Legend of the Yakuza - 5

"Ellios... Mr. Ellios..."
Little Zhen shifted her body to the side, avoiding him.
"Do you hate me?"
Little Zhen shook her head violently, "No! No!"
"Then why did you reject me?"
"I... my master told me that Mr. Ellios only cares about me for my body, and once he gets it, he'll ignore me."
"She's just slandering me." That vixen, Sheila.
"So, Mr. Ellios, if you could only choose between me and your sister, who would you choose?"
Though half-drunk, Little Zhen's tone was very serious, not something that could be covered up with ordinary excuses.
"Did your master teach you that?"
"Yes. But Little Zhen also wants to know the answer!"
"Tell me everything your master has said to you."
That little bitch Sheila, no wonder she gave me the cowgirl, she was prepared all along. She wanted Little Zhen to see the true face of this lecherous devil.
I can't abandon Emma, but I also want Little Zhen.
"Why must I be forced to choose between two difficult options? Xiao Zhen, you must have had the experience of having to choose between two things you're unwilling to give up easily. Why can't you have your cake and eat it too? You yourself wouldn't want to choose between me and Sheila, would you?"
I feigned a pained expression, trying to sway Xiao Zhen's heart.
"But Master said she'll only want me. She's devoted to me and will never be fickle."
Xiao Zhen looked at me regretfully. I wasn't the only one who wanted to have my cake and eat it too; she did as well. But compared to Sheila, who was solely devoted to her, I naturally paled in comparison.
In my mind, Sheila's smug smile appeared, mocking me for daring to steal her woman.
"Perhaps that's true! But women can't marry each other, Xiao Zhen, do you know that?"
"Xiao Zhen... knows."
"I've also gathered information about your master. Her father has always forced his daughter to marry someone he's chosen.
She'll marry someone else sooner or later, no matter how deeply she loves you. In her thousand-year life, she's unwilling to give up decades of family wealth and status to go far away with you? That's all her love is about."
"In contrast, I only know that liking is liking. I like you, so I want to be with you. Why bother with titles? Love only requires two hearts to be in sync. For the next few decades of my life, I want to spend them with you. Don't you want to?"
"I..."
A good opportunity! Seeing the wavering look in Xiao Zhen's eyes,
I took advantage of the situation and pushed her down, pinning her to the ground.
Xiao Zhen was terrified and didn't know what to do, but I knew exactly what I wanted to do. My fingers lifted her skirt, roaming over her long, supple legs. The cowwoman's skin was truly smooth and delicate.
"Life is too short to indulge occasionally, isn't it good to follow your instincts?"
With the help of the alcohol and my skillful caresses, Xiao Zhen's defenses completely crumbled, allowing me to safely take over her every inch.
"Am I betraying my master like this!"
Xiao Zhen's face was flushed from the alcohol, and she asked me in a slightly breathless voice.
"Betrayal has its pleasures! Isn't it good to enjoy our secret pleasures behind Sheila's back?"
Sensing that Xiao Zhen's will had wavered and her body was beginning to itch, I no longer held back and moved my attention to the breasts of my dreams.
They were soft as cotton yet surprisingly elastic, and the high, rounded breasts could not be held in one hand.
"Ugh... Ah... Mr. Elios..."
Feeling the firm touch, I kneaded and rubbed the breasts with satisfaction, eliciting a series of ecstatic moans from Xiao Zhen.
Next, I deftly unbuttoned Xiao Zhen's clothes, allowing her ample breasts to be freely displayed before me.
These two enormous jade pears had brightly colored nipples, with piercings left by Sheila.
"The feel is excellent, and the appearance is outstanding. I wonder what it tastes like! I've been wanting to taste your milk for a long time."
At the same time, my hand had already moved upwards, touching Xiao Zhen's mysterious peach garden. The result of the exploration surprised and delighted me. I was delighted that Xiao Zhen was wearing sexy leather panties, but I was surprised that the leather effectively blocked all my intrusions.
I lowered my head and put Xiao Zhen's red grapes into my mouth, gently biting and sucking for a while, rhythmically drawing out the milk.
"Ahhhhh...ahhhh..."
While tasting the sweet milk at the entrance, Xiao Zhen beneath me seemed to be pierced by the current of pleasure, moaning and struggling incessantly.
It should be time to start enjoying the main course!
I sat up again, preparing to remove all non-natural objects from Xiao Zhen's body.
But under the high-lifted skirt, what I saw was not an ordinary leather panty. In fact, to put it simply, it should be a chastity belt made of leather and metal.
"This...this...you wretched little vixen!" She
actually pulled this trick on me.
Like falling into an ice cellar, my lust suddenly vanished. Although I could find someone to unlock it, knowing Sheila's personality, I didn't believe this chastity belt didn't have a hidden mechanism. I didn't want to cut off my happiness for the rest of my life because of this.
"Aren't you going to continue?" Little Zhen asked, her eyes
filled with seductive allure. Although my lust had been reignited, I was powerless to do anything about it.
"The key is still in your owner's hands. There's nothing we can do now."
I couldn't do what I wanted, but I still had to do what I had to do. I gently helped Little Zhen get dressed. This was a little trick used to attract the opposite sex after our time in bed, but unfortunately, we didn't achieve true ecstasy.
"Mr. Elios is such a gentle person!" Little Zhen said with deep feeling, lying across my lap, her beautiful breasts resting on my legs.
The main course—visible, touchable, but unattainable—was truly unbearable.
"Little Zhen may be a bit clumsy, with no talent and big, useless breasts."
Not at all! "Your charm lies in those enormous breasts," I thought to myself.
"But Little Zhen knows who treats me well and who doesn't. Master doesn't like me at all!"
"And Mr. Elios, you have to be careful. To bully me, Master has given me to prisoners in jail several times, letting them do whatever they want to me."
Thinking of Little Zhen's feelings, I felt even more sorry for her than disappointed.
"But Master will never allow any man to truly possess me. At the last moment, she will kill the men. I'm afraid Master will also harm you."
"Even if Master gets married in the future, and Mr. Elios already has a wife, I still want you to be closer to this poor soul. I hope you won't despise me for being an orphan maid."
Little Zhen's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke of her sorrow.
"No matter what happens in the future, I will never abandon you. Don't cry, sweetie!"
For Emma, I felt both lust and desire, but for Little Zhen, lust outweighed love. However, I found that as we spent more time together, my love gradually grew.
If Sheila is willing, I'll wait until I'm rich in the future. I really want to buy Xiao Zhen for a hefty sum, but I know Sheila won't let go easily. A rival in love is a woman, and they're partners who use each other and could be betrayed at any time; it's really not easy to deal with.
Days passed by, and I spent my time at home diligently training my beautiful wife, while in my spare time, I flirted with Niu Nv. In my business, the beauties I acquired from various places began to arrive one after another, and the training work began.
New prostitutes who weren't virgins had to be tested once to assess their quality and determine their pricing.
Since prostitutes in the sex industry charge by the hour, the testing work is called "testing the clock."
Looking at the various beauties, each with their own unique charm and appearance, I really wanted to try my hand at the "testing the clock" job.
The problem is that besides Emma being a psychological burden, Niu Nv is always by my side during work under the guise of surveillance, making it difficult to be unfaithful. What's more, there's something that worries me: Sheila has secretly sent someone to infiltrate my gang, obviously to monitor me.
But her purpose wasn't necessarily limited to surveillance, and I couldn't openly eliminate these spies. I could only send people to counter-surveillance, reporting their actions to me one by one. To maintain my image in Xiao Zhen's eyes, and to prevent Sheila from finding more weaknesses in me, I had to restrain myself.
So, after several months of preparation, the largest food street in the capital, ostensibly the largest in the country, was actually the largest red-light district to date.
Ironically, the mastermind behind this red-light district, me, was a virtuous man who, besides his wife, only enjoyed kissing, caressing, and flirting with Xiao Zhen.
If the other gangsters knew, they'd probably laugh themselves to death! How hateful.
Due to the conservative atmosphere in the empire, although brothels were allowed, the regulations were strict and numerous.
But now, using the name of the food street as a cover, I could openly send women in miniskirts everywhere to promote it.
The opening day was packed with customers, and the crowds continued to grow. In the eyes of the average person, the food at the food street was all hype, mediocre in quality but exorbitantly priced. However, the praise for the young and beautiful waitresses became its unique feature.
That was my original intention, and it quickly attracted a large group of customers with ulterior motives.
Take, for example, the "beauty dishes" served exclusively to male customers, where various foods were placed on the naked waitresses' bodies, and a meal cost more than a regular prostitute. But it wasn't just about novelty; whatever happened between the diners and the waitresses in the room was merely a private matter between them. I hadn't violated any national laws; at most, it was a matter of inadequate supervision.
A week passed like this, and then my smooth sailing came to an end.
Pablo Diaz personally led a large group of men to sow discord. Their numbers exceeded a thousand, and they likely had reinforcements behind them.
My struggle with Pablo Diaz was an internal power struggle within a political faction; both sides shared a common origin and were intricately connected. He had my spies among his men, and his traitors among mine. He only realized this now and acted against me much later than I expected.
Pablo Diaz was dressed in a white fighting outfit, while his men were all dressed similarly in different colors, carrying long, cloth-wrapped bundles. Clearly, they were concealing weapons and prepared to attack.
As soon as they appeared, they pushed and shoved the existing customers, and those who hesitated were met with insults and beatings.
"Sound the alarm! Tell the customers to evacuate, hide the ladies, and everyone prepare armor and spears!"
After giving the orders, I took out my spiked club and armor to deal with Pablo Diaz, this formidable enemy.
In an instant, the bustling red-light district was teeming with fleeing customers and ladies, many disheveled.
From the various houses, my men, clad in armor and equipped with spears, emerged in formation.
Possessing weapons is a serious crime, but armor is not. To avoid trouble during the search by government troops, I not only prepared armor but also wooden sticks, which, combined with the specially made kitchen knives stored in the kitchen, could form a spear squad.
"Help..."
"My purse!"
"I should have known better than to come today."
"My clothes..."
The young ladies and guests scattered like a tide, screaming incessantly.
With a major battle imminent, I wouldn't allow Rebiru, that guy who didn't consider his age, to fight again. Beside me was my beloved general, Moshiai, with hundreds of men behind him. Little Yi, according to the pre-arranged plan, secretly led three hundred men to bypass enemy lines and launch a surprise attack.
Both sides, with over a thousand men, faced each other in the middle of the red-light district.
Half of the guests and young ladies had already fled, and shouts and curses rang out between the enemy and our side.
The situation was on the verge of collapse; as soon as I or Bai Baodia gave the order, a fierce and brutal battle would immediately erupt.
A dark and windy night for murder; tonight, a strong wind blew and the moon shone brightly. The decisive battle was imminent, and my heroic spirit surged.
"Kill!"
Pablodia drew his katana from his bundle and charged forward.
"Watch me deal with you, you traitor who murdered your father and raped your sister."
Just like nations need a pretext for aggression, the underworld also needs a reason to justify its actions, whether it's seizing territory or becoming a gang leader.
My father did indeed die of illness, but Pablodia and I both, without prior agreement, added the charge of murdering my father, the former gang leader, to his head. This cunning fellow even added the charge of raping my sister to it.
"I didn't expect you, you hypocrite, to be the first to charge."
I swung my spiked club with thunderous force, meeting Pablodia's lightning-fast katana attack.
"Clang!"
The crisp sound of the blade clashing echoed through the night.
This marked the beginning of a fierce brawl, which spread from the center of the street in all directions. Everywhere, the glint of clashing blades flashed. Before me lay corpses cleaved by katanas and the screaming bodies of those pierced by spears.
The clash of weapons produced dazzling sparks.
There can only be one leader in a gang.
I stood alone, staff in hand, fighting Pablo Diaz.
"Let me teach you in place of your father: when you have the advantage, overwhelm your enemy in one fell swoop. Don't give them time," Pablo Diaz sneered, his katana flashing like mercury as he advanced towards me.
"Then I'll return the favor: as a gang leader, you can't just rush into battle recklessly, or you'll become the enemy's target, and the situation will be reversed in an instant."
I defended with my spiked club, fighting and retreating, enduring the storm of attacks, waiting for my chance to counterattack.
My empire must be earned through my own hard work; I will not retreat to the sidelines and merely order my men around. Now I'm weaker than my enemy; I never imagined someone like Pablodia would personally engage in combat.
There's no need for long-term plans or conspiracies now. If I can kill Pablodia here, I'll be the victor. Since the prey has delivered itself to my doorstep, I can't let it go easily.
In this chaotic battle, besides the enemy in front, I also have to guard against those on my left, right, and behind, who might ambush me or accidentally intrude.
We're inevitably disturbed by others; one of my men rolled between me and Pablodia.
Pablodia vanished in a flash.
Then, a dazzling red blade of light pierced through the body in front of him, thrusting from below.
I had been waiting for this opportunity. With a powerful strike, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning, the spiked club slammed into the blade.
"Hah!"
The club's advantage became apparent. The heavy club struck the narrow blade, shattering the steel into fragments of starlight.
"Persecutor's time has come."
I calculated that Persecutor, now clad in simple clothes and wielding a broken sword, was doomed.
The club spun, unleashing a barrage of powerful strikes.
"Crack!"
Unexpectedly, Persecutor, in a swift movement, grabbed my spear and blocked it.
"Although I've been taking matters into my own hands for the past few years, don't underestimate the experience and skill of an elder. You think you can kill me? Wait another hundred years. Hmph!" Having
regained his footing, Persecutor wielded the spear with effortless ease, unleashing a flurry of spear shadows as he attacked again.
I temporarily adopted a defensive stance, waiting to close the distance and engage in combat.
"Do you know why I waited until today to deal with your red-light district?"
"I waited until you spent all your money, then I destroyed it all. When your wealth is gone, your gang of scoundrels will naturally collapse without a fight."
Pablo Diaz's spear, combined with his psychological warfare, pressed forward like a relentless storm.
But I remained steadfast, unmoved, and retorted, "It's not as rosy as you think! I'll teach you that your waiting is nothing but raising a tiger to threaten your own life."
The once bustling red-light district was now littered with the dead and wounded, thick smoke billowing from the flashing blades, presumably from a fire.
"You are indeed well-prepared. Even my thousand men couldn't take it, but numbers are naturally an advantage. In the midst of the chaos, I can send a few to set fires. Once your red-light district is burned to the ground, let's see what you do then! Hahaha."
"Heh! As long as I kill you here, I can recoup all my losses."
I charged forward, and the two of us clashed again. According to the plan, Xiao Yi should have led her men to reinforce us long ago, trapping Bai Baodia's forces in a pincer attack
and causing them to collapse without a fight. But I waited and waited, and still, she didn't appear. Saving Bai Baodia's life wouldn't be easy; after deducting the men Xiao Yi had taken, I had no more men to spare for fighting the fire, and my anxiety grew. Just as the fierce battle reached its climax, the distinctive bugle call of an army sounded in the distance.
Clearly, it wasn't my reinforcements arriving.
"Looks like the government troops are coming! Let's stop here for today. If you're still alive, we'll fight again next time." Bai Baodia feigned a shot, then smugly smiled and led his men in retreat.
"You spineless scoundrel, don't try to escape! The battle isn't over yet!"
Gang fights, unless held in a pre-arranged desert suburb, often end in the city before the government troops arrive. Today was no different; only Xiao Yi's men were nowhere to be seen.
The arrival of the government troops was like another problem after another.
"Disassemble the cleaver-like head from the gun barrel and keep it safe. Use it to bandage the wounded and fight the fire."
As my still-unharmed men and I lined up in a long queue, sweating profusely as we passed water buckets to extinguish the fire, Sheriff Marina arrived with a large number of officers.
She immediately ordered her men to put out the fire, arrest those involved in the brawl, cordon off the area, and question the person in charge.
As an escaped convict, it wasn't convenient for me to directly own the red-light district. So, one of my men was the nominal owner. Given the current situation, I had no choice but to deal with it, so I naturally wore a silver mask.
I, Rebiru, and the nominally responsible man faced off against this righteous sheriff.
"You are the ones in charge here." Marina, with her vast experience, guessed who the real person in charge was just by looking at our formation. But even if she knew, she could only arrest the man who was taking the blame for me.
"Anyone who breaks the law in this capital will inevitably face its punishment, as you all surely know." The tall, imposing Marina tossed her wavy blonde hair, gracefully crossing her arms as she stood, looking down disdainfully at us criminals. The
beautiful woman before me was the mortal enemy who had arrested me naked, severed Mo Shi'ai's hand, and injured Xiao Yi's face. Thinking of that humiliation, if possible, I would have liked to knock her to the ground and execute her on the spot, teaching her the power of my Dragon Whip, but for now, I must endure. Rebiru rubbed his hands together,
answering like a small-time businessman, "Of course we know. My boss is just a hardworking merchant, running this food street just to make ends meet. Today, this unexpected disaster struck; not only did the gangsters attack us here, but they also overturned the stove, causing a fire. Your Excellency, you must help us apprehend the criminals and bring justice."
"You're just wasting your breath here, and your guards have already participated in the brawl. Not only that, but someone has reported you for running a brothel and possessing weapons and narcotics. Everyone will be taken to the authorities for questioning. Those who should be arrested will be arrested, and those who should be released will be released."
Marina's righteous and stern rebuke finally broke my silence. I shouted, "What are guards for? To protect us, of course! Why are you arresting the guards instead of the violent bandits? As for running a brothel, we keep clear accounts, paying exactly what we pay for, and we never overcharge. Regardless of the relationship between the waitresses and customers, it's all consensual, what does it have to do with us? And as for possessing weapons, wooden sticks, kitchen knives, and armor are not regulated. The narcotics accusation is completely fabricated."
My sharp rebuke made Marina's almond-shaped eyes widen in anger.
"Such a silver tongue! Whether you're guilty or not, I will naturally investigate. As a commoner, you have an obligation to assist the government's investigation and confess everything."
"You say you'll assist, and you say you'll confess, and you say you'll confess! What benefit do we get? Will the government pay us or will we pay with our bodies?"
My rogue-like words drew snickers from the nearby crowd. This only fueled Marina's shame and anger.
"Clang!"
A flash of silver light, and Marina had already drawn her Dragon Sword, holding it to my neck. Her tone was icy as she said, "You little thief, how dare you insult me?"
"What? You want to kill me? Soldiers, kill me! Help!"
Although wealth can buy anything in the empire and power can buy money, I didn't believe that someone with such a prestigious reputation would dare to openly draw her sword to kill me.
"Heh! I'll see what your true colors are, you cowardly coward."
Another flash of sword light, and Marina deftly sliced open my mask and sheathed her sword.
Now I'm the capital's most wanted criminal. I can't let anyone see my true face, so I quickly covered my face with my hands in shock. After

the naked girl parade in Chapter Seven
, Marina didn't arrest me. Instead, a hint of shame appeared on her cold, jade-like face.
"Sorry!"
Whew! That was close.
With just a mask, I wouldn't dare to act openly. So I had to ask the experts in the office to disguise my face as severely burned.
Fortunately, this ruthless sheriff didn't investigate my face any further, otherwise I would have been locked up in prison.
In the end, the official had two mouths. After Marina dampened my spirits, we still had to swallow our pride and submit.
After the soldiers withdrew, Xiao Yi led her blood-stained subordinates back in a sorry state. Perbodia, as expected of a cunning old fox, had arranged for that bitch Nara to be in charge of the follow-up. Xiao Yi's troops were small and no match for the enemy's numbers. If the soldiers hadn't arrived in time, the losses would have been even greater.
The losses we suffered today are truly appalling. Perseid's attack, one scheme after another, resulted in the deaths and injuries of over a hundred of my men and the burning of a tenth of the red-light district. He even sent men to smuggle weapons and narcotics into the area amidst the chaos, hoping to use the authorities against me. He also employed a ruse, using several elderly and disabled soldiers to confess to being clients of prostitutes and accusing my most beautiful women of prostitution. The total
number of dead, wounded, and arrested men exceeded five hundred. Even the most beautiful women were imprisoned, and the red-light district was temporarily closed for possession of contraband. Perseid, on the other hand, suffered only two or three hundred casualties, plus some narcotics. After the battle, I still have to pay resettlement fees to the dead, wounded, and imprisoned.
Being oppressed to this extent by Perseid, my grand plan to make a fortune has vanished. All I can do is go home with my leaders and discuss how to salvage the situation.
Rebiru stroked his balding head and said, "That guy, Pablodia, is really something. He crippled our business with just one move."
Mo Shiai slammed his fist on the table and roared, "It's a pity I couldn't kill him with one shot back then."
Xiao Yi said in a chilling tone, "Next time, I'll personally capture Nara." This time, it was Nara who was facing her.
Mo Shiai continued, "Boss, why don't we retaliate in kind and use his methods against his territory?" "
Don't be impulsive and reckless. The situation is beyond our control. I established the red-light district to facilitate defense and increase our momentum. On the contrary, their strongholds are scattered. Even if you take action, it will only be like usual, seizing territory. It's impossible to severely damage them all at once."
Damn it! Is there no way to avenge this?
Rebiru said, "For now, let's find enough girls and repair the buildings in the red-light district. We'll reopen when the ban expires."
"Even if we reopen, it won't help. What if Pablodia comes again?"
The group gathered together, but no one could come up with a good solution.
"That's enough for now, everyone go back and rest. Anyway, I still have money, so don't worry about making a living."
In reality, I was almost broke too. My 1500 men and hundreds of girls needed to eat every day, but in front of them, I had to pretend everything would be resolved soon. Just as an army with wavering morale cannot win a battle, so too can a gang without morale.
The matter dragged on for half a month. I didn't even have the energy to train Emma. For now, my only option was to attack Bai Baodia's territory with Xiao Yi, Mo Shi'ai, and others, hoping to boost morale by plundering the spoils. Originally, I had kept Xiao Zhen by my side to prevent her from participating in the battle, but at this point, I had no choice but to send her out as well.
However, the pressing financial crisis remained unresolved.
Xiao Zhen and Emma tried everything to cheer me up, but how could a man be energetic without money?
"There must be a way. I've prepared dinner, shall we eat first?" The virtuous Emma placed plates of fragrant dishes on the table.
Then she came over, took my hand, and earnestly persuaded me.
"No need! I went out to meet my friends again today, and I don't even want to move."
The understanding Emma tactfully let me sleep until evening. But when I woke up, I was still listless.
Seeing me like this, Emma left the bedroom helplessly.
"Sigh..."
A little while later, Emma returned.
She was on all fours, like a well-behaved and clever little dog. She had the collar and rope used during training in her mouth, her face as red as an apple, too shy to meet my eyes.
In an instant, my dejection vanished, my fighting spirit and lust surged rapidly, and my penis became as erect as a pillar.
"Woof...woof..."
Emma put down the collar and rope, then rubbed her head against my feet, just like a real puppy.
"I'm sorry to have worried you, I'll pull myself together and won't waste your efforts. Tonight, let's go for a walk in the street and enjoy the bright moon and gentle breeze." Hesitation wasn't in my nature. My wife had gone to such lengths; how could I, as a man, not pull myself together? After regaining my virility, I instructed my bodyguards to stand guard both in front and behind me until late at night before we set off for a walk.
"Didn't you just ask your master to take you for a walk? Why don't you want to go now? A puppy shouldn't be temperamental."
I grabbed Emma and tried to drag her out onto the street.
"But...it's too embarrassing!" Emma replied, incredibly shy.
Indeed, previous training sessions had never been this daring. Emma's attire was indistinguishable from a real puppy, simply a collar and leash.
"Come out! There are no talking dogs in the world."
"Woof..."
I dragged Emma onto the deserted street in the dead of night.
The soft moonlight bathed her beautiful body, her sexy, naked curves alluring. Her soft, bare back, her round and firm buttocks, her slender, long legs. The young body of a fourteen-year-old girl, completely naked, bathed in the night breeze. Her smooth, silky skin blushed with shyness.
"Mmm! It smells so good. I think I can smell the lewd fragrance coming from Emma's flower cave."
"Woof...woof..."
Emma protested by barking like a dog in humiliation, her head lowered and looking around.
"Emma really has ice-cold skin and bones! Touching it is so smooth and cool, it's refreshing."
I held Emma's leash with one hand and rubbed and stroked her snowy buttocks with the other.
"Are you scared?"
Completely naked, Emma was afraid of being discovered, and she was like a frightened bird at the slightest sound, which made her more and more adorable.
"As long as you don't worry anymore, brother. Emma will try to endure it."
Emma said affectionately, no longer barking like a dog.
This affection was unforgettable to me.
"You don't want to go out during the day because you're afraid of being criticized, but now the two of us, brother and sister, are taking a walk under the moonlight. Isn't that romantic?"
"But it's too embarrassing, and there's a chilling feeling in it."
Emma couldn't help but shrink and tremble a little while being naked.
"The square is bustling with people in the morning, and there's a pool in the center. Shall I warm you up there?
And Emma can see her own wanton reflection in the water."
"Brother, you're such a bad guy!" Emma said resentfully, but her body didn't resist my pull.
Reaching the mirror-like pool, I looked around at the bungalows surrounding the square. The thought of being discovered at any moment filled me with both fear and excitement.
I reached out and explored Emma's peach garden, finding it covered in warm, sticky love fluid.
"You even get aroused when I'm dressed as a dog for a walk at night? No wonder you're my perverted sister!"
"Brother..."
Emma was too shy to look up, her whole body stiffening.
"Oh... ah... no..."
My fingers caressed her smooth, creamy peach garden, then found their way inside her flower cave.
Warm, tender flesh enveloped my fingers, wriggling incessantly, the honeyed cave overflowing with moisture like a flood.
"Ah...ahhh...haha..."
I let Emma cling to the edge of the pool, then moved to the area behind her Mid-Autumn Festival.
Emma's peach orchard remained smooth as ever, without a single weed. Reflected by her love juices, it shone brilliantly in the moonlight.
It was time.
I let the whip of desire in my lower body break free from the constraints of reason and clothing, lashing out exposed into the void.
Faced with the alluring temptation before me, it was spirited and vigorous, its thick, dark body covered in engorged veins, poised to invade.
"Brother..."
Emma glanced back shyly, her head bowed in a mixture of fear and anticipation.
That single look further ignited my lust.
Without hesitation, I adopted a position that deeply humiliated her, like animalistic mating, parting Emma's pink legs from behind, opening her flooded, mysterious garden with my hands, and thrusting straight in.
"Ahhh...ah...brother..."
As I penetrated her smooth, narrow flower, my sister let out a melodious moan, like a fairy's song.
Once inside her, my member was subjected to the constant pressure of her flesh walls; the mere sensation of writhing was exhilarating.
"Brother... such a big one... inside me... ahhh..."
Emma was stunned and weak-kneed at the sight of my vigorous thrusting in the pool's reflection.
Her reaction only amplified my sense of conquest. I was like a tireless puppet, continuously thrusting in and out, causing her juices to gush out under the pressure, wave after wave of pleasure.
"Ahhhh... Emma feels like she's flying..."
In a semi-conscious state, she cried out loudly without restraint, reaching the peak of her orgasm.
I was also nearing my limit, ejaculating my pent-up semen into her vagina all at once.
"Ahhhhhh..."
Emma collapsed in front of me, her face flushed and delicate. Sticky secretions flowed from her slightly parted lips.
That night, before the residents could light their lights and open their windows to check, I quickly picked up Emma and fled. The next day, without hesitation or worry, I arranged to meet Sheila in the red-light district to prepare for my new venture.
Looking at the once magnificent and bustling red-light district, now deserted and desolate, with some areas even closed due to damage, the dark elf toyed with her silver hair and said, "Well done, but it's a pity the glory only lasts a week. What are you planning to do next?"
"Last night, while I was pondering by the pool, I had an idea. The concept of the red-light district is correct, the problem is dealing with the attack from Ceberdia and the search by government troops. So I'm going to use your father's connections; he's in charge of the Imperial Navy. I'll change the operation of the red-light district to operating pleasure boats, which will evade the jurisdiction of the law enforcement authorities. In a naval battle, this time I will definitely crush Ceberdia in one fell swoop."
My plan was already in my mind; I could even say I foresaw the victory before me.
"Very creative!" After listening, Sheila smiled and applauded for me.
"Sell this place to buy a boat, and dismantle the renovations to install on it. It won't cost too much, the problem is I need to find a new batch of girls."
Sheila then affectionately took my hand and said, "Simply put, you're asking me for money."
"That's right!"
Sheila, who had been overjoyed, laughed even more heartily, saying, "No problem, the last thing I lack is money. But who was it that assured me it would definitely succeed before, and now you want me to hand over money again?"
Then, a cunning glint flashed in her beautiful eyes as she said, "If you need money, then cast aside your proud pride and kneel before me to lick my shoes!" Sheila triumphantly lifted her long skirt, revealing her delicate feet.
"Lick them!"
This proud noblewoman, does she think she's a queen, and I'm her slave or pet?
"That's easy. Don't even mention licking your shoes; I can lick your cute little butt too, but I'll only do it during sex. If you want me to lick you, you'd better take off all your clothes."
Sheila lightly waved her glittering fan, her face frosty as she withdrew her foot, saying, "You seem to have misunderstood who's in charge now. Disobedient pets don't get any rewards."
"You're the one who's mistaken! If you don't lend me any more money, I won't repay the previous loans, nor will I be able to. Besides, with the riot at No Return Island prison, plus the loss you suffered by lending me money this time, what face do you have in front of Father?"
"Weren't you the one who wanted to make a good impression on Father? Who told you to get on my pirate ship? If you want me to repay the money, then give me more."
Hearing my twisted logic, Sheila was completely stunned. After a long pause, she said with a hint of anger, "You wish! All that
boasting you do is nothing but a gigolo, a shameless scoundrel who only knows how to swindle money from me." I clapped my hands and said, "Thank you for the compliment. I'm no great hero. From the beginning, I've been a ruthless gangster who's done all sorts of bad things. Deceiving an innocent girl is nothing to me. Now, are you going to lend it to me or not?"
Despite my intimidation, Sheila remained unfazed and said, "You're really cunning! But that's what I admire about you."
"The men I know are either groveling lackeys, ignorant and arrogant noblemen, or cunning and ruthless bigwigs in the court. A young man who dares to force himself on me is indeed extraordinary. I think I'm starting to like you! As for the money, consider it a scam. Just name your price. But you have to answer one question."
"What if I absolutely refuse to lend you any more money? You won't end up like those gigolos, either begging on your knees or resorting to violence, will you?"
I scratched my head and said, "Of course I have methods, but I'll only try if the cost of coaxing you out of your money is minimal. Otherwise, I've made up my mind; whether it's assassination, robbery, or kidnapping, I'll succeed."
In an instant, Sheila asked incredulously, "You're not serious, are you?"
"I'm prepared to go underground."
Assassination, robbery, kidnapping—every gang does countless things daily, but their targets are mostly civilians, with a few being other gangs. Targeting civilians doesn't yield much profit, and they're not pushovers against other gangs; they'll inevitably retaliate.
To obtain substantial returns, the targets must be wealthy merchants or nobles. Those
in the underworld appear glamorous on the surface, but in reality, they're like wild beasts in the forest, unable to directly confront humans, just as they cannot directly confront the government. Within the empire, money and power are intertwined, and the relationship between officials and merchants is intricately woven. Behind every wealthy tycoon and noble, there is inevitably a corresponding influence within the imperial court.
To oppose them, without connections in the court, is tantamount to making an enemy of the entire empire and all gangs, inevitably leading to elimination.
There are those who can defy this law of the jungle. These organizations are mysterious, comprised of only a few elites, specializing in kidnapping, assassination, and other such activities.
But the price is that money cannot be spent; one must remain hidden abroad. Otherwise, if discovered and exposed, one will be hunted by both the legal and illegal worlds. If captured, the torture is chilling.
"Doing this would be quite interesting!"
"Only a naive girl like you would find it interesting." Thinking of the high price to pay if forced to do so, I had no time for jokes.
"There's one more thing. I want you to give me Little Zhen's key."
"Are you kidding me?" Sheila's face was full of displeasure.
"I'm not joking. You placed her by my side so she'd see the despicable side of me, a member of the underworld. Once she realizes her mistakes and returns to you, then you'll seriously try to eliminate me, won't you?"
Perhaps I'd hit a nerve; Sheila's face fell, expressionless.
"I believe the Bull Girl will ultimately choose me. As a woman, you can't give her a marriage, a title. If you truly love her, why keep her by your side?"
After a long silence, Sheila suppressed her anger and said bitterly, "I hate having my secrets exposed. Who do you think you are? You're just a stinking man. And who do you think I am, willing to sacrifice myself for the happiness of the one I love?" "I'll
tell you what I want. If I can't have it, I won't give it to anyone else. I'd rather destroy it." A
sharp, murderous aura emanated from Sheila.
I hadn't expected her concern for the Bull Girl to be so profound. Perhaps I shouldn't have rashly asked this question.
But the words were already spoken, and I couldn't take them back. I bluntly stated, "It's best to let go when it's time to let go."
"Then let's make a bet?"
Sheila, her anger subdued, looked at me with a seductive gaze, "I'll wager Little Zhen on your younger sister, my beautiful wife. If you lose again, I'll capture her and keep her as a pet."
"Do you dare?" Sheila's slender finger pointed directly at my nose.
This guy!
"It's fair that we all wager our women! What's there to be afraid of?"
"Don't think you can cheat this time."
We were betting not only on the women we loved, but also on our dignity and judgment.
Finally, we made a formal bet. Sheila even sent people to my house to monitor me, in case I lost and then ran away with Emma. After
the negotiation, Sheila left under the protection of her four blind bodyguards. On the way, she saw Little Yi, dressed in a school uniform, working at a construction site and stopped to watch, seemingly finding it very interesting.
Personally, I didn't want Little Yi to follow me into the underworld. To my firm refusal to let her join, Xiao Yi held her large axe to my neck. In this situation, I had no choice but to agree; in fact, having another strongman at this crucial time would be very beneficial.
My condition for the exchange was that Xiao Yi continue her studies, but she hated studying and often skipped school to come to my place, so eventually I had to let her make her own decisions. I was completely helpless with this little girl who was younger than me and possessed superhuman strength, often wielding a large axe.
"You nouveau riche! I raise a heifer, and you're trying to raise a little girl from the bear tribe. Looks like your pedophilia is quite serious!" Perhaps because she was in a bad mood earlier, Sheila made a hurtful sarcastic remark.
This level of verbal attack didn't bother me at all. The problem was that there was another person present who appeared calm on the surface but had a fiery temper inside.
Little Yi was carrying a beam about a foot wide when, after overhearing Sheila's words, she hurled it at Sheila.
"Boom!"
A thunderous sound followed, and the beam lodged about a foot in front of Sheila, sending up a cloud of dust. This dramatic turn of events made her instantly drop her mocking expression.
Like a fairy descending from heaven, Little Yi gracefully leaped across the sky and landed atop the beam, looking down arrogantly at Sheila.
"Who did you just call a domesticated bear?" My aunt's eyes flashed with a cold light, clearly ready to teach Sheila a lesson at the slightest provocation.
While I was fretting with worry, Sheila, seemingly oblivious to the danger, looked up at the glimpse of Little Yi's skirt.
Next, this lesbian, dark-skinned noblewoman said, "A bear girl in bear underwear? This thing is interesting. I'll give you another five thousand gold coins to sell this beast to me too!"
Before I could stop her, Xiao Yi, whose face was flushed with lust under Sheila's lecherous gaze, roared, "Who are you calling a beast?"
What followed was a shocking battle. Xiao Yi used a beam as a weapon to fight four of Sheila's blind bodyguards. The five of them fought a fierce battle on the construction site with lightning speed. Sheila herself stood by and watched the battle leisurely, completely unconcerned about the trouble she had caused me.
"Tell your bodyguards to stop!"
"I'm not the one who's going to fight!"
"If you don't tell them to stop, I'll have my men do it." Facing this spoiled noblewoman, Sheila, I had to raise my voice.
"You look so fierce, what if you scare me? I might change my mind."
Dealing with this girl is no easy task. Begging won't work, and using force might really enrage her.
Never mind!
Taking advantage of the fact that the four bodyguards were caught in the middle of a fierce fight and couldn't spare a second thought, I grabbed Sheila tightly and, risking being bitten on the tongue, forced my tongue inside hers.
After a long, deep kiss, I only stopped when she was almost out of breath.
"She's my grandfather's daughter, my aunt. She's not some pet. If you want to play pranks, come find me. Why bother with a little kid?"
"Stop!" Sheila ordered unwillingly. But she started punching me hard with her fists and even stomped on my toes.
To quell this little devil's anger, I had no choice but to endure her abuse for a while.
Having dealt with one, I still had to settle the other. Xiao Yi, oblivious to her school uniform fluttering in the fight, revealing her white bear-patterned underwear, showed no sign of stopping.
If I couldn't even manage a quarrel between two women, what face would I have left in front of my many subordinates?
Dodging the pillar that swept through like a typhoon, I finally managed to get behind Xiao Yi, slipping my hand inside her skirt to explore, touching her still-developing, sexy little buttocks.
"My dear Xiao Yi, calm down, okay?"
"You disrespectful pervert!" A blush rose to her pretty face. Xiao Yi threw down the pillar and slapped me, then turned and stormed off.
Knowing Xiao Yi's personality, she would definitely force Sheila to apologize, but Sheila would never apologize under any circumstances.
I had no choice but to resort to this tactic to drive Xiao Yi away, and I remembered to try to avoid letting the two of them interact in the future.
Sheila provided less funding this time than last time; she's such a stingy woman. Luckily, she didn't change her mind because of her argument with Xiao Yi. On the other hand, she used her connections from prison to get me a group of female inmates of varying quality, to help me make a comeback.
This isn't just a gang war between me and Pablo Diaz, but also a crucial moment in my life.
If I win, I can say I'll rise to power, starting with unifying the gang and heading towards dominating the capital.
If I lose, all the funds will be gone, and the loser will have no chance to challenge Pablo Diaz again. At best, I'll be a small-time thug, lucky if I still have a hundred or so men under my command.
As for Emma, I don't even dare to think about losing her.

Chapter Eight: Bloodbath in the Raging Sea
Having learned from the previous experience, the preparations for switching from a red-light district to a pleasure boat fleet went very smoothly. The problem was that the female prisoners Sheila had given me were all fierce and extremely resistant to obedience. If I directly employed them as prostitutes, even if Pablo Diaz didn't interfere, all the customers would inevitably be driven away. But this little act of revenge Sheila had taken from me because of Little Yi was no problem for me. I chained up the fiercest female prisoners and let the customers train them in sadomasochistic games, scaring the others into submission.
The preparations took a total of three months before the opening.
On the opening day, I received intelligence from my inside source that Pablo Diaz's faction would be making a large-scale operation.
I made the corresponding preparations and even invited Sheila to watch.
My pleasure boat fleet consisted of four giant ships and more than ten medium-sized boats. The interior decorations and furnishings were even more magnificent than the original red-light district. After deducting those killed, wounded, and arrested in previous territorial battles, 1,500 of my remaining men were mobilized.
Before the battle, I gathered everyone on the deck for a pep talk.
"Thank you all for your hard work. If we win this next battle, we can make up for our previous defeats."
"You joined the underworld for nothing more than money. I provide the money, you provide the lives. Are you willing to sell your lives to me?"
I solemnly surveyed my thousand men.
"Need you even ask? Our lives already belong to our boss, don't you all agree?"
Mo Shi'ai led the way with unwavering loyalty, and the others followed suit, clamoring to die for me. The thousand men roared with high morale.
Thanks to Mo Shi'ai, a brother with more loyalty than brains, things might not have gone so smoothly.
"Let's celebrate victory."
I raised my glass in celebration and poured the wine onto the deck. The bright red wine seemed to foreshadow the bloody battle to come.
"Go back and prepare."
With everything ready, I kept only strategist Rebiru, Xiao Zhen, and Sheila by my side.
"You specifically asked me to come here just to hear you guys shout slogans?"
"I'm not that bored! Our bet will be decided tonight. You go to the small boat I've arranged to watch the battle. When the fighting starts, swords have no eyes; if I accidentally hurt you, I can't afford to offend your father." "
I'll wait and see your result." Sheila gave Xiao Zhen one last look, hesitated, and then boarded the small boat and left.
I only told Rebiru and Xiao Zhen about my bet with Sheila.
"A lot of people will die in this battle," Rebiru said with a hint of sadness.
"Victory always comes with sacrifices. Killing ten thousand enemies while losing three thousand of your own—that's reality."
"If the leader succeeds, I think Sheila's feelings will be severely damaged. But then she should rationally acknowledge our strength, and our cooperation will be much more stable. We might even be able to contact Prince Kaguru directly through her." "
I hope everything is as you analyze."
After patting him on the shoulder and instructing Rebiru to take his leave, I picked up the spiked club that had risked my life with me and carefully cleaned every protruding nail.
"I don't like it when people constantly say 'I love you.' After this battle, I want you to stay with me."
The heifer looked completely bewildered, stammering for a while before finally managing to say, "This...this...we're not objects. How could Mr. Elios use me and Miss Emma as a wager with his master?" "
I don't want to explain further, but do you think I would casually agree to use my own wife as a wager? That should be enough to show how much I value my feelings for you."
"I...I...I..." The heifer looked dejected, swallowing back her words halfway through.
I took the initiative, pulling her to my chest and pressing her ample breasts against me, saying, "Do you want to be with me or not?"
"Yes! I do."
The heifer finally made up her mind, closing her eyes and raising her head as if to offer a kiss.
I gave her a light kiss on the forehead.
Tonight! My killing intent was intense, awaiting my nemesis.
As dusk fell, the henchmen on the outskirts reported spotting the enemy. Not only on land, but also by sea, the Perbodians were advancing simultaneously, their vanguard already equal in number to ours.
After I moved my operations to the sea, escaping the jurisdiction of the Security Bureau, he could no longer use the government against me; everyone had to decide the victor through sheer strength.
I stood proudly at the bow, gazing towards the docks. Thousands of people carrying torches formed a surging wave of flames. On the surrounding seas, enemies in large and small boats appeared one after another, their numbers countless.
"There are so many of them!" The cowgirl shrank timidly behind me, her soft breasts pressing against my back.
"The more the better, we can wipe them all out in one fell swoop." I grinned menacingly at the moths drawn to the flame, but the number of Perbodian ships was even greater than I had anticipated.
"Send warships to clear out the enemies at sea, and do everything in our power to guard the docks and prevent the Perbodians from boarding."
Prince Kaguru was a powerful figure in charge of the Imperial Navy; I naturally wouldn't let go of this powerful backer. After haggling with Sheila, I purchased five medium-sized warships at a bargain price. Nominally, these were all old ships that had been stripped of their armor and were slated for scrap. In reality, they were fully equipped with bows, crossbows, and cannons, and had ample ammunition and arrows. My men had been trained for over a month, and to prevent leaks, they were isolated and forbidden from contacting the outside world. Using these secret weapons to deal with the enemy in their small wooden boats was like tigers among sheep.
Beforehand, I had camouflaged these five warships, making them appear as ordinary civilian vessels. Now, removing the camouflage
and launching a full-scale attack, the naval situation was clearly in my favor. And leading the charge was none other than my young yet dashing aunt, Elena, her brown hair flowing in the wind, a small cannon slung over her shoulder, relentlessly bombarding the enemy. My five warships either sank or severely damaged one wooden boat after another. Even those few that managed to get close could not board the armored warships and were simply smashed to pieces. While not as powerful as against smaller boats, the
rockets and cannonballs still held a clear advantage. The dark sea was illuminated by their barrage. The Perseid forces were routed. Realizing that long-range arrows and cannon fire were disadvantageous, the remaining enemy ships charged towards my larger vessels anchored in the sea, engaging in hand-to-hand combat. Once more than half the ships had been sunk or damaged, the remaining men rushed onto the ships. The sea was littered with floating corpses and burning boats; the thick smoke and flames reflected my initial victory. Having finished the artillery duel,
Xiao Yi put down her cannon and picked up her favored great axe, preparing for a fierce melee.
In contrast, the situation on land was quite different. The enemy, outnumbered and outmatched, easily broke through the outer defenses and attacked the docks defended by Moshiai's forces.
Aside from the five warships under Xiao Yi's command, my pleasure boats were formed by connecting the various ships with iron chains, creating a maritime fortress. The loss of the fleet would mean my complete defeat. With the current manpower on my ships, I had enough to deal with any enemy who dared to board and engage in close combat.
"Mo Shi'ai, hold on! Don't retreat!" I looked ahead anxiously and ordered small boats to be sent to bring the people back from the dock.
The two sides clashed repeatedly, their battle cries echoing through the sky. Waves of enemies surged forward, and although Mo Shi'ai bravely led the charge, there were many skilled fighters among the enemy.
Too many people had gathered on the dock, and the battle was so fierce that people were constantly being pushed into the water, and the number of people trampled to death was almost as many as those hacked to death.
"Fight and retreat, don't panic and completely collapse! Everyone who can move, transfer to the small boats!"
At the same time, those who boarded the giant ship were being divided, surrounded, and eliminated one by one. I shouted the order while using the ring Sheila had given me. This time, I was no longer just watching; this time, I was going to let Xiao Zhen and Hehe fight alongside me.
Seeing my arrival, Pablodia finally joined the fray.
In the crowd, I saw Pablodia's secret weapon emerge from the crowd: more than five mages cast a spell on the sea, creating an ice bridge that the army could cross.
"This day next year will be your death anniversary." Pablodia, running and charging towards the ship, drew his bow and shot an arrow at me amidst the encirclement of his many subordinates.
The arrow came through the air with tremendous force, almost reaching me as soon as it left the bowstring.
"Clang."
Luckily, I reacted quickly and deflected it with my spiked club.
"You think you can deal with me with arrows of this caliber? Hmph! If you have the guts, draw your sword and fight me one-on-one."
"You can try to get past my men first."
Bai Baodiya's handsome face wore a disdainful expression. He didn't give me a chance, only firing arrows at me from the ice bridge while his men attacked my sea fortress.
Under these circumstances, Mo Shi'ai, Xiao Zhen, and I, who had retreated in a small boat, formed a triangular formation to cover each other, becoming the mainstay of the defensive line to withstand the enemy's fierce wave attack, trying to prevent them from climbing up.
My spiked club swung with lightning speed, beating enemies until they bled profusely. Wherever Mo Shi'ai's prosthetic arm passed, enemies were practically torn apart. The
usually dull and clumsy Xiao Zhen, after the seal on her ring was broken, seemed to have transformed into a different person.
The two sharp horns on her head shone with a crimson light, and her eyes flashed with a demonic killing intent. Her maid outfit, which originally represented weakness and obedience, seemed to have become the black robes favored by death. As for Xiao Yi, she was busy clearing out the enemies who had attacked from the ship earlier and was currently unable to spare any attention.
Xiao Zhen fought bare-handed, yet her destructive power was greater than both Mo Shi'ai's and mine. Her movements were as fast as lightning, using her brute strength to break the enemies' limbs and shatter their bones. She even dug out the hearts of enemies with her bare hands.
Niu Nu's movements were as beautiful as a dance, her proud breasts rising and falling alluringly. I watched as she deftly and skillfully locked a burly man's hand, then, with fluid grace, moved to his chest and broke his ribs with an elbow strike. Then, in a turn, she had already flashed to another enemy's side.
"There are too many of them. You wait here, I'll go kill their leader,"
Xiao Zhen said confidently, her sharp eyes locking onto the approaching Perbotia.
"Don't go, it's too risky!"
I deflected another of Perbotia's arrows. The situation was dangerous, and although Xiao Zhen was confident, I didn't want her to take the risk. Especially with the numerous mages protecting Pablo Diaz behind him, constantly casting spells and launching long-range attacks, going there might not guarantee a survival.
"Alright! I'll listen to you."
A cunning smile I wasn't familiar with flashed across Xiao Zhen's face. Her skillful hands easily crushed the enemy's hand bones, and with a graceful spin, she returned to my side.
I had two good helpers by my side, so my safety wasn't a problem for the time being. But the overall situation couldn't be changed by individual strength alone. The giant ship I was currently on, closest to the dock, was gradually falling into enemy hands. With their superior numbers, Pablo Diaz's side pressed forward with all their might, gradually gaining control of the entire ship as every inch they advanced stained the floor with blood.
Inside the giant ship, swords flashed and swords clashed incessantly, blood flew everywhere, and the dead lay strewn about.
"Everyone, hold on! If we lose here, we have no future!"
Seeing the situation getting worse and worse, I shouted desperately to boost the morale of my men.
"Do you think you can just keep going as you please?"
Pablodia sneered, adding over a hundred more men. I had no one left to join, and he finally boarded the ship himself.
"Slaughter them all here in one fell swoop!" Pablodia fired arrows continuously while ordering his men to attack our trio, instantly increasing the pressure.
Although we were still holding on, my men were on the verge of collapse. The situation was changing far faster than I had anticipated; continuing would only lead to encirclement.
"Send word to retreat to other ships and untie the chains connecting us to this giant ship."
With that order, the three of us led the retreat to the adjacent ship. I wasn't going to stay behind just to cover their retreat out of loyalty.
On the giant ship, amidst the fierce battle, the ground was covered with the dead and wounded; everyone had fought through blood.
Although Mo Shi'ai's grip didn't loosen, his fighting spirit had wavered.
"What if the boss goes down again? There are fewer and fewer brothers left. If the pleasure boat is destroyed, we won't have the resources to do it again."
"What are you afraid of? We can deal with the future later. For now, let's hold off the enemy."
Riding on the momentum of their victory on the giant ship, Pablo Diaz summoned his best men to advance on the three of us. They
were both attacking and defending against us, and we couldn't deal with them as easily as before. Moreover, the remaining enemies who had been suppressed by Xiao Yi were also breaking through with all their might.
"Amazing!"
Witnessing such a spectacular human fountain, Xiao Zhen was so moved, shocked, excited, and aroused that she went limp and sat down on the ground.
Nara opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, her face showing an indistinguishable mix of pain and joy, her mouth full of saliva, and it was unclear whether she had lost consciousness.
I waited until all the wine in the champagne bottle had been poured into Nara's body before instructing Xiao Zhen to put her down.
"You slut, listen to me carefully! Clench your ass tight! If you drop the champagne bottle, I'll make you kneel on the broken glass until dawn."
I took the collar from Xiao Zhen's hand and fastened it around her neck, leading her like a dog on a leash in the garden of the White House. My other hand held Xiao Zhen's tender hand tightly.

Chapter Three: The Kidnapped Wife
. Soft moonlight bathed Nora, this wanton beauty, in its entirety. As she crawled on the ground, her buttocks swayed gracefully, especially the champagne bottle inserted into her anus, which aroused endless fantasies.
"Beast! My life is so miserable!"
Perhaps because her rectum was filled with wine, Nora, emboldened by the absorption, cursed us, father and son, with tears streaming down her face.
"I've endured for over a decade, and in that man's heart, I'm not even third. I finally waited until my daughter grew up, thinking we could reunite and I could take all the property. But... but this is what happened!"
"Waaah! Waaah! You and your father will both suffer a terrible death, especially you, who are even more ruthless than your father! What's wrong with a woman wanting to accumulate some wealth before she gets old and weak?"
I didn't stop Nora's insults; it was tantamount to praising me. The harsher her insults, the more successful my methods were.
"Enough with the insults! You'll get what's coming to you."
I led Nora to the front door of the White House and, in the middle of the night,
I began to have sex with this harlot in front of the deserted street. For me, Nora was less about lust and more about the satisfaction of revenge. While punishing this harlot, I thought of my father's other woman, Elia. She and Nora were so different. Why would my father choose two such different people as mistresses? How were Elia's reactions in bed different from Nora's?
As I thrust into this slut, I thought of her lovely daughter, who was devoted to me. What torment she would suffer under Persephone's clutches!
The thought pained me!
Nora spread her legs, clamping them around my waist, a champagne bottle still inserted in her anus, enduring my relentless onslaught. Each time, I pounded relentlessly, reaching the very depths of her flower, showing no mercy to this slut.
"Ugh! So thick and hot, just like your father when he was young,"
Nora cried out in self-pity, her moans incessant.
Hearing this only fueled my rage. I wanted to surpass my father, both in the size and quality of my harem and in my underworld achievements.
Inside her flower, mingled with champagne and love juices, I rode even more wildly. The foreign object in her anus caused Nora's flower to contract abnormally, defying the ravages of time and rivaling Emma's tightness.
"Ahhh! So amazing, even more amazing than your deadbeat dad!"
Nara, driven to her limit by my fucking, screamed as she reached her climax, forcing out the champagne bottle and spraying champagne and excrement all over the floor.
"Ouch!" I heard Xiao Zhen's disgusted and surprised scream.
"Hmph!" After satisfying my lust, I stood up and kicked Nara, who was lying in the filth.
"Get up! It's not over yet!"
"Enough! Spare me!"
"Spare you? Then who will spare my wife, your daughter! You slut."
"She'll be alright, Pablodia is her biological father, he won't do anything to her." Nara cried out, revealing this fact.
Sigh! I almost had a mental breakdown, and Xiao Zhen had to support me to prevent me from falling in shock.
This pair of scoundrels is truly outrageous. They cheated on me with my dad, the man even stole my gang, and the woman framed me and got me imprisoned. But their adorable female dog, Emma, is my favorite. Fate is so
cruel! "You two are truly wicked!"
"Wait! Why did Pablo touch Emma that time?"
"I forced him. What if people found out Emma's biological father wasn't your father? How could he legally inherit the estate? Why let the good stuff go to someone else? Emma's getting married anyway, so why not strengthen family ties?"
Hearing from Nora about Emma and Pablo's relationship eased my worries slightly.
The next day, Pablo sent a crystal ball. This wasn't an ordinary crystal ball; it was a tool for magically transmitting messages. Such valuable items were usually only possessed by the military, nobles, and wealthy merchants.
I decided to communicate with Pablo alone in my study.
The image in the crystal ball was somewhat blurry, but I could still clearly see Pablo, and Emma behind him, her hands and feet bound, her mouth stuffed with a rag, her face full of sorrow.
Persephone sat leisurely in his chair and said, "We are mortal enemies, so let's skip the polite formalities. If you want your wife back, prepare 100,000 gold coins. I'll decide the time and place of delivery. Now, hurry up and raise the money!"
"Hahahaha! Did I hear that right? You want me to use 100,000 gold coins to buy back a woman who belongs to me? I could buy a hundred beauties at the slave market!"
"Feelings can't be valued in ordinary ways. Nora knows very well how much you love her daughter, and besides, can you bear to see your own sister murdered or sold into a brothel?"
This disgusting fellow! Using his own daughter to blackmail his son-in-law, I don't believe you can do anything to Emma.
"No need to waste everyone's time anymore, one price. Nara for her daughter, or I'll pay five thousand gold coins. I won't accept any other conditions. You choose." "
Then let me verify if the hostage is worth a hundred thousand gold coins?" Pablo Diaz said with a self-deprecating bitter smile.
"Call the brothers outside in. Gang rape Emma right here. She's the daughter of the former gang leader, a beautiful girl of fourteen or fifteen. You don't get many chances to meet a woman like that."
Cheers came from the men behind Pablo Diaz.
"Wait! It's a great disgrace in the underworld for your woman to be violated. How you treat Emma, I'll treat Nara the same way. Afterwards, I'll hang her naked in the street outside the White House. Then I'll see if you still have the face to stay in the underworld. Brothers are like limbs, wives are like clothes. Anyone who dares to hurt my limbs, I'll wear their clothes; anyone who dares to wear my clothes, I'll cut off their limbs." After saying this, I didn't care how Pablo Diaz reacted and locked the crystal ball in the desk drawer.
But Emma's heartbroken expression kept flashing in my eyes. Did she think I had given up on her?
"You beast! I swear I won't be human until I chop you into mincemeat!"
The more I valued Emma during negotiations, the higher Perbodia's demands became. And if it came down to a contest of humiliating Emma and Nora, whoever couldn't bear it first would surely give in. I wouldn't even let another man touch Emma.
Now, my only hope was that my enemy, Perbodia, was a person who valued family and reason, and understood that harming hostages would only diminish their value.
I stormed out of the study, ordering Mo Shi'ai, Xiao Zhen, and Xiao Yi to launch a full-scale attack to seize Perbodia's territory. I wanted to use force to directly force him to accept my terms of negotiation.
In the following days, the two sides fought incessantly. After losing the White House, Perbodia couldn't even pay his men's resettlement fees. With his power waning, disloyalty grew daily, and his men either died in battle, betrayed him, or secretly fled.
On days like these, I naturally had no desire for sex, and could only use work to distract myself from my longing for Emma. Little Zhen, understanding my pain, endured it and fought even harder than usual. However, this didn't apply to one person:
my bed partner, the dark enchantress Sheila.
When I returned to my room exhausted after a long day of work, she was lying naked on my bed, covered only by a thin blanket, highlighting her exquisite curves.
"I'm not in the mood for sex, go home and sleep!"
"Sigh! What a weak-willed man, even a little pressure makes you impotent." Sheila, completely oblivious to my feelings, knew nothing of gentleness or consideration.
I suppressed my anger, took a dildo from the bedside table, and tossed it to my little witch.
"If you're unhappy, comfort yourself here, or go back to your own home."
"No need to be so angry!" Sheila threw back the blanket, revealing her alluring body, and then carefully played with the dildo, licking it.
"I don't mind if you have three wives and four concubines, nor do I care about sharing you with other women. After all, promiscuous relationships are a noble tradition!" Sheila smiled seductively, then continued,
"Now is the perfect opportunity for you to make a choice. I don't mind being your bed partner without status. But my father will absolutely not accept it; you must formally marry me. That way, I will be considered an adult, and the emperor will grant my husband the title of Earl. Although it's a hollow title without real power, it will give you access to royalty, and leaving the underworld for further advancement will be a breeze. My father values talent; you're lucky to be close to him." "
What do you mean by that?"
"If Emma unfortunately doesn't return, don't you think this is an opportunity for a husband to rise in status and wealth through his wife? Or is your ambition merely at the level of a petty gangster?"
"Are you asking me to just watch her get killed?"
"It's not necessary for her to die intentionally, it's just that things would be easier if she died."
These past few days, while I was preoccupied, Sheila had been constantly moving her favorite furniture and decorations into the White House, as if she were the mistress of the house.
"Perhaps if I abandoned Emma, my future would be brighter. With your father's help, I would go further and faster. But would you trust someone who could abandon the woman they love most for fame and fortune?"
Sheila said confidently, "I believe in myself! Even if Emma doesn't die, by the time she's old and faded, I'll be in my prime. At that time, will you choose a mature, beautiful young woman, or a middle-aged woman with increasing wrinkles? Think about it carefully!"
After enticing me with the promise of gain, Sheila then switched to using her beauty. She attentively and carefully unzipped my pants, pulled out my listless penis, and brought out the ice and warm water she had prepared beforehand.
Sheila deftly picked up the ice cube, parted her red lips slightly, and put it in her mouth, then took a sip of warm water. Then, she opened her cherry-like mouth and swallowed my penis. My penis swelled and swelled in Sheila's mouth, the temperature difference creating intense stimulation, and Sheila's delicate tongue teased and teased me vigorously, swirling around the tip and sucking hard. On
one hand, there was career; on the other, love. Which should I choose?
I'm not some saint, but an ambitious underworld figure. Sheila's offer was very attractive. But if I had to exchange Emma for it, I could never accept it.
As I pondered this, I felt the pleasure in my lower body intensify, like an electric current coursing through my body.
Sheila's eyes were flushed with desire, her cheeks red, and she knelt at my feet, humiliated and submissive, looking up at me with adoration.
In the space where the ice and hot water were being changed, Sheila said sentimentally, "I know I'm willful and capricious, and I have that playful attitude towards life. I'm not stupid! I understand that no one truly likes me, and those who want to get close to me all have ulterior motives. Aren't you the same?"
Hearing Sheila say this, my heart felt like it had been pierced by a cold arrow.
"A proud woman, if she didn't like someone, would she be willing to go to such lengths to tease and retaliate against someone?" She held my penis in her hand, pressed it against her cheek, kissed and licked it clean, and then placed it back into her soft, fragrant mouth.
Sheila's lips were something countless noblemen dreamed of possessing; they were practically priceless. But now she was opening her lips to give me oral sex. In that instant, I felt a surge of emotion!
"Whatever choice you make, I will accept it. Anyway, I am neither your wife, nor your concubine, nor even your pet. Just a bed partner, one rank above a slave!" Sheila spoke up, her tongue teasing me to the point of ecstasy.
"Father wants to see you tomorrow, Elios. Think carefully about how to make a decision."
Sheila continued until I ejaculated in her mouth, then swallowed the semen, ice cubes, and warm water in one gulp, without a trace of disgust on her face, but rather a hint of happiness.
The next day, following Sheila's instructions, I went to a high-class restaurant, gave the manager the code, and entered a small villa belonging to Prince Kaguru through an underground passage. I had no time to appreciate the villa's exquisite furnishings.
Led by a servant, when I pushed open the door, I found the prince already sitting at the other end of the round table in the living room, wearing a cotton bathrobe, eating a delicious breakfast.
"Bring up a snack and a cup of tea."
After instructing the servants to prepare food for me, Prince Kaguru laughed heartily and gestured for me to sit down.
"Your Highness looks quite well today!"
"I just slept with the most popular opera star in the capital, so naturally I'm riding high. You, however, look a bit haggard. Are you troubled by Emma Lafran's matter?" "
It's nothing! I'll take care of it quickly."
Kaguru nodded slightly. "Although Sheila is my daughter, I won't force you to have only one woman. Men know men best; just don't let her run back to her parents' home crying, otherwise…"
The relaxed expression on his face vanished instantly, and Kaguru said with a much more serious expression, "It is indeed a small matter. I wouldn't bother if it weren't for Sheila. Whether that woman lives or dies is irrelevant, but this is an opportunity for you to eliminate Perbodia in one fell swoop. I don't think you're foolish enough to agree to Perbodia's conditions and pay 100,000 gold coins!"
"Great things can't be accomplished without bloodshed," Kaguru emphasized at the end.
After promising to resolve it quickly, I politely declined Kaguru's invitation to go to the opera together and returned to the White House alone.
Kaguru's meaning was clear enough. The reason for the special meeting was simply to emphasize its importance and increase my loyalty.
I could keep Emma, but she could only be my concubine, not my wife. More importantly, Kaguru implied that I should sacrifice her to use this opportunity to eliminate the enemy and prove my loyalty and obedience to him, as well as the ruthlessness required by the underworld. Otherwise, he wouldn't give me another chance.
Such an opportunity might only come once in a lifetime, and I was unwilling to give it up if I could seize it. My biggest worry right now was how to rescue Emma and eliminate Perbodia.
When I returned to the White House, Rebiru presented the latest conditions delivered by Perbodia, contained in a small wooden box. I opened the box alone in the study, and in the next instant, my blood ran cold.
I had been so foolish! I had underestimated Perbodia.
Inside the box was only one finger, Emma's little finger. I have hurt the one I love most once again. Thinking of the physical and emotional pain she has endured, I am filled with shame and self-reproach, but also burning with rage.
With Prince Kaguru's assistance, my development could have been at least twenty years faster. But I am willing to trade twenty years for a living, breathing Emma, not a corpse sent back dismembered after being murdered.
I retrieved the crystal ball I had been keeping and communicated with Perseid again. Although I was so angry I wanted to tear him to pieces, I had to suppress my rage and feign indifference.
"Finally willing to contact me?" Perseid in the crystal ball lacked his former charisma, with dark circles under his eyes, looking troubled.
Under my onslaught, he was nearing desperation.
"You think you can blackmail me with your daughter and I'll submit?"
"That bitch Nara has told you everything." Perseid's face was filled with shock and astonishment.
"What's there to say? You're heartless, and she's ungrateful. You haven't cared whether she lives or dies, not even about your own or her daughter's."
Ignoring my sarcasm, Pablo Diaz said, "One sentence! One hundred thousand gold coins for my daughter. If you don't agree, I'll poison her and send her back to you."
"You really have some humanity! Because she's your own daughter, you've spared me the methods of rape, humiliation, and dismemberment."
Pablo Diaz didn't answer, only waited in silence.
"I agree! But give me at least three days to raise the money." We
agreed to meet at the docks in three days. Pablo Diaz's other condition was that I could only bring five hundred people.
This was already a minimum number, because I couldn't agree to someone going alone and committing suicide.
After the negotiations ended, I looked at the fingers inside the wooden box and said, "Emma! I'm sorry."
As a man, I could only shed tears in my heart.
I decided to first redeem Emma, and then have Elia send men to hunt down Perbodia and retrieve all the money.
Rebiru strongly opposed my decision: "This is equivalent to using up the entire gang's funds. What if there's an emergency?"
"Elia can definitely get the money back; we just need to be patient."
"Nothing in this world is certain. In short, I object."
"I am the gang leader! My decision is final. I cannot let Emma die."
"Sigh! Three days is a bit rushed, but I will find a way to raise the money." Rebiru knew that further argument was futile, and he sighed and left.
As soon as Rebiru stepped out, Xiao Zhen entered the study to take charge of cleaning.
According to the intelligence I gathered, Perbodia is selling off assets to collect as much cash as possible. And at this time of widespread betrayal, he is paying for short-term mercenaries and spending money to buy ships.
I could guess what Pablo Diaz was planning. He knew he couldn't win the civil war and intended to sell all his possessions, plus the money he'd gotten from me, to escape abroad and try to make a comeback.
To prevent him from becoming an even bigger threat and returning to the capital, and to retrieve my 100,000 gold coins, I absolutely couldn't let him escape.
"The most important issue now is whether Rebiru can gather enough money in time," I muttered to myself.
Little Zhen, who was cleaning, heard me and comforted me, "There won't be any problem! Although he's been worried about his grandson's disappearance lately, he seems listless all the time."
"What happened? Didn't he ask his comrades for help?"
Little Zhen explained the whole situation to me in detail, and I decided to leave it to Elia to investigate further.
The three-day deadline passed quickly, and thankfully, Rebiru managed to raise the 100,000 gold coins in time. With rescuing Emma as the top priority, I led over six hundred men to the docks to negotiate.
This time, I had Rebiru stay behind at the White House, while Elia, dressed entirely in black including a hood, would accompany me, as she would be in charge of the truly crucial tasks.
"Don't worry about the police this time. Marina's time to be held accountable for the strike is running out. Besides, Perbodia wouldn't want any interference from the police; he chose a very remote location."
"As the leader, you must remain calm and collected. I'll help you."
Elia took my hand; on this cold, rainy night, her slender fingers felt exceptionally warm.
"Actually, I'm very scared. What if something happens? I don't want... I don't want to lose Emma!"
Is it too late to regret it now?
This hateful heaven, it's raining at this time. But the raindrops hitting my face concealed my expression and pain.
"You and your father are actually quite alike. Even though he doesn't say anything on the surface, I know he cares deeply about his woman."
"No matter what, wait until Emma returns before making your move. Don't be hasty." I reminded Elia to be careful one last time, but in reality, I was the most impatient one.
"I understand. I'll make my move after Pablodia gets the money and his mercenary contract expires."
Pablodia's actions were all within my expectations. Although my position as a spy infiltrated into his ranks was low, it was enough to leave clues to guide Elia's forces in a secret pursuit, allowing them to eliminate the threat at the opportune moment.
The problem is the White Whale Gang. I don't think Crimson Storm Lina will stand idly by. What she will do is beyond my estimation. In addition, Elia will have to focus on dealing with Pablodia this time and won't be able to deal with the White Whale Gang. She doesn't even know how many members of the White Whale Gang will appear.
"We're almost at our destination. We'll part ways here. I'll make sure you and your little wife are reunited!" Elia kissed me on the cheek and then led her hundred-plus men away.
After watching Elia's people leave, a clear female voice came from beside me: "Besides Nora, is there another woman by your father's side who wants to catch up with him?"
"Why do you always come to dangerous places?"
"There's no danger for me! I know magic and have bodyguards."
I had no mood to argue with Sheila, and I remained silent for the rest of the way until we reached the dock area.

Chapter Four: Bloodstained Docks
In this increasingly cold season, coupled with howling winds and torrential rain, the cold was biting.
After weeding out the weak and keeping the strong, Perbodia only retained a little over a hundred elite soldiers and three hundred hired mercenaries, who were stationed on five fast ships, ready for battle.
The atmosphere was tense, with a sense of impending conflict.
"I brought the money, where are the people!"
My voice, tinged with anger, pierced the heavens.
Standing atop the bow, Persephone stared, his eyes bloodshot, at the wooden cart I had brought carrying 100,000 gold coins. With a gesture, his men immediately brought Emma onto the bow.
Emma shivered in the cold wind, her hands wrapped in blood-soaked bandages.
"Brother!" Emma cried out in fear, pleading for my help.
"Don't worry, we'll get you back soon," I reassured my sister-in-law.
I wanted her; Persephone wanted the money. Thus, an agreement was quickly reached.
First, we would each send people to verify the authenticity of the gold coins and the hostage. Then, I would place 40,000 gold coins in a wooden box and push it onto the ship in the cart. Another 40,000 gold coins would be paid, and Persephone would release Emma. Finally, after confirming that he hadn't poisoned or used any other underhanded tactics against her, another 20,000 gold coins would be paid.
The first payment was completed smoothly; the problem lay with the second.
Emma, accompanied by two of my men, stepped off the ship onto the dock. At the same time, two of Perseid's men pushed away a wooden cart loaded with gold coins.
Archers from both sides aimed at each other and the five people present.
As Emma walked towards me step by step, my heart pounded. Compared to her, I didn't care about the 100,000 gold coins.
As they passed each other, a clap of thunder sounded in the sky, lightning illuminated the darkness, and the thunder drowned out everyone's ears.
At that moment, a flash of light streaked past me from behind, heading straight for Emma.
"Brother..."
Emma, with an arrow embedded in her chest, knelt on the ground, her face contorted in pain.
"Who? Who shot that arrow?" I roared, my eyes blazing with fury.
Before I could find the culprit, spurred by Emma's injury, Perseid's men reflexively fired arrows at our side, and my men naturally retaliated. In an instant, a silver rain of arrows filled the sky.
Emma lay on the ground, her life hanging in the balance, while the other four in the center of the arena were riddled with bullets.
"Charge! Get the gold coins back!"
Berbotia, wielding his demon-headed greatsword, led his mercenaries in a raging torrent.
"Emma!"
I shouted, too late, and charged forward.
Berbotia quickly positioned himself between me, the wooden cart, and Emma, and Emma's figure was instantly swallowed by the crowd.
Regardless of the schemes or tricks of the person who shot the arrow from behind, I have no reason to let Pablo Diaz go. If it weren't for him, Emma wouldn't have been ambushed here.
My spiked club slammed into the demon-headed sword, and I clashed with my mortal enemy, Pablo Diaz, once more.
"Forget about the money, getting Emma back is the priority. Leave this guy to me." After giving the orders to Mo Shiai, Xiao Yi, and Xiao Zhen, I focused solely on killing him.
The ground was muddy and slippery in the thunder and rain, making it difficult to stand. In this harsh environment, I laboriously mustered all my strength, swinging my spiked club like lightning.
Pablo Diaz was no slouch either, unleashing a crisscrossing swordplay that whipped up a shower of raindrops, creating a shimmering silver net of blades.
In terms of the quality of my men, they were slightly weaker than the mercenaries, but Mo Shi'ai's roar had a morale-boosting effect. The agile Xiao Zhen and the brave and resolute Xiao Yi were two fierce generals who had slain countless enemies.
Thinking of Emma, wounded in the chest, the longer time passed, the slimmer the hope of saving her became. Fueled by grief and anger, I gripped the blows with greater force than usual, but my composure was also diminished. Perbodia adopted a defensive stance, waiting for me to exhaust myself and create an opening before striking.
But it was Sheila, who usually only watched the spectacle without intervening, who broke this balance. Protected by her bodyguards, she attacked the densest areas of enemies, indiscriminately using ice magic. Under her raging blizzard, countless people suffered frostbite, some even freezing to death.
Perbodia's own defense was impeccable, but battle is never unaffected by the environment.
Even if his mind wasn't swayed by Sheila, what did money matter?
Unable to break through my defenses, I temporarily spared Pablodia and slammed my club down on the wooden cart laden with gold coins.
Instantly, the cart overturned, the impact shattering the wooden crates and scattering the coins everywhere.
In such a fierce battle, anyone who dared to be distracted by picking up the coins would inevitably be caught off guard and either killed or seriously injured.
In the slippery mud, the coins were further scattered and trampled underfoot.
"Ouch!"
Knowing there was no chance of getting the coins, Pablodia, like me, was consumed by rage, and neither of us cared about cunning anymore; we fought with raw power.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
After dozens of blows, I, with my youthful vigor, gained a slight advantage, leaving Pablodia's arms weak and feeble.
Knowing the final outcome, Pablodia was powerless to change it. No one could save him; turning to escape would only result in me killing him with a single blow.
"Die, Perbodia!"
Like a bolt of lightning, I struck Perbodia in the chest with my club. Even though he was wearing soft armor, it was enough to break his ribs.

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