[Fantasy] Linglong's Feud (Complete) - 1-3

I. A Wolf Enters the House:

Outside Suzhou city, bells and drums resounded. The arrival of Master Zhao, the son-in-law, was quite a spectacle!

The Zhao family was a powerful force in Suzhou, and Zhao Kunhua, outwardly a wealthy merchant, was secretly the leader of the Dragon God Gang.

This gang was notorious for its arson, murder, rape, and plunder; its influence extended to several provinces along the Yangtze River. It had been operating for over twenty years, and the people of Suzhou were well aware of its power and influence, but feared its strength and close ties with the government, leaving them

powerless to stop it. The groom, Cheng Jin, had been enjoying great success in the Dragon God Gang in recent years, achieving both literary and martial prowess, leading his men to conquer over a dozen smaller gangs and making significant contributions. He was handsome, generous, and not only possessed top-tier martial arts skills within the gang but also remarkable intelligence. He was also deeply devoted to Zhao Kunhua. Zhao Kunhua considered him a once-in-a-lifetime talent in the gang and was very pleased with him. Therefore, he married his second daughter, Zhao Shuangling, to him, firstly as encouragement, and secondly to ensure he could settle down and not harbor any disloyal thoughts. Today was their wedding day.

The wine was cold and the food was left uneaten; Cheng Jin, slightly drunk, was helped into the bridal chamber.

The bride under the lamplight was exceptionally charming, and Cheng Jin was secretly delighted. He embraced her, removed her phoenix crown, and pressed her beneath him, his hands restlessly groping Zhao Shuangling's breasts.

Although Zhao Shuangling's father was a notorious bandit, he only appeared as a merchant to his family. Zhao Shuangling, now nineteen, only vaguely sensed that her father might not be a law-abiding citizen and was unaware that he was actually the infamous leader of the Dragon God Gang. Shuangling had been well-educated and refined since childhood, resembling a lady from a prominent family, and was a renowned beauty.

Cheng Jin's hands rubbed her breasts through her clothes, and Zhao Shuangling blushed deeply. Knowing she was now his woman, she couldn't help but feel shy and unconsciously pushed Cheng Jin's hand

away, saying, "No..." Cheng Jin wouldn't listen, his hands becoming even more restless. His left hand swiftly slipped under her clothes, grasping Zhao Shuangling's breast. He felt Shuangling's breasts were smooth and firm, his large hand easily holding them completely.

He then kneaded them, his middle finger already touching her nipple, gently stroking it a few times. Zhao Shuangling, already flushed, felt her body go limp from his touch. She frantically tried to stop his lewd hand from invading her clothes, struggling desperately. She rolled over and sat up.

Suddenly, she felt a heat on her cheek; a slap landed heavily on her face. Cheng Jin roared, "You are my woman, how dare you disobey me?"

Zhao Shuangling hadn't expected her husband to be so rough; her heart ached, tears welled up, and she dared not utter a sound.

Cheng Jin slapped her again, shouting, "Stop crying!"

Zhao Shuangling was startled, suppressing her sobs, and whispered, "Can't you...can't you be a little gentler...?"

"Hmph, she's my own woman, I can do whatever I want with her. Take off your clothes yourself!"

"I...I..."

A perfectly handsome young man suddenly turned into a beast, and Zhao Shuangling was at a loss, her nose stinging, and she was about to cry again.

Seeing that she still hadn't obeyed, Cheng Jin raised his hand as if to hit her again. Zhao Shuangling hurriedly said, "Don't hit me...I beg you, don't hit me...I...I...I heard it's..."

Helpless, she could only reach out to unbutton her bridal gown.

Zhao Shuangling was usually like a little angel at home, the servants and maids dared not speak ill of her, and her parents treated her like a precious jewel, never raising their voices to her. Now, this husband suddenly appeared, so fierce and rude, and she felt even more wronged. Moreover, the thought of exposing her pure and innocent body to a man, even her husband, was incredibly embarrassing. She fidgeted, her large, teary eyes gazing at Cheng Jin with a pleading look, as if begging him to be gentle and considerate.

Cheng Jin, however, was unmoved. Seeing her slow movements, he snapped, "Hurry up!" and

made a move to hit her again.

Helpless, Zhao Shuangling slowly undressed, removing her top and placing it on a chair beside the bed. She turned to look at Cheng Jin again.

Seeing her fair arms and the prominent breasts beneath her bodice, Cheng Jin could no longer restrain himself. He ripped off her little red bodice, pulled her close, and grabbed her breasts, kneading them forcefully.

This time, Zhao Shuangling dared not move, submitting to his ministrations. Seeing her compliant, Cheng Jin was overjoyed: "This woman seems easy to handle."

He pinched her nipples and began to rotate them.

Zhao Shuangling gasped, a sensation she'd never experienced before spreading throughout her body. Her face flushed crimson, and she pleaded, "Don't... I... I..."

"What? Feeling good, isn't it?"

Cheng Jin whispered in her ear, his hand suddenly slipping inside her pants, passing through her pubic hair, his middle finger pressing against her labia, gently probing. This only made Zhao Shuangling more aroused; she let out a soft moan, her body twisting slightly.

Cheng Jin said, "Take your pants off."

He withdrew his hand and pushed her to sit up.

Zhao Shuangling, her face still red, slowly pulled down her pants, revealing her snow-white buttocks. She placed her clothes on the chair, glancing back at Cheng Jin, her face flushing again, and quickly turned away. It turned out Cheng Jin had also taken off his shirt, a strange smile on his face as he stared at her naked body. Zhao Shuangling gasped again, hugging her knees, her body curling into a ball.

Cheng Jin tried to pry her hands off, but couldn't budge them. He slapped her buttocks hard and yelled, "Let go! Sit up!"

Seeing Zhao Shuangling tremble and obediently place her hands beside her, he smiled, reached down and scratched her pubic hair, then stroked her vulva, laughing, "That's a good girl. Come help me take off my clothes."

He then lay back.

Zhao Shuangling dared not disobey, so she loosened her belt and pulled down her underwear. A large, purplish-red penis appeared before her eyes. She quickly closed her eyes, pulled down his pants, and sat down, covering her face. Suddenly, she

felt a sharp pain in her breast; Cheng Jin had grabbed it. Her hair was also grabbed by another hand, and she was pulled to the side. She quickly opened her eyes and saw the penis touching her nose. A strong masculine odor assaulted her stomach. "First, use your mouth to serve me. Open your mouth, take it in, and lick it properly with your tongue."

Zhao Shuangling, suppressing her tears, did as she was told. Cheng Jin, while giving orders and teaching her the technique of giving oral sex, groped her snow-white body. Zhao Shuangling felt uncomfortable from the object in her mouth, almost vomiting, while her body was being touched and pinched. One hand would grab her breasts and then touch her genitals, the feeling was indescribable and incredibly shameful. She twisted her body slightly, but couldn't escape those lewd hands. She felt bitter inside, but could only let him play with her.

Watching Zhao Shuangling perform oral sex for him with great effort, an indescribable sense of revenge rose in his chest. He gritted his teeth and said, "Old Zhao, just you wait, I'll make all the women in your family my sex slaves! Hahaha!"

The scene from eight years ago was vivid in his mind again...

His original name was Murong Jin. Eight years ago, he was the young master of the Chunhua Sect, one of the top sects in Wuchang Prefecture. His father, Murong Long, was quite famous in the martial arts world, and he and his wife, Yang Xiaoling, were known as the "Exquisite Twin Swords," renowned throughout the martial arts world. That year he was fifteen years old…

II. The Tragedy of the Massacre

That afternoon, he was taking a nap when his mother suddenly woke him, covering his mouth and saying, “Enemy forces are outside! Don’t make a sound!” She then

grabbed him and ran.

Just as they reached the main hall, they heard a commotion outside. In a panic, his mother leaped onto the plaque above the main hall that read “A Family of Heroes,” placed him behind it, and whispered, “Jin’er, you must find a way to escape and avenge us! The Murong family bloodline must not be severed. Abbot Zhikong of Qingshao Temple on Hengshan Mountain is your uncle; go find him. Remember, never put yourself in danger. Whether the Murong family can avenge itself depends entirely on you.”

With that, she drew her sword, leaped down, and ran out of the hall.

Cheng Jin was confused and didn’t ask any questions. He thought to himself, “My parents are highly skilled in martial arts; why are they so afraid?”

A loud laugh echoed from outside. Cheng Jin peered out and saw his father, covered in blood, standing beside his mother as they retreated into the hall. Suddenly, a dozen or so people rushed in, all wielding longswords, forming a circle around the Linglong Twin Swords. Cheng Jin was filled with urgency and wanted to leap down to fight alongside his parents, but then he heard his mother say, "You have killed dozens of our lives! Chunhua Sect will avenge this!"

Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat; he knew his mother's words were directed at him. He immediately held his breath, pulling his head back behind the plaque, wondering if all of his family had perished. His heart burned with anxiety, but he tried his best to suppress it.

Murong Long said sternly, "Who are you? We, the Chunhua Sect, have never met you before, nor have we harbored any grudges against you. What brings you here today?"

A long laugh followed, and a rough voice said, "You'll find out soon enough! The Exquisite Twin Swords? Heh heh! Take them down!"

A sudden clash of weapons erupted, followed by a scream. Cheng Jin heard his mother cry out, "Brother Long! Brother Long!"

His heart pounded with anxiety, and he peered out again.

The hall was a scene of utter chaos. His father's arm had been severed and he sat on the ground, leaning against a pillar, panting heavily. His mother had several swords held to her neck, helplessly surrendering, yet still cursing and shouting, "I want revenge! I want revenge!"

Cheng Jin felt a sharp pain in his heart, knowing his mother was desperately telling him to save his life. He understood that jumping down now would only be a futile act of suicide. But the thought of forcing himself to stand idly by while his parents were in danger was unbearable. He gritted his teeth and suppressed his impulse.

The bandit leader clapped his hands, and several more thieves entered, one of them carrying a woman on his shoulder. He threw her down in front of Yang Xiaoling. Cheng Jin felt another pang of pain. The woman's hands were bound behind her back, her clothes torn to shreds—it was his sister, Murong Yan'er. Yang Xiaoling cried out, "Yan'er! Yan'er! What do you want! Let my daughter go!"

The bandit leader grabbed Yan'er, lifted her chin, and saw tears glistening on her beautiful face, making her even more lovely. He lewdly said, "I've heard that the eldest daughter of the Murong family is the most talented woman in Hubei, skilled in poetry and prose. She's even more beautiful!"

Another said, "Heh heh, this little girl is also known as the most beautiful woman in Wuchang Prefecture. She truly lives up to her reputation… Today, brothers can all have some fun, hahaha!"

The bandits all laughed loudly.

Yang Xiaoling's hands were already bound behind her back. Hearing that the group intended to rape her, she was terrified and pleaded, "Sir, you've already killed her and taken the money, please spare my daughter..."

The bandit leader laughed again, ignoring her, and ripped Yan'er's clothes to shreds, leaving only thin strips of cloth hanging from her body, revealing her exquisite, curvaceous virgin body. Yan'er struggled fiercely, but although she had some martial arts skills, her strength was far inferior to the bandit leader's, and her efforts were futile.

The bandit leader let her struggle, caressing her breasts, and suddenly squeezed them flat, laughing loudly. Yan'er, both ashamed and in pain, cried out loudly.

Seeing her daughter being humiliated, Yang Xiaoling struggled desperately, but her hands were tightly bound and she was held down by two thugs. Unable to move, she cried out, "Stop! Stop! You beast, stop!"

Suddenly, she was punched in the stomach by one of the thugs on her left. Yang Xiaoling cursed again, refusing to stop.

The bandit leader, of course, didn't stop. He even reached down to Yan'er's genitals, teasing her vulva. Yan'er blushed deeply, her legs tightly pressed together. The bandit leader forcefully pulled her left leg apart, ordering one of the thugs to tie it to Yan'er's left arm. Then, he did the same to her right leg and right arm. Thus, Yan'er's vulva was wide open, her legs spread wide, exposing her virginity to the many lustful eyes.

The bandit leader laughed and turned Yan'er around, making her face him. Yan'er's pretty face was flushed red, and tears were glistening in her eyes. He laughed again, smeared two fingers on his tongue, moistened them with saliva, and rubbed them against Yan'er's vaginal opening. He then repeatedly probed her vagina with his two fingers, exclaiming, "So tight! So tight!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his waist, nearly causing him to fall! Turning around, he saw that Yang Xiaoling, anxious for her daughter, had struggled desperately and, in the chaos, kicked him. The bandit leader sneered and said, "Ahu, strip this woman naked and hang her up!"

The bandits cheered in unison.

Ahu walked up to Yang Xiaoling, leering, "The two beauties whose fame once shook the martial world, though a bit older now, still retain their charm, hahaha!" Before her marriage,

Yang Xiaoling and her sister Yang Xiangling were renowned for their cold beauty in the martial world, captivating countless young heroes. Now, though thirty-seven, she still possessed considerable allure. After the fierce battle, her clothes were disheveled, revealing glimpses of her snow-white skin, adding to her captivating charm.

With a hiss, a piece of Yang Xiaoling's clothing was torn off.

Cheng Jin's lip had already been bitten until it bled profusely, but he was oblivious. His mind was filled with thoughts of "I can't die... I must avenge myself... I can't die... I must avenge myself..."

Suddenly, another scream rang out. Seeing his beloved wife humiliated, Murong Long, seemingly summoning strength from nowhere, lunged at the bandits, only to have his other arm severed. Bleeding profusely, he collapsed to the ground, barely alive.

The bandit leader picked up Yan'er, walked to Murong Long, and laughed, "You want to know why? It's simple: your wife and daughter are beautiful... I really want to have my way with them! Haha! I'll deflower your daughter right now, huh? Haha!"

He pulled out his penis and thrust it into Yan'er's lower body.

Murong Long heard his daughter scream, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell backward, motionless.

The bandit leader didn't even glance at him, pulling out his penis. Seeing specks of blood on it, he was overjoyed and thrust it back into Yan'er's vagina. Ignoring the excruciating pain from the dry, narrow opening, he pounded into her relentlessly, eliciting screams of agony as Yan'er writhed and struggled.

Beside them, Yang Xiaoling had been stripped naked and hung up, a dozen hands groping her body. Three fingers were penetrating her vagina, and even one finger was invading her anus. In the chaos, several thick pubic hairs were plucked. Having witnessed her husband's brutal death and her daughter's rape, she was in turmoil, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The bandit leader glanced at her, then, while raping the beautiful girl beneath him, said, "Your daughter is truly a rare gem, so pleasurable! The Cold-Faced Beauties are indeed worthy of their name, having given birth to such a wonderful daughter! Hahaha! So pleasurable!"

He felt Yan'er's vaginal walls contracting repeatedly, an indescribable pleasure. Before long, he couldn't hold back any longer, pulling out his penis and ejaculating onto Yan'er's body, face, and breasts, drop by drop.

"Let this little girl rest a bit. Those who want to rape her, line up, one at a time, take your time. Don't ruin such a fine gem; save it for later!"

The bandits agreed, discussing the order of the gang rapes. Tears streamed down Yan'er's face, she breathed softly, her lower body a mess of red and white, yet she couldn't move.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoling cursed again, her voice shrill and piercing. The bandit leader sneered, "What are you yelling about? It's your turn now. You might as well save your energy for moaning in bed!"

He then called out, "A-Yin, come in!"

A woman's voice answered from outside the door, and she entered.

The woman was dressed like the other bandits, except that her hair was adorned with flowers, indicating her female identity. A-Yin was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a pretty face. She walked up to the bandit leader.

The bandit leader said, "Come here and give me a blowjob!"

Without even pulling his pants back up, he walked straight to Yang Xiaoling. A-Yin followed him, and as soon as the bandit leader stopped, he immediately knelt down, opened his mouth, and took the still-wet penis into his mouth, sucking on it.

Although Yang Xiaoling had been married for many years, she had never tried oral sex. Seeing A-Yin's actions, she was stunned for a moment, muttered "bitch" under her breath, and closed her eyes.

The bandit leader, of course, didn't let her go. He lifted one of her legs and inserted three fingers straight into Yang Xiaoling's vagina, twisting them inside. "Hehe, indeed a famous vagina, still so tight even after giving birth!"

His other hand grabbed one of her breasts and rubbed it roughly. Yang Xiaoling,

a woman who had been a lecher for two years

, couldn't resist. She held back her tears and endured it, pretending her body wasn't her own. But waves of tingling sensations continued, and large beads of sweat dripped down her face. The sexual urges were aroused...

The bandit leader also sensed this, laughed, and moved his fingers even faster. In a moment, Yang Xiaoling was panting heavily, unable to control herself. The bandit leader said, "Alright, Ayin."

His penis, which had just been used, stood erect again.

Ayin withdrew the penis from her mouth and remained kneeling to the side.

The bandit leader pulled his fingers back, only to see that they were already wet. He laughed, "Cold-faced beauties? Aren't you also sluts? Haha!"

He held his hand up in front of Yang Xiaoling and smeared the vaginal fluid on her face. Yang Xiaoling was filled with shame and anger. Thinking of her son watching this scene from above, she turned her head away, tears welling in her eyes, speechless.

The bandit leader chuckled again, pressing his penis against Yang Xiaoling's lower body and thrusting it inside…

Yang Xiaoling frowned, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain. Suddenly, she heard the bandit leader say, “Hehe! Didn’t you say that me touching you was just wishful thinking? How about now!”

He thrust forcefully, penetrating her core.

This time, Yang Xiaoling couldn’t help but cry out, “Ah!” A sudden thought flashed through her mind, and she remembered someone, exclaiming, “You…you are…”

“Hehe! Remember me now? How’s it going for me to fuck you now? Haha! It’s alright to tell you, my name is Zhao Kunhua!”

He increased the force of his thrusts, penetrating her flesh.

This rapid onslaught left Yang Xiaoling breathless and moaning, but her mind drifted back to an incident from twenty years ago…

At that time, Yang Xiaoling and her sister Yang Xiangling had only recently entered the world of prostitution, but they were already renowned for their beauty and had many suitors, attracting the attention of numerous lecherous men. A notorious womanizer, after each crime, would insert a flag into the vagina of his victims, then hang himself naked from a tree on the city wall or roadside. The flag read: “Next Yang Xiaoling” or “Next Yang Xiangling.” The women, deeply humiliated, mostly committed suicide; there were over a dozen such cases. Thus, the nameless thief quickly gained notoriety, and chivalrous individuals repeatedly conspired to attack him, but all attempts failed.

When the thief finally targeted the Yang sisters, he fell into their trap and nearly lost his life. Yang Xiaoling had once said to him, "You toad, you think you can be so presumptuous? Your meager skills are

nothing but wishful thinking!" The notorious thief, seeing himself about to surrender, was rescued by his accomplices and escaped execution, a regret that had lingered in Yang Xiaoling's heart for many years. Now, his martial arts had greatly improved, and he had actually come to kill her.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoling knew she was doomed. This thief had clearly planned this for a long time; she had no chance of survival in his hands. So she gave up even struggling, allowing him to humiliate her at will. But then her daughter's screams rose again. Several men pressed down on her, wantonly playing with her, one of them already inserting his penis into Yan'er's newly injured vagina.

Yang Xiaoling's eyes were tightly closed, tears streaming down her face like a spring, dripping onto her breasts. As expected,

Zhao Kunhua said, "Back then, I was young and impetuous, too sharp-tongued, and fell for your trick. This time, I've got what I wanted! You wretched woman, are you convinced or not?"

Extremely smug, he gripped Yang Xiaoling's breasts tightly, the impact making a loud thud.

Cheng Jin's eyes blazed with fury; he knew he couldn't endure it any longer. Gritting his teeth, he struck his own pressure point, instantly losing consciousness…

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when Cheng Jin slowly awoke, the hall was silent. Cheng Jin carefully climbed down the pillar and saw his father's body lying stiffly on the ground, his arms severed, each a few feet away. His mother, sister, and the bandits were nowhere to be seen.

Cheng Jin felt a pang of grief, wept bitterly, and went out the door, intending to set the house on fire, then flee far away, hone his skills, and seek revenge on Zhao Kunhua.

As he stepped out of the hall, his heart pounded wildly. The front courtyard was a scene of utter chaos, stained with blood. Dozens of corpses lay piled haphazardly in the yard, while a dozen or so naked female corpses lay in a row under the eaves, their lower bodies in disarray.

Cheng Jin approached and saw that these women were all his maids or fellow disciples. His senior sister He Chan, who usually accompanied him in sword practice, was only eighteen years old and his closest friend, yet a long sword had been plunged into her genitals until the hilt was gone. Yan'er's personal maid and study companion, Dong'er, had an oval face and was usually very lively and adorable. Her legs were stretched into a split, and her genitals were stuffed with tattered strips of cloth, causing her lower abdomen to swell and blood to flow freely from her lower body. She had been dead for some time.

With each person he saw, Cheng Jin wept bitterly until he had no more tears left, his voice choked with sobs. Suddenly remembering that his mother and sister were not among them, he abruptly stood up and ran around, examining the corpses in the courtyard. Upon closer inspection, aside from his personal servant who had escaped death because he had gone home to visit his mother the previous day, forty-three of the forty-seven family members had been found dead. His mother and sister were nowhere to be found.

Cheng Jin carried his father's body to the outskirts of town that night for a proper burial. He then packed his belongings, set fire to the once-renowned Chunhua Sect, and reduced the bodies of dozens of family members and over a dozen thieves to ashes.

Following his mother's instructions, Cheng Jin sought refuge with Abbot Zhikong of Hengshan Mountain. Five years later, having mastered some martial arts, he descended the mountain to seek revenge. He discovered that "Zhao Kunhua" was the leader of the Dragon God Gang, and seized an opportunity to infiltrate the gang. His exceptional intelligence and martial arts skills quickly earned him Zhao Kunhua's trust. As for the fact that the old man Zhao would actually take him as his son-in-law, that was a pleasant surprise.

Thinking of how his entire family had been murdered by Zhao Kunhua, Cheng Jin's eyes turned bloodshot. The snow-white body before him was his enemy's daughter!

Cheng Jin roared and grabbed Zhao Shuangling by the hair, lifting her up. Zhao Shuangling's mouth, still wet from the penis, was suddenly thrown onto the bed by Cheng Jin. She steadied herself, turned around, and saw her husband's face ashen. He slapped her across the face, then grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs wide.

Cheng Jin pounced on her, pinning her beneath him. With a thrust, his still-wet penis, fresh from her oral sex, plunged into her vagina, all the way in! "Ah…"

she screamed, feeling a sudden, sharp pain in her lower body, as if her body no longer belonged to her. Ignoring her pain, Cheng Jin withdrew his penis slightly, then thrust again, penetrating her core once more.

The inexperienced Zhao Shuangling couldn't withstand these two blows;

another scream escaped her lips, and she fainted. Cheng Jin, oblivious, was consumed by rage, wanting to vent it all on his enemy's daughter. Each thrust was with all his might, accompanied by roars, like a wild beast unleashed.

Zhao Shuangling's breasts trembled slightly, as if dancing to Cheng Jin's rhythm. After a while, she slowly woke up.

Zhao Shuangling felt a burning sensation in her lower body, and the pain was intense. She screamed again, followed by repeated groans: "No...it hurts...no..."

Cheng Jin seemed oblivious, ignoring her completely. He gripped her right breast tightly with his left hand, pulling it from side to side. Zhao Shuangling felt dizzy again, as if her right breast was about to be torn off.

She let out another sharp scream. The scream calmed Cheng Jin, and his senses returned slightly. He released his left hand, and five purplish-red claw marks were shockingly visible on Shuangling's once flawless white right breast. Tears streamed down her flushed face. Suddenly, he felt Shuangling's vaginal walls tighten. Unable to hold back, he ejaculated a torrent of semen into her uterus.

It turned out that Cheng Jin, in a frenzy, had been thrusting his penis violently without any apparent awareness. Now that he had regained his senses, he felt an extreme pleasure in his lower body and couldn't stop himself. Little did he know that he had been wildly thrusting into Zhao Shuangling's innocent little hole for almost half an hour.

Once the pleasure subsided, Cheng Jin felt utterly exhausted; his fierce attack had used up all his strength. He gasped for breath, collapsed onto Shuang Ling, and soon fell into a deep sleep, his voice booming like thunder.

Zhao Shuang Ling knew he was asleep, but still terrified, she dared not move, feeling a tearing pain in her lower body. She gritted her teeth, afraid that any movement would wake this wicked demon and cause him to torment her again. After shedding tears for a while, feeling utterly exhausted, she drifted off to sleep…

IV.

When Cheng Jin awoke, it was already the next morning. He yawned, sat up, and saw Shuang Ling stir, still asleep. Faced with her alluring, jade-like skin, Cheng Jin couldn't help but feel smug; this beautiful body would be his to enjoy from now on. His gaze swept over Shuang Ling's body, noticing the bloodstains on the sheets below, and he couldn't help but laugh.

However, his smile vanished in an instant. Many of the red spots hadn't yet congealed, and they were slightly warm to the touch. Upon closer inspection, they were fresh blood! Cheng Jin approached Shuang Ling's lower body and saw that her vaginal opening was slightly torn, with drops of blood still seeping out. He knew that the brutal rape of the previous night had caused Shuang Ling considerable injury.

At this moment, there was a few soft knocks on the door. Cheng Jin knew it was Shuang Ling's maid, Yun'er, and responded, "Is that Yun'er? Come in!"

Yun'er entered, carrying a basin of hot water. She had come to help her mistress and son-in-law get up and wash their faces. Yun'er was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with an oval face and a pair of bright, large eyes; she was quite a little beauty. As soon as she entered, she saw the two naked people on the bed, her face flushed, and she quickly turned her head away, placing the basin on the table, not daring to make a sound.

Cheng Jin ignored her reaction and ordered Yun'er to get some wound medicine, which he applied to Shuang Ling's wound. The wound was actually very small, and the bleeding stopped immediately after the medicine was applied. Cheng Jin knew there was nothing seriously wrong. However, Shuang Ling's labia were still quite swollen and red. Cheng Jin felt slightly apologetic and applied some medicine to the area as well. He heard a soft gasp in response. Looking up, he saw that Shuang Ling had woken up while he was busy. Upon waking, waves of pain surged through her lower body. Although the medicine had provided some relief, Cheng Jin's touch still caused her to cry out.

Seeing her swollen eyes, Cheng Jin felt a pang of pity and softly asked, "How are you? Does it still hurt?"

Zhao Shuang Ling held her vulva in his hands. Seeing that his tone was so different from last night, she didn't know how to answer and simply nodded. Cheng Jin

felt very apologetic, knowing she was still traumatized by him. He forced himself to say, "That's how a girl's first time is. It won't hurt anymore. Listen to me, I'll be gentle with you..."

He helped her up and ordered Yun'er to help the second young lady dress.

As soon as Zhao Shuang Ling moved, the pain in her lower body returned. She hurriedly said, "I...I...I can get up myself, Yun'er, you go out first."

After Yun'er left, she gently moved her legs and got dressed. This ordeal had caused her great pain, and her beautiful eyes looked at Cheng Jin resentfully, tears welling up in them.

Cheng Jin wanted to comfort her, but then he thought, this woman is the daughter of his enemy, and he came here to seek revenge, not to show her any mercy. He coldly said, "Wash your face, go see your parents."

But then he worried that she would complain to Old Man Zhao, so he thought for a moment and coaxed her to eat breakfast with him.

Zhao Shuangling was still having difficulty moving, so Cheng Jin half-supported and half-dragged her out of the hall. A man came up to them and said loudly, "Brother Cheng, did you have a pleasant time in the bridal chamber?"

Cheng Jin blushed, recognizing him as Zhao Kunhua's eldest son-in-law, his brother-in-law Lu Jie, and bowed, saying, "Good morning, Brother Lu!"

Lu Jie saw Zhao Shuangling limping and was taken aback, understanding the situation. "The bride must have been bullied quite a bit by her new son-in-law last night! Haha!"

Cheng Jin glared at him and said, "Brother, you're a rough man, you don't know how to be gentle with a lady..."

Lu Jie thought this was probably true, and they chatted and laughed all the way to see Zhao Kunhua with Cheng Jin and his wife.

Zhao Kunhua and his wife were already waiting in the hall. Upon seeing them, Zhao Kunhua smiled and said, "Good morning, my two sons-in-law!"

Lu Jie and Cheng Jin hurriedly knelt down to pay their respects, and Zhao Shuangling, supported by her husband, also paid her respects to her parents.

Zhao Kunhua married at thirty and was now over fifty. He had mastered both internal and external martial arts, and his eyes were bright and piercing. His wife looked to be nearly forty, with not a single wrinkle on her face, and was very well-preserved. In her younger days, she was a famous beauty who was forcibly taken by Zhao Kunhua to be his wife. After giving birth to three daughters, she wholeheartedly and contentedly became Mrs. Zhao. Now, though past her prime, she still retained her charm.

Seeing his daughter's strange behavior, Zhao Kunhua frowned, thinking, "Cheng Jin seems so refined and polite, yet he's so rude in his own room!"

But this was a matter between husband and wife, and it wasn't appropriate to ask further. Shuangling had wanted to rush to her parents and cry as soon as she saw them, but she thought it wouldn't look good in public, and she would tell her mother in detail later when they were alone. So she held back and remained silent.

Madam Zhao also noticed that her daughter's eyes were red and swollen, and she was very angry. She immediately asked, "My dear daughter, did your husband mistreat you?"

She had always disliked her husband's behavior, and this Cheng Jin was from the Dragon God Gang, so she guessed he wasn't a good person and had never liked him. Now she couldn't hold back and spoke without restraint.

Cheng Jin quickly said, "No, no, I'm too busy taking care of her, how could I mistreat her? Haha!"

He chuckled dryly.

Now Shuangling couldn't complain, and whispered, "I was crying because I was thinking of my mother..."

Cheng Jin said, "Silly girl, it's not like you're getting married and going far away. You can be with your mother every day from now on, why are you crying!"

He thought to himself that this mother-in-law was not easy to deal with.

Zhao Kunhua chuckled, "That's right."

He said to his wife, "Don't interfere with their little affair, you can't manage it anyway, haha!"

Madam Zhao thought that was a good idea, and said, "I didn't say anything, they're a loving couple, I'm happy for them!" She

glared at Cheng Jin again.

Cheng Jin felt a little uneasy under her glare, regretting that he had been too harsh last night. He chuckled dryly, made up his mind, and followed his mother-in-law's gaze, putting on a nonchalant look. Seeing his mother-in-law's half-smile, her expression quite charming, he was moved, imagining her stunning beauty from twenty years ago.

Madam Zhao remained expressionless, her phoenix eyes meeting Cheng Jin's gaze, she glared at him, and then ignored him. Cheng Jin knew the gravity of the situation. Thinking of his status as the son-in-law, he couldn't act rashly, so he smiled obsequiously, touching hands and foreheads with Shuangling, feigning a loving relationship. Seeing this, Zhao Shuangling thought that this man was ultimately her life partner, and her desire to complain subsided.

Cheng Jin, feeling rather bored, chatted for a few more minutes before saying, "Ling Shuang isn't feeling well, we'll take our leave."

Zhao Kunhua nodded.

At the door, Zhao Kunhua suddenly said, "You're newly married, so you'll temporarily hand over your duties in the gang to A-Jie."

Lu Jie replied, "Yes." Cheng Jin had no choice but to say, "Then I'll discuss it with Brother Lu later."

He was quite reluctant, thinking that with this marriage, Lu Jie would likely take some of the gang's power away. He nodded repeatedly, but had no choice, and helped Shuangling back to her room.

That morning, Yun'er was making the bedsheets and saw those things, blushing. When she saw the two of them enter, she became shy and wanted to leave. Cheng Jin, seething with anger and having nowhere to vent, was annoyed to see the girl avoiding him. He snapped, "Yun'er! Where are you rushing off to? Am I scary?"

Yun'er quickly replied, "No...no...I just didn't want to disturb the young master and young lady's rest..."

Her face flushed red with embarrassment.

Cheng Jin glanced at her and thought the girl was quite pretty. A smile played on his lips as he said, "How old are you? Come here and let me see."

Yun'er dared not disobey and walked up to him, saying, "I'll be seventeen in four months."

Cheng Jin reached out and touched her cheek, smiling as he said, "Have you always served your second young lady?"

Yun'er responded, "Yes." Cheng Jin pulled her into his arms, saying, "Since your second young lady married me, you should come along too, right?"

He reached out and grabbed her breast.

Zhao Shuangling was furious to see her husband flirting with her maid in front of her, but also afraid of his lewd power. She trembled and said, "Yun'er is still young. Let's talk about it in a few years, okay?"

Cheng Jin wrapped his arms around Shuangling's waist, carrying one girl in each arm, and led her to the bed. He said to Shuangling, "You're jealous, aren't you? It's only natural for a man to have three wives and four concubines. This little girl can be my second wife for now. Listen to me, I won't mistreat you. Be good!"

Shuangling thought that it was pointless to say anything more, so she remained silent. However, on the second day of their marriage, her groom wanted to sleep with another woman. She felt bitter and secretly shed tears, hoping that even if he was a womanizer, he would treat her well.

Cheng Jin laughed heartily, cupped Yun'er's face, kissed her, and smiled, "So fragrant!"

Yun'er blushed and dared not speak. Cheng Jin commanded, "Take off your clothes and get into bed."

He then embraced Shuangling and crawled into bed. Yun'er's pretty face

was flushed

, and she sat on the edge of the bed, not daring to move, unsure of what to do. Although she knew it was only a matter of time before the young master took her body, she was still incredibly shy, her heart pounding.

Seeing that she didn't waver, Cheng Jin shouted, "Aren't you going to take them off! Do you want the young master to serve you?"

Yun'er was startled and had no choice but to obey, slowly removing her clothes. Cheng Jin stared at her silently, seeing that although her movements were incredibly slow, she had finally taken off all her clothes, turned around, climbed into bed, and stared blankly at Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "Alright, now let's help your young lady undress!"

Shuang Ling was startled and blushed, asking, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Jin said, "Let's do it together, how can I neglect my bride? Haha. This little girl doesn't know anything, let's demonstrate for her first. Hehe!"

Shuang Ling said, "How can that be?"

She felt Yun'er's small hands already reaching out to unbutton her clothes, and quickly reached out to stop them. Cheng

Jin said coldly, "You don't want to listen, do you?"

Shuang Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she loosened her grip, having no choice but to let Yun'er help her undress. In an instant, all three on the bed were naked, and Cheng Jin embraced a woman on each side, feeling extremely happy.

He originally wanted Yun'er to watch the battle first before deflowering her, but as soon as Cheng Jin's hand touched Shuang Ling's genitals, Shuang Ling cried out in pain. Cheng Jin looked down and saw that Shuang Ling's area was still red and swollen, thinking that if he forced himself on her again, his beautiful wife wouldn't be able to take it. One hand kneaded Shuangling's breasts, while the other rubbed against Yun'er's virgin vulva.

Soon, he felt a wetness in his hand; Yun'er, inexperienced, had climaxed after his ministrations.

Cheng Jin turned around and saw Yun'er's cheeks flushed, her mouth slightly open, breathing heavily. Her small breasts trembled slightly with the rise and fall of her chest. On a whim, he presented his penis to Yun'er, saying, "Suck it!"

Yun'er dared not disobey, closing her eyes and taking the man's penis into her mouth. A strange smell assaulted her senses, causing her to cough.

Cheng Jin slapped her, shouting, "You filthy little wench, you can't even give a proper blowjob!"

Tears welled in Yun'er's eyes as she took the penis back into her mouth, her tongue gently teasing it as Cheng Jin instructed.

Cheng Jin laughed, "This girl learns pretty quickly!"

He reached out and groped her delicate skin, suddenly pinching her two small nipples and lifting them. Yun'er trembled, but her mouth didn't dare stop.

Zhao Shuangling didn't want to see their ugly behavior, so she turned away. Cheng Jin ignored her, enjoying Yun'er's oral service while his hands roamed all over her body, occasionally pinching Shuangling's buttocks, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Yun'er saw the penis in her mouth gradually swell, filled with surprise and doubt. Suddenly, she felt a pain in her lower body, feeling something inserted into her vagina. Her body involuntarily twisted, but she felt a pain in her buttocks as Cheng Jin slapped her.

After slapping her buttocks, seeing that Yun'er was no longer struggling, Cheng Jin slowly inserted his fingers into Yun'er's small vulva, gently probing. Yun'er trembled again, trying her best to remain silent.

Cheng Jin said, "Okay," grabbed Yun'er's hair, and said, "Turn your body around!"

Then he held Yun'er's ankles with both hands, spreading her legs wide apart. His penis was already at Yun'er's lower body, touching her labia.

Yun'er knew her time to lose her virginity had come. She covered her face with her hands, her face turning red to her ears. She heard Cheng Jin whisper, "I'm coming!"

A sharp pain shot through her lower body, and she cried out, "Ah!"

Cheng Jin had been in a semi-frenzied state when he deflowered Zhao Shuangling last night and hadn't enjoyed it properly. He thought he should properly enjoy the wonders of a virgin this time. He pulled his penis, which had broken Yun'er's hymen, back, feeling it tightly gripped by the surrounding flesh. Every movement brought a surge of intense pleasure.

Cheng Jin thought to himself that he hadn't been polite to his wife, so he didn't need to be polite to this young girl. With another thrust, he penetrated deeply, and Yun'er cried out again, "It hurts..."

Cheng Jin ignored her, focusing only on enjoying Yun'er's tight little hole. One hand tightly grasped Yun'er's tender breasts, squeezing them, while the other hand, taking a break, grabbed and scratched Shuangling's round buttocks. Suddenly, his finger moved, poking Shuangling's anus. Zhao Shuangling was caught off guard by this move, and a surge of intense sensation rushed up, causing her body to twist. Cheng Jin was overjoyed, already having a plan in mind.

Cheng Jin withdrew his penis from Yun'er's vagina, patted Yun'er's buttocks, and said, "Turn over and lie down, go lick your young lady's anus."

Shuangling cried out, "No! What are you doing?" Cheng Jin

slapped her smooth buttocks hard: "What are you yelling about? You'll know how good it is in a moment! You lie down too!"

Shuangling turned over and lay down on the bed trembling, wondering what strange tricks her husband had up his sleeve, her heart pounding with anxiety.

Cheng Jin ordered Yun'er to kneel behind Shuang Ling, stick her buttocks out, and bend down to lick Shuang Ling's anus. The moment her tongue touched Shuang Ling's clitoris, Shuang Ling shivered, a tingling, numb sensation she couldn't describe. She twisted her body, afraid to move.

Cheng Jin laughed, then inserted his penis into Yun'er's vagina, slowly thrusting in and out. After a while, he ordered Yun'er to spread Shuang Ling's buttocks: "Put your tongue in, the deeper the better! Put in plenty of saliva!"

Yun'er frowned, but reluctantly obeyed, letting Cheng Jin's penis ravage her newly opened vagina while trying to curl her tongue into her clitoris, her heart filled with unbearable bitterness, secretly shedding tears.

Cheng Jin thrust in and out for a while longer before saying, "That's enough, Yun'er,"

and pulling out his wet penis. Yun'er felt like she'd been granted a pardon and quickly withdrew, shrinking to the side.

Cheng Jin stepped forward, stroked Shuang Ling's hair, and chuckled, saying, "My wife, your little hole can't be touched right now, so I'll have to find a way from behind! Just bear with it."

He gently inserted a finger, rotating it slightly, into Shuang Ling's anus.

Shuang Ling murmured, "No..."

but a wave of pleasure washed over her, and she whimpered repeatedly.

Cheng Jin smiled slightly, lifted her lower body, brought her close to his genitals, rubbed his penis against her anus, and with a "whoosh," thrust his penis, still stained with Yun'er's virgin blood, inside.

Shuang Ling screamed, crying out, feeling even more pain than when she was deflowered the night before, and struggled violently.

Cheng Jin felt his penis being tightly gripped by layers of pressure; although only a third of it was inside, the sudden pleasure shot straight to his brain. Due to Shuang Ling's struggle, his penis slipped out.

Cheng Jin was furious. He slapped Shuang Ling's snow-white buttocks hard, leaving five purplish-red handprints, and shouted, "Don't move! Yun'er, hold her tight!"

Yun'er, her eyes red, crawled to Shuang Ling's ear and whispered, "Miss, just bear with it." She

gently licked her earlobe.

Shuang Ling, already too scared to move after Cheng Jin's slap, became even weaker after Yun'er's kiss. Without a word, Cheng Jin thrust his rod in again.

This time, Shuang Ling didn't dare move, and the pain wasn't as intense as before. Seeing that she obeyed, Cheng Jin slowly pushed his rod deeper, inch by inch, panting heavily, and forced a smile, "My wife's back door is really something! Yun'er, go lick her nipples."

After a pause, he began to thrust gently.

Once the pain subsided, the fullness in Shuang Ling's anus made her feel incredibly comfortable, while Yun'er licked and pinched her breasts. Soon, she was panting heavily, moaning loudly, and finally climaxed.

Upon seeing her climax, Cheng Jin was overjoyed and laughed, "So you like this kind of thing!"

He increased the frequency, thrusting several times, his lower abdomen tightening, and he ejaculated all his semen into her rectum.

The limp penis of the two beauties

slid out of Shuang Ling's anus, leaving a trail of white fluid. Shuang Ling, still lingering from the afterglow, remained motionless, her chest heaving. Cheng Jin stroked her hair, offering some comfort, then turned and embraced Yun'er, lying down to rest.

After a while, his lust returned, and he thought that since he was in such a good mood, he would take Yun'er's virginity both front and back. He smiled as he looked at Yun'er's pretty face; she was blushing past her ears, held in his arms, but dared not move. Noticing Cheng Jin watching her, she lowered her head even further. Cheng Jin nudged Shuang Ling and said, "It's your turn to give me a blowjob; I'll deflower Yun'er's back door too."

Yun'er lowered her head even further.

Shuangling reluctantly got up and brought her face close to his genitals, only to find his penis covered in a colorful mess with a strong, strange odor. The red was Yun'er's virgin blood, the white was his own semen, and the yellow was suspected to be his own feces. She frowned and cautiously asked, "Shall I wash you first?"

Cheng Jin, fearing she would complain to Old Zhao, thought it best not to be too harsh on her and nodded. Shuangling felt relieved, got out of bed, fetched a basin, and washed his genitals before returning to bed. She knelt beneath him and took his penis into her mouth.

While enjoying her ministrations, Cheng Jin played with Yun'er's newly developed breasts, and in a moment, his penis was erect again. Cheng Jin pinched Yun'er's cheek and laughed, "Your turn, come on."

He got into position, his penis pressed against Yun'er's anus, ready to thrust with all his might…

Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside the door. Someone shouted, "Assassin! Assassin!"

Cheng Jin was startled, cursing under his breath, "You son of a bitch assassin!"

Forcibly suppressing his lust, he muttered as he dressed, leaving behind two snow-white bodies, and drew his sword to leave the room.

He recognized the sounds of clashing weapons outside and rushed over. He saw two masked figures surrounded, both dressed entirely in black, only their eyes visible, locked in fierce combat.

At that moment, a surge of anger welled up inside him, and upon seeing the assassin, he flew into a rage, shouting and joining the fray. But in his agitated state, he immediately encountered dangerous moves; his opponent was stronger than he had seen since leaving the mountain, and he was quickly overwhelmed. With a hiss, a large section of his sleeve was swung away by the opponent's longsword, followed by a sharp pain in his shoulder—he had been stabbed. Fortunately, he was quick enough to retreat three steps, avoiding a fatal blow.

Seeing his second son-in-law wounded, the crowd shouted and swarmed around, growing larger and larger. Although the two assassins were skilled, they were clearly outnumbered. Seeing

an opportunity, Cheng Jin, after his wound was bandaged, drew his sword again and stepped forward. This time, he dared not underestimate his opponent. He engaged the assassin who had wounded him with his longsword, unleashing his most powerful techniques, and fought to a standstill.

After a few exchanges, Cheng Jin sensed that while his opponent's moves were exquisite, his strength was lacking. A thought struck him; he carefully observed the two men and noticed their slender figures, resembling women. He immediately shouted and unleashed a risky move, a "Tiger Claw Hand" strike aimed at the assassin's chest.

This strike essentially placed him within the opponent's sword's reach. The assassin, caught off guard by his move, was too slow to defend with her right hand, which was already sluggish. She could only slash with her left hand at the invading arm.

Cheng Jin had anticipated this attack, channeling all his strength into his arm, bracing himself for the blow, his arm still pointing forward. The assassin froze, unable to retaliate, and hastily retreated. But in that moment of hesitation, Cheng Jin tore a piece of cloth from her chest.

Cheng Jin's hand touched her soft breast, confirming his suspicions. He unleashed his Tiger Claw technique, intending to expose the audacious female assassin's breasts in public. Fortunately, the female assassin was quick; he only tore off a layer of her outer clothing, preventing a major embarrassment. However, this enraged her, and she swung her sword in a circle, aiming directly at Cheng Jin. Cheng Jin laughed and dodged, but a group of thugs quickly intercepted her.

Cheng Jin deliberately brought his hand to his nose and smelled it, laughing, "How fragrant!"

His eyes darted over the woman, noticing her slender figure and bright, sparkling eyes. The more he looked, the more his heart stirred, though he couldn't see her face to know if she was beautiful or not. The woman was furious, but unable to get close to him, her attacks became increasingly chaotic.

Seeing the situation was dire, another assassin shouted, "Aqi, if we can't kill that old scoundrel Zhao today, let's run!"

He blocked two attacks for Aqi, then pulled her away and ran.

Aqi cried out, "Sister Rong, don't pull me! I'm going to kill that villain!"

But she was pulled so fast she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Jin and the others, witnessing such lightness of movement, exchanged bewildered glances, all admitting their inferiority. Cheng Jin still imagined Aqi's beautiful figure, and remembered that Sister Rong seemed to have a good figure as well. The two women had delicate voices, so they must be quite young. His mind wandered, a secret smile playing on his lips.

The assassin's interruption had also dampened Cheng Jin's enthusiasm for exploring Yun'er's back garden. Worried that Lu Jie's power might overwhelm the gang, he immediately returned to the gang headquarters to investigate.

The Dragon God Gang's headquarters was located on a mountain about ten miles away from the Zhao residence, hidden among lush vegetation.

Upon entering the main hall, he saw a woman shouting something to several subordinates, laughing loudly, "Big sister, what a lively atmosphere!"

This woman was Shuangling's eldest sister, Lu Jie's wife, Zhao Shuangru. Unlike her two younger sisters, who were unfamiliar with gang affairs, Zhao Shuangru had been fond of martial arts since childhood and always followed her father. She was the de facto deputy leader of the Dragon God Gang, and at only twenty-one years old, she had already committed countless robberies. Although all three Zhao sisters were beautiful, the youngest, Shuangyao, was still too young, and Shuangling was too timid; neither could match the eldest sister's vigorous spirit. Moreover, Shuangru had a curvaceous figure, surpassing her sisters, making her seem the most beautiful of the three sisters.

Cheng Jin knew that this woman was the biggest obstacle to his power grab. Although he and Lu Jie were both sons-in-law of Zhao Kunhua, Lu Jie's wife held considerable power within the gang, far surpassing his own delicate Shuangling. Zhao Shuangru, dressed in a warrior's attire with a headscarf, exuded a heroic air, yet her beauty remained undeniable.

Upon seeing him, Zhao Shuangru smiled and said, "You're here too? Aren't you at home with my dear sister? Looking for Father? He's inside."

She seemed to have no ill feelings towards her brother-in-law.

Cheng Jin exchanged a few polite words and went straight to find Zhao Kunhua.

Zhao Kunhua was overjoyed to see him. Cheng Jin reported to him that assassins had attacked his home and had been repelled, saying, "I was worried something might happen in the gang, so I rushed over."

Zhao Kunhua said, "You've come at the right time. I have something to do later, and I was just worried about not having enough help..." He

then proceeded to explain the matter to Cheng Jin in detail.

It turned out that the newly appointed Suzhou prefect, Luo Can, didn't give the Dragon God Gang any face. He arrested several of them and was going to convict them, his tone extremely arrogant. Zhao Kunhua knew this man's background; he knew that Luo Can actually thought the tribute silver wasn't heavy enough and wanted to find some offshoots to extort money. That day, he learned that Luo Can's twin daughters were coming from their hometown to meet him, so he planned to kidnap them to teach Luo Can a lesson.

Cheng Jin, busy with wedding preparations for days, was itching to get involved and readily agreed. Zhao Kunhua then said, "Your sister Ru shouldn't go."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Jin knew there was a good show to be had, chuckled, and accepted the order. He knew that Zhao Kunhua's only reason for sending Shuangru away was because a rape scene was about to unfold—it was his usual practice. Shuangru herself was well aware of this; although she disliked these kinds of events, she didn't want to interfere, and as a woman, she was embarrassed, so she always walked away on her own. After the marriage, she even dragged Lu Jie along to avoid them.

Before long, Cheng Jin returned in triumph. The guards who had escorted the Luo family's young ladies were quickly beaten to the ground, forced to watch helplessly as the band of thieves abducted the two young ladies, groaning in despair.

Upon seeing Zhao Kunhua, Cheng Jin exclaimed, "Look at that hapless Magistrate Luo! Who knew he could have such beautiful daughters? Haha! I bet his wife was quite the scoundrel before she got pregnant."

He pushed the two sisters, bound together, in front of Zhao Kunhua.

Zhao Kunhua, seeing the two girls, barely seventeen or eighteen years old, was already trembling with fear. The two girls looked exactly alike, with strikingly beautiful features and a pure, innocent appearance—truly the epitome of Jiangnan beauties. Zhao Kunhua smiled, reached out and touched the girl on the left, asking, "Are you the older sister or the
younger

sister?"

The girl, tears welling in her eyes, didn't answer and turned her head away. Zhao Kunhua chuckled again and said, "Beautiful lady, you'd better behave yourself. I'm not afraid of your father. Otherwise, I'll strip you naked and have all my brothers rape you to death. Do you believe me? What are your names?"

The girl thought this was no joke, so she decided to be safe. She whispered, "My name is Yingxue, and my sister's name is Yingbing."

Zhao Kunhua glanced at the girl on the right named Yingbing and thought the two looked so alike that it was hard to tell them apart. He asked them how old they were, and Yingxue answered eighteen.

Zhao Kunhua laughed and said, "You two really look alike. I can't tell you apart from the outside. I wonder what you look like inside?"

He grabbed Yingxue and reached out to undo her belt, ordering his men, "Help my sister take her clothes off!"

Yingxue was terrified and struggled fiercely. But she was now a lamb in Zhao Kunhua's hands, and she couldn't move an inch. In no time, her clothes were torn to shreds.

Suddenly, someone screamed loudly beside them. It was a man covering his face, blood streaming from between his fingers. Yingbing was stripped naked, her mouth filled with blood. She spat out something, a small piece of her ear, which fell to the ground.

Zhao Kunhua was furious and shouted, "Hang this little girl up!"

Several thugs, already holding Yingbing down, quickly hoisted her up, her toes just touching the ground. Zhao Kunhua ordered Yingxue to be hoisted up as well. The two sisters, arms raised high above their heads, hung naked side by side. Zhao Kunhua

waved his hand, and the rest of the gang exchanged smiles and withdrew. Cheng Jin also wanted to leave, but Zhao Kunhua stopped him, saying, "Don't go yet, watch me."

Cheng Jin could only stand awkwardly to the side, arms crossed.

Zhao Kunhua ignored him, chuckled, and stepped forward, grasping one breast from each of the sisters in each hand, kneading them. He felt that both women's breasts were very firm and of a suitable size, easily filled with one hand. The Luo sisters struggled weakly, twisting and turning, but couldn't escape his clutches.

Zhao Kunhua, having a good time, suddenly flicked each sister's nipple with his finger. Both girls shuddered at the touch, and Zhao Kunhua laughed, "No wonder you're twins, even your shudders are exactly the same!"

Yingxue blushed to her ears, tears welling in her eyes, while Yingbing cursed loudly.

Zhao Kunhua ignored them, his hands moving down to their pubic areas. Neither sister had much pubic hair, and Zhao Kunhua scratched them simultaneously, squatting down for a closer look, clicking his tongue repeatedly, "Hehe, even their pubic hair is almost the same, I wonder if they have the same number?"

He pinched and tore off a few strands of pubic hair from each sister's vulva.

Yingxue and Yingbing screamed simultaneously, struggling even more violently, their bodies twisting wildly, their four breasts bouncing.

Zhao Kunhua laughed heartily, stood up holding the few pubic hairs, smeared them on the sisters' faces, and poked at their noses and mouths. Both women closed their eyes and turned their heads away.

Zhao Kunhua leered, his hands moving downwards to tease the sisters' nipples with the plucked pubic hairs. The sisters had nowhere to escape, only feeling waves of weakness washing over them. Yingbing couldn't even curse anymore, her body trembling slightly, breathing softly; Yingxue gritted her teeth, holding back her cries.

Zhao Kunhua, enjoying himself, suddenly grabbed the two women's vulvas with both hands, parted their labia with his fingers, and stuffed several pubic hairs he had torn from their bodies into their vaginas, his fingers probing their vulvas.

The two women now suffered greatly, their lower bodies itching intensely, crying out repeatedly, their buttocks writhing, but their most private parts remained firmly in Zhao Kunhua's hands.

Suddenly, Cheng Jin said, "That Luo Can is the prefect here after all..."

Zhao Kunhua interrupted him before he could finish, "I want to teach him a lesson and see if he dares to be so presumptuous next time." He paused

, then noticed that Cheng Jin had been watching from the sidelines, and laughed, "What? Why don't you come up and have some fun?"

Cheng Jin shook his head.

While continuing to play with Yingxue and Yingbing's vulva, Zhao Kunhua said, "Don't play dumb with me, kid. What's wrong with playing with a woman or two? What kind of man doesn't play with women? Are you afraid your wife will find out? Useless thing!" Cheng Jin was quite

surprised that his father-in-law was actually encouraging his son-in-law to play with women. Little did he know that Zhao Kunhua was a lecherous old man who truly treated "wives like clothes," marrying them to bear children and to be displayed, completely disregarding them. Rape and abduction were his serious business.

Cheng Jin wasn't afraid his wife would find out; he just wanted to appear loyal to his daughter in front of Zhao Kunhua. Hearing his words, she couldn't pretend to be aloof anymore. She chuckled awkwardly and stepped forward.

Zhao Kunhua smiled: "That's more like it. Your father-in-law has slept with countless women. How could my wife dare to utter a sound? If you're controlled by your wife, I'll be very disappointed!" He

dug his right middle finger into Yingxue's vagina and kept moving it in and out. He released Yingbing with his left hand and moved it to Yingxue's breasts to rub them, saying, "That one is for you. We, father-in-law and son-in-law, will deflower these two beauties together."

He tied Yingxue's right foot and Yingbing's left foot together, pulled them high, and attached the other end of the rope to the rope binding the sisters' wrists.

Thus, each of the Luo sisters had one leg raised high, their vaginas wide open. Both women gritted their teeth and remained silent, tears streaming down their faces.

Zhao Kunhua unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and rubbed it against Yingxue's lower body, saying, "I'll count to three, then all at once!"

Cheng Jin's desire had been suppressed by the assassin's disturbance, but after watching Zhao Kunhua's live sex show with the twin beauties for a while, his penis was already erect. Without saying a word, he also pulled out his penis and grabbed Yingbing's buttocks.

At Zhao Kunhua's command, both penises simultaneously thrust into the Luo sisters' vaginas.

Yingxue cried out in pain, but Zhao Kunhua, though feeling that her vagina was still quite dry, ignored her and continued thrusting forcefully. Yingbing, on the other hand, still gritted her teeth, her tearful eyes glaring at Cheng Jin as if they were about to spit fire.

Cheng Jin smiled as he looked at Ying Bing's pretty face, his lower body gently rotating, enjoying the waves of pleasure brought by the virgin's vagina. Since joining the Dragon God Gang, he had committed countless acts of murder, robbery, rape, and kidnapping. His only thought was to gain Zhao Kunhua's trust, seize the opportunity to replace him, and then avenge his family's blood feud. The concepts of right and wrong, good and evil, had vanished from his mind like smoke. He simply smiled and scoffed at the hatred the girl being raped showed him.

Cheng Jin felt Ying Bing's warm vagina tightly gripping his penis, feeling incredibly comfortable. With each thrust, Ying Bing's lips twitched slightly, indicating that she was enduring the pain. With a slight smile, he pulled his penis out two-thirds of the way and thrust it in hard.

Ying Bing opened her mouth wide, making a gurgling sound in her throat, but finally managed to hold back her cries. Cheng Jin thought, "Let's see how long you can endure this, little girl." He

thrust in again with all his might, and Ying Bing endured it with great difficulty.

Meanwhile, Yingxue was being pleasured by Zhao Kunhua, moaning and crying incessantly. Zhao Kunhua suddenly laughed, "My beauty is wet!"

Cheng Jin, hearing Yingxue's cries, indeed heard some pleasurable moans mixed in with her crying. He smiled and said to Yingbing, "Your sister's moans are so enjoyable! If you feel good, shout it out!"

Yingbing felt extreme pain in her lower body, coupled with immense shame, but showed no sign of pleasure. She was strong-willed and refused to show weakness in front of the enemy, but hearing her sister's moans, she finally couldn't hold back and cried out, "Ah!" As

soon as she cried out, the agonizing pain subsided, and she felt a strange, tingling, and pleasant sensation throughout her body; her face flushed even more. Seeing his plan succeed, Cheng Jin's movements became even smoother, and soon Yingbing was panting heavily, her moans becoming increasingly lewd.

For a time, the Luo sisters' lewd words and sounds filled the air. Suddenly, Yingxue let out a long moan. Zhao Kunhua, unable to restrain himself after a fierce assault, ejaculated into her vagina.

Zhao Kunhua exhaled, turned around, and saw Cheng Jin still calm and composed. He laughed, "Good lad, young men are still the best."

Cheng Jin said, "Such beauty should be savored slowly, haha!"

He increased the frequency and also ejaculated into Yingbing's body.

Eight, the maidservant and

the father-in-law and son-in-law, having finished dressing, saw the two Luo family women with their heads down, their pretty faces flushed, their chests heaving, panting heavily. Two streams of milky white semen flowed from the two women's vulvas, running down their snow-white thighs. Zhao Kunhua and Cheng Jin looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Cheng Jin asked, "What should we do with these two beauties?"

Zhao Kunhua laughed, "Let's wait for Luo Can to come and negotiate. The later he arrives, the more days I can play with his daughter. He can come slowly, I won't get tired of such beauties, haha! Ah Yin!"

A voluptuous woman emerged from inside, appearing to be under thirty. Her cheeks were flushed, clearly from listening to the sounds of passion outside. Upon hearing the name "Ah Yin," Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat; she was indeed the woman who had participated in the massacre of the Murong family.

Although Cheng Jin enjoyed Zhao Kunhua's trust within the Dragon God Gang, he had never seen Zhao's "harem" before Zhao took him as a son-in-law. This time, Zhao Kunhua had summoned Ah Yin in person, clearly indicating that he considered him a confidant.

Zhao Kunhua instructed Ah Yin to untie the two women, only allowing them to tie their hands behind their backs. He ordered Ayin to carry the naked Yingxue and Yingbing to bathe: "Wash them clean, I want to enjoy them later!"

Ayin readily agreed and carried the two women on her shoulders into the inner room. Although the two women weren't very heavy, Ayin didn't seem to be struggling much, clearly possessing martial arts skills. She appeared terrified of Zhao Kunhua, speaking with unusual deference, and never once glancing at Cheng Jin, as if she had only one master in her heart.

Zhao Kunhua smiled at Cheng Jin and said, "This woman is quite something, isn't she? Good figure, beautiful, and her skills in bed are top-notch. Most importantly, she's obedient, never daring to disobey me. Hehe! Do you know how fierce she looked when I first slept with her, as if she wanted to swallow me whole? Want to try her? Hehe!"

Cheng Jin, unsure of his intentions, chuckled awkwardly a few times.

Zhao Kunhua added, "It takes a lot of effort to cultivate a woman like that, kid, keep up the good work!" Cheng

Jin, upon hearing that his father-in-law was not only taking him to play with women but also teaching him how to raise them, couldn't help but laugh and say, "Then the gang leader must have quite a few, right?"

Cheng Jin hadn't yet changed his address to "gang leader."

Zhao Kunhua didn't mind, saying, "How many? Getting a woman to obey for a short time isn't difficult, the difficult part is getting her to be completely subservient to me. I'll show you my collection another time, hehe!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Jin was thrilled that he was actually agreeing to share his collection with him, knowing that those he possessed must be stunning beauties. His excitement was palpable.

Zhao Kunhua sized him up and laughed, "We'll talk about it later. You're still a groom now, go back and be with Ling'er. Remember, playing with women is fine, but if you're not good to my daughter, I won't allow it!"

Cheng Jin smiled and agreed, then took his leave.

It was already evening when he returned to his room. Zhao Shuangling and Yun'er were both dressed. Upon seeing him enter, they looked at him timidly, seemingly waiting for him to play some tricks. But Cheng Jin had already engaged in three rounds of passion and two fights in less than ten hours, and was exhausted, with no desire for further activities. After dinner, he went straight to sleep.

He slept soundly until nearly noon the next day.

After lunch, Cheng Jin's strength returned, and his lustful thoughts returned to Yun'er's rear.

He embraced Shuangling, kissed her, and laughed, "You help me break Yun'er's back."

He carried her to bed. Yun'er blushed again and followed them to the bedside. This time, without Cheng Jin's instruction, she undressed and got into bed on her own.

"That's a good girl..."

Cheng Jin smiled. Yun'er, having thought things through for most of the day, realized she could only be Cheng Jin's concubine, and thus had no other thoughts.

As Cheng Jin had Shuang Ling help him undress, he caressed Yun'er's naked body. After Shuang Ling helped him undress, she also voluntarily removed her own robes, and the three of them were naked.

Cheng Jin reached out and touched Shuang Ling's genitals, asking, "Does it still hurt?"

Shuang Ling, still swollen, trembled and nodded. Cheng Jin laughed, "Then I'll have to play with Yun'er first! You kiss her nipples."

He placed his palm on Yun'er's genitals, his middle finger already inserted into her vagina, probing a little.

Shuang Ling bent down, her tongue circling around one of Yun'er's nipples, while her other hand gently caressed Yun'er's other breast. Yun'er, attacked from both sides, felt weak all over, her cheeks flushed, and she moaned softly.

Cheng Jin brought his lower body close to Yun'er's, and Yun'er, understanding the situation, took his penis into her mouth, her tongue moving up and down.

Cheng Jin praised, "Good Yun'er, you're improving quickly!"

Before long, his penis grew longer.

Cheng Jin withdrew his penis from Yun'er's mouth, reached out and touched her genitals, which were already slightly wet. He laughed, "It's here."

He turned Yun'er over, her buttocks raised high. Cheng Jin probed her vulva with his penis before slowly inserting it.

Yun'er let out a soft "Ah," her voice filled with pleasure. Her virginity had been broken yesterday, and now she had been played with for a while. Although her still tight vagina had been forcibly stretched open, she felt only pleasure.

Cheng Jin said to Shuang Ling, "Put some saliva in her anus to prepare."

He gently moved his lower body, feeling Yun'er's narrow vagina, feeling incredibly comfortable. Shuang Ling had no choice but to put her head on Yun'er's snow-white buttocks, spitting some saliva onto Yun'er's anus. Seeing Cheng Jin's penis being inserted into Yun'er's vagina right in front of her, her face flushed crimson.

Cheng Jin stroked Shuang Ling's hair, then moved his hand down to grasp and play with her drooping breasts: "Good wife, insert your fingers into her."

While speaking, he continued to slowly violate Yun'er.

Shuangling extended her onion-like middle finger and gently poked it into Yun'er's tightly closed anus. Before even half a knuckle had penetrated, Yun'er cried out "Ah ah!" repeatedly, her back arching straight. Shuangling's finger slowly went deeper, feeling the incredibly narrow hole gripping her finger tightly, each inch of penetration was difficult.

Cheng Jin laughed, "Her anus is too dry, we need to lubricate it."

He reached down to his lower body and smeared some of Yun'er's vaginal fluid on it, applying it to the area around Shuangling's finger. Shuangling withdrew her finger, smearing the vaginal fluid all over her middle finger, then spat some saliva on it before inserting it into Yun'er's anus again.

Yun'er groaned loudly, moaning repeatedly, her vagina feeling incredibly full, waves of pleasure washing over her. With the slight lubrication in her anus, she felt the young lady's finger deeply inserted into her rectum, the sensation even more peculiar, indescribably itchy, causing her to involuntarily twist her buttocks. Cheng Jin laughed, "Little girl, are you comfortable?"

Yun'er blushed, still panting with lewd sounds, and managed to reply, "So comfortable... I... I... ah..."

Her body twisted again as Cheng Jin suddenly thrust in and out a few times. Cheng Jin

signaled Shuang Ling to stop. Shuang Ling knew Yun'er's anus was about to open, so she withdrew her fingers and gently stroked Yun'er's back with both hands. Cheng Jin withdrew his penis from Yun'er's vagina and placed it against her anus. He forcefully spread Yun'er's buttocks with both hands and thrust his penis in forcefully. Yun'er cried out "Ah!" again. The intense pleasure in her anus, accompanied by a tearing pain, rushed straight to her brain. She gritted her teeth and gripped Shuang Ling's arm tightly with her left hand.

Cheng Jin slowly exerted force, pushing his already wet penis deep into Yun'er's tight anus. He felt that the small hole was extremely tight, and every movement of his penis was quite difficult, yet the sensation was incredibly pleasurable.

Cheng Jin dared not use force, his penis only gently rubbing against Yun'er's anus. His left hand, however, was restless, grasping Zhao Shuangling's round buttocks, his fingers flicking around her anus like a piano.

Shuangling gasped for breath as he played with her. Suddenly, she felt a finger inserted into her anus and let out a long groan.

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played with both anuses simultaneously, laughing heartily. He smiled at Shuangling and said, "Does it hurt here? Shall I do it?"

Shuangling frowned deeply. Although she felt some pleasure in her rear, she was quite resistant to this kind of play, but dared not disobey him, remaining silent.

Cheng Jin laughed, "Give Yun'er a kiss, relax."

He pulled his finger out and inserted it into Yun'er's vagina, stimulating her.

Yun'er's body trembled as both orifices were played with simultaneously. Suddenly, she felt her mistress's warm lips press against hers, and had no choice but to respond. Cheng Jin was delighted to see them obey. He withdrew his fingers, which were covered in Yun'er's vaginal fluid, and inserted them into Shuang Ling's anus.

This time, Shuang Ling was prepared. She only moved her body slightly before letting his fingers penetrate her. Cheng Jin played with her anus for a while, feeling that the vaginal walls were no longer very tense. He smiled, pulled his penis out of Yun'er's anus, shifted his position, and inserted it into Shuang Ling's anus.

Shuang Ling opened her mouth wide and cried out, "Ah!" Yun'er's tongue went into her mouth and touched her tongue tip. Shuang Ling gasped, and their tongues intertwined.

Cheng Jin's penis moved gently, while his hand returned to Yun'er's lower body to caress her. His index finger was inserted into her anus, while his middle and ring fingers were inserted into her vagina, all three fingers wriggling together.

The two women, mistress and servant, lay side by side with their buttocks raised high, kissing and letting Cheng Jin play with their lower bodies. Both of them were flushed. As pleasure surged, they forgot their shyness, their movements becoming increasingly natural. Cheng Jin, admiring the two women's alluring demeanor, grew excited, his movements gradually quickening. With a tremor, he ejaculated into Shuang Ling's rectum.

In the following days, Cheng Jin would often play the game of "one dragon, two phoenixes" with Shuang Ling and Yun'er in the room. The two women knew that as long as they went along with his wishes, they weren't too difficult, and once their resistance disappeared, pleasure arose. However, Shuang Ling, thinking that she was a young lady but had to be fucked along with her maid every time, was still a little unhappy. Fortunately, Cheng Jin clearly favored her more, so she had no choice but to let it go.

One day, a servant came to report that Prefect Luo had come to visit the estate. Cheng Jin smiled, knowing he had succeeded, and went out to greet him.

It turned out that Prefect Luo, having learned that his daughter had been kidnapped, knew that it was the work of the Dragon God Gang. In the past few days, he had sent people to inquire several times, but Zhao Kunhua refused to see him, only instructing his servants to make excuses. Luo Can understood that Zhao Kunhua wanted him to exchange several captured members of the Dragon God Gang for them. Helpless, he had no choice but to concede defeat and brought these men with generous gifts to visit.

Zhao Kunhua was not home, so Cheng Jin came out to greet him. Seeing Luo Can's compliance, he exchanged a few polite words, ordered several gang members to wait with him, and then rode a fast horse straight to the Dragon God Gang's headquarters.

Upon arriving at the headquarters, he found no one in the main hall. Turning into the back hall, he saw a beautiful woman dressed in a glamorous outfit, wearing a thin veil that clearly revealed her undergarments—it was A Yin. Cheng Jin saw her full breasts and the glimpse of her jade-like legs, and felt a surge of heat within him.

A Yin smiled and said to him, "Are you the second son-in-law? The master is inside; he said if you come in, go see him."

Cheng Jin, unsure how to address her, returned the greeting and went directly into the room A Yin indicated.

Upon entering the room, Cheng Jin was stunned. Two snow-white, naked female bodies were bound face to face. One lay on the bed, the other pressed against her, their legs spread wide and tied to opposite ends of the bed, their four breasts flattened by the weight of each other. Zhao Kunhua knelt between them, thrusting into them, it was impossible to tell which woman he was having sex with.

Zhao Kunhua noticed his arrival and laughed, "These two beauties from the Luo family are truly remarkable. I could play with them for years without getting tired of them. It's rare to see them look exactly alike, yet so alluring!"

Cheng Jin replied, "But these two girls will have to be returned soon. Luo Can has already surrendered, and our men have been released; they're waiting at home!"

Zhao Kunhua said, "Let him wait a little longer. I'll play with them until I'm done." He

continued thrusting. Cheng Jin watched, his body burning with desire, but since his master hadn't invited him to join, he dared not act rashly.

Finally, when Zhao Kunhua finished, he said, "Alright! Ayin!"

and ordered Ayin to come in and untie the Luo sisters. Cheng Jin saw that both sisters were disheveled, their eyes swollen and red, clearly having cried a lot. After untying the Luo sisters, A Yin helped Zhao Kunhua dress, while Zhao Kunhua laughed and groped her. Cheng Jin, seeing the alluring A Yin on one side and the Luo sisters weeping on the other, felt his mouth go dry. After

Zhao Kunhua finished dressing, without letting Yingxue and Yingbing clean themselves, he ordered them to get dressed and go see their father.

Luo Can had been waiting anxiously. When he saw Zhao Kunhua arrive, he forced a bow and exchanged pleasantries. But when he saw his two daughters enter, both disheveled and haggard, he was furious. He shouted at Zhao Kunhua, "What...what did you do to them?"

Zhao Kunhua, seemingly indifferent, said calmly, "Nothing much. For Lord Luo's sake, I didn't do anything to their anus."

Luo Can was so angry that he slumped into a chair, panting heavily, his face turning pale and then red. Composing himself, and considering that he was currently in Zhao Kunhua's residence, he knew he wouldn't gain anything by acting rashly. He suppressed his anger and said, "Master Zhao, I've brought all your people. Can I take my daughters now?"

Zhao Kunhua laughed, "Your two daughters are truly beautiful, and I'm quite fond of them. Besides, I've already tasted their beauty. How about Lord Luo takes me as his son-in-law and gives me your daughters as his concubines?"

Luo Can's face turned ashen. He glared at Yingxue and Yingbing, seeing the two girls trembling with fear at his words. He gritted his teeth and said, "I dare not accept being your elder, Master Zhao! Farewell!"

Without turning back, he gathered his attendants and his two daughters and left. Zhao Kunhua was extremely pleased with himself, laughing heartily. He ordered his men to collect the gifts and had Cheng Jin escort Lord Luo out.

Luo Can completely ignored Cheng Jin, and as soon as he stepped out, he and the two women boarded three prepared sedan chairs and left. He was extremely resentful, but from then on, the government never provoked the Dragon God Gang again, always turning a blind eye to their evil deeds. But Luo Can was not about to let it go so easily; he would seek revenge in the future. But that's a story for later, so let's leave it at that.

As Cheng Jin saw Luo Can set off, a servant suddenly approached him, bowed respectfully, and whispered, "Young Master, do you still recognize me?"

Cheng Jin had already noticed that this man had been staring at him since he entered, but he hadn't paid any attention to it. Hearing the question, he looked him over for a moment and exclaimed with delight, "You're Tiger!"

This man was Cheng Jin's childhood page, who had been away from home when the tragedy occurred, thus escaping the disaster.

"Young Master" was his former way of addressing Cheng Jin, a unique and exclusive term.

Seeing that the young master recognized him, Hu Zi said, "It's inconvenient to talk here. I'll wait for you at Juxian Tower in the east of the city this afternoon."

Cheng Jin nodded. Hu Zi was overjoyed, bowed again, and hurriedly followed Luo Can and the others.

In the afternoon, Cheng Jin immediately entered the city, his heart filled with mixed joy and worry. He was happy to see his old friend again, but worried about Hu Zi, whom he hadn't seen for many years. He wondered what Hu Zi was thinking now. If Hu Zi revealed that he was the son of the Linglong Twin Swords, and Zhao Kunhua found out, then everything would be over.

After entering the city, he found Juxian Tower and saw that Hu Zi had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as they sat down, Hu Zi asked, "Young master, do you know who the traitor who killed the entire Chunhua Sect is?"

Cheng Jin, unaware of his background, asked in return, "Do you know?"

Hu Zi pondered for a moment and said, "It was the Dragon God Gang! Young master, do you really not know?"

Cheng Jin slowly nodded and said, "I know!"

He first asked about what had happened since they last met.

Tiger returned from visiting his mother to find Chunhua Gate in ruins. Enraged, he launched a covert investigation. Though just a child, he was quite clever, begging along the way and frequenting the vicinity of various gangs. After much hardship, he finally uncovered the true culprit. He then made a living performing martial arts near the headquarters of the Dragon God Gang in Suzhou, using the little he had learned at Chunhua Gate. Later, seeing the new prefect's intention to oppose the Dragon God Gang, he joined Luo Can's ranks, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. Although his hopes with Luo Can were fading, he discovered that the young master was still alive and had infiltrated the Dragon God Gang's upper echelons.

Cheng Jin carefully observed his words and deduced they were believable. He and Tiger had always been very close, and overjoyed, he told Tiger his story. Tiger listened with tears in his eyes, and upon learning of the brutal rape and murder of Miss Murong's maid, Dong'er, he wept bitterly. Dong'er was his older sister; the two had served the Murong siblings together.

Cheng Jin said, "One day, I will rape every woman in the Zhao family, one by one, in front of that old scoundrel Zhao, and then I will tear his heart out and dismember him to avenge the blood feud that has befallen my Chunhua Sect!" He

slammed his fist heavily on the table.

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Cheng Jin then said, "Tiger, why don't you come and help me? With a good helper, we're sure to succeed, and you can avenge your sister."

Tiger immediately agreed.

Cheng Jin continued, "It's a pity that my mother and sister are both dead and never found, and we don't know..."

Thinking of his mother and sister, both exceptionally beautiful women, falling into the hands of that lecherous Zhao Kunhua, he wondered how much humiliation they must have suffered, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Tiger grasped his fists with both hands and said, "Madam and Miss are lucky; we will definitely find them."

Cheng Jin shook his head. He had been with the Dragon God Gang for quite some time and had investigated carefully, but from the slightest clue, he suspected that the mother and daughter were likely dead.

The two hadn't seen each other for many years and talked for a long time, until evening. Cheng Jin said, "Tiger, you're not married yet, are you?"

Tiger blushed and said, "I... I haven't had a stable life these past few years, and I'm poor. I've never even been with a woman."

Cheng Jin laughed and said, "Then you're still a virgin! Haha, come with me, I'll give you a taste of the real thing."

He pulled Tiger out of the city. Tiger was very shy when he heard him say that, and followed him to the Zhao residence.

The Zhao residence was located outside the city and occupied a vast area. Zhao Kunhua had allocated a large plot of land for his daughter and son-in-law, making it Cheng Jin and Zhao Shuangling's exclusive territory. Cheng Jin introduced Tiger to the people in the Zhao residence, saying that he was his childhood friend and that they had been reunited after a long separation. Everyone saw that he was brought by the second son-in-law, so they didn't say much. Cheng Jin

allocated a large room not far from his own room for Tiger and said to him, "Go take a bath first, and I'll take you to see that old scoundrel Zhao tomorrow. I'm going to bring a woman to serve you now, hehe!"

Ignoring Tiger's face, which was as red as Guan Yu's, he laughed and left.

Tiger was genuinely excited and immediately took a bath. Just as he finished drying himself and was about to put on the new clothes Cheng Jin had given him, the door creaked open, and Cheng Jin led in a young girl. Tiger cried out, covering his lower body, his eyes fixed on the girl. She looked about sixteen or seventeen, with bright, sparkling eyes, and was quite pretty. The girl chuckled at his antics.

Cheng Jin lightly patted her head and scolded, "What are you laughing at? This is Young Master Tiger! You'd better serve him well tonight. If Young Master Tiger is dissatisfied, you'll be sorry tomorrow, you slut."

Seeing Tiger's expression, he couldn't help but laugh himself, saying to Tiger, "This little girl is called Yun'er. I've trained her myself; she'll definitely obey. Do whatever you want to her, don't hold back."

He pushed Yun'er towards Tiger, and seeing the two of them fall into a chair together, he laughed heartily, closed the door, and left.

It was already dark when he stepped outside. Feeling utterly bored, Cheng Jin strolled out of the Zhao residence, intending to visit the old house.

Before joining the Dragon God Gang, he had stayed at a farmhouse about seven or eight li away from the Zhao residence. The farmhouse housed only an elderly couple surnamed Ding, who had no children and treated him very well. Unfortunately, the elderly couple had passed away one after the other not long ago, and Cheng Jin felt as if he had lost his loved ones again, feeling extremely sad. After that, no one lived in the old house. Today, having met Hu Zi again, his old feelings arose, and he decided to go and see it.

After walking for a while outside the residence, he entered a forest. This forest was densely wooded, covering an area of about five or six li, and the locals called it Donglin (East Forest). As soon as Cheng Jin stepped into the forest, he heard the sounds of fighting ahead. He immediately tiptoed closer, hid behind a tree, and peeked out.

The bright moon hung in the sky, and the situation in the forest was clearly visible. But what he saw made his heart skip a beat.

He saw a young woman, completely naked, hanging from a tree in front of him, motionless, and he didn't know whether she was dead or alive. Two figures in dough were surrounded by several people, locked in a fierce battle. The two figures had disheveled hair and bloodstains on their clothes; one of them had one sleeve torn off at the shoulder, revealing a delicate, pink arm, clearly at a disadvantage. Judging from their movements, Cheng Jin recognized them as the female assassins who had attempted to assassinate the Zhao family a few days prior.

Their attackers were all members of the Dragon God Gang, led by Lu Jie and Zhao Shuangru, along with several other skilled members.

Seeing victory in sight, Cheng Jin laughed and turned. In a flash, he lunged at the woman with the exposed arm; Cheng Jin recognized her name as Aqi.

Caught off guard, Aqi hadn't expected an expert to be lying in wait. Feeling a chill on her cheek, she quickly swung her sword forward and retreated hastily. A handsome young man stood smiling before her, waving a piece of black cloth in his hand. Cheng Jin recognized him as the man who had attacked her with the same ruthless hand gesture.

Aqi noticed Cheng Jin's eyes constantly scanning her body, clicking his tongue repeatedly: "What a beautiful girl!"

She reached out and touched her face, only to find the black veil had vanished, causing her to be secretly alarmed.

Cheng Jin, having succeeded in his plan, removed the woman's veil. But upon seeing her face, he was still stunned. She appeared to be under twenty years old, with slightly furrowed phoenix eyebrows, as beautiful as Xi Shi. He felt that even combined, Shuang Ling and Yun'er couldn't match this woman's beauty, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Hearing his frivolous tone, Aqi was enraged. With a sharp cry, she attacked with her sword. Cheng Jin focused his attention on the attack, sensing that his opponent was exhausted and had clearly been fighting for a long time. He was secretly pleased and immediately gathered his strength, intending to capture this beautiful woman alive.

The other masked figure, seeing the situation was dire, and knowing that he and his sister were already outmatched, and now another expert had appeared, secretly considered fleeing. He suddenly abandoned his companions and turned to unleash seven or eight rapid sword strikes, all aimed at Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin's skill was about the same as Aqi's, but he had a slight advantage due to his superior strength. Caught off guard by the masked figure's rapid attacks, he was struck by several swords in his right shoulder and arm. With a "clang," his long sword fell to the ground. Immediately afterward, a flash of white light appeared before his eyes. Terrified, he retreated hastily, his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground. A sharp pain shot through his chest; Aqi had stabbed him.

At the same time, a scream of agony rang out. The attacker had rushed at Cheng Jin, leaving him no time to defend himself. Lu Jie's blade slashed his left upper arm, penetrating an inch into the flesh, drawing blood. Aqi was shocked. She grabbed Cheng Jin's waist, blocked a sword strike from Zhao Shuangru on his left, and turned to flee. Seeing Cheng Jin fall to the ground, bleeding profusely, the Dragon God Gang members didn't pursue the enemy but rushed to his aid.

Cheng Jin, writhing in pain, took a deep breath. Knowing his internal organs were unharmed, he felt a great sense of relief. The swift sword strike to his arm had only scratched the surface; his chest wound was the most dangerous, but thankfully he had retreated quickly, escaping with only superficial injury. He thought to himself, "Luckily, those two girls aren't strong enough; otherwise, even if I hadn't died here, I'd likely be crippled.

" The group bandaged Cheng Jin's wounds and carried him back to their residence.

Cheng Jin saw Lu Jie showing great concern, but Zhao Shuangru ignored him, even mocking him, saying, "You're so easily distracted by beautiful girls," as if he deserved it. Cheng Jin was furious. He thought, "Would you be happy if your sister were a widow today?"

But then he suddenly realized that since he was plotting against the couple to seize power, Zhao Shuangru probably had the same idea. He needed to be even more careful in the future.

Just as he was devising a plan, he heard someone say, "What about this woman?"

A man pointed to a naked woman hanging from a tree and asked Lu Jie.

Zhao Shuangru glanced at the woman, then turned and glared fiercely at Lu Jie, her pretty face turning blue with anger. With a "slap," Lu Jie received a heavy blow to the face. Zhao Shuangru scolded, "So! You're out playing with women behind my back?"

Lu Jie was extremely embarrassed to be beaten by his wife in public. That night, he and several of his gang went out of the manor to seek pleasure. A young, single woman passed by, and Lu Jie and his men, seeing her beauty, immediately seized her and gang-raped her in the woods. Just then, two masked men were about to sneak into the Zhao manor to investigate. Seeing this injustice, they clashed with swords. Zhao Shuangru, realizing her husband had escaped, came searching and stumbled upon the fight.

Pointing at Lu Jie's nose, she demanded, "Who is this woman?"

Lu Jie stammered, bowing to his beautiful wife, seemingly unaware. The others quietly retreated to the side, not daring to speak. One of them went over and put the woman down. She had been brutally raped by several strong men and was already unconscious, barely breathing.

Zhao Shuangru snorted, grabbed Lu Jie, and left. Cheng Jin was carried on someone's back, and the group vanished in an instant, leaving the poor woman, cruelly violated, alone in the woods.

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returning to the Zhao residence, Zhao Shuangru pulled Lu Jie straight back to her room, ignoring Cheng Jin. Everyone secretly chuckled, imagining how Lu Jie would punish his wife that night.

Cheng Jin carried her back to her room and called a doctor to carefully apply medicine. Zhao Shuangling, seeing his injury, busied herself anxiously, which comforted Cheng Jin. Yun'er was still with Hu Zi, and Cheng Jin instructed them not to disturb her.

After everyone had left, Cheng Jin looked at Shuangling's red eyes and said, "Come, give me a kiss."

Shuangling lay down beside him and gently kissed his face. She asked, "Do you...do you want me to help you blow it out?" Cheng Jin

was in pain, and with excessive blood loss, he was extremely tired and shook his head. He immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep, with Zhao Shuangling gently sleeping beside him. It wasn't

until noon the next day that Hu Zi and Yun'er came out of their room, having heard the news, and rushed over. Tiger looked quite nervous, but relieved to see that Cheng Jin was alright, he left Yun'er to attend to the wounded man and left the room.

After he left, Cheng Jin smiled at Yun'er and said, "How was it? You didn't neglect my good friend, did you?"

Yun'er shook her hand and said, "Are you still hurting... laughing at me as soon as you see me!"

But Cheng Jin didn't care about the minor injury; he just wanted her to talk.

Yun'er lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "You don't know, but as soon as Young Master Tiger saw me, his thing got all hard."

She glanced at Shuang Ling beside her and chuckled.

Shuangling asked, "What's wrong with what you're not letting me hear?"

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "I ran into a childhood friend who came to stay with me, so I sent Yun'er to serve him."

He said to Yun'er, "Tell me what happened."

Yun'er suddenly became a little shy and hesitated for a while before saying, "You had just left when he grabbed me and jumped onto the bed. He was so eager... As soon as he got on the bed, he pounced on me and started pinching my breasts. I'm still a little sore!"

Cheng Jin laughed and said, "Is that so? Let me see..."

Shuangling interjected, "You, even when you're injured, you're still so indecent! Why don't you let Yun'er's little mouth lick you?" Cheng Jin

had taken a nap, and the pain had lessened a bit. Coupled with the memory of the many erotic sights he had seen yesterday, he became a little lewd again and said, "I want Yun'er to tell me a story. You do it!"

Shuangling didn't expect that her suggestion would result in her own loss, so she could only pout and reach out to undo his pants. She could only smell a sour sweat, which was because he hadn't bathed after yesterday's fierce battle. Thinking of Cheng Jin's numerous wounds, she hesitated to wash him, then frowned, licked his penis with her tongue, grasped it in her hand, and took it into her mouth, her tongue and lips moving constantly. Cheng Jin let out a sigh of relief, his eyes then fixed on Yun'er.

Yun'er paused, then continued, "Young Master Hu was touching me all over, and trying to undress me. I saw he was being too rough, so I said I'd do it myself. Young Master Cheng told me to serve you, and he stopped and lay down."

“But as I was taking off my clothes, he kept staring at me like he wanted to devour me. It was so embarrassing.”

Seeing that Cheng Jin didn’t say anything, but just smiled at her, she continued, “After I took off my clothes, I… I…”

She paused, swallowed, and said, “I was on top of him, and then his hand came again, touching my genitals. He was so strong, he didn’t care about the pain…”

Cheng Jin’s penis had already become hard from Shuang Ling’s blowjob. He reached out his uninjured left hand and gently patted Shuang Ling’s head to encourage her, saying to Yun’er, “So he forced himself on you, didn’t he?”

Yun’er blushed and said, “No. I told him not to move, that I would serve him. Then I kissed his nipples, and after only a couple of kisses, he… he came, getting me all over.” Cheng Jin

laughed heartily, and with a movement, he aggravated his wound and cried out softly. This cry of pain caused his already hard penis to soften again, but it was tough on Shuang Ling, who had to work hard to get it back up.

Cheng Jin took a breath and asked, "Is that all?"

Yun'er hurriedly replied, "No, no, Young Master Cheng told me to serve him well, and I was afraid I wouldn't serve him well enough, so how could I stop?"

She continued, "Young Master Hu was a little embarrassed and talked to me for a while, then told me to keep kissing him, so I kept kissing his nipples. Later, I kissed his genitals, and Young Master Hu got hard again very quickly, and I... I..."

Her face turned red again.

Cheng Jin laughed, "And then what?"

Yun'er said, "I just sat him down inside me..."

Her face turned even redder.

Cheng Jin understood, but still smiled and asked, "What do you mean, 'sitting inside'?"

Yun'er bit her lip and whispered, "I sat on top of him, and he inserted himself."

Her voice trailed off, almost inaudible.

Cheng Jin smiled again and asked, "How did you do it? Did you move or did he?"

Yun'er whispered, "Of course...of course I moved..."

Cheng Jin laughed, "That's fun! I can't move now, Ling'er, you try."

Zhao Shuangling blushed deeply. Although she had often been naked with the two of them these past few days, trying various shameful methods, she had always been in a passive position. Now, to do such a lewd thing in front of her maids, she felt somewhat embarrassed. With the penis still in her mouth, she raised her head timidly to look at Cheng Jin. Seeing that Cheng Jin's smile had changed instantly upon seeing her gaze, she dared not refuse any longer, sat up, and took off her clothes.

Zhao Shuangling stripped naked, straddled Cheng Jin, grasped his penis with one hand, and explored her vulva with the other, her face flushing again. She positioned herself so her vulva was aligned with Cheng Jin's penis, and slowly squatted down. Cheng Jin chuckled, "Take it slow, don't touch my body, it'll hurt."

Zhao Shuangling nodded and continued squatting. With each inch she squatted, she felt her vagina become fuller, and suddenly felt as if she were the one raping Cheng Jin, her face turning bright red again.

With one hand still gripping Cheng Jin's exposed penis, Zhao Shuangling began to move her body up and down. After only a few movements, her legs ached, her back went numb, and she lost her balance.

Seeing that her legs were starting to sway, Cheng Jin shook his head and said, "Useless. Yun'er, go and support her."

Yun'er agreed and then said, "This can't be blamed on Miss. I was also on top of Young Master Hu when I was moving around. She was afraid of hurting you, so she didn't dare to touch you!"

Cheng Jin thought it made sense and said, "Fine, you can have her!"

Yun'er knelt behind Shuang Ling, supporting her buttocks with both hands, and lifted her up and down forcefully. With the external force, Shuang Ling's legs became steady, but being supported by this girl made her feel even more ashamed. In an instant, a wave of pleasure washed over her, and she moaned softly.

Cheng Jin felt pleasure without exerting any effort, and was in a good mood. He said to Yun'er, "Slow down, don't go so fast... How long did you last night?"

Yun'er replied, "A long time! I... I peed seven or eight times! Young Master Hu was so amazing towards the end, coming again and again. Later, when he was on top of me, I was so tired I couldn't move, so I slept until noon."

Cheng Jin nodded, closed his eyes to rest, and focused on the pleasure in his lower body. He could hear Shuang Ling panting heavily, feeling both pleasure and exhaustion. Yun'er, who was weak to begin with, was also slightly out of breath from serving the two of them. After a while, Shuang Ling felt Cheng Jin's body tremble slightly, his uterus felt warm, and then the penis in his vagina softened and slid out.

When Cheng Jin ejaculated, his body trembled a few times, his wounds hurt terribly, and blood seeped from the wound on his chest. Shuangling and Yun'er were both startled, forgetting to catch their breath, and hurriedly rubbed his head and forehead. Cheng Jin gritted his teeth and endured the pain, cold sweat pouring down his face. After a while, the pain lessened slightly, and he said with a wry smile, "It seems I have to abstain from sex until I recover."

The two women looked at each other.

In the days that followed, even with beauties by his side, Cheng Jin suppressed his lust to prevent his wound from reopening. Hu Zi, having tasted the pleasures of sex, often called Yun'er to join him, and Cheng Jin let him do as he pleased.

One day, he noticed that Hu Zi's gaze towards Shuangling was somewhat strange, so when no one was around, he teased, "Hu Zi, have you taken a fancy to my wife?"

Hu Zi dared not admit it. Cheng Jin patted his shoulder and said, "It's not that I'm unwilling to give myself to you, it's just that the time isn't right yet, and we can't act rashly. After we accomplish our great deed, everything I own will be yours!"

Hu Zi hadn't harbored any illusions about Shuangling to begin with, and upon hearing this, he was overjoyed. Cheng Jin knew that having this trusted confidant would make things much easier. Besides, aside from revenge, he didn't really care much for women, including his wife; he just wanted to have some fun.

After ten days or so, his wounds healed. Although not fully recovered, he could move freely. Imagining the stunning beauty of the woman who had injured him, he felt a mixture of love and hate.

Twelve, Killing Husband and

Kidnapping Wife: With his injuries slightly healed, he went to visit Zhao Kunhua and his wife. Madam Zhao had always disliked him and had never visited him during his illness; when he arrived, she was always cold and indifferent. Cheng Jin gritted his teeth, vowing to teach that shrew a lesson one day. He then introduced Hu Zi to Zhao Kunhua, saying he wanted Hu Zi to be his personal attendant. Zhao Kunhua readily agreed and comforted him.

Several more days passed, and Cheng Jin's injuries were greatly healed. He resumed his lewd play with Shuang Ling and Yun'er. One day, the sky was high and the air was crisp. Cheng Jin remembered the old Ding family house and called Hu Zi to go and visit it.

The old house was in a very remote location, several miles away, after passing through Donglin and turning onto a mountain path. Hu Zi was quite disoriented, but fortunately Cheng Jin knew the route well, and they arrived soon after.

Upon entering the house, they saw that the walls were bare and the table was covered in dust. The Ding couple hadn't been dead for very long, so the house wasn't very dirty. Cheng Jin asked Hu Zi to help clean it up, laughing that it was habitable now.

The house wasn't small, with many rooms, suggesting it was likely built by a wealthy person in seclusion; it was unclear how it ended up in the Ding couple's possession. Hu Zi asked how they found such a remote place,

and Cheng Jin replied, "When I first arrived in Suzhou, I naturally had to familiarize myself with the terrain around Zhao Laozei's lair. What place in this area don't I know?" He added, "This place is both remote and not too far from the Zhao family, perfect as a base for us. We can use it for any secret operations in the future."

Hu Zi understood.

Cheng Jin repeatedly warned Hu Zi not to reveal this place to anyone, especially when he was making love with Yun'er. As they walked back, Hu Zi laughed and readily agreed.

Not long after entering Donglin, they suddenly heard a woman's cursing voice ahead. Cheng Jin recognized Zhao Shuangru's voice, gestured to Hu Zi, and quietly approached.

Zhao Shuangru shouted, "A woman hanged herself here a few days ago, wasn't she the one you robbed? You damned devil, what do you know, defiling innocent women!"

Her anger grew, and a loud "slap" was heard; they guessed Lu Jie had been slapped.

Sure enough, Lu Jie mumbled, "Your father does this all the time, defiling respectable women, and you've never gotten angry!"

Zhao Shuangru was even more furious that he dared to talk back, and slapped him again, saying, "I can't and dare not interfere in my father's affairs. But I'm determined to interfere with you, you damned devil! You haven't learned a single bit of my father's heroic spirit, only this shameless behavior!" Lu Jie,

eager to get rid of her, said, "Let's go back. It's just the two of us here; if we run into those two scoundrels again, it'll be terrible."

Zhao Shuangru sneered, "You're lawless, yet you're afraid of death? Two little girls scared you like this!"

Suddenly, she shouted, "Who's there? Come out!"

It turned out that Hu Zi's steps were a little heavy, and he stepped on a dry branch.

Cheng Jin walked out with a smile, saying, "I was just passing by. I didn't hear a word Brother Lu and Sister Ru were saying."

He was actually a little older than Zhao Shuangru, but he called her Sister Ru because of Shuangling.

Lu Jie, having been dragged here by his wife to reprimand her, became even more embarrassed upon seeing Cheng Jin. His face flushed, he turned away, unable to look Cheng Jin in the eye. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his back, and a blood-red longsword pierced his chest. Lu Jie screamed in agony, the sword was pulled away, and he collapsed to the ground, convulsing a few times before falling still.

The sudden turn of events terrified Zhao Shuangru. She saw Cheng Jin, holding a blood-stained sword, grinning maliciously as he approached her. Zhao Shuangru stammered, "You…what are you doing? A-Jie! A-Jie!"

But Lu Jie was too weak to respond.

Zhao Shuangru roared and drew her sword, attacking Cheng Jin with ferocious, mad-like movements.

Cheng Jin sneered, casually parrying the attack. Knowing Zhao Shuangru's martial arts were far inferior to his, he didn't take her seriously.

Sure enough, Zhao Shuangru was caught off guard, her mind unsettled, her moves chaotic. Before long, Cheng Jin struck her wrist with his sword, causing her to drop it. Immediately afterward, a sharp pain shot through her neck; she had been struck hard, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Cheng Jin chuckled, hearing Hu Zi ask, "Young Master, so...so quickly?"

Cheng Jin coldly replied, "Today was a golden opportunity. It's not easy to wait for them to go out alone."

After checking that no one was around, he helped Zhao Shuangru up and turned back to the old house, Hu Zi following closely behind.

Back in the main house, Cheng Jin went straight to the innermost room. This room was not only spacious but also well-lit, with lush green trees outside the window, filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers.

Cheng Jin tossed Zhao Shuangru onto the bed, sat beside her, and stroked her pretty face. Startled, Zhao Shuangru woke up, her eyes widening to see Cheng Jin's lecherous face before her. She tried to jump up, but Cheng Jin punched her hard in the stomach, causing her excruciating pain, and she collapsed back onto the bed.

Cheng Jin bound her hands behind her back and turned her around. Zhao Shuangru glared at him fiercely, her eyes blazing with fury, and cursed, "Cheng Jin, you treacherous villain, what are you doing?"

Cheng Jin sneered, "My name isn't Cheng Jin, I'm Murong Jin! Have you ever heard of the great hero Murong of Chunhua Gate in Wuchang Prefecture? He's my father."

Upon hearing the words "Chunhua Gate," Zhao Shuangru's face turned deathly pale, and she couldn't utter a sound.

Cheng Jin grabbed her hair and said, "That old scoundrel Zhao killed my whole family and raped my own mother. I'm going to get my revenge, with interest!"

He ripped open Zhao Shuangru's collar, revealing her snow-white skin. He lewdly chuckled, "Luckily, I'm not so unlucky. That old scoundrel Zhao may not have much else, but he has a few beautiful wives and daughters."

Zhao Shuangru was shocked and furious, struggling fiercely and kicking her legs wildly. Cheng Jin said, "Tiger, hold this woman's legs down!"

He then tore off a large section of her clothes, removing her undergarments and revealing a pair of full breasts.

Cheng Jin chuckled lewdly, grabbing Zhao Shuangru's breasts with his lewd hands and squeezing them hard. Zhao Shuangru cried out in pain and struggled even more fiercely, but her hands were tied behind her back, and her legs were firmly pressed down by Tiger. Her body twisted and turned, but she couldn't move an inch.

Cheng Jin felt that Zhao Shuangru's breasts were soft and smooth to the touch, and he found them very comfortable. He leered, "Sister Ru, your breasts are much bigger than Ling'er's, haha!"

He rubbed them with his hands, pinching her purplish-red nipples with his fingers, laughing lewdly.

Zhao Shuangru was already feeling ashamed, but hearing Cheng Jin compare her breasts to her sister's, her face flushed even more. She continued to struggle and curse.

Cheng Jin yanked her clothes off, staring lustfully at Zhao Shuangru's large breasts. He then grabbed her trousers and pulled them down, revealing her thick pubic hair. Zhao Shuangru cried out, "No! You can't..." She

struggled even more fiercely, one leg suddenly breaking free from Hu Zi's grasp, kicking wildly and knocking Hu Zi off the bed.

Enraged, Cheng Jin grabbed Zhao Shuangru's kicking left leg with one hand and punched her hard in the groin with the other, striking her exposed vulva. Zhao Shuangru screamed in pain, her leg giving way, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Cheng Jin grabbed her mons pubis and sneered, "Sister Ru, you have quite a lot of pubic hair. I'll pluck it all off for you."

He grabbed a handful of pubic hair and ripped it off forcefully. Zhao Shuangru screamed again, and blood seeped from the pores left on her mons pubis.

Cheng Jin had already seized the handful of pubic hair. Hu Zi stood up and slapped Zhao Shuangru's head several times, yelling, "You filthy bitch, you dare kick me?"

He pulled down her pants and threw them aside, then pounced on Zhao Shuangru, groping and pinching her groping. Zhao Shuangru's eyes were bloodshot as she glared at the two men, as if she were breathing fire.

Cheng Jin chuckled lewdly, hoisted one of Zhao Shuangru's legs onto his shoulder, and rubbed the torn pubic hair all over Zhao Shuangru's vulva. Suddenly remembering Zhao Kunhua's method of dealing with the Luo sisters, he laughed, "Let me show you the tricks your father taught me!"

He stuffed a handful of pubic hair into Zhao Shuangru's vulva, his fingers thrusting rapidly, deeply penetrating her vagina, pushing dozens of pubic hairs deep inside. Zhao Shuangru felt both itchy and painful inside, and cried out "Ah!" struggling in vain.

Cheng Jin had known Zhao Shuangru for a long time, knowing that this beautiful aunt had a strong personality and never showed weakness in front of others. Now, she had been toyed with to the point of crying, which greatly pleased him. He saw Hu Zi pinching and pulling at Zhao Shuangru's nipples, her pretty face flushed red, tears welling up in her eyes, her head shaking back and forth, screaming in agony, her body twisting uncontrollably.

Cheng Jin laughed heartily, took a long rope, threaded it through the roof beam, tied one end to Zhao Shuangru's left ankle, and pulled hard, hanging Zhao Shuangru upside down by the bed. Her nipples, which Hu Zi had been holding, were suddenly and unexpectedly pulled long, freeing them from his grasp and bouncing back onto her breasts. 01-22

Thirteen, The Tortured Beauty

Zhao Shuangru cried out loudly, cursing incessantly: "Cheng Jin, you beast in human clothing! All you know how to do to women is this… ah…"

Another scream rang out. It turned out that Cheng Jin had plucked a few fine hairs between her vulva and anus, forcefully pulling them out. The muscles there were soft, and the force caused sharp pain.

Before the screams subsided, Cheng Jin picked up the pubic hairs on Zhao Shuangru's vulva and slowly plucked them one by one.

Hearing Zhao Shuangru's screams, he said with a smile: "Sister Ru, you have so much pubic hair, several times more than Ling Yatou! Why do the women of the Zhao family have different pubic hair?"

Zhao Shuangru was in excruciating pain, groaning and unable to respond.

Cheng Jin laughed again, "I bet Yao'er's pubic hair isn't as much as your sister Ru's. I wonder how many have grown yet? Hehe, Yao'er's pubic hair must be smooth, just thinking about it makes my dick hard."

He plucked another pubic hair.

Hu Zi sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Zhao Shuangru's breasts, and started playing with her nipples again. Zhao Shuangru struggled but couldn't, her body trembling slightly. Cheng Jin plucked another pubic hair from her and laughed, "I wonder how much pubic hair my mother-in-law has? Judging from her lewd appearance, she must have more than you, right? One day I'll pluck them all out, one by one, so she'll be as smooth as Yao'er, that would be so cute. Haha..."

While commenting on the pubic hair of the four Zhao women, he plucked the pubic hair of the eldest Zhao sister one by one. Soon, Zhao Shuangru's originally thick pubic hair was sparse, and the remaining hair was stuck to the blood seeping from the pores, a shocking sight.

Zhao Shuangru endured the pain while constantly hearing the beast's lewd words. Overwhelmed with shame, she uttered incoherent "ah ah" sounds, cursing incoherently, tears streaming down her face.

Cheng Jin, without plucking all her pubic hair, laughed, released her vulva, stood up, and began to undress himself. Only Hu Zi remained, fondling Zhao Shuangru's full breasts, quickly turning her once flawless white breasts bruised and red.

Zhao Shuangru was hung upside down by one leg; her lower body, now free, instinctively pressed her legs together tightly. However, she had just been severely beaten and subjected to their constant fondling of her private parts; moreover, being upside down with blood rushing to her head, her body was already weak. As soon as her legs closed, her right leg, which wasn't hanging, couldn't bear the strain; the extreme pain forced it to droop limply. Zhao Shuangru's legs automatically parted at a right angle, swaying precariously. Her pretty face flushed red from being upside down, both ashamed and anxious, even her earlobes turned so red they seemed about to bleed.

Cheng Jin stripped naked, his penis already erect. He braced himself against the bed frame, leaned down, and with a sudden thrust, plunged his penis into Zhao Shuangru's upturned vagina. Zhao Shuangru let out a soft sob, tears streaming down her face, crying out that she had finally been raped by her own brother-in-law.

Just as she was grieving, she heard Cheng Jin mockingly say, "Haha, Tiger, this bitch was already wet inside!"

Tiger laughed, "I never knew Miss Zhao was such a slut. Getting wet even after being hit and pinched, what a shameless woman! Hahaha..."

Zhao Shuangru gritted her teeth and remained silent. It turned out that the few pubic hairs inserted into her vagina were causing unbearable itching, and Tiger's constant fondling of her breasts had made her vagina slightly wet.

Cheng Jin chuckled again, his penis thrusting hard into Shuangru's vagina, saying, "Sister Ru, you may have a lot of pubic hair, but your vagina isn't as tight as Ling'er's. Haha! Ling'er's vagina was so swollen from being raped by me that night, it felt so good!"

While raping Zhao Shuangru, he kept talking about how he had raped Shuangling. Zhao Shuangru was so ashamed that she felt no shame, her head spinning.

Cheng Jin became more and more excited as he talked, but the position he was in was really strenuous, and after a while he was quite tired, so he thrust his penis deep into Shuangru's flower core and took a breath. Looking down, Cheng Jin saw that Hu Zi had also pulled out his penis and was squeezing Shuang Ru's two large breasts together, thrusting it in and out between her nipples. Cheng Jin laughed and said, "Hehe, such big breasts are not wasted. Damn it, this slut gets more and more lewd the more you fuck her."

Hu Zi laughed and said, "How do you know her grandmother gets more and more lewd the more you fuck her?"

Cheng Jin laughed loudly and said, "If her grandmother wasn't lewd, how could she have given birth to that traitor Zhao?"

Mentioning Zhao Kunhua reminded him of the blood feud of his entire family, and he thrust his penis in and out a few more times. Suddenly, he said, "Hu Zi, how do you want this slut to die?"

Hu Zi said, "How about we fuck her until she dies?"

Cheng Jin cursed, "Are you sure you can handle it? If you fuck her until she dies, won't you die from exhaustion too? Why don't we catch a few wild dogs to help, and let them taste the flavor of Miss Zhao's cunt too."

His penis went in and out with a splashing sound.

Zhao Shuangru, already nearly unconscious from being raped, suddenly overheard them discussing how to kill her, even mentioning being raped by dogs. Her flushed face turned deathly pale with fright. She groaned a few times but couldn't utter a word.

Hu Zi continued, "We can also use a spiked club to stab her cunt and see if she dies. Hehe! I have a small spiked club in my room, it'll come in handy."

He pinched Zhao Shuangru's nipples hard, rubbing his penis against hers a few more times. Zhao Shuangru let out a soft moan, both shocked and in pain, and fainted.

Cheng Jin said, "Damn it, this way of raping is really uncomfortable, let's put her down."

He untied Zhao Shuangru, sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her body, pressed her anus against his penis, and with a forceful push, thrust his penis into her anus. Zhao Shuangru

screamed and woke up, feeling a burning pain in her buttocks, as if they were about to split open. Cheng Jin ignored her, gripping her breasts tightly with both hands and pulling them down, penetrating her even deeper. Feeling her tight grip, every movement required considerable effort. He laughed, "This bitch's backdoor is really tight! Tiger, you fuck her cunt."

Tiger grabbed Zhao Shuangru's legs, spreading them wide, and thrust his penis in, pounding away relentlessly. He'd been playing with her for a while, unable to hold back any longer, his thrusts like a storm, until Zhao Shuangru's eyes rolled back, barely able to breathe.

Cheng Jin, sitting on the bed, couldn't move, so he kept his penis deeply inserted into Shuangru's anus, letting her body tremble and grind against it. He felt Zhao Shuangru's anus tightly enveloping his penis, the soft walls undulating in waves, and he closed his eyes to enjoy it.

Suddenly, he heard Tiger laugh, "This bitch's come!"

Sure enough, Zhao Shuangru's body was trembling violently. When Shuangru was being raped upside down, the blood rushed to her brain, causing pain in her lower body. Now, back in the normal position, with the two of them attacking her from both ends, although her body ached, her vagina was filled with waves of pleasure, and she involuntarily climaxed.

Cheng Jin laughed, "This bitch can even enjoy being raped like this, she's really shameless."

Zhao Shuangru couldn't control her lust, and was extremely ashamed. Her face flushed red, and she chuckled repeatedly as she was being raped, unable to speak. Suddenly, a groan came. It turned out that Hu Zi had ejaculated inside her during a fierce attack. His soft penis slid out, bringing with it a few pubic hairs that Cheng Jin had stuffed inside.

Hu Zi took a breath and heard Cheng Jin say, "Why don't we take the sword with her husband's blood on it and stab her cunt later to avenge our Senior Sister He Chan!"

Hu Zi laughed, "That would be fine too."

Zhao Shuangru was so frightened that her face turned white, and she mumbled something incoherently. She was terrified and her body was too weak to move.

Tiger noticed a broom on the wall, picked it up, and laughed, "Let's practice with this first."

He pried open Zhao Shuangru's still-open labia with one hand, and with the other, he shoved the broom handle inside.

The handle was as thick as a child's arm, with a rough, uneven surface at the tip. Zhao Shuangru felt a cold, hard object forcefully stretching open her vulva and being pushed inside; the rough handle scraped against the flesh, causing sharp, throbbing pains within her.

Terrified, she trembled all over, crying out, "No...no..."

Cheng Jin's penis was inserted into her anus, and she felt her body tremble violently, her vaginal walls writhing incessantly, experiencing intense pleasure.

He chuckled, "Be careful, I want to play with her a few more times, don't kill her so quickly."

Zhao Shuangru felt that thing going deeper and deeper, her usual heroic demeanor had long since vanished, she begged, "No... I don't want to..."

Seeing her fear, Cheng Jin rubbed his penis against her anus again, deliberately saying, "This little anus feels so good! I'm almost reluctant to kill her. It's a pity she won't listen, otherwise it would be nice to keep her and play with her slowly..."

Zhao Shuangru heard his tone suddenly relax, and remembering the various terrible methods they had mentioned that would torture her to death, she hurriedly said, "I'll listen, I'll listen, don't kill me... I'll listen..."

Cheng Jin and Hu Zi exchanged a smile and said, "You bitch, weren't you usually so great? You'll listen?"

They turned her over and thrust their penises into her anus.

Zhao Shuangru felt that the cold broom handle was still inside her vagina, and when her body moved, her lower genitals were in great pain, and her buttocks were in excruciating pain, as if her body was no longer her own. A chill ran through her, her hair stood on end, and she forgot all shame, crying, "I'll be obedient... I will... I... I'll let you rape me... let you rape me... don't kill me..."

Cheng Jin saw that she usually acted so arrogantly, but it turned out she was all bark and no bite. He thrust his lower body a few times, and his pent-up semen shot into Zhao Shuangru's rectum like a cannonball, making her buttocks tremble up and down.

Cheng Jin inserted his penis back in, grabbed Zhao Shuangru's hair, and lewdly said, "Will you be obedient, Sister Ru? Lick my cock for me, if you blow well I'll consider it."

He held his penis in front of her.

There were a few drops of feces on his penis, and Zhao Shuangru refused to put it in her mouth.

Cheng Jin sneered, "So you're not obedient after all."

Hu Zi thrust hard, pushing the broom handle in several inches.

Zhao Shuangru screamed, cold sweat pouring down her face. Daring not to think further, she opened her mouth and took Cheng Jin's penis into her mouth, gently sucking on it. It tasted foul and bitter, and she couldn't help but sob softly again. But she didn't dare stop, her tongue circling and lightly licking Cheng Jin's penis, using her best skills.

Fourteen, The Submissive Slave Cheng

Jin chuckled, cupping Zhao Shuangru's cheeks in his hands, and inserted his penis into her small mouth. Zhao Shuangru held it tightly, letting him thrust in and out, feeling the glans bumping against her throat, almost making her gag, but she held back her tears.

Cheng Jin ignored her feelings and continued thrusting relentlessly. Seeing that she no longer resisted, Hu Zi gently caressed her breasts, ceasing his violence. Zhao Shuangru felt a throbbing pain in her lower body, filled with shame, yet dared not move. Soon, she felt the penis in her mouth suddenly swell, but Cheng Jin still wouldn't release her cheek. She could only frown and let a gush of semen spray into her throat. Zhao Shuangru coughed uncontrollably, gurgling in her throat, her face flushed red, in extreme discomfort.

Cheng Jin coldly said, "Swallow it all!"

before releasing her. A choking sensation rushed to Zhao Shuangru's stomach, but she dared not open her mouth, forcing herself to swallow all the semen before coughing violently.

Cheng Jin said, "Alright, I'll keep you for now. We both have a beauty to enjoy. Hehe!"

He forcefully pulled the broom handle from Zhao Shuangru's vagina. With a soft "plop," Zhao Shuangru felt a rush of pleasure through her vagina. A cool breeze blew in, making her shiver. The broom handle, stained with blood, was tossed to the ground.

Cheng Jin said, "Tiger, I have to go back. You stay here and watch over this woman. Don't let her go out unnecessarily. But if she runs into the Dragon God Gang outside, what do you say..."

He and Tiger rehearsed their story and left.

Back at the Zhao residence, he found Lu Jie's body had already been carried back, and the entire house was in chaos. Someone told him that the eldest young lady and her husband had gone out together that morning; the husband had been found murdered in Donglin, but the young lady was missing.

People cursed, condemning the two women for their cruelty. Cheng Jin had prepared a long list of reasons to shift suspicion to the two women, but now they were all useless.

Cheng Jin pretended to know nothing, and everyone assumed the two women were responsible, so no one suspected him.

Madam Zhao was heartbroken over her daughter's disappearance, fearing the worst, and cried uncontrollably. Shuangling and Shuangyao comforted her.

Cheng Jin secretly chuckled and went to offer a few words of comfort as well. He saw that Madam Zhao's eyes were swollen and red from crying, and her brows were deeply furrowed.

Her third sister, Zhao Shuangyao, gently stroked her mother's back, her expression somber.

Zhao Shuangyao was quiet and reserved, spending her days reading and embroidering in her room. Cheng Jin had only seen her two or three times. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, petite, with slightly furrowed brows and a pair of bright, sparkling eyes; she was very cute.

He thought that in two years, when she had grown up, she would probably be even prettier than Shuangling.

Zhao Kunhua immediately directed his men: one group searched for the two women with masks and Zhao Shuangru's whereabouts, while another group handled Lu Jie's funeral.

Early the next morning, Cheng Jin, under the pretext of searching for the women with masks, took a few men out. On the way, he sent them away under another pretext, bought some food for himself, and returned to the old house.

Upon entering the room, Cheng Jin saw Zhao Shuangru still completely naked, her hands bound behind her back, her buttocks raised high, kneeling on the bed giving Hu Zi a blowjob. Cheng Jin glanced at her, then chuckled. A lit candle was inserted into Zhao Shuangru's raised anus, wax dripping onto her smooth, round buttocks. With each drop, her buttocks trembled slightly, a truly beautiful sight. He said, "Is this bitch obedient?"

Hu Zi laughed, "Does she dare not be obedient?"

He grabbed Zhao Shuangru's head and thrust it up and down, making her moan and groan.

Cheng Jin's lust flared, and he quickly stripped off his clothes, removed the candle, and plunged his penis into Zhao Shuangru's cunt. He exhaled before saying, "The mansion is in chaos now. Old Zhao's wife lost her daughter and is crying terribly. Haha! Damn it, that woman may be a bit old, but she's really good-looking."

While raping Zhao Shuangru, he kept making suggestive remarks about her mother.

Zhao Shuangru let them ravage her, hearing only the two men's increasingly smug words, raping her while constantly humiliating her mother, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, she felt the penis in her mouth swell, and Hu Zi had ejaculated. Without needing to be told, Zhao Shuangru swallowed all the semen through her tears.

Cheng Jin laughed, "You're really obedient!"

Hu Zi said, "There's someone even more obedient!"

Grabbing Zhao Shuangru's head, he lewdly asked, "Was it good?"

Zhao Shuangru blushed and softly said, "Young Master is raping me so well..."

Cheng Jin was taken aback: "Obed?"

Looking at Hu Zi, he pulled his penis back to the edge of her vagina, then thrust it in hard again, and Zhao Shuangru moaned repeatedly. Cheng Jin laughed and cursed, "You little devil, you've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve! Haha! Not bad, not bad."

Hu Zi chuckled, "It took me a lot of effort last night to get this bitch to listen to you like this!"

He paused, his expression hardening, and said to Cheng Jin, "This whore said she saw Madam eight years ago..."

Cheng Jin's heart skipped a beat. He slowed his pace of raping Zhao Shuangru, slapped her buttocks hard, and shouted, "How did you see her?"

Zhao Shuangru trembled and said, "I... I only saw her once... It's not my fault... Ah... I was only thirteen years old then, it's not my fault... Ah..."

Cheng Jin thrust his penis in and out a few times, shouting, "Speak!"

Zhao Shuangru said, "I went to the gang to find my father then, and I saw her. Many of them were in the hall, she... she..."

She stammered, unable to speak. Cheng Jin squeezed her breasts hard with both hands, shouting and cursing, telling her to speak quickly.

Zhao Shuangru had no choice but to say, "She was tied to the wooden donkey, and everyone took turns stepping on the pedals, laughing... It really wasn't my fault..." Cheng Jin

felt a pang of pain in his heart. He knew that once a woman was tied to the wooden donkey, two movable wooden sticks would be inserted into her anus and vagina respectively. Stepping on the pedal would cause the sticks to thrust in and out. He had seen Zhao Kunhua use this wooden donkey to deal with the wives and daughters of several enemies; those women were tortured to the point of near death, and he knew its power.

Cheng Jin grabbed Zhao Shuangru's breasts with both hands, lifted her upper body, and thrust his penis in with even greater force, shouting, "What happened next?"

Zhao Shuangru felt a tearing pain in her breasts, cold sweat poured down her face, and she was being raped so badly she could only moan and groan, unable to speak. Cheng Jin slammed her body down, grabbed her legs with both hands, and lifted her forward, causing her buttocks to point upwards. He suddenly withdrew his penis from her vagina and thrust it forcefully into her anus.

Zhao Shuangru groaned, gritting her teeth in pain, when she heard Cheng Jin sneer, "You won't tell me, will you?"

Startled, she managed to say, "I...I really don't know...I didn't dare look any longer, so...I left."

Her words were muffled by her groans and barely audible.

Cheng Jin snorted, and with a rapid thrust, ejaculated. He sneered again, "You really don't know? Humph! Still unwilling to tell?"

He grabbed her cheek, his eyes piercing, glaring at her menacingly.

Zhao Shuangru felt a chill run down her spine, took a deep breath, and whispered, "I later heard people say that all the men in the gang who could get an erection had slept with her..."

Seeing the cold glint in Cheng Jin's eyes, she was too frightened to continue.

Cheng Jin coldly asked, "How much else do you know?"

Zhao Shuangru simply shook her head, saying she was too young at the time and truly didn't know. When asked about her sister Yan'er, Zhao Shuangru knew nothing about her either.

Cheng Jin said, "So your father caused my mother such a terrible tragedy. Don't blame me!"

Zhao Shuangru was terrified and cried, "It really wasn't my fault... I really didn't know..."

Cheng Jin ignored her, grabbed a torn piece of clothing lying on the side of the bed, twisted it into a strip, and stuffed it into Zhao Shuangru's vagina. The cloth rod was twice as thick as Cheng Jin's penis, and it was also soft. As soon as the front went in, there was nothing to hold onto from behind. Cheng Jin didn't care too much and just used force, making Zhao Shuangru sob and endure the pain of her vagina being stretched wide open, not daring to struggle.

After a while, Cheng Jin felt that the cloth rod should have entered Zhao Shuangru's uterus, so he stopped, leaving a pile of scattered rags outside her vagina. Seeing that Zhao Shuangru's eyes had rolled back and her breathing was weak, she had already fainted.

Tiger, who had been watching from the sidelines, was a little worried and said, "Won't she die? I haven't had enough of this beauty yet!"

Cheng Jin sneered, "She's not that easy to kill."

Remembering his mother's humiliation and abuse at the hands of the Zhao family, his anger flared up again. He flipped Zhao Shuangru's body over, grabbed her legs and tied them behind her back together with her hands, then looped one end of the rope around the roof beam and hoisted Zhao Shuangru up.

In this way, Zhao Shuangru's limbs were bound together, her chest protruded, and her two full breasts hung heavily. Her body was bent into an arch shape, with a tattered cloth hanging from her hips. Cheng Jin laughed, his anger subsiding slightly. He left Zhao Shuangru hanging there unconscious and went to eat some snacks with Tiger.

After a long while, Zhao Shuangru slowly woke up, feeling throbbing pain in her limbs. Being bent into this position was extremely uncomfortable. Even though she had practiced martial arts since childhood and had flexible muscles and bones, she still couldn't bear it, and her whole body ached. The most unbearable thing was the swelling of her vulva, both itchy and painful. Even the slightest struggle sent sharp pains through her limbs. Zhao Shuangru dared not move, her face flushed red, and she groaned, "Ah ah."

Cheng Jin and Hu Zi, hearing her awaken, exchanged a laugh, slowly finished their food, clapped their hands, and came over. Cheng Jin's greasy hands grasped her large breasts hanging in front of her chest, kneading them forcefully, laughing, "You rotten whore, are you enjoying it? Haha!"

Zhao Shuangru sobbed, "Enjoy...enjoy...please, young master, put me down..."

Cheng Jin laughed, "Where is it enjoyable?"

Zhao Shuangru was extremely ashamed, tears streaming down her face, and stammered, "Young master, you've been playing with my breasts so well...oh...my hands hurt so much...please put me down..."

Fifteen, A Shocking Remark During the Banquet

: Cheng Jin tugged at the cloth rod, and Zhao Shuangru immediately straightened her back. A tingling, numb sensation came from her lower body, and her hands and feet ached terribly, large beads of sweat dripping down her face. Cheng Jin pinched her nipple and laughed, "Old Zhao has wronged me so badly, I'm going to fuck his daughter's cunt raw! Ru Nu, what do you say?"

His other hand touched her buttocks, which were dripping with candle wax, and lightly scratched her anus.

Zhao Shuangru was both ashamed and afraid, her body trembling, and her lips twitching. After hesitating for a long time, she blushed, bit her lip, and said softly, "Ru Nu's cunt is for Young Master to fuck, if you ruin it, Young Master won't have any left to fuck..."

Cheng Jin laughed loudly and said, "What did you say? Louder!"

Zhao Shuangru gritted her teeth and raised her voice slightly, saying, "Ru Nu's cunt is for Young Master to fuck..."

Extremely ashamed, tears welled up in her eyes.

Cheng Jin chuckled and cupped her face. He saw a pretty face with tears streaming down her cheeks, indescribably charming and beautiful. He patted her face and laughed, "My dear Ru'er, how much do you know? Tell me and I'll put you down."

Zhao Shuangru was afraid to speak, but even more afraid to remain silent. Pressed by him, she trembled and said, "I only know this little bit... I was still young then..."

Seeing Cheng Jin's face darken, she hurriedly said, "I... I said... I heard them say they later captured Little Ling the Bitch..."

Realizing something was amiss, she abruptly stopped.

Cheng Jin shouted, "Little Ling the Bitch?"

He knew perfectly well that his aunt had also been captured by them. Since she was called "Little Ling the Bitch," it was self-evident who was "Big Ling the Bitch."

Zhao Shuangru trembled with fear and said in a trembling voice, "They... they said... I didn't say that... I..."

Cheng Jin sneered and suddenly pulled the cloth stick out of her vagina. Zhao Shuangru groaned and then cried loudly. Cheng Jin

ignored her, took out his penis, and immediately thrust it into Zhao Shuangru's already ravaged vagina. Looking down, he saw the cloth rod was already soaking wet, and sneered, "Slut!"

He grabbed Zhao Shuangru's breasts with both hands and pushed her suspended body violently, forcing her cunt to meet his penis.

After a brief moment of pleasure in Zhao Shuangru's vagina, the emptiness hadn't subsided before she was being brutally raped. Her swaying body was tightened around her wrists and ankles, and she immediately let out a series of "Ah ah" sounds, her moans and cries of pleasure mixed with painful groans.

After a while, Cheng Jin felt a heat in his glans, knowing that she had climaxed, and sneered, "You slut, you really know how to enjoy yourself!"

Zhao Shuangru was extremely ashamed, but her moans continued. After this round of brutal rape, her whole body convulsed, and she felt excruciating pain not only in her limbs but also in every part of her body. She soon fainted again. Cheng

Jin didn't want to kill her like this, so even though his penis wasn't satisfied, he pulled out first. He told Hu Zi to put her down, loosened the bindings on her hands and feet, and spread her limbs out on the bed. Cheng Jin plopped down on her breasts and slapped her repeatedly, waking her up.

Zhao Shuangru, though freed, found her limbs still aching. She moved slightly, stretching her muscles. Cheng Jin coldly looked at her, then lay back on the bed, saying, "It's your turn to serve me." He

pointed to his erect penis.

Zhao Shuangru dared not disobey. She crawled to him, spread her legs, and aligned her vulva with his penis, slowly squatting down.

Her hands and feet, bound for so long, were still numb and weak, so she could only lie on top of Cheng Jin, her buttocks moving up and down, rubbing her vulva against his penis. She was already very weak, and soon she was panting heavily.

Cheng Jin showed no mercy, and whenever she slowed down, he would raise his hand and slap her buttocks. Zhao Shuangru had no choice but to use all her strength to match his rhythm, extremely ashamed and exhausted, but dared not stop.

Tiger, who had been watching with burning lust, pounced on the bed and began raping Zhao Shuangru's anus from behind.

With Tiger's hands supporting her buttocks, Zhao Shuangru had no strength left and lay panting on Cheng Jin, letting Tiger's lewd actions cause her body to rise and fall. Her shame intensified, and she buried her head in Cheng Jin's chest.

After the two finished venting their lust on Zhao Shuangru, the beautiful woman, who had been relentlessly tortured and gang-raped all day, was foaming at the mouth and had fainted. Cheng Jin instructed Tiger to watch over her, especially to lock her in the closet when they went out, and then returned to the Zhao residence.

He had just learned that his mother had been kidnapped by Zhao Kunhua and was eager to know the details. That evening, he hosted a banquet in the small pavilion, inviting Wu Shantai, Zhao Kunhua's trusted aide.

Wu Shantai was one of the "founding fathers" of the Dragon God Gang and had followed Zhao Kunhua for nearly thirty years. Invited by his new son-in-law, he came excitedly.

As soon as the two sat down, Cheng Jin showered Wu Shantai with praise, calling him a hero and a warrior, claiming that he was second only to the gang leader in merit. He then described himself as a junior, expressing his utmost admiration for his senior. Wu Shantai chuckled, thinking to himself that this young man was quite adept at social maneuvering. In his delight, he chatted with Cheng Jin about all sorts of things, drinking and eating, praising Cheng Jin as a young hero and declaring him the one

destined to inherit Brother Kun's great cause, even considering Cheng Jin a lifelong confidant. Seeing that his plan was progressing smoothly, Cheng Jin gradually steered the conversation towards women. At the mention of women, Wu Shantai became even more animated, talking animatedly about when, where, and how he had raped a famous heroine. Cheng Jin suddenly said, "I heard that the former head of the Chunhua Sect in Wuchang, Madam Yang, was an absolute beauty..."

Mentioning Yang Xiaoling, Wu Shantai became even more excited, saying, "Brother Cheng, you're Brother Kun's son-in-law, so it's fine for us to talk. In the past thirty years, I, Old Wu, have slept with at least three or five hundred women, if not a thousand, but my luckiest moments were with three famous women, haha!"

Seeing Cheng Jin's bewildered expression, he continued, "That bitch Ling... um, that's Murong Long's wife, Yang Xiaoling. Her cunt was truly amazing. Even in her thirties and after having children, it was still so tight. Haha! A hundred or so of us, young and old, took turns raping her, and her cunt was still almost like a virgin's. Brother Cheng, you've definitely never had such a wonderful cunt, haha!"

Cheng Jin suppressed his anger, poured him wine, and said with a forced smile, "It's a pity I didn't get to do it. I wonder if that woman is still around?"

Wu Shantai shook his head and sighed, "What a pity, what a pity. It seems the gang leader gave Ling away later, I don't know if that's true, anyway, she disappeared. I couldn't ask Kun Ge if he didn't tell me. That bitch was really tough. We raped her for months on end, using all sorts of weird tricks on women, and she never showed any weakness. We gang-raped and tortured her sister and daughter in front of her, and she only cursed even more fiercely. Tsk tsk, rare indeed, I even admire her a little. That bitch is half-dead, whoever she was given to would inevitably be raped to death, what a pity!"

Cheng Jin was furious when he heard this. Wu Shantai was so happy that he didn't notice and continued, "Damn it, just thinking about that bitch makes me hard! You know, Ling was my son's first woman!"

Cheng Jin knew that his only son, Wu Shi, was a year or two younger than him and was very familiar with him. He had even been his godfather. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, his heart filled with bitterness.

Wu Shantai, spitting as he spoke, said, "Damn it, that kid's little dick was barely pubic hair back then. I only invited him to try Ling the Bitch because I thought her 'unparalleled treasure' was too good to pass up. Who knew that the moment he saw Ling the Bitch, his face turned as red as Guan Yu's? Ling the Bitch was clearly naked and tied up on the stage, her legs wide open, revealing her cunt... Damn it, her thighs were so long and white, so beautiful... That kid's little dick was clearly rock hard, but he didn't dare touch her."

"I was the one pointing and telling him that this was a woman's cunt, meant for men to fuck. I even helped him pry open Ling the Bitch's hole and put his little dick inside... Damn it, have you ever heard of teaching your son to fuck a woman like that? Haha!... Although that kid was finished in no time, he was the only man in our gang who could make Ling the Bitch scream, haha!"

"Ling, that bitch, was already so weak from being raped that she couldn't move, but as soon as she saw that kid's penis, she actually started to wiggle. I pointed to her cunt and taught my son how to insert my finger into her cunt, telling him that's how to insert it, and she actually moaned. Haha! That bitch's ass can actually wiggle, hehe... she gripped my finger tightly, so good!"

"As soon as the little penis went into Ling's cunt, she actually cried out 'Ah!' and her head kept shaking back and forth. You don't know that when that bitch was being raped by us in turns, she was raped until she passed out without uttering a sound, she could only curse but not moan. That kid actually managed to teach her to moan, he's truly my son, haha!"

Cheng Jin suppressed his rage and patiently listened to his long-winded explanation, and was about to speak. Wu Shantai patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's a pity you never slept with Ling the bitch, but she's still alive and well in the gang... Hmm, Ling the bitch is Ling's sister, named Yang Xiangling... Damn it, I slept with her again yesterday, I can't believe this woman is over forty."

Cheng Jin, hearing news of his aunt, became interested and said, "Really? I've never seen her before."

Wu Shantai chuckled and said, "Ling the bitch is locked up; ordinary people can't see her unless they're Kun's confidants."

He couldn't help but feel smug, but then noticed Cheng Jin's displeasure and said apologetically, "Perhaps Kun saw you were newly married and didn't... " "Let me take you to see. Brother Kun values you so much, there will definitely be opportunities in the future... Speaking of that little bitch Ling, she's really something else. Eight years, she's never worn a single piece of clothing, and she gets raped once or twice every ten days or so, yet she still hasn't given up. Damn it, yesterday I fucked her asshole so hard my dick hurt a bit, and that bitch actually endured it without making a sound. But then again, her asshole isn't as fun as her pussy. Although it's a little less than her sister's, it's still one in a million."

Cheng Jin suddenly remembered that he had invited someone tonight to brag about how he had raped his mother and aunt, and he couldn't help but laugh and cry. Thinking of her sister, she asked, "I heard that woman has a daughter..."

Wu Shantai chimed in, "Yes, yes, that girl is so pretty and delicate, with fair skin and a rosy glow. She's really cute, I think she might even be a little prettier than her mother. This girl is quite the 'treasure,' hehe! I've slept with all three of Ling the bitch's 'treasures,' including her sister and daughter. I wonder what kind of bitch Ling's mother was, to be able to give birth to such a woman, haha!"

Cheng Jin felt a surge of resentment when she heard her bring up her grandmother again. Without showing any emotion, he asked, "So what about that girl now?"

Wu Shantai scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "I don't know. I've only been with that girl two or three times. She cried nonstop while I was raping her, but she wasn't as tough as her mother. She probably became obedient soon, because Brother Kun rarely let us gang rape her anymore. He only used her a few times to intimidate Ling the bitch, and then I haven't heard from her since. Either Brother Kun is hiding her, or he gave her away, or she's dead. Who knows? Brother Kun doesn't say anything, and who dares to ask him? But you should try the taste of a famous 'treasure'." "You still have a chance with that little bitch Ling, even though she's a bit old, her charm is no less than a young girl's... haha!"

Cheng Jin said with a bitter smile, "Yes, yes. It's a pity that little bitch Ling... um, she's gone. You're exaggerating so much, I'm only half convinced."

Wu Shantai laughed, "Absolutely true! Let me tell you more, that little bitch Ling's cunt was truly top-notch!

Back then, Old Zhang, who guarded the Zhao family's gate, I think he was at least seventy-five, if not eighty, when he heard everyone in the gang bragging about how amazing that cunt was, he rushed over. At that time, I..." They had just taken turns raping Ling the bitch, raping her half to death, leaving her unable to even scream. But when Brother Kun saw this old man arrive, he probably wanted to humiliate Ling the bitch again…

Hmm, Brother Kun had suffered greatly at Ling the bitch's hands before, and he used every method imaginable to deal with her. I was terrified watching it, but Ling the bitch actually endured it. Tsk tsk, truly remarkable… Brother Kun then brought Ling the bitch out for Old Man Zhang to have his way with.

Hehe, I was right there at the time, and when Old Man Zhang saw Ling the bitch's naked buttocks, his tongue… He licked his lips, looking like he hadn't seen a woman in three lifetimes—how ridiculous! He undressed incredibly fast, muttering that his penis hadn't been hard for fifteen years, but at that moment, his old cock really was hard.

He pounced on Ling the bitch, his dirty hands immediately grabbing her breasts… Ling the bitch's breasts were truly large, white and firm, a rare sight indeed, tsk tsk… His fingers even dug into Ling the bitch's vagina; who knew he had some skill with women.

"When that bitch Ling was carried out, she was half-conscious, but after Old Zhang played with her, she woke up. I saw her eyes were wide open, she wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound, and she wanted to move but had no strength. The hairs on her body stood on end, and goosebumps the size of soybeans covered her skin. I'm not lying to you, I was standing right there and saw it all clearly. I've only ever seen her this scared before, and this time she seemed even more afraid than when we were sharing rice, hehe! Our Brother Kun was laughing his head off. As soon as Old Zhang's old cock entered her cunt, her body trembled uncontrollably, and we..." At first, no one knew what was going on, but after a while, Old Zhang suddenly collapsed to the ground, dead. Ling's cunt was overflowing with semen, so much so that it soaked a large area of the ground. "Hehe, Old Zhang released all fifteen years' worth of fluids at once. Have you ever seen what it's like to die from exhaustion? I have! Haha…"

Sixteen, Quick-witted Hunting for Beauty:

Cheng Jin hadn't expected his mother's torment to be far beyond his imagination. His teeth clenched so tightly they cracked, and his hand suddenly slammed heavily on the table, shattering the wine glass in his hand into pieces.

Wu Shantai asked in astonishment, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Jin quickly covered up, saying, "I… I couldn't help myself. That Ling… cough cough, was it really that pleasurable? I really regret being born so late…"

Blood streamed from his palm, but Cheng Jin thought a minor injury was nothing, and didn't care. Although he had gathered some information, he felt even more distressed.

Seeing that Cheng Jin was alright after bandaging his wound, Wu Shantai began talking about how he had humiliated Yang Xiaoling years ago. Cheng Jin wanted to refuse but couldn't, so he could only keep urging Wu Shantai to drink, hoping that Wu Shantai would get drunk soon so that things would end well.

Unfortunately, Wu Shantai had a high alcohol tolerance, and as the alcohol took effect, his face turned red, and he became more talkative. He patted Cheng Jin on the shoulder and said, "I've really never seen such a tough woman... uh... that time Brother Kun spread Ling's legs and hung her upside down, filling her cunt and anus with salt water until it overflowed. Sigh, Ling's cunt was already bleeding from being fucked, and now she's really suffering. Brother Kun didn't show her any mercy... Then we dragged Little Ling and that little girl to her, and a dozen of us went at her together.

Hehe, Little Ling's cunt had two dicks inserted into it, and her anus also..." One rule was to keep quiet...

Uh... I was pounding her pussy with Ah Mao right next to me, damn it, several men pressed tightly together, it was hard to get deep... Although it wasn't as satisfying as fucking her myself, a dozen of us still came at least once every hour, haha... Uh... The little girl started crying loudly, then her mouth was stuffed with dicks, and she was making 'woo-woo' noises, it sounded so nice. That idiot Xiao Liu also wanted Ling the bitch to give him a blowjob, haha! He got bitten and became a eunuch."

"That bitch Ling kept cursing, and Brother Kun didn't even gag her, just let her curse until her throat was hoarse... Uh... Sigh, what's the point? Ling's voice is actually quite nice, but she just won't let out a few moans, all she does is curse. I went to fuck that little girl's pussy again... Uh... I think her name is Yan something, Ling called her Yan'er. Ling's ass was filled with salt water, and after a while she pooped, hahaha! It sprayed straight up to the sky, so high! Hehe, so much fun... We later let Ling down, and the three women raped each other, from noon to night. Some of them couldn't take it anymore, so we replaced them with another group. I had such a great pussy to fuck, I didn't want to stop... Uh... I slept for a whole day the next day! Hehe, such a good woman, even if it means sacrificing a few years of my life, I'd still go all out, Brother Cheng, don't you think?"

Cheng Jin's face was ashen, and he forced a smile, "Of course, of course, I would have done it too."

He cursed himself for being shameless. Seeing that Wu Shantai was already drunk and dazed, still muttering, "That's right, I have to do it. I went to fuck that bitch Ling again, then I went to fuck her sister, then... uh... I kept fucking... fucking... fucking..."

he mumbled incessantly before finally falling into a deep sleep.

Cheng Jin thought that if this was the case, his mother was almost certainly dead, his sister's fate was unknown, but his aunt was still suffering in the hands of that old scoundrel Zhao. So every day, he would go to Zhao Kunhua's side whenever he had nothing to do, hoping that he would let slip some information. But Zhao Shuangru had only been missing for a short time, and the Dragon God Gang had been searching for her every day without any success. Zhao Kunhua was always with his gang members and never mentioned women. Occasionally, the two of them would be alone, but Cheng Jin didn't see Zhao Kunhua express anything. He couldn't show any impatience in front of him, and he was afraid of arousing his suspicion. He had no good opportunity, but dared not ask. He was burning with anxiety, but Shuangru and Shuangling were suffering.

Zhao Shuangling noticed that her husband, who had become slightly gentler, had recently become violent again. It seemed that the more she suffered, the happier he was. Every time they made love, he would twist her body until it was covered in bruises. He would often insert strange objects into her two vaginal openings while he was violating one, and then insert one or two objects of various shapes and sizes into the other, causing her excruciating pain. Even Yun'er, who was nearby, suffered along with him.

Zhao Shuangru suffered even worse. Cheng Jin didn't bother with any semblance of restraint towards her, relentlessly abusing her. He also obtained a batch of strange objects from somewhere and used all sorts of terrible methods on her. Zhao Shuangru could only cry out in agony, but she had no choice but to endure it all with tears in her eyes. Cheng Jin even said that her screams were the most beautiful thing to hear.

Once, Cheng Jin practiced the methods Zhao Kunhua used on his mother, hanging Zhao Shuangru upside down and pouring salt water into her two orifices. He then forced her to suck his penis while he shoved it down her throat, nearly choking the already half-dead Zhao Shuangru to death.

One day, Cheng Jin, bored out of his mind, decided to go to the old house to play with Zhao Shuangru again. As soon as he stepped into Donglin, he noticed someone following him. Turning around, he saw a woman in red carrying a long sword, hurrying along, walking not far behind him. The woman was around twenty years old, with beautiful features, a round nose, and a small, cherry-like mouth that seemed about to open but wasn't quite there, captivating the heart. Her phoenix eyes glanced at Cheng Jin, then looked away, exuding an indescribable charm.

Cheng Jin was greatly surprised. Donglin was not a major thoroughfare, with very few pedestrians, and with thieves lurking nearby, women were even rarer. A stunningly beautiful woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Seeing the long sword she carried, she must be skilled in martial arts. Was she friend or foe?

The woman was breathtakingly beautiful, and Cheng Jin suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his lower abdomen, his heart pounding. However, not knowing her background, he feared complications that might jeopardize his revenge. He gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing a surge of lust.

Just as he hesitated, the woman in red approached him, a faint, sweet fragrance wafting over him. Cheng Jin's heart stirred, and he moved closer, about to strike up a conversation…

Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, and the woman in red abruptly drew her long sword, slashing at Cheng Jin with lightning speed. Caught off guard, Cheng Jin dodged to the side in shock, a sharp pain shooting through his right arm as the sword sliced off a piece of flesh. Even with Cheng Jin's lightning-fast movements, managing to dodge vitals, his right arm was already bleeding profusely and he couldn't muster any strength.

Cheng Jin exclaimed, "Miss... what are you doing!" He

hastily used his left hand to wield the sword, enduring the excruciating pain, and barely managed to fight back.

However, his left-handed swordsmanship was not proficient, and his right arm was in too much pain to help. To make matters worse, the woman in red was a highly skilled swordsman, her swordsmanship swift and fierce, pressing forward relentlessly. Cheng Jin was flustered and his defeat was already apparent.

After barely managing to resist for twenty or thirty moves, Cheng Jin suddenly realized that the woman's swordsmanship looked familiar. A chill ran through him, and he cried out, "You... you're that masked man!"

The woman in red sneered, "You treacherous villain, you have good eyesight!"

The masked man from that night had stabbed him seven or eight times with his swift sword, using the exact same moves as this woman in red. Cheng Jin's heart sank; he knew that if he couldn't defeat her, his life would be in danger. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on.

The woman in red had gained the upper hand, and Cheng Jin was gradually losing ground and retreating step by step. Suddenly, he cried out and fell to the ground, rolling around. The woman in red was startled, not understanding what he was up to, and stopped her sword to watch. She saw Cheng Jin's longsword lying at his feet, he was groaning repeatedly, his face contorted in pain, clutching his chest and rolling around on the ground, looking utterly pathetic, clearly enduring immense suffering.

Seeing that he was powerless to resist, the woman in red pointed her longsword at him and approached step by step, sneering, "You've finally met your match!"

She thought it was perfect timing since he was having an attack, saving her a lot of trouble. With a slight flick of her wrist, she was about to kill this frivolous and impudent Dragon God Gang traitor with her sword.

Suddenly, she heard Cheng Jin hiss and say, "I don't want to die at the hands of a nobody. What is your name, young lady?"

The woman in red coldly replied, "My name is Fang Yirong. Go and complain to the King of Hell!" She

took a step closer, stood in front of him, smiled slightly, and thrust her sword down towards Cheng Jin's chest.

With a sharp "clang," Fang Yirong felt her longsword being pulled by a sudden force. Losing her grip, it swung away, and a sharp pain shot through her left knee, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. Just as she tried to rise, a weight pressed down on her waist, pinning her beneath him.

Facing the ground, unaware of what was happening above, Fang Yirong frantically swung her sword backward. But before her arm could fully extend, her wrist was gripped tightly and squeezed. In excruciating pain, the sword slipped from her grasp, and her arm was twisted behind her back. She heard Cheng Jin laughing loudly.

It turned out that Cheng Jin, seeing he was outmatched, had feigned injury. Although he was rolling around on the ground, appearing disheveled, his left hand had remained within three inches of his longsword, ready to leap up and fight again at any moment. Taking advantage of the moment Fang Yirong's sword was about to strike, he used all his strength to sweep his own sword upward. Surprisingly, when the two swords clashed, Fang Yirong managed to keep her sword in her hand, much to his surprise. As for the subsequent kick and leaping attack, it was a carefully planned follow-up move, and sure enough, it succeeded.

Cheng Jin, gloating over his successful scheme, twisted Fang Yirong's hands behind her back. Fang Yirong struggled fiercely, displaying considerable strength. Although Cheng Jin was injured, his life was at stake, and fearing he would be in danger if she escaped, he used all his strength to hold her down. He was stronger than the woman, and being on top of her gave him a significant advantage. He finally managed to grab her hands tightly, pinning them under his feet, and broke her belt, binding her behind her back. Fang Yirong

cursed loudly, but Cheng Jin, used to such insults, was unfazed. Seeing that Fang Yirong couldn't break free, he bandaged his own arm wound, turned her around, and slapped her across the face several times, retorting, "You filthy bitch, you want to kill me? Dream on! I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Fang Yirong's cheeks were red from the slaps, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, but her phoenix eyes glared coldly at Cheng Jin, as if spitting fire. Cheng Jin let out a triumphant laugh, ignoring Fang Yirong's continued struggles and kicks, and hoisted her onto his shoulder, heading towards the old house.

The old house was empty; presumably, Hu Zi had gone to buy supplies. Opening the cabinet, he saw Zhao Shuangru, naked and tightly bound, fast asleep. Knowing nothing had happened, he was relieved. He immediately woke Zhao Shuangru and dragged her out.

Fang Yirong threw her to the ground and noticed several iron bars and chains strung across the room, their purpose unknown. She then saw Zhao Shuangru, naked and bound, being dragged out; her snow-white flesh was covered in bruises and red marks, suggesting she too had been abducted by this lecherous thief. Suddenly, she noticed some newly grown pubic hair roots near Zhao Shuangru's sparse pubic hair. Fang Yirong's face flushed crimson, and she turned her head away.

Cheng Jin released Zhao Shuangru from her bonds. Zhao Shuangru immediately curled up in a ball, hugging her knees, and timidly looked at Fang Yirong in the corner. Cheng Jin laughed and said, "Ru Nu, you've got a new partner."

He grabbed Fang Yirong's hair and said, "Is this Miss Fang Yirong? This is Ru Nu, who specializes in being taken advantage of. From now on, you'll be called Rong Nu, okay?"

Fang Yirong was both shocked and angry, and cursed, "You...you're dreaming! If you have the guts, just kill me already, you dog!"

Thinking of her momentary carelessness and falling into the hands of this lecherous thief, she almost burst into tears. She refused to admit defeat in front of Cheng Jin, and tried to hold back her tears, but her eyes were already red.

It turned out that she and A Qi had been taken advantage of twice when they went to the Zhao residence, and they knew that forcing their way in wouldn't work. So they simply dropped their disguise and scoured the area every few days, waiting for an opportunity. Fang Yirong saw Cheng Jin go out alone that day, and without calling her companions, she followed him alone, thinking that even if she was no match for him, she could escape with her light-footed skills. However, although she successfully ambushed him, she fell into a trap and was captured.

Cheng Jin laughed, "Rongnu, you're quite stubborn!" He

lifted Fang Yirong up and put the straps binding her hands behind her back onto a hook hanging down in the room, making her face down with her legs dangling, her body bent at a right angle. Since capturing Zhao Shuangru, he had brought in many things, turning this place into a torture chamber, with all kinds of tools and facilities readily available.

Fang Yirong cursed incessantly, thinking about how this lecherous thief would humiliate her, feeling both ashamed and anxious, her cheeks flushed pink.

Seventeen, A Fallen Heroine Cheng Jin

clapped his hands, laughed "Haha," grabbed Fang Yirong's head, and looked at her upturned pretty face with a smile, saying, "Where's Qinu? Where is she?"

With a "Pah!", a mouthful of phlegm shot straight at Cheng Jin's face. Cheng Jin was too close and couldn't dodge in time, hitting her squarely on the bridge of her nose. Cheng

Jin wasn't angry, chuckling, "You're so hot-tempered!"

He gently stroked Fang Yirong's pink face.

Fang Yirong shook her head to avoid him, cursing, "You dog, let me go! You lecher!"

Cheng Jin laughed, "Having caught such a beautiful girl, do you think a lecher would let you go?"

He reached for her breasts, gently kneading them, "I wasn't planning on catching you, you just had to come and provoke me...hehe!"

Fang Yirong was extremely disgusted, struggling violently, her body swaying back and forth, constantly cursing "traitor, lecher!" Cheng Jin laughed, "You look even prettier when you're angry, haha!"

He squeezed hard with both hands, suddenly using his tiger claw technique to tear two wads of cloth from Fang Yirong's chest, revealing a pair of large, snow-white breasts.

Fang Yirong cried out "Ah!" and struggled even more fiercely, her pink face turning bright red. She felt a pair of cold, lewd hands ravaging her pure, flawless breasts. She gritted her teeth, unable to utter a single curse.

Cheng Jin laughed, "These breasts aren't small! Ru Nu, you compare!"

His hands continued to knead Fang Yirong's breasts.

Zhao Shuangru responded softly, crawling to Fang Yirong's side, thrusting her chest forward, and bringing her breasts close to Fang Yirong's. Two streams of clear liquid slowly flowed from her eyes.

Cheng Jin grabbed one woman's breast in each hand, squeezed them hard, then pressed the two breasts together, laughing, "About the same size. But Ru Nu's breasts aren't as firm as Rong Nu's, haha!"

Seeing Fang Yirong's cherry lips tightly closed, tears streaming down her face, he laughed again.

Cheng Jin grabbed Fang Yirong's head again, smiling as he looked at her face. His other hand continued to grope her chest, and he sneered, "How about it? Not bad being my Rong slave, huh?"

Fang Yirong stared at him hatefully, her teeth grinding together. Suddenly, she said, "You've defiled this girl! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" Cheng

Jin laughed, "Is that so? Ru Nu, it seems she's not quite satisfied yet. Lick her breasts. Haha! This bitch's breasts are so perky, she must be a virgin."

Zhao Shuangru had no choice but to kneel down under Fang Yirong, her tongue touching her nipple.

Fang Yirong felt something warm and wet circling her nipple, her body went weak, and a strange sensation coursed through her. Her pretty face flushed red, and she cried out, "You dog! Kill this girl with one stroke! You... ah..." Suddenly,

she heard a soft hiss, felt a chill between her legs, and couldn't help but cry out. Cheng Jin then used his old trick again, tearing off a large piece of cloth from between her legs.

Fang Yirong was shocked and kicked backward. Cheng Jin laughed, "I haven't even thought about having sex with you yet, and you're already spreading your legs for me?"

He grabbed her flying leg and pulled it to the iron bars on the ground, binding it. Fang Yirong struggled fiercely, but how could she possibly defeat Cheng Jin? In an instant, her legs were spread wide and bound to the iron bars on both sides. Fang Yirong felt a void in her heart, a wave of despair washing over her, and tears streamed down her face.

Cheng Jin chuckled, pulled up a chair and sat down beside her, grabbing her breast with one hand and calling out, "Ru Nu, come here!"

Zhao Shuangru released Fang Yirong's nipple and crawled to Cheng Jin's feet. Fang Yirong breathed a sigh of relief, her body relaxing slightly. Looking down, she saw Zhao Shuangru unzipping Cheng Jin's pants, kneeling between his legs, and actually taking his penis into her mouth. Fang Yirong's face flushed red, and she turned her head away, unable to look him in the eye. Suddenly, she felt Cheng Jin's hand touch her crotch and screamed, "No!"

Cheng Jin ignored her, one hand on Fang Yirong's right breast, his index finger circling the nipple, while his other hand caressed her mons pubis, gently scratching her pubic hair, his little finger lightly rubbing against her labia.

Fang Yirong trembled, overwhelmed with shame, feeling weak in her limbs, yet a sweet sensation involuntarily spread throughout her body. She moaned softly, "You lecherous thief! Kill me... kill me..."

Cheng Jin laughed, "How could I bear to kill my Rongnu? Is it good? If it is, scream! Ru Nu, you tell her, what is Ru Nu?"

He lifted Zhao Shuangru's head, his wet, erect penis already pointing skyward.

Zhao Shuangru's face flushed red, and she lowered her head, silent. Cheng Jin shouted, "Speak!"

Zhao Shuangru trembled and whispered, "Ru Nu is specially for inserting holes for the young master..."

Before she could finish, she collapsed to the ground and cried.

Fang Yirong also felt a pang of sadness and sobbed softly.

While Cheng Jin was playing with Fang Yirong, he said, "Get up! Try it yourself, let Rongnu see."

Zhao Shuangru glanced at Cheng Jin with a mournful look, slowly moved her body, lay down under Fang Yirong, spread her legs wide, and tearfully inserted her left middle finger into her vagina, gently moving it in and out, tears streaming down her face. After a while, she cleared her throat and sobbed, "Please let Sister Rong see Ru Nu insert her finger into her cunt..."

Fang Yirong turned her head away, not daring to look at her lewd appearance, but her crying grew louder. A few words were mixed in with her sobs: "No...no!" Suddenly, she felt a pain in her lower body; Cheng Jin's finger had already invaded her virgin territory.

Another surge of pleasure washed over her, and Fang Yirong trembled, crying out, "I don't want to! You lecherous scoundrel, just kill me!"

Cheng Jin lightly poked her a few times with his fingers, laughing, "Still saying no? You're already wet! Feeling good, aren't you? Look how much Ru Nu enjoys it herself. Being my Rong Nu isn't bad

, is it?" Fang Yirong couldn't control the changes in her body, and he was further humiliating her. She said in a deep voice, "You dog, you can defile my body, but you can forget about me being as cheap as her!"

She gritted her teeth and endured wave after wave of pleasure.

Seeing her stubbornness, Cheng Jin couldn't do anything about it for the time being. He stood up, lightly poked Fang Yirong's nipples with his penis, laughed, and stood behind her, saying, "Then I'll enjoy your little cunt!"

Fang Yirong knew her time was up and struggled fiercely. Just then, the door creaked open outside, and Fang Yirong screamed, "Help! Help!" Cheng

Jin, who was about to enter, was startled by this. But then he heard hurried footsteps approaching from outside. Recognizing it as Tiger's footsteps, he chuckled, not bothering to stop Fang Yirong's shouts. He gently rubbed his penis against her vulva before calling out, "Come in, Tiger!"

Tiger poked his head in and entered.

Upon hearing that the newcomer was this lecherous accomplice, Fang Yirong was filled with despair. Suddenly, she felt something warm and wet touching her vulva, and she was startled again, struggling once more. Cheng Jin didn't rush to insert himself, rubbing his penis against her lower body while his hands squeezed her breasts. Tiger,

upon seeing Fang Yirong, opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a sound for a long time. After a while, he asked, "Where did you find such a pretty girl?"

Cheng Jin smiled and said, "She's the one who stabbed me last time. She even tried to kill me today!

Hehe!" Hu Zi touched her face and praised, "She's really pretty, even prettier than Ru Nu!"

Seeing Zhao Shuangru still lying on the ground masturbating, he kicked her and asked, "Isn't that right?"

Zhao Shuangru had always been proud of her beauty. Although she saw Fang Yirong's stunning looks and was confident that she wouldn't lose to her, she was now filled with shame and had no desire to compete. In her heart, she only wished that she were as ugly as Wu Yan. She replied, "Yes." She

thought to herself that she was already a withered flower and a fallen willow, not as bright and beautiful as Fang Yirong. But she was afraid that Fang Yirong would soon become "Rong Nu," and sooner or later she would be no different from herself.

Cheng Jin laughed, "This chick is really nice, her breasts are quite perky, feel them."

Hu Zi chuckled, grabbing Fang Yirong's breasts and squeezing them hard, saying, "Not bad, not bad, Ru Nu's aren't this perky!"

Fang Yirong was even more ashamed to hear them commenting on her body, struggling violently and cursing, "You dog! Let me go!"

Cheng Jin laughed, "

Save your energy, Rong Nu! My thing is about to go into your little hole!" He thrust

his lower body slightly, his penis opening the narrow opening and entering a little.

Fang Yirong cried out, knowing that struggling was useless, but unwilling to lose her virginity so easily, she used all her strength to violently shake her buttocks. Cheng Jin didn't expect her to react so strongly, and his penis almost fell out. Cheng Jin

sneered, grabbing Fang Yirong's buttocks with both hands, thrusting his lower body in, penetrating a little deeper. She felt her tight, slightly damp vagina trembling incessantly. He laughed, "Twist harder! That's right, that's how you serve the young master! So good, so good! Hehe!"

Fang Yirong's vagina throbbed with pain, as if it were about to split open. Hearing him say this, she was even more ashamed, and her struggling movements slowly slowed down. She cursed, "You dog thief, I... I will haunt you even as a ghost... Waaah..."

Hu Zi laughed, "This little girl is quite strong, hehe! Not bad, not bad."

He tightly grasped Fang Yirong's breasts with both hands and bent down to lick her nipples, "Tsk tsk, I like these breasts more and more, they're so beautiful..."

But Fang Yirong no longer felt anything from the playing with her breasts. All her nerves felt was a hot iron rod tearing open her vagina. Her pure and innocent body had been defiled by this lecherous thief. She was filled with sorrow and shame, crying and cursing incessantly.

Cheng Jin felt her body trembling uncontrollably. He felt incredibly aroused even with only a small portion of his penis inside. Intending to slowly humiliate her, he paused for a while before saying, "Rongnu, your little cunt is about to burst from my grip! What are you cursing for?

You always say the same two things, nothing new. Save your energy for a few moans to give me some pleasure. Haha! Listen up, one…two…three!" With a full thrust, he heard Fang Yirong scream as his penis slid in completely.

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