King of Violence

Author: Leisurely Stroll
First Published: Yes
Published on 2018/4/24
Word Count: 9119
Chapter 1 [bbs]thread-10170311-1-1.html[/bbs]
Foreword: Many readers have privately messaged me to purchase this story, thank you so much for your support! It has given me even stronger
motivation to create. Also, many people have asked about the direction of this story, mainly focusing on whether it's a "green" story (a story about infidelity) or if
there will be any green scenes. Well, how should I put it? According to the original plan, there would be plots involving a green mother and a green aunt,
and it would also have a dark element. As for other aspects, there are no clear ideas yet. After all, there is no outline for this story. I'll just write it
as it comes and whatever makes me feel good...
Yang Tian kept dodging without fighting back because he wanted the black man to back down. He felt that this fight
was just a contest between them to test their skills. After all, there was no deep hatred between them, so he didn't
want to embarrass the other party too much. However, the man had no self-awareness and not only continued to harass him, but his aggression
became more and more obvious. He almost treated Yang Tian as a mortal enemy, which made Yang Tian angry.
At that moment, the black man threw another punch. This time, Yang Tian didn't dodge. His right hand shot out swiftly, like lightning,
grabbing the black man's wrist. Then, using the force of the blow, he pulled the black man forward, causing him to lose his footing. His massive
body staggered forward until a sofa blocked his path. He hadn't stopped yet
and crashed directly onto it. The sofa, unable to withstand such a fall, naturally toppled backward, and the black man
followed, landing on the ground in a truly pathetic state!
Although his men had been defeated, Charles didn't appear angry or embarrassed. Instead, he stood up, smiled, and clapped,
saying, "Oh, so this is Chinese Kung Fu? Fantastic, fantastic, absolutely amazing!"
Seeing that Charles wasn't angry, Ding Sanxiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said with a fawning smile, "Mr. Charles
, your men are quite skilled too. It's only because of Brother Tian; if it were me, I'd be down in three moves,
haha!"
Charles laughed heartily, but Yang Tian, hearing this, felt uneasy and frowned secretly, saying, "Sanxiong, Sanxiong,
you're really something..." "Head of the organization, such a humble attitude doesn't just harm you personally, but our Eight Trigrams Society. It's extremely
inappropriate! Alas, it's all my fault for being so eager to leave the underworld that I was too hasty in choosing a successor.
I thought more about brotherhood than ability, and now it seems that the three heroes are indeed not cut out to be
leaders."
After laughing, Charles shrugged and said, "There's a Chinese saying, 'Forced melons are not sweet.' Since
that's the case, we'll have to shelve this cooperation plan. Of course, I hope Mr. Yang can change his mind."
"Impossible!" Yang Tian coldly squeezed out three words.
Charles chuckled and said, "Alright, I was originally planning to visit this beautiful island, but it seems the
owner isn't too welcoming. Never mind then, I'll take my leave."
Yang Tian snorted in response, while Ding Sanxiong was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected this foreigner
to agree to terminate the cooperation so readily. He knew that these South American underworld figures, especially drug cartels, were
extremely powerful and domineering. Once an agreement was reached with them, a sudden change of heart would inevitably lead to
severe retaliation—at best, ten or twenty times the compensation for their losses; at worst, their lives.
Of course, Ding Sanxiong's original intention was not to prevent Charles from agreeing to cancel the cooperation with Yang Tian. In fact, the reason he
brought this foreigner here was because he knew he couldn't persuade Brother Tian to agree to the cooperation on his own. So
he wanted to use this foreigner to pressure Brother Tian, thinking that Brother Tian would be wary of the Moxibi drug cartel that the foreigner represented and
would therefore agree. However, things didn't go as planned, and the foreigner actually agreed, putting further
pressure on Brother Tian as expected.
Ding Sanxiong was very disappointed and even somewhat desperate. After canceling the cooperation plan, even if the Moxibi cartel didn't cause
him any trouble, he would still be in big trouble. Now he urgently needed a large sum of money to fill
the black hole he had created, and entering the drug business through cooperation was the most convenient way to quickly recover funds.
Just as Ding Sanxiong was feeling unsettled, he heard Charles's voice from outside the door: "Mr. Ding, aren't you
coming with me? Oh, that won't do. Although the cooperation plan has been cancelled, there are still some details we need
to discuss."
Ding Sanxiong said listlessly to Yang Tian, "Brother Tian, sister-in-law, I'll be going now. I'll come see you another day."
Yang Tian originally wanted to keep Ding Sanxiong to question him properly, because Ding Sanxiong knew his temper, yet he still planned to
participate in the drug business. There must be something hidden behind this. However, seeing the current situation, he had no choice but to give up the idea.
He decided to leave the island in a few days to go to the headquarters of the Eight Triads in New York to investigate personally. So he nodded and said,
"Okay, then go ahead!"
After a while, the sound of a huge propeller turning came from outside again. Yang Tian and Qi Xin walked out of the door and stood on the steps.
They saw Charles and Ding Sanxiong board the huge business helicopter. Then the helicopter slowly took off
, and at this moment, the smaller armed helicopter next to it also started up.
"Honey, I have a feeling things aren't as simple as they seem, like something's about to happen," Qi Xin said, her brows slightly
furrowed.
"Hehe, you always worry unnecessarily. Nothing's wrong," Yang Tian chuckled, pulling his arm around his wife's slender
waist.
Qi Xin smiled sweetly at her husband, resting her head gently on his shoulder, and said softly, "Yes, I'm always so
anxious. I always feel that being too happy will arouse God's jealousy, and He won't stand it and will destroy our
happiness."
"Sigh, you!" Yang Tian shook his head. "Alright, stop overthinking. Come on, let's go see Xiao
Ming and A Yun."
Mentioning her beloved son, the faint worry on Qi Xin's face disappeared, replaced by a loving maternal
smile. She nodded, took Yang Tian's arm, and they descended the steps together. At that moment, the smaller armed
helicopter had also taken off. The wind from the rotating rotors had noticeably decreased, not hindering the two
from walking towards the opposite back mountain.
After walking about ten steps, Qi Xin glanced back unintentionally. The smile on her face gradually froze,
and her steps slowed considerably. Yang Tian, who was beside her, seemed to notice and was about to turn around to follow her gaze
when he suddenly heard Qi Xin let out a sharp scream: "Brother Tian, get out of the way!"
Before she finished speaking, Qi Xin shoved Yang Tian aside. Then, a flash of fire appeared, followed by a loud
bang, and a rocket exploded around them. The scorching heat and huge shockwave hit Yang Tian head-on,
and he was thrown aside.
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The two laughed happily as they ran, but just then, 　　a loud explosion came from the other side of the hill, even the ground beneath their feet trembled slightly. 　　The girl and the little boy were both stunned for a moment, looking at each other in disbelief. Then the girl shouted, "Ah! Oh no 　　!" Saying that, she let go of the little boy's hand and ran forward, but after running for more than ten steps, she seemed to remember 　　something, turned around and ran towards the place where they had been shooting targets, grabbed the assault rifle on the table, grabbed a few 　　magazines, and then ran back. During this time, violent explosions continued to ring out. 　　Both women exerted almost all their strength, but the girl was faster. She quickly climbed to 　　the top of the hill, and the scene at the villa was immediately laid out before her. She stopped in her tracks, stunned, unable to 　　believe her eyes. 　　Thick smoke billowed from the villa, which was practically engulfed in flames . 　　A helicopter circled dozens of meters above it, and even higher still, an even larger helicopter. 　　Suddenly, a jet of flame shot from the belly of the smaller helicopter, the crimson flames tracing a path 　　before landing on the ground with a deafening explosion. 　　Not far from the blast, the girl saw Yang Tian and Qi Xin, but instead of feeling relieved 　　, her heart sank. She saw Yang Tian holding Qi Xin in his arms, half- 　　crouched and half-kneeling on the ground from the impact of the rocket explosion. Qi Xin in his arms was 　　motionless, her arms hanging limply at her sides, her fate unknown. 　　"Dad, Mom..." 　　The little boy arrived just then and cried out upon seeing the scene. He tried to rush over, 　　but the girl stopped him, choking back tears, "Xiaoming, don't go, it's dangerous!" 　　"No... Aunt Qing, let me go, let me go..." The little boy struggled desperately, shouting at the top of his lungs 　　. 　　The girl held the little boy tightly, tears instantly welling up in her eyes. She almost yelled at him 　　, "Xiaoming, don't move, Aunt Qing is coming, do you hear me?" 　　Perhaps the girl had never yelled at him like that before, and the little boy was momentarily stunned. Or perhaps the little boy 　　realized that going over there would be futile. In any case, he stopped struggling and looked at the girl pitifully with tears in his eyes 　　. 　　"Lie here, don't move, I'm going..." 　　The girl was giving instructions when another loud bang interrupted her. A powerful shockwave, carrying a scorching heat, 　　swept towards her. The girl almost instantly fell to the ground, pressing the little boy tightly beneath her. 　　A powerful, scorching wave swept over the girl's back, numbing almost her entire back. At the same time, 　　the violent tremors from the ground made her feel suffocated, to the point that she felt she was about to die. However, as the wave gradually dissipated 　　and the violent tremors slowly subsided, the girl felt a little better. She tried to lift herself up and move her 　　limbs slightly, and found that she was alright, so she breathed a sigh of relief. 　　"Qing... Aunt Qing..." 　　A weak voice came from beneath her, startling the girl. She then remembered the little boy and hurriedly shook 　　his shoulders, asking anxiously, "Mingming, are you alright? Are you okay?" 　　"...Aunt Qing... you, you're pressing down on me... I can't breathe..." 　　The girl realized what was happening and quickly stood up, then picked up the little boy and checked his body. Seeing 　　no obvious external injuries, she was slightly relieved, but still pressed, "Mingming, do you feel any pain anywhere?" 　　"I'm fine, Aunt Qing, please go save my mom and dad..." 　　"Okay, I'm going right now. Be careful..." 　　With that, the girl picked up her assault rifle and fired a burst at the helicopter that was continuously firing rockets, then 　　turned to run down the mountain. But just then, she heard Yang Tian shout at her from below, "Ayun, don't come any closer! Take 　　Mingming away, quick..." 　　"No—Brother Tian, Sister Xin, I'm coming to save you! Let's go together, ah…" the girl shouted at Yang Tian, 　　leaping forward. However, she hadn't gone more than a few meters when a hail of bullets struck her feet, kicking up clouds 　　of dust. The girl screamed and quickly rolled to the side, lying prone behind a large rock. 　　Looking up, she saw the bullets were coming from the machine gun on the helicopter's pylons. It seemed the helicopter 　　's primary target was still Yang Tian. After a burst of fire that forced the girl to lie down, it stopped 　　shooting at her and instead swayed as it turned its nose around. Then, a burst of flame erupted from under the fuselage, followed by a trail of fire…

The arrow traced a straight line and landed on the ground, followed by a deafening explosion and a plume of smoke rising into the air.
The girl hiding behind the large rock clearly saw that the explosion had occurred precisely
where Brother Tian and Sister Xin were hiding. Her mind went blank, and she instinctively let out a desperate cry: "Brother Tian, Sister Xin..."
But what she saw next shattered her heart and soul, causing her to close her eyes in despair. She saw
something white and reddish fly out of the rising smoke. Upon closer inspection, the girl nearly fainted; it was a severed
limb, the white sleeve still covering it, but now stained with blood and a mangled mess.
The smoke was quickly dispersed by the sea breeze, revealing a chaotic wasteland at the site of the explosion. The girl carefully observed the
area and finally spotted a dark head rising from the dust. A surge of excitement coursed through her, and
she immediately crouched down and darted out from behind the large rock.
"Don't come any closer! Xin'er and I are both dying! Don't worry about us, just take Mingming and leave! Quickly—" Yang Tian
struggled to his feet, blood gushing from his severed shoulder, but he seemed oblivious, roaring at the girl,
his eyes bloodshot.
"Brother Tian—"
"Dad—"
Just then, the sound of machine gun fire rang out again, and several bloody flowers appeared on Yang Tian's chest.
His pupils suddenly widened, his eyes filled with anger and resentment, before his entire body collapsed.
"Dad…" With a heart-wrenching cry, the little boy rushed over from the other side of the hill.
However, before the little boy could run a few steps, a girl suddenly appeared and grabbed him, dragging him towards
the other side of the hill. The little boy struggled desperately, crying, "No, don't pull me! I want my dad..."
The girl, pulling the little boy towards the dock, said in a tearful voice, "Quick, quick,
go with Aunt Qing... your parents... they... go quickly... you must avenge them..."
*
Report to Mr. Charles, target hit! Target hit!*
The voice of the pilot from the armed helicopter came through the walkie-talkie.
"Oh, what a wonderful moment!" Charles, nestled in the leather sofa, leaned back, his blue eyes
slightly closed, muttering to himself, as if responding to the joyful news from the walkie-talkie, or perhaps
encouraging the beautiful woman beneath him.
Kneeling between Charles's legs was the girl named Xiaoqi, the
one Ding Sanxiong had given him. Her head bobbed as she diligently performed oral sex on Charles, each thrust reaching deep into his throat.
"Oh, my sweetheart, you're doing a wonderful job!" Charles praised, brushing aside Xiaoqi's
hair that obscured half her face, admiring the sight of her mouth enveloping his penis, carefully sucking and teasing it.
Xiaoqi glanced up, giving Charles a flirtatious look, and her sucking and spitting speed suddenly increased,
her lips rubbing against his penis, making a "smacking" sound. She also occasionally sucked on the glans, teasing the urethral opening,
displaying her superb oral sex skills.
"Oh..." Charles let out an excited cry, "So...so great...Mr. Ding, I really
...so much love the gift you gave me, oh..."
However, Ding Sanxiong, who was so close, seemed not to hear him. He stared blankly out the porthole, muttering,
"Brother Tian, don't blame me, I didn't want this either, I was forced into it, I had no choice...Sister Xin
went with you too...You won't be lonely in the afterlife..."
At this moment, there was static on the walkie-talkie again, followed by the voice of the driver:
"Reporting, Mr. Charles, a girl and a little boy have been spotted downstairs, they are trying to escape, what should
we do?"
Charles, who was enjoying a surge of pleasure, glanced out the porthole upon hearing this, and then said to Ding Sanxiong:
"Mr. Ding, what do you think we should do?"
Ding Sanxiong was silent for a long time before coldly saying, "Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, kill!"
Actually, Ding Sanxiong had no intention of killing Yang Tian, nor dared to. That's why
he was so desperate when Yang Tian completely refused to cooperate, and even secretly hated Charles for not persisting in front of Yang Tian.
However, when the helicopter took off and Charles picked up the walkie-talkie to issue the attack order, Ding Sanxiong suddenly realized
that this foreign devil had already decided to kill him. No wonder he left so easily!
"No, Mr. Charles." Ding Sanxiong blurted out to stop him because of his long-standing brotherhood with Yang Tian.
Charles shrugged, feigning innocence, and said, "Oh, Mr. Ding, I'm trying to solve your
problem! Are you just going to watch our cooperation plan fall apart?" He then crossed his legs and
spread his hands, saying, "Actually, we don't care, but Mr. Ding, you're in big trouble. As far as we know, you
have a huge hole to fill, and without our cooperation, it will be very difficult to fill it."
Ding Sanxiong was struck at his weak spot and slumped onto the sofa. Charles continued, "Actually
, you've seen it yourself. Forgive my bluntness, but although you are nominally the head of the Eight Triads, you don't hold real power. Real power is still
in Yang Tian's hands. So only when Yang Tian dies can you truly unleash your power and truly control the Eight Triads."
Charles's words truly struck a chord with Ding Sanxiong. Deep down, Ding Sanxiong had always
felt embarrassed and dissatisfied with his position. He felt a mixture of respect and awe for Yang Tian, but also a sense of oppression,
as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart. The thought of Yang Tian's demise brought
a pang of sorrow, but mostly a sense of relief and liberation, as if he had broken free of an invisible shackle.
Seeing Ding Sanxiong's expression, Charles knew he had been persuaded. He snapped his
fingers triumphantly and winked at the black bodyguard beside him. The bodyguard understood and immediately
gave the attack order to the helicopter pilot via walkie-talkie. Immediately, a series of violent explosions erupted below.
Having taken the first step, the second step was no longer a problem for Ding Sanxiong. He understood
the principle of eliminating the root of the problem, so after only a moment's thought, he decided to continue shooting.
"Very good!" Charles waved his hand, signaling the black man to give the order to the pilot as Ding Sanxiong had instructed.
Then, he grabbed Xiao Qi's hair, forcing her mouth away from his penis.
Xiaoqi winced in pain, looking at Charles with some confusion. He smiled gentlemanly,
raised his chin, and said, "Oh, baby, lie down over there."
Charles's words were gentle, but his actions were unusually rough; he practically grabbed Xiaoqi by the hair and pulled her up. The pain
brought tears to her eyes. She quickly followed Charles's pull and obediently knelt on the opposite sofa,
raising her buttocks high. At the same time, she reached her hands inside her skirt, and soon a semi-transparent lace thong appeared
outside, pulled down to her knees. She then turned back with a seductive smile, exuding charm.
Charles, still impeccably dressed in a suit, his hair styled with gel, was perfectly styled, truly a model
gentleman. But looking down, one could see his zipper was wide open, and a bulging, bluish-veined penis
protruded angrily.
Charles rose from the deep sofa and stood behind Xiaoqi, kneading
her plump buttocks with both hands as if kneading dough, occasionally parting them to reveal her delicate, dark brown anus and the dark
red cleavage below.
"What a sexy little kitten!" Charles exclaimed, finding
the smoothness and delicacy of this Eastern girl's skin incomparable to that of Western girls with large pores and active sweat glands.
Xiaoqi leaned against the back of the sofa, turning her head to smile seductively at Charles, while one hand
roamed over her shoulder and chest, the neckline of her princess dress unknowingly slipping down halfway, revealing the pink bra strap underneath,
while her other hand slipped under her crotch, gently caressing the dark red cleavage, her slender middle finger occasionally disappearing into the crevice.
Actually, Xiaoqi's actions were less about seducing and teasing Charles and more about provoking herself, because she
wanted to get herself wet as quickly as possible to minimize
the pain caused by the foreigner's large member forcibly penetrating her.
"Oh, baby, I'm coming!" Charles held his already dark red and purple glans, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and
with a thrust of his hips, a "plop" sound was heard as his monstrous penis squeezed deep into her flower cavity.
"Oh—" Xiaoqi threw her head back and let out a long moan, "Gently...gently..."
Charles, however, paid no heed to Xiaoqi's cries of pain. He spread his legs, placed his hands on Xiaoqi's waist, and
began to thrust rapidly, each thrust fast and hard, his lower abdomen slamming against her buttocks, while his scrotum
slapped against her mons pubis, causing her to moan softly, unable to speak...
Behind the sofa was the airplane window, and from Charles's position, he could see
two people, one big and one small, running hand in hand on the island below. Bullets were constantly shooting around them, causing
sand and gravel to fly, but they couldn't hit the two people.
Despite this, Charles wasn't worried at all. He believed that under the helicopter's aerial barrage
, the two men couldn't possibly escape unscathed; the dense bullets would eventually riddle them with bullets. Instead, he
whistled contentedly, continuing his rhythmic thrusting as he said, "Oh, now let's have
a contest, see if they get hit by the machine gun first or if you, baby, get hit by this meat gun down there first, hahaha...
"
*
Ah... Aunt Qing... I... I can't run anymore..." The little boy gasped for breath, his face
flushed red, tears still streaming down his cheeks.
The girl held the little boy's arm tightly, practically half-lifting him as they ran, while occasionally
glancing back at the helicopter overhead, watching for the direction of the bullets to dodge. Of course, she wasn't
completely passive. Seizing an opportunity, she raised her assault rifle and fired a burst at the helicopter. Unfortunately,
her accuracy was greatly reduced while running, and the rifle's range was limited, posing little threat to the helicopter.
"Xiaoming, hold on a little longer, you must hold on, we're almost there..." the girl kept
encouraging the little boy, increasing the pressure on his arms, almost carrying him towards the dock.
Braving the hail of bullets, they were finally nearing the dock. The girl found a slightly more concealed spot and
said to the little boy, "Xiaoming, go to the speedboat, start it up, hurry, be careful!"
"I know, Aunt Qing, you be careful too!" The little boy had recovered from his previous hysterical
grief and knew what was most important right now: survival. Only by surviving
could he possibly avenge his parents.
The little boy, though only twelve or thirteen, had practiced martial arts since childhood and was extremely agile.
He was also adept at driving speedboats, often going deep-sea fishing alone in one.
The girl, hiding behind a large rock, fired a barrage of shots from her assault rifle at the helicopter that was chasing her.
In the blink of an eye, a magazine was empty. She reloaded and continued firing. As spent cartridges were ejected,
the helicopter overhead visibly swayed, clearly hit somewhere. The girl was overjoyed and continued pulling
the trigger, until the barrel became hot, the heat radiating to her cheeks.
However, the helicopter didn't explode and disintegrate in mid-air as the girl had hoped. Instead, it wobbled a few times, stabilized
, and quickly pulled up and flew away, soon out of the assault rifle's effective range.
"Damn it!" the girl cursed angrily.
Just then, the roar of an engine came from not far away. The speedboat had been started by the little boy, and then
he shouted, "Aunt Qing, come on up quickly!"
The girl crouched down, quickly boarded the speedboat, and then fired
a burst of bullets at the cable connecting the speedboat to the dock post. Immediately, the speedboat sped off like an arrow into the vast sea, leaving a long white trail of spray.
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," Charles said, "and seeing the two men get ' "un ' '" He turned to the black man and said, "'Go ask Han ' "What ' ' '" Why didn't 　　they fire the rockets?' Did he want to play cat and mouse? The mouse 　　is almost gone now!" As he spoke, Charles continued his assault on Xiao Qi beneath him. Xiao Qi's body had been 　　turned over, her legs hoisted onto his shoulders, her hands braced on the armrests of the sofa, as if she were lying face down.

He pressed down and pulled, causing the penis to thrust in and out of her vagina with great force, making a smacking sound
as it went in. Each deep thrust pulled in even her labia minora, and when it withdrew, the bright red flesh of her vaginal walls turned outwards
, bringing out large amounts of foamy white semen that soaked the leather sofa beneath her.
"Oh...good, so good...deeper...harder..." After the initial pain
, Xiaoqi quickly became aroused, her hands unconsciously kneading and squeezing her breasts, while moaning
and groaning.
"Oh, what a captivating little vixen!" Charles gasped. "Mr. Ding, your
gift is absolutely wonderful, I love it so much, God bless you!"
Ding Sanxiong, focused on the situation below, paid no attention to the two figures entwined in the flesh beside him,
and seemed oblivious to Charles's words. Seeing his lack of response, Charles assumed he was dissatisfied with his men
for not dealing with the two below, and felt embarrassed. He turned to the black man and shouted, "What did Hans
say?"
The black bodyguard, who had been quietly communicating with the armed helicopter via walkie-talkie, afraid of disturbing
Charles's lovemaking, rushed forward upon hearing his shout. "Sir, Hans said
the rockets have all been fired, and the plane was hit by rifle fire, but thankfully it's not serious. However, for
our own safety, we cannot risk getting any closer."
"We can't let them escape!" Ding Sanxiong stood up urgently.
The black man said, "Don't worry, Mr. Ding, Hans will blast them to smithereens with machine guns."
"Haha, Mr. Ding, just relax and watch the show. We won't let you down."
With that, Charles became even more excited, lifting Xiaoqi's legs and pressing them down, almost folding her petite body
in half, so that her legs were pressed tightly against her shoulders. This made her lower body even more prominent. Charles
began to thrust almost frantically, his scrotum slapping rapidly against Xiaoqi's anus with such force that
the skin gradually turned red.
"Ah..." The intense thrusting made Xiaoqi feel like her soul was leaving her body. She let out a hoarse moan. Her lower body
felt like it was on fire, almost melting her whole body. Waves of pleasure surged through her
body, reaching every pore, making her lose consciousness and almost faint.
Charles had long since lost his gentlemanly demeanor. His meticulously combed hair gradually became disheveled as he swayed
, a strand of brown hair falling across his sweaty forehead. His bow tie had come undone,
his collar half-undone, revealing his hairy chest, and he was panting heavily like a wild bull.
Compared to Western women, this Eastern woman's vulva was indeed narrow and tight. The layers of flesh
seemed to both suck and push against the intruding penis, causing Charles to moan with pleasure. His waist moved rapidly and forcefully, like a spring,
each thrust driving his penis deep into the wet, tight passage like a pile driver.
"Good! Hit!" Ding Sanxiong suddenly exclaimed excitedly, slapping the sofa armrest.
At this critical moment, Charles glanced hastily out the porthole. He saw the speedboat on the vast sea
had stopped speeding and was circling in place, causing the two men on board to lose their balance and become unable
to fire.
The armed helicopter then pressed forward again. A moment later, a flash of light appeared. Charles felt a sense of relief, followed by
a throbbing pain in his lower back and a jolt of electricity running through his spine. He let out a low growl, his semen gushing
out. Just then, a violent explosion faintly reached his ears through the helicopter. Looking back, the speedboat had
transformed into a giant fireball and soared into the sky…
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