The Incident at Wolong Pavilion

Within the Wolong Pavilion, there are four ranks from bottom to top: the "Koi Carp Division," the "She God Division," the "Ten Thousand Bones Division," and the "Dragon Head." The Dragon Head represents the Wolong Pavilion's leader, while the Ten Thousand Bones Division acts as a "medium" connecting with the leader. The true top-level cadres are primarily in the She God Division. The Koi Carp Division consists of a group of lowly soldiers, most of whom know nothing about the Wolong Pavilion, except for their leader.

The Koi Carp Division leaders are also lowly soldiers in the She God Division, but they are the elite of the She God Division's lowly soldiers. There's the red-haired beauty Lou Zhao, the bespectacled Fire Mantis, the Black Wind Rock with one eye cut off, and others he's never seen before.

Zong Zheng slumped over the table, nearly collapsing.

"Even with them, it'll be difficult to find the exact location where the leader of the Cloud Sea Society is imprisoning the Empress, and Lou Zhao might discover my intentions, making the situation even more dire." Zong Zheng sighed, looking up. It was already two in the morning, but he still couldn't sleep.

Behind him, two empty Sprite bottles lay flat on the bed. The girl named "Future" was gone. Zongzheng had subdued her and then taken a shower. When he came out, she was gone. Zongzheng had deliberately let her go; he knew that having her around would definitely bother him. However, judging from her leaving, she was quite sensible.

"I won't think about it anymore. I'll take another shower and then go to sleep!" Zongzheng then went into the bathroom, took off his bathrobe, and in the mirror blurred by the steam, he could see something resembling a tattoo on his left chest.

"I'll go and inquire again tomorrow, try to get some information out of these brats." The next morning at seven o'clock, the sun was shining faintly on the small street. Apart from passing middle school students and breakfast carts, there were few people to be seen. At this time, ordering a bowl of tofu pudding and a few fried dough sticks or pancakes from a street stall would be most suitable.

Zongzheng's habit was a bowl of tofu pudding, two fried dough sticks, and a fried egg, enough to replenish his energy for the whole morning. Zong Zheng ran into two of the Wolong Pavilion underlings he'd drunk with the night before at the stall. He greeted them briefly and walked away.

He'd roughly scouted the streets. There was a particular alley between the third and fourth streets that he absolutely mustn't enter, because for the Wolong Pavilion's Koi Division, that alley was a bottomless abyss, where an evil woman named "Fa Tong" would be waiting.

"Damn it! Asking these idiots is pointless," Zong Zheng almost cursed aloud. Just then, a man and a woman at the other table in Starbucks glanced at him and chuckled.

Zong Zheng knew they were laughing at him, so he turned away, trying to avoid their gaze.

"Is something important you can't find?" Zong Zheng turned back. The speaker was a man in a black casual suit with a ring, who looked to be around 30 years old. He had delicate features, and his bright eyes had slight bags under them, but this didn't detract from his appearance; instead, it gave him a unique kind of beauty. Sitting opposite him was a beautiful woman with long, flowing black hair. Since Zongzheng could only see her back, he couldn't see her face, but she appeared to be a beauty. She wore a white blouse that exposed her shoulders, revealing her smooth, fair skin, and a black pencil skirt that hugged her hips, showcasing her long, shapely legs in high heels. Her figure was incredibly alluring.

"You're asking me, aren't you?" Zongzheng asked the man. Their eyes met for a fleeting moment, which seemed to last forever before quickly closing.

The man twirled the ring on his left middle finger. "There are only three of us in this area of Starbucks. Who do you think I'd talk to?" At that moment, the woman turned around.

Zongzheng saw clearly that she was indeed a beautiful woman with a refined air. Her delicate features were slightly upturned, her pupils like shimmering pearls, and her small, glistening lips framed a pointed chin.

"You're saying this because you can help me?" "Hmm... help is an understatement." The man smiled, looking at Zongzheng with an extremely wise gaze, and continued, "I think you should pay attention to things beyond what you can see; you might make unexpected discoveries." "Things beyond what you can see?" Zongzheng didn't quite understand what he meant. He thought for a moment, then took out his phone.

"It's eleven o'clock!" Zongzheng stood up. "I have to go now. Thank you for the tip." "You're welcome!" The man smiled and responded to Zongzheng, then placed a hand on the woman's slender hand opposite him, and the two continued chatting.

After leaving Starbucks, Zongzheng was still pondering this question.

"Things beyond what you can see? What is this person trying to say?" Zongzheng recalled that the man seemed to be a wealthy white-collar worker, and the woman opposite him was much younger than him; they seemed to be lovers. However, Zongzheng still couldn't figure out what he meant by those words.

"Hi!" A hand landed on Zongzheng's shoulder. Zongzheng heard a young woman's voice, but he quickly realized who she was.

"Yan Yu, you..." Zong Zheng was immediately covered in the mouth. He saw that it was indeed Yan Yu.

Today, Yan Yu was wearing a light blue, deep-V long dress. The cleavage was plunging straight down from the center, almost to her navel, revealing her sexy figure. Her firm breasts were partially concealed on either side, making her very alluring. The back also had a large cutout, revealing a large expanse of her fair back. She

wore white stockings and pink high heels, one of which was already on Zong Zheng's instep.

"Shh..." Yan Yu slowly pushed her index finger from her pink lips to Zong Zheng's mouth and whispered,

"Don't shout. Come with me." "Are you taking me to the police station?" Zong Zheng asked in a low voice. He hadn't expected to encounter the policewoman he least wanted to see. His previous worries were indeed not unfounded.

Just like last time, Yan Yu nestled against Zong Zheng's shoulder, but instead of putting her hand inside his clothes, she concealed something resembling a remote control in her hand and gently pressed it against Zong Zheng's body.

"Don't move! The stun gun I'm holding is small, but the voltage is 1100V when you press the switch!" "What? 1100V?" Zong Zheng was genuinely startled and flinched slightly to the side.

"Don't move!" Yan Yu pulled Zong Zheng back, her hand still pressing against him: "I won't send you to prison for now, but if you do anything outrageous, I guarantee those old men in prison will have one more cellmate!" Then Yan Yu gently brought her face close to Zong Zheng's ear, her lips brushing against his earlobe, and whispered:

"It might be the death penalty!" "The death penalty?" Zong Zheng nervously swallowed, still mechanically following Yan Yu.

"Where are you taking me?" "Shh...you'll find out soon enough." Zongzheng followed Yanyu's steps to a garden apartment complex. He followed Yanyu up to the third floor, where she opened the door and pushed Zongzheng inside.

"Alright, hands up, go into the room inside, and don't move." Yanyu closed and locked the door, then took a pistol from a nearby cabinet and pointed it at Zongzheng.

"Okay! I'll do as you say." Zongzheng raised his hands, and Yanyu had already pressed the pistol against her back. They walked into the living room step by step.

When they were almost at the door of the room, Zongzheng knocked a Coke can off the table with the hem of his coat, sending it crashing to the floor.

The moment Yanyu was drawn to the sound of the can falling, Zongzheng turned and grabbed the pistol from her hand, while Yanyu's finger was already on the trigger.

"Click!" "So there were no bullets!" Zongzheng twisted Yanyu's arm around and slammed her face against the coffee table, pinning her down with his other hand on the back of her head.

"You've seen through me, Zongzheng! You're hurting me!" Yan Yu replied to Zongzheng calmly.

Zong Zheng pressed Yan Yu's wrist against her bare back: "I didn't do that." "Oh?" Yan Yu suddenly hooked her foot from behind and kicked Zong Zheng in the back with her high heel. Zong Zheng was struck in the back by the sharp heel of the high heel, and his arms, which had been holding Yan Yu, were instantly freed. At the same time, Yan Yu pressed her hand against the back of his head, trying to push him down.

Zong Zheng turned and threw a punch at Yan Yu, hitting her left chest.

"Ah..." Yan Yu trembled and took a few steps back, covering her left chest with her right hand.

"Even if... you weren't the one who kidnapped those female students, you're still guilty of assaulting a police officer, kidnapping, oh right, and rape!" Yan Yu winked at Zong Zheng and then kicked him.

Zong Zheng found it difficult to defend himself against Yan Yu's offensive. After all, Yan Yu was indeed a highly trained Black Falcon Class policewoman with extremely strong leg skills, and she was so agile even in such high heels. After dodging several kicks, Zongzheng grabbed Yanyu's ankle and threw her onto the sofa.

"KO! You're finished!" Zongzheng lunged at Yanyu, who was sprawled on the sofa. "

Hehe!" A wicked smile appeared on Yanyu's lips. Just as Zongzheng lunged, Yanyu punched him hard in the groin. "Ah!!!"

Anyone would be devastated by such a heavy blow to the groin. Zongzheng immediately clutched his groin and bent over, but then Yanyu delivered another hook punch from below, striking Zongzheng's chin, sending him flying to the ground. "Ugh..."

Zongzheng felt dizzy and sat up, shaking his head.

Yanyu stood up, raised her right leg and placed it on the coffee table. She then ran her hand lightly along her long, white-stockinged legs, reaching towards her outer thigh, before slipping inside the stockings and pulling out a miniature pistol, which she pointed at Zongzheng.

"Don't move. I won this time, Zongzheng. This gun really has bullets!" Yan Yu walked over, bent down, and pressed the gun against Zongzheng's chin. "Now, go into that room over there!" The room was dark purple, windowless, with a bed, a strange chair, and shelves holding torture instruments.

Yan Yu made Zongzheng sit in the chair, forcing him to use the leather straps under the chair to restrain his legs. Then, Yan Yu secured Zongzheng's hands to his sides with leather straps, and sat on the bed opposite him, crossing her legs.

Zongzheng looked at Yan Yu's smug expression, feeling very unhappy.

"This is where you often use to torture criminals, isn't it?" Zongzheng smiled bitterly, looking around, knowing he was in big trouble.

"You're only half right." Yan Yu twirled the gun in one hand, the other resting on her bare belly:

"It is indeed the place I use for 'abusing my power,' but... not often." "What do you mean?" Yan Yu stood up, walked to Zong Zheng, and then slowly sat on his lap, hooking one arm around the back of his head and pointing the pistol at his chin with the other.

"What I mean is, you're the first!" Yan Yu said in a slightly ambiguous tone, her breasts slowly pressing against Zong Zheng's chest.

A pair of soft mounds pressed against Zong Zheng's chest, and Yan Yu's buttocks were already pressing against his slowly erect penis. Yan Yu seemed to sense the subtle change in Zong Zheng's lower body, so she twisted her waist, her buttocks rubbing against Zong Zheng's huge penis, which Zong Zheng felt growing harder and harder.

"Oh? It's hard?" Yan Yu stood up, saw Zong Zheng's already erect crotch, and then turned around and took a leather whip from the wall.

"Ask me whatever you want, don't touch me..." Zong Zheng was getting anxious; it seemed this policewoman really was capable of "abusing her power.

" *Crack!

* "Ah!" Zong Zheng was whipped on the thigh by Yan Yu, almost hitting his bulging erection.

"Hmm..." Yan Yu smiled sweetly, "Looks like you're also afraid of getting hurt there!" Then she lashed out with the whip again, this time almost hitting Zong Zheng's groin.

"Ahhh! Stop it! I haven't offended you, do you have to do this?" Zong Zheng roared, sweating profusely.

"I'm a police officer, and you're the criminal who kidnapped the female college student." Yan Yu walked up to Zong Zheng, crossed her white-stockinged legs, and pressed her high heels against Zong Zheng's knees. "If I were to look at this..." Yan Yu pressed her fingers on Zong Zheng's erection. "One cut, and you'd lose something from your body, and you wouldn't have to commit rape anymore! I'm helping you!" "Officer Yan Yu." Zong Zheng was truly speechless, bewildered by this wicked and beautiful policewoman. "You might as well just shoot me dead." "You've tormented me for so long, can't I get some recoup my losses?" Yan Yu slapped Zong Zheng's face, then took a few steps back, placing her hands on either side of the blouse of her deep V-neck dress, slowly pulling it open. Immediately afterward, a pair of snow-white, round breasts popped out like rabbits, adorned with pink areolas and erect nipples that looked like they had been hard for a long time.

Yan Yu let her skirt fall completely, cascading down her slender waist and long legs to the floor. Her smooth shoulders revealed her sexy collarbones, and her abs were still visible. However, her round breasts looked somewhat unusual, with unusually pointed nipples and a slight tremor.

"Oh no, it's this again..." Yan Yu gently covered her chest, her face flushed as she gasped, "Ah!" She shook her head and cried out, then two streams of milk gushed from her nipples, spraying directly onto Zong Zheng's face.

Zong Zheng couldn't resist the urge to lick the milk off his face, but he was also puzzled as to why Yan Yu would suddenly spray milk.

"Ugh..." Yan Yu gently covered her breasts with both hands, still dripping with milk, and lay on her side on the bed, panting softly for a while with her eyes closed. "

What's wrong?" Zong Zheng asked.

"It's all your fault!" Yan Yu shouted resentfully, "What kind of lactation-inducing drug did you give me the night before last? The effects still haven't worn off, and I keep getting... ugh..." Yan Yu groaned again,

"It can flare up at any time. And... my breasts are unusually sensitive right now, I can't even wear a bra." "Oh!" Zong Zheng nodded, "I see. I thought Officer Yan Yu was dressed so sexily to lure those perverts into raping you!" "You..." Yan Yu was a little angry. She walked up to Zong Zheng and grabbed his neck, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll really make sure you lose something." Zong Zheng shook her off a few times, breaking free from Yan Yu's grasp. At the same time, Zong Zheng had a sudden idea and bit down on Yan Yu's round breast.

"Haaaaah!...No..." Zongzheng bit down on Yan Yu's nipples, starting from the areola. The already sensitive nipples trembled even more violently as Zongzheng bit down so hard. With a "plop," another stream of milk spurted from Yan Yu's nipple, spraying directly into Zongzheng's mouth.

"Mmm! Mmm..." Zongzheng bit down even harder on Yan Yu's breasts, and she pushed his head away. In that instant, another gush of milk sprayed from Yan Yu's breasts onto Zongzheng's face. Yan Yu then covered her milk-soaked breasts and collapsed onto the bed, moaning as she covered her sensitive nipples.

"Hurry up!" Zongzheng bit down on the belt on his left hand, quickly untying it, then untied the belt on his other hand, and finally, swiftly untied the belt binding his feet.

Yan Yu was still lying on the bed, groaning and covering her breasts from the stimulation she had just experienced, when Zong Zheng suddenly grabbed the miniature pistol next to Yan Yu's bed and pointed it at her.

"Don't move!" Yan Yu finally realized what was happening: "Ah! How could you..." Zong Zheng suddenly grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it hard.

"Ahhh!..." Yan Yu let out a soft moan as another stream of milk spurted from her nipple.

"Now, it's my turn to torture you, Miss Officer." Yan Yu was only wearing white lace panties, white stockings, and garter belts. Zong Zheng stripped off Yan Yu's panties, stuffed them into her mouth, and taped them shut with green tape. Then he bound Yan Yu's hands behind her back, making a Guanyin-binding gesture with her palms together, and tied them with rope starting from her wrists, binding them in pairs, three sets in total, up to her elbows. Her breasts, still dripping with milk, were tightly bound at the base with two ropes, almost deforming them. Ropes were also pulled out from her abdomen and tied back and forth, creating a shapely silhouette. Her white-stockinged legs were first bound at the base of her thighs, ankles, and knees, and then reinforced with thin nylon ropes several times. Her fingers were also bound several times with nylon ropes.

"Huff..." Zongzheng was a little tired. "Even you would have a hard time escaping like this, Officer Yanyu." Zongzheng tore off the tape over Yanyu's mouth and removed the wad of underwear from her mouth.

"Haa! Zongzheng, let me go! Don't you know this is a crime?" Yanyu shouted at Zongzheng in a commanding tone, panting. Zongzheng

ignored her, but thought for a moment and suddenly realized, "Last time I gave you 'refined dairy cow lactation stimulant'. Just a small sip is enough to maintain a day's milk production. I gave you so much, I'm afraid... it will take more than half a week for it to subside." "Huh? What? Zongzheng, you..." Yanyu was a little amused and struggled with her hands. This time the rope was tied much tighter than last time, and her fingers were fixed by very thin nylon ropes, making it difficult to move.

"I have very important things to do, but Miss Yanyu, you keep bothering me. If this continues, you'll definitely prevent me from getting things done. For safety's sake, I absolutely cannot let you go!" Zongzheng said this while staring intently at Yanyu, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.

"Ah? How could you... ugh..." Before Yanyu could finish speaking, Zongzheng shoved a pink gag with a hole into her mouth and secured it behind her head.

"I know Yanyu, your legwork is impressive, and if I don't use some tricks, you might escape." Zongzheng picked up the whip from the bed.

"Ugh?!... " Yanyu shook her head anxiously, her sexy body swaying, her breasts, which were being restrained at the base, jiggling wildly, spilling a few drops of milk.

"Crack!" Zongzheng lashed the whip across Yanyu's trembling breasts.

"Ugh... ugh... ugh..." A whip mark immediately appeared on Yanyu's fair breasts, and her entire body curled up on the bed.

Zongzheng gently bent the straight whip, then pointed the tip at Yanyu's tightly bound abdomen, tracing its sexy line downwards until it reached her navel: "What if I shove it in here?" Yanyu, sweating profusely and blushing, looked at Zongzheng, who was staring at her with a wicked grin.

Suddenly, Zongzheng tightened his grip, jabbing Yanyu's navel. Yanyu felt a chill in her abdomen and curled up, trying to dodge Zongzheng, but her breasts pressed against the bed, squeezing out another stream of milk. At the same time, Zongzheng lashed Yanyu's raised buttocks with the whip again.

"Ugh! Ugh..." "Still dodging? Hmph! Since that's how it is, then I'll wear you down until you have no strength left." Zongzheng put down the whip, sat on the bed, and cradled Yanyu, who was bound like a dumpling, in his arms, embracing her from behind.

Zongzheng unzipped his pants, revealing his erect penis, the glans already gleaming purple and looking incredibly hot, indicating it had been hard for a long time.

"Ugh?!" Yan Yu was suddenly grabbed by Zongzheng's breast and pulled back slightly, her buttocks seemingly touching something hot and hard—Zongzheng's long-erect penis.

Zongzheng suddenly exerted force with both hands, and with a "plop," another large gush of milk spurted out.

"Hmph! That's not enough." Zongzheng whispered in Yan Yu's ear, "To make you exhausted and dehydrated as quickly as possible, I'm going to squeeze all your milk out, until you're completely dry!" "Ugh?!" Yan Yu's heart skipped a beat, realizing the seriousness of the situation. Zongzheng suddenly grabbed Yan Yu's waist, pressing her face down onto the bed, then aimed his glans at Yan Yu's slightly open vulva.

"However, let's start here." Before the words were even finished, Zongzheng pulled Yanyu's waist back, simultaneously thrusting his hips forward, plunging his entire penis into Yanyu's honeypot, penetrating her vagina.

"Ugh?! No…" Yanyu desperately shook her sexy waist, trying to shake off Zongzheng, but it was no use. Zongzheng held his penis firmly inside Yanyu's honeypot. Due to the effects of the drug, Yanyu's honeypot was already overflowing with desire, allowing Zongzheng to thrust into her vagina more easily.

Zongzheng suddenly picked up Yanyu, sitting down against the headboard, holding her slender waist, and then pressed her body down between his legs.

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh!…" The sudden pressure caused Zongzheng's huge penis to penetrate directly into Yanyu's uterus. Then, Zongzheng began to thrust Yanyu's body up and down repeatedly on top of him. Finally, Zongzheng directly grasped the base of Yanyu's breasts with both hands and began to frantically masturbate them.

The effects of the drug had probably worn off slightly, and Yan Yu didn't spurt out any milk. But Zong Zheng didn't stop; instead, he continued to grip and stroke Yan Yu's bound breasts, increasing the force and speed, seemingly determined to extract the milk.

"Waaaaaah..." Yan Yu hadn't expected to fall for Zong Zheng again, and this time the situation was far more serious than before. As Zong Zheng frantically fucked Yan Yu, each thrust went straight into her uterus, and almost every time Yan Yu felt as if her body was being pierced through. Waves of pleasure engulfed Yan Yu. The thrusting in her lower body and the stroking of her sensitive breasts brought Yan Yu to orgasm quickly.

A large amount of vaginal fluid flowed down Zong Zheng's penis, making him even more excited. He rubbed Yan Yu's breasts even harder, and Yan Yu's breasts finally couldn't withstand Zong Zheng's violent "squeezing." Her nipples opened, and two streams of milk gushed from Yan Yu's nipples.

"Ugh...no, like this, ugh...I can't break free at all. But down there, it feels so good...ugh..." Yan Yu, drenched in sweat, endured Zong Zheng's repeated assaults, but Zong Zheng's penis not only didn't stop, but Yan Yu felt it swell even more than before, stimulating the inner walls of her vagina even more. After about ten minutes, Yan Yu climaxed again, and at the same time, two streams of milk splattered from Yan Yu's breasts, almost splashing onto the opposite wall.

Zong Zheng suddenly began to breathe heavily, forcefully pressing Yan Yu onto his penis, and with a slight tremor, he shot a large gush of thick semen straight into Yan Yu's uterus, hitting the deepest part of her uterus, making Yan Yu's entire body tremble as if struck by lightning.

A small stream of saliva kept flowing from the hole where the gag was stuffed in Yan Yu's mouth, her face covered in sweat. As Zongzheng withdrew his penis from Yanyu's vagina, a large amount of semen mixed with vaginal fluid slowly flowed out, running down her thighs and onto her white stockings.

But Zongzheng had no intention of letting Yanyu off the hook; he wouldn't give her a chance to breathe. Less than two minutes after ejaculating and pulling his penis out, he grabbed Yanyu's slender waist again and thrust his penis back into her vagina, in the same position as before, directly into her uterus, while forcefully stroking the base of her breasts with both hands.

"Ugh?! Ugh ugh ugh..." Yanyu's eyes widened with desire as she felt the massive penis thrust deep into her uterus again, her breasts once more held in Zongzheng's hands.

By 7 p.m., Yan Yu had been fucked by Zong Zheng for nearly six hours and had lost consciousness. She lay on the bed, her body convulsing. Streams of semen and vaginal fluid flowed onto the bed, and fragrant saliva seeped from the gag hole. Her pair of round breasts jiggled back and forth with the convulsions of Yan Yu's body, and each jiggling would cause a small stream of milk to be ejected.

"Phew..." Zong Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of protracted battle was unprecedented for him. Looking at the pitiful policewoman on the bed, whose eyes were lifeless from his fucking, Zong Zheng fell into thought.

"Maybe only by really turning her into a sex toy with nothing but lust can she stop interfering with me. But what if her superiors come looking for me?" Zong Zheng's thoughts were all twisted into a pretzel: "Forget it, get her away first, and think of other things later... Damn it!" Zong Zheng took out his phone and dialed the number of a person named "Blackie".

"Hello?" "Hello! Brother Hei, it's me, Zongzheng, your new underling." "Oh! What's up? Is there anything I can help you with?" "Um... I do have something I'd like to trouble you with, brother." "No need for formalities, we're family!

Go ahead!" "I want a box to carry beautiful women, the one I used when I kidnapped Shi Yufei last time. I wonder if you could deliver one to Chengbin Residential Area?" "No problem!" The delivery was quick, after all, this was part of Wolong Pavilion's so-called jurisdiction, and the box was delivered to the security room in less than 20 minutes.

Zongzheng went to pick up the box. Although the old man at the security room gave him a strange look, there was nothing else. He took the box, put Yan Yu inside, and then left Chengbin Residential Area, preparing to return to his apartment.

On the way, Zongzheng considered how to control Yan Yu and ensure that his plans wouldn't go wrong. On a whim, he ran to a nearby store that was still open and bought several toy four-wheel drive cars and balloons. He also bought copper wire, rubber bands, medicine, and some Nanfu batteries before returning to his private room.

"Let's get to work!" Zongzheng disassembled the four-wheel drive cars, took out some motors and batteries, and then took out some tape and plastic materials from the store to start making "props."

After about an hour, Zongzheng finished his "masterpiece." He opened the box, took Yanyu out, and placed her on the bed. Yanyu's eyes were still slightly half-closed. Zongzheng changed the rope binding her legs so that they were tied in an overlapping manner.

Zongzheng turned Yanyu over, making her buttocks stick up high, then applied a can of lubricant to his hands and gently smeared it on Yanyu's anus with his fingers. He then inserted his index finger into Yanyu's anus and stirred it back and forth.

"Ugh?!" The stimulation of her anus made Yanyu a little more awake.

Zongzheng applied some lubricant to her anus, then violently pried open Yanyu's anus with one hand, opening it to about 1cm wide. He then inserted the lubricant from his fingertip directly into Yanyu's rectum.

"Ugh..." Yanyu felt a chill run through her body as something cold suddenly entered her rectum. Zongzheng then took out a long, water-filled balloon, coated it with a thick layer of lubricant, and inserted it into Yanyu's open, lubricated anus.

"Ugh..." The balloon wasn't very thick, but the coldness of it being inserted into her rear end made Yanyu very uncomfortable. After the balloon was fully inside Yanyu's anus, Zongzheng picked her up, carried her into the bathroom, and placed her in the bathtub.

Yanyu didn't know what Zongzheng was going to do, but she was afraid, worried that he might drown her.

Zongzheng took out two very thin rods, each less than 10cm long. One end had a polygonal gear the size of a grain of rice, and the other end was connected by wires with a switch-like device in the middle. These were four-wheel drive levers that Zongzheng had taken from the four-wheel drive car box, used to enable the four-wheel drive car to drive the front and rear wheels simultaneously.

Yan Yu had no idea what he was going to do with them when Zongzheng gently grasped one of her breasts and then used the geared end to poke into the nipple hole.

"Ugh! Ugh?!..." Yan Yu felt a tingling sensation in her nipple, followed by a cool feeling. Zongzheng inserted it about half an inch into Yan Yu's nipple, and then inserted the geared end of the other four-wheel drive lever into the other nipple hole. Then Zongzheng wrapped several layers of rubber around the areola and secured it with tape.

"It's not over yet!" Zongzheng grinned mischievously and took out another thing, a cylindrical cover containing four four-wheel drive car wheels. Through a motor and gears, the four wheels could be turned on simultaneously when a switch was activated.

Zongzheng placed two such covers around Yanyu's areolas on both breasts, securing them firmly with tape.

Yanyu now understood their purpose; if all the switches were turned on, it would be like a juicer with no blind spots. Zongzheng

wasn't finished yet. He took out a smaller, flatter, cylindrical cover with two small "nail wheels" attached—parts he had specially bought—also with switches. There was only a gap of less than half a fingernail between the two wheels. Zongzheng placed it over Yanyu's clitoris, barely squeezing it into the gap.

"Mmm..." Yanyu moaned softly. At this moment, Zongzheng took out a homemade vibrator, seemingly a modified vibrator head with a four-wheel drive motor. Zongzheng then took out a belt similar to a chastity belt and fixed the vibrator to it.

"You know the speed of a four-wheel drive motor, don't you, Miss Yanyu?" Zongzheng asked with a light laugh.

"A four-wheel drive? Oh my god!" Yan Yu's face turned pale with fright. She twisted and struggled, but Zong Zheng still held her down and inserted the vibrator all the way into Yan Yu's vagina, reaching her cervix. Then he secured the belt firmly around Yan Yu's waist. Afterward, Zong Zheng took out a four-wheel drive lever connected to a motor and slowly inserted the small gear end into Yan Yu's urethra.

"Mmm...mmm......" "Only one last thing left!" Zong Zheng took out a transparent rubber tube more than 2 meters long and about 1 inch in diameter, and then inserted one end into Yan Yu's anus, which was stuffed with balloons.

"Enema game, Miss Yanyu, I think you're not too unfamiliar with it, but my way of playing is a little different from the usual enema game!" "Huh?!" Yanyu watched as Zongzheng raised the tube high, then picked up a long water balloon and put it into the tube. It seemed to be lubricated inside, and the long balloon went in easily. Then Zongzheng put in a second, a third, and a fourth one, until the tube was almost completely filled. Then Zongzheng raised the other end of the tube high, picked up a stopper-like object and placed it on top, and then placed a lead weight with a diameter of one inch on top.

"Finally finished!" Zongzheng looked at Yanyu's appearance: "I have to go out now, so I can't always watch over you, so I prepared these things." "Huh?!" Zongzheng reached out and turned on all the switches on Yanyu's body.

"Ugh?! Ugh... Ugh ugh ugh ugh..." At this moment, all the toys on Yan Yu's body started working simultaneously. The small gears of the two four-wheel drive levers were spinning wildly in her nipples. Because it was the frequency of a four-wheel drive car, the speed was terrifyingly fast. The tires of the four-wheel drive car covering her breasts were also spinning at high speed at the same time, squeezing Yan Yu's breasts frantically. This squeezing of milk from both inside and outside caused Yan Yu's nipples to quickly splatter milk. Yan Yu's lower body was the same. The high-frequency rotation of the vibrator, combined with the clitoris being squeezed by the interlocking wheels, caused a large amount of vaginal fluid to seep out of her honey hole. The most deadly thing was that the four-wheel drive lever with small gears was also inserted into her urethra. The high-frequency rotation of the four-wheel drive lever collided with it. The pleasure and the urge to urinate surged at the same time, causing Yan Yu to quickly orgasm. At the same time as a large amount of love fluid flowed out, a stream of light yellow urine also spurted out from Yan Yu's lower body.

"You've already lost control of your bladder so quickly, this thing must be really useful. Enjoy it, Miss Officer. I'm using a high-strength Nanfu battery; it can last for over 30 hours straight, let alone one night! Oh, right!" Zongzheng looked up at the tube containing the water-filled balloons: "These balloons in this tube are all filled with water. I inserted one into your anus at first. This balloon isn't very sturdy; it will burst if subjected to too much violent vibration. Once it bursts, the water inside will fill your rectum, and then the lead weight on top will push the next water balloon into your rectum. Once all the balloons are in your rectum, the plug will automatically act as an anal plug to block your anus." "Waaaaah! Waaaaah..." Yan Yu had no time to pay attention to what Zongzheng was saying, because at this moment she was being hit by waves of stimulation, her eyes rolled back, and saliva kept seeping from the corners of her mouth. The gears in her breasts were still spinning at a crazy speed, as if trying to drill through Yan Yu's nipples, and milk kept seeping out. The gears in her urethra and the vibrator in her vagina were spinning wildly.

"Alright, I have to go out and run some errands." Zongzheng put a collar around Yan Yu's neck and locked the chain to the bathtub faucet. "You can enjoy yourself here! I'll come back to see you when I'm done." Then, Zongzheng walked out the door and turned off the light.

The bathroom immediately fell into darkness. In the darkness, Yan Yu twisted her body, constantly being stimulated by her nipples and genitals.

"Ugh!...Ugh ugh ugh ugh..." After about ten minutes, Yan Yu felt a cool sensation penetrate her rectum. It turned out that during the high-frequency rotation and vibration of the equipment, the balloon in Yan Yu's rectum had finally burst, and cold water filled her rectum. At the same time, another balloon went directly into Yan Yu's anus, refilling her rectum. Yan Yu felt her stomach bulging, but she couldn't move. Milk and vaginal fluid continued to flow out in streams. Thus, accompanied by intense stimulation, she struggled in the dark bathroom.

"Waaah..."

Zongzheng walked down the street, yawning. The streets were nearly deserted under the night sky. He wandered aimlessly, unknowingly arriving at the fourth street.

"Who?" Zongzheng felt someone following him. He turned around but saw no one special.

Then, when he turned back, he saw a familiar figure.

"Red hair, Lou Zhao!" Zongzheng recognized him; it was Lou Zhao.

Lou Zhao's eyes were bloodshot, the veins on his face, neck, and hands taut. His right hand was slightly raised, a dark red pattern spreading like a flower.

"Do you need something?" Zongzheng asked calmly.

Without a word, Lou Zhao made a claw shape and lunged at Zongzheng. Zongzheng dodged, but Lou Zhao's claw embedded itself in the telephone pole behind him, the cracks widening.

"Hmph! I'll kill you today, Zongzheng!" Lou Zhao then struck at Zongzheng with both hands.

"Oh no!" Zongzheng sensed something was wrong and turned to dodge to the side.

(5) New Clue

A force slammed into the wall, seemingly about to collapse the entire wall. The hand was pressed against the wall with its five fingers spread out, but only five and a half fingers were visible, as the other half was embedded in the wall.

Zongzheng knelt to the side, panting and wiping the sweat from his forehead. It seemed that Lou Zhao was serious this time, and he probably wouldn't stop until he had completely destroyed Zongzheng.

"Hmph! Pretty agile! You dodged that." Lou Zhao pulled his hand out of the wall, a few grains of stone falling from the cracks. "You don't know any breathing techniques and you still managed to dodge my 'Crimson Sky Strike'? If you did, I'm afraid I really wouldn't be a match for you. But actually, the Koi Clan basically doesn't have the opportunity to learn breathing techniques." "Hahahaha!" Zong Zheng stood up and laughed loudly. "Lou Zhao, you overestimate yourself!" "What?" "You think you're my opponent now? Breathing techniques, strikes, whatever, I don't need them!" Then Zong Zheng used his foot to pick up a stone from the ground and kicked it at Lou Zhao's head.

Lou Zhao dodged to the side and caught the stone with his hand, then threw it at Zong Zheng, who also dodged it.

Lou Zhao raised his hands, fingers spread, to his chest, staring intently at Zong Zheng: "I only used thirty percent of my strength with the Crimson Sky Strike just now; now I'll use seventy percent to finish you off!" Zong Zheng feigned composure, watching the changes in Lou Zhao's hands. Red patterns began to spread across Lou Zhao's wrists, and then Lou Zhao's hands seemed to ignite with a dark red flame.

Suddenly, Lou Zhao lunged at Zong Zheng, his right hand slashing towards Zong Zheng's neck in an eagle claw shape. Zong Zheng took a few steps back and dodged, completely avoiding Lou Zhao's attack. But in that instant of dodging, Zong Zheng suddenly felt an itch on his face, followed by a burning pain, and a few drops of blood trickled down his cheek.

"Ah? This…" Zong Zheng wiped the blood from his face, thinking to himself, "I clearly dodged it; his hand was a full ten centimeters away from my face, how…" "The Crimson Sky Strike can injure the opponent even without touching the target," Lou Zhao said coldly, continuing his attack on Zong Zheng.

"No! Let's get out of here!" Zongzheng turned around and quickly re-entered an alley, running deeper and deeper. After

running for about five minutes, Zongzheng looked back. Lou Zhao didn't seem to be chasing him; there was no sound, and no one was around.

"Is this a lie? Maybe... he's lying in ambush, waiting for me to get out." Zongzheng slowly walked back the way he came, worried about running into someone he didn't want to see, so he walked very quietly.

He stopped, and seeing that everything seemed alright, he breathed a sigh of relief and took another step forward.

"Click!"

Zongzheng was immediately drawn to the sound beneath his feet. Just as he looked down to see what it was, he heard a "whoosh" sound, and a rope appeared out of nowhere, tripping Zongzheng on the left side of his neck and pulling him aside. Zongzheng had no time to react and crashed into the glass window next to him, shattering the glass and falling into a dark room below.

"Ah? Where am I?" Zongzheng was surrounded by complete darkness; he couldn't see his hand in front of his face. He found himself seemingly sitting in a chair, his hands bound by ropes, his left hand pulled to the right and his right hand to the left, elbows crossed in front of him. His feet and body were secured to the chair legs and backrest with leather straps. His neck was also bound and strangled behind him, and his chin and nose were also secured horizontally to a pillar-like object behind the chair.

"Good heavens!" Zong Zheng suddenly remembered that there was a restricted area in Wolong Pavilion's territory, located in an alley at the intersection of the third and fourth streets. It was the territory of a woman named "Fa Tong." Some newcomers who didn't know their way around had wandered into this area and been tortured to death by this woman. And he had just happened to have fought with Lou Zhao near the fourth and third streets. He

heard the sound of a door lock turning across the street, and a beam of bright light shone in through the crack in the door, constantly expanding its range, making Zong Zheng's eyes extremely bright.

"She actually came to my door herself! Did she accidentally get lost?" Zong Zheng heard a mature woman's voice and knew that this woman must be Fa Tong. He knew that he had encountered even greater trouble this time.

"You're really ruthless, Lou Zhao." Huo Langzi kept swiping on her iPad and said to Lou Zhao,

"You want to use Fa Tong to get rid of Zong Zheng." "I can't. I can't find a reasonable reason to kill him right now. If he's a double agent or an internal traitor, then I can kill him with a clear conscience." Lou Zhao took a big gulp of his canned beer and then exhaled.

"Hmph... Where would the Koi Clan have a traitor? You suspect he's here to rescue the Cloud Sea Society's leader, the Empress?" Fire Mantis put down her iPad. "Then tell me, could Zongzheng be a member of the Cloud Sea Society?" Lou Zhao snorted and said viciously, "I had someone investigate his background. He's an insurance salesman, and he was fired by his boss recently." "Hmm..." Fire Mantis sighed and touched the gold earring on her ear. "Speaking of which, the only ones currently hostile to our Wolong Pavilion are the Cloud Sea Society..." "Yes. If those sects and gangs that collapsed and disappeared in the past few years, like the Eastern Heretic Society, the Azure Sky Society, and the Sand Wolf Society, were still around, then our Crouching Dragon Pavilion would probably have more than just the Cloud Sea Society as an enemy." Lou Zhao looked out the window, crossed his arms, and thought to himself, "Sect Leader, are you really here to save the Empress? If so, but you're not a member of the Cloud Sea Society. But none of that matters anymore, because you'll soon become a dead Sect Leader." "Just because he punched you?" Fire Mantis chuckled.

"What are you talking about?" Black Wind Rock walked in, still wearing the same eye patch, the long scar still etched like a river on his face, but he looked much more cheerful than before.

"How did it go?" Fire Mantis asked.

Black Wind Rock sighed: "Great!" Fire Mantis and Lou Zhao both knew he was referring to Shi Yufei, and Black Wind Rock looked radiant with the joy of victory. It seemed he had a very good time these past two days.

"What were you guys talking about?" Black Wind Rock asked.

Lou Zhao was instantly speechless. Zong Zheng had just joined Hei Fengyan's side, and now, for a moment, Lou Zhao didn't know how to answer Hei Fengyan's question.

The surrounding lights came on, the blinding light piercing Zong Zheng's eyes, making his head explode. As the afterimage before his eyes slowly solidified, Zong Zheng saw the woman walking towards him.

Zong Zheng noticed that she wore a black ball mask, long curly hair cascading down her sides, and fiery red lips that looked incredibly alluring under the lights. She wore a sexy black lace halter-neck bodycon dress, her slender waist swaying back and forth with each step, looking extremely seductive. Below, her long, beautiful legs were clad in black halter-neck lace stockings and black high-heeled boots, and she held a whip in her black gloves, exuding a domineering queenly aura.

"Are you unfamiliar with the way around here and accidentally got lost?" the woman asked, tapping the whip tip on Zong Zheng's chin in an ambiguous tone.

Zong Zheng was so angry he almost laughed. He never expected to be defeated by two women in one day. Without a doubt, the woman before him was Fa Tong. Although she wore a mask, she was clearly a rare beauty, much like the policewoman Yan Yu. However, judging from her figure and voice, she was probably around twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

"You, you're Fa Tong!" Zong Zheng's voice trembled slightly, as he was worried that the rumors about Fa Tong were true.

"That's right!" Fa Tong leaned down, her face directly facing Zong Zheng. As she bent over, Zong Zheng saw the deep cleavage beneath her low-cut dress, and his lower body reacted again. At that moment, Fa Tong's nose almost touched Zong Zheng's.

"You're really lucky!" Fa Tong reached out her gloved hand and touched Zong Zheng's face. "Can't wait any longer?" "Can't wait for what?" Zong Zheng pretended to be indifferent, but inside he was extremely nervous, wondering what methods Fa Tong would use. At this moment, he was trying to find a way to break the ropes binding his hands.

"Don't move," Fatong said gently, then raised her black-stockinged legs high, her high heels treading on Zongzheng's thighs, the heels bobbing back and forth. "Since you're from Wolong Pavilion, you must know what I'm going to do!" Fatong touched her fiery red lower lip with her other index and middle fingers, slightly moving her lips, then smeared her lipstick across her cheek.

Zongzheng smelled a strange fragrance, a scent that seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he'd encountered it before.

"Miss Fatong, I was forced here. Let's talk this over, please don't do anything rash!" "What are you saying?!" Fatong patted Zongzheng's face, facing him with a girlishly innocent smile: "How can something this interesting be called rash?" At this point, Fatong suddenly took a step back and lashed Zongzheng with her whip.

Zong Zheng twisted his hands. This rope was much tighter than the belt Yan Yu had used during the day, but while his head hadn't been secured during the day, now even his face was constricted by the rope.

"Miss Fatong, I know many newcomers have died at your hands, but I have urgent business to attend to. Can we discuss it?" "Discuss...what?" Fatong grinned wickedly at Zong Zheng, then lashed out with the whip again.

Zong Zheng felt a burning sensation on his chest; thankfully, he was wearing a trench coat, otherwise it would have been even worse.

Fatong walked to Zong Zheng's side, wrapped her arms around his neck, and lightly kissed his ear: "I didn't harm them! They were willing. Actually, it's not that complicated. For the next week or two, be my little pet, and then..." Fatong grinned wickedly and took two steps back.

"You killed them all!" "Don't put it so harshly!" Fatong waved her hand: "They were all happy and enjoying their deaths, without feeling any pain! Isn't that good? They were happy at the moment of death." Zongzheng's thoughts were completely twisted. This woman in front of him was simply not human. If he were to become her pet, it would definitely be worse than death. Although he was thinking this, Zongzheng had to admit that at this moment, he had an erection again.

"Just like that girl named Future, that fragrance." Zongzheng recalled something. But just then, Fatong suddenly lashed out at Zongzheng with her whip.

"Ah!" Zongzheng couldn't help but cry out.

Then, Fatong's whip seemed to be possessed, lashing out wildly at Zongzheng. Her eyes revealed a wild and evil gaze, twisting her sexy and alluring waist as she lashed out at Zongzheng about a dozen times.

Although Zongzheng was wearing a trench coat, his neck and face were still struck hard several times, and his chest received at least four or five lashes, leaving obvious whip marks through the torn fabric.

"Let me give you a little lesson first." Then Fatong tossed the whip aside: "There have been thirteen people before you, and you're the fourteenth! Ahead of you are eleven men and two women. In a little while, you'll be just like them. Aren't you looking forward to it?" Zongzheng somewhat understood how those people had died, but breaking free was almost impossible, making the situation even more dire.

Just then, all the lights in the room suddenly went out, plunging the room into darkness.

"What happened?" Fatong walked to the light switch and pressed it a few times, annoyed. "The power went out at this hour. Did

the fuse blow? These idiots, looks like I'll have to call them to fix it." Fatong opened the door and went out.

The room was dark again. Zongzheng's face, neck, and chest burned with pain. Recalling how hard Fatong had hit him, he realized that Fatong had really been rough.

"If you don't break free before the power is on, you'll be in big trouble..." Zong Zheng twisted the rope on his left hand. "That woman Fatong is really an expert; I can't move her at all. By the way, what time is it?" Zong Zheng glanced at the watch on his left wrist... Hei Fengyan walked down the street, bought a bottle of Coke, and after opening it, a burst of carbon dioxide rushed up. He then gulped down a large mouthful of the black carbonated drink.

"Old Hei, do you used to drink Coke?" Hei Fengyan turned around and saw Lou Zhao.

"Want a sip?" Hei Fengyan asked.

"No interest. I just wanted to tell you not to meddle!" "Oh?" Hei Fengyan screwed the cap back on the Coke bottle. "Shouldn't I care about my underlings? Lou Zhao, we're pretty close, don't cause me any trouble!" He then casually tossed the Coke bottle into the trash can.

Zong Zheng touched the whip marks on his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I almost got killed by Fatong, but why did the power suddenly go out?" Zongzheng walked to the door, feeling frustrated that he still had no clue about the Empress. It was still pitch black; he didn't even know how he'd fallen in.

"You should pay attention to things beyond what you can see; you might make an unexpected discovery." These words, which Zongzheng had heard during the day, suddenly struck him like lightning.

"That's it! Fatong should be able to connect with the leader of the Crouching Dragon Pavilion. If I go through her, I might be able to find out about the Empress." At that moment, all the lights came on, and a blinding light shone into Zongzheng's eyes.

"Oh no! She's about to come in!" Zongzheng looked around for a place to hide, grabbed a few things from the wall, and darted behind a chair, crouching down.

"Finally!" The sound of the door opening, accompanied by the sound of high-heeled boots, came through.

"What happened?" Fatong was startled to see the empty chair and quickly ran to it. The rope had been cut or slashed, with obvious cuts.

Just as Fatong was wondering why Zongzheng was missing, Zongzheng suddenly sprang out from behind the chair and looped a nylon rope around Fatong's neck from behind.

"Stop! Ugh..." Fatong knelt on the ground, half-bent over, her neck tightly constricted by the nylon rope, her back pinned down by Zongzheng's foot, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Zongzheng was worried he would exhaust Fatong, but letting go would mean missing this opportunity to ambush her. Not wanting to escalate the situation, Zongzheng continued to pull on the nylon rope.

Fatong finally stopped struggling and collapsed, relaxed.

Seeing Fatong lying motionless on the ground, Zongzheng assumed she had fainted. However, the hand Fatong had been using to cover her lower abdomen was slowly moving. That's right, she hadn't fainted; she was preparing for a sneak attack.

Suddenly, Zongzheng forcefully pulled Fatong into his arms. Just as Fatong was about to retaliate, a handkerchief was suddenly placed over her face, and a strong smell of medicine filled her nostrils.

"Ugh?! What?" Fatong was completely dumbfounded. She hadn't expected Zongzheng to use a double-insurance tactic, attacking her again with a sleeping potion. Fatong then closed her eyes; this time, she had undoubtedly truly fainted.

"Phew... This tigress is really troublesome. Luckily, I had a backup plan, or I would have fallen for it." Zongzheng reached out and turned Fatong over, removing her mask.

Although Fatong's eyes were closed, her fair face was still beautiful. A little lipstick on her fiery red lips gave her a unique beauty, which Zongzheng found appealing. He had to admit that sometimes, a tigress who wouldn't hurt anyone could be like a cute little kitten.

"Ah? No! This woman..." Zongzheng carefully examined Fatong's face. It resembled "Future," the uninvited girl who first entered his room at Wolong Pavilion. The scent of her hair that Zongzheng had just smelled was also the same as Fatong's. Could Future actually be one of Fatong's two sisters, Famo and Fachen?

[The End]

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