[Urban] Tengu (all)-13-15

Chapter 1 of Episode 2

: Shopping Trip

When I woke up the next morning, it was already past nine o'clock. I'd been at it with Yang Jing for over four hours straight last night, and I fell asleep as soon as I lay down on the bed. I slept so soundly; I was really exhausted.

When I went downstairs, Yang Jing and Yang Ling were already at the table having breakfast. The clothes on the sofa were gone, as were the traces of our lovemaking. Everything had been cleaned up long ago; Yang Jing must have gotten up early to do it. Yang Jing and I exchanged a glance and smiled at each other, our unspoken understanding flowing.

Today, Yang Jing's face was rosy, her skin glowing, giving her a radiant beauty. She was more alluring and womanly than before. Nourished by my love, her flower seemed to absorb my essence, receiving my nectar with exceptional nourishment—truly different!

I looked at Yang Jing with a wicked smile, a lewd grin spreading across my face. Yang Jing, perhaps realizing something, blushed inexplicably and quickly lowered her head to eat her breakfast, not daring to look at me again. Little did she know, Yang Ling had seen it.

"Mom, why are you blushing?" Yang Ling asked curiously.

"Ah! Really? No, nothing!" Yang Jing said awkwardly, unconsciously touching her face, which turned even redder.

"I think you're acting a little strange today. Is there something you and your older brother are hiding from me?" Yang Ling looked at Yang Jing, then at me, and asked in a coquettish voice.

"No! Why would you say that?" Yang Jing almost choked upon hearing this, thinking that the truth had come out and Yang Ling knew about what happened between us last night.

"Oh dear! I was moaning too loudly last night. Could Ling'er have heard me? It's been so many years since I've made love. Last night was so comfortable and so good. My husband's thing is so big..." Yang Jing's mind wandered. Thinking about the scene from last night and my huge penis, she couldn't help but feel a lot of lustful fluid flowing down her body, and she wanted to do it again.

"Mom, what's wrong? Your face is even redder than before. Are you feeling unwell? Did you hear me?" Yang Ling asked anxiously, noticing Yang Jing's silence and the increasingly flushed cheeks.

"Oh! No, nothing, I almost choked on my food just now." Yang Jing quickly pulled herself together, suppressing her wild thoughts and regaining her composure. "

Mom looks much prettier than before today, your complexion is redder, and you're smiling more." Yang Ling tilted her head, looking Yang Jing up and down, before saying this.

"What... what's wrong with me? Really? I'm so old, how could I be pretty? Are you even making fun of me?" Yang Jing felt guilty under Yang Ling's gaze, her hand unconsciously touching her face, a blush spreading across her delicate cheeks.

I didn't expect that the usually capable and fluent Yang Jing would suddenly become unable to speak clearly in front of Yang Ling today. Haha! The magic of love can indeed change a woman. It seems that if I don't help her soon, Yang Jing will soon give herself away.

"I know why your mom looks so beautiful today," I said to Yang Ling with a smile.

"Oh! Big brother, how did you know?" Yang Ling asked, tilting her head.

"Because your mom took leave from work to take you on a trip," I said with a smile.

"Is it true?" Yang Ling asked in surprise.

"Just ask your mom!" I said, pointing to Yang Jing.

Yang Ling turned to look at Yang Jing, her face full of anticipation.

Yang Jing glanced at me quickly, her eyes filled with tenderness, yet also containing a hint of desire. Then she smiled at Yang Ling and nodded gently.

"Ah! Long live Mom! Long live Mom!" Yang Ling jumped up excitedly, giving Yang Jing a big kiss on the cheek. Then she ran over and hugged my head, giving me a big kiss. After that, she jumped and shouted around the room.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I leaned forward and whispered with a smile, "Wife, you look so beautiful today! Were you thinking about something just now?"

"You little rascal, you dare to talk nonsense here? Aren't you afraid Ling'er will hear?" Yang Jing said coquettishly, reaching under the table to pinch my thigh hard.

"Ah! Are you trying to murder your husband?" I exclaimed, thinking that if she pinched me so hard, I'd make her beg for mercy tonight.

"Big brother, why don't you come on a trip with us too!" Yang Ling suddenly jumped over, seeing my pained expression, and asked with concern, "Big brother, what's wrong?"

"It's because your mom pinched me!" I thought to myself, but on my face, I put on a friendly smile and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I accidentally bit my tongue while eating."

I glanced sideways and saw Yang Jing secretly smiling, her eyes sparkling, her smile charming, clearly like a shy eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl.

"Are you going or not? Big brother, will you come with us? You're not going back to work so soon anyway! It would be so nice for the whole family to go out and have fun together!" Yang Ling hugged my arm and shook it vigorously, her newly developed breasts pressed tightly against my arm, and I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my heart.

"Hehe! My little Ling'er, I really want to go too, but I have something to do, so I won't go with you. I'll go with you when I have time." I quickly declined. I didn't want to go with them. Just imagine, being surrounded by two beautiful women all day but not being able to have sex with them—that feeling was incredibly unpleasant.

"Ugh! What a pity! We won't see big brother for many more days." Yang Ling pouted.

"Alright, Ling'er, big brother has his own things to do. How can he spend every day with us?" Yang Jing advised from the side.

"How about this! Sister Jing, Ling'er, I'll go shopping with you today, okay?" I suggested.

"Alright, Ling'er, let's go shopping together! We can buy you some things while we're at it," Yang Jing nodded.

"Great! Shopping is great! I haven't gone shopping with Mom in ages, and with Big Brother too!" Yang Ling perked up again.

Chunxi Road is the most bustling street in Jiacheng City, shaped like a cross, about three kilometers long in each direction. It's surrounded by Jiacheng City's largest department store, as well as numerous restaurants and entertainment venues. Chunxi Road also has many unique snack shops and small general stores, so every day, hundreds of thousands of people come and go. Whether white-collar or blue-collar, everyone can find something they like here.

The three of us first went to the largest department store on Chunxi Road—Haitian Department Store. Haitian Department Store is huge! It has seven floors, each about four or five acres in size, and it sells different goods. Yang Ling insisted on going to the third floor to look at girls' clothing, and pulled me and Yang Jing's hands to go with her.

Shopping with girls is the hardest and most tiring job for a man. Fortunately, I've accompanied Feifei shopping many times before and have plenty of experience. When shopping with women, the most repeated action is nodding, and the two words said most often are "looks good." But sometimes it doesn't work.

"Mommy, is this pretty?"

"Big brother, do I look good in this?"

"Ah! This dress is so pretty!"

"These shoes are so beautiful!" Yang Ling flitted around like a butterfly, going from store to store, sometimes picking up this dress to try it on, sometimes picking up that dress to try it on, smiling brightly as she asked for our opinions. Yang Jing and I could only smile and say, "Looks good, looks good."

"Of course it looks good. My Ling'er is beautiful, she looks good in anything," Yang Jing said with a sweet smile.

After looking at almost the entire floor, Yang Ling finally bought a black and white dress, a sky-blue t-shirt, and a pair of sandals.

The fourth floor was a women's clothing section, specializing in high-end clothes for mature women, featuring many world-renowned brands. Most people wouldn't dare go up there to buy, but given Yang Jing's financial situation, she could afford eight or ten items from established brands, so we went up to the fourth floor.

We didn't browse for long before Yang Jing found a short cheongsam dress in a shop specializing in qipaos. It was lake-green with jasmine flowers printed on it, very beautiful. Yang Jing looked at it again and again, touching it repeatedly. The saleswoman encouraged her to try it on. Yang Jing looked at me questioningly, and I nodded before she agreed to go into the fitting room.

When Yang Jing came out wearing the cheongsam, everyone around stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, unable to believe that the woman before them was the same woman they had just seen.

This cheongsam seemed to be designed specifically for Yang Jing. The material, color, and cut perfectly complemented her skin tone and figure, highlighting her fair complexion, high breasts, flat stomach, slender waist, and long legs. It possessed an irresistible charm, fully showcasing Yang Jing's mature elegance.

"So beautiful!" Yang Ling murmured, gently stroking the cheongsam with her delicate hands.

"Xiao Qiang, is it pretty?" Yang Jing asked me shyly, noticing the envious glances from those around her.

"Beautiful! So perfect! Absolutely stunning!" I exclaimed.

"Really? Is it that exaggerated?" Yang Jing blushed at my praise and asked shyly. She looked down at the cheongsam, occasionally tugging at it, and twirled in front of the mirror, radiant. I could tell Yang Jing also loved the cheongsam.

"Miss, how much is it?" Yang Jing asked.

"This cheongsam is the first design we created this year at Dianxiang Clothing. There's only one available, so the style is unique and won't be repeated by anyone else." The saleswoman was very professional and knew how to keep the price in suspense, introducing the dress before revealing the price. It seemed she had been in the business for quite some time.

"And the price?" Yang Jing asked again.

"Our original price was 10,000 yuan, but we're currently having a promotion with a discount. This cheongsam is 10% off, so it's only 9,000 yuan." The saleswoman replied politely.

"Ah! That's so expensive!" Even though Yang Jing was somewhat prepared, she still didn't expect such a high price.

Yang Jing's monthly salary was quite high, over 10,000 yuan, and most people couldn't afford that price, but she still felt it was expensive and hesitated a little.

"Although this cheongsam is a bit pricey, it's made from pure natural silk and pure cotton, handcrafted, wrinkle-resistant, and dust-resistant. It's definitely worth the money." The saleswoman explained patiently.

Seeing that Yang Jing really liked the cheongsam, I immediately pulled out my wallet from my back pocket, took out my credit card, and handed it to the saleswoman, saying, "Miss, I'll buy it. Please wrap it up!" "

My God!" The surrounding crowd gasped, all looking at the exceptionally charming Yang Jing with envy and jealousy, their eyes burning with a desire to devour her.

Everyone thought to themselves that heaven was so unfair; it gave her a beautiful face, a noble air, and such a handsome, dashing, and refined young man who was so considerate and doting on her, and who seemed to have a lot of money. At the same time, many women immediately threw me flirtatious glances, sending waves of intense electric shocks through me.

I only had 15,000 yuan in my account—that was my scholarship money from four years of university and the money I earned tutoring over those four years! I'm usually frugal and my clothes are very ordinary, usually costing around a hundred yuan. But I don't feel any heartache when I spend money on Yang Jing, because she's my woman now. As long as she's my woman, I'll give her everything, make her happy, and bring her joy.

"Xiao Qiang, I think we should stop, it's too expensive," Yang Jing said, reaching out to stop me. She knew my situation well, knew that it was all my hard-earned money, and that my family wasn't wealthy.

"It's okay, as long as Sister Jing likes it," I said firmly, gently patting Yang Jing's delicate hand.

Yang Jing looked at me tenderly, her eyes filled with boundless affection, her face showing the joy and happiness of a young woman. I was deeply moved.

"This little rascal still has some conscience. It's worth being with him; he's so good to me!" Yang Jing thought sweetly.

The saleswoman happily swiped my card, overjoyed. It was a lucky day, the very first day of business! The cheongsam had been there for a while; many customers had seen it and inquired about it, but it had always been too expensive. She was thrilled that this young man had bought it.

She would receive a 900 yuan commission, and she was delighted. She quickly swiped the card and carefully wrapped the cheongsam in a pretty paper bag. As we left, she bowed respectfully and said, "Take care, gentlemen, and welcome back again."

I hadn't intended to buy anything, but Yang Jing and Yang Ling insisted on taking me to the fifth-floor men's boutique. I looked carefully, but nothing caught my eye.

Yang Jing insisted on buying something for me, so she said to Yang Ling, "Ling'er, big brother isn't buying anything himself, how about we help him choose?"

Yang Ling tilted her head and said, "Sure! But what should we buy?"

Yang Ling and Yang Jing ignored my advice and started discussing it amongst themselves.

"Yes! Ling'er, what do you think we should buy?" Yang Jing asked with a smile.

"Hmm! Let me think... how about we buy him a dozen pairs of underwear?" Yang Ling pondered for a moment, then excitedly shouted.

When I saw Yang Ling's sly look, I knew it couldn't be anything good. Sure enough, Yang Ling's shocking words almost made me vomit blood. Luckily, I don't have a heart condition, or I would have been scared to death.

Yang Jing was shocked that Yang Ling would say such a thing so loudly. In a flash, she rushed to Yang Ling's side like a lion hunting a rabbit, covering Yang Ling's mouth with her hand with astonishing speed. Then, blushing, she looked around and smiled apologetically at the people staring at us in surprise.

Yang Jing thought to herself, "This is so embarrassing! Being watched by so many people in public, and having them point at us and giggle like idiots... I've never been so humiliated in my life. I just want to find a hole to crawl into."

Yang Jing let go of my hand, and Yang Ling playfully stuck out her tongue. Seeing the commotion her words had caused, she smiled sheepishly.

Finally, Yang Jing helped me pick out a black Italian brand t-shirt with white vertical stripes; it really showed off my muscular physique.

Yang Ling also bought me a dozen Silver Bullet brand underwear—pure cotton, breathable, and with an excellent feel; the best underwear I'd ever seen.

"That little devil!" I thought with a wry smile.

When we came out of the department store with our bags, it was already noon, lunchtime. I asked Yang Jing, "Sister Jing, what are we having for lunch?"

Yang Jing said, "Let's go eat…"

"I want to go to KFC!" Before Yang Jing could finish, Yang Ling interrupted, announcing loudly as if it were an imperial decree, not allowing any dissent.

There was nothing we could do; Yang Ling was a child, a treasure, and we adults couldn't argue with her. We had to listen to her, so we headed to the nearest KFC. When we entered the KFC, we found it was packed with people, even the second floor was overflowing with customers. Business was booming. We finally managed to find a table to sit down after a group of customers finished eating.

Sometimes I really don't understand why kids these days love foreign fast food so much—McDonald's, KFC, Pizza Hut, and so on! These fast foods are incredibly cheap in their home countries, equivalent to a five-yuan snack in China. But once they come to our country, they become high-end dining, attracting everyone, especially children and young people.

These foreign fast foods are neither nutritious nor healthy, and they easily lead to obesity. They can't compare to the rich nutrition, delicious flavors, and appealing presentation of Chinese cuisine. Yet, our children seem to prefer them.

Of course, it's undeniable that these foreign fast food restaurants have many advantages, such as a pleasant environment, cleanliness, comfort, and convenience—all fatal flaws of Chinese fast food restaurants. Many foreign fast food restaurants also have a separate play area for children, which attracts both kids and young parents.

After we sat down, we ordered two family sets and a few ice creams. Yang Ling, that little devil, immediately started eating with gusto, thoroughly enjoying herself. I could still eat the fried chicken legs and nuggets with relish, but I didn't like hamburgers; I could barely manage to fill up. As for Yang Jing, one hamburger and a box of fries were enough for her. Women, you know, have big bellies; a little bit of food is enough to fill them up.

Chapter Two: Robbery on the Street

After the three of us finished eating, I carried five or six bags and walked beside Yang Jing, following them as they wandered aimlessly through the streets, from the south end of Chunxi Road to the north end, planning to go home at the intersection. To be honest, my legs were tired after walking around all morning.

"Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang." Suddenly, I thought I heard someone calling me, so I turned my head and looked around, but I didn't see anyone I recognized.

Yang Jing suddenly pinched my arm lightly, leaned close to my ear, and chuckled, "You little rascal, what are you pretending for? Is it one of your little lovers? Afraid I'll see?"

"No way, I really didn't see anyone I recognize!" Good heavens! I was so wronged! Women are naturally jealous, but I never imagined Yang Jing would get jealous like this on the street.

"Look! It's that pretty girl over there! Don't pretend you don't know her! But don't worry, I won't be jealous. I don't care how many women you have, as long as you truly love me and have me in your heart, I'm satisfied, husband!" Yang Jing moved her mouth to the side, whispered, and sweetly called my name.

Yang Jing's breath was fragrant, a captivating scent wafting into my ear, then seeping into my heart, finally settling in my lower abdomen, slowly transforming into a primal desire rising from there.

I glanced sideways at Yang Jing. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she wore a captivating smile that held a special allure. If we weren't on the street, and if my hands weren't full of bags, I definitely would have grabbed her and given her a good pounding.

"Brother Qiang, it's me! Don't you recognize me already?" A girl in a t-shirt and jeans walked over from the opposite side and stood in front of me, speaking in a cheerful voice.

I looked this pretty girl up and down. Judging from her attire, she was probably a college student. Her straight, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her oval face was adorned with willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and cherry lips—quite delicate.

A small red t-shirt covered her breasts, which, while the smallest I knew among women, were still perky. Because she was petite, the proportions were perfect for her figure, making her quite pleasing to the eye.

She wore tight blue jeans that hugged her long, shapely legs, making her buttocks appear taut. Her buttocks, like her breasts, weren't large, but they were perky and firm, exuding elasticity—in short, "small and perky."

I racked my brains, trying to remember where I'd seen this girl before, but I couldn't quite place her. I shook my head and said softly, "Sorry, beautiful, I feel a vague recollection, but I can't quite place her."

"Waaah! Brother Qiang, I'm Xiaohong! From the Chiayi University Taekwondo Association! I was greeting people at the martial arts hall during the last meeting!" Xiaohong stared at me, and seeing that I still couldn't remember, a look of disappointment crossed her face as she tried to recall anything.

"Oh! I remember now, you're the girl who said Daxiong was her bodyguard, hehe..." I patted my head, finally remembering—it was that cute girl. Looking at her, I couldn't help but recall that day. We exchanged a knowing smile.

"Yeah! Yeah! Hehe! Brother Qiang, why are you bringing that up again?" Xiaohong was both happy and shy when she saw that I had finally remembered, and said excitedly.

"Sorry, sorry, what's wrong? You came shopping alone? Why aren't you home yet?" I said with a smile, thinking what an innocent and lovely girl.

"No! I came with my boyfriend. This is my boyfriend, Fang Ming, from Jiaxing Normal University. Xiaoming, this is the honorary president of our Jiaxing University Taekwondo Association, and also the number one master. We all call him Brother Qiang." Xiaohong pulled over a boy next to her and introduced him shyly.

"Brother Qiang, hello." Fang Ming extended his hand in a friendly manner.

Seeing Fang Ming's gaze, I couldn't help but think, "Why is his gaze so fierce? We don't seem to know each other before! Hmm! He must be very unhappy about Xiao Hong's friendly attitude towards me, but he's acting so friendly. He's really something else, so hypocritical."

Fang Ming was a tall, big boy wearing a black tracksuit. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he was quite good-looking. He wasn't as handsome as me, nor did he have as much charm. I couldn't help but look him up and down. As soon

as Fang Ming noticed me observing him, the fierce look in his eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by a smiling gaze. I didn't say anything or point it out, and instead, I pretended to be very enthusiastic and shook his hand.

"Xiao Qiang, you two chat for a bit. Ling'er and I will go take a look over there." Yang Jing greeted me and then took Yang Ling's hand and walked forward.

"Brother Qiang, who is she? She's so pretty and has such a feminine charm!" Xiao Hong asked, watching Yang Jing leave.

"She's the parent of one of my tutors. I'm here with her and her daughter..." Before I could finish speaking, I heard a scream.

"Ah! Robbery!" Yang Jing suddenly screamed.

I quickly turned around and saw a man with dyed blond hair running forward at top speed, clutching Yang Jing's off-white handbag. Yang Jing cried out in alarm and chased after him on her high-heeled feet.

Seeing this, I cursed inwardly, "Damn it, they actually dared to rob me!"

Without thinking, I threw my bags on the ground and took off after him. With my skills, catching up with him would be a matter of two minutes. "Kid, once I catch you, I'll teach you a lesson!" I thought fiercely.

But I had only taken a few steps when two people suddenly rushed out from both sides of the street and blocked my way. "Bang, bang!" The two men were knocked to the ground by my momentum, and I was forced to stop because of the obstruction.

"Hey! You little brat, you hit someone and you're still running?" The two men on the ground got up and grabbed my arms, saying fiercely.

"Ouch! I've hurt my back, kid, what are you going to do about it?" the other man shouted.

I could tell at a glance that these two were in cahoots with the robber, but I didn't have time to deal with them now. I pulled the man on my right with my right hand, lifted my right leg, bent my knee, and slammed it

into his chest. "Ah!" the man yelled, naturally letting go of my right hand and falling to the ground clutching his chest and screaming. Before the man on my left could react, I kicked him hard in the knee with my left foot, sending him staggering backward. Then, I swung my left arm and slammed him to the ground, yelling, "Xiaohong, these two are yours."

But even a minute's delay here was enough for the robber to almost reach the north end of the road. I used all my strength, my body flying forward at lightning speed. You see, I'm the annual sprint champion at the school sports meet, and no one has ever broken my record. Just as I was about to catch up with the robber, a red motorcycle suddenly darted out from the street. The robber jumped onto the back seat, turned around and made a contemptuous gesture at me, blew a loud whistle, and the motorcycle roared away, puffing out black smoke.

"Damn it, so arrogant!" I spat on the ground and cursed, waving my hand in frustration.

How was I going to explain to Yang Jing that the robber had gotten away? It was all those two bastards' fault for rushing out and ruining my plans. I was furious just thinking about those two thugs. I never thought that even thugs these days had pre-arranged plans for robberies, their teamwork was so seamless and perfect.

I told Yang Jing, frustrated, that I hadn't caught up. Yang Jing said there wasn't anything important in the bag, just some documents and her phone in her wallet. She also said she had borrowed Fang Ming's phone to call the police, and they would be there soon. I was slightly relieved.

Xiao Hong and Yang Ling were currently each fighting one thug. With their current skills, although they couldn't defeat the thugs, they could protect themselves.

Seeing that they were handling it, I was happy to stand by and give them pointers. This was a golden opportunity! Sparring best reveals a person's true skill. Their strengths and weaknesses were immediately apparent. With my guidance, I believed they would quickly grasp the knack and reach another level. Otherwise, where would they find such good practical training?

"Xiao Hong, reverse roundhouse kick, side kick. Ling'er, side split kick, hook punch to straight elbow. Front kick, front kick, side kick, sliding hook kick, punch, straight punch, straight punch..." I shouted from the side, constantly instructing them.

Xiaohong and Yangling understood perfectly. At first, they were a little slow to react, but they got increasingly excited as the fight

progressed. I had barely finished speaking when they reacted, displaying their Taekwondo skills to the fullest and fighting with great enthusiasm. The two thugs, however, fared much worse. They were screaming and yelling, constantly taking punches and kicks from Xiaohong and Yangling, leaving them bruised and battered. The surrounding crowd had never seen such a spectacular fight before, especially two young girls taking on two rather muscular men. They cheered and clapped, applauding Xiaohong and Yangling, declaring it incredibly satisfying. They were truly like rats in the street, hated by everyone!

Yang Jing nestled beside me in the crowd of onlookers. At first, she held my hand tightly, whispering nervously in my ear, "Honey, will Ling'er be alright? Is Ling'er so young? Can she beat that guy?"

But later, when Yang Jing saw Yang Ling, under my guidance, display her prowess, beating the thug to a pulp, leaving him bruised and battered, she became excited like a little girl, her eyes sparkling as if she were the one fighting him. She waved her fists and feet, whispering in my ear, "Honey, look, Ling'er is so amazing! You taught me all this, I love you!" Then, when no one was looking, she quickly kissed me on the cheek.

"So sweet! Having a wife is wonderful!" I turned to look at Yang Jing silently. All our affection was expressed in our eyes. I gently reached out and wrapped my right arm around her slender waist. Her waist was perfectly toned, feeling wonderful to the touch. I also touched her firm, round buttocks, savoring the feel of them. I was completely captivated.

"Could Ling'er have a talent for martial arts? But I've never practiced martial arts! Could she have inherited her grandfather's talent?" Yang Jing watched Yang Ling move with ease on the field, her thoughts drifting far away, pondering many things.

"Make way! Make way!" Suddenly, the crowd parted, and two police officers in uniform rushed in, a man and a woman. The woman shouted, "Stop! Stop!"

Xiao Hong and Yang Ling, seeing the officers arrive, gave the two thugs one last kick before stopping and standing aside, smiling as they watched their disheveled state. Their faces were full of excitement and joy, like spring flowers in full bloom, as if one could see the blossoming flowers. The two thugs, now bruised and swollen, blood trickling from their mouths, were crouching on the ground, clutching their mouths and groaning in pain.

"What, it's you again? Tang Quan, Zhou Peng, what are you causing trouble for this time?" the woman snapped fiercely. It seemed these two thugs were frequent troublemakers in this area, becoming regulars at the police station.

Hearing the familiar voice, the two thugs looked up, their faces filled with panic. They hadn't expected their nemesis to arrive. A chill ran down their spines, and they trembled, speechless.

The male officer waved to the crowd and shouted, "Alright, alright, everyone disperse! It's alright, it's alright, please stop watching."

I stepped forward and said, "Hello, my name is Huang Qiang. Someone stole my sister's purse. When I chased after them, these two rushed out to stop me. They were clearly in cahoots with the thief, so I taught them a lesson. I hope the officer can solve the case quickly and get our stolen purse back."

The policewoman didn't even glance at me. Instead, she looked at Xiaohong and Yang Ling with surprise, unable to believe that these two petite girls, especially Yang Ling, who was clearly still a child, could have beaten those two thugs so badly while they themselves were completely unharmed and standing there smiling.

Hearing my words, the policewoman turned around and looked at me suspiciously, coldly asking, "Oh! Did you report the crime? What's your relationship with those two girls? Can you describe the purse?"

At this moment, Yang Jing stepped forward and said, "I reported the crime. The one who snatched my purse was a young man with dyed yellow hair. These two people prevented him from chasing the robber, so my daughter taught them a lesson." "

Oh! I see! I didn't realize your daughter was so capable at such a young age. Has she practiced martial arts? What kind of kung fu? Who did she learn from?" Hearing this, the policewoman was certain that the two girls had done it, and her eyes lit up as she kept asking questions.

Seeing this, the male police officer next to me gave a wry smile, thinking to himself, "Sigh! She just can't seem to change her temper. She acts like a lecherous man seeing a beautiful woman the moment she sees someone who practices martial arts."

Before I could even speak, Yang Ling excitedly started chattering away, saying she'd learned martial arts from me. She went on to say I was the top Taekwondo athlete at Chiayi University, that she'd already learned the fourth form of Taekwondo Tai Chi, and that Xiao Hong was my student. Whether it was true or not, she embellished her story with her eloquence.

The policewoman, after listening to Yang Ling's tale, kept glancing at me, her eyes changing considerably, sparkling with a strange and amazed expression.

The male officer saw that the policewoman was completely absorbed in her story, but dared not interrupt her, because her skill was renowned throughout the entire unit, and he didn't dare provoke her.

Then Yang Jing described the whole incident and her handbag in detail. The male police officer took notes carefully and then said to the female officer, "Luo Mei, I've recorded everything. Take these two people back for a thorough interrogation. It should be easy to find it."

The female officer called Luo Mei looked at me with surprise, her eyes completely different from before, filled with disbelief and excitement. She thought to herself, "Is he really that good? I hope he really is an expert. Then I can have a match with him sometime. It's been a long time since I've met a worthy opponent."

At this moment, Luo Mei heard the male police officer's words and finally came to her senses.

"Now that things are clear, there's nothing more for you to do. We'll take these two people back to the station for questioning and investigation. We should be able to find your handbag soon. We'll call you as soon as we find it. By the way, can we have your phone number?" Luo Mei spoke much more gently this time. When she said the last sentence, she was speaking to me, clearly asking for my phone number.

A surge of joy welled up inside me. Was her gaze and actions just now hinting at something? Could she have feelings for me? She's a beauty! Judging from her demeanor and speech, she's a woman with personality. If only I could sleep with her and experience the thrill of sex!

"I hope you can find that purse as soon as possible, preferably today. Here's my phone number." I gave Luo Mei my number. To be honest, it wasn't that I looked down on the police, but their efficiency was sometimes incredibly low. If they couldn't find it today, I might have to ask Zhang Yunlong for help. With Zhang Yunlong's influence in the Jiacheng underworld, one phone call would be enough to cripple that robber. But if the police could handle it, there was no need to trouble Zhang Yunlong; after all, this was a minor matter.

Then the two policemen escorted the two thugs away. Fang Ming handed my bags back to me, and Yang Ling came over, grabbed my hand, and shook it excitedly, shouting, "Big brother, I won! I won!" She then jumped and skipped around me and Yang Jing, her joy and excitement palpable.

Seeing Yang Ling's happiness, I felt gratified. Children can be happy over the smallest things, let alone defeating a man so much older than her with their bare hands!

Xiao Hong also ran over, her face flushed with barely concealed excitement. She exclaimed, "Brother Qiang, am I really that good? I think I've gained a new understanding of Taekwondo! I feel like I've grasped something, but I can't quite put my finger on it."

I looked at Xiao Hong. Although I didn't know how long she had been learning Taekwondo, based on her performance today, I knew she had some talent. So I gave her some more pointers so she could reach a higher level.

Xiaohong suddenly understood, and excitedly grabbed my hand, shouting, "I understand! I understand! Thank you, Brother Qiang!" She quickly kissed me on the cheek, giggled, and ran off. Fang Ming gave me a resentful look, didn't say a word, and followed her away.

Those soft lips! It felt so good on my cheek. I stroked my cheek where Xiaohong had kissed me, staring blankly as her youthful, lively figure disappeared into the distance.

Just then, Yang Jing gave me a knowing, ambiguous look. I was startled, thinking, "Oh no! Yang Jing saw me looking so smitten! How embarrassing!"

Back home, we sat on the sofa chatting. Yang Jing and Yang Ling had decided to leave tomorrow and were researching and discussing where to go.

"How about we go to Shanghai?" Yang Jing asked Yang Ling.

"No, it's too crowded, too modern, all skyscrapers, almost like our Jiachang City," I said.

"Big brother said it's not good, so it must not be fun. How about we go to Ningxia and see the desert?" Yang Ling agreed with my opinion and then suggested.

Yang Jing shook her head repeatedly, saying, "No, no, we're going to relax and have fun somewhere relaxing. The desert is too hot. We don't want to tire ourselves out instead of relaxing."

"Since you want to have fun somewhere relaxing, why don't you go to Chengdu? Sichuan is a major tourist province with many beautiful scenic spots, such as Qingcheng Mountain, Emei Mountain, and Jiuzhaigou. Chengdu is also a very relaxing city. Chengdu's covered-bowl tea and Sichuan opera's face-changing performance are very famous." I had been to Chengdu with my classmates during my junior year summer vacation, so I knew a little about the place.

"Great! Great! Magical Jiuzhaigou, ah! Paradise on earth!" Yang Ling exclaimed loudly, and even sang the song "Magical Jiuzhaigou," which was popular all over the country back then.

Yang Ling agrees with everything I say without hesitation, even her mother Yang Jing doesn't have that charm. So sometimes Yang Jing can't help but wonder if she's Yang Ling's mother or I am. At this moment, Yang Jing rolled her eyes at me again.

"Hmm! That's a good suggestion. Chengdu is indeed a relaxing city, I know that. Besides, there are many historical sites there, and many scenic spots nearby. Since everyone says so, let's go to Chengdu."

"If you really love me, let me go away..." The song "Little Snow" started playing at this moment. It was my phone ringtone. I took out my phone and saw that it was a number I didn't recognize, but I still opened the cover and answered it.

"Are you Huang Qiang? This is Luo Mei from Chunxi Road Police Station. We have recovered your stolen purse. Come and pick it up!" Luo Mei's sweet and gentle voice came from the phone. Her voice was very charming, much more pleasant than her real voice.

"Okay, I'll be right there." I said gently, and then hung up the phone. It hadn't even been an hour since we got home. It seemed that they were quite efficient. I told Yang Jing and Yang Ling that the handbag had been found and I was going to claim it, and then I left.

I was surprised by the efficiency of this police station; it far exceeded my expectations. I remember during my sophomore year, there was a theft in our dorm, and the police spent a whole month investigating without success. From then on, I knew I couldn't trust the police too much. Many officers are simply incompetent; it's just a small matter involving ordinary people, and no one will blame them for not solving it, nor will their superiors pay attention.

Chapter Three: The Female Police Officer's Challenge .

When I arrived at the police station, the same male and female officers were waiting for me in the duty room. When they saw me come in, the male officer handed me a white handbag—it was indeed Yang Jing's.

I took the handbag, opened it, and carefully checked it. Her phone, ID card, and makeup bag—everything was there, even the hundred-odd yuan in change was still there. I had to admire the efficiency of this police station.

Seeing me carefully checking everything, the male officer said nonchalantly, "No need to check, nothing's missing from the bag."

Luo Mei glanced coldly at the officer and said, "It's better to check, just in case something's missing."

I zipped up my bag and smiled at them, "Hehe! You guys are pretty efficient, getting it back so quickly, and nothing's missing. Thank you so much."

"Of course, you know who we are. Let me tell you, this Officer Luo is a fighting expert in our station. Which thug around here isn't afraid of us? Just mention..." the officer said proudly.

"Wang Bing, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!" Luo Mei suddenly glared at him fiercely. Her sharp killing intent made Wang Bing swallow back the words he was about to say, and he chuckled in fear, not daring to utter another sound.

I looked at the two of them strangely. They were colleagues, in the same position, so why did they seem to be so afraid of Luo Mei, the male officer named Wang Bing?

"Oh! I see! No wonder the officers were so efficient this time. You're their nemesis! I admire you." I chuckled, taking a closer look at the beautiful policewoman in front of me.

She was probably 1.7 meters tall, with a fit figure, a slender but not thin waist, and large breasts tightly wrapped in her light green police uniform, appearing full and taut, as if about to burst out of the clothes, but not excessively so, rather pleasing to the eye. Her buttocks were firm and not sagging, round and full

, and her legs were long and slender. The most prominent feature of her body was her two long legs, straight and powerful, flowing like clouds and water, making her appear even more graceful.

But her figure isn't the most beautiful thing; it's her appearance that's truly undeniable. She has short, ear-length hair that looks clean and neat. Her face is free of makeup, yet it reveals her natural beauty even more. In particular, the combination of her features—each individual part may not be particularly beautiful, but together they create a unique effect on her pretty face. It's a masterpiece, a seamless combination that feels perfectly harmonious. Her temperament is also unique, a blend of softness and masculinity, with a hint of cold elegance. She's a beautiful, strong, and aloof woman.

"So beautiful, so gorgeous!" I couldn't help but exclaim in my heart, while a filthy thought suddenly popped into my head: if only I could have her, that feeling would be insane.

A lewd image immediately flashed through my mind: naked Luo Mei was pressed tightly against me, each thrust bringing her unexpected surprise, eliciting a series of soul-stirring moans. Luo Mei's full breasts swayed rapidly under my thrusts, like rattles, while her powerful legs tightly gripped my waist. I held her thighs, lifting her buttocks off the bed, and in a "tree entwined with vines" position, I rampaged through Luo Mei's body, wantonly ravaging her. Under my dragon, Luo Mei could no longer be so domineering, obediently letting me do as I pleased, enjoying my favor, constantly screaming and moaning...

"Huang Qiang, I want to have a spar with you, how about it?" Luo Mei said softly.

Wang Bing thought to himself, "Strange, Luo Mei is acting a bit strange today. Oh! Right, her temper isn't as fiery as usual, and she speaks more gently. Has the sun risen in the west? No, why are her eyes so tender? Could she have fallen for this brat? This guy is quite handsome, broad-shouldered and strong, tall and muscular, with piercing eyes. He seems to have some skills too. Today, his two female apprentices beat two tall thugs into a pulp, so he can't be too bad, right?"

"Huang Qiang!" Luo Mei saw me staring at her lecherously, a lewd smile on my face, my eyes unfocused, drool dripping from my mouth, almost falling to the ground, and not responding to what I said at all. She couldn't help but scream loudly.

Luo Mei's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her gaze shot out piercing beams of light. Her chest heaved rapidly, her two large, full breasts swelling and bouncing beneath her pale green police uniform.

"Huh?" Suddenly, I felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in my ear, a truly earth-shattering, eerie sound. My body involuntarily trembled, and my mind instantly cleared. I turned my head, searching for the thunderclap, but found nothing. I only saw Luo Mei's face, filled with rage, her eyes wide open, as if fire were about to burst from them.

"What's wrong? Could that thunderclap have been her doing? If so, this woman is terrifying! Huh? Why is she glaring at me like that?" I wondered.

Wang Bing was also startled by the sudden loud noise. Looking at the furious Luo Mei, he thought to himself, "Oh no, Luo Mei has lost her temper!"

Wang Bing remembered how Luo Mei had broken a colleague's bone in a fit of rage, which was why she had been demoted and transferred to this position as a regular police officer. He couldn't help but feel tense, fearing she might do something terrible again.

"Huang Qiang, are you even listening to me?" Luo Mei was furious, her face turning pale, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Hmph! I thought he was a decent person, but it turns out his handsome exterior hides the same kind of scoundrel. I thought he had something special about him, but he's just a lecherous old man. If he agrees to a duel with me, I'll see how I deal with him later," Luo Mei thought to herself.

"Hehe! Sorry, I was lost in thought just now," I said awkwardly, thinking to myself that I was embarrassed again. Being caught looking at me with a lecherous gaze was like being caught cheating on someone. Although the degree varied, the nature was the same. I looked at Luo Mei's thorny eyes, which were piercing me fiercely, and I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. This woman was really fierce. If looks could kill, I would probably be covered in wounds by her.

I was originally a little apologetic, but when I looked into Luo Mei's eyes, I couldn't help but think angrily, "I just looked at you a few times, did you have to be so fierce to me? Besides, isn't a woman's beauty for men to see? If no men are looking at her, what's the use of a woman being beautiful!"

"Huang Qiang, since you are a Taekwondo master, and your female disciple can make those thugs on the street helpless, I think we should have a match, how about it?" Luo Mei said angrily.

"That's not good! How can my mediocre skills compare to Officer Luo's? Let's just forget about it!" I wanted to keep her in suspense and annoy her. Sure enough, my refusal deeply provoked her.

"It's just a little competition, no one's going to die, what are you afraid of?" Luo Mei's voice rose even higher.

"Who knows if anyone's going to die? No way, I have to go back. We'll compete again another time!" Having finally achieved my goal, seeing how angry she was, I let her off the hook, picked up Yang Jing's bag, and turned to go home.

"Don't go! You're going to compete today whether you like it or not!" With a roar, Luo Mei's hand swiftly grabbed at my left shoulder, her claws moving silently and overlapping.

A slight breeze stirred behind me, and my body reacted instinctively. I smiled inwardly, thinking, "You think you can keep me here?"

My left shoulder sank, and I bent my elbow, slamming backward to escape Luo Mei's claw attack and stop her further movements. With a quick step, I dashed out of the police station. I turned to the stunned Luo Mei with a wicked smile and said, "I'll play with you again sometime. You have my number."

Luo Mei was surprised that her claw attack, which she had concentrated eighty percent of her power on, had allowed her opponent to escape so easily. She began to doubt her own skills and reassess Huang Qiang's abilities. Countless thugs and martial arts experts would have struggled to escape her claw attack. Seeing Huang Qiang's wicked mockery, she grew increasingly angry and prepared to pounce again.

Just as Luo Mei was about to rush out the door, Wang Bing, quick-witted and agile, blocked her with both hands, advising, "Don't chase him, he's already gone, just let him go! Besides, his martial arts aren't weak!"

"No, this kid infuriates me, I have to teach him a lesson! Get out of the way!" Luo Mei said sharply. Originally, she would have refrained from chasing, but upon hearing Wang Bing say that Huang Qiang's martial arts were not weak, implying a slight against her, her competitive spirit was rekindled.

"The police are going to hit someone! The police are going to hit someone!" I jumped up and down, shouting loudly, attracting the attention of passersby. Then I gave Luo Mei a mischievous smile, put my right hand to my mouth, gave her a loud kiss, waved, and ran across the street.

"Didn't he ask you to call him? Maybe he really has something to do today! It's not too late to teach him a lesson next time!" Wang Bing didn't move aside and continued to persuade her.

"Let go of my hand!" Luo Mei yelled at Wang Bing, then gritted her teeth and glared at my retreating back, saying hatefully, "Next time I'll make you regret what you did today!"

Sitting in the taxi, I couldn't help but laugh, recalling the angry look on the beautiful policewoman Luo Mei's face. Honestly, she was really pretty when she was angry—frowning her eyebrows, twisting her nose, pouting her lips, and scrunching her pink face—she was incredibly cute.

I figured she wouldn't need dinner tonight; she'd had enough of being angry. I never expected I could be so good at pranks, and quite skillfully at it. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel proud, like a smug little devil. The driver looked back at me several times, probably thinking I was crazy!

While I was laughing heartily in the taxi, a woman was lost in thought in the police station, preoccupied with her own worries and wild ideas.

Luo Mei thought to herself, "I don't know why, but that wicked smile he gave me when he left is deeply etched in my mind. What's wrong with me today? Why did I get so angry at a complete stranger? Damn it, I was so polite to him, and he's such a pervert! Huh? Why am I so concerned about him? Could it be...? No, absolutely not. Although he's handsome, he's far from my standards, but I can't forget that wicked smile of his..." 03-18
Chapter 4 Midnight Passion

Wang Bing watched the eerily quiet Luo Mei from afar. She was resting her chin on her left hand, her eyes vacant, staring blankly ahead, her face shifting between light and shadow.

Wang Bing thought to himself, "Could this little girl have fallen for him? Sigh! What a tragic fate!"

When I returned home, only Yang Jing was lazily reclining on the sofa, watching a South Korean soap opera. Seeing me come in carrying her handbag, Yang Jing quickly jumped off the sofa, hugged me tightly, kissed me on the cheek, and then happily exclaimed, "Honey, you're back!" She then showered me with kisses on the cheek and lips. I asked

疑惑地问道, "My darling wife, isn't Ling'er home?"

"Don't worry, honey, Ling'er went to a classmate's house in the neighborhood," Yang Jing said, lifting her lips slightly from mine, before continuing to kiss me.

I was overjoyed that Yang Jing was so proactive and passionate. My hand loosened, and my bag fell to the ground. I reached behind her and hugged her slender waist, gently stroking her full, fleshy back. I moved my head and found her mouth, kissing her passionately. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and swirled it around. Her tongue joined mine, chasing and playing with each other, exchanging saliva.

We moved while passionately kissing, quickly moving from the doorway to the sofa. With a sudden movement, Yang Jing fell onto the sofa, and I took the opportunity to press down on her.

My hands vigorously kneaded Yang Jing's large breasts. Even through her clothes and bra, I could feel their fullness and elasticity. Soon, Yang Jing was overcome with passion, her breathing rapid and heavy, her face flushed like a sunset, as if she were drunk. Her eyes were languid, whispering her desires.

Yang Jing's hands were not idle either, responding passionately to my touch. She reached out and caressed my sensitive genitals. My previously limp penis quickly awoke under her skillful fingers, throbbing occasionally, as if it didn't want to be bound by clothes and wanted to break free to find that wonderful paradise.

Yang Jing carefully unzipped my pants, slipped her small hand inside, and gently stroked my penis, soothing its restlessness. She lightly stroked and rubbed the body and head of my penis, occasionally reaching down to caress my testicles, carefully feeling its size and experiencing the wonderful comfort of desire.

I stopped my assault on her breasts and reached to unbutton Yang Jing's clothes. Suddenly, Yang Jing grabbed my hand with her free one, moaning in refusal, "No, husband, it won't be good if Ling'er sees this when she gets back."

"Wife, I've thought about it, I want you!" My tone was domineering, not allowing Yang Jing any refusal. I pushed her hands away with both of mine and continued my undressing plan.

Yang Jing's hands had no strength, and I quickly unbuttoned her clothes completely, pushing her bra up from below, exposing her two sacred breasts to the air. Then I grabbed one breast in each hand and began to knead them forcefully.

"No! Husband… ah…" Yang Jing suddenly felt a cool sensation on her breasts, now completely exposed, and then being kneaded by my two devilish hands. She couldn't help but cry out. Then her right hand reached out from my crotch, pushing me away with both hands, repeatedly crying out, "Husband, no, no!" But her mouth kept emitting pleasurable moans and groans.

By this time, I was already consumed by lust, unwilling and unable to stop. The arrow was on the bowstring, ready to be released.

I forcefully held Yang Jing's hands down, leaned forward, and gently kissed her lips to silence her. At the same time, I reached down, lifted her skirt, and slipped my hand inside, caressing her pink inner thighs. Through her thin panties, I rubbed her sensitive vulva and the clitoris above it.

Soon, her vulva began to leak fluid, wetting her silk panties. More and more fluid flowed through her panties onto my hand. I could feel she was reaching a point of uncontrollable ecstasy.

"Husband, um! No, no, oh! I want it, no…" Yang Jing no longer knew what to say, her words tumbling out incoherently. The last vestiges of reason prevented her from being caught by Yang Ling, but primal desire kept her immersed in my teasing caresses, unwilling to leave my body.

"Wife, let's go into the room, it'll be over soon." I said, then kissed her again, stopping my assault on her body. I gently lifted her up, keeping her lips pressed together, our mouths still tightly sealed.

Yang Jing then slipped her hand inside my pants, caressing my erection with obvious affection. I walked up the stairs to my room and closed the door behind me.

"Husband, I...I'm scared, but...I want it so badly." Yang Jing stuck out my tongue, moaning conflictedly, but her hand still lingered on my erection inside my pants.

"Don't be afraid, Ling'er won't be back so soon." I comforted her, then pulled away from her lips, laid her on the ground, bent down, reached under her skirt, pulled down her pink panties, and said softly, "We'll do it like this, you don't need to take off your clothes, it'll be quick."

"Okay!" Yang Jing nodded, finally agreeing to my request, no longer worried.

"Wife, look, your juices have soaked your panties, and you still say no." I pointed to the wetness on my panties and laughed at Yang Jing.

"You bad boy, you bad husband, it's all your fault, and you're still laughing at me." Yang Jing saw the juices still dripping from her panties and suddenly said shyly.

"Mmm! Husband, hurry up, I... I want it now." Yang Jing said shyly. Although they had already done it once last night, she still felt a little embarrassed to say it directly.

Yang Jing unbuckled my belt, pulled down my panties along with them, and then pushed me to sit on the short sofa. She turned around, lifted her skirt, and straddled my thighs with her back to me. She reached down with one hand to hold my penis and slowly squatted down towards her vulva.

"Oh!" Yang Jing couldn't help but moan as my massive penis entered her body. She felt a huge, hot rod being inserted into her flower path, which was previously empty and was now completely filled. A tingling, pleasurable sensation immediately spread throughout her body, causing her to tremble involuntarily. She braced herself on my thighs with both hands and began to thrust her large buttocks up and down.

When Yang Jing squatted down, her flower path quickly swallowed my penis, making a soft "plop" sound. Then, a stream of love fluid dripped from her flower path, landing on the base of my thighs. I felt the warm, wet flower path enveloping my penis, which was once again entering the deep water cave. I couldn't help but feel overjoyed, my head throbbing proudly, desperately trying to penetrate deeper.

A tingling sensation, like lightning, shot from my dragon body to my brain, then spread to every limb. I couldn't help but exhale deeply, suppressing the waves of stimulation in my brain. I cupped Yang Jing's round, plump buttocks with both hands, moving my hips in sync with hers.

At this moment, Yang Jing and I were completely lost, immersed in primal desire, recklessly galloping through the sea of lust.

Every time Yang Jing's buttocks lifted, I tried my best to contract my hips, letting my dragon completely leave her opening. When her buttocks lowered, I thrust my hips upward forcefully, causing her opening and my dragon to collide and rub violently. Each time, my dragon penetrated deep into her flower path, the head of my dragon pressing tightly against her clitoris.

At this moment, Yang Jing would moan ecstatically, tossing her hair, her buttocks firmly on my thighs, swaying from side to side or rotating, letting my dragon rub deep into her clitoris.

"Husband, I feel so good, ah... so good, it feels so good, ah!" Yang Jing screamed loudly.

"Do you like being fucked, wife?" I heard Yang Jing's incredibly seductive moans and became extremely excited. What man doesn't want the woman beneath him to be ecstatic? What man doesn't like the woman beneath him moaning? I suddenly thrust upwards with force, and my thick, long penis instantly reached the depths of her flower core.

"Ah! I love it, I love being fucked by my little husband, I want you to fuck me every day, mmm! So beautiful, so good!" Yang Jing swayed her body, her head bobbing wildly, her hair flying, in a frenzied state.

After doing this for about half an hour, I had Yang Jing change her position, from facing away from me to sitting on my lap facing me. This way, I could kiss Yang Jing's mouth while making love, see her comfortable expression, and caress her full breasts with both hands, making it even more stimulating than the previous position.

Yang Jing reached over and held my shoulders, her hips thrusting back and forth, rubbing against my thighs. I also reached over and hugged her plump buttocks from behind, helping her rock back and forth, making her movements more intense, so that each collision made a loud sound, and each collision aroused our passion.

"Wife, I feel so good, this feeling is so beautiful, so good!" I said happily.

"Mmm! I feel so good too, husband's dragon is so powerful, it feels so good! Ah!" Yang Jing said passionately.

We made love while communicating, sharing our feelings and experiencing the complete fusion of our bodies and souls. Most of the time, however, it was Yang Jing who was moaning and murmuring, "My dear husband, I love you so much! You're making me feel so good! Ah! Husband, I'm going to fly, I'm going to fly!"

I pulled my hands back and climbed onto Yang Jing's two firm breasts, kneading, rubbing, pinching, and rubbing them relentlessly, making her firm breasts display various irregular shapes under my hands. Sometimes I pressed down hard, flattening her breasts, sometimes I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together, making her cleavage deeper and narrower.

Looking at Yang Jing's wanton appearance on my lap, I felt incredibly proud. Nothing is more gratifying than making your woman feel like she's in heaven.

I lowered my head and took her left nipple into my mouth, gently licking it with my tongue and circling around her areola. Her nipple looked incredibly cute, providing me with a great visual stimulation.

The stimulation of my nipples by my tongue brought Yang Jing even greater pleasure. She knew very well that her nipples were the most sensitive spot besides her genitals; normally, any stimulation of her nipples would immediately trigger the urge to have sex, let alone at this most stimulating and pleasurable moment. So Yang Jing pressed herself forward forcefully, pressing her breasts tightly against my lips, her full, rounded peaks pressing against my face.

I took Yang Jing's nipple into my mouth and sucked hard, like when I was an infant, occasionally moving my mouth and rubbing my lips against her areola.

My right hand was stimulating her other nipple at the same time. I pressed her breast with my palm, rotating it, and then pinched her lovely nipple with two fingers, squeezing, pinching, pressing, twisting, and touching it, unleashing all my teasing skills.

Under my double assault, Yang Jing experienced an unprecedented sensation. A tingling, numb, pleasurable, and itchy feeling washed over her, causing her to thrust her hips even more violently. Her body swayed wildly like a willow branch in the wind, her black hair flying wildly like a night sprite. She let out a series of "howls," a sign of extreme excitement.

"Husband, I...I'm going to die, die, oh...husband, I can't take it anymore, ah! It's so beautiful, husband...ah! I'm flying, husband, I'm flying..." Yang Jing cried out in ecstasy, the loud noise echoing throughout the room, fully expressing the wanton lust of this woman who hadn't had sex in ten years. Fortunately, the walls were soundproof; otherwise, the entire neighborhood would have heard Yang Jing's earth-shattering screams!

"Mommy, I'm back! Is big brother back?" Yang Ling's delicate voice suddenly came from downstairs.

"Oh no, Ling'er's back! Ah... Oh... Ugh..." Upon hearing that Yang Ling had returned, Yang Jing felt a surge of tension, along with an unprecedented thrill. A strange sensation coursed through her body, and she wanted to scream, but fearing Yang Ling would hear, she forced herself to hold back.

Her initial screams of "Ah ah" instantly turned into moans of "Ugh," her body stiffening and trembling violently. After a spasm, an orgasm erupted instantly, wave after wave of pleasure assaulting her senses, pushing her to the peak of excitement.

Yang Jing felt a sudden gush of love fluid within her, an unprecedented suction force erupting from the depths of her flower, tightly gripping the dragon. In an instant, her body felt as if all her strength had been drained away, the power flowing away with the copious amount of love fluid within her. Her body went limp and she collapsed into my arms.

At the same time, I felt an unprecedented thrill, a sense of illicit affair, and a feeling of being spied on. I couldn't help but want to perform well. That wonderful feeling excited me to the extreme. Just then, I felt a large amount of love fluid suddenly gush out from the depths of Yang Jing's flower core, surging out like a flood. The enormous force impacted my penis, and then flowed out from the tight junction of my penis and the vaginal walls, running down my legs.

As Yang Jing gushed out a large amount of love fluid, that special suction from the depths of her flower core returned, even more fiercely than the previous two times, tightly gripping my penis like a black hole. Each time I pulled out, it took a lot of effort.

Under the attack of the suction force within Yang Jing's body, my heart trembled, my whole body convulsed, and my penis suddenly leaped, instantly spraying out a huge amount of energy from its mouth. Hot and powerful semen shot into the depths of her flower core. Yang Jing couldn't help but convulse again, letting out a satisfied "mmm." Finally, Yang Jing and I reached our climax simultaneously, climbing to the peak of passion.

Yang Jing hurriedly responded from inside the house, "Ling'er, Mom's upstairs! I'll be right down." However, her voice was weak and feeble.

Yang Jing immediately got off my lap, and with a "plop," a large pool of slippery love fluid flowed from her flower path as it left the dragon. She couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm," and quickly took out tissues to wipe her private area, using one after another until it was relatively clean. But by then, the floor was covered with crumpled tissues, enough to fill a trash can.

"You bad boy, you'll have to clean up the mess later!" Yang Jing glanced at me sideways, her eyebrows and eyes full of spring.

"Hehe! Wife, do you like me being bad?" I looked at Yang Jing's flustered appearance, so different from her usual capable demeanor, with a unique charm, so I smiled wickedly.

"Yes! I like you being bad to me." Yang Jing replied shyly.

"Haha!" I couldn't help but laugh out loud at Yang Jing's shy appearance.

"You rascal, I'm going downstairs." Ignoring her exhaustion, Yang Jing quickly buttoned her clothes, straightened her skirt, and without even putting on her underwear, she quickly ran her fingers through her hair, gave me a quick kiss, and then walked out of my room, slamming the door shut. From outside, Yang Jing called out loudly, "Ling'er, you're back! Big brother just got back too."

"Huh? Mom, why is your face so flushed? Are you alright?" Yang Ling asked in surprise, seeing Yang Jing's rosy and radiant face after the passion, while looking her up and down. Her eyes were misty and teary, her hair a little messy, as if she had just gotten out of bed.

"Oh! Is that so?" Yang Jing touched her cheek and said, "It's nothing, I just drank a little wine and felt a little unwell, so I slept on your bed for a while." Experienced people are indeed shrewd; Yang Jing quickly came up with such a clever excuse, truly worthy of someone in the news industry.

"Are you feeling better now? Should you see a doctor?" Yang Ling asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I just didn't sleep well last night," Yang Jing replied with a sigh of relief.

"Oh! I see! I also woke up in the middle of the night last night, and I think I heard a very strange sound, very noisy. I don't know what it was, but I fell asleep again quickly. Were you woken up by the noise too?" Yang Ling couldn't help but recall the strange noise from last night.

"Yes! It's hard to fall back asleep after being woken up, but I feel much better after resting for a while." When Yang Jing heard the first part of the sentence, she was startled, thinking that Yang Ling knew about her and Huang Qiang. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm, and a huge weight was lifted from her heart. "Then Mom, you should rest more and take care of yourself! We're going on a trip tomorrow! Where's big brother?" Seeing that Yang Jing was alright, Yang Ling comforted her for a few moments, then her thoughts immediately turned to Huang Qiang.

"Oh! He went back to his room," Yang Jing said.

"Then I'll go find him." Yang Ling said, running up the stairs.

"Ling'er, maybe big brother is tired and resting! Don't disturb him. Besides, it's getting late, we should make dinner. Shall we go and make it together? We can call him to eat after we've finished making dinner!" Yang Jing's heart, which had just settled, jumped again as she watched Yang Ling run up the stairs. Afraid that Yang Ling would enter Huang Qiang's room and see something she shouldn't, she quickly changed the subject and stopped Yang Ling from going up.

"Okay! I won't bother him anymore, I'll make you dinner!" Yang Ling tilted her head and considered for a moment, her eyes flashing a few times. She didn't go upstairs, happily obeying Yang Jing's suggestion to cook.

The night sky outside the window was dotted with stars, the moon was obscured by clouds, so it couldn't illuminate the earth. The trees under the night sky seemed shrouded in a thin veil. Summer insects chirped softly, singing unknown tunes. The entire community was quiet and peaceful; most people were already sound asleep. In such a beautiful environment, they must be sleeping soundly and peacefully!

I lay in bed, took out my phone, and called Liu Qiong, telling her I would be back for lunch tomorrow and asking her to prepare a good meal to welcome me.

Earlier at dinner, Yang Jing had mentioned that they had booked a flight to Chengdu for 10 am the next morning, planning to spend a few days there.

I'll be staying in Jiacheng City for work from now on. Since Yang Jing and the others are going on a trip, I might as well take this opportunity to go home and see my parents. I thought to myself as I lay in bed after hanging up the phone. Suddenly, my phone rang. I knew from the sound that it was a text message. Who would text me so late?

I picked up my phone and saw it was from Yang Jing. Why would she text me? I quickly opened the message, and an ambiguous text immediately appeared before my eyes: "A lonely person in the quiet night, a lonely me in a lonely bed, husband, I miss you… will you come?"

I couldn't help but smile. It seems Yang Jing has really been "awakened" by me, becoming insatiable. We just made love this afternoon, only five or six hours apart, and now she wants to have sex again.

There's a saying: "Women are like wolves at thirty, like tigers at forty." Thirty to forty years old is when a woman's libido is at its peak, just like men are between twenty and thirty, only women experience it a little later.

It's strange, really. Girls generally develop and mature earlier than boys in childhood, but their sexual desires tend to come later. It's truly baffling what fate has in store for us.

Yang Jing is thirty-seven years old this year, right in the prime of her life, when her libido should be at its peak. But she's been living alone for so many years, and I don't know how she's managed these past ten years. Perhaps it's because she's been closed off for so long that now that I've opened the door to her sexuality, it's like a flood that's completely unstoppable.

A wicked idea suddenly popped into my head. I quickly typed a text message back to her, then quietly opened the door and went out, wearing only a pair of shorts, and quietly walked down the stairs.

"Ring!" The phone rang. Yang Jing excitedly picked it up and opened the text message. It read, "I'm not going. I'm tired from working this afternoon. I'm going to sleep."

A sudden wave of disappointment washed over Yang Jing, her mood darkening. Yet, the longing within her was too intense. She missed the feeling of Huang Qiang's massive member entering her body, and she missed his strong and valiant presence. Unable to resist, she typed a reply: "Husband, I miss you. I want you! Come quickly!" Then she held the phone tightly, waiting anxiously.

The phone vibrated incessantly in my hand. Another text message arrived. Seeing its contents, I chuckled inwardly, thinking, "What a hungry ghost!" I quickly typed "Open the door" and sent it, then stood quietly outside her door waiting for her to open it.

"Ring!" The short ringtone sounded unusually loud in the quiet night, startling Yang Jing. She instinctively grabbed her phone, her previously disappointed expression instantly brightening. Her eyes sparkled, and the darkness couldn't hide her excitement. She threw off the covers, leaped off the bed, and ran towards the door with the agility of a leopard, completely naked.

Yang Jing flung open the door, saw me standing there grinning, pulled me inside, and closed the door behind her. Then, she wrapped her arms around my neck, her small mouth finding my lips, and launched a tongue attack, plunging into my fortress, sucking my saliva, their tongues intertwining. Her hands roamed over my body, and then she pulled off my shorts.

The dragon leaped out, no clothing could hold it back any longer. It strutted about, its body rapidly transforming, lengthening and swelling, quickly evolving from a short, lazy dragon into a colossal creature. Its head held high, it looked around, searching.

Suddenly, the dragon saw a gigantic hand rushing towards it. Before it could react, the giant hand gripped its body tightly, then quickly began to caress and manipulate it. At first, the dragon was frightened, but gradually, waves of pleasure washed over it, and it peacefully enjoyed the giant hand's touch. As

a man, I naturally responded passionately. My hands caressed Yang Jing's body. Although Yang Jing was thirty-seven years old, she took great care of herself; her skin was smooth as jade, not flawless, but exceptionally delicate and smooth, like touching jade, providing an indescribable feeling of comfort.

Yang Jing was already very sensitive; perhaps she had been aroused first! Desire had accumulated within her, just waiting for a trigger. Every time I touched her sensitive spots, she would stick out my tongue, open her mouth wide, and moan and gasp with ecstasy. In no time, Yang Jing was overwhelmed with passion, her body overflowing with desire.

After I had thoroughly "ravaged" Yang Jing's pure and firm breasts, my right hand moved down, traversing her flat stomach, and suddenly pressed against Yang Jing's most hidden valley. I felt the lush grass on my hand was slippery and sticky, covered with her passionate love juice.

"Wife, look, you're so horny!" I held out my hand to Yang Jing, not forgetting to tease her.

"Mmm! It's all because of you, you bad boy, teaching me to be so horny," Yang Jing said shyly, looking at the love juice on my hand.

I placed my hand on Yang Jing's private area, ravaging and caressing it to my heart's content. Then I ran my middle finger along her vulva, and soon the little walnut above the entrance peeked out, peeking out quietly. I immediately pinched it gently with two fingers and kneaded it.

"Ah!" Yang Jing cried out, her voice filled with supreme enjoyment and unparalleled comfort. Her body trembled and convulsed uncontrollably, and she went limp against me. A surge of hot love juice flowed from her flower path.

"You little rascal, you bad husband! You dared to tease me just now, I'll make you regret it!" Yang Jing finally satisfied, and said coquettishly, pounding my chest with both hands. Then she pushed me down onto the bed and pressed down on me, her full, high breasts pressing tightly against my chest, creating an indescribable softness.

"Hehe! Let's see who gets what, you little slut." I said, and with a movement, I forcefully flipped Yang Jing over and pressed down on her.

"I am sexy, I am sexy, but I'm only sexy to my little husband." Yang Jing lay beneath me, gazing at me affectionately, and cried out wildly, her hands reaching up from behind to wrap around my waist, pulling me tightly into her embrace, responding passionately.

"Then I'll see just how sexy you really are, hehe!" I said with a wicked smile.

"Hurry up and see!" Yang Jing felt the constant writhing inside her flower path, a tingling and numb sensation spreading throughout her body. Suddenly, she felt incredibly empty and uncomfortable, desperately wanting something to fill her emptiness and relieve her itch. So, she couldn't help but beg, anticipating the arrival of the dragon.

Looking at Yang Jing's longing eyes, I was greatly excited. I raised myself up, holding the thick dragon against the entrance of her valley, rubbing it incessantly, occasionally letting the head touch her sensitive little walnut, but without inserting it.

"Mmm! Husband, it itches inside, I want it, hurry!" The strange stimulation made Yang Jing's flower path itch even more, and her desire for the dragon grew stronger, involuntarily urging me to hurry up.

A steady stream of love fluid flowed from Yang Jing's secret valley entrance. I held the dragon, letting its head dab a little of the fluid onto her opening, lubricating it first. Then I removed my hand, shifted my waist, and thrust my hips forward. With a "plop," the dragon accurately entered her secret valley entrance, traveling along the flower path to the depths of her core.

"Oh!" Yang Jing let out a satisfied moan, finally no longer feeling empty. She felt completely filled, and the itching in her flower path was gone, replaced by a tingling and pleasurable sensation. Her whole body felt electrified, tingling and numb.

Yang Jing's flower path was already in battle mode, so I didn't need to slow down to let her adjust. From the beginning, I directed the dragon to thrust and pump wildly, plunging in and out relentlessly, each thrust going all the way in, each one a fatal blow.

Yang Jing bent her legs, tightly clamping them around my waist, her feet hooking around my waist. She thrust her plump, round buttocks wildly, matching my thrusts and climaxes. Her whole body writhed like a shrimp, her breasts heaving like waves. A

captivating sound filled the silent night; a vivid, sensual erotic performance unfolded in the darkness, adding endless allure to the quiet night. For a moment, spring was boundless, spring was in full bloom…

Over an hour later, the insatiable Yang Jing finally found satisfaction. With a suction from deep within her, I knew she was about to climax, so I increased the intensity. I could only see the shadow of my penis at the entrance of her vagina, but not its body. After nearly a thousand wild thrusts, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from the depths of Yang Jing's vagina, and her soft body instantly went limp beneath me.

Perhaps it was because I was already familiar with Yang Jing's body and had developed a resistance to the pull of her deepest desires, but this time I didn't reach climax at the same time as her. Even as she climaxed, my erection remained proud and energetic, thrusting in and out of her flower path, continuing its battle.

Yang Jing's body felt as if her bones had been removed; her limbs stretched out limply, lying softly on the bed, panting heavily, letting me thrust in and out of her.

Her breasts heaved rapidly, the two rosy nipples now turning purplish-red from the excessive stimulation, and her snow-white skin glowed a captivating pink from the passion and surging desire, making her exceptionally lovely and alluring.

I slowed my movements, thrusting in and out of her secluded flower path with a rhythm of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, each movement as gentle as possible, allowing Yang Jing to fully enjoy the afterglow of passion.

Ten minutes later, Yang Jing finally recovered from her climax. Her body slowly regained its strength, and her vaginal canal gradually tightened. I could feel the flesh on both sides of her vaginal canal gently writhing and slowly contracting, beginning to attack my dragon.

My dragon grows stronger when faced with strength; it resists wherever there is oppression. Sensing the threat, my dragon shuddered, instantly becoming invulnerable and incredibly thick.

I felt Yang Jing had recovered and was overjoyed. I began to command my dragon to rampage through her body again, fighting wantonly. The battle reignited, and the war continued. My dragon traversed her vaginal canal, proudly alone.

After the first baptism of fire, Yang Jing's energy was clearly depleted. She quickly succumbed, reaching the peak of her life and once again releasing copious amounts of love fluid. I, on the other hand, grew stronger with each battle, conquering and seizing territory in one fell swoop, moving freely within the domain of her vaginal canal.

More than an hour later, after Yang Jing had climaxed five times, I finally shuddered, clenching my buttocks tightly. My penis trembled violently, and an overwhelming stimulation rushed to my brain. A surge of vital essence gushed out, spraying large amounts into the depths of Yang Jing's flower, nourishing it.

I ejaculated, and after nearly three hours of solitary struggle, my body went limp, unable to support me any longer, and I collapsed softly onto Yang Jing.

We embraced silently, quietly enjoying the peak of life, savoring the afterglow of passion.

After a long while, Yang Jing gently kissed my cheek, parted her lips slightly, and said, "Husband, thank you. You've let me experience the passion of life, you've made me so happy and so fulfilled."

I rolled off Yang Jing and lay on my side beside her, lovingly stroking her sweat-drenched hair, and softly said, "Silly boy, why are you saying such silly things? You're my wife, of course I want to make you happy and fulfilled, it's my duty as a husband!"

"Mmm! Husband, you're so good, I love you." Yang Jing gazed at me affectionately and said softly.

"Wife, I love you too." I gazed into Yang Jing's deep eyes and said affectionately as well.

"Husband, you're really amazing! This was the most comfortable one I've ever had, I had five orgasms in total, my whole body felt like it was going to dissipate, like I was going to fly." Yang Jing happily recounted.

"You're not bad either! Every time you climax, there's a special suction inside, and I really enjoy making love with you." Thinking about that strange suction deep inside Yang Jing's flower core, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

"Hmm! I don't know what's going on, maybe it's because my internal structure is a bit special!" Yang Jing smiled, she wasn't quite sure about that suction deep inside her flower core either.

"Should we do it again, honey?" I said with a grin, teasing her.

"Ah! You can still do it? No, no, I can't take it!" Yang Jing's face changed when she heard I wanted to do it again, and she quickly shook her head in refusal.

"Hehe! Just kidding!" Seeing Yang Jing's current expression, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It's alright, I was really afraid you'd do it again, honey, then you might have to find a few more women to handle you!" Yang Jing said, gently patting her chest.

"Maybe! I feel like my sex skills are getting better and better. I've never been this good before." I chuckled softly. I don't even know why my skills have improved so much. Before, when I made love with Feifei, I would usually get tired after two hours, but now it usually lasts for more than two hours. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

"Okay, honey, let's go to sleep! It's getting late." Yang Jing said.

"Okay! I'll sleep here tonight, okay?" I said coquettishly.

"You naughty boy, aren't you afraid of Ling'er finding out? I'm really scared of you. You sleep here tonight! You have to go out tomorrow morning when Ling'er isn't around!" Yang Jing gently tapped my head and said.

"Yeah! My wife is the best. She's so kind to me. Give me a kiss." I was so happy. I could finally hold Yang Jing while I slept, so I happily hugged her and gave her a loud, crisp kiss.

"Okay, you naughty boy, go lock the door so Ling'er can't come into my room tomorrow morning." Yang Jing said as she lay down.

"Yes, sir!" I raised my hand and gave Yang Jing a standard military salute, then skipped off to lock the door.

The next morning, Yang Jing got up very early because she had to catch a 10 o'clock flight. While Yang Ling was brushing her teeth, I quickly ran upstairs from Yang Jing's room, got dressed, and then came down to brush my teeth and wash my face.

At eight o'clock, Yang Jing had already cooked the porridge. After we ate breakfast, we headed to the airport. I saw them off at the airport, watched them go through security, and then turned around and walked out of the waiting hall. I took the airport bus back to the city, and then took a bus home.

I gently turned the lock and gently pushed the door open, wanting to surprise Liu Qiong, but to my disappointment, Liu Qiong didn't get up and was still fast asleep, like a cute little pig, completely unaware that I had come in.

"Hmph! How can someone who has practiced Taekwondo sleep so soundly? If a womanizer had come in at this time, I'm sure she would have met a terrible end," I thought to myself.

I quietly approached the bedside, gazing at Liu Qiong's slumbering beauty. Her long, flowing hair was loosely spread across the pillow, her lips were slightly pursed, revealing a sweet smile, and her nostrils flared gently as she breathed evenly. Her body was exaggeratedly twisted into an S-shape on the bed, the thin sheet barely covering her lower abdomen, while her chest was fully exposed. Her ample breasts, despite lying flat, remained proudly erect, and her two snow-white thighs were completely exposed to the air, crossed together, vaguely revealing her alluring valley.

This little girl, Liu Qiong, has been living with me ever since I started exploring her. She always likes to sleep naked, wearing nothing at all, and every night she drives me crazy, finally making me aroused and forced to work hard on her body, vigorously exploring that newly discovered paradise.

She had a rather robust figure, tall and voluptuous. Because of her Taekwondo training, every inch of her skin and muscles was incredibly firm and elastic, in no way inferior to Fei Fei.

Although Liu Qiong had only recently learned about sex and wasn't very skilled in many techniques, her stamina was a huge advantage. With her, I could perform many difficult moves, and she could take the initiative, quietly enjoying the pleasure she brought me.

Another major advantage was her endurance. I could make love with her for three hours, rest for a few minutes, and then continue the battle. In this respect, she was truly my close ally.

Looking at this woman who resembled Sleeping Beauty, a sense of pride welled up within me. My large hand gently caressed her soft skin, slowly climbing up her high breasts to pluck those tempting little red nipples.

"Oh!" Liu Qiong groaned softly, her reaction incredibly sensitive. She was already very familiar with my fingers; even the slightest stimulation could elicit a groan.

"Who?" Liu Qiong suddenly sat up, instinctively crossing her arms over her chest. But when she saw it was the person she had been longing for, she immediately opened her arms and hugged me tightly, exclaiming joyfully, "Brother Qiang, you're back! I've missed you so much these past few days!" She buried her head in my chest and wriggled around.

A sweet feeling welled up inside me, a sense of happiness rising within me. I thought to myself, a man with a woman is truly blessed—outside, a woman thinks of him; at home, a woman serves him.

I gently patted Liu Qiong's smooth back and smiled, "I missed you too! Now I'm back, aren't I?" I

gently stroked her breasts and chuckled, "Little Qiong, your breasts seem to have gotten quite a bit bigger these past few days!"

"You're so mean! It's all your fault! You're teasing me! I'm not coming anymore!" Liu Qiong said shyly, snuggling closer to me. A feeling of happiness radiated from her face, her cheeks flushed with a charming smile.

Did this little girl know she was playing with fire? Her soft, boneless body rubbed against mine, especially her two enormous breasts, which were positioned directly against my groin. The breasts trembled and swayed against my erection, the unusual stimulation quickly waking it up. It swelled and changed rapidly, not only lengthening but also becoming thicker.

Chapter Five: Disciplining My Girlfriend

"You bad boy, want some? Let me see how your little brother is growing?" Liu Qiong, sensing the change in my groin, looked at me with a wicked grin.

Suddenly, Liu Qiong reached out and grabbed my erection through my pants, stroking it lightly for a while. Perhaps feeling that this wasn't enough, she quickly unbuckled my belt, yanked my pants down as if to rape me, roughly pulling them down along with my underwear. Then she grabbed my swollen, thick erection, stroking its enormous head.

Liu Qiong's face was filled with a dazed look, her eyes misty and dreamy as she murmured, "Brother Qiang, I miss it so much! You know what? These past few days I've been thinking about it constantly. I want it to fill my emptiness, I want it to fill me completely."

Her dreamy expression and alluring words made my blood rush and my veins throb. I pushed her down onto the bed, one hand caressing her playful pink nipples, kissing her smooth, creamy skin, the other stroking her pubic area, occasionally tugging at her bushy black pubic hair, and using my middle finger to pull back and forth at the cleft.

She was completely entranced, her breathing rapid and heavy, her body arching and pressing tightly against mine. Under the magic of my middle finger, a large amount of love juice flowed from the depths of her flower path, dripping onto my palm, incredibly sticky.

"Oh!" Liu Qiong stretched her neck and moaned softly, her body twisting and trembling. Her small hands, which had been caressing the dragon, increased their pressure and speed, rapidly stroking its massive body.

Soon, Liu Qiong became impatient, her face flushed, her body turning pink from the torment of desire. Her body temperature rose rapidly, the heat making her writhe wildly, letting out soft, pleasurable moans. Her hands groped everywhere, and she groaned, "Brother Qiang, I want it, faster, I want it..."

"Qiong, what do you want?" I teased her intentionally, asking.

"Hmm! I want... I want you." Liu Qiong hadn't expected me to tease her like this, and after a moment's hesitation, she finally said it shyly.

"What do you want from me? Aren't I right here?" Seeing Liu Qiong's anxious and hesitant expression, I felt a strange pleasure.

"Oh... Brother Qiang, you're so naughty, are you forcing me to say it? Ah..." Liu Qiong realized I was teasing her, suppressing the tingling sensation in her lower body, and asked while moaning.

"I didn't force you! How am I supposed to know what you want if you don't tell me? What do you want me to do?" I asked with a smile.

"Ugh! My lower body is so itchy, I want... I... I want you to put it in." Liu Qiong finally couldn't hold back her desire and boldly said it out loud.

"Put it in where?" Seeing Liu Qiong's expression, I continued to pretend to be confused.

"Ah... I want it, I don't care anymore, I want Brother Qiang to put it in me, I want you to put it in my cunt, ah..." Liu Qiong shouted loudly.

I smiled mischievously, and immediately straightened my middle finger, which was rubbing between her labia, and silently inserted it into her cunt, saying gently, "Xiao Qiong, is this how you insert it? I've already put it in your cunt."

"Ah! You bad boy, Brother Qiang, don't tease me, my lower body is so itchy, I want your... your big thing to put in my cunt, I want your big thing to fuck my cunt hard!" Liu Qiong finally said it completely this time, her face red, her expression shy and extremely cute.

"Haha! That's more like it! From now on, you'd better be more specific when you ask me to do something, understand?" I said happily. I thought that under my tutelage, Liu Qiong would soon become wanton and slutty, saying all sorts of lewd things.

Perhaps all men have this kind of mentality! They hope that the women they meet will be presentable in public, elegant and refined in front of others, but they also hope that women will become wanton and slutty in bed.

That's exactly what I was thinking at the moment. I had been teasing Liu Qiong just now so that she could be completely unrestrained in bed, saying whatever she wanted and doing whatever she wanted, so that we could make love without any hindrance and reach a state of perfect union of body and soul.

Seeing Liu Qiong finally take that important step, I naturally had to reward her properly, letting her taste the sweetness of my life essence. Without hesitation, I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and thrust my spear straight into her. The dragon entered her body without hindrance; after many trials, the dragon and her flower finally met successfully, and I became one with her. A warm, moist domain was ruthlessly occupied by me, seemingly an infinitely expanding space, giving endless pleasure.

Because Liu Qiong's flower path was already filled with a large amount of love fluid, and a large pool of love fluid had accumulated at the entrance, when the dragon thrust in at lightning speed, the head of the dragon stirred up huge waves at the entrance, instantly splashing love fluid everywhere with a loud "plop" sound, utterly lewd.

Liu Qiong's lower body was finally no longer empty, her body filled, incredibly full, leaving no gap. She moaned happily, enjoying the immense impact the dragon brought her.

Liu Qiong's hair swayed rhythmically, her hands tightly gripping my legs, her delicate body trembling incessantly, her breasts heaving like waves, fully enjoying my powerful thrusts.

Despite Liu Qiong's voluptuous figure, her vaginal opening was remarkably narrow, the tightest of all my women, perhaps because she had only recently lost her virginity! In short, my penis felt the tightest pressure inside her, the friction between the vaginal walls and my shaft was the most intense, and what I enjoyed most.

That's why I placed Liu Qiong's jade-like legs on my shoulders; this position kept her vaginal opening at the same angle as my penis, making her already tight opening even narrower, further stimulating me.

Facing this newly cultivated wasteland, I knew I had to work even harder to fully develop it. So I launched a relentless, aggressive assault on Liu Qiong, my rock-hard member relentlessly exploring her flower path, stretching her cunt wider and wider. Each time, I plunged in to the very root, pressing myself tightly against her body. After reaching the very end, I rotated the head of my penis, twisting my hips like a drill, rubbing and rotating deep within her flower path.

Each hard thrust made Liu Qiong cry out "Ah!"—a moan of extreme pleasure. And each time I withdrew completely, she would let out an "Oh!"—a yearning moan of desire from the slight emptiness that followed fullness.

Aside from the creaking of the bed frame under immense pressure and the soft squelching sounds, the only other sounds in the room were these monotonous yet captivating "Ah!" and "Oh!"

Liu Qiong tightly hugged her legs, pressing them against me so I could thrust in and out more freely. With my efforts, she gasped and moaned repeatedly, emitting astonishingly lewd cries, but dared not utter a word.

I knew that although Liu Qiong had been forced to say lewd things before my penetration, getting her to say them now would be an even greater challenge. I felt I should guide her, get her to express her thoughts aloud, to exchange our views. So, while thrusting hard, I guided her, asking, "Qiong, is it good? How am I doing to you?"

"Mmm! Good… ah… Brother Qiang is so amazing." Liu Qiong hesitated slightly upon hearing my question, but still answered.

"Then say it out loud, don't keep it bottled up." I further tempted her.

"But… ah… it's so… oh… embarrassing…" Liu Qiong said haltingly.

"What's so embarrassing? It's just the two of us here. I want to hear how you feel right now." It seems I really have the makings of a teacher! I was patient and persuasive.

"Mmm! Brother Qiang, no, husband, I really like it when you do it to me... ah... oh..." Liu Qiong finally uttered her first words.

"Mmm! Little Qiong, I like doing it to you too, I really like inserting my penis into your cunt." I personally demonstrated, letting Liu Qiong know how to express her inner thoughts, letting her know that communication during sex is very important.

"Ah! Husband, my cunt feels so good... insert it harder, ah... so good... I like it so much." Liu Qiong finally got the hang of it, saying intermittently.

"Squeeze tighter, Little Qiong, squeeze harder, so good..." I said excitedly.

"Ah... I'm going to fly to heaven... so good..." Liu Qiong screamed.

Under the guidance of me, her future teacher, Liu Qiong finally realized how wonderful it was to express her inner feelings during sex, and she could now say it consciously and naturally.

Amidst Liu Qiong's lewd words, my virility soared, commanding my dragon to rampage and slash wildly in the dark passage inside her body, constantly advancing and retreating.

"Ah! Husband, I...I'm going to come." Liu Qiong's body suddenly stiffened, and she cried out loudly. I increased the speed and force of my thrusts, each time penetrating deep into her core.

Liu Qiong continued to cry out, "Ah...so good, so beautiful...I'm going to die...Darling husband, just kill me."

"Ah...I'm going to die..." Liu Qiong let out a long cry, her whole body convulsing and trembling, her limbs shaking wildly, the flesh walls on both sides of her flower path writhing rapidly, even tighter than before.

I felt a soft sensation at the tip of my penis, an exquisite tingling sensation like an electric current flowing through it, reaching the depths of my brain. A surge of excitement rose in my lower abdomen, and a torrent of fluid gushed out, pouring onto Liu Qiong's core. We reached the peak of passion at the same time, enjoying this wonderful feeling together, as if sweet rain had fallen, nourishing all things.

After nearly two hours of battle, Liu Qiong and I finally stopped and peacefully reconciled. Liu Qiong, drenched in sweat and limp and weak, leaned against my arm, her body glistening with tiny beads of perspiration, presenting a stunning beauty. Her eyes were hazy and dreamy, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, her whole being like a ripe peach, full of charm, intoxicating even before tasting it.

"Making love is truly a pleasure!" After a long while, Liu Qiong finally uttered this sentence with boundless emotion.

"Little girl, you've tasted the sweetness now? Hehe..." I chuckled.

"Yes! I want to make love with you every day..." Liu Qiong said softly.

I thought to myself, my God! After the transformation from girl to woman, a woman's personality changes so much! As a girl, she was shy about everything, but as a woman, she dares to say and do anything. Women are truly strange creatures.

"Hehe! You're so lewd, daring to say even this out loud, aren't you ashamed?" I suddenly reached out and tickled Liu Qiong's armpit.

"Hehe! Haha! Mmm! No, it tickles." Liu Qiong's silvery laughter rang out in the room. She quickly became breathless, her face flushed, and even her laughter changed, sounding like she was pleading.

Liu Qiong hugged me tightly, nestled against my chest, and said, "Brother Qiang, I want more!" Her tone was very firm.

Before I could answer, she flipped over and climbed on top of me, straddling me, and said in a condescending manner, "Do you know what it means to be condescending? This is what it means to be condescending. Since I'm high above, you have to listen to me, otherwise it's insubordination!" I thought to myself, is there such a theory? At the same time, I found Liu Qiong's impatience amusing, and I couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Are you in such a hurry? Do you know what it means to be too hasty? This is what it means to be too hasty."

"You bad boy, you're the one who's too hasty!" Liu Qiong's face flushed red, and she said coquettishly.

"Not in a hurry anymore? Okay, if you're not in a hurry, then I am! Don't think I'm being rough!" I said, then flipped her over and pressed her down, lifting my leg and thrusting my hips. My massive dragon swiftly passed through her flower path and entered her body.

"I don't mind, a strong man is a real man! Just fuck me hard! I love it when you fuck me hard," Liu Qiong cried out wantonly.

"You're quite deep too!" I commented while thrusting forcefully. To be honest, although Liu Qiong's flower path was narrow and small, it was quite long. I could only reach the depths of her flower core when I thrust all the way in, making sure my dragon was completely inside.

Liu Qiong closed her big eyes, her dark, shiny eyelashes were clearly visible to me, and her serene and beautiful face was presented before me. At this moment, she was contorted with pleasure, her face flushed, her small mouth making various shapes and constantly moaning, letting me ram wildly inside her.

More than an hour later, Liu Qiong and I reached our climax at the same time. Waves of pleasure crashed over our bodies and overwhelmed our minds. Soon, we fell asleep due to exhaustion and bliss.

When the sun climbed up the window, the sunlight slanted in, shining on the snow-white buttocks of the two naked people. This is what you call staying in bed even when the sun is shining on your buttocks.

When I woke up, Liu Qiong was no longer in bed; I had no idea where she had gone. "Gurgle!" A sudden rumble came from my stomach. I checked my phone—it was already afternoon. No wonder I was so hungry; even my stomach was protesting.

"Squeak!" The door opened, and Liu Qiong walked in carrying two lunchboxes. Seeing me sitting on the bed, she exclaimed happily, "Honey, you're awake? Get up quickly, wash up, and come have lunch."

I asked, "What did you buy?" Liu Qiong had changed her address; she no longer called me "Brother Qiang," but "Honey."

"I bought a lot of your favorite dishes: beef balls, oyster omelets, stir-fried beef with pickled peppers, and water spinach with garlic—four dishes in total," Liu Qiong said sweetly.

"Hehe! Why are you being so considerate today? You know how to treat me!" I asked with a smile.

"I'm always this considerate! Honey, you've worked hard today; of course, you need to nourish yourself properly," Liu Qiong said with a radiant smile and a shy expression.

"Oh! So that's how it is, I see..." I deliberately dragged out the "see," while giving Liu Qiong a suggestive smile.

"You rascal, you dare laugh at me? Watch out for me..." Liu Qiong said, raising her small fist to punch me.

"Come on! Let's see who hits whom." I dodged while tickling her armpits.

A burst of silvery laughter and hearty cheers filled the small room, joy spreading throughout the community, happiness floating across the vast sky.

We finished our lunch in this joyful and happy atmosphere.

I once again experienced the happiness that women bring me. If one woman can make me so happy, wouldn't it be even more joyful if I had several? As I thought this, a blissful smile appeared on my face. Little did I know that Liu Qiong had seen all of this, and I paid a heavy price for it.

"That rascal, I don't know what he's thinking, laughing so happily, humph! He doesn't even share his good news with me." Liu Qiong thought angrily, watching me, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch my arm hard.

"Ah!" I let out the loudest scream I'd ever heard since birth, a scream that shook the heavens and the earth, startling even ghosts and spirits. The excruciating pain in my arm made me jump up from the sofa.

"Are you trying to murder your husband?" I yelled.

"Hehe! I saw you laughing so intently, so I just wanted to disturb you, to interrupt you. Hey! What were you laughing about just now? You were laughing so happily?" Liu Qiong said with a grin, staring straight into my eyes. "Nothing, I just thought of something happy, so I laughed." I made up an excuse. How could I tell her what I was thinking? A woman's jealousy is the most powerful!

"Won't tell? You must be hiding something. Tell me, were you thinking about some girl?" Liu Qiong said, her eyebrows furrowed, raising her hand to pinch me again.

As a Taekwondo master, a true man, how could I allow the same person to hit me more than twice in the same spot? I reached out, grabbed Liu Qiong's wrist, and pulled her towards me. Liu Qiong fell over, and I took the opportunity to wrap my arms around her waist, laying her down on my lap.

"You bad guy, you bad guy! You just know how to bully me!" Liu Qiong pounded her chest with her small hands, complaining.

"Hehe! You're my wife, who else would I bully if not you? I'm going to bully you now." I said with a grin, while my hand reached out and cupped her full breasts. The soft, warm fragrance in my hands, even through the clothes, allowed my hand to fully feel the elasticity of her full, firm breasts.

"Mmm!" Under my caressing hands, Liu Qiong's pounding hands weakened, and she naturally let out a soft moan.

I gently unbuttoned her clothes and took off her bra, revealing a pair of firm, snow-white breasts, as white as two little rabbits, exposed to the air.

"You bad boy, oh... we just did it this morning... oh! Why do you want it again now... ah!" Liu Qiong weakly pushed my hands away, showing some resistance.

"Silly girl, this morning was breakfast, and this is lunch. Do you want it or not?" I said with a "hahaha".

"Huh? Three meals a day? Does that mean I have to eat again at night?" Liu Qiong exclaimed, a little overwhelmed.

I chuckled and said, "Yes! Confucius said, 'Food and sex are human nature,' which equates sex with eating, right? Besides, your mouth just had lunch, so your lower mouth needs to eat a little too! You can't favor one over the other!" If Confucius heard me explain him like this again, he would definitely be furious.

"Ah!" Liu Qiong cried out excitedly. Knowing she couldn't refuse me, she stopped pushing me away and responded passionately.

Her proud, snow-white breasts were a fatal temptation to me, absolutely lethal. Her breasts changed shape constantly in my hands, taking on irregular, abstract shapes. The two cherries on her breasts quickly ripened, becoming pink, round, and luscious, making my heart tremble. I lowered my head and gently took one into my mouth, sucking on it with relish.

Soon, this beautiful woman who had just been refusing me had a strong reaction. The shyness on her face disappeared, and moans filled the air, making her incredibly alluring.

"So hot...so itchy...so uncomfortable..." Liu Qiong, in a daze, felt a fire burning inside her, which quickly made her burning heart even hotter. Her beautiful eyes almost spit fire. Under the torment of desire, she let out unconscious moans, her previous composure completely gone.

I sucked for a long time, then raised my head and gently pulled down Liu Qiong's trousers and underwear. A jade-like figure, as if exquisitely carved from flawless jade, appeared before me.

I reached out and caressed and teased Liu Qiong's vulva, and soon, a thin, clear liquid seeped from that pink, tender crevice.

Liu Qiong could no longer resist my teasing. She cried out loudly, "Husband, stop! Hurry up and put it in! My cunt needs you to fill it!"

At her pleading, I roared, spurred myself on, and thrust my spear straight into Liu Qiong's beautiful, alluring pink crevice.

Liu Qiong cried out in pain, then let out a joyful shout. Her hands, like serpents, clung tightly to my body, thrusting her full hips in response, and we instantly engaged in a fierce battle.

Less than two hours later, we made love again, this time not on the bed, but on the sofa. The small room, which had been quiet for a short while, was once again filled with a captivating concerto.

After another long battle lasting more than two hours, Liu Qiong, after four consecutive orgasms, could no longer move. She collapsed onto the sofa, her limbs spread wide and limp, and had fallen into a deep sleep, her face showing utter exhaustion.

Seeing this, my heart softened, and I felt a surge of tenderness for Liu Qiong. My spirit relaxed, and my body convulsed as if electrified. My erection trembled violently, and a torrent of fluid gushed forth, showering down like sweet dew, drenching the depths of her flower.

After a whole day of battle, even the strongest man would tire. After releasing my life essence, I was powerless to continue. I collapsed onto Liu Qiong's full body, then slid down beside her and fell into a deep sleep. (
Chapter 6: Hero Saves the Beauty)

Night fell quickly, and many small lights began to illuminate the area outside the window. Further away, the dim yellow streetlights added to the allure of the endless night.

Liu Qiong stirred, finally waking up. Only then did I have a chance to pull my arm out from under her head. After being pinned down for several hours, my arm was almost numb and devoid of feeling.

Liu Qiong rolled over and nestled against my chest, gently tracing my firm muscles with her fingers, and said tenderly, "Husband."

I responded softly, "Hmm! Awake? Did you sleep well? Still tired?"

Liu Qiong said with hazy eyes, "I don't feel tired anymore after sleeping for a while. Making love is such a comfortable yet tiring thing. Husband, you're so strong, I'm afraid I can't handle it all by myself, what should I do?"

"Then just find a few more wives." I teased her with a frivolous look.

"You bad boy, you big pervert! But that's the only way, you're too strong, it's really hard for me to handle it all by myself. Every time I make love with you, I'm exhausted. In the future, as long as you have the ability, you can find as many as you want, as long as you love me." Liu Qiong said coquettishly, but she didn't object at all.

"Silly girl, of course I love you, I will always love you. No matter how many women I have in the future, I will always love you." I kissed Liu Qiong's pink face and said affectionately.

"Hmph! You men are all like this, all wanting three palaces and six courtyards, wanting to have women on both sides, you're all big perverts!" Liu Qiong unexpectedly started cursing again.

"Do you know what a man's true nature is? This is a man's true nature! Haha!" I said smugly.

"You bad guy..." Liu Qiong said, pretending to pinch me.

"Don't pinch me in such a hurry, what about dinner?" I asked quickly.

"It's so late, let's go out to eat!" Liu Qiong thought for a moment and replied.

"I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about what about your little brother's dinner?" I said with a wicked smile.

"You bad guy, you dare to play me! What does it matter to me if your little brother is hungry? Let it go hungry for a meal!" Liu Qiong said coquettishly.

"How is it not your business? What if it gets too hungry?" I asked with a pout.

"So it can't stand being hungry, then it deserves to get hungry!" Liu Qiong said equally wickedly.

"Then you won't be able to eat sausages when your lower mouth wants to in the future!" I threatened.

"Aren't there still two testicles?" Liu Qiong said nonchalantly.

"I don't care, the little guy can't go hungry." I said domineeringly.

I had my reasons for saying that. I'd always wanted Liu Qiong to use her mouth to serve me, but she always refused, so I hadn't enjoyed it yet, which was a real regret for me. So today I wanted to force her to say it herself.

"But husband, I really can't do it down there anymore. I feel a dull ache down there." Liu Qiong said pitifully. Thinking about how fierce and rough I was during sex, thinking about how big and hard my penis was, and how it lasted for more than two hours, she couldn't help but feel scared.

"Let me see." I said, getting up and spreading Liu Qiong's legs, carefully looking at her beautiful valley. Sure enough, the two thin labia hidden under the lush grass were red and swollen, obviously she couldn't do it anymore.

"Husband, how is it? Is it swollen?" Liu Qiong asked in a low voice.

"Hmm! It's a little swollen, we can't do it anymore." My voice was a little deep.

"Honey, what should we do? Will you feel uncomfortable if you don't do it? Do you really want to do it again?" Liu Qiong couldn't help but worry about me when she saw me like this.

"It's okay, it's okay, I can bear it." I forced a smile.

"I'm so useless, I can't even satisfy you sexually, honey, am I really useless?" Liu Qiong said with heartache when she saw me looking a little uncomfortable, her face showing a tearful expression.

"But if you can't do it, of course I have to bear it." I gently stroked Liu Qiong's hair and said softly.

"If my lower mouth can't do it, I still have my upper mouth!" Liu Qiong had been with me for a long time and knew how to tell jokes like this.

"Really? Will you give me oral sex?" I felt very hopeful and couldn't help but ask a little smugly.

Liu Qiong tapped my head hard with her finger, coquettishly saying, "You're such a lecher! I'm scared of you! Tonight I'll give you oral sex! Do you think I don't know what you're up to?"

"Hehe..." I scratched my head sheepishly, embarrassed that my scheme had been exposed.

"Honey, tonight I'll serve you with my mouth! Happy, aren't you! Who told you to be my husband?" Liu Qiong snuggled closer, speaking gently.

"Mmm! Long live my wife! I love you!" I hugged Liu Qiong tightly, kissing her cherry-like lips passionately to express my joy and excitement.

That night, I finally got what I wanted. Liu Qiong's full lips, her inexperienced oral skills, and her clumsy techniques made me feel like I was flying. I'll never forget that feeling.

"Ring ring!" The train bell rang one last urgent note, signaling the train's departure. The conductor stood at the door, shouting loudly, urging passengers who hadn't yet boarded to hurry. I slowly released Liu Qiong, kissed her alluring lips one last time, and then resolutely boarded the train.

Last night, I told Liu Qiong I was going home today to see my parents and would return in a week. I asked if she wanted to come home with me, but she said she had things to do at school and had already agreed to her advisor's recommendation to intern at a large state-owned enterprise. Since she had only been there for less than a week, it wasn't convenient for her to ask for leave, so I had to go back alone.

The whistle blew long, and the train rumbled loudly, slowly leaving Jiacheng City and heading towards Guangzhou.

Through the glass, I saw Liu Qiong waving at me, and a clear tear was clearly streaming down her face. I thought to myself, "It's only been a few days since I left, and she's already crying like a baby."

Although I was reluctant to leave, I had to go home to see my parents. In ten days, the senior students at Jiacheng Experimental Middle School would begin their make-up classes. When the school recruited me, they said they would nurture me and, to help me grow quickly, they wanted me to work as a teaching intern during the senior students' make-up classes.

Only after Liu Qiong disappeared from my sight did I turn around and sit down. I tilted my head slightly, squinting my eyes; to outsiders, it would look like I was dozing, but actually, I was secretly admiring a beautiful woman across from me.

The girl was very beautiful, around twenty years old, about 1.7 meters tall, with a slender figure, long flowing hair, an oval face, fair skin, and large, watery eyes.

She wore a short t-shirt, revealing her ample breasts, and a short skirt, exposing her long, white legs. At first glance, she evoked a strange impulse, making one want to reach out and touch her. She was truly a beautiful girl. With such a beautiful woman accompanying me on this journey, I figured it wouldn't be boring at all.

As soon as I boarded the train, I saw the girl. My heart skipped a beat, and I felt my mouth water. However, I didn't approach her. I'm the kind of person who gets very shy around strangers and rarely initiates conversations. Even in matters of love, I don't take the initiative easily. Luckily, I'm good-looking, so some women approach me; otherwise, I might be a bachelor for life. The

beautiful girl was sitting alone opposite me, flipping through a magazine. Her large eyes, beneath her long eyelashes, shone like black gemstones.

When the train arrived at Jieyang Station, it was already dark. Many people boarded at this station. Two young men, tall and strong, one with long hair and the other with dyed red hair, came on board. They looked arrogant. Although they weren't exactly burly, they had a thuggish air about them and looked like petty thugs.

The two men walked towards us from the train door, their four eyes constantly scanning the women sitting in the seats. Because there were few people, many seats were occupied by only one or two people, including the one occupied by the pretty girl and mine.

They quickly reached the girl opposite me, and their four eyes lit up simultaneously, lewd looks spreading across their faces. They leaned their heads together and whispered, seemingly discussing something, occasionally glancing at the pretty girl out of the corner of their eyes.

They quickly reached a consensus, and one of them lewdly said to the pretty girl, "Hey! Beautiful lady, all alone? You don't mind if we sit next to you, do you?" After he finished speaking, regardless of whether the pretty girl minded or not, the two of them sat down, squeezing the pretty girl into the window seat.

The beautiful girl blushed and shrank desperately towards the window, neither saying she minded nor didn't. Seeing her fear, the two men became even more brazen. The long-haired man next to her reached out and grabbed her shoulder, groping her and lewdly saying, "Beautiful lady, we want to be friends with you, how about it?"

The girl tried desperately to push the lewd hand away, but she was too small and weak to move it even an inch. She could only look at the two thugs in terror and pitifully plead, "No, no!"

The girl's pleas only fueled the thugs' lust. The red-haired man sitting outside reached out and groped the girl's slender waist through her clothes, eventually reaching inside and ravaging her smooth skin.

The beautiful girl was even more terrified, tears welling in her eyes. She looked helplessly at me, hoping I would wake up, but I remained with my eyes closed, showing no sign of waking. In the dim light of the night lamp, it was difficult for outsiders to see clearly what was happening. Finally, two tears streamed down the girl's face as she gazed at me with mournful eyes.

"Ah!" I suddenly yelled, stretching my arms upwards as if I had just woken up, then stared in astonishment at the two thugs' lewd actions. "Ah!" I screamed again.

Seeing that I was awake, a hint of joy appeared on the girl's terrified face. The two thugs, seeing that I was not only awake but also looking at them rudely, the long-haired man raised his free left hand, made a fist, and raised it at me, glaring at me.

The red-haired man threatened me in a low voice, "What are you looking at! This is none of your business, behave yourself!"

"I won't interfere, you guys continue! Just pretend I'm invisible," I said, feigning fear. I planned to lower their guard first, then strike decisively.

"Damn it! Don't look, close your eyes, hurry up!" the long-haired man threatened loudly, clearly a bully who preyed on the weak.

I cursed inwardly, "Damn it! They're too arrogant!"

I had originally planned to wait until the beautiful girl begged me for help before making my move, but these two thugs were too despicable, and I didn't want to tolerate them any longer.

I stretched out my right foot and kicked silently and swiftly from under the table, striking the long-haired man's knee. "Ouch!" the long-haired man screamed like a pig being slaughtered, his body naturally bending over, his hands quickly withdrawing from the beautiful girl's body, instinctively reaching for his knee.

I seized the opportunity to deliver a powerful punch, striking the long-haired man squarely in the nose where he had bent over. He let out another scream, his head snapping back to its normal position, a trickle of blood swishing through the air before dripping onto his body. Two streams of bright red blood flowed from his unsightly nostrils. The force of the impact left him dazed and disoriented, unaware of what had happened.

All of this occurred within thirty seconds. Before the red-haired man could even react, his companion was already wounded. By the time he realized what was happening, the long-haired man was slumped unconscious in his seat, his face covered in blood, two streams of blood still slowly flowing from his nostrils.

The red-haired man roared, then with a swift "whoosh," pulled a dagger from his pocket and lunged at me. His movements were lightning fast, his technique practiced; it seemed he had used this knife more than once.

I shifted my body to the side, then shrank back, instantly dodging the red-haired man's dagger. I reached out my left hand, grabbed his wrist, and squeezed hard. He screamed, feeling as if his wrist was being clamped by an iron vise, the pain excruciating. His fingers loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Then, I swung my elbow back, delivering a straight blow to the red-haired man's head with a loud "bang." His forward-leaning body immediately tilted backward, and he slumped back into his seat.

The red-haired man felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and before he could react, he only saw a dark shadow before his head was struck by the other man's elbow. His head immediately began to ring, as if someone was banging a drum inside, the pain excruciating.

"Ah!" the red-haired man screamed in agony, a "boom" echoing in his head, his eyes rolled back, and he immediately lost consciousness.

The beautiful girl stared wide-eyed and mouth agape in astonishment when I took down the long-haired man with a single punch. The fear on her face had vanished, and now, seeing me defeat a knife-wielding thug in one move—not only swift and agile but also incredibly strong—she couldn't help but feel admiration for me. Her previously tearful eyes immediately stopped, replaced by an expression of adoration.

Just as the red-haired man fell, a commotion erupted in the carriage ahead. Two police officers quickly pushed through the crowd and arrived. I think the long-haired man's screams must have woken up the nearby passengers, prompting someone to call the police.

After clarifying the situation, the officers learned that I had acted in self-defense, trying to save someone, and that the red-haired man's knife was evidence. So, they asked the beautiful girl and me a few questions and then stopped.

Then the officers poured two glasses of tap water and splashed them on the faces of the long-haired and red-haired men to wake them up. At first, the two thugs shouted that they were innocent, saying that I had bullied them, but faced with the overwhelming evidence, they finally lowered their heads and stopped talking. One officer took out handcuffs and cuffed their hands, then took them away, leaving another officer to take our statements.

The officer took the statement from the pretty girl first, then questioned me. Ten minutes later, the officer closed his notebook and said to us, "Thank you for your cooperation." Then the officer left.

After the officer left, the pretty girl leaned over and whispered, "Brother, thank you for saving me just now." Her face showed admiration and respect, as well as heartfelt gratitude.

I was secretly delighted, thinking, "The beautiful girl finally spoke to me, hehe! As long as she talks to me, things will be much easier. It's almost like I'm halfway there. I'm not far from winning her over. I should be able to win over another beauty soon."

I smiled and said, "Oh, it's nothing, just a small matter! I can't stand those hooligans. They're incompetent but cause trouble everywhere, and they even harass beautiful girls like you. They deserve to die!" As I spoke, I gave the beautiful girl a deep look, as if I had only just noticed her beauty, and I couldn't help but stare at her intently.

"Yeah! They're the worst! They're all social scum and trash. Luckily you stepped in just now, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do. Thank you so much." The beautiful girl, who had been looking down, suddenly raised her head and said gratefully to me.

Noticing my deep gaze, she blushed and thought to herself, "How can I stare at someone like that?"

A surge of joy welled up inside her. Although the man opposite her looked young, he exuded the charm of a mature man. She was quite confident in her own appearance, and seeing that he was already attracted to her beauty, she couldn't help but feel proud.

The pretty girl, who had just raised her head, lowered it shyly again and said softly, "Thank you, big brother. My name is Qiu Xinjie. You can just call me Xinjie."

I chuckled to myself, thinking, "Xinjie? Xinjie? Hehe! That's a strange name. Could it be that her parents had some kind of unresolved issue before having her?"

I smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. It was just a small favor. Don't worry about it. My name is Huang Qiang. You can call me by my name, or you can call me Xiaoqiang."

"Calling me Huang Qiang is too formal, and calling me Xiaoqiang doesn't sound very nice. It's better to call me Brother Qiang. So I'll call you Brother Qiang then. Brother Qiang, you're really amazing! You took care of those two thugs in just a few moves. You're truly my savior! Did you learn some kind of superior martial arts?" Qiu Xinjie tilted her head, her big eyes sparkling, and muttered a lot to herself before asking me happily.

Qiu Xinjie has always been fascinated by the world of martial arts, making her quite unique among girls. While other girls were reading romance novels by Qiong Yao, she was engrossed in the martial arts novels of Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng, and Gu Long. While other girls were shedding tears for love, she was immersed in the swordplay and intrigue of the martial arts world.

Because of her deep passion for martial arts, Qiu Xinjie greatly admired the characters, such as Li Xunhuan's unpredictable flying knife skills and Guo Jing's patriotic spirit. She always hoped to find a chivalrous hero in the real world to be her husband. Therefore, although many people pursued her from high school to university, she rejected them all, even remaining single during her four years of university, often considered the golden age for romance, all for this childhood dream.

Today, Qiu Xinjie finally discovered a martial arts master who could defeat a thug with a weapon in a single round—wasn't that the amazing skill of "disarming a sword barehanded"? Moreover, he was a chivalrous hero who would help those in need, and also the benefactor who saved her from humiliation. Don't beauties in novels always repay their saviors with their bodies? Don't beauties always marry heroes?

Qiu Xinjie realized her dream was almost a reality, and she couldn't help but get excited, a bright, happy smile spreading across her face.

"I'm not that great! I just practiced Taekwondo for a few years, what superior martial arts skills do I have?" I said modestly.

"Brother Qiang, tell me your Taekwondo story! There must be many touching and dramatic tales in it, I really want to hear them, okay?" Qiu Xinjie suddenly moved from her seat to the seat next to me, a smile of excitement on her face.

I thought to myself, why is Qiu Xinjie so obsessed with martial arts? I don't have any stories to tell, just the old tale of being taken in as a disciple by an old man by chance, who taught me Taekwondo but wouldn't let me call him master.

But seeing Qiu Xinjie's longing eyes, I couldn't bear to disappoint her. So I embellished my story, recounting how I studied Taekwondo while in high school, enduring countless hardships to reach where I am today, omitting the part about the old man.

Because my fabricated tale was based on fact, and because I'm a good storyteller, I made the otherwise dry story incredibly vivid and engaging. Qiu Xinjie listened with rapt attention, her expression one of utter fascination. She rested her chin on her hands, gazing at me with adoration, momentarily mesmerized.

We talked about everything under the sun, from international affairs to everyday life, nothing was off-limits. Our relationship quickly grew closer. Judging from the way Qiu Xinjie looked at me, she had fallen for me. Of course, much of it stemmed from her admiration for my martial arts skills. Regardless, she was now holding my arm, leaning against me as she fell asleep, completely trusting and dependent on me.

Qiu Xinjie is from Guangzhou and a graduate of the Department of International Finance at Sun Yat-sen University. She has already been admitted to the university's graduate program this year. During her vacation, she spent more than ten days visiting a classmate in Jiaxing City

and is returning to Guangzhou today. I turned my head to look at this innocent and beautiful girl. I saw her high nose gently twitching, her breathing even. Her high, firm breasts were pressed tightly against my arm, and I could clearly feel their fullness. She was indeed a beauty. The faint fragrance of her virginity wafted towards my nose, making me feel a surge of excitement. I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her and kiss her.

A surge of pride welled up inside me. I hadn't expected to develop such a close relationship with this beautiful woman so quickly. I was certain that she would soon lose her virginity to me again. At the same time, I couldn't help but think to myself, "How could you believe me so quickly? Do you know you've just escaped one danger only to fall into another?"

Chapter Seven: Train Encounter

"Hmm! Brother Qiang, what time is it?" Qiu Xinjie suddenly lifted her head from my arm, rubbing her sleepy eyes with her fingers, and asked lazily.

"It's still early, only a little past 11 o'clock. Why aren't you sleeping?" I turned my head, looking at her tenderly, and asked with concern.

"Hehe! I'm so sorry, I actually fell asleep leaning against you. It's all my classmate's fault. He stayed up very late last night. But your shoulders are really broad and strong. It feels very reassuring and comfortable to lean against them while sleeping." Qiu Xinjie saw me shake off the arm she had been leaning on and couldn't help but smile shyly. However, she immediately started praising my shoulders again, a dreamy look flashing across her face, as if she were lost in longing.

"Hehe! Aren't you afraid I'll take advantage of you while you're asleep? Let me tell you! I'm a wolf, a lecherous wolf from the North!" I teased Qiu Xinjie with a slightly probing tone. My home is in a county above Shaoguan, in the northernmost part of Guangdong, hence the nickname "Northern Wolf."

"Hehe! Don't be silly, how could Brother Qiang be a lecherous wolf? He doesn't seem like one at all!" Qiu Xinjie didn't buy it at all, pointing at me and laughing loudly. She paused, then suddenly whispered, "Besides, even if you were a lecherous wolf, I wouldn't be afraid. I'm willing to let you take advantage of me." After she finished speaking, her face flushed red, and she buried her head deeply in my chest.

I thought to myself, "No way? Such a big gift fell from the sky? This beauty is clearly tempting me and encouraging me! I'm having a lucky day with the ladies!" I was both

surprised and delighted. I didn't expect this little girl, Qiu Xinjie, to confess her love to me first, saving me a lot of trouble.

"Then I'll start taking advantage of you now," I said happily, my hand reaching for Qiu Xinjie's full, high breasts.

Qiu Xinjie gently closed her eyes, quietly waiting for my move. Her chest heaved violently, and I could clearly hear the loud "thump-thump" sounds coming from her chest cavity. She was clearly both expectant and nervous.

I wanted to tease Qiu Xinjie, to whet her appetite, not to let her have her way too quickly, so I left my hand hovering above her chest for a long time.

Qiu Xinjie kept her eyes closed, feeling both expectant and nervous. Her breasts, which she had preserved for twenty-two years, were finally going to be plucked. In these twenty-two years, only her own hands had touched them. She was very satisfied with her proud breasts, and she had always been looking forward to the appearance of her ideal hero so that he could touch them. Now she had finally found him, but it was the first time, and she couldn't help but feel nervous, so she simply closed her eyes.

Qiu Xinjie had hoped that the man she liked would take advantage of her and invade her breasts, but she had been keeping her eyes closed for a long time and her breasts were still empty; no one had come to pluck them.

Qiu Xinjie felt a pang of disappointment, thinking to herself, "Am I not pretty enough? Doesn't he like me? Or is he just saying it and too shy to actually touch my breasts? But the way he looks at me clearly shows he likes me and has feelings for me! And there's no one else here, and it's dark, no one can see!"

Qiu Xinjie's mind raced with wild guesses as she opened her eyes.

This was the opportunity I'd been waiting for, the effect I wanted. Seeing her open her eyes, I quickly moved my hand, tickling her slender waist, and whispered, "Hehe! You really want me to touch your breasts? You're so horny!"

"No! Hehe! It tickles..." Qiu Xinjie cried out, laughing desperately, twisting and turning in my arms, trying to escape.

"You bad boy...you...hehe! You dare...daring to tease me, I...I'm not playing anymore," Qiu Xinjie said coquettishly, laughing until she was breathless.

I stopped what I was doing and looked at Qiu Xinjie with a wicked grin. Her body was writhing, her full, firm breasts rubbing against my chest. Her pretty face was contorted with laughter, like a flower trembling in the wind. After a long while, she finally stopped laughing, panting heavily. Just then, I suddenly lowered my head and kissed her small mouth, instantly silencing her gasping

breath. At the same time, my hand covered her large breasts, kneading them forcefully. Qiu Xinjie, caught off guard by the sudden attack, didn't react immediately. With her mouth blocked, she made a "woo-woo" sound, and a surge of excitement quickly spread through her body.

After a moment of stunned silence, Qiu Xinjie slowly responded to my kiss, her small mouth clumsily responding to my kiss, licking and sucking my lips. Her delicate tongue had nowhere to hide under my assault and was quickly clung to mine. Then, she clumsily stirred, exchanging our saliva.

"So Qiu Xinjie doesn't know how to kiss yet! Such a beautiful girl doesn't know how to kiss? I'm so surprised! Heaven is really kind to me!" I was overjoyed and kissed Qiu Xinjie even more passionately, our tongues entwining and swirling in her mouth. My hands naturally increased their pressure, kneading her full, large breasts.

"Mmm!" Because Qiu Xinjie's mouth was covered by mine, she let out muffled moans. Otherwise, in this carriage where many people were already asleep, her moans would have been quite loud.

Qiu Xinjie felt a strange excitement. She never imagined that her first kiss would happen on a dark train at night. She had fantasized about her first kiss happening in all sorts of scenarios, but she never imagined it would be under these circumstances, with so many people around. She felt like she was being spied on, and a special kind of stimulation made her excited. Her whole body trembled slightly as if electrified, her body feeling both numb and tingly.

Qiu Xinjie's desire was very strong; she was quickly aroused by my teasing, trembling all over and letting out soft moans. After a long while, I finally withdrew her tongue, softening my touch and gently caressing her, watching her with a grin.

Qiu Xinjie was breathing heavily, her chest heaving even more, each rise and fall seeming to try and push my hand away—her breasts were incredibly elastic. At this moment, her face was flushed, her heart was pounding, her heart was fluttering, and her expression was dreamlike, as if she was still savoring the excitement and pleasure she had just experienced.

"How was it? Did it feel good to be touched by me? Do you like it when I touch you?" I asked Qiu Xinjie with a grin.

"Mmm! It's tingly and numb, so exciting, like an electric shock. But then it gets itchy, like a cat's claws are scratching inside me. I just want you to kiss me hard, to touch my breasts hard, and... and I feel like I'm getting wet down there." Qiu Xinjie said dreamily, describing it vividly. By the end, her face was flushed, and she lowered her head shyly, her voice barely audible.

"Do you like this feeling? Do you want me to continue?" I teased gently.

"Mmm! I want to, but I'm a little scared..." Qiu Xinjie glanced at me weakly, her eyes full of temptation, but she didn't finish her sentence.

"Scared of what? Scared of being seen by others?" I asked.

"I'm scared... I'm scared I won't be able to control myself and want you to take me right here." Qiu Xinjie's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

"Oh! So you're scared of losing your virginity here!" I was a little surprised by Qiu Xinjie's thoughts.

"I'm just a little scared. I don't want my first time here!" Qiu Xinjie said softly.

"So where do you want to lose your virginity?" I leered at her and pressed.

"I want...I want to...I can't say anymore, it's so embarrassing." Qiu Xinjie covered her face with her hands and said shyly.

"Then I won't continue. How about going to your school later?" I gently stroked Qiu Xinjie's fair face and asked.

"Okay! When you come back from home, I'll give it to you when you pass through Guangzhou, okay? Anyway, my body is only for you." Qiu Xinjie said softly and dreamily.

"Xinjie, why are you so good to me?" I lowered my head and gently kissed Qiu Xinjie's fragrant lips, then asked.

"Because...because I've fallen for you, you silly goose!" She gently tapped my head with her finger and said coquettishly.

"Hehe! Hehe..." I could only laugh foolishly.

Time passed quickly, and Qiu Xinjie went back to sleep. This time, however, she curled up, resting her head on my lap, and drifted off to sleep soundly. A sweet and happy smile naturally appeared on her lips, making her radiant and utterly alluring.

The train arrived at Guangzhou Station at four in the morning. I woke Qiu Xinjie up and saw her off. I had intended to take her straight home, but she said she had already notified her family to pick her up at the station before boarding, so I didn't need to see her off. However, I insisted on seeing her to the exit, wanting to see her off with her family so I could feel at ease.

Qiu Xinjie felt a sweet warmth in her heart, thinking to herself, "I knew I hadn't misjudged him. He really is a very considerate and reliable man, someone I can entrust my life to."

At the exit, Qiu Xinjie said she saw her father, then suddenly kissed me on the cheek and ran to him.

I watched Qiu Xinjie being picked up by her father at the exit before turning back to the railway tracks to wait for the train passing through Shenzhen.

Transportation from Jiachang City to Shaoguan is not very convenient; there are no direct trains. So every time I go home, I have to take a train to Guangzhou first, and then take another train to Shaoguan. Fortunately, Shaoguan is a major transfer station; 90% of trains heading north from Guangdong pass through Shaoguan, so I don't have to wait long to get on the train, and the timing is also convenient. I arrive in Shaoguan around 7 PM, and I can go directly to the station to take a bus back to Nanxiong County.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, an express train from Shenzhen to Luoyang slowly pulled into the station. When I got on, there were no seats left. The train attendant said there were only a few soft sleeper seats available. I thought that after sitting on the train for twelve hours without rest, I might as well sleep for three hours, so I bought a soft sleeper ticket.

I went to carriage number 19. Under the dim light, the passengers were all fast asleep. I found my berth by the faint light, sat down, and used my small suitcase as a pillow to lie down. I immediately felt relaxed, stretching out my limbs; it felt so much better.

To be honest, the twelve-hour journey from Jiachang to Guangzhou was really tiring, especially since Qiu Xinjie had to sleep with her head on my pillow, which made my arm numb.

But I couldn't fall asleep. I kept thinking about Qiu Xinjie, so innocent, shy, and infatuated with me. She was so charming and adorable, always ready to pout or smile. If we weren't on the train, I definitely would have slept with her by now. Sigh! What a pity! Thinking like this made it even harder for me to sleep, so I silently counted sheep in my mind, hoping to fall asleep quickly.

The night was very, very deep. The passengers on the train were long asleep. It was past four in the morning, a time when human willpower and vigilance are at their weakest. The police officers on the train had also returned to their rest rooms to sleep.

In the 20th sleeper car sat five men, ranging from their early twenties to their forties. Their attire clearly indicated they were involved in organized crime; they wore sleeveless vests or tight-fitting clothes, revealing their thick arms and well-developed muscles. Each wore a thick gold necklace, and their hair was not only different colors but also styled in various ways—one was bald!

One of the men, in his thirties, had a three-inch-long scar on his face, running diagonally from his right ear to the corner of his mouth, looking particularly menacing and terrifying under the dim nightlight.

The five men were currently discussing something, their faces filled with barely suppressed excitement. After a long while, the scarred man looked up, took a cigarette from his jacket pocket, and immediately a shorter young man lit it for him with a fawning smile.

The scarred man remained silent, simply smoking, while the other four men stared at him with expectant eyes, seemingly awaiting his command.

The carriage was deathly silent, broken only by the flickering light of the cigarette.

The scarred man suddenly took a few deep drags, slowly exhaling smoke. He stood up slowly, glancing at the four men, and whispered, "Listen carefully, all of you. Don't be arrogant. The most important thing is to get the money. If you can get it peacefully, don't resort to violence. Remember, we want money, not lives!"

"Understood, boss!" the four men replied in unison, lowering their voices.

"Good. Have you brought all the weapons? Check them," the scarred man ordered.

"Don't worry, boss. This isn't our first time doing this. We've got everything ready," a short, stout man said, patting his chest.

"Then be careful. I have a feeling something's off tonight; my eyelids keep twitching," the scarred man said worriedly.

"How could that be? This isn't our first time here. It's always gone smoothly. I don't think there will be any problems this time either. Are you overthinking it, boss?" a man with hair cut into a broom shape asked.

"I hope it's as you say. But everyone, be careful. If things look bad, retreat. Okay, let's move out!" the scarred man ordered.

"Don't worry, boss. We know what we're doing, and we know how to do it well," the four men said, their faces filled with eagerness and determination.

The scarred man took a deep drag on his cigarette, threw away the butt, and stomped it out fiercely. A glint of cunning flashed in his eyes as he said, "Alright, it's time. Second and Fifth, you two go straight to carriage seventeen and head back from there; Third and Fourth, you head back from carriage twenty-three. I'll stay here and keep watch on both sides. Remember, be quick. Anyone who doesn't cooperate will be dealt with according to the old rules. Now it's time. Meet here in thirty minutes. Move out!"

Except for the scarred man, the other four picked up their machetes, daggers, and other weapons and went to either side, leaving him alone, nervously smoking. For some reason, ever since he boarded the train in Shenzhen, his eyelids had been twitching, and he felt uneasy, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

The scarred man was originally from a mountain village in Henan. Four years ago, he came to Shenzhen, a place known for its gold mines, with a beautiful dream of striking it rich. He thought he could work hard, earn money, and support his family, but he was utterly disappointed soon after arriving.

The scarred man had barely stepped off the train onto foreign soil when his family stole the thousand yuan they had given him after selling their ox. He was then cheated by a fellow villager who embezzled his wages from six months of hard work on a construction site. Driven to desperation, he turned to crime.

At first, he only stole or robbed small items, but his boldness grew, and he began to rob people outright. Two years prior, he had met some brothers who swore brotherhood, forming the Five Dragons Gang. After discussion, they decided that robbing on trains was the easiest way, so the scarred man and his men began specializing in this activity. He

had been operating in this way for two years, and thanks to his caution and the obedience and unity of his brothers, they had never failed. But today, the feeling was unsettling, a feeling he had never experienced before. He couldn't help but wonder if he should cancel the operation.

The second and fifth brothers quietly passed through carriages 19 and 18, then arrived at carriage 17. Each wielding a sharp machete, they woke the sleeping passengers one by one, threatening them to hand over their wallets, cell phones, jewelry, and other valuables. The soundly asleep passengers, unaware of the impending doom, obediently handed over their valuables under the threat of the knives.

The two men swept through carriages 17 and 18 with lightning speed, encountering no resistance before reaching carriage 19.

The five people in carriage 19, except for me, were still immersed in their dreams, seemingly unaware of the danger that had approached.

Actually, I wasn't asleep when the second and fifth brothers passed through. When they returned to carriage 19, I recognized their footsteps. I opened my eyes a crack and immediately saw the gleaming knives in their hands. I knew I had encountered robbers, but I pretended not to notice, mentally considering how to defeat them.

The second man, the short, stout fellow, woke the sleeping passengers one by one. He brandished his machete, grinning menacingly, and said, "Everyone, shh... don't scream. We don't want to hurt you, we just want some money. Please have some compassion!" His tone was vicious, devoid of any emotion.

"Ah!" A girl sleeping in the bunk above me couldn't help but scream, then immediately covered her mouth tightly with her small hand, her beautiful eyes staring in terror at the two gleaming knives.

The others, still half-asleep, were completely awakened by the girl's scream. They immediately realized what was happening and stared in terror at the two men before them, no one uttering a sound, probably frozen in fear.

I also pretended to have just woken up, looking at them fearfully, but my eyes were fixed on the knives in their hands, searching for an opening, waiting for the right moment to strike.

The short, stout second brother was quite satisfied with everyone's performance and smugly laughed, "Don't be afraid, everyone. As long as you obediently hand over your cash and valuables, we won't hurt you." He then swept his fierce gaze across the group, suddenly saying in a menacing tone, "But I must warn you, don't move! Otherwise, my machete won't have eyes! Don't force me to do anything impolite. I don't want to hurt anyone, and I certainly don't want to see blood, so I'll have to ask you to cooperate. Can everyone be a little more civilized?"

The second brother's sharp eyes and icy tone made several passengers tremble involuntarily, so they all obediently climbed off the beds, reluctantly and slowly rummaging through their bags.

I also obediently stood on the floor, my hands rummaging in my pockets for a long time without producing anything.

"You bastard, don't try anything funny!" The second brother, seeing that I hadn't found anything after searching for so long, pointed his machete at me and cursed fiercely.

I knew my chance had come. Suddenly, I shot out my right hand like lightning, grabbed the second brother's right wrist, and twisted it hard. The second brother let out a scream of pain, and with a clang, the machete fell to the ground.

Before the fifth brother could react, my right foot kicked out with lightning speed, striking the fifth brother's right wrist, who had momentarily let his guard down. The fifth brother also let out a pig-like howl, and the machete first flew onto the roof of the car before falling to the ground with a clang.

Just as the second brother's machete hit the ground, I spun around and crashed into his arms. I flipped my wrist, bent my right elbow, and slammed it into his temple. With a loud "bang," before he could react, he felt a heavy blow to his head. His head throbbed, stars flashed before his eyes, and he instantly passed out, collapsing limply to the ground.

The fifth brother, only then realizing what was happening, raised his right foot and swiftly and viciously kicked me in the groin, simultaneously clenching his teeth to signal his companions.

"Damn, so ruthless! Trying to make me childless!" I thought to myself, a wicked glint in my eyes, a cold smile playing on my lips. My right foot moved faster than his, striking the fifth brother's shin with a sharp "crack!" The fifth brother screamed again, clutching his leg as he collapsed. That leg was probably ruined! Even if it healed, it would leave lasting damage.

"I will never show mercy to those who are ruthless to me. If you want me dead, I'll kill you first! Treating enemies is like sweeping away fallen leaves in autumn—ruthless and merciless. This is a principle I've always believed in. If someone treats me with respect, I'll treat them with even greater respect; if someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend them; if someone offends me, I'll retaliate first.

" "Second Brother, Fifth Brother, what happened?" The scarred man rushed over, only to see one lying motionless on the ground, the other clutching his right leg and howling in pain. The scarred man was startled.

He had rushed over after hearing their screams in less than a minute. Both men were quite skilled, and the second brother was the most skilled among the five besides the scarred man, and he even had a weapon. Yet both had been defeated, demonstrating how terrifying their opponent was. It seemed the scarred man's twitching eyelids had been a sign of this.

The scarred man began to regret his actions. His eyelids had been twitching more and more violently, and a growing sense of foreboding was creeping into his heart. Just as he was about to cancel the operation, he heard the screams of the second and fifth brothers. He couldn't help but shout in his mind, "Oh no, something's happened!" He rushed over.

The scarred man stared straight at me, who was standing in the aisle. Seeing how young his opponent was, he was even more terrified. It seemed this battle was likely to end badly. He slowly raised his machete, struck a pose, and said, "What's your name, friend? How dare you ruin our Five Dragons Gang's plans?"

I thought to myself, "So there are two more people. I must stall for time until the remaining two arrive before dealing with them all at once. I'm incredibly confident I can handle all three of them by myself. The scarred man in front of me looks like the leader; I'm sure I can render him powerless within five moves.

" "Listen, I'm not your friend, and you're not my friend. You're just a scumbag robber," I said contemptuously, curling my lip.

"Kid, you're asking for it!" A furious shout suddenly rang out from behind the scarred man, and two more men in their thirties rushed over; they must be the third and fourth brothers.

"Big brother, what happened?" one of them, wearing a gold necklace as thick as a dog chain around his neck, asked.

"I'm not sure. When I got here, the second and fifth brothers were already down," the scarred man said heavily.

"Damn it, I'll chop him down!" the man who had asked the question earlier cursed, and immediately charged at me.

"Third brother, be careful, he's strong!" the scarred man could only shout a warning, unable to stop him in time.

The third brother charged at me with his machete raised high, and the passengers in the same carriage couldn't help but shout in alarm, "Watch out!" I smiled slightly and gave them an OK sign, telling them I could handle it and not to worry.

"Ah!" the third brother shouted, his machete slashing fiercely at my right shoulder. I leaned to the left, pressed myself against the carriage wall, and narrowly dodged his blow. My hands shot out swiftly, grabbing his right hand with lightning speed. I raised my right leg, bent my knee, and slammed it into his chest.

Seeing the situation was dire, the scarred man and the fourth brother rushed forward, but the narrow passage only allowed one person to pass at a time, so they couldn't rush forward side-by-side, which greatly helped me.

A wicked glint flashed in my eyes again, and my right knee slammed fiercely into the third brother's chest. The third brother was now coughing up blood and completely powerless. I suddenly took a step back and kicked him hard with my right leg. The third

brother's body flew towards the scarred man running ahead like a kite with a broken string. Then I leaped forward, closely following the third brother towards the scarred man. Just as the scarred man reached out to catch the third brother, my right fist lashed out, delivering a powerful punch to the third brother's chest.

The scarred man who caught the third brother stumbled backward with a series of thuds, crashing into the fourth brother who was charging forward. Another loud bang echoed through the carriage. The scarred man, still holding the third brother, collapsed onto the fourth brother.

I lunged forward, placing my left foot on the scarred man's chest, staring intently at him. He struggled briefly but couldn't move an inch, finally giving up, his eyes dimming, his face turning ashen.

"What happened? What's going on? Where are the robbers?" two police officers rushed from carriage 21, shouting.

"These are the five of them," I said, pointing to the scarred man and his group.

"Yes, it's them! Thanks to this young man, otherwise we would have suffered a huge loss!"

"This young man subdued them; he's really brave!" the passengers in the carriage chimed in.

"You took down all five of them by yourself?" the police officer asked, looking at me with surprise.

"Hmm! Since you're here, I'll leave it to you. I'm so tired!" I said, stretching.

"How did you break his leg? And his sternum... Good heavens! You went too far!" A police officer looked at their injuries and said in surprise.

"You have to be ruthless with people like that. Besides, this was self-defense. If I didn't go all out, how could I have beaten them with those machetes? I probably would have been hacked to death by now." I said nonchalantly. The

surrounding passengers all spoke up for me, so the police didn't pursue the matter of me causing the injury. They took out handcuffs and cuffed the robbers' hands. Since they were caught red-handed, the police asked the passengers a few questions, let them identify their belongings, and then took the five men away.

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