with me, basking in joy.

Oh no! Lina's about to climax again. I'm afraid I won't be able to control her outburst this time, her pleasure fully released. So, while slowing down, I started moving closer to the edge. We need to leave here and find somewhere to really enjoy ourselves.

Just as I was taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, heading towards a secluded passage, Mengling suddenly caught up and stopped us at the corner of the passage, saying, "Wait! Excuse me..."

I didn't want to linger here, so I interrupted her, saying, "Yes, I'm the person you want to ask." I grabbed the constantly throbbing Lina with my right hand.

Lina didn't become any more restrained by the unexpected guest; instead, she passionately twisted and thrust her buttocks. If I hadn't been holding her back, her legs would have already wrapped around my waist. It was all my fault; she was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she had abandoned all reason.

"You saved me, didn't you?" Mengling's eagerness to know the answer seemed to have made her indecent behavior indifferent.

"Yes!" I picked up Lina and walked inside, to a quiet room where we wouldn't be disturbed.

Lina took the opportunity to lift her legs and hook them around my waist.

"Wait! Did you save me this morning too?"

"Yes! Miss, could you please let me through? She and I were busy..." I laughed as I spoke.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Thank you! Thank you for saving me and my brother."

"It's nothing, just a small favor!" I turned to leave again.

"Wait..." Chu Ling chased after me and blocked my way.

I started to get a little impatient and said unhappily, "What is it now? Are you trying to repay me with your body?"

"No... I..." Chu Ling's face suddenly turned red, and she said a little embarrassedly, "I want to ask you for another favor, how much... you say..."

Someone came from behind, and I couldn't linger there, so I grabbed Lina and rushed forward past Chu Ling, saying, "What do you want to say? Come inside." I vaguely guessed what she wanted.

To me, it didn't matter whether the room was locked or not. When Chu Ling quickly followed and locked the door, she realized that Di Yu's face was even redder. Luckily, I wasn't looking at her. I was pressing down on Lina on the sofa, shamelessly thrusting and making love, the beautiful sounds and melodious moans rising and falling, one after another, never ceasing.

What's better is that Zhou Nan, Dong Jianhua, and Zeng Xianzi were having a secret talk in the business room next door, and their conversation was coming to an end.

But I didn't care; no matter how loud I was, no one else could hear me except Chu Ling.

"Excuse me... what's your surname..." Chu Ling was now embarrassed, not knowing whether to leave or look, so she could only turn her back to us, not knowing what to do.

"Hua Ruilong." I thrust even more vigorously. Having a beautiful woman listening was undoubtedly a stimulating and enjoyable thing.

"I... I want... to ask you to help me find out who is behind the harm done to my Chu family."

"Oh! Sure! No problem!" I was in a great mood at this moment, and I wouldn't refuse anything from a beautiful woman.

"You...you...what kind of reward do you want?" Chu Ling's face burned even hotter.

I figured if I asked for her body now, she probably wouldn't refuse. For her family, she'd do anything; that's her responsibility, just like mine. But I didn't want to take advantage of her. It wouldn't be meaningful to have a relationship with a grieving woman in mourning. Of course, if it were a Japanese woman, I wouldn't hesitate. "No need! I don't need any reward." My implication was that she should leave as soon as possible to avoid further embarrassment.

"No! I don't want to owe anyone a favor. Please tell me what reward you want! As long as it's within my power."

I couldn't help but feel a little angry. I was being kind, and she was so ungrateful. Fine! Then don't blame me, hmph! "Alright! Since you're so polite, then...I want all of your Chu family's assets. I wonder if you can do that?"

"You..." Chu Ling, already extremely embarrassed, became even more annoyed, but dared not offend me.

"Heh! Alright! Get out! Don't bother me." I said disdainfully.

"You!" Chu Ling angrily tried to open the door and leave, but suddenly turned around and said firmly, "Fine! I, Chu Ling, mean what I say. You want my Chu family's assets, I can give them to you..." As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Hehe! Okay, okay, I was just joking with you! How could I have the idea of seizing your family's assets, it's just...hehe..."

"No! If you can afford it, I can afford it. I don't want people to say that I, Chu Ling, or that my Chu family is two-faced, saying one thing and doing another! Treating promises as a joke." Chu Ling said loudly.

What a stubborn girl! Sigh! I went too far with my joke. "Okay! I admit I was wrong!" I turned to see that she was still serious and very determined, so I could only say, "Can I change my mind? I think I have that right, right?" Seeing that she didn't speak, I continued, "The reward I want now is...is..."

"What is it?"

"I want to ask you to come and help me with something." I smiled.

Zhou Nan and the others next door had finished their conversation and were about to leave.

"What for?" Chu Ling's breathing suddenly became rapid, and she seemed a little nervous.

"Help me unbuckle my belt and pull down my pants..." Seeing that Chu Ling didn't come over, I laughed, "Alright! You can go now."

This provoked Chu Ling to snort and immediately come over, walking around to my front. But her hands seemed slow and heavy as she tried to unbuckle my belt, especially since my body, particularly my lower body, was constantly moving back and forth. It was not something a single, pampered young lady like her could easily do.

Seeing my mocking face, Chu Ling finally made up her mind, bravely reaching out to my waist and awkwardly unbuckled my belt, then pulled my pants down to my ankles.

I then gave another command: "Help me push my butt!"

"Huh? You—" Chu Ling was angry, but in the end, she still pressed her hand on my bare buttocks, pushing forward stupidly and stiffly.

"Grab me on both sides... Yes! Like that, not only push, but also pull... Hmm! That's it! Good, you learn quickly." I used lines from pornographic films about training sex slaves. I believed Chu Ling had never done anything like this before. This was undoubtedly humiliating for her, but she brought it on herself because I had already given her a chance.

However, she didn't burst into tears of grievance as I had imagined. She wasn't angry or upset; she was just calm and resolute, only her breathing was a little irregular.

But I knew she was filled with resentment and anger towards me, but she dared not offend me or show it. She must have been forcibly enduring it, which I admired. So I didn't "bully" her further and just continued to thrust into Lina.

Wow! I made a hole in her skirt, and with my relentless pounding, it got bigger and bigger, covered in obscene stains, becoming increasingly unsightly. Originally, I only intended to play around a little, then decorate it with a flower or two afterwards to cover it up; now I might have to use sunflowers. Oh well, there's always a way, I'll get it done soon!

While enjoying myself, I didn't stop watching what was happening outside.

Two topics of conversation caught my attention: one was that some people were discussing why mainland star Tang Huina, who had promised to attend tonight's party, hadn't shown up (it seems they're also quite interested in Tang Huina); the second was that some people were worried about the future of Hong Kong, concerned about whether the policies after Hong Kong was taken back by the mainland would be as free, stable, and unchanging as the mainland advertised, because the mainland has had too many memorable similar experiences. Therefore, some people were planning to immigrate with their families and were discussing which country to go to! Some said Canada was good, some said the United States was good, and some even said Singapore was good.

Hmm… there seems to be some business information here. It seems many people lack confidence in Hong Kong's future, leading to a mass emigration of families. This will inevitably result in selling properties to cash out, causing Hong Kong property prices to plummet. If one buys in at a low price now, they'll make a fortune when the Hong Kong property market stabilizes and rises, just like Li Ka-shing did back then. I believe some people will follow Li Ka-shing's example today, but certainly not many. After all, many people lack confidence in Hong Kong. This is like gambling; it's a gamble on luck, but it requires even more courage, vision, and intelligence. Should I get my aunt to enter the Hong Kong real estate market too?

Strange! Why is that person moving the wine barrel so carefully? Ah! No! That barrel has…

an explosive device! The complex device clearly indicated it wasn't an ordinary explosive. Aside from the wooden outer wine barrel, the interior was almost entirely liquid—four different types, each immiscible and separated by a barrier. I could only identify one as a mixture of concentrated gasoline and something else, probably a US incendiary bomb. While I didn't recognize the others, I guessed the blue one was a chemical agent, the murky liquid was likely a liquid explosive, possibly more powerful than C4, and the red one was of unknown purpose, but certainly not something good. This elaborate device was likely designed to evade customs and inspections. The inspectors believed that if it exploded, its power would be enough to destroy everyone within a 300-meter radius.

A white man in a white uniform from a European wine company was pushing a trolley through the side gate. Security guards checked it with their equipment, found nothing wrong, and released him after reviewing his documents.

I immediately stopped moving and focused intently on the explosive device. Not only was I here, but my loved ones were too. I couldn't let it go unchecked; so many lives were at stake.

Ugh! The explosion had started. 29 seconds, 28 seconds, 27 seconds…

Time was running out! Which wire should I cut?

Or cut them all at once? Like with the little robots we dealt with before?

No! This complex device seemed to have a special mechanism to prevent sabotage. If all the wires were cut, the other three small detonators would immediately detonate.

15 seconds, 14 seconds, 13 seconds…

What to do? Time was running out!

Those three small detonators were really well-designed; they couldn't be broken down…

8 seconds, 7 seconds, 6 seconds…

The man had no idea that the liquid bomb he was pushing was about to explode. He was calmly placing him on the kitchen counter when someone approached with a wine glass, about to turn on the valve.

Ugh! That valve was actually another detonator; turning it would immediately cause an explosion. The waiter who was about to serve the wine was sent flying backward.

I didn't care about his life or death, because time was ticking away second by second—3 seconds, 2 seconds…

Never mind, I'll give it my all! I channeled my inner energy!

*Pfft! Bang—

In the last second or so, the device, which I had moved, burst through the wine barrel and soared into the air.

The "pfft" was the sound of the barrel breaking. The "bang" was the sound of the detonator exploding, but it exploded in the air and didn't affect the explosives inside the barrel. This was because I had set up three layers of insulating inner energy packs the moment the detonator was airborne, encasing the several detonating devices within them. Therefore, they didn't detonate the explosives; otherwise, even in this room, Lina, Chu Ling, and I would have been doomed. So the "bang" was much quieter than a regular firecracker.

The white man's face changed drastically upon seeing this, and he froze. People around looked in the direction of the sound, and of course, the security guards rushed in.

The shattered pieces of the detonator lay scattered on the ground, but they were well-organized, which would be helpful for professional analysis and investigation.

"What's wrong? Move!" Lina blinked her alluring eyes, speaking in a coquettish voice, as she hooked her arms around my waist and thrust her hips forward.

"Move! Of course I'll move! Haha!" Knowing that the danger was over, I was overjoyed, thrusting my manhood forward while grabbing Chu Ling's small hand, pulling it down to my crotch, all the way to my testicles. She moved her hand a couple of times, leering, "Come on! Move it here nicely, be gentle... Mmm! Good! Just like that... Hahaha..."

Chu Ling finally couldn't calm down, her jade face burning like a branding iron, but she still obediently started touching my testicles. Although her technique wasn't great, it was still gentle and considerate, not making me uncomfortable. In her mind, pleasing me was the main goal.

Who wanted to bomb us? I had to think about this question.

The British? Probably not, they (since before the Opium War) have always been cunning, they shouldn't do something so stupid?

The Americans? Possibly.

The Japanese? Even more likely!

Even the Indians...

carefully scanned every detail inside the house, looking for any suspicious figures.

The white man had been apprehended, and the security guards were examining the wine barrel, but upon seeing the sign on the table that read, "Highly toxic chemicals inside the barrel (thankfully I didn't break them), be careful!", they immediately sealed off the kitchen and called the police.

The guests, hearing the commotion, panicked, but the organizers' staff informed them that a champagne bottle in the kitchen had exploded, and everything was normal. They then secretly reported to Zeng Xianzi and the other organizers. Zeng Xianzi immediately arranged for Zhou Nan and others to leave discreetly, but Zhou Nan insisted on saying goodbye to each guest before leaving.

After finding nothing unusual, I immediately expanded my search area as much as possible to see if there were any accomplices or observers. Logically, such a conspiracy must be monitored to see if it succeeded and to report upwards.

Finally, at the limit of my search, in the bushes at the bend at the foot of the mountain, I found five suspicious people. They not only had machine guns and rocket launchers, but also spoke Japanese.

"Damn it! Why hasn't it exploded yet? Is something wrong?" The one who was furious was clearly the leader, glancing at his watch.

Seeing no one answer him, he became even angrier, grabbing a nearby person and roaring, "You're responsible for the device you made! Damn it!" He then threw the person aside.

It was definitely the Japanese doing! They were probably the stowaways the British intelligence was monitoring. Fine! I'll make sure you can't leave. A

surge of angry true energy rushed out, and as it struck, all their protruding organs and limbs vanished, leaving only indistinct, no-longer-mouth-like cavities emitting grating, ear-piercing screams. This would surely attract attention soon, but the strong smell of blood would certainly draw swarms of flies and insects, giving them a good beating.

Meanwhile, Zeng Xianzi and the others cleverly found many excuses to systematically "invite" the guests to other "programs.

" "Ah...so good..." Lina screamed, then fainted from pleasure.

I turned around smugly, my manhood erect, and said to Chu Ling, "Everyone's leaving, you should go too!" Staff were already checking the rooms, politely asking guests to leave when they saw them; they were almost at my room.

"Then about that matter..." Chu Ling knelt down gently like a wife, pulling up my pants, but seeing my erection, her pretty face flushed.

Unfortunately, she had no experience and didn't know how to clean it properly. Ah! If only she could lick it clean for me. Thinking this, I had to handle it myself, turning to pull up the hem of Lina's silk skirt to wipe the stains off my manhood. "No problem! I'll take care of it for you."

When the staff knocked on the door, I was already carrying the still unconscious Lina, and Chu Ling, now wearing a black veil, had opened the door and left.

"Sir! What's wrong with this lady?" the staff asked warily.

"Oh! She had an asthma attack; I was just about to take her to the hospital," I replied.

Upon hearing this, the staff didn't dare to stop us and quickly led the way, escorting us out. Luckily, from this position, they couldn't see Lina's torn skirt, otherwise they would have seen her completely exposed.

At the door, I saw the handsome guy inviting my aunt out, and my aunt, at her parents' urging, agreed.

Consumed by jealousy, I immediately shoved Lina into Chu Ling's car, asking her to take Lina home for me.

Chu Ling suddenly asked, "Do you know who this Lina is?"

"Who?" My mind was entirely on my aunt, and I answered absentmindedly.

"She's Miss Bao."

"Oh!" Without caring whether I'd heard her clearly, I ran towards my aunt, because she was getting into the handsome guy's car, which was about to drive away.

I stopped the car and said, "Wait!"

The handsome guy seemed a little annoyed, but still politely asked, "What's wrong?"

I ignored him and ran to my aunt's car, opening the door and saying, "I have something to tell you!"

"What is it?" my aunt asked unhappily, showing no intention of getting out of the car. It seemed she looked down on me, probably thinking I was a playboy (actually, I am a playboy, even more of a playboy than a playboy, practically a womanizer, hehe!), and didn't want to get close to me.

I had no choice but to lower myself and quickly whisper in her ear, "I'm Hua Ruilong! Aunt!"

"Ah!" My aunt looked at me in surprise.

I straightened up and smiled, "I have something to tell you! Come with me!"

Although my aunt was still skeptical, she opened the car door and got out, apologizing to the handsome guy, "I'm sorry! Mr. Wu! I have something to do and can't go, you can go first!" and then chased after me.

"Give me your phone!" I knew she still didn't completely trust me, so this was the only way I could prove my identity.

My aunt opened her handbag and handed me her phone.

I dialed my twelfth aunt Liling's number and said, "Liling (since I learned that someone could eavesdrop on all communications, this is the only way I can call my twelfth aunt)! It's me!"

"Ah! How are you... Oh! How are you?" My twelfth aunt on the phone was also very clever.

"I'm fine! I have a few things to talk to you about. First, Miss Liang Meiqi wants to talk to you about something." As I spoke, I held the phone to my aunt's ear.

"Liling! Is that you? Ah! It's Meiqi! He..." My aunt was about to say more when I took the phone away and interrupted her, because this proved that I was Hua Ruilong.

I continued, "The second thing is that many people in Hong Kong are immigrating to countries like Canada, so they are selling their houses at low prices. Therefore, I think it is necessary to involve my ninth aunt in the Hong Kong real estate business." When I said this, I kept my voice down so that no one else could hear, not even my ninth aunt's parents, who were watching us strangely and straining their ears.

Aunt Twelve replied, "That's exactly what I was planning. I'll send someone experienced to help tomorrow. Let your Ninth Aunt answer the phone." When I moved the phone to my aunt's ear again, Aunt Twelve on the phone said "Hello" after my Ninth Aunt said, "Ninth Sister-in-law! Did you hear what he just said?" My Ninth Aunt responded, and Aunt Twelve on the phone continued, "I'll send someone over to help you tomorrow!"

My Ninth Aunt hummed in agreement, and I moved the phone back, saying, "The third thing... never mind! I won't say it now, I'll tell you later." I thought it best not to mention on the phone that the Japanese were going to bomb people tonight, lest the British immediately focus their attention on my Hua family.

Aunt Twelve on the phone said, "Okay! I also have three things to tell you. First, Yuzhi is going to England to study music; she'll leave in a week." I listened quietly as Aunt Twelve continued, "Second, tonight, the two sisters from Shanghai called, saying someone was following them. Third, they said their business on the mainland is too big and too complicated, and they hope I can send someone over to help them."

"Oh! I see." I appeared calm, but inside I was furious. The Japanese were too audacious, reaching into Shanghai! No way! I had to contact them immediately, even if it meant exposing my identity and current location. So I turned off my phone, without even a greeting, because at this point, appearances didn't matter; what I needed was their safety.

I dialed the Shanghai long-distance number again, but no one answered for a long time, and my heart sank.

On the ninth try, someone finally answered.

"Hello! Who is it?" Yujiao's panting voice came from the phone.

I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's me, Xiaolong!" Then I heard Yujiao's happy shout, followed by Yuzhi and the sound of someone grabbing the phone receiver.

I asked them what had happened that night, and they told me what had happened: it turned out that when they were shopping, they felt like someone was following them, but they didn't take it seriously because they had had too many similar experiences of being followed by admirers. It wasn't until later, when they were driving home, that they noticed a mysterious luxury car following them to their vicinity. Their female bodyguard was knocked down when she went to investigate, which terrified them so much that they immediately ran back inside and called Taipei. Their aunt told them to call the police, which they did, but the police came, took a brief statement, and left. They had no choice but to lock the doors and windows and hide in their room, not even daring to turn on the TV. Later, they heard the phone ringing downstairs, but there was no sound on the phone in their bedroom. They had no choice but to nervously go downstairs to answer it, only to find that it was me calling them. I then understood why they were panting and why it took them so long to answer the phone.

I was just about to say a few words of comfort to them when I heard Yu Jiao and Yu Zhi scream in terror on the phone, and then there was no sound. They had hung up.

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