The Kung Fu of One-Zhang-Qing

The Liangshan army had surrounded the Zhu Family Manor in layers, attacking it for three days without success. They then sent skilled scouts like Shi Qian and Shi Xiu to infiltrate the manor, but the manor's roads were numerous and easily lost, and riddled with hidden weapons. A slight misstep could lead to a trap, and if it weren't for the skill of Shi Qian and the others, they would have perished inside. Song Jiang racked his brains but couldn't find a solution and had to halt the attack. That day, Hu Sanniang from the neighboring Hu Family Manor came seeking refuge, claiming to be a regular visitor and willing to infiltrate the manor as an inside agent. Song Jiang considered it and agreed.

That night, Hu Sanniang disguised herself as a village woman and sneaked into the manor. Having frequently visited the manor, she knew the roads and traps by heart and quickly reached the heart of the manor. She knew that Zhu Chaofeng, the head of the Zhu Family Manor, was getting old, and now the fighting relied entirely on his three sons, Zhu Long, Zhu Hu

, and Zhu Biao. This meant that if these three were eliminated, the Zhu Family Manor would crumble without a fight. Hu Sanniang already had a plan in mind. She first went to the home of the third son, Zhu Biao. Zhu Biao was only two years older than Hu Sanniang, and they had been childhood sweethearts, with Hu Sanniang having a crush on him. So when Zhu Biao saw Hu Sanniang, his first thought wasn't how she got in, but rather a joyful rush over, grabbing her hand and showering her with concern.

Normally, Hu Sanniang wouldn't easily let a man touch her hand, but then she thought, Zhu Biao was already on her death list anyway, so she wouldn't bother arguing with a dying man. Seeing that Hu Sanniang didn't object to their intimacy, Zhu Biao became excited, as if he had discovered a new continent, and began to talk even more incessantly.

Hu Sanniang looked at the rambling Zhu Biao, a disdainful smile appearing on her lips. She looked at her own thighs, then at the burly man who was almost a head taller than her, and immediately made up her mind. She smiled at Zhu Biao, then suddenly stretched out her arms and embraced his strong, muscular body. Zhu Biao's head felt like it was about to explode; happiness came too suddenly, he hadn't even had time to prepare, his whole body seemed to be out of control, foolishly being led by the nose by Hu Sanniang. Suddenly, without warning, Hu Sanniang raised her leg and delivered a knee strike to Zhu Biao's groin.

Her alluring leg slammed into Zhu Biao's vulnerable crotch, and at the same time, she quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from crying out. "Ugh!" Zhu Biao's face instantly turned bright red. He never expected that Hu Sanniang, who was an angel one second, would turn into a demon the next. He knew that Hu Sanniang had practiced martial arts since childhood, and her long leg was incredibly sharp, attacking the most vulnerable part of a man; such a strike would have knocked even the strongest man to the ground. Zhu Biao felt as if a fire was burning his fragile nerves; the intense pain was unbearable.

Before he could react, Zhu Biao was plunged into another abyss of agony, because Hu Sanniang's second knee strike arrived. The same angle, the same spot, even her position—one hand holding Zhu Biao's body, the other covering his mouth—was unchanged, only the force was greater, and the pain intensified. Hu Sanniang felt a sticky liquid against her thigh through her thin trousers; she knew it was semen forced out under immense pressure.

She smiled, and at the same time, she thrust her thigh even harder, delivering a brutal assault on Zhu Biao's genitals. After more than a dozen thrusts, Hu Sanniang heard a muffled "plop," and then she felt the rounded shape on her thigh instantly deflate. She knew Zhu Biao's testicles had burst open on her thigh. Zhu Biao, unable to endure the pain any longer, fainted.

Hu Sanniang gently placed Zhu Biao on the ground, pulled down his pants, and found his genitals a gruesome sight. White fluid was sprayed everywhere, and his once perfectly round and large testicles were now a mess, his penis shrunken like an earthworm. The left testicle was noticeably dented, forming a severely irregular shape. Hu Sanniang was satisfied with her work, but Zhu Biao wasn't dead yet, only unconscious, so her task wasn't finished.

She cupped Zhu Biao's genitals in her small hands, grasped his scrotum, and slowly pinched the relatively intact testicle. After giving Zhu Biao one last look, she suddenly tightened her grip and squeezed the testicle hard. With a "pop," the testicle burst. Not satisfied, Hu Sanniang continued to squeeze and knead the shrunken scrotum until it was reduced to a pulp. Looking at Zhu Biao again, he was beyond dead. Hu Sanniang clapped her hands, straightened her wrinkled clothes, and left Zhu Biao's room.

After dealing with Zhu Biao, Hu Sanniang, without alerting anyone, quietly went to the room of the eldest brother, Zhu Long. Knowing that Zhu Long had been injured in battle and needed a maid to massage him for an hour every night, she first found the maid, knocked her unconscious, changed into her clothes, and swaggered into Zhu Long's room. Zhu Long was reading at the time; seeing the maid enter, he continued reading. Hu Sanniang skillfully approached Zhu Long from behind and gently began to massage him. Soon, Zhu Long began to groan in pleasure, and his eyes slowly closed.

At this moment, Hu Sanniang noticed a small tent forming in Zhu Long's crotch. Hu Sanniang sneered inwardly, thinking, "He's about to die and he's still not behaving himself."

Hu Sanniang's small hands roamed over Zhu Long's body, making him feel like he was flying. He put down his book, his body writhing and groaning, the tent in his crotch growing ever larger.

Zhu Long trembled violently as if he had taken a potent aphrodisiac. He ripped off his clothes, his entire body turning a deep red, like a ripe shrimp, his genitals struggling to break free of his trousers. Sun Erniang gasped inwardly, realizing that Zhu Long's penis was even larger than Zhu Biao's, the reddish shaft almost as thick as her wrist.

Seeing this, she too became excited. Hu Sanniang's small hands quickly roamed over Zhu Long's upper body, caressing his firm muscles. Soon, she had touched every inch of his skin, her hands moving down from his navel to his enormous, burning-hot penis. "Ah~ harder, harder, yes, right here!" Zhu Long felt his genitals were about to explode, and he began to utter incoherent words. Hu Sanniang's small hands cooperated, tirelessly working on his penis, giving Zhu Long a good orgasm.

Just as Zhu Long was about to ejaculate his pent-up essence in extreme satisfaction, Hu Sanniang's small hand slid down the base of his penis, quickly touching two round, plump testicles. Hu Sanniang knew exactly where those were; she had just abused Zhu Biao in that area. Zhu Long felt a pair of slightly cold, soft hands grasp his testicles, followed by a searing pain. The moment he was in ecstasy, Zhu Long plummeted into the depths of hell; the stark contrast almost made him vomit.

Hu Sanniang paid no heed to Zhu Long's pain. While kneading his two round testicles with her small hands, she whispered in his ear, "Zhu Long, do you want to die? Want me to help you?" Zhu Long finally recognized her. "Hu Sanniang, my Zhu Family Village and your Hu Family Village have no past grudges or recent feuds. Why, why did you barge into our village and ruin my life?" "You can only blame your stubbornness, for not going against the will of Heaven and still supporting that dog emperor." Hearing this, Zhu Long flew into a rage, but Hu Sanniang pinched his testicles hard, and Zhu Long screamed and slumped down. He weakly said, "What, what do you want?" "Of course, I want to cripple you like I killed Zhu Biao, to help Liangshan Marsh conquer Zhu Family Village." "What? Third Brother has already been... by you! Ouch!" Hu Sanniang pinched his testicles again, her small hands almost flattening them. The immense pressure forced out all the remaining semen from his testicles. Once all the semen was expelled, his testicles were now two shriveled lumps of flesh, limply hanging between his legs.

"It's time to send you on your way," Hu Sanniang smiled slightly at Zhu Long, then grabbed his dark scrotum and twisted and pinched his testicles fiercely with her small hands. With a soft "pop," Zhu Long's testicles burst. Exhausted, he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Hu Sanniang had dealt with Zhu Biao and Zhu Long without anyone noticing. The next day, she went to the martial arts arena. She saw Zhu Hu practicing his boxing, with Zhu Chaofeng leading a group of people watching, occasionally cheering. At this moment, Zhu Chaofeng also noticed Hu Sanniang's presence. He didn't suspect anything because she had often come to the manor to see Zhu Biao before.

Instead, they asked her to go up and fight Zhu Hu. Hu Sanniang was secretly delighted; she'd been hoping for a chance to attack Zhu Hu, and this was a perfect opportunity. However, she still declined a few times before reluctantly going up on stage. Zhu Hu didn't show any obvious contempt when he saw Hu Sanniang was going to fight him. He had seen Hu Sanniang fight before, and her martial arts were actually no less than Zhu Biao's. However, he hadn't stopped practicing over the years, and he figured Hu Sanniang was no match for him now.

The onlookers didn't understand why they were sending this beautiful woman to her death; judging from appearances, they were clearly not in the same league. Zhu Hu, standing at 1.6 meters tall, was even more imposing and robust than Zhu Long and Zhu Biao, making him the most muscular man in Zhu Family Village. His opponent, Hu Sanniang, despite her nickname "One-Zhang-Qing" (meaning "One-Zhang Green"), was far shorter than that, barely reaching 160 centimeters. Unlike the slender, fair-skinned ladies of noble families, she possessed a stunning figure, with full breasts and a shapely bottom. Although not tall, she had long, well-rounded, and powerful legs. Despite wearing only simple cloth, her angelic face and devilish figure were undeniable, making Zhu Hu's mouth water and his heart itch with desire.

While Hu Sanniang knew some martial arts, she was no match for Zhu Hu. Coupled with his burly and fleshy nature, her blows to Zhu Hu were like tickles. Soon, Hu Sanniang was forced to retreat step by step, almost to the corner of the wall. The surrounding crowd cheered even louder, even Zhu Chaofeng shouting excitedly, as if he had become 20 years younger.

Just as Zhu Hu's punches grew increasingly powerful, poised to defeat Hu Sanniang in one fell swoop, he suddenly struck thin air. "Where did she go?" The audience's exclamations provided the answer. Hu Sanniang, seeing Zhu Hu's punch aimed at her face, suddenly ducked and sat down on the ground. This wouldn't have been unusual, but as she sat, she raised her right foot, seemingly aiming at something. Hu Sanniang let out a sharp cry and kicked forward and upward, striking Zhu Hu's groin between his legs. Zhu Hu, completely focused on his punches, paid no attention to his lower body. By the time he realized what was happening and tried to dodge, it was too late.

Hu Sanniang was wearing black, hard-soled boots, and the entire hard sole of her shoe struck his groin.

"Ahhhhh!" A hysterical scream caused all the men in the audience to instinctively clutch their groins, looking on with empathy. After kicking Zhu Hu's groin, Hu Sanniang didn't immediately retract her foot but continued to stomp and squeeze his testicles. Zhu Hu's screams grew louder and louder, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Finally, Hu Sanniang withdrew her foot, and Zhu Hu's face showed a brief moment of relief, only to be followed by even greater pain that dragged him into an abyss. Hu Sanniang kicked Zhu Hu in the groin again. She maliciously pressed her toes down as she kicked, effectively striking Zhu Hu's testicles.

"Ouch!" Zhu Hu screamed, sent flying by the powerful force, crashing to the floor like a kite with a broken string. Hu Sanniang pressed her advantage, striding between Zhu Hu's legs and stepping down along his groin. She quickly located his testicles through the thin fabric of his pants and stomped down hard. "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Zhu Hu's entire body sprang up, his eyes wide with pain, tears welling in his eyes. Hu Sanniang showed no mercy. Her small feet, clad in black boots, seemed like death knells, relentlessly crushing and grinding at his two fragile testicles from various angles, almost flattening his groin with immense force. Zhu Hu could no longer scream.

White foam gradually appeared from his mouth, and his entire body trembled violently. "Stop!" Zhu Chaofeng finally managed to shout. He had no choice but to yell; he was completely terrified by Hu Sanniang's actions. He had never seen a woman with such ruthless methods, but if he didn't shout now, his son would die.

Only then did the people of Zhu Family Village react and had no choice but to rush forward. At this moment, Hu Sanniang suddenly shouted, "Anyone who dares to come closer, I'll crush their testicles!" The people of Zhu Family Village were startled, and seeing the boots pressing on Zhu Hu's groin, they immediately fell silent. Hu Sanniang slowly increased the pressure on his groin, and everyone could clearly see Zhu Hu's pants visibly caved in. Zhu Hu had already fainted from the excruciating pain.

Ignoring Zhu Chaofeng's rage and the surrounding villagers' commotion, Hu Sanniang continued to slowly press down on his crotch, gradually flattening it to its limit. A crisp "plop" was heard, and everyone knew Zhu Hu's testicles had been crushed. Zhu Chaofeng, consumed by rage, coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

Hu Sanniang had crippled the three sons of the Zhu family, and Zhu Chaofeng was unconscious. Song Jiang, leading the Liangshan army, captured Zhu Family Village without bloodshed. After this battle, Liangshan's power truly flourished, quickly growing to a level that could threaten the Northern Song Dynasty. However, although Liangshan's leader, Song Jiang, was capable, he lacked ambition and was deeply patriotic. He always intended to submit to the imperial court. But now, Liangshan was powerful and well-equipped, even the emperor feared them; who would dare to easily offer amnesty? Furthermore, with the current court being dominated by treacherous officials, they do not want the emperor, who is already in their grasp, to possess such a terrifying force. Therefore, they obstruct the emperor in every possible way.

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