Beauty Hunter - 1

Ma Long, nicknamed the "Perverted Photographer" and self-proclaimed one of the Four Great Evil Demons, is a werewolf with an evil eye that can travel throughout his body. He can also use this eye to write images onto digital camera memory cards or camcorder discs. He specializes in raping various uniformed women and filming the acts for sale. One day, a video of Ma Long raping seven female celebrities is posted online, attracting the relentless pursuit of Lin Ying, the captain of the Xihai City Criminal Police Brigade and head of the Exorcism Division, as well as a shrine maiden at the Ennokazumi Shrine. Can Ma Long escape again and again?

Episode 1: Defiled Angel

Character Introduction
Zhao Fengyi: A nurse working at the Nonomura Patient Hospital. She is simple, kind, and guileless, and loves anime and manga, often living in the world of anime. Out of her nursing instincts, she saves the seriously injured Ma Long, but unexpectedly finds herself trapped in a perverse training program from which she cannot escape.
Lin Ying: Captain of the Xihai City Criminal Police Brigade and head of the Exorcism Division, and also a dancer at the Ennokazumi Shrine, having served the shrine maiden Ennokazumi since childhood. She carries a sword—Yang Jiangliu—and travels to eliminate demons. This time, she sets her sights on Ma Long, relentlessly pursuing him, determined to kill him.
Yi Xiaofang: The daughter of Yi Xiaogui, the current head priest of the Yi Xiaojiao Shrine in Xihai City. Ma Long, the eldest son of the werewolf clan, was sent to the shrine as a hostage as payment for ending the thirty-year war with the Yi Xiaojiao Shrine. Therefore, Yi Xiaofang and Ma Long have been playing together since childhood, and their relationship is complicated and intertwined.
Li Meisi: The star anchorwoman of the Xihai TV news department. She started her career by reporting on gossip in the entertainment industry. She is extremely patient, bold, meticulous, thick-skinned, and possesses a never-give-up spirit. She also knows how to use her large breasts and subtly revealing clothing to gain audience support and secure job opportunities.

Chapter 1: A Kiss of Jasmine Fragrance
. In the dark night, the city was still brightly lit, the roads were bustling with traffic, but the sidewalks were not crowded. A handsome man wearing sunglasses walked towards the Dome Stadium, talking on his cell phone.
"Hey Fatty, you're sure Chen Wanfan won't show up again, right?"
"Don't worry, Ma Long. He just went into his mansion with his new lover from last night. He won't be out for an hour or two, plus the drive. You can go and do your thing with Jasmine without worry. Hehehe! But I'm worried about whether you'll be recognized?"
Ma Long stroked his chin smugly and chuckled, "I had that demonic doctor Sanada Sage do plastic surgery, which cost me a full 100,000 yuan. It looks flawless, exactly like Chen Wanfan's face."
The fat man leered, "That's good. The client gave you a million yuan to take sex photos of Jasmine. If you fail, my commission will be gone!"
Ma Long looked confidently at his palm and said, "Who do you think I am? I'm Ma Long, the 'Porn Photographer of Erotic Art,' produced by Dead Night Evil. Which rich person wouldn't want my 'Uniform Temptation' series? With the Evil Eye on my palm, this job is a piece of cake."
A third eye appeared on his palm, with a blue pupil and a cold gaze, creating an extremely eerie atmosphere.
After hanging up, Malone strode away. As a werewolf, he possessed the Evil Eye he had acquired. This Evil Eye could travel across his skin, serving not only as a powerful tool for voyeurism, but also allowing him to mentally imprint images he had seen onto the memory cards of digital cameras or the discs of handheld camcorders.
Moreover, unless someone authorized it through his spell, they would only see a blank screen when viewing the images on the memory cards or discs.
With the power of the Evil Eye and the physique of a werewolf, Malone wreaked havoc in the dark world, specializing in raping or seducing various uniformed beauties. Female police officers, female judges, female doctors, female nurses, female military officers, maids, and female sales clerks were all themes in the Dead Night Evil Company's uniform temptation series. Compared to adult films featuring AV actresses in cosplay, these were genuinely attractive, and he considered himself worthy of being ranked alongside the three great demons known as the three great wicked devils by both the demons of the dark world and humans.
Ma Long muttered to himself, "This time the target is the duo, Jasmine, the female singer from Jasmine Lily? This is my first time playing with a female celebrity! Hehehe! It's a bit of a shame there's no uniform. Raping female celebrities is one of Hong Boqiang's specialties among the Four Great Villains, so I'll try to challenge his strength this time."
Just then, a voice called out to Ma Long from the roadside, "Brother, I see you're looking gloomy and your face is dark. Why don't you let me give you some pointers?"
Ma Long turned around and saw a fortune-telling stall by the roadside, with a banner that read "Master of Astrology, Divination, and Feng Shui, Zhuo Yingming." A middle-aged man with distinct features said, "If you're right, just give me a few coins; if you're wrong, feel free to tear down my stall."
Seeing that he still had time, Ma Long decided to give it a try. He walked to the chair in front of the stall, sat down, and held out his palm for the feng shui master, Zhuo Yingming, to see.
Zhuo Yingming examined Ma Long's palm and said, "Young Master's palm lines are different from his facial features. You must have had plastic surgery!"
Ma Long nodded in agreement.
Seeing that he had guessed correctly, Zhuo Yingming continued excitedly, "I see you come from a wealthy family, truly destined for greatness! Alas, you are tormented by love, and have fallen on hard times. Even Heaven grows old if it has feelings; you should take it easy, young master. Women are like clothes, brothers are like limbs; turn back before it's too late."
Ma Long sneered, "You guessed I came from a wealthy family and was destined for greatness just because I'm dressed in designer clothes? That's just idle talk; the future is unpredictable! As for women, I'm confident in my good looks, so I'll have plenty. Let's talk about something else!"
Zhuo Yingming, sweating profusely, said, "Young master, you're about to face a love tribulation. I advise you to turn back before it's too late, don't get involved with women so easily, or you might lose your life!"
Ma Long said loudly, "I see you have an unknown background and malicious intentions; you'll soon suffer a physical injury."
Ma Long's fist flew like the wind, aimed directly at Zhuo Yingming's face. Just as it was about to hit him, Zhuo Yingming screamed and fell to the ground.
Ma Long kicked over the stall, intending to chase after the suspicious feng shui master, only to find that the master had vanished, leaving behind only a 10% discount card. From afar came Zhuo Yingming's voice: "Please don't blame me for my mistake, young master. I'll give you a 10% discount card as compensation. Young master, think twice before you die! Bloodshed under the pomegranate skirt, death under the peony flower, even as a ghost, it's a wasted life..."
Ma Long, who had never believed in feng shui or fortune-telling, thought that with so many enemies, this feng shui master, Zhuo Yingming, must be a spy secretly following him, looking for an opportunity to ambush him. What feng shui master? He didn't believe in that!
Ma Long confidently said, "What peach blossom calamity? Someone's paying me to play with female celebrities, that's real peach blossom luck!"
With that, he unceremoniously tore up the 10% discount card.
Half an hour later, inside the Giant Dome Stadium, Jasmine Lily's concert had just ended, and the two returned to the dressing room.
Most of the fans had already left, but a tenth of the tens of thousands remained, circling the exit, waving flags and shouting, hoping to see Jasmine and Lily one last time before they left.
"Lily!"
"Jasmine!"
"We love you!"
The enthusiasm of the fans testified to their immense popularity.
At that moment, Ma Long, now disguised as Chen Wanfan, entered with a bouquet of roses, his charming smile saying, "Lily, Jasmine, congratulations on the successful conclusion of your concert."
Jasmine, who was about to remove her makeup, said happily, "Didn't you say you were coming on the last day?"
Ma Long leered, "I missed you, and your slutty body! So I came early."
Jasmine giggled, "You rascal, whose body are you calling slutty! You have such a handsome face, but such a wicked mouth."
Jasmine's oval face was radiant even without makeup, and with makeup, she was even more stunning. An angelic face, a devilish figure, and especially her outwardly chaste but inwardly seductive nature—a natural allure, a subtle yet unrestrained and flirtatious charm! As a star, she certainly possessed qualities unlike ordinary beauties.
Jasmine was still wearing a sequined dress, the kind she wore for performances. Not only were her exquisitely sculpted shoulders and arms fully exposed, but the back of the dress was also short, ending at her waist, revealing half of her breasts, including a third of her snow-white orbs. Her slender waist was so tight it could be encircled with one hand. The lower half was as short as a ballet tutu, decorated with feathers like a peacock's tail at the back, her long, beautiful legs encased in skin-colored stockings, and she wore several-inch high heels.
Jasmine, her eyes brimming with desire, glanced at Lily. With a knowing lewd smile, she stood up and said, "We're going to celebrate with the staff tonight, so don't linger too long."
Lily had barely closed the door when Malone boldly pulled Jasmine into his arms, one hand pressing and kneading her firm breasts. He looked down tenderly and asked, "Did you miss me during the performance?"
Jasmine blushed and replied in a seductive voice, "I missed you so much my panties are wet!"
Finding the breasts in his hands not only smooth and supple but also incredibly elastic, Malone was quite satisfied with Jasmine's body, but somewhat surprised by her wantonness.
Ma Long pressed his face against Jasmine's, saying to her as she threw herself into his arms, "Jasmine, you can't do this! As a female singer admired by thousands, you've always presented a youthful, pure, and innocent image, yet inside you're so lewd and wanton. I'll punish you with a spanking!"
Jasmine wasn't afraid at all; instead, she nestled happily in Ma Long's arms and said sweetly, "We'll celebrate with the staff later, then go to a hotel for the night. I'm waiting for you to spank me as punishment!"
Already burning with desire, Ma Long lowered his head and bit Jasmine's earlobe, licking her earlobe with his tongue. He reached down and touched Jasmine's armpit, pulling down the zipper of her skirt. With an excited expression, he said, "I can't wait any longer, I want you now!"
Expecting a female celebrity to be chaste and retain her virginity was, in the first place, a delusion. Ma Long decided to accept reality. Being able to hold Jasmine, who others could only admire from afar and presented a pure and innocent image, in his arms and freely caress and play with her was always a rare thing.
The usually wanton and dissolute Jasmine suddenly became flustered and panicked. Although she had been with many men, having sex in the dressing room was too crazy and audacious, especially since it was part of the workplace.
Jasmine said with resistance, "Are you serious? The manager will be here later, and I have to wear this outfit for my performance tomorrow for thousands of fans. It can't be dirty."
Malone pulled the zipper down and licked her pink neck hard before saying, "If the manager wants to see, let her see! If the clothes get dirty, we can just change them." Jasmine
adopted a tougher stance and said to Malone more sternly, "No! If the clothes get dirty, you can't just find a replacement. If you want to do it, we can do whatever we want at the hotel tonight, but not now." Malone lewdly said
, "Why worry about such a small thing!"
Jasmine, who was radiant and graceful on stage, now awkwardly pushed Malone away in his arms. If the manager saw this, she would definitely be scolded again. However, stimulated by Ma Long's boldness and passion, Jasmine's heart couldn't help but be even more enamored with the handsome Ma Long, making her even more eager for what kind of passionate night awaited her at the hotel.
Ma Long was overjoyed. Things that were easily obtained lacked challenge; it was the woman's resistance that made it exciting and flavorful. Ma Long, his beastly nature unleashed, said, "The more a woman says no, the more a man wants! The more a woman resists, the more exciting and pleasurable it is to get her with force, hehehehehehe!"
Ma Long boldly kissed Jasmine, parting her fragrant lips and thrusting his tongue into her mouth, wantonly violating and provoking her soft, sweet lips. A pair of rough hands invaded from above and below. One hand slipped under the unzipped zipper, directly caressing Jasmine's proud breasts, while the other hand slipped under her mini-skirt, inside her panties, swirling and caressing on her sweat-drenched pubic hair.
Jasmine raised her voice, angrily shouting, "I already said no! I'm not doing it now, did you hear me? I'm not joking with you!"
Facing the popular actress whose expression had turned icy, her brows furrowed, her face frosty, radiating an aura of unyielding inviolability, Ma Long licked her smooth cheek with his wet, saliva-covered tongue, saying, "Hey! When I said I wanted it, did you even have a chance to say no? Besides, could your slutty body refuse me?"
Ma Long grabbed Jasmine's slender hands, shoving her towards the window and pinning her arms above her head. He wantonly violated this singer, sacred and inviolable in the eyes of her fans, forcefully kissing, sucking, and licking her pretty face and neck, while his other hand wantonly violated her private parts, his fingers even probing into her warm, wet vagina.
Terrified and completely disoriented, Jasmine's face paled. She screamed, "Chen Wanfan, are you crazy? What if the fans see this, or the reporters take pictures?"
Jasmine struggled fiercely, her heart filled with fear. For her, a popular singer and actress, her image was more important than life itself!
"Ahhh... Let go... Let go! You madman... you idiot... Ahhhhhh..."
But amidst the extreme tension and fear, Jasmine simultaneously felt an unprecedented surge of sensual stimulation within her. Female celebrities often have a desire to perform, to be the center of attention. Now, this desire manifested as the excitement of exposure. Coupled with Ma Long's wild and passionate advances and caresses, her feminine instincts awakened, making her yearn for further violation.
"I can't get my dress dirty! And I can't let anyone
see me ... Ahh ... In the suddenly pitch-black dressing room, Malone pulled down Jasmine's skirt, dragging it down to her waist, leaving her bare back facing the window. Jasmine, standing naked against the wall, finally felt a little more at ease. With the lights off, she wouldn't attract attention so easily, and besides, the photos taken in such dim light wouldn't be clear. Her hair plastered messily to her face, Jasmine said uneasily, "Not here!" Malone tore apart the panties covering Jasmine's private parts and buried his face in her D-cup breasts, rubbing them vigorously as he said, "But do you really want me to stop? That wet little mouth down there doesn't say that! Although it's dark now and I can't see your face clearly, your enthusiastic fans can definitely see your bare back! Shouldn't an idol singer satisfy and serve your supporters?" Malone threw away the torn panties, released Jasmine's tightly gripped hands, knelt beneath her, and pushed up the lower half of her miniskirt. The female singers who dominate the music scene today are completely naked in front of him, except for the skirt wrapped around their waists and the high heels on their feet.

His gaze burned as he stared intently at the peach garden beneath the thick, dark forest, glistening with golden beads of sweat and love fluid, trimmed to fit into a sexy dance costume. Malone extended his tongue, performing oral sex on Jasmine's full, rounded mounds.
"Ugh! Ahhh...you...ahhhhhh...ha...ha...ah!"
Jasmine involuntarily let out sweet moans, her voice clear and melodious, like heavenly music. As a werewolf, Malone's tongue was longer, thicker, and rougher than that of an ordinary human. His tongue licked and teased her petals, occasionally thrusting into her overflowing vulva, driving Jasmine almost to madness with the electric-like pleasure.
Jasmine's slender hands pressed against Malone's head, not to push him away, but to excitedly pull at his hair. Her once-coiled black hair now cascaded down her smooth, fragrant shoulders. Under the moonlight, her fair skin, as white as snow, shone brightly in the dark room. As Ma Long
's tongue probed, penetrated, licked, and teased, the woman standing by the window trembled and tensed, writhing seductively. She was not only drenched in fragrant sweat, but her flower-like opening was also overflowing with lustful fluids. "Ahhh... Chen Wanfan... you... ahh ... Terrified, Jasmine's face turned pale. She pushed Malone's head away, yelling, "Get out of the way!" "I won't!" Malone looked up from in front of Jasmine's peach garden, his lips glistening with love juice. He licked his lips clean and continued lewdly, "The fans down below can't see what you're doing from the bottom. Even if they see your naked back, you can just claim later that you were wearing that backless dress! And you really were! Hehehe!" After saying that, Malone used his tongue and fingers to linger on her labia and then probe into her overflowing, juicy vulva. "That back view looks a bit like...?" "Is Jasmine standing naked by the window?" Hearing the shouts outside, Jasmine's body trembled violently, her heart filled with fear, but she couldn't escape Malone's control. Her breasts continued to heave, her peach-like buttocks swaying from side to side as her tongue and fingers entered. In the dark dressing room, her snow-white naked body was even more dazzling. Amidst a series of uncontrollable pleasures, Jasmine thought in fear, "It's over! What will tomorrow's newspapers and magazines say about me?" "Female singer Jasmine found naked by the window after taking drugs!" "Popular female star is an exhibitionist!" Jasmine gripped and pulled at Ma Long's hair, screaming and moaning, "Chen Wanfan, let me go! Ahh...you...do you want to kill me? I'll be ruined! Ahhh...ahhhhhhh..." Some fans and reporters outside the venue had already raised their cameras to take pictures! "It can't be Jasmine! You can't even tell if it's a man or a woman from the back." "Isn't that the dancers' dressing room?" "If it's not Jasmine, then it's no fun." Hearing the denials and doubts, Jasmine felt a little relieved. Ma Long inhaled the delicate fragrance emanating from Jasmine's vulva, his sharp gaze fixed on the constantly writhing, gushing nectar-filled opening. Just as the murmurs outside the window subsided, he launched his attack. He stood up, turned Jasmine around to face the glass window, and from behind, grasped her large breasts, too big to be held in one hand, kneading and playing with them forcefully. The smooth, slippery feel was simply exquisite! It seemed this popular female singer knew how to take care of her skin. "Ahhh...ahhhhhh...let...let go!" Jasmine struggled frantically, as anxious as an ant on a hot plate. Sweating profusely and dripping with nectar, Jasmine was terrified of being photographed by fans and reporters! On the verge of collapse, tears welled up involuntarily, and she immediately covered her face with her slender hands, no longer caring about her exposed breasts. Chapter Two: The True Face of the Female Celebrity Amidst tension and fear, Jasmine's body was wantonly caressed by Ma Long, causing her to become weak with desire, almost unable to stand. Ma Long gently played with Jasmine's nipple with one hand, while the other hand reached between her legs from behind, parting the damp grass and probing her secret cave with rhythmic, nine deep and one shallow thrusts. "Ah...ah ah ah..." Jasmine couldn't help but moan seductively, those two fingers like a switch that had been flipped, sending electric-like pleasure coursing through her body. Panicked, Jasmine could only console herself, thinking that as long as her face wasn't photographed, she could deny everything to the outside world; even if photos were taken, there would be no room for explanation! "Is that a woman standing by the window? She's covering her face and her upper body is bare," a sharp-eyed fan outside shouted. “If it weren’t for Jasmine, we wouldn’t be interested in seeing her naked.” “Huff…huff…ahh…ahh…I…ahhhhhh!” Jasmine’s lewd breaths and moans echoed in the dressing room, a wave of electric-like pleasure coursing through her body. Blushing and hot, Jasmine murmured seductively, “Don’t use your fingers anymore! I…I want…I want yours, Chen Wanfan. Let’s…let’s do it on the floor!” Jasmine, her lust rising, thought that if they did it on the floor, she wouldn’t be afraid of being discovered, and could enjoy the surging pleasure without worry. “It’s precisely the danger of being seen that’s exciting! You little slut, doing it on the floor won’t be as enjoyable!” said Malone, who was embracing and caressing Jasmine from behind. A bad premonition rose in Jasmine’s uneasy heart! Her legs went weak, and she was unable to stand, leaning against the werewolf behind her. While kissing and licking Jasmine's bare nape, Ma Long kneaded and squeezed her breasts, saying, "Excited, aren't you, you slut? You pretend to be an innocent girl in front of your fans, but inside you're nothing but a whore. Fine! I'll make you even more excited, you little bitch." Jasmine couldn't deny it, but the truth was that her whole body was filled with surging sensual stimulation. If it weren't for protecting her face from being seen, her delicate hands would have already been masturbating in front of thousands of fans. Ma Long grabbed a strand of Jasmine's hair, not allowing her to resist, and pushed her towards the window, pressing her upper body against the windowsill. "Wait, what do you want to do?" Jasmine asked anxiously, covering her face with her hands. "Do you even need to ask? Let the fans see with their own eyes the lewd expression of the idol singer they think is young and pure!" Ma Long then twisted Jasmine's hands behind her back, pushing her pretty face against the glass window. "You... what are you trying to do, you madwoman? I can't see your face. As long as I can't see your face, I can do whatever I want." Jasmine was so frightened that she lost her composure, tears streaming down her face. But inside her lower body, her vaginal fluids flowed even more profusely from her peach blossom spring, staining her fair and tender thighs. "Stop! I'm begging you, you can't ruin my career."

"Jasmine's voice trembled as she spoke.
Malone ignored her, his excitement rising at the sight of the enthusiastic fans below, waiting foolishly, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jasmine before she left. Publicly manipulating their idol only fueled his lust. His other hand, burning with desire, caressed Jasmine, flicking her fleshy, swaying buttocks.
"Ahhh...no...I...ahhhh..."
Jasmine felt waves of pleasure wash over her. This intense sensual stimulation amidst fear and panic was something she had never experienced before; she felt as if she were melting. But the thought of being photographed by reporters made her heart clench. Looking out the window at the thousands of fans waving flags and cheering, her beautiful legs trembled uncontrollably.
"How is it? Enjoying it? Shout it out loud, let your fans see your lewd and wanton true face!"
Jasmine felt deeply humiliated, wanting nothing more than to slap Malone, but overwhelmed by unprecedented excitement and pleasure, she was held tightly by Malone and unable to move.
"Ah...ahhh..."
Jasmine murmured in extreme fear.
It was nighttime, and the room was pitch black. Being on the fifth floor, and with her face distorted by the glass, no one recognized Jasmine, despite the thousands of fans and a dozen reporters below. Besides, after the earlier argument, the crowd had already shifted their focus.
Jasmine wasn't entirely at ease, as some fans had binoculars.
She lowered her voice, trembling with fear, and said, "Chen Wanfan, you've had enough! Get away from the window, it's dangerous! Please, you're acting like a completely different person today, stop going crazy!"
Ma Long, panting, thought that he was a completely different person, not Chen Wanfan at all. The current environment and atmosphere were incredibly exciting for him. Conquering his idol singer, defiling a female star worshipped by millions—this was his first time experiencing this, and it felt really good.
While Jasmine was filled with fear and confusion, Ma Long instead unzipped his pants, revealing his thick, erect penis! Even if faces can be surgically altered, and Malone, as a werewolf, has the ability to change his body, his thing—longer, thicker, and more magnificent than the real Chen Wanfan's—would be immediately recognizable to Jasmine if she saw it during the day. Everything in the world can be faked, even a hymen! But this thing can only be real, not fake.
While excitedly indulging in sensual pleasure, Jasmine, feeling sorry for herself in this miserable state, felt a large, soft yet hard thing pressing against her buttocks, then forcefully penetrating and filling her entire vagina!
"Ahhhhh!"
The feeling of fullness and heat brought Jasmine, already excited, to a small climax. Her vagina contracted incessantly, gripping Malone's large penis so tightly that she couldn't move for a moment. "
Ugh! So good!" Jasmine wanted to scream out loud, but looking at her enthusiastic fan, she could only try her best to restrain herself.
"Is it good?"
After Jasmine's climax subsided and the contractions inside her vagina slowed, Malone thrust forward with all his might, engaging in high-speed piston-like movements inside her vagina, and asked.
"You...you pervert! Ahhh...torturing me...is it good? Ahhh...it's safe and sound in the hotel...won't do it, but...but...ahhh...you have to do this dangerous thing! Ahhh..."
"Yes! I am a pervert! What can you do to me?"
Malone answered frankly.
Next, Malone grabbed Jasmine's slender waist, pulled her black hair, and used his superhuman erection from behind to thrust left and right inside Jasmine's wet vagina, occasionally even going straight for the core.
"Ahhh...ahhh..."
Jasmine cried out loudly in pleasure. Malone's erection was hot and warm, thick and strong, repeatedly penetrating and forcing its way in, making Jasmine's whole body go limp and moan incessantly.
"Ah...so big...so hot...ahhhhh..."
Jasmine felt her sanity crumbling. On the windowsill, where she could be discovered by fans at any moment, she was almost completely naked, having sex with a man. What if someone saw her? What if someone recognized her face! Fear cruelly tormented this two-faced idol singer, yet simultaneously transformed into the sweetest spring music.
"It's coming...it's coming..."
Under Malone's possession and conquest, Jasmine experienced one climax after another. Perhaps the stimulation of the environment was also a factor; in this highly dangerous situation, her body's sensitivity was heightened to its peak. Jasmine
, lost in the moment, saw a fan looking in their direction with binoculars.
"Danger! Let go of my hand! A fan is looking through binoculars!"
Jasmine cried out, but Malone had no intention of letting go, instead thrusting deeper and deeper! The fire of desire burned fiercely within Jasmine, her flower-like opening contracting even tighter and faster.
Marlon, panting as he engaged in the most exciting and grueling work, said, "Isn't that great? Let them see how much I enjoy fucking you, you slut! Let them see for themselves what kind of person their idol singer really is."
A fan with binoculars stared at Jasmine, frozen in place, while those around him continued to shout, "Lily, Jasmine! We love you!"
"You sang wonderfully tonight!"
"We'll always support you, never abandon you!"
Jasmine struggled, twisting her hips and swaying her buttocks, her hands straining. She was being seen! Panicked, she tried to hide.
But not only were her slender hands held tightly, but her vagina was also connected to Marlon's large penis. Her struggles and resistance only brought more intense friction, adding to the pleasure, between the walls of her vagina and Marlon's penis.
"Ahhh! Let...let go!"
"Excited? Your lewd and wanton true nature has been exposed and seen,"
Marlon said smugly, while sweating profusely, he thrust even harder into Jasmine's vagina.
"You...you're so awful! Ahhhhh..."
Jasmine avoided the fans' gaze, trying to lower the volume of her moans, her full breasts rubbing violently against the cold windowsill.
Marlon watched the fan with binoculars whispering to the person next to him, seemingly oblivious to what they were saying. He thought excitedly, "Haha! Your idol is moaning, writhing, and ecstatic under my massive cock!" Jasmine felt a pang of sorrow, wanting to cry, but the continuous pleasure prevented her from shedding a tear.
This shameful state couldn't be seen by anyone else.
During this time, Marlon didn't let Jasmine off the hook. He positioned himself behind her, thrusting repeatedly from behind like a bell, reaching the very depths of Jasmine's flower. He rode her with unbridled pleasure, one hand grasping Jasmine's flowing hair, the other her slender hand, truly like riding a horse.
Jasmine was drenched in sweat. In this tense and exciting situation, her body had become extremely sensitive. Each thrust created a numbing sensation in her brain, a feeling of intense pleasure.
"Jasmine, Lily!"
The shouts of fans continued to come from outside the window.
Meanwhile, their idol, Jasmine, was in the dressing room five floors above them, nearly naked, her legs spread wide. Her beautiful black hair was being held tightly from behind, and her fair back was covered in sweat. She was enduring the man's repeated penetrations, her brows furrowed as she gritted her teeth, trying to suppress her lewd breaths and moans.
Jasmine felt a powerful orgasm brewing within her, a warm current accumulating inside her. She glanced back worriedly at the fan who had been holding the binoculars.
The fan with the binoculars, after their eyes met, waved excitedly and jumped up in joy.
" Another climax is coming!" Jasmine thought anxiously. But seeing that the fan seemed completely unaware, she was secretly pleased. However, there was more than one fan with binoculars, and Jasmine couldn't relax yet.
Jasmine gritted her teeth and cried out resolutely, "Faster! Faster, ahh... finish quickly... otherwise... ahhhhhh... someone will find out..."
"Your idol is really lewd!"
Marlon chuckled smugly, while simultaneously thrusting harder and harder into her flower-like opening. His large penis moved in and out of her labia, making a lewd squelching sound. He was intoxicated by the exciting piston-like movements, making Jasmine's legs wet with lustful fluid, which dripped onto the ground.
"Ah ... Jasmine felt a surge of pleasure rush to her mind, instantly overwhelming her fear. Her emotions were completely focused on the overflowing torrent, her mind blank. The love fluid and vaginal essence accumulated within her gushed out, her eyes rolling back as she fell into a dazed state. Seconds after Jasmine's climax, Malone also reached his climax! He pulled out his magnificent erection and forcefully ejaculated onto Jasmine's bare back and the glass window. The thick, long-lasting semen splattered everywhere, like raindrops, landing on the actress Jasmine's porcelain-like back and the glass window. When Jasmine regained her senses, she immediately blushed with shame, clenching her teeth as she vigorously wiped the semen Malone had ejaculated on the window with the curtains, afraid of being discovered by her fans. Half-naked, Jasmine's skirt was wrapped around her waist, looking disheveled, but her exposed buttocks writhed seductively and alluringly. As Ma Long turned and dressed, he continued to record everything with his wicked eyes. "Jasmine! It's Jasmine!" Jasmine's dramatic movements finally attracted the attention of the fans. Having achieved his goal, Ma Long had already put on his pants. He wasn't a fanatic who only wanted virgins; of course, it would be best to have a virgin to rape, but times had changed. In today's sexually liberated world, virgins were incredibly precious, and there were hardly any virgins in the entertainment industry. However, occasionally defiling an idol singer like Jasmine wasn't so bad. The fans outside the stadium cheered and shouted for Jasmine, trying to attract her attention. Jasmine, who had used the curtains to cover her naked body, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. No one knew that she was half-naked and covered in semen under the curtains, looking disheveled. She immediately gave a wry smile and awkwardly waved back to the fans! Afterwards, Jasmine trembled, cold sweat pouring down her face. She left the window, panting, intending to loudly rebuke Chen Wanfan. But when Jasmine turned around, Ma Long, who had undergone plastic surgery to impersonate Chen Wanfan, was already gone. Jasmine, in a fit of rage, yelled, "Damn pervert! He doesn't even know where he is before he starts doing this!" Her clothes, half-naked beneath her skirt, were soaked with sweat, and the love juices and semen flowing from her vulva had stained her garments. Jasmine grabbed a tissue to wipe herself, grumbling incessantly at Chen Wanfan, but she couldn't stop the continuous flow of fluids—a mixture of Ma Long's hot milk, her own vaginal fluids, and her own semen—from her soaked vulva. Meanwhile, Ma Long, having succeeded, used telepathy to record the lewd scene onto a memory card! Putting on sunglasses and getting dressed, he made his way through the crowd of thousands of fans and called the chubby boy. "Everything went smoothly! I wasn't discovered. That slut Jasmine didn't even recognize me as Chen Wanfan. Including her, that's the last one. I've slept with all seven women the client wanted me to, especially Jasmine—it was really enjoyable. After this job, I'm going to take a months-long vacation." The chubby guy said on the other end of the phone, "You're really lucky with women. The client pays you to sleep with female celebrities and take nude photos, and I only get a 10% commission for all the running around for you." Ma Long, who had long since forgotten Zhuo Yingming's warning, said smugly, "It's no use complaining! Who told you not to have the evil eye? Besides, I still have to pay for plastic surgery to..." "That demonic doctor, Sanada, and that slutty Jasmine, I had to use all my strength to make her climax. I earned my money through hard work!" The chubby guy chuckled coldly. "What hard work? If you think it's hard work, let me do it next time." Ma Long chuckled and said, "Next time you have this kind of work, just come to me. Don't let it go to Hong Boqiang, one of the Four Great Evils." The chubby guy replied, "Okay! Anyway, I haven't been able to find Hong Boqiang lately. I don't know where he disappeared to!" After finishing his work, Ma Long made an appointment with Sanada, who worked at the Nonomura Patient Hospital, to have plastic surgery there to restore his original appearance. He also needed to rent a hotel, prepare weapons that could be used locally, as well as escape routes, transportation, and hiding places in case of emergency. After that, he indulged in eating, drinking, and having fun, going to nightclubs every night to wait for the day he could board the plane. After Ma Long had sex with seven women in one night, he boarded the plane half-drunk and set off for Xihai City, where the Nonomura Patient Hospital was located. Halfway through the flight, Malone finally sobered up. Looking out the plane window at the clear blue sky, past the increasingly small mountains, rivers, and cities below, his mind, once so intoxicated by wine and women, was suddenly filled with a myriad of emotions, his thoughts drifting back to his lost youth. Malone muttered unhappily to himself, "That damned Sanada Saint! Playing with nurses and patients wasn't enough, he even went and slept with the director's wife and daughter, getting kicked out of the hospital! Otherwise, I wouldn't have had to go to the Nonomura Patient Hospital in Saikai City with him." Saikai City was where Malone grew up, where he experienced his adolescence and his first, bittersweet love, and the cruel betrayal and abandonment by his girlfriend. It was also where he awakened to his demonic nature, committing his first rape, and where the first episode of the "Dead Night Evil's Uniform Temptation" series was filmed. Besides these bittersweet memories, more importantly, it was the location of the Isakunobi Shrine, a highly dangerous city for demons, an uninhabitable place. After disembarking and exiting the gate, Ma Long, wearing sunglasses, noticed he was attracting attention. This wasn't surprising; Chen Wanfan was a rising male star with a handsome face, and it was normal for him to draw attention after getting plastic surgery to look like him. Just as Ma Long turned on his cell phone, the chubby guy called immediately, saying, "Ma Long, something terrible has happened! Where are you right now?" Ma Long replied in a lighthearted tone, "Just leaving Xihai City Airport. You're not trying to tell me that one of the seven female stars, including Jasmine, has contracted AIDS, are you?" Ma Long, who was busy flirting with the flight attendants at the airport, was stunned when he saw the news on the television screen in the lobby. The chubby guy on the other end of the phone continued, "Our client is actually the Evil Eye Master Fei Ying! Using his Evil Eye, he rewrote the sex tapes of you and the other seven actresses, including Jasmine, that you sent him, and then copied them online. Now, not only the Chinese-speaking world, but the entire underworld is shaken!" The news was showing police cracking down and arresting those who sent the photos and videos, and the local police chief arrogantly declared, "Even possessing a single photo can be illegal!" Malone, sweating profusely, said, "So what?" "Do you think ordinary human police can handle me? I'm not an ordinary person!" The chubby guy chuckled coldly. "Jasmine and the other seven female celebrities are just ordinary humans! The problem is the person they associate with isn't. He's Gilles de Rais, a lord who became a lord in the Middle Ages, fought alongside Joan of Arc, and later fell into the path of evil—a lewd alchemist. The Evil Eye Master, Fei Ying, had a falling out with Gilles de Rais over women, so he hired us to pay you to sleep with Gilles de Rais's women and then upload the footage to the internet to embarrass him!"

Malone, sweating profusely, said, "Then he should settle accounts with the Evil Eye Master, Hiei! He's the real culprit, isn't he?"
Little Eye said fearfully, "Gil de Rais has already gathered his men to prepare for a full-scale war with the Evil Eye Master, Hiei! A major battle between the two factions is imminent. The problem is, to deal with the two of us, Gil de Rais has even offered a ten million dollar bounty for whoever takes our heads!"
Malone fell silent instantly upon hearing this.
There are many boundaries on Earth: national borders between human nations, territories between gangs, and the domains divided between demons who rule the dark world and humans with exorcism skills. The entire world has approximately a thousand different domains, each with its own lord.
Demons hide their existence to avoid becoming the common enemy of six billion humans. As for humans with exorcism skills, they do so to monopolize the various technologies developed since ancient times to combat demons, including alchemy, sexual arts, hypnosis, pill refining, exorcism, and the secret arts of immortality.
Upon receiving the message from the chubby boy, Malone immediately ran to his locker, retrieved the guns and ammunition he had commissioned the local gang to prepare, and then went to the parking lot where his car, which he had arranged to be parked using an online car rental service, was parked. He got in and immediately drove away from the airport.
Xihai City is the capital of a small Pacific island nation that has seen a surge of immigrants since globalization. Its population is primarily composed of Chinese and Japanese immigrants, with a small number of native inhabitants and Europeans. The city is dangerous because its lord is the head priest of the En no Kanojo Shrine.
The current head priest adheres to a policy passed down through generations: any demons within his territory, except those enslaved or controlled by him, are to be killed without exception.
As Ma Long drove his car along the highway, the agents stationed at the airport's exorcism division had already boarded the plane Ma Long had been on and contacted Lin Ying, the captain of the Xihai City Criminal Investigation Brigade and head of the exorcism division: "Captain Lin Ying! We've spotted a man resembling Ma Long at the airport. I just tested the body hair left behind by him with a test strip at the seat he was in, and it showed a positive werewolf reaction." Lin Ying's voice, as

clear
as a nightingale's, replied, "Excellent! Where is Ma Long?"
"He just got into his car and turned onto the highway. We've already sent plainclothes agents to follow and monitor him."
Lin Ying said crisply, "Continue monitoring. Await my orders."
Lin Ying, who had been waiting for the latest news in the exorcism division, had heard enough reports of men resembling Ma Long; this was the first time she had heard such concrete information.
Lin Ying immediately ordered the personnel in charge: "Get to the rooftop helipad and take off by helicopter. This time, we must kill Ma Long! That beast who dared to tarnish the reputation of the Ennosuke Shrine! I want him to die a horrible death!"
The officers, already fully equipped and ready, stood up and saluted before rushing to the rooftop.
The Demon Extermination Division's official name is the Special Operations Division. Its missions, besides dealing with armed human criminals, are to eliminate demons. This is a closely guarded secret for the general public and unsuspecting detectives.
Her flowing, jet-black hair was tied in a ponytail. Her beautiful face, as lovely as a peach blossom, was free of makeup except for lipstick. Beneath her white shirt and blue fitted uniform skirt was a tall, voluptuous figure like a model. Unlike a slender model, her D-cup breasts were prominent and full, and her long, white legs were clad in brown stockings, with police flats on her feet.
The police officers who were rushing up the stairs following closely behind Lin Ying couldn't help but feel lustful thoughts as they looked at the young female captain of the criminal investigation team, her shapely buttocks swaying from side to side. Lin Ying, with her capable and ruthless methods in handling cases, was a beautiful female boss they could only look up to but not dare to approach.
The deputy captain said to Lin Ying, "Is this a good idea? Wasting police resources on a few obscene photos! First of all, how are we going to explain this to the media, given that we have the chief under our control? Besides, from the perspective of any human nation, this isn't a case under our jurisdiction."
Lin Ying, her beautiful face as cold as ice, looked back at the deputy captain and said, "That's how outsiders are! I only made you my deputy captain because of your abilities. By pinning these unsolved cases on Ma Long, arresting him becomes perfectly legitimate. The important thing is that you understand one thing! In Xihai City, we, the people of the Kozuno Shrine, are the law. We can exonerate you from your injustice, and we can arbitrarily use the police and manipulate the law. Before the law, we are superior!"
After boarding the helicopter, Lin Ying took out her personal sword—Yang Jiangliu—and polished it. This gleaming Japanese sword was forged using willow branches imbued with spiritual energy as firewood. It could not only cut a hair with a single blow, but was even said to have the power to cut through a continuously flowing river.
Given the financial resources of the Oukozumi Shrine, they wouldn't even consider the ten million dollar bounty offered by Gilles de Rais. But for Lin Ying, it was perfect as a reward for the members of the exorcism department, as well as extra funds. Most importantly, Malone was the vicious demon who raped the shrine maiden of Oukozumi Shrine years ago, and had committed numerous other acts of rape before escaping the shrine and disappearing without a trace. Killing him would not only align with Lin Ying's moral principles of exorcising demons, but would also earn her another great merit, and personally, it would elevate her status within the Oukozumi Shrine.
Lin Ying wiped the blade as she flashed a radiant smile, imagining the scene of slaying Malone. Her full, high breasts swayed with the helicopter's flight, revealing alluring, snow-white skin beneath her neckline.
When the helicopter reached the car Malone was driving, Lin Ying had already mobilized and deployed multiple layers of encirclement, setting up roadblocks, deploying sharpshooters, and of course, her elite SWAT team.
Two traffic police officers, acting as the vanguard, approached Malone's car first, signaling him to pull over.
Malone obeyed the signal and stopped. Peeking out the window, he said, "Officer! I wasn't speeding, was I? Why did you stop me?"
One officer stepped forward and said, "Not speeding! I see your car is emitting a lot of black smoke; it probably doesn't meet environmental standards."
The officer leaning against the window cleverly obstructed Malone's view, allowing his partner to draw his gun and prepare to shoot him.
Malone laughed and said, "Sorry! But even the blackest smoke isn't as black as your human hearts."
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Through the car door, Malone unleashed a barrage of fire from his submachine gun. Bullets pierced the officer's body, leaving him bleeding and falling to the ground.
Unexpectedly, the other officer, caught off guard, immediately raised his gun and fired.
Malone instantly shifted his target, and the two exchanged fire.
A brief exchange of fire ensued, bullets flying through the air. In that life-or-death moment, Ma Long, sitting in the car and smaller and more agile, preemptively fired a shot, hitting his opponent between the eyebrows.
Gripping his still-smoking submachine gun, Ma Long immediately sped off again, saying with a wry smile, "He was found after all! That damned Sanada Saint, I told him not to move here, and now I'm dragged into this mess!"
Lin Ying, who witnessed everything from the helicopter, gritted her teeth, her eyebrows furrowed in anger, and she snapped, "Call for a rescue vehicle! And chase after him from behind, drive Ma Long into the roadblock, don't give him time to think."
Lin Ying grabbed her sniper rifle, sat by the door, fastened her seatbelt, leaned out, and aimed at Ma Long's car below.
Her uniform skirt lifted, revealing almost her entire fair and smooth leg. Lin Ying locked her gaze on the roof of Ma Long's car, parted her red lips, licked it with her delicate tongue, and then fired a precise shot into the moving roof.
"Bang!"
Lin Ying's first shot pierced through the roof of the car and struck Ma Long's seat, just inches from his groin.
"Damn it! This time, my good fortune has turned into a disaster."
Ma Long roared and swerved rapidly, weaving left and right at high speed on the highway.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Lin Ying's bullets struck Ma Long's car repeatedly, sending chills down his spine.
The impact of Ma Long's car, combined with other vehicles braking suddenly and swerving to avoid it, threw the highway into chaos. Multiple collisions hampered the main police convoy that was rapidly closing in.
Two kilometers ahead, the police had set up roadblocks, deploying over a dozen police cars and hundreds of detectives, with sharpshooters on standby, waiting for Ma Long to walk into their trap and be captured.
Behind them, a police armored vehicle led the charge through the wrecked caravan, followed by more than a dozen police motorcycles.
The highway was a scene of wailing and billowing smoke.
Lin Ying, in the helicopter, showed a flicker of disappointment on his face. As a skilled hunter, she initially held Malone, whom she had known since childhood and who had a notorious reputation, in high regard, thinking that killing this troublesome demon would not be easy. She hadn't expected to corner him so easily.
Although she hadn't seen the roadblock ahead, Malone was no pushover; he had been chased by the police countless times, at least a hundred times, and knew their common tactics.
Malone, riddled with bullets, gritted his teeth and floored the accelerator, charging straight towards the shoulder separating the two lanes.
With a deafening crash, Malone's car slammed into the road, its front half crushed, tumbling and flying into the air towards the other lane.
Inside the rapidly spinning car, Malone transformed into a werewolf, leaping out with his gun and a pouch containing money and ammunition.
In this split second, the entire transformation happened, but Lin Ying seized the opportunity, firing several shots at the black shadow flying from the car.
Unfortunately, Lin Ying only managed to hit the car door that Ma Long had kicked open beforehand, while Ma Long himself had already jumped onto a truck.
Ma Long's car crashed into the road and exploded into a huge fireball, engulfing several cars. The emergency braking of the traffic caused a chain reaction of collisions, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries.
Ma Long, transformed into a complete werewolf, sprinted wildly through the congested highway, weaving left and right, and occasionally dodging under vehicles.
Lin Ying, who could only watch helplessly from the helicopter, had no chance to hit Ma Long, who was faster than a leopard on the savanna.
Lin Ying shouted, "Fly ahead and drop us off! We can't let him into the city."
Three helicopters sped forward to a point one kilometer ahead, allowing Lin Ying and the other officers to climb down by rope and land on the highway, which was jammed with traffic.
As soon as they landed, Lin Ying announced loudly, "The police are on a case! All citizens evacuate immediately."
Standing on the roof of the helicopter, Lin Ying held a sharp Yang Jiangliu sword, facing the wind, while watching his officers evacuate the citizens and set up the cordon.
Suddenly, gunfire erupted ahead. A dark figure darted through the traffic, several police officers falling to the ground, riddled with bullets!
More than a dozen officers surrounding Lin Ying simultaneously opened fire on the figure. The deafening gunfire erupted, a dense hail of bullets forming a tangled web of fire. The exorcism unit's methods didn't care about injuring innocent civilians. While it was unclear whether Ma Long had been hit, it was clear that several civilians had been struck by stray bullets, some dead, some wounded, their blood staining the scene.
Just as the figure was about to break through the cordon, Lin Ying leaped from the roof of the car. The knife in her hand gleamed brightly in the sunlight; her curvaceous figure was truly a woman of courage and strength.
Ma Long, half-human and half-wolf, raised his gun and fired several shots into Lin Ying's legs. His lecherous nature prevented him from brutally killing her, but it was enough to severely wound her.
Lin Ying, having affixed the wind talisman to Yang Jiangliu's blade, conjured a wind barrier in front of it. The sword energy was incredibly sharp, like a miniature tornado, distorting the trajectory of bullets.
With a swift, clanging strike, Lin Ying sliced the entire car behind Ma Long in two.
Holding his blade, Lin Ying stood unwillingly on the road filled with smoke, fire, death, and blood. Although his attack hadn't killed Ma Long, judging from the bloodstained Yang Jiangliu and the bloodstains on the ground, the werewolf's injuries were far from minor.
Looking towards the city, Lin Ying ordered his officers, "Bring the police dogs here immediately! Ma Long will likely be hiding after being injured."
Sheathing his sword, Lin Ying was determined to find and eliminate Ma Long, regardless of the casualties.
Next, Lin Ying ordered the cordon to be expanded, with helicopters in the air and police dogs leading a large-scale search on the ground.
Half an hour later, the officer with the police dog contacted Lin Ying via radio, saying, "Reporting to Captain Lin Ying, the police dog has reacted and is tracking the target. Suspicious bloodstains have also been found on the ground."
Lin Ying excitedly replied, "Excellent! Once you find Ma Long, kill him without hesitation! I'm on my way!"
Ma Long, slashed in the chest and severely wounded, couldn't stop the bleeding despite bandaging the wound. He tried calling Sanada Masato to come and meet him, but each time the line was busy and he couldn't connect.
Ma Long felt his head growing heavier and his steps unsteady. His wound burned with pain, and he could hear dogs barking in the distance; the police had caught up.
"Damn it! Even if I die, I want to die in a beautiful woman's arms!"
Ma Long collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, thinking: Damn it, if this continues, I won't be able to maintain my human form.
Then it started raining. Although this might affect the dog's sense of smell to some extent, in Ma Long's experience, this rain came too late and was of little use.
The rain came not only quickly, but also heavily. Soaked to the bone and chilled to the bone, Malone regained some of his senses and got up again.
The barking of dogs grew closer and more intense, and what Malone saw was a scene that made him feel both surreal and dreamlike.
A nurse with clear, bright eyes, an oval face, delicate features, and long hair, holding a white umbrella, wore a traditional pure white nurse's dress and a nurse's cap. She had a slightly full bust, a slender waist, and a petite figure; she was very cute, like a girl next door. Her expression was inscrutable—whether she was indifferently unmoved or simply lost in thought!
Malone thought, "If this is a hallucination before I die, then I'd rather be naked! Why wear clothes? How annoying!"
Just then, an explosion rang out, bringing Malone back to reality. The trap he had set with his own clothes and the bomb had worked; the police dog lured into the trap had triggered the bomb.
The explosion sent the shredded remains of police dogs and officers flying into the air, mingling with the rain and staining the white-clad nurse's uniform crimson.
The nurse calmly remarked, "You... really... can summon bloodshed!"
Reaching his limit, Malone finally collapsed to the ground. His last sight was of the nurse's smooth, radiant legs.
The nurse thoughtfully remarked, "Ah! I just cosplayed a famous scene from Rurouni Kenshin."
"Oh no! This isn't the time to be thinking about anime."
Pulling herself together and clearing her mind of distractions, the nurse, her employee ID badge bearing the name Zhao Fengyi, rushed to Malone's side and knelt. She checked his breathing and pulse with her slender hands, then pulled out her phone to contact the Nonomura Hospital where she worked.
Halfway through dialing the number, Zhao Fengyi abruptly stopped, for Malone had transformed into a complete werewolf before her eyes. Zhao Fengyi shook her head, confirming once again that what she was seeing was reality and not just delusions from watching too many anime. She then said with unease and worry, "In this state, should we now call him a veterinarian?"
Severely injured and unconscious, the first image that vaguely flashed through Malone's mind was Lin Ying's long, snow-white legs beneath her uniform skirt, and her close-fitting black lace panties. Had he not possessed his Evil Eye, he wouldn't have been able to discern the color of the panties in the dim light.
Images flashed through Malone's mind like a revolving lantern, from the moment Lin Ying swung Yang Jiangliu to try and kill him, to memories of the past.
How many years ago was that? The now mature and charming Lin Ying was back then a little girl with braids, wearing a white-topped, red-bottomed Japanese shrine maiden outfit, walking behind someone.
Ancient trees towered, cicadas chirped, and birds sang; in that verdant forest, he had caught snakes, played with insects, and fought with people.
"That's right!"
Malone remembered it was the forest behind the Enokosaku Shrine. At that time, as the eldest son of the werewolf clan, he was sent to the Enokosaku Shrine as a hostage as payment for ending the thirty-year war between the two sides.
Besides himself, there was another person who was both his servant and his close friend. Although still a primary school student, Lin Ying's chest was already as large as a fried egg. The last person was Yi Xiaofang, the daughter of the shrine maiden.
Yi Xiaofang was pale, the same age as Lin Ying, but much more childish and timid.
Back then, she had used a twig to wrap caterpillars and slap them against Lin Ying's face.
Lin Ying, both frightened and furious, parried with her wooden sword and scolded, "You beast, how dare you!"
She made a face and shouted, "I'm a werewolf, not a dog! You idiot."
Seeing herself fighting with Lin Ying, Yi Xiaofang clapped her hands with amusement and said, "I want to play too!"
Lin Ying, her face flushed, gripped the wooden sword and said, "Miss! I'm not playing, I'm protecting you."
She chuckled and said, "Sickly young lady! Doesn't anyone want to play with you?"
Yi Xiaofang's delicate, childlike face sadly said, "Everyone's afraid I'll faint or catch a cold, and they'll get scolded by the adults."
Dressed in a child's kimono, she curled up into a ball; that moment was etched deep into Ma Long's mind!
Suddenly, a bright light shone, bringing Ma Long back to consciousness.
He found himself lying in a hospital bed, and the nurse he had seen before fainting was pulling back the curtains of the ward.
Having regained his true nature, Ma Long sized up Zhao Fengyi's graceful figure beneath her snow-white nurse's uniform. Petite, youthful, and adorable, she possessed a unique beauty, which Ma Long greatly admired. He decided that the next target of his "uniform temptation" series would be this young nurse, Zhao Fengyi. As a werewolf, Ma Long felt the idiom "heartless and treacherous" perfectly described himself.
Noticing Ma Long was awake, Zhao Fengyi approached his bedside with concern, gently stroking his face, and said, "It's alright now. This is Nonomura Hospital!"
Ma Long hadn't expected such good fortune—to be saved by a nurse and even brought to Nonomura Hospital. He quickly said to Zhao Fengyi, "I want to see Dr. Sanada Seijin. Could you please contact him for me?"
Zhao Fengyi firmly shook her head, saying resolutely, "I cannot agree until I ascertain your identity."
Ma Long didn't care about that. If he were admitted to the hospital without proper identification, he would easily be investigated by the police. He needed to find Sanada Seijin's help as soon as possible. His immediate priority was to repay kindness with enmity, to heartlessly drag Zhao Fengyi, this foolish girl who had practically offered herself up, into bed and rape her.
But as soon as Ma Long tried to get up, he felt a sharp pain in his chest; his wound burned like fire, and it seemed blood was seeping out.
Zhao Fengyi, with an anxious and worried expression, comforted Ma Long, saying, "I'm sorry! I've tried my best to treat you, but I'm just a nurse, not a doctor, and I don't know if it would be better to find a veterinarian to treat you!"
Ma Long winced in pain and said, "Just go find Dr. Sanada for me!"
Zhao Fengyi, with a serious expression, said, "I said I need to find out your identity first."
Then, with a solemn expression, she said, "Did you bathe in the Wolf Drowning Spring in Jusenkyo? What is your name?"
Ma Long almost vomited blood upon hearing this, angrily shouting, "Jusenkyo? Isn't that something from a manga? What's wrong with you?"
But this only further aggravated his wound.
Zhao Fengyi actually nodded!
Marlon roared, "Are you an idiot? Or mentally challenged? Can you really take things from comics seriously?"
Zhao Fengyi, blushing and hot-eared, said excitedly and unwillingly, "But I saw you transform!"
Marlon sighed and said, "I'm a real werewolf, is that enough? I'm not someone who's been tossed into some Wolf Drowning Spring and turned into a wolf."
Still angry, Zhao Fengyi pouted her cherry lips and waved her slender hand, saying, "Werewolves aren't even supernatural! If werewolves can exist, why can't Cursed Springs?"
Marlon burst into laughter! He hadn't laughed so heartily in many years; usually, his laughter was cold, bitter, wicked, lewd, or ferocious—never a genuine, desireless, natural smile.
How to explain to Zhao Fengyi, this ordinary, happy person, the dark world behind the light, how demons and humans skilled in exorcism fight and vie for power—this became a headache for the wolf.
Ma Long said, "Have you heard of the Communist Party, the Iron Curtain, and the Soviet Union?"
Zhao Fengyi retorted, "Don't really think I'm a fool! My history isn't great, but I know a little bit."
Ma Long said, "There was a political prisoner in the former Soviet Union who was sentenced to exile to the icy Siberia. In court, he made a request: the government propaganda said that America was a hell on earth, full of beggars, capitalists exploiting workers and farmers, and a huge gap between rich and poor! So please exile him to that hell in America."
Zhao Fengyi was stunned; she didn't quite understand.

Chapter Four: Hospital Treatment
Ma Long continued, "The world you know is nothing more than a lie told by a dictatorial government, a planned and organized colossal lie used to deceive humanity, these lambs to the slaughter."
Afterward, Ma Long briefly explained the existence of demons to her and stayed in this ward to recover. According to Zhao Fengyi, this was a ward in the Nonomura Patient Hospital specifically for celebrities and politicians; when no one was in the ward, they pretended to have patients. Both types of people tend to lie, exaggerating their ailments and making up stories; nine out of ten of their statements are false. Hiding here, they have no fear of being discovered.
Zhao Fengyi would come here after work to help Ma Long change his clothes and bandages, and to bring him food. During her breaks, she would always hide here reading comics. Ma Long discovered that besides being gentle and considerate, Zhao Fengyi was also a bit overly enthusiastic, always prone to daydreaming and fantasizing, and possessed an exceptionally strong sense of compassion.
During her break that day, Zhao Fengyi visited Ma Long's hospital room again to watch TV and browse gossip magazines. Seeing Chen Wanfan, who was widely believed to have taken nude photos of seven actresses including Jasmine and had publicly apologized to the victims, Zhao Fengyi, resting her chin on her hand, asked Ma Long in surprise, "Ma Long, didn't you say you were the real culprit? Why did Chen Wanfan confess?"
Ma Long chuckled, "He had no choice but to confess! Should I tell the world that there's a photographer with an evil eye like me, and that I had plastic surgery to impersonate him, take photos, and sell them to the evil-eyed master Fei Ying? Confessing is the quickest way to put an end to this."
Looking at Ma Long's handsome face, now identical to Chen Wanfan's, Zhao Fengyi said reproachfully, "Poor Chen Wanfan! Ma Long, you're a complete scoundrel! I regret saving you!"
Ma Long smiled bitterly, "I'm not as bad as a cop!"
The next news report shifted to the case of Ma Long's escape from the airport, his chase with police on the highway, which resulted in multiple injuries and deaths. The news reporter, with a sorrowful and serious expression, stated, "With another fatality, the death toll has risen to thirty, and the number of injured to one hundred and twenty-four, fifty-six of whom require hospitalization. The suspect, Ma Long, is suspected of repeatedly raping elderly women aged fifty to sixty, kidnapping disabled people for ransom, and assaulting and abusing children under five or six."
"I've been here for three days, and I've still managed to commit more than ten new crimes outside. The police in this world are truly powerful!"
Zhao Fengyi sighed softly. "Ma Long, you're not as vicious as the news portrays you. Just because you're a werewolf, to eliminate the demon race, to arrest you, it's too much to keep falsely accusing you!"
Ma Long thought to himself, am I vicious? Raping elderly women is certainly not my interest, kidnapping wouldn't involve the trouble of targeting disabled people, let alone assaulting and abusing those troublesome little brats—I'd avoid them like the plague! But Zhao Fengyi is far too naive, so naive that she is both pitiful and adorable! She has killed so many police officers that you can't count them on your fingers, and she has raped and kidnapped hundreds of beautiful women. Although she has not beaten or abused children, the number of times she has sexually abused, given enemas, tied up, whipped, and dripped wax on beautiful women is too many to count.
Ma Long asked, "Zhao Fengyi, why did you save me that day? Weren't you afraid I was a werewolf?"
Zhao Fengyi lowered her head and bent over, resting her chin on her hands, her face full of trouble and difficulty, and said, "I just have too much compassion! I've taken in almost ten injured and sick abandoned cats and dogs at home. When I saw you covered in injuries, I felt sorry for you. And the reason I wanted to be a nurse was because I watched a rerun of the Candy Candy cartoon when I was a child, and people thought Nightingale's actions were great and worthy of admiration! Although there was no cosplay back then, I probably subconsciously wanted to cosplay Candy Candy's nurse uniform! Hehe! Isn't that silly? My friends often say that about me!"
Ma Long chuckled happily and said, "It is a bit silly, but it is also very noble!"
Ma Long was grateful to Zhao Fengyi from the bottom of his heart, not only because she saved his life, but also because she would soon become his first prey after his recovery.
Zhao Fengyi asked, "Can you get up and go to the toilet now?"
Ma Long replied, "Not yet!"
Zhao Fengyi picked up the chamber pot from the floor and said, "Let me help you before we go back to work! You can empty it while you're at it."
Ma Long wasn't the type to be embarrassed by this. Looking at Zhao Fengyi bending over, her neckline getting lower and lower, revealing her cleavage, Ma Long said, "You little nurse aren't even a little ashamed to be handling a man's big thing!"
Zhao Fengyi unbuttoned Ma Long's pants as she said, "I'm a real nurse, after all! Although I'm not allowed to do important work, I'm used to this kind of troublesome and dirty work. From kids to old men, what haven't I seen!"
Ma Long spread his hands, shook his head, and sighed, "What you're saying is a huge blow to the pure image of nurses in my mind!"
Zhao Fengyi frowned at Ma Long's unusually large member and said, "Yours is way too big."
Looking at the size of Ma Long's member, she knew the work ahead wouldn't be easy, so Zhao Fengyi half-climbed onto the bed. Ma Long seized the opportunity to reach under her skirt, preparing to peek with his wicked eyes.
First, his slender, snow-white legs came into view, followed by a pair of pink panties with a bear pattern.
Ma Long almost burst out laughing, thinking, "Miss Zhao Fengyi, how old are you? Still wearing such girlish panties? Should I say you're ridiculous, or cute?"
Peeking from behind at her round little bottom pressed tightly against her bag by the panties, Ma Long's erection quickly responded, standing proudly. Moreover, from the front, he could see Zhao Fengyi's bra through her neckline, and it was the same pink as her panties.
Looking at the towering erection, Zhao Fengyi, startled, blushed and said, "After you stand up, that thing of yours is really big, but you know what! How am I supposed to help you with the urinal like this?"
Ma Long couldn't resist raising his hand and forcefully touching Zhao Fengyi's bouncy little buttocks, saying, "As long as you, nurse, move your delicate hand, won't my little brother obediently go soft?"
Zhao Fengyi, harassed by Ma Long, frowned and said with a frosty expression, "You men are all the same! I'm a nurse, not a nightclub hostess for you to harass."
Zhao Fengyi forcefully inserted the syringe she carried into Ma Long's foot, then nimbly flipped off the bed, saying without turning her head, "Since you don't want my help, then you can do it yourself, just remember not to make a mess of the bed!"
"You little brat!"
Ma Long painfully pulled the syringe out of his foot.
With graceful, swaying steps, Zhao Fengyi complained, "Why are all the patients I take care of the same? Self-proclaimed philandering celebrities, lecherous old politicians. All they do is sexually harass and molest nurses all day long. I'm not their toy!"
Zhao Fengyi doubted whether she was suited to be a nurse. The gap between ideal and reality was vast. While she could be on the front lines of treating the injured in the emergency room, it was not only busy but also required a certain level of experience, which she simply couldn't handle. Moreover, the thought of patients dying would weigh heavily on her mind, making her unhappy for days! Although her seniors and the head nurse said she would get used to it, it involved human lives—how could she possibly get used to it?
During Ma Long's gradual recovery, Lin Ying sent people to investigate every hospital, pharmacy, hotel, and inn in the city, determined to find Ma Long and eliminate him as quickly as possible! However, due to the vast area involved, the search wouldn't yield results quickly enough.
On the fifth day, following a tip from a taxi driver that he had transported a female nurse and a large dog to the vicinity of the Nono Village Hospital on the day of the incident, Lin Ying immediately mobilized a large force to conduct a search.
Lin Ying didn't go directly to the hospital; instead, he first blocked off the access roads and set up a perimeter before tightening the cordon and launching a full-scale raid.
Seeing a large number of police cars driving into the hospital from his window, Ma Long cursed inwardly. Zhao Fengyi hadn't taken his gun when she rescued him, and now he was unarmed. Although he was a werewolf, dealing with these fully armed police officers who knew exorcism magic wouldn't be easy, especially since his injuries hadn't fully healed!
Just as Ma Long was about to go to the hospital kitchen to get some kitchen knives as weapons and find some important figures to hold hostage, he stepped out of his room and found Zhao Fengyi standing at the door, panting and looking panicked.
Zhao Fengyi said in a panic, "You should hide!"
Ma Long smiled bitterly, "I can't hide for long. I have to fight my way out now, and I'll come back to you when I'm safe!"
Ma Long was reluctant to give up such a delicious and almost-captured prey as Zhao Fengyi, but with the methods of the Demon Extermination Division, they wouldn't care about the life or death of an ordinary person like her; they would only implicate her.
Zhao Fengyi resolutely stretched out her hands, blocking Ma Long's way, and said, "Your injuries haven't healed yet. I can't allow my patient to be harmed. Go back to your room, and I'll figure something out!"
Ma Long shook his head and said mockingly, "Don't be naive, you silly girl! Reality is much crueler than you imagine. This isn't the time for you to show off your hot-bloodedness and courage."
Just as the two of them were arguing, a familiar voice spoke up from the side, "Ma Long, when did you arrive?"
The tall, thin man with long hair and glasses, who looked dull, reserved, and timid, was none other than Dr. Sanada Seijin, who had performed the plastic surgery on Ma Long.
Inside the hospital, footsteps thundered as multiple teams advanced via elevators and staircases. Lin Ying directed her 300-strong force, rapidly occupying each floor and ward, even scrutinizing the operating rooms where surgeries were underway.
"Top floor! Cleared."
"Lobby! Cleared."
"Wow! This is the changing room! Don't come in!"
"Don't be so rude, my husband is sick!"
Armed with guns and accompanied by police dogs, officers searched indiscriminately, searching and questioning everyone, doctors, nurses, patients, and visitors.
A policeman grabbed Zhao Fengyi by the collar, pulling her several feet up and shouting, "Get out of the way!"
Zhao Fengyi, unyielding, retorted, "Patients are resting, you can't disturb them! Forcing pregnant women to be searched, even making children cry! Are you even human? Are you police officers protecting citizens?"
Looking at the wailing children and the elderly patients trembling on the floor, Zhao Fengyi couldn't believe these were the police in real life!
The deputy captain whispered in Lin Ying's ear, "I heard the patient inside is the city council speaker. Let's avoid trouble!"
Lin Ying drew her Yang Jiangliu sword, which emitted a chilling aura, and plunged it into the wooden door behind Zhao Fengyi, severing several strands of her hair. Her beautiful face contorted with anger, she said, "We're doing this because we're police protecting citizens! We're searching for Ma Long, a notorious criminal who raped an elderly woman, kidnapped a disabled person, and murdered a child. If we don't catch him, the number of dead and injured will keep increasing. This kind nurse wouldn't want new wounded people constantly being sent to your hospital, would she? Get out of my way!"
Zhao Fengyi felt like a frog being stared at by a snake. Though trembling with fear, her face remained resolute, refusing to back down.
Lin Ying, in her crisp uniform, with her curvaceous figure, calmly said, "Very good! Very courageous."
As she spoke, she began to draw her baton.
The deputy captain quickly pulled Zhao Fengyi aside. He'd seen similar situations far too often. Lin Ying only intended to use a baton to beat her because she was a woman; if it were a man, she would have already drawn Yang Jiangliu and killed him.
Lin Ying glared at the deputy captain and said coldly, "Deputy Captain, you really love meddling in other people's business."
Then she pushed open the door and entered. She
was stunned to find that the person lying on the bed wasn't Ma Long, but actually the Speaker of the City Council, with Sanada Seijin standing beside him examining him.
The Speaker glanced at Lin Ying and said, "What does the Captain of the Criminal Investigation Team want with me?"
Lin Ying saluted and said in a strong, powerful voice, "We are searching for the serious criminal Ma Long. Excuse me!"
After speaking, Lin Ying immediately waved for her men to enter and search.
The speaker, clearly in a bad mood, roared angrily, "How rude! This ward is so small, you can see it all in a glance! Besides, why would I hide a suspect? You're not trying to frame me and damage my political reputation, are you!"
The Kozuno Shrine wasn't too powerful to offend the speaker, and Lin Ying could even use hypnosis to erase his memories if necessary. However, Lin Ying thought the speaker had no reason to hide Malone, and he didn't seem to be being held hostage. Furthermore, Malone didn't know any mental magic like controlling others. To avoid trouble, Lin Ying reluctantly left the room.
Lin Ying had barely left when Ma Long crawled out from under the bed, wiping cold sweat from his brow, and said, "If it weren't for Sanada Saint, we would have almost been caught."
Sanada Saint gently adjusted his glasses, a wise expression on his face, and said, "It's a small matter! Don't forget that besides being a plastic surgeon, I'm also an expert in surgery, internal medicine, psychology, and psychiatry, but my favorite job is gynecology!"
The Speaker, who was being manipulated by Sanada Saint, was already lying in bed in a deep sleep.
After the initial shock, Zhao Fengyi entered the ward with a joyful expression, excitedly grasping Ma Long's hand and saying, "Luckily, you weren't caught by them."
Ma Long seized the opportunity to pull Zhao Fengyi into his arms, embracing her soft, fragrant body. He took the opportunity to indulge in his lewd acts, caressing her alluring, smooth skin, saying, "I should thank you, my courageous and loving nurse." Unexpectedly,
Zhao Fengyi felt a strong pleasure as Ma Long's lewd fingers caressed her. Zhao Fengyi blushed instantly, pulled out her syringe, and forcefully stabbed it into Ma Long's buttocks, saying, "Ma Long, don't take advantage of me!"
Ma Long, his face contorted, released the charming Zhao Fengyi and sighed, "Although I like playing SM, I like to abuse others, not be abused. Miss Zhao Fengyi, I'm afraid I can't accept your interests!" Zhao Fengyi,
her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, screamed, "Ma Long, you pervert, stop talking nonsense!"
Sanada Seijin ignored their playful banter, looking out the window and saying, "The police have finally all left."
Ma Long pulled out the syringe from his buttocks, sat down in a chair, and scolded Sanada Seijin, "Why did you come all the way to the West Sea?" "What's the point of practicing medicine in the city? Do you enjoy being tortured and killed by the police here?"
Sanada Seijin leaned against the window, a sinister expression on his face, and said, "You know I'm a womanizer! I've had too many of those demon lords' wives and concubines, and I had nowhere else to hide but here."
Malone said, "I still don't understand! If the demon lords want to arrest you, do you think the En no Kanozumi Shrine behind the Xihai City police will let you go? They have an extermination policy for the demon race, or do you want to cooperate with them by betraying your compatriots?"
Sanada Seijin also sat down, crossed his legs, clasped his hands together, and revealed an evil smile, saying, "The demon lords whose wives and concubines I've raped, they mobilized all their subordinates..." "There are at least seven or eight lords like that who come to capture me alone, and the pursuers even form an alliance to cooperate with each other. But the Kozuno Shrine wants to capture all the demons within its territory. Compared to the other two, I naturally chose to hide in this place with fewer pursuers."
Although Zhao Fengyi had known Sanada Seijin, who was her colleague, for a long time, she was still quite curious about him being a member of the demon race, and couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Sanada Seijin, what kind of demon are you?"
Sanada Seijin said, "I'm a dog-man! But my bloodline is very thin. Apart from having superhuman strength, I don't have any special abilities, and I can't even transform. Unlike the lecherous wolf you secretly kept, he's a purebred werewolf."
Zhao Fengyi's anime fan blood was stimulated... Excited and thrilled, she continued, "Are there other demons disguised as humans around me? Vampires? Frankenstein's monster? Dog demons? Fox demons? Snake demons? Especially nine-tailed foxes, are there any? My favorite is the fox demon, Minamino Shuichi!"
Sanada Sage stood up and said, "There are no Frankenstein's monsters, those are just human imaginations! Nine-tailed foxes are quite rare, and there aren't any here, but there are all the other demons! I'll take you two to see my patient, and I'll let Malone see an acquaintance while we're at it."
Sanada Sage led Zhao Fengyi and Malone to the floor where his patient was located. Although Zhao Fengyi had worked here before, she really couldn't see anything about the people here that resembled demons.
Sanada Sage introduced the patient and her family to the patients in the room, saying, "This is Miss Zhao Fengyi, I believe you all know her. She recently learned about the existence of us demons and is willing to assist us. It doesn't matter if you are seen in your true forms in front of her. I plan to transfer her to work for me from now on!"
Ma Long was startled upon hearing this, and put his hand on Sanada Sage's shoulder, gripping it tightly, and said, "Dr. Sanada Sage, you're not trying to steal my prey, are you!"
Sanada Seijin scoffed, "Unlike my brother Ryuji, who became a doctor because he liked nurses' uniforms, I'm not that interested in Zhao Fengyi unless she gets married and becomes a wife. Besides, I have so many targets I can't possibly play with them all!"
Sanada Seijin's lewd gaze swept over the family members and patients in the ward, several of whom were beautiful, mature young women laughing in a lewd and slutty way!
Sanada Seijin whispered to Ma Long, "Xihai City is the territory of the Okazumi Shrine. Demons can't see ordinary doctors, and there's a severe shortage of doctors here who know how to treat demons. I'm the living god and savior of these patients. I can pay whatever treatment fees they want. I can even sleep with married women; I'm not afraid they won't agree, unless they want to watch their children, parents, or husbands suffer from incurable illnesses and slowly die, hahahahaha!"
Ma Long and Sanada Seijin colluded, saying, "You really are as wicked as ever! Doctor, hehehe!"
Sanada Seijin retorted... With a hand on Ma Long's shoulder, she said, "You're like a wolf in distress now, with nowhere to escape. It's time to haggle over the price. Zhao Fengyi is letting you use the hospital room and medication privately. The consultation fee is 300,000, not a penny less!"
Ma Long roared, "You heartless bastard, are you even human?"
Sanada Saint laughed wickedly, "I have no conscience, and I'm not human! Hehehe! If you don't pay, I won't do your plastic surgery. You can live with Chen Wanfan's face for the rest of your life!"
While Ma Long and Sanada Saint were whispering to each other, the patients and their families in the room were still looking at Zhao Fengyi with concern.
"Doctor, can we really trust Zhao Fengyi?"
"She's human!"
Facing the apprehensive patients and their families, Sanada Sage spread his hands and said, "Some of you have married and had children with humans, haven't you? Besides, I also have human blood. Most importantly, since she knows the truth, there's no point in you hiding it anymore. You have no choice but to believe her, right?"
In fact, if he wanted to hide it, Sanada Sage could have used hypnosis to block Zhao Fengyi's memories, but he was short-staffed. Finding a young and beautiful nurse was better than the hospital sending some skilled but old and mean nurses.
Seeing Zhao Fengyi's lack of confidence and unease, one of the old men lying on the bed said to her, "I want to believe in you, Nurse."
He then transformed into a black cat, curled up lazily, and continued, "This cat is old, its demonic power is insufficient, and maintaining its human form is very difficult."
Zhao Fengyi's eyes lit up, and she excitedly hugged the black cat, saying, "A talking black cat! So cute!"
The black cat said reservedly, "I'm already quite old, Nurse, your enthusiasm makes me feel embarrassed."
In the bed next to the black cat, a little girl's head sprouted dog ears, and a dog tail emerged from her bottom, sticking out of her pants. She said, "Hello, Nurse, my name is Ziwen. I'm a half-demon; my father is a dog demon, and my mother is human."
As an anime fan, Zhao Fengyi happily patted the half-demon girl's head, saying, "Nice to meet you!"
Zhao Fengyi hadn't expected Sanada Seijin to suddenly suggest she work here, but facing so many different kinds of demons filled her with novelty and excitement. She felt it was wonderful to be able to take care of these cute and interesting creatures.
Afterwards, vampires and mermaids greeted Zhao Fengyi one by one.
While Zhao Fengyi interacted with the various demons with the curiosity of a little girl, Sanada Saint led Ma Long to another private ward.
Lying on the bed was none other than Hong Boqiang, one of the three great villains.

Chapter 5 The Torn Nurse's Uniform
Ma Long said in surprise, "Hong Boqiang, you've been missing for quite a while. I didn't expect you to be receiving treatment here at Sanada Saint's! What disease do you have? It's not AIDS, is it? That's a terminal illness."
Hong Boqiang sighed and said, "Although it's not AIDS, it's not far off. I have a sexually transmitted disease unique to demons called 'Blood Tears'!"
Ma Long turned pale with fright upon hearing this.
Sanada Shojin said sarcastically, "'Blood Tears' is an extremely dangerous sexually transmitted disease, so intractable that it can last for many years. During this time, the penis will absolutely not be able to stand up, enough to cause the patient's wife to suffer from sexual dissatisfaction due to years of living a life of widowhood, until her face is stained with her own bloody tears, hence the name. Hong Boqiang, you, the actress who has slept with a thousand men, have finally been defeated by a woman!"
Hong Boqiang sighed to the sky, "It's fate! What kind of rapist wears a condom? I guess I'm just unlucky. For others, this disease is not..." "It took eight years to cure, but even though Xihai City is dangerous, Sanada Saint has a special medicine that can cure me in eight to ten months."
Sanada Saint took out a cigarette, lit it, and said, "That's because you're stupid! I don't wear condoms either, and I've never gotten a disease from sleeping with married women. Before I commit adultery, I always have to draw the other person's blood to test for diseases."
Sanada Saint, Hong Boqiang, and Ma Long, the three great demons, gathered together, exchanging their criminal methods and insights, and discussing how to survive in Xihai City under the control of the En no Kanojo Shrine. Their wicked laughter echoed in the room, enough to terrify anyone who heard it.
In contrast to the evil discussion in the private ward, Zhao Fengyi was happily playing with the cat and dog demon children. She was like a big child overflowing with love! Innocent, compassionate, passionate, and friendly, but a little absent-minded, and often failed in her endeavors.
Next, Ma Long underwent plastic surgery by Sanada Saint, restoring his original appearance.
Two days later, he removed the bandages from his head in the hospital room, and the wound on his chest had already healed. If it weren't for the powerful spiritual energy emanating from Yang Jiangliudao, Ma Long would have recovered from a wound of this severity in one or two days.
Zhao Fengyi, who was in charge of removing the bandages from Ma Long, looked at his true face—not exactly handsome, but rugged and masculine, with stubble and a resentful look in his eyes—and for some reason, her heart raced.
Ma Long looked at himself in the mirror from left to right, then nodded and said, "Sanada's technique is really good, exactly the same as before! I was worried he would make my nose flat and mouth crooked, but I worried for nothing."
Ma Long said to Zhao Fengyi in a magnetic voice with a cheerful smile, "I owe my life to the nurse! Fengyi, I am so grateful to you, I have no way to repay you."
Zhao Fengyi awkwardly clasped her slender hands behind her hips and lowered her head, saying, "It's good that you recovered. Doctors are like parents! You flatter me too much."
Ma Long said in a sad tone, "You are such a good girl! I want to tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a scorpion who wanted to cross a river, but the scorpion couldn't swim, so it asked the frog in the river to carry it across."
"The frog was initially reluctant, worried that it would be stung to death by the scorpion's stinger. The scorpion repeatedly assured the frog that it wouldn't do it, and besides, it would drown itself anyway. So the frog agreed to the scorpion's request."
Zhao Fengyi asked, "Did they cross the river successfully?"
Ma Long shook his head and said, "When they reached the middle of the river, the scorpion used its stinger to sting the frog. The frog, dying from the poison, asked the scorpion why it did this. The scorpion replied that it couldn't control its instincts. As a result, the frog was stung to death, and the scorpion drowned."
Zhao Fengyi sighed softly and asked, "What's the lesson of this story?"
Ma Long looked up at Zhao Fengyi. This nurse, overflowing with love, smiled very sweetly, and combined with her nurse's uniform, she was practically a concrete symbol of purity, compassion, and motherhood.
Ma Long shoved Zhao Fengyi onto the bed and said with a wicked grin, "This story will teach you a lesson. Don't be kind to me like that silly frog, a vicious werewolf like me. This is how I repay kindness!"
After saying that, Ma Long tore off the white angel's uniform dress that symbolized Zhao Fengyi's white clothes, revealing her pair of white jade breasts. She was wearing a pink, cute and novel bra.
Zhao Fengyi's beautiful, clear eyes were filled with utter shock; she simply couldn't believe Ma Long would treat her like this!
She had not only saved his life but had also tirelessly cared for him for days, and yet he repaid kindness with such ingratitude?
Zhao Fengyi cried out in terror, "Don't play such a cruel joke!"
At the same time, she pulled out a syringe from her person, intending to use it for self-defense.
Ma Long snatched the syringe away and threw it aside , licking his lips. How could he let this charming and lovely nurse get away with it?
With a swift movement, Ma Long ripped off Zhao Fengyi's pink bra, revealing her firm, snow-white, pear-shaped breasts, adorned with rosy nipples. Ma Long's mouth watered, dripping onto Zhao Fengyi's breasts.
Zhao Fengyi screamed, tears welling in her eyes, "You've gone too far! How could you do this to me?"
Ma Long said apologetically, "Because I'm like a scorpion, unable to suppress my wicked and lustful nature."
Though he said this, his hands ruthlessly pressed against Zhao Fengyi's breasts, kneading and squeezing them, enjoying the smooth, creamy feel.
Zhao Fengyi's heart was deeply shaken; this was utterly unjust! Doing good had not brought good fortune, but rather misfortune.
Tears streaming down her face, Zhao Fengyi said sadly, "What have I done to wrong you?"
Ma Long replied boldly, "Nothing! Not only nothing, you're also a beautiful girl with a gentle personality and stunning looks. Precisely because you possess both beauty and character, how could I resist taking advantage of such a superior prey?"
Ma Long bent down, opened his mouth wide, and took the top of Zhao Fengyi's breast into his mouth, licking and circling it with his tongue, then kissing it deeply and sucking on it. He then repeated the same actions on the other breast.
Zhao Fengyi, whose kind heart was deeply shaken, was plunged into confusion, shock, and sorrow! Shouldn't others treat her well in return for being kind to them? Even setting aside people, the abandoned cats and dogs she had adopted all loved her very much.
Under the caresses and pressures of Ma Long's warm hands, coupled with the repeated licking of his rough and agile tongue, intense pleasure overwhelmed Zhao Fengyi's already chaotic emotions.
Instinctively, she opened
her cherry-like mouth and let out a
series of lewd moans: "Ugh ... Ahhhhhh... You
... Ahh ...
Zhao Fengyi excitedly pounded her fists on Ma Long's head, shouting, "Let go! Let go of me! You ungrateful beast!"
With the saliva from Ma Long's tongue and the oozing vaginal fluid from her garden, a large wet patch quickly appeared on Zhao Fengyi's pink cotton panties, starting from the middle.
Zhao Fengyi moaned with a mixture of pleading and pleasure, "Let go! Ahhh...you...you...you...ahhh...ahhhhhh...let go!"
The force of Zhao Fengyi's pounding gradually weakened, and the frequency became increasingly infrequent. Although she was being forced, she couldn't suppress the pleasure arising from her primal instincts. Under the skillful touch of Ma Long, his nimble tongue teased her until she was overwhelmed with pleasure. This wave after wave of sensual stimulation greatly weakened her will to resist.
As a pornographic photographer, Ma Long satisfied his own lust while also doing his work. He moved his Evil Eye to his forehead and activated it, recording Zhao Fengyi's journey from fierce resistance to gradual succumbing to pleasure. The new installment in the Dead Night Evil Uniform Temptation series, "The Defiled Angel in White," was nearing completion.
Zhao Fengyi groaned with even greater pleasure, "Ahhh... Ahhhhhh... Haaah!"
Tears welled in her eyes, her face flushed, a mixture of shame, indignation, and humiliation tinged with arousal.
As Zhao Fengyi's resistance weakened, Ma Long easily removed her shoes and socks, followed by her already soaked panties. Ma Long first lifted her buttocks, then slowly pulled the panties down between her legs, inch by inch, until they were completely removed. Naked from
the waist down, Zhao Fengyi let out a soft moan of self-pity.
Ma Long reached out and caressed Zhao Fengyi's pubic area; her pubic hair was sparse and glossy, glistening with dew-like drops of love fluid.
Zhao Fengyi thought sadly that her first time was in the sacred hospital, during her work hours, when she was raped by a man who had previously had a good impression of her. Fate was playing too cruel a trick on her! Why did doing good deeds bring such misfortune?
Ma Long, on the other hand, was thrilled, fully experiencing the pleasure of a demon defiling an angel.
Ma Long turned Zhao Fengyi's alabaster-white body over, pulling off her torn uniform skirt to reveal her smooth, snow-white back and her round, peach-like buttocks. Golden beads of sweat covered Zhao Fengyi's body, and the sorrowful yet lewd expression on her pretty face were all recorded by Ma Long's wicked eyes.
Ma Long, who called himself one of the four great demons, pressed his hot face against Zhao Fengyi's cold buttocks, feeling the cool touch of her skin, which was as smooth as a freshly peeled egg. Consumed by lust, Ma Long opened his mouth and gently bit Zhao Fengyi's buttocks.
Slightly pained by Ma Long's sharp teeth, Zhao Fengyi let out a low groan, uttering a helpless and sorrowful moan.
From his current angle, Ma Long could clearly see Zhao Fengyi's pink and tender anus, but as it was his first time, he didn't want to take her virginity so quickly. So he switched to a rear-entry position, gripping Zhao Fengyi's fleshy and bouncy buttocks and pressing them against him, extending his long tongue from behind to lick and circle her vulva.
As a fan of uniforms, Ma Long stripped Zhao Fengyi almost naked, leaving only the nurse's cap on her head. This kind-hearted and lively young girl, proudly assuming her nurse's identity, lay on the bed, her buttocks raised high, legs spread wide, shamefully allowing Ma Long to perform oral sex on her, teasing her labia.
Zhao Fengyi sadly wondered, why did it have to be like this? What did I do wrong? I hadn't done anything bad, why was I being treated like this? Just as she was racking her brains trying to figure it out, an even stronger, electric-like pleasure surged through her body, because Ma Long's tongue had already reached her sensitive little red clitoris, pressing against it and teasing it with vigorous circles. " Ahhhhhh ... Ahh
... Zhao Fengyi trembled violently in pain, letting out a mournful cry that echoed throughout the room: "It hurts! Ouch! Waaaaah... It hurts so much... Ahhhhhh..."

Crystal-clear tears, like broken kite strings, dripped onto her slender hands. And from where she was joined with Ma Long, drops of bright red virgin blood splattered onto the hospital bed.
Forcibly taking Zhao Fengyi's virginity gave Ma Long an unparalleled sense of conquest! He temporarily stopped his movements, enjoying the pleasure brought by the contractions within her flower-like opening.
Zhao Fengyi, her eyes red from crying, cursed, "Ma Long, you're a beast! You're not human! I truly regret saving you."
Ma Long, playing with Zhao Fengyi's smooth buttocks, said, "I wasn't human to begin with, I was a werewolf!"
Ma Long sincerely repented, saying, "I'm sorry! My poor, lovely nurse, I wasn't human to begin with, I was a beast, a monster! You can enjoy my way of repaying your debt."
Ma Long's words were sincere, but his face wore a ferocious and lewd smile. His waist and legs moved forcefully, his erect penis thrusting in and out of the newly deflowered virgin's opening.
"Ah! It hurts...it hurts...it hurts...don't move...ahhhhhh..."
Zhao Fengyi cried out in excruciating pain, tears streaming down her face. Her dark hair was disheveled, some strands clinging to her pretty face.
Ma Long's erect penis was thick and hot, filling Zhao Fengyi's vagina completely, while he continued to thrust vigorously. Deep within the dark
pain, her clitoris, rubbed raw by the raging impact, brought a warm current of pleasure to Zhao Fengyi once again.
"Ugh...ahhhhhh...it hurts ...no...ahh ... Because her vaginal fluids were overflowing, the sounds of her thrusting in and out were incredibly obscene. Zhao Fengyi's body went limp, half-hanging on Ma Long's body, her upper body weight mostly resting on her breasts and vagina, except for her legs. Ma Long kissed Zhao Fengyi's snow-white neck, then teased her earlobe with his tongue, gently biting it. His hands pressed and caressed her white breasts with passion and force, kneading and flattening them like playing the piano, but instead of producing music, they produced beautiful, melodious moans. Ma Long's erect penis, instead of thrusting deep inside with each stroke, entered only halfway, focusing on the more concentrated nerve endings in the front part of her vagina, using a nine-shallow-one-deep technique to create a high-speed piston-like motion. Due to its rapid speed, even vaginal fluids and virgin blood splattered out. Zhao Fengyi's eyebrows furrowed, her face flushed, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She let out a seductive and melodious moan: "Ahhhhh... Ahhhhhhhh..." The increasing pleasure was enough to rival the pain. Therefore, her beautiful face displayed a mixture of pain and pleasure, a look of both distress and ecstasy. Zhao Fengyi felt as if her mind was being emptied; apart from the constant thrusting of the towering pillar, which caused her both pain and excitement, she felt nothing else. Feeling the heat rising within him, Ma Long made a final, high-speed thrust, his hands now supporting Zhao Fengyi's thighs as he lifted her up and tossed her down. The thrusts of his towering pillar were rapid and deep. Zhao Fengyi's pain gradually turned into numbness, while the pleasure intensified further. Finally, Ma Long powerfully ejaculated his astonishingly large amount of hot milk into Zhao Fengyi's petite body, not only filling the young girl's vagina completely but also overflowing. With a complex expression, Zhao Fengyi softly murmured, "Ahhhhh..." It was the most intense wave of pleasure she had experienced so far, and also a sense of relief at the end. After finishing, Ma Long wiped himself with a tissue, put on his pants, and abandoned the naked Zhao Fengyi on the bed. Exhausted, Zhao Fengyi was initially unable to move, her body covered in golden sweat. Her body lay sprawled on the bed, her breasts rising and falling with her breath, her face showing a sorrow that was almost transparent, yet still carrying a trace of lingering pleasure. Her vagina, which had been fiercely pounded by Ma Long's erect penis, was still half-open, her labia half-closed, a mixture of love juice, virgin blood, and semen flowing out in a lewd, white-tinged-red, red-tinged-white mixture. After resting for a while, Zhao Fengyi propped herself up with her slender arms, lying naked on the bed except for the nurse's cap on her head, and used her torn uniform skirt to lightly cover her breasts. Ma Long admired Zhao Fengyi's alluring curves from behind, and her round, snow-white buttocks like jade peaches. The young nurse now appeared much more mature and beautiful! Zhao Fengyi turned around, her eyes filled with sorrow and hatred as she looked at Ma Long. Tears silently slid down her cheeks, dripping onto her fair, snow-white skin. In her empty heart, she wondered, was this the reward she received for saving a life? No! Ma Long was not human; he was an evil demon. Ma Long said flirtatiously, "My dear nurse! After a few more times, you'll understand the wonders of sex. You'll soon become a little slut who can't get enough of my big cock, and I'll repay you with my body." Faced with such a charming nurse like Zhao Fengyi, how could Ma Long be satisfied with just one time? In the days that followed, he took every opportunity to molest and harass Zhao Fengyi again. Zhao Fengyi, her heart deeply wounded, tried her best to avoid Ma Long. Zhao Fengyi, once a beloved and energetic worker at the hospital, has become melancholic. Only when she returns home and cuddles her pet cats and dogs can she find peace. Surrounded by her many pets, Zhao Fengyi lies in bed, repeatedly questioning whether she did anything wrong in saving Ma Long. If she hadn't saved him, he wouldn't have been raped! The thought fills her with self-reproach, calling herself a fool and a victim of her compassion.

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