Female Police Officer Hell 3: Gunfire and Storm (Complete)

(Part 1)

Late at night, the Nanlong City Public Security Bureau compound was brightly lit. A dozen police cars of various types, waiting in place,

were silent despite their flashing lights. A sudden burst of footsteps, like a storm, and nearly a hundred fully

armed . Once outside, they quickly split into several groups and boarded their respective police cars. Judging from their uniforms, there were

officers in dark blue peaked caps from the criminal investigation team; members of the armed police detachment in camouflage uniforms with green helmets; and riot police in black

uniforms , carrying miniature automatic weapons.

Instantly, the quiet compound was filled with the rumble of cars and the blaring of sirens. All the fully loaded police cars filed out of the city bureau

gate, forming a torrent that rushed towards the western suburbs of Nanlong City.

Sitting in the command car was a towering middle-aged man, Xia Guodong, the director of the Nanlong City Public Security Bureau. His square,

resolute face was furrowed with thick eyebrows. Stroking his throbbing temples, he couldn't help but recall the scene from half an hour earlier.

During a criminal investigation meeting discussing the disappearance of Special Investigations Unit detective Xia Xiaoyang, Secretary Cai suddenly delivered an urgent directive from

the provincial department . The city's largest gang, "King Kong Society," and the provincial capital's "Mad Wolf" gang were scheduled to

conduct an arms deal that evening. According to intelligence, the deal involved over thirty automatic pistols, submachine guns, and sniper rifles

, along with a large quantity of ammunition, grenades, high explosives, and tear gas. This was likely part of the weapons stolen last month from the arsenal of the 34373 unit

stationed .

The provincial department ordered an immediate operation to apprehend all gang members during the transaction and recover the stolen weapons.

An undercover officer from the National Security Bureau, "Ice," would be assisting in the operation. Looking out the window at the large troop of people rushing towards them, Xia Guodong

couldn't help but grip the armrest of his leather seat tightly. His niece, Xiaoyang, had been missing for a full week, and the investigation was still

stalled. At this critical juncture, this major case had arrived, forcing the search efforts to

take a backseat .

Following closely behind the command vehicle was an armored off-road riot control van. The white

"police" logo gleamed on its black exterior. Inside sat a small squad of male and female

officers from the "Nanlong City Riot Police Brigade." They wore black uniforms, bulletproof vests, black alloy helmets, and carried miniature walkie-talkies. Their

attire resembled that of the US military. Ouyang Lingling was one of them. In her early twenties, Lingling had a baby face,

crescent-shaped eyebrows, a small nose, and rosy lips—all exuding a charmingly naive innocence.

Upon graduating from police academy, she applied to join the riot police brigade's special operations team. Her reason? Ordinary police cases

weren't exciting enough! If it weren't for her computer skills, excellent marksmanship, and decent hand-to-hand combat abilities, the special operations team wouldn't have wanted

her. She was energetic, worked tirelessly, and acted impulsively. Within a year in the police force, she was nicknamed "Pretty Li Kui" (a play on words, implying a sharpshooter's wit and charm).

At this moment, clutching her MP5, she lightly tapped her high-top military boots with their closely buckled buckles, muttering to herself, "

Why aren't we here yet!"

*** *** *** ***

Meanwhile, beside a large pond in a brickyard in the western suburbs, ten Buick Regals

stood in a circle, their front wheels facing inwards. The bright headlights illuminated the area as if it were daytime. Qi Jingxuan looked towards the other side and saw

a dozen thugs dressed in black suits and ties, their large sunglasses almost completely obscuring half their faces.

The two leading men were a tall, blond-haired young man with a row of small silver earrings—"War Wolf" Hong Fei from the "Seven

Wolves of the Gale." Seeing a tall, stunningly beautiful woman standing beside him, Qi Jingxuan's heart

pounded wildly.

The woman was extremely beautiful, with a high nose bridge and large black sunglasses that obscured her eyes. She leaned casually against

the car, yet possessed an aloof, icy air, like a goddess. Her long, black hair was styled in a bun with a hairnet,

revealing her slender neck. Even

a black high-necked trench coat couldn't conceal her curvaceous figure; her long legs were encased in high-heeled boots. The thin, soft boot shafts clung tightly to the lines of her calves, gleaming with a healthy

sheen . Qi Jingxuan had never seen a figure so perfectly combine a dashing, alluring style with such captivating charm.

"Damn, no wonder she's from the provincial capital. It's worth sacrificing twenty years of my life for her!" Xiong Tianxing swallowed hard

.

"Business is business! Old Xiong, don't interfere!" Qi Jingxuan frowned, glancing at

Xiong Tianxing, the head of the "Flying Bear Hall," before the two of them, carrying their briefcases, walked over.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Hong Fei took the briefcase, weighed it in his hand, and tossed it to one of his men without even glancing at it. With a wave of his

hand, a pickup truck pulled up. Lifting the tarpaulin on the truck bed revealed several long wooden crates. Opening

the crates , Qi Jingxuan and Lao Xiong were overjoyed. Brand new long and short weapons gleamed with a dark light, and

tens of thousands of rounds of gleaming yellow bullets were neatly arranged inside.

Just then, Qi Jingxuan's cell phone vibrated violently. It was his

dedicated phone for communicating with his behind-the-scenes boss, "Old Man Tian." Opening the flip phone, he saw a message flashing on the screen.

"Damn it, the police will be here in a dozen minutes! Retreat!" Qi Jingxuan shouted.

The crowd immediately stirred.

"Don't move! Hands up!" A crisp, cold voice

froze the previously agitated crowd like puppets.

"Wolf Warrior" Hong Fei slowly turned his head, only to see a small, silver Browning pistol held in

the hand of the cold, beautiful woman behind him, the dark muzzle pointed at his chest.

"Miss Lin, you... what... are you... doing?" Hong Fei said coldly,

each word distinct and expressionless. His narrowed wolf eyes gleamed sharply. Wasn't she

the special envoy sent by the Hong Kong Heavenly Dragon Society to contact them about the secret drug trafficking route? For a month, she had been treated like an honored guest by the "Wolf King." With the police approaching,

how could she explain her actions now?

"Lin Xueyi has been arrested, and I am Han Bing, an investigator from the National Security Bureau! You have been arrested too!"

The cold, beautiful woman removed her sunglasses, her phoenix eyes shining like stars, staring intently at everyone. The cold, beautiful woman, Han Bing, was none other than

"Bing," the investigator sent by the National Security Bureau to infiltrate the "Mad Wolf" organization. As soon as she finished speaking, the woman's right hand remained still, while

her left hand swiftly caught another Browning pistol that slid out of her sleeve, raising her hand with lightning speed. "Bang!" A

crisp gunshot rang out, and a thug who had been secretly drawing his gun was shot to the ground!

At this moment, Han Bing felt a surge of anxiety. He only had eleven bullets left in his dual pistols, while the opposing gunmen numbered

nearly thirty. Among them, the two leaders of the Mad Wolf and the Vajra Society were no ordinary fighters. If the main force didn't appear soon, he feared the situation would be difficult to control on

his own .

"So...that's...how...it...is...it...like...! Then die!" With a howl, Zhanlang

lunged at Han Bing. He thrust his hands into his chest, and from his free hands appeared two steel wolf claws, gleaming coldly, four

foot- long blades aimed straight at the woman's face. Han Bing retreated hastily, her twin pistols firing fiercely at Zhanlang.

Several shots struck Zhanlang's chest, sparks flying, followed by a series of clanging sounds as his bra ripped open,

revealing a dark steel breastplate underneath. The steel claws were already close, the cold

chill radiating from his delicate nose. Suddenly at a disadvantage, Han Bing twisted her body with all her might, her slender waist bending at an incredible angle,

barely avoiding the fatal blow.

"Tear!" With a ripping sound, Han Bing's black trench coat was caught by the claws, torn in half,

leaving a short section resembling a short jacket around her abdomen. The belt snapped and fell to the ground, leaving several

claw marks . Because of the broken belt, the hem of the lime-green V-neck shirt rode up, revealing a section of her snow-white waist. The short leather skirt

sagged slightly, and the top edge of the black fishnet stockings covering her lower abdomen was torn with a small heart-shaped tear.

"That was close!" Han Bing thought to herself, relieved. She threw away her empty-handed pistols and leaped into the air, her booted

legs a whirlwind of kicks, temporarily forcing "War Wolf" back.

With a long howl, Hong Fei closed in again, his wildly flailing claws like a deadly net enveloping Han Bing.

Qi Jingxuan, while ordering his men not to fire and to quickly move the collected goods, joined Xiong Tianxing in flanking Han Bing from the left and

right . Xiong Tianxing had studied at the Songshan Martial Arts School for many years. He grabbed a large stick and swung it

like a whirlwind at Han Bing. Qi Jingxuan, meanwhile, launched piles of tiles at her. Amidst the relentless

onslaught, Han Bing moved like a graceful butterfly, darting and twirling. Though unable to break through

the encirclement of the three masters, she held her own for the time being.

As time ticked by, Han Bing's whirling movements gradually lost their agility. Due to the intense

fighting , her short leather skirt, now without a belt, kept slipping down. The black stockings that had faithfully covered her waist

were torn wider and wider along the gapes, the upper edges tumbling down to the widest part of her shapely buttocks, completely exposing her snow-white waist.

Below her waist, even the narrow white thong and the alluring shadows between her pink buttocks

were clearly visible .

Seeing the urgency, Qi Jingxuan took an iron chain from his subordinate and pounced forward, aiming for Han Bing's landing point as she

flew through the air , focusing his attack on her lower body. Instantly, Han Bing was placed on the defensive, struggling to defend herself, clearly unable to

withstand the onslaught. In an instant, several more pieces of her clothes were torn by wolf claws, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin. With

a clear whistle, Han Bing leaped into the air. Ignoring the combined attacks of Qi Jingxuan and Hong Fei, she rushed into Xiong Tianxing's attack

, channeling the internal energy of her family's Zizai Sect to strike Xiong Tianxing's abdomen with both palms. The old bear let out a muffled groan and

fell into the pond with a "plop," splashing water everywhere. At the same time, Han Bing felt a

sharp pain as Qi Jingxuan's iron chain swept across her, striking her solidly. A trickle of blood

flowed from the corner of Han Bing's cherry-red mouth, indicating a serious injury.

Seeing the old bear fall into the pond, Hong Fei flew into a rage. His rage intensified. His sharp claws danced up and down, making it increasingly

difficult for to defend herself. The hairnet covering her long, black hair was torn, and her cascading hair flew wildly, reaching her waist.

Hong Fei kicked her in the chest, leaving her no chance to dodge. Han Bing, using the last of her strength, met the flying kick with both palms against

the hard , using the momentum to retreat. Instantly, a graceful figure flew three zhang (approximately 10 meters) like a kite with a broken string. Han Bing

felt a darkness before her eyes, and her body landed with a splash in the pond.

The water wasn't deep, just up to her chest and abdomen. Just as Han Bing was struggling to sit up, her right ankle suddenly tightened. A large

hand shoved her slender waist hard, and her alluring body fell into the water

again pressed her down to the bottom, and a large amount of icy water choked her mouth and nose, making her see stars. After several struggles,

exhausted, Han Bing felt her consciousness gradually fading away.

It turned out that the tough and thick-skinned Xiong Tianxing had only suffered minor injuries after being knocked into the pond. After a short rest, this

strong man who had spent eight years in the Songshan Martial Arts School had already rolled over and gotten to his feet. Just then, Han Bing, who had been thrown back by the impact, fell into

the water not far away. Old Xiong quickly scrambled forward, grabbed the woman's ankle, and flipped Han Bing into the water. He then grabbed her

hair violent struggle ceased

. Old Xiong tucked Han Bing under his arm and climbed ashore.

The two men on the bank were overjoyed and joined Old Xiong in pinning the icy woman to the ground…

At this moment, the dozen or so gunmen brought by Hong Fei had already engaged in firefight with the arriving armed police outside the brick factory.

A dense barrage of gunfire erupted instantly. The ruthless thugs fought desperately, and after suffering three dead and five wounded,

a large number of armed police finally stormed into the courtyard.

Surrounded by them, Xia Guodong arrived at the center of the courtyard. The scene was a mess; a dozen or so thugs, killed in action

, lay scattered on the ground. Beside a large puddle of water, a tattered black trench coat lay torn to pieces.

A leather skirt, tall leather boots, briefs, and a milky-white bra lay scattered

nearbynearby still reflected the red and blue light of police flashing lights.

"Chief, the tracker… could it be… Bing…?" Cheng Liang, the head of the technical investigation section, picked up an earring and dejectedly

turned off the tracking device. Xia Guodong picked up a black high-heeled boot from the ground,

reached into the narrow space, and felt a faint warmth in his palm.

"Split up and chase her…"

*** *** *** ***

Just a few minutes earlier, the three top gangsters by the pond had finally captured Han Bing, an undercover

agent . Holding down the stunningly beautiful woman, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns, the three men were panting heavily.

"Take this woman back; I'm going to teach her a lesson!" Old Xiong huffed.

"This bitch is an undercover cop; she must have a tracking device. Strip her naked, leave her nothing!"

The three men immediately began frantically stripping Han Bing of her clothes. Suffering from internal injuries and already unconscious from choking,

Han Bing struggled a few times, perhaps subconsciously. But her weak resistance was no match for three enraged

men!

Old Xiong used his knee to press Han Bing's lower back, pinning her to the ground

. He spread his left hand, fingers outstretched, and grabbed the woman's hands behind her back. With his right hand, he grabbed her collar and ripped it open. With a sharp "rip,"

the two layers of at Han Bing's chest, half of them ripped away.

With the bra strap snapping, a large expanse of snow-white skin was exposed on her right shoulder and back. Qi Jingxuan swiftly dragged

Han Bing over, grabbing her breasts and stripping off her bra and several layers of clothing. A pair of pert, firm breasts suddenly broke free

of their restraints, bouncing a few times in the woman's arms. Cherry-like nipples stood erect in the center of bright red areolas, protruding forward

. Qi Jingxuan swallowed hard, feeling his manhood hard as steel!

Han Bing's ivory-like upper body was now completely naked under the moonlight. The cold sensation caused the unconscious woman

to let out a soft "Mmm!" and twist her body. Old Xiong quickly tightened his grip on Han Bing's hands, which were clenched behind her

back, and pressed the woman's delicate body down onto his bent left leg.

Qi Jingxuan slipped his hands around the woman's waist, grabbed the top of her short skirt, and ripped it down hard. The skirt, pantyhose, and

underwear were all pulled up to her thighs, exposing her jade-like pink buttocks to the cold air

.

Hong Fei, who was squatting at Han Bing's feet, had already stripped off the woman's boots and tossed them aside.

He held her two long, straight legs, encased in black fishnet stockings, slightly bent, and her fair feet in his hands, and

cupped them before his eyes. Together, the three of them lifted Han Bing off the ground. Qi Jingxuan and Hong Fei reached under Han Bing's thighs,

tore open her leather skirt, and threw it on the ground. They rolled up the fishnet stockings and panties together, slid them over her shapely, firm legs, and

peeled them off Han Bing's feet.

At this moment, Han Bing slowly woke up. She found that in no time, all her clothes had been stripped off.

Even her earrings, hair clips, rings, and necklace were thrown on the ground. Naked and limp in the arms of the three men, she was powerless

to struggle. Old Xiong picked up the long black fishnet stockings he had just pulled off Han Bing's legs, pressed them to his nose, and sniffed

them . Then, pinching her round and pert buttocks, he

grinned lewdly , "This woman is fucking hot!"

As he spoke, he twisted Han Bing's hands behind her back and tightly bound them with the stockings. Hong Fei and

Qi Jingxuan worked together to bring the woman's delicate legs together and bind them firmly with iron chains. Her strong and elastic legs were bent

behind her back and tied together with Han Bing's waist-length hair. After taking one last look at the stars in the night sky, a black cloth was

put over Han Bing's head. She felt herself being lifted up and roughly shoved into the carriage.

"How could this be!" The icy woman let out a long sigh...

*** *** *** ***

Following a shallow water trail, the riot police's special case team's SUV chased after the criminals

towards . Under the chief's orders, the entire police force split into several groups to pursue the criminals in different directions.

Special case team leader Fu Yumei noticed a water stain on the ground near a pond that appeared to have been run over by a car, and

led her team in pursuit. After about half an hour of full speed ahead, they spotted a speeding container truck about half a kilometer ahead. They were

getting closer and closer, only about two hundred meters away.

Fu Yumei turned on the loudspeaker: "Listen up, people in the car ahead! We are the police, stop immediately!" Her clear

and authoritative voice echoed on the highway in the valley.

The container truck showed no sign of stopping. The roof of the truck opened, and a gunman leaned out, firing wildly at the riot police vehicle with a

Type 81 automatic rifle.

"Chase after them!" Fu Yumei commanded, her almond-shaped eyes, clear and bright, fixed intently

on the road ahead beneath her thin, sword-like eyebrows. The riot control vehicle, accelerating at full speed, came crashing into the car in front.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" A burst of gunfire erupted, and the gunman on the roof of the car tumbled to the ground. Without waiting for

her team leader's order, Ouyang Lingling leaped onto the roof of the riot control vehicle and fired a long burst, taking down the gunman. Taking advantage of the two vehicles slowing down as they turned, she leaped

onto the container truck. The riot control vehicle, trying to avoid the falling gunman, braked sharply, momentarily leaving the truck

some distance behind.

Lingling, having jumped onto the roof of the truck, jumped into the open container and nimbly rolled over, raising her gun and

looking around. In the dark truck bed, a large canvas covered a bulging wooden crate, the edge revealing half of the crate. The conspicuous

white "Military" character on the crate filled Lingling with joy. It was the stolen weaponry! She had done it! Lingling pulled out the empty

magazine and threw it on the ground. "If I force the driver in front to stop, I'll be all set!" the little girl thought happily.

Suddenly, her hand, which had just reached for the spare magazine at her waist, was grabbed. Before she could even turn to the side, a large foot

kicked across her chest, and with a clang, the submachine gun fell to the ground.

Startled, Lingling quickly spun around and kicked her left hand free, then rolled and sprang

to her feet, looking up. The canvas was lifted, and two burly men jumped out. Beside the wooden crate, a woman's crystal-clear,

jade-like body lay naked on her side. Her hands and feet were tightly bound behind her back with chains. Her

mouth was tightly covered, and her bright, star-like phoenix eyes stared anxiously at her.

It turned out that the men on top of the crate had been killed, and someone had been discovered boarding the vehicle. Inside the carriage, Hong Fei and Lao Xiong quickly tucked

the stripped and bound "Ice Girl" Han Bing under a canvas. Another gunman tightly covered

Han Bing's mouth to prevent her from making a sound. When they saw that only one policeman had rushed in and hadn't noticed them, Lao Xiong

jumped up and attacked.

"Huh?" Lao Xiong was quite surprised after being easily freed. When he saw that the other party was a young

girl he grinned lewdly. "Don't shoot, take her alive!" Lao Xiong and Hong Fei surrounded them.

The other gunman jumped up, opened the back door, and threw a grenade at the pursuing police car. With a loud bang, the police car,

which was trying to avoid attack, came to a stop against a boulder on the side of the road, a puff of smoke coming from the hood.

The situation changed drastically. With a shout, Lingling pounced on him. A barrage of punches and kicks landed on Lao Xiong's stomach.

But the fat man in front of her chuckled nonchalantly and swung his giant hand at Lingling's right shoulder. Ouyang

Lingling lowered her shoulder and retreated, but her back slammed against the truck wall, and Xiong Tianxing still grabbed her shoulder. In a moment of desperation, the little

girl spun around and kicked again.

"Ha, this time it won't work!" Hong Fei, who had been waiting for an opportunity, laughed wildly and suddenly grabbed Lingling

's left leg, which she had just kicked, and lifted it into the air. At this moment, the truck made a sharp turn, and several people lost their footing and fell to the ground.

Old Xiong and Hong Fei took the opportunity to press down on Lingling, grabbing the policewoman's wrists and holding them tightly above her head. In the urgency

, Lingling saw Han Bing's bound body being thrown beside her. Thinking quickly, she stretched out her leg and

kicked Han Bing out of the open truck door, where he landed in the roadside bushes.

Hong Fei cried out "Ah!" and was about to get out of the truck to chase after him. The speeding truck had already covered dozens of steps in the blink of an eye.

Outside. Seeing five or six fully armed policemen approaching on foot from afar, Hong Fei had no choice but to give up.

Old Xiong had already tightly gripped Lingling's arms, pressing her delicate face down to the ground. Hong Fei and

the gunman grabbed the young policewoman's struggling legs, pulling off her high-top military boots. They used the shoelaces

to tie her feet together. Old Xiong also freed his hands, stomping on the walkie-talkie that had fallen to the ground, and then used

Lingling's belt to tightly bind the young policewoman's hands.

The riot police car was damaged by the explosion and could not start. Fu Yumei and several officers got out of the car and gave chase. They only saw the naked body of a woman, unconscious, lying by the roadside after she rolled out of

the truck . Looking at the

truck disappearing into the valley, she couldn't help but curse angrily, "Damn it!"

*** *** *** ***

The conference room of the Nanlong City Public Security Bureau was filled with smoke. Seated around the long table were

the heads . Everyone wore furrowed brows and grave expressions. A dozen cigarettes emitted wisps of bluish-gray smoke.

Conspicuously seated beside the bureau chief was a young

woman . Her jet-black hair was styled in a bun, and the high collar of her dark blue suit jacket revealed a crisp, white shirt, giving her a sharp

and capable appearance. A delicate platinum necklace gleamed subtly on her long, slender neck. A hint of weariness lingered in her bright, star-like

phoenix eyes, and her fair face was slightly pale. This was

Han Bing, the deputy head of the Intelligence Section of the Sixth Division of the National Security Bureau, who had been rescued the previous night.

Many of those present had witnessed the forced removal of her women's underwear and its subsequent scattering on the floor, and had heard that

Han Bing had been rescued naked. Looking at the beautiful woman before them, many couldn't help but let their imaginations wander,

conjuring up images of the erotic scene.

The emergency meeting had been going on for nearly two hours. Director Xia Guodong cleared his throat and said, "Last night's

operation was basically a failure. Although the riot police's special task force tracked down the suspect and killed one person, one

officer is also missing. In less than ten hours by noon today, eight violent and serious incidents have occurred throughout the city. It is

understood that this is the work of the city's largest gang, the 'King Kong Society.' Their intention is obvious: to distract our

pursuit efforts and ensure the safety of the stolen weapons."

"Last night's operation failed because of a leak. There are gang informants within the public security system!" A crisp

voice came from Han Bing, who was sitting to the side.

The crowd in the meeting room stirred for a moment, and dissatisfied and suspicious eyes were all fixed on Han Bing.

"Section Chief Han, the bandits possessed a large number of military weapons and only managed to escape because of their superior firepower! In addition, the bandit leader is

cunning , ruthless, and highly skilled... I'm sure you, Special Commissioner Han, are well aware of this!" Deputy Criminal Police Huang Zhigang

said sarcastically.

"You..." Han Bing glared angrily at the sickly-looking playboy. A flush instantly

rose to her pale face. It was an undeniable fact that she had been captured and stripped naked by the three gang leaders last night, and that bastard

's accusations were impossible to refute.

"Alright, stop arguing! I declare a state of emergency for the entire bureau. The Special Case Team of the Riot Control Brigade, led by

Team Leader Fu Yumei and Special Envoy Han Bing, will conduct reconnaissance in the Yulong Mountain area. Deputy Section Chief Han, please cooperate!" Xia Guodong

asked Han Bing for her opinion.

"Okay!" Han Bing could only nod in agreement.

*** *** *** ***

More than 300 kilometers west of Nanlong City, in the heart of Yuquan Mountain, a villa covering more than 20 acres sat nestled in

a mountain valley .

In the center of the courtyard, a gray-blue castle-like building had four floors above ground. A small container truck was parked

in front of the building. Three or four burly men jumped out of the car. The leader shouted, "Sixth Brother, quickly get the goods unloaded. Open

the red room, I need it right away!" On Old Xiong's shoulder was a petite policewoman, her hands and feet bound, struggling incessantly

. It was none other than the captured Ouyang Lingling.

Her face was flushed red, and her mouth was stuffed with a bulging white cloth. Her two bare, delicate white feet

were pressed together, her big toes tightly bound with shoelaces. Lingling clung to Old Xiong's shoulder, her black

uniform trousers pulled down to her knees, a large, hairy hand kneading her

round .

"Brother Xiong, Brother Xuan, everything's ready!" A handsome, long-haired young man led a large group of his men out of the small building

to greet them. It was Hu Feng, the leader of the "Flying Fox Hall" of the "King Kong Society. "

"Is this the policewoman you arrested? Isn't she like Jolin Tsai? I like her!"

This villa originally belonged to Hong Kong businessman Chen Yaohui, who invested in developing the Yuquanshan Tourist Resort three years ago.

Unable to withstand the threats and harassment from the King Kong Society, he sold it at a low price. Now it's a secret stronghold of the King Kong Society,

where Hornet and his twenty-odd henchmen are based. The

group escorted them to the "Red Room" in the basement. Ouyang Lingling was suspended in the center of the room, her hands raised high, her fair toes barely touching the ground. Someone pulled out a cotton sock from her mouth, and after a violent cough, the policewoman cried out, "Bastards! Let me go right now!...I'm a police officer!" 　　"Haha! This idiot girl is still dreaming!" The thugs burst into laughter. Hornet reached out and pinched the policewoman's cheek, the pain bringing tears to her eyes. 　　"Listen to me, you don't get to speak here!...Strip her naked!" 　　Hornet turned and ordered his men. Two thugs immediately rushed forward and grabbed Ouyang Lingling's struggling body . With a clang, her belt and bulletproof vest were thrown to the ground. A single-edged dagger pierced through the back of Lingling's collar and slashed downwards. 　　With a soft "ripping," her uniform and several layers of clothing were torn in two, exposing the girl's snow-white back to the cold air. Lingling was both ashamed and angry. She tried to kneel down at the burly man in front of her, but he grabbed her legs and lifted her up . The man behind her reached out from both sides of her neck and grabbed her ankles tightly. At that moment, the policewoman's body tumbled backwards in the air, her round, firm buttocks sticking up. 　　The man in front of her supported her waist, grabbed the edge of her white panties from behind, pulled them forward and then upward , and all of Lingling's clothes were piled up to her ankles. On her round, pert, pink buttocks, two snowy mounds tightly pressed together, revealing a mysterious slit. A few fine hairs clung to her light brown anus, tucking away in anger and tension.

Her chrysanthemum buds heaved violently, releasing the tender pink flesh within. A short distance further up, her two pink labia were

tightly closed, sealing the girl's shy, secret place.

Two burly men's blades flashed, and torn clothes flew like butterflies from the

policewoman . In just a few dozen seconds, the dashing policewoman was stripped naked.

"You bunch of hooligans... scum... I won't let you get away with this!" Lingling screamed

, trying to squeeze her legs together, but still unable to hide the tuft of pubic hair peeking out from below her abdomen.

"Untie her, let's see what this little girl can do," Qi Jingxuan shouted.

Two shirtless men stepped forward and unlocked the chains binding Lingling's hands. The little girl immediately squatted

down , her small hands covering her chest. Her face flushed red, and her beautiful eyes glared hatefully at the crowd.

"Sixth Brother, you play with her! Damn it, if it weren't for this girl, how could that bitch from the Security Bureau have gotten away

!" Old Xiong said bitterly.

Hornet smiled slightly and stepped forward. He extended a finger and beckoned to the female special police officer. Lingling gritted her teeth,

leaped up threw a punch at Hornet's face. Hornet ducked and rushed to the inside. The pink fist swept past her head, and right in front of her

were a pair of small, dove-like breasts. Hornet quickly kissed the pink nipple. "Ah!" The policewoman

screamed and covered her chest with her hands. Turning around, she saw Hornet standing behind her, a nonchalant smile on his face.

The thugs cheered loudly and teased the disheveled Lingling.

"Pervert!" The policewoman held back her tears and pounced again. At this moment, Lingling didn't care about covering

her body . Like an angry kitten, she wished she could beat the guy in front of her to death right then and there. Her fists flew up and down, but

couldn't touch the wasp at all, only leaving her drenched in sweat.

With a sharp cry, Lingling leaped up and kicked the wasp. The wasp dodged to the side, supporting her delicate little

foot

left hand and pulling it forward. His hand flashed into the girl's genitals, pinching the policewoman's clitoris. The policewoman's legs were spread wide, one in front of the other, as she sat on the ground in a "splits" position. Her right hand was grabbed by the wasp, twisted behind her back

, and pressed down hard, her chest pressed against her right leg.

"Ah..." Lingling could no longer hold back her humiliation and shame, tears streaming down her face as she collapsed to the ground,

sobbing .

The thugs cheered and swarmed forward. Old Bear lifted the policewoman's buttocks, opened his mouth wide, and took her pink vulva into

his mouth. Lingling felt a tingling, electric sensation in her lower body as a rough tongue frantically stirred at the entrance of her vagina

. The tiny fleshy buds inside the scallop were repeatedly scraped and bitten with teeth, her lower body feeling as if it were about to be sucked

into . Her two pink and plump feet were tightly gripped, and someone's mouth and nose were sniffing them wildly.

Her small, dove-like breasts felt as if they were about to be torn off as they were being roughly kneaded by several large hands.

Several foul-smelling penises rubbed against her face, and before her small mouth could even cry out,

a large penis was shoved into her throat. Before her were ugly faces, her naked body being

wantonly played with by countless large hands, like a lamb to the slaughter falling into a hell of demons. Suddenly, a sharp pain

came from her lower body.

"No..." Accompanied by a miserable cry, a stream of bright red virgin blood flowed down her pink buttocks...

The brutal violence had been going on for an unknown amount of time, and more than a dozen thugs had already vented

their lust . She was repeatedly jolted awake from unconsciousness, her vagina, mouth, and even anus filled with foul-smelling semen.

Her vacant eyes stared at the ceiling, her senses numb. This young woman in her early twenties had been raped

beyond recognition; she was no longer the vibrant, youthful special police officer she once was.

She vaguely heard Qi Jingxuan's voice: "...Just received word from the bureau that seven or eight

policewomen have gone into the mountains. But they don't know our location yet..."

*** *** *** ***

On a small path in Yuquan Mountain, a small team of a dozen or so people was moving, led by

Fu Yumei, the head of the special case team, and Han Bing, a special envoy from the Security Bureau. Yuquan Mountain spans hundreds of kilometers, dotted with six natural villages, five

of which are inaccessible by road. Magnetite deposits had been discovered there, but the reserves were small and ultimately undeveloped. The local customs

were ignorant and backward; the remote location and insufficient police force made gambling, fighting, robbery, and human trafficking

rampant.

With the majority of the bureau's personnel tied up in the city dealing with several sudden violent incidents,

the task of searching for the missing policewoman and weapons in the mountains could only be accomplished by drawing on seven or eight female officers from the Special Case Unit and some personnel from the Yuquanshan Police Station to form a

twelve- person investigation team, with Chen Dahai, the deputy director of the Yuquanshan Police Station, assisting in the operation.

"Team leaders, we've been walking for hours. Let's take a break!" Chen Dahai

said breathlessly, his face covered in sweat. Han Bing glanced at Director Chen and the three crooked auxiliary police officers he had brought, and couldn't help but

sigh .

"If you can't walk, go back! ...You're not even as good as women!" Fu Yumei replied impatiently.

"You... what kind of attitude is that! We..." Chen Dahai immediately jumped up.

"Alright! Let's rest for a while at the foot of the mountain ahead!" Han Bing quickly smoothed things over.

Fu Yumei glanced at Han Bing and walked ahead angrily. From the moment she rescued

Han Bing, who was bound and naked, she harbored hostility towards this elegant, ethereal woman. Whether it was

jealousy of her beauty or the loss of her capable assistant because of rescuing her, Yu Mei herself couldn't say.

She had previously been the object of many male officers' affections at the station, but in just two days, all she heard was discussion and praise of

Han Bing's appearance, which made Yu Mei quite unhappy.

Looking back, she saw a woman in a camel-colored hunting outfit and dark brown high-top hiking boots that accentuated her tall, slender

figure. The older policeman from the station, in his forties, wore a fawning smile and followed closely beside Han Bing. Yu Mei

frowned and quickened her pace.

In the shady grove of trees in the valley, the team was resting. Three local auxiliary policemen lay sprawled

on the ground, panting heavily, still stealing glances at the female police officer beside them. Six

female special case officers in full riot gear stood in a circle, weapons in hand. In the center were Han Bing, Fu Yumei, and Chen Dahai.

Chen Dahai pointed with his stun baton at a map spread on the ground and said, "There are two forks in the road at the mountain pass ahead.

One leads over two mountains to the Yuquan Mountain Resort. The other is the road to Hujiaying Village, approximately... "

"There's a mountain road stretching for over ten miles. The bandits must have gone into the mountains to hide after hijacking the weapons. We should head west and

check out ."

"There are almost no tourists here. The resort is very likely the bandits' hideout; we should go

there !" Han Bing suggested.

"Hujiaying is more likely! Lingling has been missing for almost a day! We should hurry! Let's

split into two groups !" Yu Mei, unwilling to argue further, proposed a compromise.

Han Bing wanted to say that the small team shouldn't disperse its forces when facing armed bandits. But seeing Yu Mei's resolute attitude,

and considering that he was handling a case in a different location, he couldn't insist, so he could only sigh softly.

Ten minutes later, the small team split into two groups. Yu Mei and Chen Dahai led three policewomen and one auxiliary policeman towards Hujiaying

, while Han Bing led the remaining policewomen and auxiliary policeman to Yuquan Villa.

Just then, a flash of eerie blue light appeared on the telescope lens in a patch of withered grass on a nearby mountain ridge, followed by the static of

a walkie-talkie : "Boss, they've split into two groups heading towards Hu Village and Laoying!"

They were only five or six li away from Hu Village. Seeing that it was getting dark, Yu Mei ordered the team

to speed up. Suddenly, a woman's cry of alarm rang out about thirty meters ahead, followed by the sharp,

low-pitched firing of a submachine gun. "Not good!" Yu Mei released the safety on her weapon and rushed forward.

Ahead was Bai Jie, the policewoman acting as the scout; had they encountered some wild animal? When she reached the front, Bai Jie was

nowhere to be . A patch of tangled withered grass lay scattered on the ground, as if someone had trampled it, with a dozen or so gleaming yellow

shell casings strewn about.

A submachine gun lay discarded to one side. Yu Mei pressed the walkie-talkie on her shoulder and urgently called out, "Bai Jie,

respond , Bai Jie…" But only static came from the radio.

At this moment, Chen Dahai rushed over and said hurriedly, "There's a magnet mine here... the radio is being interfered with...

we should retreat!"

Yu Mei angrily threw down the walkie-talkie and looked southwest. She noticed a patch of tall grass swaying rapidly in the distance

, as if something was moving quickly. She immediately ordered the others to stay put and took her gun and gave chase

. After chasing for several hundred meters, she could vaguely see a dark figure carrying a sack running forward.

Inside the sack on the person's shoulder, there seemed to be a human figure writhing. Yu Mei raised her gun to fire a warning shot when suddenly

a figure leaped out of the grass beside her, arms outstretched, trying to grab Yu Mei's legs. Yu Mei reacted quickly, leaping

into the air .

Suddenly, another figure rose from the grass on the other side, a short knife flashing coldly as it swept towards Yu Mei's chest and abdomen

.

In mid-air, Yu Mei quickly leaned back, performing a beautiful somersault, the short knife narrowly

missing .

Just as he landed, he turned around. Two burly men, their ambush attempt thwarted, lunged at him without a word. Before he could even

get up ,

Yu Mei rolled to the side. With lightning speed, he drew his pistol, deftly releasing the safety on his leg, and fired five shots in quick succession. Two screams rang out, several bursts of blood erupted, and

the two men collapsed to the ground. Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, Yu Mei adjusted his black beret and was about to check on the fallen men when suddenly, intense gunfire erupted from the rearguard team

behind him Looking back at the

figure carrying the sack that had disappeared into the night, Yu Mei cursed angrily, "Damn it!" and had no choice but to turn back.

Behind a steep embankment, Xiong Tianxing and his five or six gunmen were crawling. They were firing fiercely at the police team pinned down at

the bottom of the ditch. According to the Wasp's plan, Xiong Tianxing and several gunmen were meant to ambush Yu Mei and his group of

policemen . Just now, three of his men successfully captured a policewoman, and he seized the opportunity to launch an attack.

The brief exchange of fire made Old Xiong realize the strength of his opponents. Because his men

were unfamiliar with the newly acquired standard-issue weapons, the surprise attack only resulted in minor injuries to one policewoman. However, the two policewomen on the other side quickly retaliated,

taking down two of his men. Fortunately, thanks to the advantageous terrain and intense firepower, they suppressed the enemy at the bottom of the ditch, barely managing to control

the situation.

Old Xiong arrogantly shouted, "Listen up, little girls down there, I treat prisoners well. Put down your guns now, and we'll give you a good time

tonight !" The bandits burst into laughter.

"You're the ones who should surrender!" Suddenly, a barrage of gunfire erupted from behind Old Xiong.

A cloud of dust erupted on the surrounding slope, and three or four gunmen screamed as they tumbled down the slope. The gunfire stopped, and Old Xiong slowly lowered his hands

from his head , turning around. He saw a beautiful and radiant policewoman standing behind him. Two automatic weapons, one long and one short,

were pointed at his head, their dark muzzles still emitting wisps of smoke.

Only three of them remained on their side, including themselves.

"Put your guns down!" the policewoman shouted crisply, and the two gunmen obediently placed their weapons on the ground.

Xiong Tianxing was about to resist, but seeing the policewoman's steady gun barrel, unmoved, and her clear, bright

eyes fixed on him, he knew he had encountered a skilled opponent. He slammed his gun to the ground.

It turned out that when Yu Mei turned to provide support, she hadn't rushed into the battlefield rashly, but had crouched down dozens of meters away to observe

the situation. After a brief assessment, she discerned that although the enemy's gunfire was dense, it lacked coordination. Their side, though only having two submachine guns,

was firing alternately and at regular intervals. The gunfire was sparse but continuous bursts. Yu Mei, recognizing

no immediate danger, quietly crept behind Xiong and his men, launching a surprise attack, and indeed, turned the tide of battle.

"Team Leader Fu, thank goodness you arrived in time! This..." At this moment, Chen Dahai and his men rushed up from the bottom of the slope and

handcuffed the prisoners.

Looking at Chen Dahai and his auxiliary policeman, whose faces were pale, Yu Mei frowned. She walked over, grabbed Lao Xiong by

the collar , and lifted him up: "Tell me, who are you people! Where are the policewomen you took?"

"Pah, don't be so happy! Those two policewomen are having fun with the brothers!" Lao Xiong

shouted .

"Bastard!" Enraged, Yu Mei punched and kicked him, making Lao Xiong bleed from his mouth and nose.

Chen Dahai hurriedly stopped Yu Mei and said, "Team Leader Fu, don't kill him... Xiao Lin is injured...

We should go back and..."

"Team Leader. I'm fine!" Policewoman Lin Lin said quickly.

"Good job, Xiao Lin. We can't go back. Bai Jie and Ling Ling are in their hands, we must

rescue . Chen Dahai, if you're afraid, you can go back yourself!" Yu Mei's tone was firm.

Chen Dahai was speechless, his face turning ashen. After a pause, he softened his tone and said, "It's already dark."

"Alright, how about we rest at Hujia Camp up ahead tonight, and we can talk about everything tomorrow morning!"

Yu Mei glanced at Lin Lin, whose leg was still bleeding from a white bandage, and the three prisoners squatting beside her, and could only nod

in agreement.

*** *** *** ***

Meanwhile, in the office of the Director of the Nanlong City Public Security Bureau. Deputy Political Commissar Tian Guohong sat in Director Xia's leather swivel chair,

in a very good mood. Just over ten minutes ago, Director Xia Guodong, who was sitting in this seat, received

a notice from the city, ordering him to immediately hand over his work to Deputy Director and Deputy Political Commissar Tian Guohong and attend a study session at the Provincial Party School.

The high-sounding reason was that someone in the Municipal Party Committee had attributed the recent spate of serious crimes to Xia Guodong's

incompetence. The Public Security Bureau should reorganize its leadership. Tian Guohong, who had just been promoted to acting director, felt both excited and

surprised! He was over fifty years old and his term as deputy director was almost up; he thought he would never be promoted again. Unexpectedly, a

huge windfall had fallen from the sky, allowing him to pick up a great bargain! He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What a lively scene, my...Director Tian!" A deliberately drawn-out greeting almost made Tian Guohong break

out in a cold sweat. Being heard laughing at this moment made Tian Guohong's face flush red. Turning around, he

saw that Huang Zhigang, the deputy director of the criminal investigation team, had opened the door and entered at some point.

"Oh!...It's Xiao Huang, come, come...sit down! What director? Just acting..." Tian

Guohong's face was all smiles.

"Director Tian, acting is nothing. In less than a month, you'll be the director, believe it or not?" Huang Zhigang

sat down on the sofa with an air of nonchalance, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Xiao Huang! I know, this time it was your old man who recommended me in the city. I, Old Tian, will

never forget that! Haha!" Tian Guohong eagerly lit Huang Zhigang's cigarette with his lighter.

"Director Tian, I'll congratulate you later, leave it to me. But today I need to report to you about

our bureau's undercover gang member!"

(Continued)

Hundreds of miles away in Yuquan Mountain, Yu Mei and her group arrived at the entrance of Hujiaying Village under the cover of night. Chen Dahai

chattered on, "Hujiaying only has about twenty households, a total of about a hundred people, most of whom have gone out to work

. Tonight we'll stay at Wu Laosi's house; his family is related to us, they helped us out last year when we rescued trafficked people

."

Just as they reached the street corner, they heard two women arguing in the local dialect coming from a courtyard.

"Laosi's wife, what's going on!" Chen Dahai pushed open the door and shouted inside.

The arguing stopped abruptly, and two women ran out of the courtyard. The elderly woman's voice was loud: "It's Chief Chen, isn't it? It

's that brat Lanzi again. She went to the city and came back wanting money. She insisted on buying some brand of underwear, Chief Chen

, tell me, a pair of underwear the size of a palm costs a hundred yuan, isn't that robbery...?"

"What are you babbling about! The police are on a case, we're staying at your place tonight! Hurry up!" Chen Dahai impatiently

interrupted the middle-aged woman's incessant chatter.

"This is Officer Fu from the city, hurry up and find him a room!"

Yu Mei sized up the two women in front of her. The fourth son's wife was about forty years old, dressed in country clothes,

with a thin and short body. She had short, slanted eyebrows, large eyes with small pupils that showed the whites of her eyes.

Her mouth was wide open, with her upper front teeth sticking out.

"This girl is really pretty!" Her fawning face couldn't hide her greed as she spoke. The girl behind her

was about eighteen or nineteen years old, but she was plump and as strong as a small ox. With a dark face, he stared silently and hostilely

at the group of uninvited guests.

Over there, Chen Dahai was whispering to a man with a worried expression; presumably Wu Laosi. After exchanging

a few pleasantries , Yu Mei followed the mother and daughter into the house. A large kang (heated brick bed) took up half the room, furnished with a few simple pieces of furniture.

Judging from the celebrity posters on the wall, this was the daughter's room. Since there were three rooms in total, including the woodshed, Chen Dahai

and the auxiliary policeman went into Wu Laosi's main room. The policewoman and the mother and daughter stayed in the west room, while the prisoner was put in the

woodshed , where several people took turns keeping watch at night.

After settling the injured Lin Lin on the kang, the young policewoman developed a fever in her drowsy state. Looking at

the policewomen on night watch in the yard, Yu Mei dragged a long bench to the window. The mother and daughter brought her a bowl of hot water before going to bed

. Drinking a sip of water, Yu Mei reflected on the day's events and couldn't help but regret her decision.

The team's mission was only reconnaissance, something Director Xia had repeatedly emphasized. His insistence on splitting his forces and advancing recklessly

led to further losses. The unique geographical environment caused communication disruptions, making it impossible to contact Han Bing or the bureau.

The current situation was truly difficult to manage. What on earth was going on? Why had he been so

irrational these past few days! Was it because of Han Bing, or because of Lingling and Bai Jie? And that useless

Chief Chen who … Yu Mei drifted off to sleep in a daze!

Under the moonlight, policewoman Jiang Xin paced back and forth in the courtyard. Half a year ago, refusing to be a mere figurehead in the police force, she voluntarily

transferred from the ceremonial mounted police unit to the riot police special case team. Today's thrilling and tense pursuit had excited

and thrilled this young woman. But spending the night in this desolate mountain village was a different story. It was already

past one o'clock; in another half hour, Chief Chen would be coming to relieve her. Apart from the occasional bark of a dog,

there was no other sound in the small village.

Wait… someone's here! ...Seeing a dark shadow suddenly rise beside her own shadow on the ground...Jiang Xin

whirled around, raising her gun, the muzzle almost touching the nose of the person behind her.

"Xiao Jiang, it's me!" the man cried out, grabbing the gun barrel. Only then did Jiang Xin see that the dark shadow was Chen Dahai in a

police uniform .

The policewoman quickly switched off the safety, but before she could speak, Chen Dahai suddenly grabbed the gun. A thin,

large hand reached out from behind her and firmly covered Jiang Xin's mouth. The policewoman instinctively reached to her side to draw

her pistol , but Chen Dahai suddenly pressed it against Jiang Xin's pistol holster. In her shock, Jiang Xin saw a

flash of cold light streak across her eyes, and felt a sudden chill in her throat, which instantly turned into a burning

sensation. A stream of red liquid splattered in front of her. Could it be...! A shrill scream was cut off in her throat, turning into a weak moan between

the tightly clenched lips .

His body slowly slumped down, his strength draining away rapidly.

His eyes, wide open to their limit, were filled with disbelief and rage as he stared at the horrific scene before him. Chen Da

Hai gestured, and he and the auxiliary policeman moved towards the woodshed. The assassin behind them finally turned to face them, a

hideous grin spreading across his face, made even more grotesque by the close proximity—it was Wu Laosi.

Consciousness gradually faded, and countless black waves seemed to surge towards her. The man loosened his belt;

this was the young woman's last thought…

"Squeak!" The sound of the door opening startled Yu Mei, who was lying fully clothed on a bench by the window. A figure in

a SWAT uniform stood in the doorway.

"Xiao Jiang…get some rest…" Yu Mei muttered softly, turning over. She thought, "What's wrong

? My whole body aches, I have no strength. Was I too tired today?…Even Xiao Jiang…

wait …that figure, no!…that's not Jiang Xin!" Yu Mei suddenly woke up,

sitting up with a whoosh.

At the same time, a gleaming dagger slammed into the back of the bench with a "thud!" Whether from

the sudden movement or not, Yu Mei felt a wave of dizziness. Darkness enveloped her, and she collapsed to her knees.

Forcing herself to stay awake, by the moonlight streaming in from outside, Yu Mei saw the figure in the SWAT uniform draw

a dagger and lunge forward again. At the same time, footsteps echoed in the courtyard, and figures moved about outside the windows and doorways!

She didn't know what was happening, but the crisis was unavoidable. Yu Mei swept the nearby bench aside to deflect the

approaching figure, and in the brief moment of deflection, she leaped into the air. Rolling across the table, she grabbed

a submachine gun and fired a burst towards the doorway.

The room was instantly illuminated by the muzzle flash, a volley of bullets exploding against the gray walls on either side of the doorway, kicking up

clouds of dust. The figure screamed, clutching its shoulder as it tumbled out the door. Simultaneously, another person rushed in,

his police hat knocked off by a bullet, and he frantically dropped to the ground.

"Chief Chen… what happened?" Through the gunfire, Yu Mei recognized the person lying on the ground as Chen Dahai.

The brief, intense fight had made her dizzy and she nearly collapsed.

"Ah...ah...Officer Fu, the prisoners...they've broken free of their handcuffs...they've all run out!" Chen Dahai, lying on

the ground , seemed still shaken, stammering.

Yu Mei was about to ask more when suddenly, a fierce gunfire erupted, a storm of bullets whizzing

into . Bottles and jars on the table and cabinets were riddled with splinters.

"Hold the door!" Yu Mei pulled out her pistol and handed it to Chen Dahai, then leaped onto the kang (heated brick bed). Half-crouching against

the wall by the window, she grabbed the kang table and threw it out. Immediately, another hail of bullets came in

through the window. In a brief lull between the gunfire, Yu Mei abruptly stood up and fired a single shot out the window.

A scream . Without pausing, Yu Mei rolled to the other side of the window. In the blink of an eye,

the spot where she had just stood was riddled with bullets. The mother and daughter had already woken up and were huddled together in the corner of the kang (a heated brick bed), trembling.

"They even stole a gun!" Yu Mei let out a short breath after taking down one of the gunmen. Slightly repelling the enemy

didn't make Yu Mei feel any better. How could this be? The situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse. Where was Jiang Xin?

Who was that uniformed killer? ...How did the handcuffed thugs escape? Her thin, sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly. Yu Mei

changed her magazine, her clear, almond-shaped eyes fixed on the window. That strange drowsiness returned...

No! Even if Lin Lin was injured, she should have woken up by now... Could it be that the bowl of hot water she drank was the problem?

The mother and daughter... Just as she thought of this, suddenly, "Sizzle!" A soft sound. A sharp

numbness accompanied by excruciating pain instantly spread throughout her body from her back, as if a thousand suns had exploded inside her. Her body

involuntarily convulsed, and stars flashed before her eyes. Thump, Yu Mei collapsed onto the kang.

Struggling to open her eyes, she saw a large foot in a black leather shoe stepping on the submachine gun in her hand. With a swift

kick, the gun tumbled to the corner of the kang (heated brick bed), the butt slamming heavily onto the head of the still-sleeping Lin Lin. Chen Dahai

pressed one knee firmly against his chest and abdomen. He tossed aside the electric baton, pulled out a gleaming pair of wolf-tooth handcuffs, and placed his other

hand around his neck, his thumb pressing tightly against the vagus nerve in his jugular vein.

"Fourth brother's wife, quick… help! Why isn't your medicine working!" Chen Dahai called out to the mother and daughter.

A strand of hair hung over her forehead, making her look disheveled and ferocious. Hearing the call, the fat girl named Lanzi

immediately crawled forward a few steps, straddling Yu Mei's chest. Yu Mei suddenly felt short of breath, opening her mouth to scream but unable to make a sound.

Her hands were tightly gripped and forcibly brought together above her head. "Click," the wolf-tooth handcuffs cuffed the policewoman's hands behind

her neck .

The fourth brother's wife also crawled over, grabbing Yu Mei's legs, which were still struggling on the kang mat, and tucking them under her arm:

"You little bitch, you still want to act tough on my turf... Don't you even know what we two do

!" The country woman muttered, but her hands didn't slow down at all. She deftly took off Yu Mei's police boots and untied

the shoelaces . She moved her feet together, the white cotton socks were pulled down to her ankles, and the tough shoelaces were repeatedly

wrapped around her ankles and tied in a tight knot.

At this moment, Xiong Tianxing rushed into the room with several men. Seeing the policewoman who was being pressed down on the kang and struggling desperately to resist

being tied up , he was overjoyed. He rushed over, pushed several men aside, grabbed Yu Mei's belt, and

dragged her to the edge of the kang. A hook punch slammed hard into the policewoman's soft abdomen.

"Ah..." Yu Mei screamed, her slender body immediately curling up in pain. Her beret

had rolled off her head and landed on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), revealing two braids of jet-black hair coiled behind her head.

Her wrists, handcuffed behind her back, were slashed and bleeding. A pair of delicate feet, encased in snow-white cotton socks, were tightly crossed,

stripped of the protection of thick military boots, appearing as fragile and helpless as little doves.

The pain caused her arches to be taut as if she were dancing ballet. A section of her fair ankle was exposed,

mercilessly bound by dark shoelaces, a cruel sight indeed! Her remaining strength vanished instantly under the repeated blows; bound

hand and foot Yu Mei was utterly powerless to resist. Old Xiong grabbed her hair and yanked her up, her pointed

chin held high, her pale face forced to face Old Xiong and the others.

"You bitch…you think you're so tough? Go ahead and show me your power!" Old Xiong stared at

the beautiful female prisoner up close. Her bright red lips parted as she gasped for breath, her entire upper body

heaving . Her face was pale, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were fixed on him with hatred. Recalling

the repeated beatings he had suffered at Yu Mei's hands since his capture, Old Xiong's anger flared. He slapped the policewoman four times across the face.

"Pah!...You bunch of beasts, you won't get away with this!" A mouthful of blood splattered on Old Xiong's face.

Looking at the ugly, shameless faces before her, Yu Mei was filled with surging anger! She deeply regretted not

being vigilant enough and not noticing the various abnormalities of Chen Dahai, this scum of the police force. In a short moment,

the entire . The ominous feeling that had been hanging over her throughout the trip instantly became a reality.

"Haha...That's hot!...I'll show you what beasts are!" Old Xiong stuck out his tongue and licked the blood splatter from

his face . Another iron fist slammed into the policewoman's soft chest.

"This girl...she's prettier than a flight attendant...how can she be so hot!" Beside her, Lao Si's wife

muttered to herself while fiddling with the police boots she had pulled off the policewoman's feet. "It's real leather, isn't it!..."

Seeing that Old Xiong had gone too far, Chen Dahai quickly came over: "Brother Xiong, calm down... don't break it!"

Just then, suddenly "rat-a-tat-tat!" Gunshots rang out, and two screams rang out almost simultaneously. Chen Dahai

clutched his right ear and fell to the ground. On the corner of the kang (a heated brick bed), two women were wrestling.

The one who fired the shot was Lin Lin, who had gone to bed early due to a minor leg injury. It turned out that the bowl of warm water laced with sleeping pills had kept her

half-asleep in the corner of the kang, and the intense gunfight hadn't woken her up. Just as Chen Dahai was subduing Yu Mei, the submachine

gun that had been kicked away woke Lin Lin up. Enduring a splitting headache, Lin Lin heard everyone's conversation. In

grief and anger , the policewoman struggled to grab her gun and fired at Old Xiong. Just then, the chubby girl Lanzi noticed her

movement and pounced on her, punching Lin Lin in the leg wound. The intense pain made the policewoman lose her aim, and most of the bullets hit the ceiling

, except for the one that blew off Chen Dahai's right ear .

Everyone reacted at once, and several figures pounced. Amidst the chaotic

shouts pitiful cries. Yu Mei could only see two

thin little feet, encased in white cartoon socks, struggling futilely beneath several violently writhing bodies. The toes and heels of the socks were decorated with pale blue, and a pair of small

pom-poms side to side…

*** *** *** ***

In the VIP room on the second floor of the Eve Nightclub in the western part of Nanlong City, Huang Zhigang and

Tian Guohong were clinking glasses amidst a mess of dishes. More than twenty empty "Blue Ribbon" liquor bottles were piled on the coffee table.

The nearly 100-square-meter upscale room was covered with an expensive long-pile carpet, and a huge painting of Eve sleeping in spring hung on the wall. A clock on the wall depicting a nude woman

pointed to 12 o'clock.

"Brother Huang...don't worry...umm, as soon as I become the...director, I'll immediately promote you to deputy

director!"

Tian Guohong was already quite drunk, and his speech was no longer very clear: "At that time, the bureau will

be our...our brothers'...world!"

"Then thank you, Director Tian...haha." Huang Zhigang looked at Tian Guohong contemptuously,

stuck a toothpick into the fruit plate, and put a piece of dragon fruit into his mouth.

"Director Tian, I have received intelligence...that undercover agent in the bureau is Cai Xinyi!"

"Cai Xinyi?...Isn't she Xia Guodong's confidential secretary?...Impossible!" This matter was of great importance, and

Tian Guohong was much more sober at this moment. A delicate and sweet figure immediately appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but swallow hard

.

"Her husband is the director of Mayor Qin's office, that's impossible!"

"My Director Tian!... Last time, besides the Political and Legal Committee and a few key leaders in the bureau, only she had

access to the provincial department's action orders! If it wasn't her... could it be you?" Huang Zhigang chuckled inwardly at the old lecher's

expression .

"Oh... well... I'll investigate tomorrow!"

"Alright then, today is to celebrate your promotion, we'll talk about this tomorrow!... Cheers! Cheers!"

A hint of displeasure flashed in Huang Zhigang's eyes.

"Director Tian... this is your first time here, they've recently come up with a new program... shall I take you to see it?" After

a few drinks, Huang Zhigang wore an ambiguous smile.

"What program?... Brother Huang, you... you always have so many new tricks up your sleeve!..." Tian Guohong

smiled .

Huang Zhigang snapped his fingers, and two waiters entered and helped Tian Guohong up. Suddenly, the huge oil painting on the wall

split in the middle, revealing an indoor elevator, and several people escorted Tian Guohong inside. As soon as they entered,

Tian Guohong seemed to remember something and turned to Huang Zhigang, asking, "Fu Yumei's team has been gone all day,

hasn't there been any news yet?"

"The special case team handles things... what are you worried about?... It can't be wrong!" Tian Guohong didn't notice that

Huang Zhigang's smile had become somewhat stiff.

The elevator stopped at the third basement level, and the doors silently opened to both sides. This was a

private room exactly the same as the one upstairs, only more luxuriously decorated. The dim red lighting exuded a decadent atmosphere, and in the corner stood a large

black marble bar. Glass wine cabinets displayed various international wines of different shapes. Next to them, open cabinets

neatly hung handcuffs, whips, lingerie, ropes, dildos, and other items.

At the far end of the bar was a small glass display case. Through the glass, one could see more than a dozen

large and small plastic bottles, densely covered with English letters. In the center of the room was a large, round bed,

covered by a pink gauze curtain hanging from the ceiling. A human figure seemed to be

writhing .

"Little Huang... what's this?"

"Director Tian, this is the latest trend from Japan—a erotic show. The lady is a beauty chosen from among hundreds

, with superb acting skills, capable of playing special tricks with guests... It's very expensive..." Huang Zhigang promptly

handed over a bottle of mineral water: "You drank too much earlier, Director Tian... here... soothe your throat..."

Taking a sip of water, Tian Guohong staggered to the bed and abruptly pulled back the gauze curtain. A soft

beam of light shone on the bed, and the scene before him left him speechless. A slender, stunningly beautiful woman in a police uniform

lay supine on the bed. The black police uniform tightly hugged her curvaceous, alluring figure,

complete with gleaming silver badges and insignia.

Her high breasts seemed about to burst through the collar of her uniform, revealing a snow-white shirt and tie. Beneath

the black police skirt that barely reached her thighs , two slender, jade-like legs were clad in a pair of long, shiny black pointed-toe leather boots that extended past her knees,

with slender heels at least ten centimeters high. Between the skirt and the boot shafts, her rounded thighs were encased in flesh-colored silk stockings.

The woman lay sprawled out in a "T" shape, her wrists handcuffed to two

metal bars . Two gleaming chains threaded through holes in the heels of her metal boots, pulling her legs apart towards the foot of the bed.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her body, spread across the pristine white sheets. Beneath her upturned police cap, her lightly

made- face was captivating, radiating youthful energy. A plastic

gag was inserted between her bright red lips, held in place by a thin leather strap at the back of her head. Her large, bushy eyes, staring

at Tian Guohong, suddenly flashed with surprise and anxiety. Her delicate body

writhed , her mouth uttering urgent sobs, seemingly trying to express something.

Tian Guohong, utterly stunned by the sight, stood there,

oblivious to the glistening drool that dripped from his chin. A surge of heat exploded within him, rushing through his meridians

to feel as if he were in a boiling cauldron. With heavy, labored breathing, Tian Guohong ripped open his tie and shirt collar.

His eyes, burning with desire, were now fixed on the woman's delicate face.

The gag and belt distorted her features; her exquisite beauty seemed familiar. But

in Tian Guohong's vision, it blurred, conjuring up the image of Cai Xinyi. Huang Zhigang and the two waiters

had quietly disappeared sometime earlier, and Tian Guohong could no longer restrain himself. Shouting "Hah! Hah!", he pounced

on her. In an instant, Tian Guohong transformed into a wild beast, tearing wildly. The woman's police uniform and

shirt were ripped open in the middle, several buttons flying off and falling to the floor.

The woman's moans intensified, her body twisting, her snow-white waist lifting off the sheets, her body

arching upwards. Tian Guohong pressed his left hand against the woman's lower abdomen, pushing her back onto the bed. He then grabbed the floral knot in the

center of and ripped it off with all his might. With a "snap!", the back clasp broke, and the bra

flew off the bed like

a . A rich, delicate fragrance filled Tian Guohong's nostrils.

Nearly frenzied, Tian Guohong grabbed the slit at the hem of her police skirt and tore it violently from side to side. With a

soft the short skirt instantly became a piece of black fabric, pulled away from under the woman's buttocks. Flesh-colored pantyhose faithfully covered

the woman's slender waist and full hips, shrouding the originally white thong beneath the pantyhose in a mysterious haze.

Picking up the thin thread at the crotch of the pantyhose between her legs with his fingers, Tian Guohong used both hands to forcefully tear a

large, round hole in the thread.

A wicked hand reached between the woman's legs, scooping up the original white strip of fabric from her buttocks and

pulling it forcefully down her plump thighs. The panties, still warm and fragrant, wrapped in stockings, were ripped up to her knees.

The policewoman's legs, already parted, were bent under the stretchy panties. The long white strip of fabric

held its limit for a moment before snapping, flying to the ground not far from her bra.

The girl was stunned, her face thrashing wildly on the pillow, her beautiful hair flying wildly.

Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed in pain, tears splattering onto the sheets from her large, bushy eyes. Her muffled

sobs turned into heart-wrenching cries, cruelly choked back by a plastic ball. Her right breast, kneaded wildly by a large hand,

was shaped strangely, the erect, bright red nipple now being shoved into Tian Guohong's mouth and bitten hard.

The man, heavy as a bear, almost pressed the soft, delicate body into the mattress.

His large hand covered the hairy vulva, several fingers desperately digging and probing into that mysterious place. Waves of electric shock-like

sensation surged from her violated genitals to her brain. She was only wearing her boots and

a police cap held up by a hairpin. The contrast between her snow-white flesh and the black police uniform hanging on her arms was exceptionally poignant.

"Xin... Xinyi... this... little thing. Let's see where you... can you escape to..." Tian Guohong mumbled incoherently, burying his face in her

soft breasts. He clumsily tore off his own clothes,

then grabbed one of the woman's jade-like legs. Tian Guohong tore open the zipper inside the woman's boots. The black boots and

the chain on the heel were thrown aside, and he held the plump, delicate foot against his face.

The subtle caress of the stockings and the alluring fragrance drove the old man to a frenzy of desire. He gripped the struggling

little feet tightly, his mouth pounding wildly as he licked the long, slender legs. He lifted the delicate ankles and

pushed upwards. The woman's legs were spread wide, and the pulling revealed her hairy vulva like a blooming lily, a tender

nest exposed. A pink clitoris stood erect, engorged with blood, below which opened a small, pencil-thick opening. Her

delicate lips trembled slightly, so alluring!

Tian Guohong roared and pressed down on her. His already swollen member pressed against the soft opening.

The purplish glans struggled to penetrate, the woman's lower abdominal muscles contracting tightly, desperately resisting the

brutal invasion. Impatient, Tian Guohong reached out and gripped the woman's shoulders. He could clearly feel

the flesh beneath him trembling violently with extreme fear. He leaned back, then thrust forward with a sudden movement!

"Ah!" they both cried out in unison, a trickle of virgin blood running down the woman's bare, pink buttocks, staining the

snow-white sheets. Tian Guohong's shout was filled with pleasure and excitement, while the woman's pitiful moans were

muffled by a gag. Tian Guohong's fully inserted penis began to pump rapidly, his lower abdomen slapping against her snowy buttocks with

a "slap, slap" sound! The virgin vaginal walls, like a burning little hand, tightly gripped the invading

rod.

The difficult thrusting made Tian Guohong feel as if he were being sucked into this small passage, waves of pleasure surging through

his body . With the intense back-and-forth movements, gradually, the mucus moistened the skin in contact, making the frenzied churning

even more lubricating. The large bed seemed to tremble, as if it might collapse at any moment. Beside the old man's graying hair, a

beautiful, delicate foot rested on Tian Guohong's shoulder, its tender toes clenched tightly with each rise and fall…

In the next room, Huang Zhigang sat in front of a huge LCD monitor. Staring at the crazed

Tian Guohong on the screen, he muttered, "That old lecher… he's really capable… he didn't waste that expensive Indian goods!"

Watching the two bodies intertwined, Huang Zhigang's expression gradually turned sinister. His right hand slipped into

his pants roughly kneading his throbbing genitals.

"Damn it, this young slut I've been longing for for over two years… if it weren't for my father's strict prohibition,

this old lecher wouldn't have gotten her!"

For years, the deputy director, Tian Guohong, had been in charge of personnel arrangements at the bureau. Whenever new recruits were hired

, the old man always picked and chose, selecting only young and beautiful policewomen. Under his leadership,

the police station filled with eye-catching beauties, almost like a television station! Even the riot squad was crammed with a large number of naive

and idealistic young women; no wonder outsiders jokingly called the police station the "Public Relations Bureau." Last year, he had just had the female mounted police team disbanded by

Director Xia . This year, he's clamoring to start a female traffic police demonstration class!

Having seen through this, the plan to risk using a honey trap, suggested to the boss, proved effective.

"Seventh Brother!" Huang Zhigang called out, and a thin waiter beside him immediately bowed and replied, "Brother Huang,

what are your orders?"

"Quickly prepare that bitch named Night Rose, I need to relieve my pent-up desire!"

"I'll arrange it right away!"

*** *** *** ***

Hundreds of kilometers away in Hujiaying Village, the investigation team led by Fu Yumei had been completely wiped out. At this moment,

Yumei, the head of the special case team, was pinned to the head of the kang (a heated brick bed), her hands and feet tightly bound together. She was forced to look up at

the policewoman Lin Lin, who was crying and struggling desperately. The young girl, not yet eighteen years old, was held down by several burly men, and

in the struggle, her inner and outer clothes were stripped off.

"She's still a child!... Do you have any humanity?!" Yumei twisted her body and shouted angrily.

"I told you long ago... I'll show you what beasts are!" Old Xiong pinched the policewoman's buttocks.

"You're worse than beasts!"

"Damn it... Don't stop, get this little girl done!... I'll teach you a lesson if you shout again!" Old Xiong roared

, grabbing Lin Lin's discarded cotton socks and stuffing them into Yu Mei's mouth.

At this moment, the thin Wu Lao Si walked in, still wearing a black female SWAT uniform.

Bloodstains were splattered on the front, and a tear in his left shoulder revealed white bandages underneath, the injury from Yu Mei's

counterattack .

"Old Xiong, it's almost dawn... Let's go into the cellar!" Wu Lao Si said grimly.

"Damn it... down to the cellar! Clean this up, we'll deal with them later." Old Xiong looked at

the mess on the ground and yelled.

Several thugs stood up dejectedly, grabbed the policewoman's struggling limbs from all sides, lifted her into the air, tied a

rope around her bare arms, and tightly bound the naked Lin Lin before lifting her up. The little girl bit

her lip, desperately holding back her tears, not wanting the thugs to see her crying. Old Xiong also hoisted Yu Mei onto

his shoulder , and the group entered the courtyard. Clinging to Xiong Tianxing's back, all that could be seen was Lin Lin's

bare feet, also being carried on someone else's shoulders. Her delicate little feet, bound together, were still struggling.

The cartoon socks stuffed in her mouth emitted a faint sour stench. While the police-issued Swat military boots were

practical , with laces designed for rescue and binding, their lack of breathability

was a common complaint among fashion-conscious girls, including the germaphobic Lin Lin. After nearly twenty hours of running, the smell of those cotton socks

was unimaginable . Her own probably smelled the same…

Yu Mei, carried on Old Xiong's shoulder, saw two thugs carrying the body of a police auxiliary officer past her in

the courtyard . That was the police scoundrel she had just shot dead. Wu Laosi followed closely behind, dragging

a naked female corpse like a dead dog. The woman's left leg was raised high, held in Wu Laosi's hand. Her naked body was dragged

face-up on the ground. Her young face was as frighteningly pale as her naked body, her lifeless

eyes wide open, staring at the sky. A horrifying slash mark left a large patch of blood on her long neck.

"It's Jiang Xin!..." A thunderous roar exploded in Yu Mei's mind, almost causing her to faint. Tears

welled up in her , and her body struggled violently. Seeing her young subordinate die so tragically here, Yu Mei

wished she could die immediately, to take these devils down with her! Everything went black, and Yu Mei fainted. Wu Laosi

glanced at Yu Mei with his dead fish eyes, then expressionlessly opened the wooden door to the woodshed. Grabbing Jiang Xin's ankle,

he dragged the girl's naked corpse inside.

After a brief period of unconsciousness, Yu Mei slowly awoke. He found himself suspended in

the center of . Looking around, the room, roughly thirty square meters, reeked of damp mustiness. The dark, uneven walls

had a single, dim light bulb hanging nearby.

There were no doors or windows; a wooden ladder, taller than two people, leaned against the wall. A small skylight, about a meter square

, was covered by an iron plate with two round holes, presumably for ventilation. Potatoes, radishes, and other miscellaneous items were piled in the corner. On top of

the pile Jiang Xin's naked corpse and the body of the deceased auxiliary policeman.

"Captain…" a heart-wrenching cry came from behind. Yu Mei struggled to turn around from his raised arms

. Two naked young girls, bound together, lay sprawled in the corner. It was Lin Lin and Bai Jie, the policewoman who had been abducted by Wu Laosi that evening

. Ignoring the thugs holding them down, the two girls swayed their delicate bodies, struggling

to look at their trusted captain. Her once vibrant, youthful face was now streaked with tears!

Old Xiong walked over, patted Yu Mei's cheek, and wore a cruel smile: "How's it going?...Officer

, are you satisfied with this place?" He didn't remove the sock stuffed in Yu Mei's mouth because he

didn't need the captured officer's answer. He enjoyed seeing Yu Mei's face flushed red with anger and her almond-shaped eyes wide open.

Suddenly, he pinched Yu Mei's upturned nose, and seeing the officer's body writhing violently as she held her breath, Xiong Tianxing

laughed heartily .

At this moment, Yu Mei was filled with intense rage. She bent her knees to strike, but Old Xiong grabbed her legs and lifted them high

. She cursed this villain a million times in her heart, yet she couldn't harm him in the slightest. Watching her two

loyal subordinates being stripped naked and brutally abused by their target, while she herself was being humiliated at the whim of this defeated adversary

, powerless to resist, unable even to utter a curse, her twisted body

trembled violently in Old Xiong's hands.

"Crack!" Xiong Tianxing twisted Yu Mei's ankle joint. He released his hands, letting Yu Mei swing like

a pendulum . He walked to the pile of debris, stripped the dead auxiliary policeman of all his clothes, dragged Jiang Xin over, and

pressed the two naked bodies together.

"This brother died a horrible death, I don't have much to say. This little girl may be dead, but she's as

beautiful as a fairy… Even if you didn't die, you'd never get to marry such a beautiful wife in this lifetime!… We've arrived."

"In the underworld, I'll take this girl as my wife!" He spread Jiang Xin's legs and

wrapped them around the corpse's waist, tying the policewoman's toes together with a rope. Xiong Tianxing's hands moved, but his eyes remained fixed on Yu Mei's. From the officer's

trembling body and hateful gaze, he derived immense pleasure and satisfaction.

This farm boy, born in a remote mountain village, left his impoverished family at a young age to attend the Songshan

Martial Arts School, hoping to learn a skill. However, after ten years of hard work, he arrived in Nanlong, but failed

to prosper . He worked as a bar security guard but fled after injuring someone; he worked as a laborer on a construction site for a year, only to

have his wages stolen by his boss at the end of the year.

On New Year's Eve, driven by hunger, he robbed a prostitute in an alley. He kept

the five hundred yuan from her wallet and returned three hundred to her. Just as he stepped out of the alley, before he could even

put the steamed buns he had just bought into his mouth, the prostitute appeared before him with the police. After beating several policemen, he ate five

meat buns with tears in his eyes, then held out his hands for the police to take him to the police station.

That night, he was tortured for six or seven hours by several angry policemen, almost crippling him. He was saved

only by the intervention of Huang Zhigang, the deputy instructor of the police station. Huang Zhigang, impressed by his martial arts skills, not only

released him but also introduced him to the then-small gang, the King Kong Society. Joining the gang, Xiong Tianxing truly

experienced the exhilarating life he had longed for for many years. He spared no effort in fighting and

killing, and spent money recklessly on drinking and gambling.

Within six months, he rose to the position of Flying Bear Hall Master in the King Kong Society, becoming the fourth most powerful figure in the gang. From then on,

he vented his hatred for society without restraint. He particularly hated policemen and women, especially young and beautiful women.

Women who fell into his hands suffered a fate worse than death. Gradually, he developed a sadomasochistic fetish. But all the hostesses on the red-light district

treated him like a plague, unable to withstand his eccentricities, refusing to take his clients no matter how much money they offered.

Suppressing the old memories resurfacing in his mind, Xiong Tianxing glanced at his fourth brother's wife and daughter, who sat dumbfounded to the side,

and gave a signal to one of his trusted subordinates. The thug understood, stood up, and grabbed Yu Mei's waist.

With a "whoosh," he pulled the policewoman's belt from her waist. Yu Mei felt a chill on her lower body as his black uniform trousers

were ripped off. Two snow-white, firm legs were exposed in the dim light, almost dazzlingly white.

A black, seamless thong clung tightly to her round, pert buttocks. The delicate low-waisted panties seemed

unable to contain the secrets within, with slivers of black silk peeking out from the top…

Fu Yu Mei, the head of the riot police special case team, hung suspended in the cellar beneath the woodshed, surrounded by ravenous thugs.

Her pants had been torn and ripped off, revealing ivory-white, smooth legs. A narrow, seamless pair of panties clung tightly

to her round, firm buttocks. The thug grabbed the tight panties, about to tear them.

At that moment, the fourth daughter-in-law, who had been squatting in the corner, suddenly rushed over, pushed the thug aside,

and reached under exclaiming, "This is it... Dad, this is what Lanzi wanted when we went to town today..."

Ignoring Yu Mei's violently writhing body, the woman pressed her hands tightly against the policewoman's slender waist,

carefully lifting the edge of the panties and pulling them off Yu Mei's legs. She was so careful, as if afraid of tearing them. Holding

the policewoman's panties in her hands, the greedy woman said gleefully to her daughter, "They're still very new..."

The chubby girl snatched them, stuffed them into her arms, and ran out up the ladder.

"You're desperate for money... You probably gave that girl her insanity..." Old Wu muttered

to himself , still expressionlessly wiping his gleaming dagger. Perhaps due to his many misdeeds, his and his wife's only daughter

suffered from intermittent epilepsy; when it flared up, she was mentally challenged, with the intelligence of a five or six-year-old.

Suddenly, the cellar fell silent. The men stared wide-eyed at Yu

Mei, suspended in mid-air. With her wrists together, the policewoman's lower body was completely exposed to the air. Her

black jacket-style uniform flared up, revealing a waist that could be easily encircled. Her plump, snow-white buttocks were round and firm like large white peaches; a captivating curve traced a beautiful arc between

her pink buttocks , disappearing into a mysterious, alluring place. Her two

plump thighs were tightly pressed together, yet they couldn't conceal the lush, bare grass.

The chains above her head creaked and rattled. The force of her underwear being ripped off caused her suspended

body to spin involuntarily. Her fair skin seemed to be displayed to all around. Among the dumbfounded men,

the thug who had pulled down Yu Mei's trousers was the first to react. He respectfully handed the policewoman's belt to Old

Xiong . Then, he rushed over impatiently, crouched down, and tightly hugged Yu Mei's bare legs to steady her spinning

body.

Heavy footsteps came from behind. Xiong Tianxing seemed quite satisfied with his well-trained subordinate, shook

the belt in his hand, and went around to the policewoman's side. He stretched out his large, bear-like hand and gently

caressed . Yu Mei trembled violently involuntarily. The sharp pain from the joints that Old Xiong had twisted made it impossible for her

to resist the fourth brother's wife pulling down her underwear. Hanging in the air, her legs held tightly in the thug's arms, her efforts to pull

in her stomach and bend her knees in vain couldn't shield her from the thug's lewd gaze lingering on her genitals.

Twenty-six-year-old Yu Mei was exceptionally beautiful, with almond-shaped eyes that clearly defined her features and delicate, sword-like eyebrows, giving her

a striking and elegant air in her police uniform. Her father, a criminal investigator, died in the line of duty when Yu Mei was young, and her mother

passed away shortly after. The headstrong Yu Mei resolutely abandoned her childhood passion for dance and enrolled in police academy. For

six years , she ignored the persistent advances of numerous suitors, dedicating herself to her work and solving numerous major cases. Soon, she was promoted to

head of the Special Case Task Force of the Riot Control Unit.

Her righteous indignation and ruthless actions made her both hated and feared by various underworld figures. The Special

Case Task Force became a sharp sword for the Nanlong City Public Security Bureau. Yu Mei, due to her ruthless and merciless approach to gangsters

, was known among her colleagues as "Ruthless Eyebrows."

Just hours before, "Ruthless Cold Eyebrows" had single-handedly captured a group of bandits. Now,

she couldn't believe she'd been captured alive by these fleeing pursuers. Along with her

elite men, she was stripped naked and subjected to wanton humiliation and abuse. Her most private parts were exposed to the bandits'

gaze, even her underwear became the spoils of war for this country woman.

A sharp "crack!" echoed as the hard leather belt lashed across Yu Mei's pale buttocks. A piercing

pain caused Yu Mei to convulse violently. Her muffled cries couldn't penetrate her socks, already soaked with saliva.

The physical pain was nothing compared to the psychological anguish caused by the excruciating humiliation. Instinctively, she twisted

her body , trying to escape the humiliating torture. But her legs were held tightly in the arms of the thug beneath her, and her futile struggles

only resulted in more brutal whipping.

The thug beneath the policewoman, nicknamed "Rat," knew Old Bear's fetishes well and was now embracing her soft, jade-like

body. The air was filled with the unique fragrance of a virgin, and his lower body was already throbbing with desire. Two years ago, during a crackdown, he had followed

Jiang Xiongfei, the former leader of the "Flying Bear Hall," in robbing an armored truck. Just as they succeeded, they were caught red-handed by the arriving riot police.

Rat and the leader escaped into a dead end. Just as Rat climbed over the wall, he clearly saw, like

a divine intervention , a beautiful policewoman chasing after them. The policewoman pulled

the trigger on the leader, whose hands were already raised. The cold gaze beneath those sharply defined eyebrows still haunted the mouse, who had narrowly escaped, a memory he would never forget.

Yesterday evening, on a sloping hillside beside a ravine,

the . But now, those eyes were painfully closed. And their owner—

the beautiful policewoman he had once feared like a goddess—had had her pants pulled down, her bare legs still tightly held

in his arms.

The policewoman was being whipped on her snow-white buttocks by the old bear, groaning in pain. A strange pleasure surged through the mouse, making him lose

control . Looking down, he saw that the soft, twisting feet in his arms were still covered by thick white cotton socks. Those were

the only clothes left on the policewoman's naked lower body. Trembling, the mouse reached out his right hand, grabbed the toe of the sock, and pulled the soft cotton sock

off the policewoman's feet. Perhaps it was the movement of the dislocated joints, but those snow-white, soft feet twitched.

The mouse covered his face with his cotton socks and took a deep breath. Instantly, an indescribable aroma of soy sauce

filled his nostrils. The mouse seemed intoxicated, his eyes rolling back, muttering in a daze, "This

is... the goddess's... scent..."

The sounds of slapping echoed in the secret room as the snow-white body writhed in pain. The other

thugs could no longer restrain themselves and rushed towards the two young policewomen who were tightly bound in the corner. Suddenly, cries and

curses erupted as Lin Lin and Bai Jie struggled frantically.

However, with their hands and feet tightly bound, even elite policewomen couldn't withstand the thugs

burning . Chen Dahai pinned Lin Lin down, untied the ropes binding her feet, and hoisted the policewoman's slender ankles

onto his shoulders. With one hand, he unzipped his pants and, without any preparation, thrust his already erect penis hard

into the girl's vagina. The young girl screamed in agony, feeling a piercing pain in her lower body, as

if had been torn in two. Her cries were filled with terror and despair.

A thug sat cross-legged beneath Lin Lin, her head resting on his crotch. He pulled out his foul-smelling penis

and rubbed it forcefully against her cheek. The stench made the fastidious girl nearly vomit. Normally, she and Yu Mei

were only catching the most vicious criminals; the young girl had never felt fear or tension. In her eyes,

her imposing boss was not only beautiful but also sharp-witted and incredibly skilled—he was her

idol, whom she trusted and admired unconditionally.

But now, her idol had been captured by a criminal, stripped of his pants, hung in the air, and brutally

whipped , powerless to resist. Who could save her now? Her dream of a romantic and sweet first night had turned into this

. The man pressing down on her wasn't the prince charming she'd always dreamed of, but a

police scoundrel who'd betrayed her entire team of sisters. The physical pain and the mental anguish were so cruel; a convulsion, and the young

policewoman fainted.

Bai Jie, standing beside her, was equally ashamed and furious. Just over ten hours earlier, as the vanguard,

she'd been ambushed by three thugs. The leader, a dark-skinned, thin man, was clearly a skilled fighter; he

tackled her before she could pull the trigger. A burst of bullets flew off course. He deftly strangled her with a noose, stuffed her

into a sack, hoisted her up, and ran—the whole process taking only ten seconds. She soon suffocated and passed out, waking up

to find herself bound like a dumpling and thrown into this dark place.

Now, that dark-skinned, thin man, dressed in a blood-stained SWAT uniform, was spreading Bai Jie's legs and intently

shaving her pubic hair with a gleaming dagger. The cold blade made Bai Jie afraid to move an inch. Soon,

the thick, black grass was bare, like a baby's.

Wu Laosi, ostensibly a butcher, had already made

over ten thousand . But the miserly man couldn't bear to spend the money, continuing to live a near-primitive life with his wife and daughter. This

fine steel dagger, which he called "Laoyao," was his most prized possession, given to him three years ago by a hunter in the mountains.

He had his wife hold the policewoman's spread legs, grabbed Bai Jie's ample breasts, turned the dagger around, and slowly inserted

the palm- length wooden handle into the policewoman's anus. The policewoman, suddenly subjected to this perverse torture, trembled violently,

and a stream of bright yellow fluid spurted from Bai Jie's crotch…

According to the rules, the two policewomen were his reward for the operation. Lin Lin, thin as a leaf,

wasn't the type of girl favored by buyers in the mountains. But this girl with the big buttocks must be good at giving birth;

she could fetch a good price. Therefore, Wu Laosi couldn't bear to deflower her.

"Youngest brother, you've worked hard these past two days... I'll reward you with this city girl!" He

wiped the urine from his face, still intently thrusting the hilt of his knife.

At that moment, a beam of light shone down from the roof. Through the open skylight, guided by Lanzi, a man

in black climbed down a ladder.

"Crow, what brings you here?" Old Xiong stopped his belt, panting. He recognized him as

Hornet 's trusted confidant, who was responsible for delivering messages.

"Brother Xiong, our leader sent me to check. He said Boss Qi has returned to the city." Before leaving, he relayed "

God's " instructions: "If you succeed, send the captured policewoman leader back to the manor! The rest

will be dealt with according to the old rules!"

Looking at the lewd scene in the cellar, Crow's mouth gaped open, his small eyes darting around.

Yu Mei, dangling in mid-air, struggled to open her eyes. "Is...it...already...dawn?...?"

*** *** *** ***

The morning sunlight also shone on the tortoise-shaped building in the west of Nanlong City—the "Eve"

nightclub . A black Audi drove out of the underground parking lot and onto the wide road of Nanlong City.

In the back seat, a listless Tian Guohong looked utterly dejected. Watching a convoy of police cars rushing past the window, the old

man felt a pang of confusion. "What's going on these past two days?... Have these gangsters all gone mad?"

Thinking of the gangsters, he felt a wave of annoyance, recalling the scene from just moments ago.

When he awoke from his drowsy state, he found himself slumped over the corner of the bed. The first thing he saw was a

woman's foot, as white as snow, pressed against his face. The foot was perfectly proportioned, with a row of delicate toes neatly arranged at the front. Pink nail polish

, painted a flesh-colored hue, gleaming softly.

Following the shape of the leg upwards, he saw a vibrant, naked woman lying on her back on the bed, her high

breasts bruised. Dried white semen clung to the sparse pubic hair below her abdomen, adding to the erotic scene.

Below her pink buttocks, a pool of blood stained the white sheets crimson. Her long, slender legs were spread apart, one foot encased in a

black knee-high leather boot. A steel chain threaded through the thin metal heel, pulling towards the bedside.

The sight before him startled Tian Guohong, sending a jolt of pain through his head. He looked at the police uniform,

boot . All of this brought back the frenzied

scene of the previous night. He pounded his forehead in regret. Getting up and crawling to the head of the bed, Tian Guohong

brushed aside .

A delicate, fair face was revealed; the woman's large, hairy eyes were wide open,

staring the ceiling, dried tear tracks remaining at the corners of her eyes. A plastic gag was stuffed in her mouth, held back by a thin leather strap

. Looking at the woman's face, Tian Guohong suddenly tensed up. He frantically untied

the strap from behind her head and removed the gag.

"You!...You!...How could it be...Xia...Xia Xiaoyang!" Tian Guohong was struck dumb,

stammering pointed at the naked woman on the bed.

This naked young woman was none other than

Xia Xiaoyang, a policewoman known as "Little Wildcat," who had been missing for some time. It turned out that after being rescued by Night Rose,

the policewoman, who had been brutally violated but had miraculously retained her virginity, had fallen into a deep sleep at Night Rose's residence. However, that night, Night Rose Xue Qing was captured by Qi Jingxuan at Eve

Nightclub . Stripped naked and subjected to repeated torture and abuse, she couldn't withstand the torture and revealed Xia Xiaoyang's

hiding place.

Feng Biao and his men immediately rushed to Xiaoyang's hiding place. At this time, Xiaoyang had just woken

up . The weakened policewoman hadn't even had time to call the police when, after a fierce struggle,

she finally collapsed and was captured alive, bound and tied up, and taken back to the nightclub. At this moment, Huang Zhigang, who had arrived at the nightclub, stopped the thugs from raping

Xiaoyang. He declared that Xiaoyang would be of great use and instructed Feifei to take good care of her and not allow anyone else to touch her.

For several days, Xiaoyang had been kept bound and gagged, and Feifei was responsible for all her food, drink, and bodily functions. In her spare time, Feifei would

strip Xiaoyang naked and secretly let Jinlong play with her, making Xiaoyang wish she were dead. Last night, following Huang Zhigang's

instructions, Feifei drugged Xiaoyang, dressed her in a police uniform, and placed her in a secret room for

Tian Guohong to rape.

At this moment, seeing Xiaoyang's heartbroken gaze, Tian Guohong hurriedly dressed and

fled the room in a panic. After seeing the secretly filmed video that Huang Zhigang showed him, the old policeman completely succumbed to the gangsters'

clutches .

*** *** *** ***

The winter sun chased away some of the chill from the rolling Longquan Mountains. Hujiaying Village,

nestled , welcomed a new day in the morning sunlight. But could this sunlight, more precious than gold in the mountain hollow, dispel the dark greed and evil thoughts in people's hearts? At the village entrance, a small team of heavily armed female police officers

appeared amidst the rustling footsteps . 　　"Section Chief Han, this little village is so quiet... it seems like nobody's here!" Policewoman Qin Chuchu reported . 　　"This should be Hujiaying!" Special Envoy Han Bing from the Security Bureau looked up from the map, gazing at the small village with only a few dozen tiled houses. At breakfast time, almost every household had their doors locked, and the lifeless village was devoid of even a wisp of smoke. 　　After parting ways with Yu Mei, Han Bing led his team straight towards Longquan Manor. After more than four hours of trekking, the manor came into view in the distance. Upon reaching the summit of a mountain, Han Bing and her team suddenly heard faint, intense gunfire coming from the mountains to the west . Although the sounds were indistinct, Han Bing immediately deduced that at least five or six automatic weapons were firing simultaneously. Unable to contact them via walkie-talkie, she decisively ordered two auxiliary police officers to return to the police station and contact the city bureau for reinforcements. She herself led three female special police officers to turn around and head to the scene. 　　On the way, Han Bing and her team heard gunfire again from the west, so despite their fatigue and the darkness, they quickened their pace. Upon reaching Huangtugou, they found evidence of a fierce gun battle. Hundreds of spent shell casings were scattered around. At two separate locations, about 300 meters apart, were five unidentified male corpses. Judging from the gunshot wounds, they had been killed by police firearms. Finding no dead or wounded officers relieved Han Bing and her team somewhat. After a short rest, the group headed towards Hujiaying Village. 　　Three or four female officers searched along the village's narrow streets, occasionally hearing the barking of a dog ahead. Qin Chuchu noticed a wrinkled old woman's face peeking through the crack of a wooden door, staring intently at the small group . Just as she was about to approach and ask, the door slammed shut. No matter how much she pounded, there was no response. 　　"Let's leave here and continue west!" 　　At the end of the street, a solitary courtyard stood with its wooden door half-open. Han Bing led the group back and tentatively went inside. In the courtyard, a short, country woman was washing clothes in a wooden basin. Her dark red cotton-padded jacket had the sleeves rolled up high, and her black floral cotton trousers were soaked with water. Colorful clothes 　　hung on the clothesline behind her. Suddenly, she saw two feet in dark brown, pointed , high-heeled hiking boots standing before her. Looking up, she saw a tall, stunning standing before her. Behind the woman followed three fully armed policewomen. 　　With a splash, a clump of dark clothing in the country woman's hand fell into the wooden basin, splashing water onto her shoes. Startled, the woman quickly squatted down, pulling off a piece of her filthy head...

The woman, wrapped in a towel, hurriedly wiped her leather boots; her hands touched the delicate,

soft feet beneath the boots.

Han Bing quickly withdrew her foot and squatted down to speak to the woman. The woman, however, glanced at her with her beady eyes,

then quickly lowered her head, seemingly unable to meet her gaze. She pointed to her mouth and waved her hands frantically.

"So she's mute, Section Chief. Let's go!" Qin Chuchu said dejectedly. Han Bing

sighed softly and stood up, walking towards the door.

Suddenly, Han Bing turned her head, staring intently at the clothesline beside her. Several pieces of women's underwear were hanging there in bright colors

. Approaching them, she saw two bras and three pairs of panties, all in the style and

size popular in the city. How could such things exist in the home of this utterly rustic country woman?

In a flash, Han Bing grabbed the woman's wrist and twisted it backward.

"Ouch!...Oh my god, it hurts...it hurts so much!" the woman screamed like a pig being slaughtered. Han Bing

shook his head , and the three policewomen immediately scattered.

"Where did these come from? Tell me quickly!" Han Bing shouted.

But the country woman gritted her teeth and remained silent.

At this moment, two policewomen pushed a fat girl with a silly grin out of the house.

"Chief, the walls of the side room are full of bullet holes, look!" One of the policewomen carried a burlap sack. She

dumped it into the yard. With a clatter, a pile of golden copper bullet casings and several women's military police boots fell to the ground. Han Bing

recognized the boots on the ground at a glance as Yu Mei and the others' belongings.

"Where are they? Tell me quickly!" Han Bing tightened his grip, pulled out a pistol with his left hand, and pressed it against the woman's forehead

.

The woman washing clothes was Lao Si's wife. In the morning, Xiong Tianxing and his gang, with Yu Mei bound by ropes and stuffed into a burlap sack

, boarded Wu Lao Si's oxcart and headed towards Longquan Villa. She was left to watch the house and tidied up the messy

yard. Ignoring Wu Laosi's repeated warnings, this greedy woman still

left behind the few pieces of clothing she had taken from the policewoman; unexpectedly, another team of policewomen who had crossed the mountains arrived so quickly, noticing the inconsistencies in

the clothes . In the hands of this policewoman, even more beautiful than Yu Mei, she couldn't even pretend to be mute.

She didn't know what methods Han Bing had used, only feeling an electric shock-like pain from her wrist. Her whole

body between hot and cold. Beads of sweat rolled down her face like rain.

"Longquan Manor!...They went to Longquan Manor...There were four of them, they just left! I

didn't do anything, spare me, spare my life! I still have an oxcart, I'll take you there!" Finally unable to bear it any longer, the

woman confessed everything in one breath.

"Chuchu, keep an eye on them! Reinforcements from the station should be arriving soon!... You two come with me to chase them, they ca

n't escape!" Han Bing shook off Lao Si's wife, made a brief arrangement, determined the direction, and led two policewomen

eastward along the village path.

"Get out of the way, stay put... Seeing scum like you makes me annoyed!"

Policewoman Qin Chuchu kicked and punched the mother and daughter aside, ordering them to squat in the corner and not move.

She then sat down against the well. A day of traversing mountains and valleys had taken its toll on Chuchu, even for a well-trained female special police officer

. In the team, she was known as "Miss Spoiled" because of her temper. Chuchu came from

a wealthy family, and her dormitory closet was always filled with high-end cosmetics and piles of snacks.

Her father owned two car dealerships, and because he couldn't resist his beloved daughter's determination to become a policeman, he gave Deputy Director Tian

a generous gift to get Chuchu into the special police team. Han Bing had left her to guard the

mother and daughter .

She hadn't felt much during the tense chase, but once things stopped, Chu Chu gradually felt unbearable soreness all over her body.

Her feet, encased in her leather boots, were now painfully swollen. She loosened her belt and placed her gun and other equipment beside her. Rubbing her legs,

the young policewoman's eyes suddenly fixed on a large wooden basin beside her, unable to look away.

How comfortable it would be to soak her feet in that basin of cool well water!

Looking around, she saw no one else in the courtyard except for the mother and daughter

squatting

in the corner. Without further hesitation, Chu Chu pulled over a small stool, sat by the basin, and took off her police boots and socks. She picked up her short stockings, smelled them, frowned, and tossed them aside.

"Wash them clean later!" she snapped at the fourth brother's wife, before carefully placing her pale

feet into the basin. With a soft moan, Qin Chuchu couldn't help but squint her eyes and groan from the comfortable sensation.

The moment the water submerged her feet, a cool sensation enveloped them. A shiver ran through her, followed by

a thorough feeling of comfort and relaxation that spread throughout her body. Chuchu hummed a pop song softly,

playfully rubbing her delicate feet together in the basin. A platinum anklet on her slender ankles shimmered silver in the water.

Taking off her beret and tossing her neck-length hair, she discovered a small round mirror hidden inside. In the mirror,

her doll-like face and slightly reddened almond-shaped eyes revealed a wrinkled, delicate nose on the young policewoman's face. "Chief Han and the others

are almost there, aren't they?... "

A few steps away, the fourth wife, squatting on the ground, clutched her wrist and groaned softly. Qin Chuchu

shouted angrily, "What's all the noise about... Shut up! You country bumpkins... You'll all be going to jail!"

In that instant of distraction, a whip flashed across the surface of the wooden basin, and a lasso accurately

wrapped around the policewoman's shoulders. The lasso tightened abruptly and pulled backward. With a scream, Qin Chuchu was dragged from the stool

to the ground. The basin overturned, water splashing everywhere. Lying on her back, Qin Chuchu saw a

thin, dark-skinned man holding a rope taut on the courtyard wall not far behind her. Reaching out, she discovered

her submachine gun lying motionless on the well platform a little over two meters away.

She straightened her slender waist, trying to jump up. But her legs were suddenly grabbed, and

her back, was slammed back down. It turned out that Lao Si's wife, who had been squatting nearby, had already seen

Wu Lao Si behind the policewoman. Feigning a groan to draw the policewoman's attention, and seeing her husband's successful attack, she immediately

darted over like a rabbit and pinned the policewoman to the ground.

Qin Chuchu was now lying on her back, her legs raised high, knees pressed against her face, her entire

body folded backward. She saw stars from the fall, her arms tightly bound to her sides with ropes,

unable to move. With footsteps, Wu Laosi was already in front of her, a cold blade pressed against the policewoman's face. Chuchu immediately dared not continue.

She continued to struggle and thrash.

"Honey... thank goodness you came so quickly..." The fourth brother's wife seemed like a different person at this moment. She grabbed

the rope that Wu Laosi handed her and quickly tied the policewoman's hands and feet together. Looking at

the policewoman lying on her back like a bound pig, the woman clapped her hands in satisfaction and stood up.

Qin Chuchu, lying on the ground, was extremely shocked and angry. This man who appeared out of nowhere had

subdued her in a flash when she was not paying attention. Just as she was about to open her mouth to scream, a chop to the back of her neck struck her, and everything

went .

"We can't stay here... pack up and take this bitch... into the mountains!" Wu Laosi turned around and headed straight for

the woodshed . Meanwhile, the fourth brother's wife picked up the unconscious policewoman and went into the main room. She found a paper packet, pried open

the policewoman's mouth, and poured all the white powder inside into it. She then found a pair of scissors and tore at

Chuchu 's clothes. In no time, the charming young policewoman was stripped naked like a banana.

"You little slut... I'll teach you to be wanton... Just wait until you're in the mountains serving those wild men!" The fourth brother's wife

squeezed Chu Chu's firm breasts hard.

"Tsk tsk... You little tenderie!... They're a whole family sharing one wife!"

She shook the sack on the ground and stuffed the naked policewoman into it. Meanwhile, Wu Laosi had driven

a bullock cart from the backyard. He threw the two sacks he'd carried from the cellar, along with Chu Chu, into the cart.

Soon after, a dark-skinned, thin man drove a creaking bullock cart, speeding along the path into the depths of the mountains

. In the cart, three sacks were piled at the feet of a rural mother and daughter. Inside the sacks, several unconscious,

bound, naked policewomen—did they know what kind of nightmarish life awaited them?

*** *** *** ***

Meanwhile, on a winding mountain road a dozen miles from Longquan Mountain Villa, Chen Dahai, the deputy director of the police station, was dozing off

against another creaking oxcart. His injured right ear was still bleeding through the gauze,

and the piercing pain filled him with remorse.

This veteran policeman of twenty years kept asking himself, "Is this really the

end ?... Am I going to spend the rest of my life among these gangsters, living in constant fear?

How did I end up like this?"

In his youth, Chen Dahai was a passionate and dedicated policeman. He had sent his meager salary

anonymously to the families of fallen colleagues. He had been wounded in the process of pursuing criminals. He remembered ten years ago

, on his way home from work, he had single-handedly fought four accomplices of a thief who had stolen a wallet

for half an hour. He chased after a criminal for hundreds of meters, sustaining multiple stab wounds while pinning him down. Media reports

made him a renowned hero, and he was even promoted to head of the Zhongshan Street Police Station.

While recovering in the hospital, a nurse eight years his junior fell in love with him. A few months later, after

recovering and being discharged, they immediately registered their marriage. Although they lived in a cramped, ten-square-meter room, they

felt incredibly happy.

However, gradually, as his heroic deeds faded from public memory, life returned to normal. After marriage,

Chen Dahai discovered that the nurse was a vain and frivolous woman. She loved romance and

extravagant spending. She also had an affair with a chief physician at the hospital. Chen Dahai's meager salary and

demanding work schedule caused cracks in their relationship.

Two years ago, just as they were preparing to buy a new house, the housing prices in Nanlong City suddenly began to skyrocket.

Believing the government would ensure ordinary people couldn't afford housing, Chen Dahai ignored his wife's strong pleas and

delayed buying a house, patiently waiting for prices to drop. However, to his utter dismay, in less than two years, prices

nearly tripled, and the rapid rise showed no signs of stopping. This shattered

Chen Dahai's plan to buy a house, which he had scraped together with only 80,000 yuan. His wife, unable to bear it any longer, soon broke up with him.

But misfortune never comes singly. At the end of the previous year, the bureau conducted performance evaluations for all police station chiefs. Rumor had it that to keep their

positions to bribe at least 200,000 yuan to Deputy Director Tian, who was in charge of personnel. The always honest Chen Dahai couldn't afford it. Hoping to get away with it,

he was stunned when he saw the results.

He, who had previously been the chief of a station in a bustling downtown area, was now the deputy chief of a small police station in a remote mountainous area with only three officers.

For the next two weeks, he drank himself into a stupor every day, but who would sympathize with or pity him?

Only a police auxiliary officer named Shiwazi kept him company with drinking all day. One time, the two went on patrol at Longquan Villa. Under the manager

Hu Feng's lavish hospitality, he got drunk again. When he woke up, he found a naked girl lying next to him—

a female college student whom Hu Feng and his gang had abducted and trafficked.

Faced with a thick wad of banknotes and several obscene photos, Chen Dahai made a helpless

choice. Later, he and Shiwazi assisted Hu Feng in human trafficking several times, tipping him off. They completely became

accomplices of the gang. Looking around, he saw a human figure still wriggling in a sack. He knew it was the policewoman Yu Mei, who had been captured the previous night

.

This morning, he and Lao Xiong left the two young policewomen at Hujia Camp and, with Yu Mei bound up, boarded Wu Laosi's

oxcart and headed towards the villa. After dropping them off at the mountain pass, Wu Laosi returned alone. Thinking of that skilled and

beautiful woman, who had shown him so much contempt and disdain the previous day, Chen Dahai felt a pang of

emotion.

What use was a woman's competence? He'd been captured alive, his pants pulled

down by he'd be gang-raped sooner or later. Thinking this, Chen Dahai pinched Yu Mei's buttocks hard through the sack.

A writhing sound came from inside the sack, filling him with a sense of vengeful pleasure.

Just then, a gunshot rang out. One of the thugs driving the cart screamed and fell off. The group looked up

and saw the oxcart stopped on a narrow path at the edge of a cliff. A dozen meters away, in the middle of the road, stood a

tall , stunningly beautiful woman. Her long, flowing hair was tied back, her skin as pure and delicate as a lotus emerging from the mud. Her elegance,

her sharp, heroic spirit, and her melancholic composure were perfectly combined, making her seem like a snow-capped mountain goddess, someone one dared not

look directly at.

In her right hand, held out horizontally, a Colt automatic pistol still emitted wisps of smoke. Two

fully armed female special police officers stood on either side of her, their submachine guns also pointed at the oxcart.

It's Han Bing and the others!

Chen Dahai was terrified and quickly hid behind Old Xiong. Xiong Tianxing recognized Han Bing at this moment.

He stood up and dragged the sack in front of him to block the view.

"Put down the gun... Look who she is!..." Old Xiong lifted the sack, revealing a

face filled with shame and indignation.

"Yu Mei!... Team Leader!..." Han Bing and the two policewomen exclaimed almost simultaneously!

Was this the same heroic policewoman from yesterday? Her hair was disheveled, and her face, streaked with tears, was heartbreakingly pale. Her

clear, bright eyes were tightly closed in pain. A white cloth was stuffed into her mouth. The sack slipped down, revealing her arms

tightly bound behind her back with several ropes, her police uniform torn. Her lower body was completely naked, revealing two fair

legs . A tuft of dark hair on her abdomen trembled in the mountain wind.

"I'll say it again!... Put down the gun!..." Old Xiong roared, grinning widely. He gripped Yu

Mei's neck with one hand and pressed a pistol against the policewoman's temple with the other.

"Do as he says!" Seeing the scene before him, Han Bing slowly waved to the policewoman behind him.

His calm voice trembled slightly. The three men slowly placed their weapons on the ground.

Two thugs immediately jumped out of the car and ran behind Han Bing. They picked up the guns from the ground and

grabbed . Xiong Tianxing laughed triumphantly, "Little bitch...it seems you still can't escape Xiong Ye

's grasp!...Watch how I play you to death!" Yu Mei, in his arms, opened

her , whimpering rapidly.

Han Bing's hands trembled slightly. Not long ago, it was this fat, dark-skinned man who, along with two

gang leaders, had captured him. They had stripped him of all his clothes, including his boots and stockings.

All the way there, those rough hands had been groping his bare breasts and feet. Just as those

wicked hands were about to forcefully separate his legs and breach the woman's last line of defense, thankfully Yu Mei and the others

arrived in time. If it weren't for that little girl named Lingling, he couldn't imagine what he would have become.

Looking at that lewdly grinning face, was his nightmare about to repeat itself so soon?

Suddenly, a rumbling sound, growing louder as it approached from behind the mountain, interrupted Old Xiong's maniacal laughter. A moment later

, a police helicopter emerged from behind the mountain. Taking advantage of everyone's momentary lapse in attention, Han Bing shouted, and a small, gleaming pistol bullet appeared in her

sleeve .

"Bang! Bang!" Two crisp sounds rang out. One bullet grazed Yu Mei's shoulder, severing the straps binding her, and struck

Old Xiong 's wrist holding the gun. The other bullet pierced Xiong Tianxing's forehead and exited from the back of his head. Xiong Tianxing

screamed in agony and fell backward onto the oxcart.

At the same time, two female SWAT officers suddenly attacked, taking down the two thugs with a back throw and subduing them.

The ropes snapped, freeing Yu Mei's hands. She picked up Xiong Tianxing's pistol and frantically pulled the trigger at the two men lying beside her, Lao Xiong and

Chen Dahai . By the time Han Bing jumped onto the oxcart, only two mangled corpses remained before her.

"Sister Han!..." Dropping her empty pistol, Yu Mei could no longer control her emotions. Like

a little girl , she threw herself into Han Bing's arms and burst into tears. Han Bing tenderly stroked Yu Mei's disheveled hair

, letting the surviving policewoman weep in her arms, and gently pulled a sack to cover Yu Mei's naked lower body.

The police reinforcements finally arrived. Criminal Investigation Team Captain Ma Chenglong and Deputy Captain Huang Zhigang, along with seven or eight detectives,

rushed over, panting. His mouth agape, he stared in disbelief at the scene before him…

*** *** *** ***

Two days later, the Nanlong City Public Security Bureau finally quieted down temporarily. Although Xiong Tianxing had been killed, it could

n't the complete failure of the first phase of the major gun-seizure case. Longquan Villa and the courtyard in Hujiaying Village

were already deserted when the police arrived; no stolen guns or valuable clues were found. The previous work summary report

included the following:

"Regarding the unauthorized killing of Chen Dahai, deputy director of the Longquanshan Police Station, and auxiliary police officer Shi

Wazi , a special task force has been established to investigate. Fu Yumei has been temporarily relieved of her post as head of the task force and transferred to the city's No. 1

Detention Center as a female supervisory instructor."

"Female police officer Jiang Xin of the investigation team died in the line of duty; her case has been reported to the Ministry of Public Security for posthumous recognition as a martyr." "

Female police officers Ouyang Lingling, Bai Jie, Lin Lin, and Qin Chuchu of the

investigation team went missing while on duty; the criminal investigation team is ordered to conduct a full-scale search and rescue operation."

"Special Investigation Section officer Xia Xiaoyang went on a two-week trip without leave and has not returned; after deliberation by the bureau's party committee, he has been

dismissed from the police force and will never be reinstated."

Additionally, after reporting the situation to his superiors, Special Commissioner Han Bing of the Security Bureau has temporarily remained in Nanlong City to continue the pursuit of stolen

weapons and the investigation of the "Seven Wolves" and "King Kong Society" organized crime groups. The Security Bureau will dispatch personnel to assist. Police

Chief Xia Guodong was transferred to judicial authorities for investigation after a tip-off uncovered a large sum of money with unknown origins. Former acting chief

Tian Guohong was promoted to chief of the Nanlong City Public Security Bureau, and former deputy captain of the criminal investigation team Huang Zhigang was appointed special

assistant .

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