Red Powdered Steed, Volume 20

Volume 20 –
Chapter 1: The Storm Is Brewing
. Chi Yaorao was highly skilled; normally, even with the combined efforts of Shuai Zi and Ma Zi, they might not have been able to capture her alive. The direct reason she was captured was that she was utterly exhausted. Her internal energy was completely depleted, leaving her defenseless. Her Longquan sword had already made intimate contact with at least thirty of the fiercest Japanese samurai.
Exhausted, Chi Yaorao trembled uncontrollably. Shuai Zi and Ma Zi pressed their Japanese swords against her neck, twisting her wrists. A lewd Japanese man stepped forward and, surprisingly, produced a finely crafted and sturdy gag from his personal belongings.
Chi Yaorao reluctantly allowed the Japanese man to force the large gag into her bright red mouth. Then, the leather strap attached to the gag was tightened, and she made muffled noises, saliva dripping from the hole in the gag.
Two brothers from Flying Wolf Valley stepped forward. One handcuffed Chi Yaorao's wrists with a steel inner and leather outer cuff, while the other ruthlessly ripped off her boots and socks, then cuffed her ankles close to her skin. A steel chain connected the handcuffs and anklecuffs, pulling them upwards forcefully until her wrists and feet were completely touching before fastening the steel ring in the middle. Thus, the once charming and alluring Chi Yaorao was bound handcuffed up.
Ma Zi shouted in Japanese, "Strip her naked and let's see!" Several Japanese men stepped forward, pulled out daggers, and chuckled as they slashed through Chi Yaorao's leather jacket and pants, stripping her naked like a chicken. In the cold wind and rain, Chi Yaorao's skin broke out in goosebumps.
The Japanese men groped her all over, some even more lustfully prying open her vulva and anus in the street to examine them. Several filthy, strange hands were pinching and kneading her breasts, and two Japanese men were roughly fondling her nipples between their fingers.
Ma Zi pulled out his penis and shouted in Japanese, "Turn her over and spread her legs!" Two of the Flying Wolf Valley brothers, who had infiltrated the Japanese with Ma Zi, rushed up, turned the face-down Chi Yao Rao over, and dragged a corpse between her legs, raising her fair and tender hips high to expose her vulva as much as possible. Then, one on each side, they used their hands to forcefully spread her tightly closed thighs, revealing her pubic hair and tightly closed vulva.
Surrounded by lecherous wolves, seeing such a stunning beauty as Chi Yaorao stripped naked in the street and rendered immobile, they felt a perverse pleasure. Ma Zi's penis was already erect, and regardless of whether Chi Yaorao's vagina was wet or dry, he aimed his thing at her tightly closed opening and slowly thrust it in.
"Ugh—!" Chi Yaorao, already powerless, felt her most sensitive peach blossom cave being mercilessly penetrated, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably from the pain.
Ma Zi, feeling his path blocked, grew even angrier. He reached out and slapped her snow-white inner thigh repeatedly, making her flesh jiggle. In the cold night, a crisp sound of flesh against flesh rang out. He roared, "Relax!
Let me in, or you'll regret it!"
With her mouth gagged, Chi Yaorao thought: whether she cooperated or not, she would be humiliated. It was better to suffer less. As long as she lived, there would always be a chance for revenge. She tried to recall the pleasures of past lovemaking, straining her vaginal muscles to cooperate with Ma Zi's thrusts.
In front of so many people, Ma Zi, his penis unwilling to withdraw, gritted his teeth and pushed forward, slowly penetrating the hot, hard flesh. The straight penis, tightly wrapped by the warm, moist, and alluring flesh, moved forward, creating an indescribable, wonderful sensation. After struggling to break through one layer of tightly closed flesh, it advanced less than two centimeters before encountering another, even tighter layer.
Ma Zi exclaimed, "Double-door, double-curtain! My god! She's the legendary double-door, double-curtain! I've hit the jackpot today!"
Shuai Zi, stroking his penis at the back entrance, said, "Move forward a little bit so I can fuck her ass!" Ma Zi and Shuai Zi often played this "clamping" game in Flying Wolf Valley, their coordination was already seamless. Ma Zi indeed moved forward a little, and Shuai Zi, behind him, slowly thrust his hard, burning-hot penis into the even tighter, more alluring anus.
"Ugh—!" Chi Yaorao trembled even more violently. A hot, thick penis was being shoved into her anus, causing her immense discomfort. She had received anal sex training during her time with the National Security Bureau, but anal sex and intercourse were trained separately. This was the first time she had ever experienced two men simultaneously penetrating her from both ends, filling her entire lower body.
She knew that being in the hands of the Japanese would be a painful experience, but she never imagined her first time would involve this "penis clamping" technique. Moreover, these two bastards were incredibly coordinated; when the one performing intercourse went in, the one performing anal sex would pull out, and vice versa. Chi Yaorao even suspected that these two Japanese men had been specially trained for this kind of thing.
The Japanese men nearby laughed loudly, but with Shuai Zi and Ma Zi occupying the space, the Japanese men could only masturbate and wait their turn.
An impatient Japanese man suddenly leaned close to the ear of the boy, who was having a great time, and whispered a few words in Japanese.
The boy replied nonchalantly, and the Japanese man cheered and beckoned to several other Japanese men waiting nearby.
Chi Yaorao noticed that these Japanese men walked over to the corpses of Zhuo Qingjiao and Ye Qinghu, and quickly removed the black tight-fitting jackets from the two beautiful corpses, lewdly revealing their ugly, vile members.
Chi Yaorao screamed, "No—" but her mouth was gagged, and she could only make muffled "ooh" sounds, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Zhuo Qingjiao and Ye Qinghu had only recently died, and their bodies were still very soft. The Japanese, known for their perversions, had a long-standing fondness for beautiful corpses. The leader of the Japanese men lewdly lifted Ye Qinghu, spread her legs, and shoved his penis into her cold vagina. Another Japanese man held Ye Qinghu's shoulders and inserted his penis into her anus from behind.
Ye Qinghu and Zhuo Qingjiao never imagined that even in death, they couldn't escape the clutches of these Japanese.
Chi Yaorao's eyes widened in fury, but her hands and legs were handcuffed tightly, rendering her immobile. Her lower body, gripped even tighter with rage, inflicting intense pleasure on Shuaizi and Mazi.
After a series of rapid thrusts, both of Chi Yaorao's vaginal openings bore the marks of two men, their semen overflowing and gushing from them.
Shuai Zi pulled out his penis, which was covered in a milky white liquid, and shook his head, saying, "Switch over and let's do it again. Damn, this is too exciting!"
Ma Zi snorted, "Who's afraid of who! Come on! But if you feel like you can't take it anymore, be sure to say so. Don't push yourself so hard that you end up foaming at the mouth and looking miserable!"
Chi Yao Rao was being forcibly raped by two vigorous young men. Her front and back entrances were very dry. Even though she was physically strong, she was being fucked until her eyes rolled back and she passed out not long after.
Shuai Zi cursed under his breath, pulled out his penis, pointed at the limp Chi Yao Rao, and shouted in Japanese, "Bring the box up!"
The Japanese men who hadn't had a turn to fuck her sighed. They knew that if they continued, they might kill the exhausted Chi Yao Rao. Anyway, they had already caught her, and they were afraid they wouldn't have a chance to fuck her again in the future. But since their penises were already erect, not fucking her would be bad for their bodies. So they kept turning their gaze to the two beautiful corpses, Ye Qing Hu and Zhuo Qing Jiao.
I watched from upstairs, shaking my head in disbelief. I've seen perverts before, but never anything as aesthetically pleasing as the Japanese, and it's a nationwide perversion. Perhaps it's normal for the Japanese to be perverted, and abnormal for them to be normal.
Besides directing the annihilation of the Thunder Group, I also took the opportunity to pass on the distorted Iron Sword Sect internal energy cultivation method to Ma Zi and Shuai Zi. I also learned a lot about the internal workings of the Japanese, which could only be clarified through face-to-face meetings. Furthermore, based on the situation, I arranged the subsequent action plan and changed the contact points.
Two Japanese men brought over a pre-prepared black leather suitcase and skillfully coiled the unconscious Chi Yaorao inside. The suitcase had wheels, and one of the men easily carried her away by the handle.
Shuai Zi shouted a few times in Japanese, and the remaining Japanese men collected the bodies of their fallen comrades and elite National Security officers, threw them into a van, and disappeared into the night.
The winter rain intensified. In Jiangnan, winter rain can last a week, which is normal. The next morning, ordinary citizens would wake up to streets washed clean by the rain.
The saying goes, "If the people don't complain, the officials won't care." Even if the police knew about the major battle, they wouldn't intervene, much less report it. What police officer would be so idle as to take on such a heinous crime? They were just trying to make a living.
Chi Yaorao didn't want to wake up. This blow was too great. Since its establishment, the Thunder Group of the Special Operations Bureau had been invincible against the Japanese Special Higher Police, the Military Intelligence Bureau, the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, and even the American CIA. They had always successfully completed the tasks assigned by the Party and the people. Unexpectedly, in small Ningbo, they suffered a crushing defeat. All thirty-six members were wiped out. She had truly let down the people and the Party.
And this had happened under her leadership—what a disgrace! It wasn't that she didn't want to die, but that she couldn't die anymore. Every part of her body that could move was tightly bound, like a fish lying on a chopping board.
Yuki Nakamura leered at the bound and limp Chi Yaorao and said, "Yoshi! Cao Chuan-kun, your great glory is that this bitch killed so many of my brothers?" Shuai Zi thought to himself, "Damn it, you little Japanese! If it weren't for Wolf Brother's plan, you'd be useful. I'd kill you right now!" But he laughed and said, "Hey—! It was her who killed so many of our men. Later, Asakawa and I teamed up to capture her alive!" He then boasted in broken Japanese about his achievement.
Nakamura already knew from the other Japanese that capturing Chi Yaorao was actually Cao Chuan's scheme. He first used superior forces to wear her down before capturing her. However, this didn't diminish Cao Chuan's abilities. In his opinion, Shuai Zi's boasting was just a ploy to get promoted.
Yuki Nakamura waved her hand and said, "Very good! From today onwards, you will be the assistant director of our Sumiyoshi-kai's Greater China region, second only to me. As for Ma Qiang-kun, I think Tamura-kun will definitely give him the same reward, making him the assistant director of the Inagawa-kai, absolutely no problem! Be loyal to the organization!" Shuai Zi, imitating the Japanese manner perfectly, bowed his head and shouted, "Yes—! Long live the organization! Long live the Great Japanese Empire!"
Nakamura waved his hand and said, "Ever since my right arm was crippled by that insignificant little policeman in China, my health has been deteriorating day by day. I'm finding it increasingly difficult to handle the affairs of the organization. In the near future, you will go to Xiamen for me and deliver the antiques we have recently collected to the vice president of headquarters, Kishimoto Saisō, and report the recent situation to him. But be careful, the guards around him are all members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, so don't make us sound too pitiful!"
Under the lamplight, Shuai Zi chuckled slyly, "Aren't the Yamaguchi-gumi brothers also part of our Yakuza? We're in such a sorry state today, don't they have any sympathy for us?" Nakamura sighed, "The Yamaguchi-gumi's decision not to agree to our plan to fully occupy the Chinese market was indeed a wise one. Most of their members stayed in Japan. It's unexpected that China, which seems so gentle, is actually full of heroes. Now, even if we wanted to withdraw back to Japan, it's impossible to do so in the short term. The result of our Sumiyoshi and Inagawa-kai sending out all our elite forces this time is very likely to be a loss in China, losing most of our members. The Inagawa and Sumiyoshi-kai together have more than 23,000 members, and the Yamaguchi-gumi has more than 8,000 members. But in the future, Yakuza will likely be dominated by the Yamaguchi-gumi. Alas—!"
Shuai Zi's eyes widened, "Does the chairman mean that the Yamaguchi-gumi might fight us and the Inagawa-kai to the death?" Nakamura sighed and nodded.
Shuai Zi said, "I will never let this happen!"
Nakamura sighed, "If it's a hardline approach, I'll trust you, but I'm afraid the Yamaguchi-gumi will use a softer approach with beauties and money. When you go to the Yamaguchi-gumi, be careful of Watanabe Yoshizawa. She's the most beautiful woman in our Yakuza and the favorite of our patriarch, Takashi Kazuo. If I'm not mistaken, the Inagawa-kai will send your good friend, Yu Zhengma, this time. The two of you must work together and not let the Yamaguchi-gumi look down on us!" Shuai Zi bowed and said, "Yes, sir! I will definitely do it! Shall we begin interrogating this beauty now?" Chi Yaorao lay on the ground with her chest pressed against the ground, struggling because she didn't know Japanese. Although she could hear every word clearly, she just couldn't understand what the two Japanese devils were saying. She thought to herself, "If only Hongzhuang and Suguo were here. They are fluent in Japanese." At the same time, she secretly regretted that she had been arrogant and looked down on people in the past. If Chi Zi had used all her skills, these Japanese would have been in a much worse situation.
Nakamura nodded, extending his only left hand to caress the snow-white, smooth naked body of the woman with interest.
Shuai Zi was only interested in her body; after having sex with her, he felt she was nothing special. While her "double-layered tent" was rare, there were plenty of beauties with similar assets in Flying Wolf Valley. So, after his lust subsided, he showed no mercy. He removed the gag from her mouth, watching the gushing saliva flow from her lips, and said in broken Chinese, "Bitch! Answer my questions! Understand?" The woman spat at him, and Shuai Zi dodged, the spit landing on Nakamura's nose.
Nakamura cursed in Chinese, "Never mind the questions, fuck her until she's submissive!" With that, he pulled out his penis, spread her thighs, and viciously shoved it inside.
Shuai Zi laughed, "Good—!" He pressed down on her head and neck, grabbed a beautiful horse harness with his right hand, and slapped Chi Yao Rao twice across the face. Then he shoved the gleaming crossbar into her mouth, tightened the leather straps on her cheeks from behind, and pulled the straps around her mouth upwards past her nose, fastening them behind her head.
Chi Yao Rao's bewitching face immediately displayed a cruel beauty. Her alluring eyes were tightly closed, trembling as she awaited the impending doom.
Shuai Zi pulled the pulley, slowly hoisting Chi Yao Rao, who was saddled up. The steel chains rattled as Chi Yao Rao spun upwards, weakly kicking and twisting her waist, seemingly in resistance.
Nakamura stood up with a lewd grin, and with his undamaged left hand, lit a windproof lighter, letting the flame burn against Chi Yao Rao's pink vulva, trying to burn her thick, curly pubic hair.
"Ugh—!" Chi Yao Rao writhed in pain.
After pulling her up, Shuai Zi made an excuse to run away, leaving Nakamura to freely manipulate the helpless, alluring Chi Yaorao for his own amusement.
There was one thing Chi Yaorao might not have understood: a trained beauty could truly lose all consciousness and become a man's plaything, like the two lowly, seductive mares Chen Dongxi was currently using.
———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— In Flying Wolf Valley, on the southern outskirts of Nantian City, Xiang Longjiao held the hand of a stunningly beautiful woman of similar beauty, laughing and playing in the valley's enormous greenhouse.
The greenhouse covers more than 60 acres and is 12 meters high. Inside, there are pavilions and towers, and everything you could want. It truly has flowers that bloom year-round and fresh fruits that ripen in every season. Outside, snow is falling heavily, but inside, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and birds are singing and the air is fragrant. This is also the place I use to train beauties. If it weren't warm all year round, how could those beauties stay naked all day without getting sick?
After circling around the flowers a few times, Xiang Longjiao could no longer find anyone. Jiang Wenjiao was left looking around, calling out in a coquettish voice, "Longjiao! If you don't come out, I won't talk to you anymore!" Suddenly, the flower path turned, and a stunningly beautiful woman appeared. She was only wearing a few sexy pieces of clothing, her breasts exposed, and she was wearing a pair of high-heeled boots. As she walked, the pubic hair between her legs was faintly visible. She beckoned to her and said,
"Which stable's mare are you? Why are you running around like this?"
Jiang Wenjiao said in surprise, "Stable—mare—!"
The beautiful woman laughed and said, "My name is Su Feng, I'm a lion-like horse, and I like the feeling of whipping my vulva. What about you?" Jiang Wenjiao's pretty face flushed red instantly, her mind completely blank, as if she had entered another world.
Su Feng smiled and said, "You're a new mare, aren't you? I'll take you to eat something good!" As she spoke, she pulled her away.
In Northeast China, Jiang Wenjiao was like a princess; no one dared to have designs on her. Everyone who saw her deliberately fawned over her. Now, Su Feng was pulling her by the wrist, leading her to a small pavilion. A table of fresh fruit was already laid out in the pavilion, including several bright red peaches.
Su Feng picked up a peach and handed it to her, smiling, "This is a special winter peach; you can't get it anywhere else. Try it!"
If it were a drink, Jiang Wenjiao might not have been willing to eat it, but fruit was different. She loved the peach's cuteness, looked at it in her hand, opened her mouth, and took a bite.
The peach was sweet with a hint of tartness, quite different from ordinary peaches. I couldn't help but take another big bite.
Su Feng watched with a grin.
Jiang Wenjiao felt embarrassed and looked at the several larger peaches on the table, saying, "You eat some too! What are you laughing at?" Su Feng laughed, "I'm just watching. How can someone stand and talk after eating a Dongmei peach?" Jiang Wenjiao seemed to realize something was wrong, but it was too late. She fell down, still clutching the peach, but Su Feng caught her and called out to the pavilion, "Aren't you coming to help? If you hurt this little beauty, Brother Wolf will skin you alive!" Yang Jiao, Zhang Yan, and Qi Hong all ran out from the tall magnolia bushes, also wearing high-heeled boots. Naked from the waist up, wearing only a thong, they hurriedly lifted Jiang Wenjiao and carried her away. Xiang Longjiao said from behind, "Be careful, don't hurt her, she's my best friend!" Qi Hong laughed, "Just take her to Brother Wolf's room to sleep for a while!" As for my looks, although tall and strong, under normal circumstances, no matter what tricks I used, I could never seduce a Chinese beauty like Xiang Longjiao or Jiang Wenjiao. To take them into my private possession, to make them completely subservient to me, I had to resort to despicable means.
Black cat or white cat, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat. As long as I achieve my goal, that's all that matters. As for the methods? If some party can do it, so can I.
Yang Jiao opened the door and carefully placed Jiang Wenjiao on the large, soft bed. She smiled at Xiang Longjiao and said, "Brother Wolf isn't here, so why don't we keep Sister Long company and let her sleep here? She'll come looking for us when she wakes up!"
Xiang Longjiao bit her lip and said, "Alright then! When will Brother Wolf be back?" Su Feng smiled and said, "Soon, in the next couple of days!"
After the beauties settled Jiang Wenjiao
downstairs, they escorted Xiang Longjiao out. As soon as they left the room, I opened the hidden door and came out, holding a syringe. Looking at the unconscious Jiang Wenjiao, I chuckled, pulled up her sleeve to reveal her fair, lotus-root-like arm, and expertly found a vein. I injected the syringe full of the drug. This was Ye Laogui's latest product, a mixture of aphrodisiac, mind control, and hypnosis. Injected directly into a vein, it was more effective than any previous drug.
With my increasing wealth and technological advancements, the Flower Gate that comes into my hands will surely be more spectacular than it ever was in any other era.
The injection contained anesthetic, so the beautiful woman didn't feel pain when it was injected; instead, she felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation. Jiang Wenjiao smacked her lips in a daze, instinctively letting out a soft moan.
After injecting the medication, I put away the syringe, picked up the fragrant Jiang Wenjiao, and leisurely walked into the secret room. I wasn't worried at all about Xiang Longjiao looking for her. If Xiang Longjiao came back later and couldn't find her, Su Feng and the others would have their own excuses. These prostitutes may not have many other skills, but they're masters at deceiving people.
In the secret room, I held Jiang Wenjiao in my arms, first giving her a beautiful kiss on her wet, red lips, then slowly removing her top. Once all her clothes were off, a pair of well-developed breasts sprang out, pink and smooth, swaying gracefully. She was from Northeast China, and although she and Xiang Longjiao were known as the "Twin Beauties," her figure was more voluptuous and graceful.
I grabbed her two smooth, soft breasts, greedily kneading and playing with them in my hands. The plump, fragrant flesh changed all sorts of alluring shapes between my fingers. A dragon maiden like Jiang Wenjiao—under normal circumstances, someone of my status wouldn't even dare to glance at her. Now, she lay like a lamb in my hands, waves of stimulation washing over me, my head spinning, and my manhood hardening rapidly, standing erect like the national flag at Tiananmen Square.
Jiang Wenjiao's clothes seemed ordinary, but every single piece was a high-end foreign brand. The fragrance emanating from her lingerie was the latest French fashion. The price of one of her bras was equivalent to the monthly income of ten ordinary families. China! Truly a paradise for corrupt officials.
After being injected with the drug, Jiang Wenjiao's body began to heat up, writhing and thrashing with desire. Her body slowly turned a captivating red, and her two nipples hardened high. In her agitation, one hand reached up to touch her nipples, while the other reached into her crotch, groping and kneading wildly through her pants.
After I skillfully pulled down her pants, I found that her panties were already soaked with her vaginal fluids. Jiang Wenjiao's slender hand naturally reached into her vagina, frantically digging and probing.
I pulled out the legendary weapon that women crave, the "Wolf Tail Whip," and fiercely spread her two long white legs, pinning down her hands that were probing her vagina, and slowly inserted my large penis into her virgin, tight vagina.
"Ugh—! Ah—!" Jiang Wenjiao moaned dreamily, her head shaking wildly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing.
The moment my penis entered, I sensed something was very wrong with her vagina. About two centimeters inside, the vaginal muscles excitedly rolled over, the cool flesh enveloping my glans and rotating to the left. Two more centimeters in, another layer of particularly tight, sensitive flesh blocked my way. When I parted this second layer and probed my glans, it was so hot I almost jumped out of my skin. Within those two centimeters, the temperature was a stark contrast of ice and fire. Inside the second layer, however, the flesh stubbornly rotated to the right, like two small hands tightly gripping the first four centimeters of my penis, twisting back and forth.
Two more centimeters in, and it was even colder. From there, layer upon layer, nine layers of fragrant, moist flesh separated, each layer different in temperature. The further down I went, the greater the temperature difference became, and the directions of rotation were completely opposite.
When the glans of my penis reached the base of her flower, it was completely enveloped and sucked by her nectar. Only then did I realize that her private parts were the legendary "Nine-Gathering Fox Pistil," also known as "Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire," which, along with Xiang Longjiao's "Demon Dragon Twisting Pillar," were considered the two most extraordinary points in the world. They were the most precious of all, and even an emperor would be overwhelmed if he possessed one.
Fortunately, it was me. If it were an ordinary man, he would surely be unable to resist such a precious point. Precious points naturally possess the ability to replenish yin and yang, and the "Nine-Gathering Fox Pistil" and "Demon Dragon Twisting Pillar," being the two ultimate precious points, have an even stronger ability to replenish yin and yang. Without something particularly potent tonic, it would be strange if one could last for three years without losing yang.
From the daughter to the mother, her birth mother must have been a rare beauty, with a beautiful face and a good figure. Her crotch must have concealed seven layers of "double doors and curtains," no wonder she had won the favor of the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Army.
It turns out that Jiang Wenjiao's biological mother and Xiang Longjiao's biological mother were equally famous in their youth, both being pillars of the Central Oriental Song and Dance Troupe. Countless high-ranking officials and nobles coveted their favors
, and ultimately, they were each taken as concubines by commanders-in-chief of two different factions in China. In their generation, their looks, figures, upbringing, and even the objects of their desire surpassed their mothers'. However, these beautiful flowers were unfortunately placed on a worthless pile of dung. These two alluring peonies were one after the other, and I ended up getting my hands on them.
I struggled to control my body, slowly withdrawing my penis from her beautiful vagina, bringing out a patch of moist, red, fragrant, soft flesh, before slowly inserting it again. At the point of contact, a patch of bright red virgin blood resembled a blooming flower.
Under the stimulation of the drugs, Jiang Wenjiao did not feel the pain of her first time; instead, she felt boundless pleasure, frantically thrusting her snowy buttocks upwards to meet my thrusts in a daze.
I felt a thrill of playing with fire. If her father, Jiang Hengyu, knew even a fraction of what I was doing, illegally possessing Jiang Wenjiao, he would surely cause a huge uproar. But even if he skinned me alive, he couldn't undo the fact that I was illegally possessing his precious daughter. This was truly "dying under the peony flower, even as a ghost, I'd be romantic!" Jiang Wenjiao cried out as she reached her first orgasm. Streams of white fluid gushed from the spot where my penis was tightly pressed against hers. I withdrew my penis, and the fluid gushed out like a fountain of lust, erupting three times before finally flowing freely. The room was filled with the unique fragrance of this stunningly beautiful woman's body.
After our lovemaking, Jiang Wenjiao opened her alluring eyes, her gaze falling upon a pair of strange eyes. Looking into those eyes, my heart and soul were involuntarily captivated.
A deep, pleasant voice said, "You are my woman, my personal mare, understand?" Jiang Wenjiao hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Yes—! I am your woman, your personal mare! I understand!"
The voice continued, "You must protect me with your life forever, and you will not allow anyone to hurt me!" This time, Jiang Wenjiao replied without hesitation, "I will protect you with my life forever, and I will not allow anyone to hurt you!"
I chuckled. This girl, Jiang Wenjiao, couldn't escape my "bewitching eyes." Then... I said, "Not only will you always think about making love with me, but you'll also recommend your beautiful best friends to me!" Jiang Wenjiao replied, "I'll always think about making love with you, and I'll recommend my best friends to you!" I nodded in satisfaction. Now my internal energy was no longer that of a novice. With the absolutely pure internal energy of a legitimate sect, driving the Bewitching Eyes had an effect that was incomparable to before. Half an hour later, I successfully changed Jiang Wenjiao's subconscious deep within her soul, making her another obedient and beautiful little mare.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead and said to Jiang Wenjiao, "Sleep! After you wake up, I will be your master for life!"
Jiang Wenjiao didn't say a word and fell asleep immediately.
I stepped out of the secret room and said to Zheng Ling, who was standing outside, "Have someone keep an eye on her. When she wakes up naturally, she should come and wake me!" Zheng Ling draped a coat over me and obediently replied, "Yes, sir!"
I lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "The brothers are all here." Zheng Ling nodded and said, "They're all in the main hall in the front. Brother Dong is also waiting with several key police officers!" I patted her cheek and walked towards the main hall. Zheng Ling quickly called Sun Li and Tang Xue over and told them to guard the door before following me.
Inside the main building, the second brother Song Xuedong, the sixth brother Erpi Fengxin, the seventh brother Shou Gou Ma Xiaoliang, the ninth brother Mao Shi Qiang Sun Qiangyong, Wang Ying, Yin Qingzhen, Jiang Mei, Wu Xiangqian, Chi Tianjiao, Zhu Zailai, Zhu Yunlai, Chen Minzhou (one of the five tigers of the provincial department), Zhang Dabiao, Zheng Xianfa, Lin Zhaozhong, and others from the military region were all gathered, waiting for my unified deployment.
I laughed, "Sorry to keep you all waiting!"
Song Xuedong laughed, "We just managed to get everyone together. This time, Lin Zhaozhong's Spring Thunder Operation is clearly meant to use us, to make our Flying Wolf Valley brothers cannon fodder!"
Lin Zhaozhong rolled his triangular eyes and said, "Didn't I also bring twenty-four military knives? One of them is worth a hundred of your incompetent cops."
Song Xuedong scoffed, "They're all out scratching their asses right now! You brought twenty-four bitches with itchy asses, what good are they?"
Lin Zhaozhong angrily said, "This must be related to Brother Wolf!"
I walked to the armchair in the middle and sat down, picked up a cup of "Longjing" tea, blew on the leaves, and took a sip of hot tea. "We can talk about the twenty-four military knives and their asses later," Zhang Dabiao said, stroking his buzz cut and laughing. "Before I met Brother Wolf, all my soldiers were just wasted time. I was still a penniless bum, never even touched a woman's hand. After meeting Brother Wolf, I finally understood what life is!
Now I'm a member of Flying Wolf Valley, Brother Wolf! Just tell me, how do we do it?" I said in a deep voice, "We've become intimately familiar with the affairs of the Southern Heavenly Path over the years. For years, our Flying Wolf Valley has been suppressed by the Phoenix Hall near the Southern Heavenly Path, unable to do big business. In the most prosperous Yangtze River Delta region of China, there are the Jiangnan Three Halls of the Sun Yee On, as well as the Japanese, and various other places..." "The underworld brothers are all acting independently, creating unexpected obstacles for us to expand into other markets. I've endured this for five years; now it's time to explode!" Song Xuedong laughed. "Actually, with our strength, we didn't need to endure this long!" I said, "If we hadn't endured this long, how could we have this Spring Thunder Operation, which has all the advantages of timing, location, and people? We'll start with the underworld in the southern regions and the Yangtze River Delta provinces, eliminating unrelated gangs and taking over all their lucrative businesses. You, Second Brother, will lead the police, using the National Security banner, to do this. We'll also recruit some of our own brothers to take over the lucrative deals. Those small gangs will never have any experts, but..." Individually, each gang has fewer than a hundred members, but when they're all together, they probably number thirty to fifty thousand in the entire Jiangnan region. Plus, they have guns. Not to mention Gao Weidong, the loan shark in Nantian City, Sang Chengcai in the south of the city, and Jiang Houzi in Xiaguan—they're not to be underestimated!"
Song Xuedong grinned. "Gao Weidong, Sang Chengcai, and you, Wolf Brother, were known as the Three Little Tyrants of Shuixi Gate in your youth. They were your childhood companions. Isn't it a pity to wipe them out like this? You should at least keep them around to give you some fond memories!"
Lin Zhaozhong said in a sinister voice, "Don't joke around before matters of national importance!" Song Xuedong didn't care and smiled slightly, "You're so serious, Triangular Eyes." "Yes, Brother Wolf, I'll handle your orders. I'll send the real police first. They're paid by the state; even if they die for their country, it's normal. It'll just be a matter of covering them with a national flag! As for our brothers, I'll make sure they're well hidden. Under normal circumstances, there won't be any losses!"
I nodded and said, "That's right. The three Jiangnan branches of the Sun Yee On will be wiped out by Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother, and Ninth Brother, each leading thirty brothers and Zhang Dabiao's troops!"
Zhang Dabiao nodded and said, "That's exactly right. We soldiers are fine in battle, but our local intelligence isn't good. Having the brothers from Flying Wolf Valley leading us is the best thing. The commander has no doubt about your situation." With the support of the conditions, not to mention the orders from the highest levels of the state, the commander has ordered all officers and soldiers of the 67th Field Division to carry out this mopping-up operation assigned by the Central Committee. If we split into three groups, each of the so-called Three Halls of Jiangnan will be thoroughly beaten by an entire field regiment of ours. To put it bluntly, it will be a naked massacre! As long as your information is accurate, I guarantee not a single fly will escape!"
I laughed and said, "The rest of you, including Lao Ba, Xiao Pi Dan Wang Yang, Lao Shi Hu Er Pi, and the Twenty-Four Military Knives, come with me to find Feng Tang's bad luck!"
Lin Zhaozhong said, "I'm coming too! In case you cause trouble and I have to clean up your mess! Also, you must have messed up the Twenty-Four Military Knives' asshole." "You ghost, you better behave yourself and get them sorted out so they can be recruited into our camp!" I laughed, "Those who know me best are you, Triangle Eyes. I can cure those twenty-four assholes, but getting them to obey us won't be so easy, will it?"
Lin Zhaozhong sneered, "That, I have my own methods, no need for you to worry about it!" I shouted, "During this raid, all forces must keep an eye out for beauties, drugs, antiques, and the like. Except for a small portion to be handed over, the rest must be kept safe for me. After this, all of these will be worth RMB. Also, don't cause too much damage to the high-end establishments run by the Sun Yee On, Jiangnan Three Halls, and Feng Hall. After this, I..." "They're still counting on these places to make a living!"
Triangle Eyes said, "You don't need to worry about these things. These bastards are all very capable. Who would be foolish enough to ruin a way to make money? But when you raid the Sheng Yi Hall in Linhai City, you need to make sure you catch someone for me, but you absolutely can't kill him!"
Zhang Dabiao laughed, "Is it a beautiful woman?"
Triangle Eyes said, "This is confidential. I'll tell you when you take action!" Song Xuedong laughed, "The head of the Sheng Yi Hall in Linhai City is Sang Biao Ruan Debiao. He and Tie Shou Jin Decai from the Cheng Yi Hall in Hangzhou are actually old acquaintances of ours. They're the ex-husbands of Wu Xiangqian's big breasts. Back then, a few of us even swindled some money from them!"
Wu Xiangqian laughed, "If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be able to follow Brother Wolf. It's all fate!" Zhang Dabiao looked at the alluring Wu Xiangqian and said, "You really followed those two?" Wu Xiangqian laughed, "It's not that I really married them. Back in Hong Kong, I was their horse. They could do whatever they wanted with me, and I didn't dare to resist. Now that I'm with Brother Wolf, I'm his horse. If Brother Zhang wants sex, he'll have to find other girls!"
Zhang Dabiao laughed, "That's not what I meant! Heh—!" I laughed, "There are plenty of naked beauties in the greenhouse. We've all come all this way to the outskirts of the city, so let's have some fun. Wang Ying, stay behind. Meeting adjourned!"
After everyone left, Wang Ying asked, "Brother Wolf! You've kept three hundred of our Flying Wolf Valley brothers here. There must be something important!"
I laughed, "You've become quite shrewd, kid. Come here!"
Wang Ying walked over ... I stepped closer, bent down to listen to me, and nodded, saying, "Okay, okay, okay, Brother Wolf, don't worry about this, I guarantee it will be done flawlessly!"
I chuckled and said, "Go!"
Chapter Two: Thunderous Attack. Iron
Ruler Miao, sitting in the office of Zhongbang Logistics in the West Station freight yard, touched the soft, pink buttocks of two stunning beauties, feeling slightly anxious. He had been in mainland China for six years. Over the years, as Huang Feier's capable assistant, he had been running Zhongbang Logistics and Far East Taxi Company. Under his control, there were 63 trucks of various sizes and more than 120 cars, commercial vehicles, and vans. The number of drivers, escorts, movers, security guards, and other personnel at the headquarters had exceeded 1,000. If you include the gang members and employees all over the country, the entire Zhongbang Logistics had more than 8,000 registered employees. In China at the end of the 1980s, this was already considered a large private company.
Miao Deshi, operating under the name of Qingfeng International, used logistics as a cover to smuggle contraband such as heroin, firearms, and electrical appliances from abroad into the heart of China. These contraband items were then resold through the black market, generating billions in profits annually. It was one of the three pillars of Qingfeng International, and when Qin Deguo and his son were in power, no one in Pingjiang Province dared to interfere.
I also worked for Miao Deshi, buying imported pornographic videotapes and electrical appliances to make a little money. In the late 1980s, pornographic videotapes were incredibly lucrative. After acquiring various types of pornographic videotapes, I would find places in back alleys to store them, and every showing was packed. Watches, Sanyo tape recorders, cassette tapes, and packaged clothes also yielded good profits.
I had already extracted many connections from Chen Zhenxing, Miao Deshi's right-hand man, but if I dared to get involved, it would definitely anger Feng Tang. I also have brothers in Hong Kong running businesses, but the Sun Yee On triad doesn't bother with them. The profits are more transparent, especially in software and advertising. I could even open my own factory to mass-produce these sought-after goods from Feng Tang and Sun Yee On, such as pirated copies, pornographic videos, and drugs. However, doing so would inevitably attract interference from Feng Tang, Sun Yee On, and the Jiangnan Triad. They might even join forces against me.
Chen Zhenxing has received a lot of money and women from me, but he arrogantly believes that I would never dare to offend Feng Tang or the deeply entrenched Sun Yee On and Jiangnan Triad. So, even if he clearly tells me many things, it doesn't matter; he's just doing me a favor and showing off his power.
Miao Deshi gazed at the increasingly heavy spring snow falling in the darkness, muttering to himself. The logistics company's normal business was over; the drivers who normally transported goods had worked hard all year and were going home for the Lunar New Year. But apart from that, their shady business hadn't stopped for a moment. It would be a real shame not to take advantage of the fact that the Chinese mainland police and border guards were planning to stock up on heroin during the New Year.
Inside and outside the company, waiting were all the core members of the Bamboo Union Gang's Feng Tang, including the ten skilled men they initially brought from Taiwan and the more than one hundred capable brothers they had developed on the mainland. After receiving the goods today, they would immediately take advantage of the New Year holiday to distribute them overnight to various parts of the country for safekeeping, and then break them down and sell them in smaller quantities locally.
This batch of heroin totals twenty tons, and it might only last until May or June of next year. After receiving this shipment, there will be more small-batch imports next year. The supply from Khun Sa in the Golden Triangle is clearly insufficient, and the price is getting higher and higher. But no matter what, we have to get fifty tons of heroin. If that doesn't work, we'll get a batch from South America. Otherwise, if the market is cut off, it will inevitably be snatched away by the Sun Yee On or the Japanese. China's consumer market is huge. Even heroin is consumed at over a hundred tons every year. And with the further deepening of reform and opening up, there will be even more drug addicts on the mainland. In two years, a hundred tons of heroin per year will no longer be enough to sell on the mainland.
Miao Deshi never dared to dream of such huge profits when he was in Taiwan. It seems that following Huang Feier to the mainland was the right thing to do. Once they've made enough money, judging from Chen Qili's words, their Bamboo Union gang could also change its identity and openly run for president of the Republic of China. This is very possible.
Miao Deshi, with his arms around the slender waists of two tall, voluptuous beauties, felt somewhat restless. These two women worked at the hair salon in front of the company. According to Chai Hualiang's brothers who ran this area, they had just come from the countryside and asked him to look after a business deal.
Miao Deshi wasn't someone who had only been handling business for a short time; being too tense would be counterproductive. Seeing that these two women were exceptionally beautiful, he decided to keep them for a taste. It was only a matter of two or three hundred yuan, but today he felt as if something was amiss, and he was extremely agitated. In this situation, the beautiful women's snow-white, full bodies were the best relaxation agent.
Inside the company, his brothers were chatting and laughing. They were all veterans, and in the past few years, they had all done smoothly without any mishaps. Now, while waiting for the goods, some brothers were playing cards, some were playing with women, and some were playing cards and playing with women at the same time. For example, his capable deputy, Chen Zhenxing, was touching the breasts of a beautiful, full-figured woman with one hand and playing dominoes with the other.
Outside the West Railway Station freight yard, a row of small hair salons had sprung up. Every year-end, beautiful women from out of town would come, hoping to earn a couple of extra bucks before the New Year to go home. Many of them had simple ideas: either to earn enough for their children's tuition next year, or to buy some new clothes for their elderly relatives.
The Chinese government's practice of issuing IOUs in rural areas was rampant. Farmers toiled all year, handing over their grain to the government, only to receive nothing in return. To barely survive, they were forced into prostitution, only to discover after a year in their village didn't even earn them a week's work in one of those hair salons.
But to become a prostitute, one must be beautiful. China's rural population is enormous, with plenty of beautiful women. Chai Hualiang's brothels, though small, are teeming with beauties. These women, after spending time in these brothels, learning makeup and becoming accustomed to men's filthy penises, are then taken by Huang Feier to make big money for their Fengtang.
Therefore, Miao Deshi didn't pay much attention to the sudden increase in beauties at his brothels. On winter nights, after 10 PM, the brothels were nearly empty. Chai Hualiang's brothers would offer them the unsold girls at lower prices. In just one hour, they successfully sold him and his brothers twenty-five exceptionally beautiful women. These women were uninhibited, hardworking, and unafraid of the cold; even in the snow, they wore miniskirts and tank tops, exposing their white thighs and most of their breasts.
Just after 11:30, two white vans, each with a 20-ton capacity, slowly pulled up in front of the lobby of the Zhongbang Materials Company office building. Liang Xiaowei, a top member of the Bamboo Union gang's Fengtang branch, sitting in the first van as their escort, extended two fingers out in the lamplight, giving an "OK" sign.
The Bamboo Union gang members inside the office building cheered and, without being told, rushed out to receive the vans. Half of the vans were filled with sugar; the men receiving the vans had to unload the outer boxes of sugar before they could unload the truly valuable "white powder" (a type of drug).
Miao Deshi patted the particularly alluring woman sitting on his lap and said, "Get down! I have important business to attend to!"
The woman gave him a seductive smile and, surprisingly, said sweetly in authentic Beijing dialect, "We need to get to work too. Let me tell you a secret!"
Miao Deshi didn't notice the change in the woman's accent, and lewdly chuckled, "You can do that kind of work later, what secrets could you possibly have?" Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. The shampoo girl in front of him had her snow-white, rounded knees firmly pressed against his stomach.
"Ouch—!" Miao Deshi cried out in pain. Unlike ordinary people, he didn't clutch his aching stomach, but instead punched the shampoo girl in the face.
The shampoo girl leaped away like a leopard, unfastened the silver metal bracelet on her wrist, pulled it with both hands, and it transformed into a dagger. She grinned seductively, "National Security Army Knife Chi Tianjiao, Miao Deshi! Your death is near!" Miao Deshi roared, "Bitch! When I was ruling the world, you were still suckling!" He kicked a chair in front of him, cursing fiercely, but his actions were not reckless. He flashed out the door and ran away.
A pale, white leg suddenly appeared, and Miao Deshi fell face-first to the ground. A tall, white figure leaped up and pressed down on his back, drawing a slender dagger from the top of a boot mid-air and stabbing at the back of Miao Deshi's neck.
Miao Deshi, a veteran of the underworld, was no pushover. After falling to the ground, he rolled away, narrowly dodging the dagger at the back of his neck. Though brave and ruthless, he was clever enough not to linger. He got up and rushed out the door. Just as he reached the door, he saw a
white figure pounce on the back of the two women's heads. Upon closer inspection, it was the other stunningly beautiful shampoo girl that Miao Deshi had been playing with earlier. She was wearing only a thin white undergarment, a super short skirt, and white high-heeled boots that reached mid-thigh. She barked, "You think you can escape? The National Security Army's 'Red Silver Snake' is here! You, Miao, are honored to have been served by me and Chi Tianjiao!" Miao Deshi, who had followed Huang Feier in the upper echelons of Pingjiang Province, knew all too well the terrifying beauty 'Red Silver Snake' within the National Security Army.
He remained silent, gritted his teeth, and rushed out. If he could get outside, he would have a chance to escape.
Chi Tianjiao snorted coldly and flicked her thin dagger with lightning speed, striking Miao Deshi in the lower back. At the same time, she took off chasing after him. When the two women and the man caught up with each other, the Crimson Silver Snake Demon shouted and pounced on him, knocking down Miao Deshi, who was still running and had been stabbed in the lower back.
Miao Deshi was exceptionally fierce. Ignoring the dagger tucked into his waistband, he kicked away the Red Silver Snake, leaped to his feet with a "carp leap," drew the Burmese soft sword from his belt, and with a flick of his wrist, straightened it. Facing the two Reds
, he grinned savagely: "Bitches! You won't listen to reason, so here we are! Watch how I finish you off!" Red Tianjiao said to the Red Silver Snake, "Captain Lin instructed that no one should be left alive. You go and assist the other sisters. I'll handle this one!"
The Red Silver Snake sneered: "Stop being individualistic. Join forces and kill this bandit in the shortest time possible!" After the Reds arrived in Nantian with Lin Zhaozhong, they used my secret medicine to temporarily stop the itch in their anuses. Lin Zhaozhong also told them what Zhu Qingqing had recorded: the National Security Bureau wanted to execute them without any reason. After weighing their options, the twenty-four military knives decided to join Flying Wolf Valley to save their lives. Therefore, Red Tianjiao became one of their own again.
At the same time, the twenty-three stunningly beautiful shampoo girls who had been let in earlier suddenly attacked, catching twenty or thirty of the Fengtang brothers off guard. They were all killed with a single, ruthless blow.
Copper Head Liang Xiaowei shouted, "It's getting dangerous! We'll go first, you hold them off!" He was escorting twenty tons of "white powder," a heavy responsibility, and had no intention of lingering in the fight. He hurriedly told the driver to start the
car and leave the cargo yard first. Yan Bangquan said furiously, "These bitches were all brought in by Caihualang's brothers. Does Caihualang not want to live anymore? Brothers, get them! Catch these bitches! I want them to suffer a life-or-death situation!" Outside the gate, hundreds of strong figures rushed in from the darkness. They all had short, shaved heads, dressed in dark blue suits and high-top black work shoes, carrying identical Type 56 rifles. The burly brothers who led the way didn't hesitate to raise their guns and fire, first taking down the Fengtang guards at the gate, then closing the two large iron gates. Liang Xiaowei couldn't escape.
Two Flying Wolf Valley brothers rushed forward, blocking the middle of the road and firing their guns. The front wheel of a van that had reached them immediately blew out, and it crashed into the large iron gate with a loud bang.
Before the van even stopped, Liang Xiaowei jumped out, drawing his Type 54 pistol mid-air and firing. The Flying Wolf Valley brothers had been there for at least a year; their marksmanship and hand-to-hand combat skills were exceptional, especially in night combat. Seeing Liang Xiaowei, nicknamed "Copper Head," jumping into the air as a live target, several automatic rifles opened fire on him. Before Liang Xiaowei even hit the ground, his chest was riddled with holes, blood gushing out.
This group of brothers wasn't the elite of the 324 regular Flying Wolf Valley members; they were trained men who had gone out to do shady business. Now, gathered together, their numbers exceeded one thousand.
The raid on the West Station freight yard involved only two hundred men, but with two against one, I was confident of victory. We also had twenty-five National Security Army knives infiltrated beforehand as an inside agent. The fierce battle was swift and decisive, ending in
just five minutes. Iron Ruler Miao, true to his reputation as a Bamboo Union expert, was nearly outmaneuvered by Chi Tianjiao and Chi Yinshe in the darkness. It was only thanks to the arrival of the Flying Wolf Valley brothers that he was finally subdued with a barrage of Type 56 rifles.
I waved to my men, "Clean up the battlefield, take photos, then go inside to collect evidence. Quickly change the tires on the two newly arrived vans and drive them into Flying Wolf Valley!"
Lin Zhaozhong's intention was to suppress bandits; as long as we had evidence to report to his superiors, I would naturally keep my own personal spoils.
Meanwhile, the other brothers from Flying Wolf Valley were also spreading their influence far and wide. In almost a single day, they had completely decimated Feng Tang's territory, taking over almost all of Nantian Feng Tang's business, leaving only the Qingfeng International headquarters standing.
Half an hour later, I received a call from Little Egg Wang Yang's elder brother, who said that they had raided Feng Tang's gambling headquarters, killing two or three hundred people. The remaining hundreds of men and women all surrendered. Feng Tang's chief protector, Evil Eagle Wan Quan, was leading more than ten capable brothers, fleeing towards Dasheng Pass.
I asked nervously, "How many of our brothers did we lose?"
Wang Yang laughed, "Only a few suffered minor injuries. The dead were all soldiers! We were chasing after them, and along the way, a few more of them died. We also lost a few, but they were all soldiers too!" I chuckled inwardly. Zhang Dabiao was really shrewd. He must have sent all the soldiers to their deaths. Anyway, after these soldiers died, we could just send them a banner or a certificate and that would be enough to cover it up. It wouldn't cost me a penny.
When I answered the phone, Lin Zhaozhong was sitting next to me, angrily saying in a low voice, "Didn't you say that Wang Yang was quite skilled, and that Zhang Dabiao was a good-for-nothing? Leading an elite reconnaissance battalion and fifty brothers from Flying Wolf Valley, they still let that scoundrel surnamed Wan escape!" I laughed while holding my cell phone, "We can't blame them, maybe the intelligence was wrong!" Wang Yang had already heard this on the other end and shouted, "That Triangle Eyes must be making things up about us brothers again! Wolf Brother is right, the intelligence was indeed wrong. When Hu Erpi and I led Zhang Dabiao's elite troops into Hongmantang, we arrived just in time for their year-end party. Originally, only..." The Fengtang gambling headquarters, which had a staff of just over a hundred, suddenly had four or five hundred more people, all of whom were Fengtang's elite troops from various regions. Most of them were armed, making our raid quite difficult. Luckily, Zhang Dabiao used those foolish soldiers as cannon fodder, otherwise our brothers would have suffered considerable losses! I laughed and asked, "Where's Erpi? He's not dead, is he?"
Wang Yang laughed and said, "How could he be? Following Brother Wolf's orders, after clearing out Hongmantang, we gathered all the beauties inside. Now Erpi and I are leading our brothers, making the beauties strip naked and get them onto the trucks, ready to be taken back to Feilang Valley for disposal!"
Lin Zhaozhong smirked and asked, "Then who's going to chase Wan Quan?"
Wang Yang laughed, "Of course it's Zhang Dabiao! Without him leading the way, how could those soldiers possibly obey? As for the beauties, we'll at least keep a few of the prettiest ones for him!" I excitedly laughed, "Those beauties won't escape! Even if they do, they'll still come back to us for this kind of business after things calm down. Tell all the brothers to forget about those beauties, gather everyone, and we need to meet up with Song Lao Er, Zheng Xianfa, and the others at 1:30 to launch the final assault according to plan and go to Huang Feier at Huifeng Hall!" Lin Zhaodi said in a sinister voice, "That's different. If those beauties run away now, they can still do prostitution later. They're free to do whatever they want. But if they're caught red-handed now, we can easily charge them with counter-revolutionary crimes, and then we can do whatever we want with them. Nobody will dare to interfere! Also, why use our own brothers to lead the charge when we have plenty of soldiers and police officers? Our National Security Cooperation Association..." "You're only responsible for providing intelligence. Just take twenty or thirty brothers to lead the way and point out all the possible escape routes for Huang Feier. Leave the rest to the public security and the army. As for the other brothers, don't forget my share!" I snapped my fingers and laughed, "You're really good! I already knew Huang Feier's escape route!" I shouted to my boss, "Little Egg, Little Egg, you guys hold the beauties tight on the spot. Don't let them escape. At the same time, notify all the brothers to use the banner of the National Security Cooperation to thoroughly search every place in Nantian. Don't let anyone escape. Arrest as many beauties as you can, and as few as I can. Anyone who resists will be treated as a counter-revolutionary!"
Wang Yang replied, "Yes, sir! Brother Wolf, we're good at this!" I casually called a few brothers and grabbed twenty-five National Security Army knives. We all roared towards Qingfeng International.
Since Qin Deguo and his son went to Linhai, they had been unable to manage affairs in Pingjiang Province and had become increasingly distant from Huang Feier. Huang Feier, being quick-witted and astute, immediately sensed that something big was about to happen. Taking advantage of the Spring Festival, she spared no expense, using money and women to bribe government officials both inside and outside the province, hoping to expand her influence further.
However, just after 11:30 p.m. that night, as she lay down to rest, various branches of Fengtang were attacked one after another. First, Da Hu called out an urgent call, followed by Hong Mantang and various brothels. This large-scale operation completely bewildered Huang Feier. When she asked who the attackers were, the responses from the attacked brothels were wildly varied: some said it was the police, some said it was the military, and others said it was gangsters double-crossing each other.
Huang Feier cursed in frustration, but being astute as she was, she immediately sensed impending doom. Naked, she jumped up, grabbed her mobile phone, and gathered her trusted Twelve Qingfeng Envoys and Rose Yang Yu, preparing to flee to avoid the storm. At that moment, downstairs at Qingfeng International, lights flashed and voices clamored.
The night watchwoman, Yao Su, rushed in in a panic, saying, "Sister Fei, something terrible has happened! We're surrounded by a large number of police and soldiers!"
Huang Fei'er rolled her eyes as she dressed, saying, "Quickly call Yang Yu over!" Downstairs, Xu Xiaolou shouted through the loudspeaker, "Listen up, you thugs of the Bamboo Union Gang's Fengtang! You are surrounded by my valiant police and People's Liberation Army! Disarm immediately! Disarm immediately! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!" Those stationed at the Qingfeng International Building were all Qingfeng Gang's trusted cronies. Knowing their crimes were grave and that surrendering would not end well, a group of them picked up "Upeng" submachine guns and stood guard outside the door, while most of them stood guard in their respective positions, waiting for Huang Fei'er's orders.
The conference hall on the third floor was packed with men and women from the Phoenix Hall. Huang Feier, her pretty face pale, tried to speak calmly, "We'll die whether we surrender or fight, so let's take a gamble. Maybe someone can escape!"
Yang Yu bit her cherry lips and asked, "What should we do, Fei-jie?"
Huang Feier's phoenix eyes darted around, and she said sweetly, "Here's what we'll do. I'll lead the Twelve Azure Phoenix Envoys to guard the building. You all try to buy some time to rush through the secret passage downstairs to the back of the noodle shop across the street. As many as you can escape, don't worry about me!"
Yang Yu said urgently, "But—!"
Huang Feier said with a fierce sense of loyalty, "No buts! Go now! If you manage to escape back to Taiwan, please say hello to my father for me!"
The Bamboo Union members looked at Huang Feier with complicated expressions, and then many hot-blooded young brothers raised their arms, willing to live and die with her.
Huang Feier nodded, leaving behind the forty-odd hot-blooded and capable brothers. She urged the others to escape, deeply moving them.
Shi Chen, however, remained remarkably calm. Years of experience in the underworld had taught him that survival was paramount. He hesitated, his face contorted with sarcasm, and said, "Since Boss Huang insists, we won't stand on ceremony. Actually, Boss Huang is right. These mainland cops are definitely watching you closely. If Boss Huang can hold out for a while, we might be able to escape!
But I don't plan to go through that underground passage; I want to go through the sewers!" This immediately drew sneers from the younger gang members, but Shi Chen ignored them, staring at Huang Feier, waiting for her to make her decision.
Huang Feier said coldly, "When disaster strikes, everyone flies away. I'll only do my best to cover your escape, but whether you can escape is up to fate. Where you escape from is your own choice. You don't need to ask me for instructions now. If necessary, you can surrender, but let me make this clear: whether the so-called party will let you go after you surrender is another matter!" The
male gang members thought for a moment and were willing to follow Shi Dun. In their opinion, going through the sewers might be safer. A few of the flamboyant female gang members hesitated for a moment, feeling that in an emergency, going with a large group of men might be safer. They didn't care how dirty and smelly the sewers were and echoed her.
Outside, Xu Xiaolou said, "I'll give you five minutes. I'll give you five minutes to surrender immediately! Surrender immediately!"
Several die-hard Fengtang brothers guarding the window raised their guns in the darkness, aimed at the two exposed policemen, and fired. Gunshots and screams mingled, and the two inexperienced and foolish policemen immediately died.
Xiao Jianguo, also outside the building, saw this and his face darkened. He roared, "No need to shout anymore, launch the general offensive immediately!"
Zheng Xianfa laughed, "Chairman Chai said long ago that the Bamboo Union is a ruthless gang and suggested we launch a surprise attack, but you wouldn't listen. Now you believe it, right? Messenger! Sound the charge! All-out attack!" The loud bugle call echoed in the early morning night sky. A regiment of field troops, along with the Pingjiang Public Security Brigade, began their general offensive. The area outside the building was completely blocked by water.
Huang Feier, with her extensive fighting experience, calmly deployed her men, using the advantageous terrain to retaliate. They swept away the inexperienced public security officers and soldiers, leaving them lying in pools of blood in rows.
Zheng Xianfa, holding a megaphone, shouted, "At all costs, we must annihilate these ruthless bandits! Comrades, charge!"
Xiao Jianguo, also holding a megaphone, shouted, "Heroic police officers, the time has come for the Party and the people to test you! We represent justice, we represent the fearless Chinese people! The so-called reactionaries are all paper tigers! If we are tough, they will back down! Charge!"
I stood behind Zheng Xianfa with my arms crossed, and sneered, "According to the terrain of Qingfeng International revealed by Da Hu's women, Gao Yan and Ge Lu, these dead rats might escape through the underground passage. Qingfeng International now has a proper underground passage leading directly to the back of two streets. There are three exits: one is a parking lot, one is an underground warehouse, and the other is the basement of a residential building." "I've already had my brothers scout out these three routes. Now I'll have them take your men there. Also, have my brothers keep a close eye on the surrounding streets and alleys to prevent them from having other escape routes!"
Zheng Xianfa chuckled wickedly. "If it were me, I certainly wouldn't have left only one escape route. I would have already ordered scouts to conduct a carpet search within a five-kilometer radius. The whole city is now our eyes and ears; I guarantee not a single one will escape!"
I laughed, "That's for the best. As for what I was talking about—"
Zheng Xianfa laughed, "Besides the ringleader Huang Feier and the serious offender Yang Yu, we have no use for the other bitches. You can take them; it'll make everyone happy in the future! Don't forget to pick out a couple of good ones for me!"
I grinned slyly, "Of course!"
I can do without Yang Yu, but Huang Feier cannot escape my grasp. Besides her alluring body, I also need her to cultivate connections overseas and expand my power. But I won't reveal this to Zheng Xianfa and the others. Now, under the cover of darkness, Huang Feier, cunning as a fox, will likely escape through—!
Hehe!
The field army attacking the building had actually set up a row of mortars outside, recklessly bombarding the building. The falling shells were like thunderclaps, shaking the entire building to the point of collapse.
The field army's snipers also chose firing points near the building, constantly shooting at the thugs peeking out. Although the Fengtang brothers were brave, they couldn't withstand the onslaught.
Charging under heavy artillery fire is a tradition of the CCP's army, somewhat like risking one's life to eat pufferfish. Some of the foolish soldiers at the forefront were simply killed by friendly fire, but many more managed to successfully rush into the building amidst the smoke and fire, mowing down the ruthless bandits who were pinned down by the artillery fire.
The Fengtang brothers inside the building were no pushovers either; they also carried submachine guns from their bunkers, leaving the exposed military and police lying dead on the ground.
However, the waves of military and police attacks were relentless, like the Yangtze River flowing continuously. Under the continuous assault, some of the Fengtang brothers couldn't take it anymore and screamed, "Stop! I surrender!" Both sides were locked in a fierce battle, and the gang member who had called for surrender was riddled with bullets as soon as he lowered his gun, howling as he collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, the remaining gang members knew that surrender was impossible, so they gritted their teeth and fought desperately.
The military and police forced to rush in also knew the bitterness of the situation. With each step forward, they left behind several bloodied corpses of their comrades. The screams and struggles of their familiar comrades after being shot chilled the hearts of these military and police officers. They cautiously probed into the depths of the building like ants, guns in hand. The two sides were locked in a terrifying tug-of-war, but the number of military and police officers far exceeded that of the Fengtang brothers who could fight. As one group died, another group clung to them, and gradually the Fengtang gained the upper hand in the stalemate.
Huang Fei did not panic. Wearing a black tight-fitting leather jacket, he deployed his loyal gang members at key points on each staircase to increase the number of casualties among the military and police. He led his most capable "Twelve Envoys of Qingfeng," also wearing black tight-fitting leather jackets, fighting and retreating step by step towards the top of the building. Judging from his posture, he was determined to attract the military and police so that the other gang members could escape.
The Twelve Envoys of Qingfeng were all elites from various sects across the continent who had come to join them. In the era of cold weapons, these thirteen tigresses could easily break through the encirclement of government troops and escape.
However, in the age of firearms, it was different. If they dared to rush out, they would become targets for thousands of automatic rifles. The Twelve Envoys of Qingfeng remained silent, closely following Huang Feier to the top floor.
On the eighteenth-floor rooftop, the sky was overcast and dark, with no moon or stars in sight. Qingfeng International was the tallest building in the vicinity. In the late 1980s, tall buildings were rare in Nantian City; most buildings were five or six stories high. Huang Feier had considered escape routes when choosing the location.
After reaching the rooftop, the thirteen tigresses immediately dragged out boxes from the attic, skillfully installing the latches. In the blink of an eye, thirteen gliding devices with a wingspan of three meters were assembled. The female warriors didn't waste any time either, helping each other put on their lightweight and warm flight gear, put away their weapons, and prepared to escape from the air.
As the angel Li Fenghua helped Huang Feier fasten the buckle on her back, she secretly attached a small metal object to the belt at her lower back.
Huang Feier remained calm and said in a low, sweet voice, "Don't be nervous. Just like in training, fly out in pairs. The wind is from the northwest, so adjust your wingspan. The general direction will be southeast. The majestic Zhonghua Gate is the most obvious landmark. We'll meet up on the wide city wall of Zhonghua Gate, and then try to escape to Hong Kong."
The twelve Azure Phoenix Envoys nodded in unison, and indeed, they flew out from the rooftop in pairs. They used gliding equipment, employing the most advanced technology, and their surfaces were coated with non-reflective black paint, escaping silently from the rooftop.
The attacking forces on the ground had no way of noticing the silent escape of the battlefield Phoenix Youzi, dressed in black and equipped with black gear, fighting fiercely with the Phoenix brothers inside the building in the dark sky.
Suddenly, an inconspicuous electronic communication device on my waist beeped. My expression changed, and I looked up at the sky. I quickly made up an excuse, told Zheng Xianfa, and led my trusted men, disappearing silently into the darkness.
Huang Feier left alone. She didn't choose to be at the very front or the very back. After flying for a while, the fierce winter wind scattered the fleeing phoenixes in the sky. Even when flying together, the thirteen of them couldn't see all their companions.
Yang Yu led three or four hundred gang members, hurriedly escaping through the underground tunnel. This underground tunnel had three exits. When this thorny rose reached the fork in the road, she immediately divided the group into three groups to increase their chances of escape. In the darkness, she found an excuse to stay at the very back of the group and then hid in a place.
Yang Yu's prediction was correct. All three exits were guarded by military police. Upon seeing anyone running out, they immediately opened fire, and grenades rained down, causing carnage and screams of agony among the men and women of Fengtang.
A shout came from the tunnel entrance: "Those who want to live, surrender your weapons immediately, put your hands behind your heads, and come out one by one!" The gang members who had fled with Yang Yu were mostly afraid of death. Upon hearing this, some immediately shouted, "Don't shoot!
We surrender!" Sure enough, they dropped their weapons and came out one by one, becoming prisoners.
Another shout came from the tunnel entrance: "Is there anyone else? If not, we'll seal the exits with cement!"
Hearing this, Yang Yu's heart trembled. If the exits were sealed, she would suffocate. Gritting her teeth, she silently crept towards the exit.
The exit was brightly lit, and soldiers in uniform were loading gang members, handcuffed like skewers, onto large trucks. Strangely, a group of over thirty people were ordered to kneel to one side, foreheads to the ground, buttocks raised.
Yang Yu carefully examined the kneeling group and realized they were all women. Judging from their figures, each had a slender waist and full hips, all incredibly attractive. With her extensive combat experience, she seized an opportunity and rolled into the group of beauties amidst the chaos. A pistol tucked into her waistband, she mimicked their posture, kneeling with her hands behind her back, forehead to the ground, in the shadow of a small sun lamp.
After the soldiers loaded the living prisoners onto the trucks, they killed all the wounded gang members. A line of coroners stepped forward with a auger, placed it against the temple of a corpse, and twisted it, instantly extracting the brain matter to prevent anyone from faking death.
The corpse, its temple pierced by a grappling hook, was tossed onto another truck by soldiers. Two military cement trucks arrived in the headlights, dumping loads of cement at the tunnel entrance. Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Several soldiers approached Yang Yu, the beautiful woman, and shouted, "Get on the truck one after another, behave yourselves, no tricks allowed, or you'll be killed on sight!"
Yang Yu's eyes caught soldiers dragging high-pressure water hoses, washing away the brain matter and bloodstains on the ground. Seeing the soldiers gradually lowering their guns and becoming wary, she immediately acted. She leaped precisely behind a pre-selected military motorboat, drew a knife from her boot, and slashed, instantly killing the three soldiers on the motorboat.
With a "clang," Yang Yu kicked aside the last soldier who had been slaughtered, turned the handlebars, and the motorboat roared into the gaps in the crowd, attempting to break through.
The soldiers shouted and yelled, but hesitated to fire for fear of accidentally hitting their own comrades. Just as Yang Yu was about to break through the encirclement, a sharp, clear shot from a submachine gun rang out. Seven or eight transparent holes appeared in Yang Yu's back, blood gushing out. Yang
Yu screamed and fell from the vehicle, his body rolling several times before stopping, his beautiful eyes wide open.
Several soldiers also screamed at the same time. Firing at close range in such a dense crowd had indeed resulted in hitting the secondary vehicle by mistake. Yang Yu was killed, but several soldiers had also lost their lives.
The Flying Wolf Valley brothers who fired the shots nonchalantly lowered their guns and shrugged at the foolish soldiers.
The soldiers and police, enraged at the sight of anyone attempting to escape, dragged the group of kneeling beauties up, handcuffed them around the military truck, and began to whip them mercilessly with belts. The beauties' clothes were torn, their backs stained with blood, and they screamed and howled in agony until a battalion commander arrived and stopped the whipping.
The beauties, no longer daring to disobey, were forced into dog cages on the truck, kneeling one after another, panting heavily.
Shi Dun and Shi Chen were even more unfortunate. The sewers of Nantian City were unsuitable for escape; the only section they could crawl through was from Qingfeng International to the main street. Beyond that, most of the area was filled with foul-smelling mud, the stench pungent in the darkness. When they finally managed to climb out through the manhole cover, they were immediately discovered by the searching soldiers and police.
Without hesitation, the soldiers and police opened fire on the rats, killing several filthy gangsters. They then retrieved flamethrowers, opened the manhole covers on the main street (large enough for a person to climb over), and sprayed water flamethrowers into each one. The manholes, filled with methane gas, quickly ignited uncontrollably, with explosions heard in some areas.
A cacophony of wails erupted beneath the street; most of the gangsters following Shi Chen perished in this filthy underground.
Huang Feier summoned the Twelve Qingfeng Envoys to meet her at the Zhonghua Gate tower, but upon reaching the tower, she didn't stop, her body twisting in mid-air as she continued flying southeast.
I, riding an off-road motorcycle, followed the signal from my waist tracker, also speeding southeast. Huang Feier flew in a straight line, while I zigzagged and twisted below, a truly arduous journey. Luckily, I'm a local from Nantian, otherwise I would have lost her long ago.
None of the twelve Qingfeng envoys were fools. Without prior arrangement, they all flew over the Zhonghua Gate tower and glided across the open field, thinking as far as they could fly and let the others attract attention.
However, there were exceptions. When Li Fenghua, the Enchanting Heron among the Twelve Envoys, flew to the Zhonghua Gate tower, she landed on her glider. Immediately, several brothers from Flying Wolf Valley surrounded her. The leader, Li Quan, called out in a low voice, "The bright moonlight shines before the window!"
Li Fenghua giggled and pulled down her black flight mask, saying in a seductive voice, "Two bras have fallen off!" Li Quan then called out, "I raise my head to gaze at the bright moon!"
Li Fenghua could already see Li Quan's smirking face in the darkness and chuckled, "You little bastard, Li Quan, you've slept with me more than a dozen times, don't you know who I am?" Li Quan laughed, "I just wanted to hear you say that slang, it's extremely exciting, come with me!" Li Fenghua laughed, "Help me take off my equipment first, otherwise how can we leave? Who does Brother Wolf want to capture the other Azure Phoenix Envoys?"
Li Quan laughed, "The National Security Bureau's twenty-five Red-Carded Knives, Huang Feier, Brother Wolf personally went to capture them, none of them will escape!"

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