[Urban] Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 13-15

Chapter 4 The Arrogant Dragon Arrogant in the Snow Long

Zhen arrived at Fu Xue's room, where Xiao Hong was already waiting. Fu Xue lay motionless on the bed.

"What happened?"

Long Zhen asked in shock. Xiao Hong remained silent.

Long Zhen walked to the bedside and shook Fu Xue's arm vigorously, shouting, "Hey, wake up! What happened?!"

"Sir, please don't shake her."

Xiao Hong's voice behind him was unusually calm.

"Xiao Hong, what happened? Did someone come in just now?"

"No one came in."

Xiao Hong lowered her head and whispered, "Sir, Miss Fu is fine. I drugged her."

"What?"

Long Zhen could hardly believe his ears. "Why did you do this?"

"Sir, Xiao Hong wanted to keep her here. Xiao Hong knows the place Miss Yue'er holds in your heart, but Miss Yue'er is gone. Now you've finally met someone who looks exactly like her, you can't give up this opportunity."

"But Fu Xue isn't Yue'er. Besides, do you really think you can keep her by doing this?"

Long Zhen questioned.

"Sir, since Miss Yue'er left, you haven't touched any other girls. Xiao Hong doesn't want to see you like this. Miss Fu is currently unconscious, you can..."

"Shut up!"

Long Zhen was almost bursting with rage. "Xiao Hong, how could you do this!"

"No matter what Xiao Hong does, it's all for you. Only by taking her body first can you possibly keep her."

After saying that, Xiao Hong turned and walked towards the door. There

was a click from outside the door as Xiao Hong locked it.

"Xiao Hong, what are you doing?"

Long Zhen shouted.

"Sir, I drugged your drink beforehand. Don't blame Xiao Hong, even if you kill me tomorrow because of this, I will never regret it!" Long Zhen's heart sank. He had already felt a fever and restlessness in his body, but he never expected it was Xiao Hong's doing. He glanced at the beautiful Fu Xue lying on the bed, and a

surge of desire welled up within him.

"What am I going to do?" Long Zhen, furious, rushed to the door and pounded on it, yelling, "Open the door!"

From outside came Xiao Hong's sobs. "Sir, don't suppress yourself. All the phone lines in this room are cut off. As long as I can help you keep Miss Fu here, I'll die willingly."

"Xiao Hong, why are you doing this? I know you're doing it for my own good. Open the door, I won't blame you!"

The sound of footsteps receding into the distance echoed from outside. The aphrodisiac Xiao Hong had given him was potent; Long Zhen was practically burning with lust. If it weren't Fu Xue lying in bed but some other girl, he probably would have lost control long ago. But now, in Long Zhen's mind, Fu Xue had become the embodiment of Yue'er. A man like him, the more he loved a woman, the more reverent he felt, preferring to hurt himself rather than harm her.

The drug Xiao Hong had given Fu Xue was also special; it put the recipient in a semi-dormant state, fully aware of everything, yet unable to fully awaken from this half-asleep, half-awake state. Fu Xue had overheard Xiao Hong and Long Zhen's conversation clearly. Filled with anxiety and fear, she desperately wanted to scream for help, but no sound came out.

Lying on the bed, Fu Xue's figure was graceful; her tight jeans and black t-shirt perfectly accentuated her sexy curves. Her angelic face and snow-white skin were enough to arouse any man's desire. Long Zhen felt his lust burning ever brighter, and his limbs began to move uncontrollably.

His trembling right hand grabbed Fu Xue's trouser leg. Driven by the aphrodisiac, Long Zhen hallucinated; he felt like a hungry wolf with its claws outstretched, and the young woman on the bed was like a lamb to the slaughter, facing two choices: death or tearing the beautiful lamb apart and devouring it.

"Long Zhen, you forced yourself on me! I will never forgive you!"

A familiar female voice flashed through Long Zhen's mind.

"No, Yue'er, I just couldn't control myself. You know how much I love you!"

"How could you do this? Isn't the premise of loving someone respecting her?"

...

"No! Yue'er! Get out of the way!"

Blood, bright red blood, splattered beneath Fu Xue before Long Zhen's eyes, flowing all over the floor.

"No! Ahhh..."

Long Zhen, as if possessed, clutched his head and rolled around on the floor in agony.

Fu Xue remained lying quietly on the bed, like a beautiful statue, her eyes closed, but her brow trembling slightly.

Early in the morning, Xiao Hong came to Fu Xue's bedroom door and gently knocked. There was no response. She hesitated for a moment, then finally opened the door with her key. The scene inside truly shocked Xiao Hong.

A haggard-looking Long Zhen lay unconscious on the carpet, while Fu Xue, who appeared to have just woken up, silently knelt beside him. Seeing Xiao Hong walk in, Fu Xue looked up and said coldly, "You almost killed him! I never thought you'd use such despicable methods!"

"You mean... he didn't?" Xiao Hong 's face turned deathly pale

. She knew the damage that unsatisfied desires caused by a man's potent aphrodisiacs.

"No." Fu Xue shook her head expressionlessly and

said, "Take him to the hospital quickly." **********

... "That's how it is." Long Zhan plopped down on the leather sofa. "That kid Long Zhen is in the hospital!" Looking at Long Zhan's arrogant and frivolous attitude, Uncle Hua frowned, picked up his teacup, and said dismissively, "He's really hopeless. He loses his composure at the slightest thing. Do you know why he's in the hospital?" "Well, my brothers are investigating," Long Zhan said awkwardly. "How can we know the reason so quickly after he's just been hospitalized? Anyway, this is a good opportunity for us to make our move." He then made a snapping gesture. "Don't be careless," Uncle Hua said, taking a sip of tea. "Long Zhen's men aren't easy to deal with. Besides, he's one of Tianyu's Four Great Generals. What if the boss blames us if we rashly attack him?" "Then what do you suggest?" Long Zhan said impatiently. "Sigh..." Uncle Hua sighed and said, "If it weren't for Long Zhen's rebellious behavior, and because of my past relationship with your father, I wouldn't have bothered helping you. You two brothers were born of the same father, how come you're so useless?" "Uncle Hua, you can't say that. Is Long Zhen really so capable? If he were, would he have handed over the family business to someone else?" Long Zhan retorted, unconvinced. "I'm just a bit impatient, decisive, and have a clear sense of right and wrong. In what way am I inferior to that rebellious one?"

Uncle Hua chuckled and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, alright, it's good that you know your problem. I'll call the boss right away."

"You mean..."

Long Zhan's face revealed a sly smile, "Brilliant! That way we can rightfully punish him."

Long Zhan crossed his legs, listening contentedly as Uncle Hua subtly slandered Long Zhen on the phone with Qian Gang, implying that he was infatuated with women and neglected his duties, and also suggesting that Long Zhan could be his successor, etc. Long Zhan was utterly impressed by Uncle Hua's eloquence.

"How did it go?"

Long Zhan asked impatiently as soon as Uncle Hua hung up the phone.

"There's progress. Mr. Qian just called Long Zhen to urge him about the product packaging,"

Uncle Hua said with a smile. "Mr. Qian already had some suspicions about Long Zhen, and Long Zhen isn't good at defending himself, so there's always been a rift between them. This time, my meddling has only intensified his suspicions. The boss authorized me to be flexible and not delay the packaging of this batch of goods, which will make it easier for us to take action." "

So what should we do next?"

Long Zhan asked.

"Start with that little girl. But be extra careful of those Hell Organization people."

"You mean the little girl who looks exactly like Yue'er?"

Long Zhan asked curiously. "My men are investigating her background."

"By the time your idiots find out, it'll be too late."

Uncle Hua said, "This little girl's name is Fu Xue, a reporter for the Longcheng Guangming Daily, and the daughter of the Longcheng Public Security Bureau Chief. I don't know why Long Zhen brought her here." "

There was a missing person notice for her in yesterday's newspaper. It seems Long Zhen forcibly kidnapped her just because she looks like Yue'er? When did my hypocritical brother become as lecherous as me? He even dares to kidnap the daughter of the Public Security Bureau Chief. He's incredibly audacious, hahaha..."

Long Zhan laughed lewdly.

Uncle Hua shook his head. "Not necessarily. Long Zhen wouldn't do such a thing, but no matter what, Fu Xue is Long Zhen's Achilles' heel!"

At noon, Fu Xue stood on the balcony, leaning on the railing, staring blankly at the clear water in the swimming pool in the yard. She deeply regretted her lack of vigilance towards Xiao Hong, having actually drunk the beverage Xiao Hong had laced with a sedative. While she was unconscious, her consciousness was unusually clear, so much so that she seemed to vividly recall the entire night Long Zhen endured in agony—his heavy breathing, his desperate howls—which terrified her countless times until the drug wore off and she fully awoke.

Fu Xue could hardly believe her eyes; this seemingly dissolute rich young master had actually managed to restrain his lust and not touch a single hair on her head. Thinking about it, Fu Xue felt a chill run down her spine. The pain of being raped that night had almost driven her to the brink of collapse; experiencing it again would have been better to die.

Several cars drove into the villa's yard in Fu Xue's sight. The car doors opened, revealing Long Zhen and several bodyguards. Xiao Hong cautiously stepped out of the last car, trying to help Long Zhen, but was thrown aside. Fu Xue sighed and shook her head. Regardless, Long Zhen's behavior last night had deeply moved her, proving he wasn't a lecherous playboy. Thinking this, Fu Xue turned and walked out onto the terrace.

"Are you... alright?"

Meeting Long Zhen at the stairwell, Fu Xue asked somewhat awkwardly.

"I'm fine!"

Long Zhen lowered his head and squeezed past Fu Xue. Xiao Hong, following behind, didn't dare look at Fu Xue, timidly trailing behind Long Zhen.

Long Zhen called Xiao Hong into his room and launched into a tirade. Even Fu Xue in the hallway could hear his roar.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Hong emerged from Long Zhen's room, her eyes red.

Long Zhen was still furious, slamming a cup against the wall. Just then, the door opened…

"What else…?"

Long Zhen turned to face the door, about to unleash his fury, but stopped abruptly. It was Fu Xue who entered.

"It's you..."

Long Zhen said weakly, sitting on the sofa. "Is something wrong?"

"I..."

Fu Xue wanted to comfort him, but didn't know what to say. After a while, she said, "Don't be angry. Xiao Hong was probably just confused for a moment."

"You don't need to defend her... You should apologize to you."

"Xiao Hong did make a mistake, but I should thank you..."

As soon as she said it, Fu Xue felt that she was right. Long Zhen's behavior last night was indeed very manly.

Long Zhen laughed self-deprecatingly. "Don't mention it again. Oh, by the way, get ready. I'll take you home tomorrow."

Fu Xue couldn't believe her ears, and a smile immediately appeared on her face. "Really?"

"Yes."

Long Zhen said quietly, "Yue'er tormented me all night yesterday. Maybe it was a mistake for me to leave you here."

"Hehe..."

Fu Xue was amused. "It's good that you understand. But you're a good person. I believe you will definitely find the girl you love in the future."

"No..."

Long Zhen said sadly but firmly, "No one can replace her in my heart."

Fu Xue was silent. She was an optimistic girl by nature, but recent events had suddenly made her very melancholic. She couldn't tell if Long Zhen's infatuation was right or wrong.

After Fu Xue left, Long Zhen collapsed wearily onto the sofa. The effects of the medication last night had been severe, and the doctor had advised him to rest for a month. However, because the shipment Qian Gang needed to package was crucial, he had to rush to the company immediately. It was precisely because of his meticulous attitude that he hadn't left any evidence for the police.

"Young Master, you should rest at home. I'll handle the shipment for you,"

Ah Lin said on the phone.

"I'll go myself. I'll leave immediately."

At noon, at the restaurant in the Huishang International Trade Building.

The restaurant on the second floor of the Huishang International Trade Building was the building's main dining area. The lobby was bustling with people. The white-collar workers in the building were squeezing in their lunch breaks, the frequency of people coming and going like a competition.

Han Yafei sat down opposite Zhai Jie with her lunchbox.

Zhai Jie hummed in response and ate his lunchbox silently.

"Ah Jie."

Han Yafei looked at Zhai Jie, who was practically wolfing down his food, and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhai Jie took a sip of tea, looked up at Han Yafei, whose face was extremely beautiful, possessing a natural and delicate charm that made one hesitant to look directly at her. However, Zhai Jie seemed to ignore her, his gaze completely natural.

"The commercial fraud case at Ike Company is finished. I might have to leave the company for a while next month."

"Hmm, where to?"

Zhai Jie asked.

"To take a long vacation, maybe for half a year."

"Oh, taking a break is good, hmm?"

Zhai Jie seemed to suddenly realize, "Why does it need to be so long?" "

It's an order from above."

Han Yafei lowered her head and kept stirring the soup in her bowl with a small spoon.

Zhai Jie paused, then held up two fingers to Han Yafei with a questioning look.

"Hmm,"

Han Yafei nodded.

A worried expression appeared on Zhai Jie's face. He looked around, hesitated, and remained silent.

"Ah Jie,"

Han Yafei looked up and said, "You've seemed unhappy lately. Is something wrong?"

"No,"

Zhai Jie said slowly, eating. "No, nothing's wrong. Be careful during your vacation."

Longyu Packaging Industry Co., Ltd., Workshop No. 1.

This workshop has introduced the most advanced packaging production line in the world, nominally for high-end packaging of various dairy products for Tianyu Group's food company. The entire workshop covers several hundred square meters, with a fully enclosed structure and no glass walls. High-lumen lights illuminate the entire production line and the smooth terrazzo floor.

The entire workshop is fully intelligent and automated, with extremely low noise and very few personnel. Only a handful of workers monitor the CNC control panels in this large workshop. Various precision robotic arms on the line efficiently perform a dazzling array of operations.

After several hours of busy work, the equipment finally started up, commencing a new round of product packaging operations.

Long Zhen stood in front of an LCD screen.

"Engineer He, is the Class A packaging material added through this inlet?"

Long Zhen asked, pointing to the process flow chart on the screen.

"Yes, this material undergoes special treatment. Products packaged with it are undetectable by instruments, ensuring safe customs clearance."

"Very good. Mix one bag of white powder into every fifty bags of milk powder. Continuous production line operation, batch shipment to the dock, understand?"

Long Zhen's voice was deep but stern.

"Yes!"

everyone responded in unison.

"Young Master,"

Ah Lin said, "at this pace, it will take about three days to get all the goods out."

"I know, so we must be extremely vigilant for the next three days. There can't be any mistakes, or we'll all be finished..."

Before Long Zhen could finish speaking, his cell phone rang.

Xiao Hong's anxious voice came through the receiver, "Sir, a group of people just broke into the house and took Miss Fu away! Please come back quickly..."

"What? Okay, okay, I'll be right back!"

Long Zhen, already somewhat weak, turned pale.

"Young Master, what happened?"

A Lin asked.

"Something happened at home, A Lin, you stay here and watch over things, A Shui is coming back with me!"

...

"Don't worry, Young Master."

A Lin murmured softly, watching Long Zhen and A Shui's departing figures, his eyes growing increasingly complicated.

Long Zhen returned home to find a mess before him: two injured bodyguards, a room smashed to pieces, and a note left for him by Long Zhan. Like many clichéd police dramas, it stated that he had to be at a certain location within half an hour, no guns allowed, and no calling the police, otherwise the female lead's life would be in danger, etc.

Long Zhen glanced out the window; it was already dusk. His physical weakness and mental exhaustion made him almost faint.

"Sir, you can't go. They clearly planned this beforehand. It's too dangerous for you to go,"

Xiao Hong said.

"Yeah, Brother Long, let me take a few brothers and bring them back!"

A Shui said.

Long Zhen didn't respond. "A Shui, give me a cigarette."

Everyone present fell silent, their eyes fixed on Long Zhen, who was frantically smoking. Five minutes later, Long Zhen stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and stood up.

Half an hour later, Long Zhen and about seven or eight people arrived at the agreed location. Several people blocked their way at the door.

"Is this Brother Zhen?"

a bald thug said sarcastically. "Brother Zhan has been waiting for you for a long time."

"A Biao, aren't we allowed in?"

Long Zhen recognized this person, A Biao, a thug who always followed Long Zhan around.

"Sorry, Brother Zhen, according to the rules, only you can go in alone. You can't carry any weapons, and you have to be searched!"

A Biao said arrogantly.

"Outrageous!"

A Shui rushed over, pulled out a pistol, and pointed it at A Biao's bald head. The two sides were on the verge of a fight.

"Ah Shui, calm down."

Long Zhen shouted at his men, pulled out his pistol and tossed it to Ah Shui, then walked towards Ah Biao with his arms outstretched.

"Hmph."

Ah Biao sneered and stepped forward to search Long Zhen. Long Zhen took the opportunity to survey his surroundings. The place looked like an abandoned factory, spacious with few trees but enough for concealment.

Ah Biao finished his search and chuckled twice. "Brother Zhen, please!"

Long Zhen stepped through the gate. Ah Shui and the others tried to follow, but Long Zhen stopped them. Long Zhen gave Ah Shui a look, and the latter understood.

Long Zhen entered the factory hall, and the door behind him creaked shut. The hall was dimly lit, and the sound of Long Zhan's unrestrained laughter echoed from not far ahead.

"Hahaha..."

Long Zhan laughed wildly, "As the saying goes, even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, but I never thought a hypocrite like you couldn't resist them either!"

Long Zhen looked up and saw Fu Xue hanging beside Long Zhan, her wrists bound by a long leather strap hanging from the beam above. She was barely touching the ground with her toes, futilely twisting her graceful body, her mouth taped shut, only able to emit muffled moans.

Chapter 5 Heavenly Sound

"Long Zhan, the feud between us brothers has nothing to do with her, release her first!"

Long Zhen said.

"Brother? Bah!"

Long Zhan said hatefully, "You don't even deserve the surname Long! I, Long Zhan, swear to heaven, your memorial tablet will never be allowed into the Long family ancestral hall after you, Long Zhen, die!"

"Okay!"

Long Zhen made a gesture of stopping the matter. "We can sit down and talk things over. Release Fu Xue. She has nothing to do with us from beginning to end, okay?"

"Hahaha..."

Long Zhan let out a strange laugh. He glanced sideways at Fu Xue, who was frowning and struggling. "This little girl is quite pretty. She looks exactly like that bitch I played with."

"What did you say!"

Long Zhen roared.

"Hahaha, you don't know yet, do you? The first man to sleep with Yue'er wasn't you, it was me! Aren't you surprised that she wasn't a virgin when you slept with her? Haha, because I was her first man..."

"You!"

Long Zhen's eyes were bloodshot. To prevent any untoward incident, several henchmen immediately came from both sides and pointed guns at his head.

"Hmm..."

Fu Xue could tell that Long Zhan was deliberately provoking Long Zhen, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He was like a lion with bloodshot eyes, glaring at Long Zhan as if he wanted to devour him whole.

"Long Zhen, you've finally met your match! Look at you, you're even worse than a dog for a woman! Do you know who told the Japanese where you were hiding?"

Long Zhan pointed to himself with his thumb.

"Bastard!"

Long Zhan's face turned pale.

"Every woman you have, I, Long Zhan, will have my fill first

. This chick is really good, but unfortunately, it's not your turn this time. After you're done, take her to the back mountain to feed the wild dogs. Hahaha..." As he spoke, Long Zhan raised the knife in his hand and held it to Fu Xue's chest.

"Ugh..."

Fu Xue's eyes were fixed on the gleaming blade, and her body trembled involuntarily.

With a hiss, Long Zhan ripped open her black t-shirt...

"Wow..."

The thugs present cheered, staring intently at Fu Xue's full breasts covered by a black bra, letting out strange cries.

Fu Xue closed her eyes tightly, tears welling up. The blade continued to slide across her snow-white chest, slowly penetrating the sexy half-naked cleavage...

"Stop!"

Long Zhen roared.

Long Zhan's hand stopped, and he stared silently at Long Zhen, his eyes filled with mockery and contempt.

"What are the conditions? Just say it!"

Long Zhen glared at his brother, who looked remarkably like him, struggling to control his emotions.

"Fine! I won't beat around the bush."

Long Zhan gestured for a leather folder. "This is an unconditional authorization to transfer all your shares in Longyu Group and all your current assets. Sign this, and get out of Hailing City! Otherwise, you'll all die here today!"

Fu Xue opened her eyes, quietly looking at Long Zhen with a look of apology.

"Well?"

Long Zhan asked. "Do I need to repeat myself?"

"I'll sign!"

Long Zhen said almost without hesitation.

Everyone present was stunned.

"Heh."

Long Zhan glanced disdainfully at his brother. "Long Zhen, you turn into a worm the moment you touch a woman! For a lover—no, a strange woman who looks like your lover—you've betrayed yourself again. What a useless piece of trash! Give him the transfer document!"

Fu Xue sadly turned her face away. She finally believed that Long Zhen had truly betrayed his family for Yue'er, not for money. This man…

Long Zhen took the authorization document, signed his name without even looking at it, and casually threw it on the ground. "Let her go!"

Long Zhan let out a maniacal laugh. With a swift movement of his knife, the leather strap on Fu Xue's head snapped off, and Fu Xue's heels thudded to the ground. However, her wrists were not released, and she was pulled into Long Zhan's embrace.

Long Zhen's expression changed drastically. "You…"

"Haha… Fool, did you think I would let a tiger return to the mountain like you?"

Long Zhan laughed triumphantly.

A burst of laughter erupted around them.

Just then, a crisp cracking sound came from behind Long Zhan. The back window of the entire hall was smashed, accompanied by several gunshots. Two of Long Zhan's henchmen fell to the ground. Then, a dark figure pounced in through the back window.

It was Ah Shui! Long Zhen's eyes lit up. Taking advantage of the chaos, he grabbed the wrist of one of the henchmen beside him and snatched the knife. The gleaming blade lightly grazed the man's neck, and blood spurted out.

Chaos erupted in the hall, and people scattered. Long Zhan, ignoring Fu Xue, leaped a few steps to retrieve the wallet that Long Zhen had just thrown on the ground.

Two or three more of Long Zhen's bodyguards climbed in through the window, but the small window was immediately blocked by gunfire. Outnumbered, Ah Shui raised his hand and shot out the only light in the hall. Both sides exchanged wild fire in the darkness.

Long Zhen crept up to the trembling Fu Xue, cut the leather straps wrapped around her wrists, and tore off the tape sealing her mouth.

"Are you alright?"

"I...I'm fine,"

Fu Xue choked out.

Long Zhen laughed, "I won't let you become the second Yue'er!"

Just then, someone rolled across the ground, and Long Zhen swung his knife at them.

"Brother Long, it's me!"

Ah Shui grabbed Long Zhen's wrist and whispered.

"Ah Shui!"

Long Zhen said, "Take Miss Fu away from here, I'll cover you!"

"Brother Long, you take her away, I'll cover you!"

"They outnumber us, stop fighting!"

Long Zhen roared.

"Alright, here's your gun..."

Ah Shui pulled a pistol from his waist and handed it to Long Zhen, then turned to Fu Xue and said, "Miss Fu, come with me!"

Fu Xue glanced at Long Zhen, and in the darkness, she only felt him nod heavily and say, "Go!"

A chaotic battle ensued. The door opened, and the last rays of dusk shone in. The gunmen, who had been confused just moments before, now knew each other's positions, so their shooting became more accurate, and the number of dead increased rapidly. Upon hearing the gunfire, Long Zhen's bodyguards waiting outside the courtyard immediately engaged Ah Biao and his men. Ah Shui, leading Fu Xue, rushed out but ended up in a pincer attack on Ah Biao's back, quickly killing the bald man and his brothers.

However, more enemies rushed out of the hall. Ah Shui, not daring to linger, retreated under the cover of his companions. By the time he got into the car and looked back, all his men were dead.

Under the cover of his brothers, Long Zhen fought his way up the hillside behind the factory, using the trees for cover as he fought his way back. Behind him came Long Zhan's howl: "Long Zhen, you can't escape this time! Die, hahaha!"

Long Zhen looked around and saw that only three of them, including himself, remained. Meanwhile, seven or eight guns, under Long Zhan's command, were flanking him from both sides. It seemed that Long Zhan was determined to kill him this time!

The gunfire grew more intense. Just as Long Zhen was in despair, an SUV sped up along the hillside path.

"Get in the car!"

a man's voice came from inside.

Long Zhen glanced at his two men and hesitated for a moment.

"Mr. Long, you get in first. We'll provide cover. We have no other choice."

"Okay!"

Long Zhen got up, opened the car door, and climbed in. The SUV sped away, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Wait, I still have two brothers who haven't gotten in!"

Long Zhen urged the driver. Only then did he notice that the driver was a young man in his thirties with a black veil covering his mouth.

"It's too late. Long Zhan has no grudge against them and won't cause them any trouble,"

the driver said calmly.

After Long Zhen left, the two bodyguards threw down their pistols and raised their hands.

"Damn it! He got away again!"

Long Zhan, who had walked over, kicked one of the bodyguards hard in the stomach and cursed angrily.

At eight o'clock in the evening, in Wen Yu and Chen Kai's apartment.

Chen Kai opened the door. The room was dark, but he could already sense Wen Yu's presence.

"You're back early! Did it go smoothly?"

Chen Kai turned on the light and saw his partner sitting on the sofa, eyes closed in thought, as usual.

"Wang Jianghua hasn't made a move. Is Long Zhen safe?"

Wen Yu opened his eyes.

"Take it off. That kid's in a very bad situation right now. It seems like everyone's targeting him."

Chen Kai poured himself a cup of coffee and swirled it at Wen Yu. "Want some?"

Wen Yu shook his head. "There's been no movement from the packaging factory that Zhai Jie is in charge of."

"Is there no movement, or are they making noise but not telling us?"

"Why do you say that?"

Wen Yu asked.

"Don't you think Zhai Jie has been preoccupied lately? And his cooperation with us isn't as smooth as before?"

"I've been thinking about that too."

Wen Yu simply stood up and walked to the window, pulling back the curtains as if he were admiring the night view of Hailing.

"By the way, Wen Yu, the girl you saw being kidnapped by Long Zhen's brother when we were following him today is an old acquaintance of yours."

Chen Kai took a sip of coffee and said.

"Hmm?"

Wen Yu turned around and asked, "Who?"

Chen Kai pointed to the missing person notice section of the newspaper on the coffee table, "It's the one you've been following."

Wen Yu's eyes flickered, and she held her breath without speaking.

Chen Kai smiled, "Don't worry, she was rescued safely and unharmed." Wen Yu's heart , which had been hanging in suspense , finally settled down . " Strange

, why did Fu Xue come to Hailing? And why is she with Long Zhen?" "Maybe she came for you," Chen Kai teased. Wen Yu ignored him and took out a coat from the closet. "Going to find her?" "Get lost , I 'm going for a walk, I'm so annoyed." ********** ... For years, I've always wandered aimlessly along the streets, and tonight is no different, yet tonight feels different too. Is it because of her? That sliver of hope lingering deep within my heart? Yes, I can't deceive myself. Even though I know I can't possibly run into her, subconsciously, this wishful thinking persists, as if I've made a pact with her. That girl who looks so much like Kaiya—now I can't seem to tell if she's Xie Kaiya or Fu Xue. Perhaps I'm tired of this despondency, perhaps I'm just seeking solace, grasping at a rope in the abyss of loneliness, even though following that rope might lead to deeper suffering… Compared to Longcheng, the nights in Hailing are much quieter. Even on this busiest street, I don't feel the hustle and bustle of City A. Young men and women walk hand-in-hand past me, and I always feel she might be among them. So much so that I look back countless times like a fool. Wen Yu, Wen Yu, I mock myself, why am I acting like a lovesick fool? No matter what, I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye last time, I comforted myself. I wondered if my sudden departure had hurt her. I wanted to see her just to make sure she was alright; after all, she wasn't my girlfriend, not Xie Kaiya. My thoughts were so chaotic tonight. I walked aimlessly, and two hours passed without me realizing it. Turning off this street, I came to a quieter side street, with a sign clearly reading "Haiqing Road." Although the street was dimly lit, it was quite clean, and the slightly salty breeze suggested it led to the sea. I passed a pharmacy without realizing it, and thinking about my recent insomnia, I suddenly felt I should buy some sleeping pills. So, I turned ninety degrees at the pharmacy entrance and walked inside… "Ouch, hey…" A girl's exclamation and a delicate fragrance wafted over at the same time. I almost bumped into her! "Sorry…" I looked up, stunned. A familiar scent, a familiar voice, and an even more familiar face. It was Fu Xue. She was carrying a plastic bag full of medicine in her right hand, her arms instinctively protecting her chest from the impact. "It's you..." Her expression shifted rapidly, from surprise to delight, from astonishment to obvious resentment, and then to a faint indifference. Tonight, everything I wanted to see had come true, even though it had made my heart pound and all I wanted to do was run away. "Fu Xue, you're in Hailing too?" I asked, knowing the answer already. "Yes..." Her gaze drifted elsewhere, and although I didn't know why, I could clearly sense her resentment. Could her disappearance in City A be related to me? A sense of foreboding crept into my heart. Just then, a young man with a buzz cut followed her out of the pharmacy. "Miss Fu, what happened?" Fu Xue seemed to have just come to her senses and turned to the young man, saying, "Ah Shui, I happened to run into a friend from Longcheng. Could you take the medicine back first? I'll go back later, okay?" The young man called Ah Shui smiled. "Okay, be careful then, don't forget your flight tomorrow morning." "Thank you," Fu Xue said, stepping down two steps to naturally make way for Ah Shui. We watched Ah Shui's back as he left, as if he were the main character. "Let's take a walk," I said, breaking the awkward atmosphere. Fu Xue nodded, still silent. We walked together in the direction I had been strolling. The sea breeze became increasingly noticeable. Fu Xue was wearing a sleeveless white shirt; a cool breeze blew, and she hugged herself tightly. I took off my coat, hesitated for a moment, and draped it over her shoulders. Fu Xue neither refused nor accepted; I could vaguely feel her delicate body trembling slightly. To be honest, I was incredibly nervous. I felt like I'd made a terrible mistake, and what was even more frustrating was that I didn't even know what I'd done wrong, or what kind of harm it had caused her. We walked in silence for a few minutes until a ring of neon lights appeared along the street, clearly displaying the words "Hailin Cafe." We stopped almost simultaneously. "Let's go in," she said softly, almost inaudibly. "Okay," I replied, stepping forward to open the door. A warm feeling washed over us. The cafe's layout was unique; the entire hall was divided into elegant partitions, and brown and red lighting created a cozy atmosphere. Guided by the waiter, we sat down at a table. Behind the table, in the glass wall, were reflections of clear water and various beautiful fish swimming around. "What would you like some coffee?" the waiter asked politely. "A Taiwanese milk tea, please." "Okay, and what about you, sir?" I remained silent. I clearly remembered the pleasant time we'd shared not long ago at the "Brown Island" cafe in City A, discussing various coffees at length. "Me? A cup of hot chocolate."

"Okay."

The waiter left.

"You're going off-topic again, drinking hot chocolate in a coffee shop."

Fu Xue suddenly laughed,

her smile as radiant as a flower. I was speechless. Although her smile was somewhat bleak, it seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, released in an instant.

My heart seemed to thaw suddenly, pounding with joy. The familiar Fu Xue was back before me.

"What happened just now?"

I asked tentatively. "It seemed like I made a big mistake?"

"You made a big mistake."

Fu Xue said softly, "But seeing you, I forgot all my mistakes." Only

then did I dare to look Fu Xue in the eye tonight. Her pretty face was slightly tear-streaked, her hair was casually tied back, with only a few strands falling naturally from her ears. Tiredness and haggardness did not hide her beauty, but rather made her look charming and pitiful. A long time ago, such a pretty face was etched in my heart.

"You cried?"

I asked with a smile.

"Who cried? It was the wind."

Fu Xue lowered her head somewhat embarrassed.

"Ugh, the wind's so strong, it's made my eyes red."

"Get lost, you're so annoying."

Fu Xue raised her head, tilting it back arrogantly, her voice much louder.

"I'm sorry, last time something came up suddenly, and it was really urgent, so I left without saying goodbye. I'm so sorry..."

I tried my best to explain convincingly.

"Don't bring up the past."

Fu Xue suddenly interrupted me, sounding a little agitated.

"What happened?"

My heart skipped a beat, filled with doubt.

"Sir, Madam, your hot drinks."

The waiter placed the drinks in front of us.

Fu Xue repeated in an almost pleading tone, "Don't bring up the past, okay? I'm going home tomorrow, it's all in the past."

"Okay, I won't."

I said, but my heart felt heavier. Why did she seem like a different person after just a few days? Had she suffered something very serious?

"Wen Yu."

Fu Xue said, holding her cup of milk tea, "We might not see each other much anymore, right?"

"This..."

I didn't know what she wanted to say, nor how to answer her.

"This café is decorated in a very special way,"

Fu Xue said with a smile, as if deliberately changing the subject. "See? There's a microphone here. Shall I sing you a song?"

"Okay,"

I forced myself to put aside my doubts and perked up. "I'd love to hear you sing too."

Fu Xue carefully selected a song on the LCD screen, and after choosing, she smiled and gestured for me to put on the headset. I did as she said.

A soft, slightly melancholic intro began to play in my ears. It was an old love song, and the title seemed to be "Falling in Love with You Was My Mistake."

Fu Xue parted her lips slightly, and a magnetic, heavenly voice came from beside me. I stared at her in surprise, making her blush slightly. My surprise was quite justified. Usually, Fu Xue's voice was delicate and slightly coquettish when she spoke, but her singing voice was deep and slightly husky. To use a trendy term, it was "deeply magnetic," and I had a feeling that the song would linger for days after I heard it.

I closed my eyes, completely immersed in the beautiful singing.

The lyrics are as follows: Once upon a time, I rashly fell in love with you, amidst sorrow and joy. So reckless, so unwavering. Once upon a time, I lost myself, filled with pain and confusion. So helpless. Like a flower blooming in the rain, vibrant yet stained with tears. A blessing lingered in my heart for so long, until the wind blew it away. Shattered in the rainy season, it turned to dust, falling into the myriad mountains and rivers of the world. The demons and monsters of this world spread rumors and gossip about this love. I was so doubtful, was I a moth drawn to a flame?

Was falling in love with you my mistake? Even now, when it's time to leave, I can't let go. Listening to the song you wrote for me, I'm so sad. Falling in love with you was my mistake. If we could start over, what would happen? If, I say if, we could start over. What to do...?
Chapter 6 of 01-15: The Stunning Girl

"Your singing voice is so beautiful."

Wen Yu took off his headphones and exclaimed sincerely.

Fu Xue smiled and said, "As long as you like it, that's fine."

"Fu Xue, there are some things I don't know how to say."

Looking at Fu Xue's pure and beautiful face, Wen Yu suddenly said with some unease, "I don't know if this is unfair to you..." "

Don't say it, okay?"

Fu Xue interrupted Wen Yu. Facing his rather confused gaze, she smiled somewhat awkwardly and continued, "Just one night, okay? Forget everything from the past, in your heart, let your heart... only have me."

After saying that, Fu Xue blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Wen Yu was somewhat stunned. Originally, he wanted to tell her the whole story, namely the fact that Fu Xue and Xie Kaiya looked exactly alike. Now it seemed that if he said it, it would undoubtedly hurt her greatly. But at this moment, Wen Yu could no longer distinguish the positions of Kaiya and Fu Xue in his heart. He couldn't tell if he was still hung up on Kaiya, who had passed away years ago, or if his love for Fu Xue had been rekindled. He needed time to sort things out.

"What's wrong? Am I...?"

Fu Xue's face showed pain.

"No."

Wen Yu interrupted her firmly. "Fu Xue, can

you give me some time?" "Don't say anymore."

Fu Xue shook her head sadly. "I know, but I only begged for a brief moment, and I can't even do that."

"You know?"

Wen Yu looked at her in confusion.

"That night when you were unconscious, you kept calling out a woman's name, 'Kaiya,' right?"

Fu Xue said with utter despair.

Wen Yu was silent.

"Cherish it. I wish you both well."

Fu Xue's eyes were filled with tears.

"She's dead."

Wen Yu said softly.

"I'm sorry."

Fu Xue was stunned. "It's okay.

"

"Is there something similar between us?"

Fu Xue asked.

Wen Yu stared at Fu Xue in surprise. "How did you know?"

Fu Xue gave a bitter smile and said, "So it really is. I don't know how my mother could have given birth to someone who looks like so many people." "

Let's not talk about this anymore,"

Wen Yu said. He could sense how much Fu Xue was hurt by discussing Kaiya.

It was exactly 10 PM when he saw me out. We spent an hour together, drinking milk tea, and I sang to him. His reaction was obvious, as if the song had pierced a sore spot in his heart. But did he know how helpless and lonely I felt at that moment? How could he possibly know that he was the first man I had ever loved? From meeting someone I liked to being raped by thugs! From being rescued by a stranger and then getting caught up in the Long family feud, from being kidnapped by gangsters to seeing him again in a foreign land, only five or six days had passed.

My life, Fu Xue's life before this, seemed to have always been filled with sunshine and peace. And all of this, the ups and downs, the struggle between life and death, had all happened in just a few days.

We stood at the entrance of the coffee shop, looking at each other in silence. I could see the struggle in Wen Yu's heart, which meant he was an honest man. His integrity and honesty were a bittersweet thing for me. If I hadn't ended up in Hailing City, I would have admired his integrity and honesty, and I would have waited very comfortably for love to slowly arrive. But Fu Xue was currently experiencing a series of nightmares, her heart filled with fear and helplessness.

I desperately wanted his love, to feel safe nestled in his arms. But as a twenty-one-year-old girl, such words were so difficult to utter, and he probably didn't even know if he liked me or if he was just using me as a substitute for his ex-girlfriend like Long Zhen had.

"Where do you live? I'll take you home,"

the handsome man in front of me finally managed to say after a long pause.

"No need, my place is very close by,"

I replied, utterly disappointed.

I turned and left, my eyes filled with tears. In the dead of night, only the clatter of my high heels on the floor echoed; I knew he was watching me from behind.

I did indeed live nearby. After meeting up with Long Zhen, I hadn't dared go back to his house because I was worried about Long Zhan's pursuit, and Long Zhen's arm was injured. Instead, I stayed at another of his houses nearby. Fortunately, Long Zhen's injury wasn't serious, and Xiao Hong, being a nurse, had bandaged it up and it was fine.

Not letting Wen Yu see me off wasn't entirely out of anger. I still didn't know his true identity, and if he had any connection to the Long family, knowing Long Zhen's whereabouts could cause trouble. I was returning to Longcheng tomorrow, and I hoped tonight would be peaceful.

"Miss Fu, you're finally back! Mr. Long has been waiting for you. He even blamed Ah Shui for leaving you out alone,"

Xiao Hong said cautiously as she opened the door.

My heart warmed, but I ignored Xiao Hong and went straight to my room.

"Don't you want to see him?"

Xiao Hong said behind me. "I'm sorry about what happened last time, but Mr. Long is a good person. He may say he doesn't care, but don't you think he cares about you?"

My initial indifference turned into strong resentment after hearing her words, and I finally couldn't help but turn around. In that instant, I noticed Xiao Hong's evasive gaze.

"I can let bygones be bygones about what happened last time, but don't you think it's a bit too coincidental that I was kidnapped this time? Long Zhan came and went from Long Zhen's villa and my bedroom as if they were his own home!"

I questioned.

"Are you doubting me?"

Xiao Hong's face showed a wronged and anxious expression.

"Doubt."

I coldly uttered those two words and turned my back on her.

Back in the bedroom, my mind was in turmoil. I wasn't sure if my kidnapping was Xiao Hong's doing in collusion with Long Zhan, but a woman's intuition told me that she was definitely involved. I didn't know why Xiao Hong was always targeting me; I just felt she had deep feelings for Long Zhen. Was it out of a woman's jealousy? But I was leaving soon...

After hesitating for a long time, I finally knocked on Long Zhen's door.

"You're back?"

Long Zhen struggled to sit up.

"Be careful of the wound on your arm."

"It's fine."

Long Zhen seemed indifferent, pointing to the wicker chair by the bed. "Please sit down."

"Was it worth it?"

I asked him after I sat down.

"What's worth it?"

"Giving up your career and wealth for a girl like me, a complete stranger."

I didn't know why I was asking these questions when I was leaving tomorrow and it would be better to avoid trouble.

"To be honest..."

Long Zhen chuckled, "I wasn't thinking rationally at the time; I mistook you for Yue'er. But once I calmed down, I thought I would still have done the same. That's why Long Zhan kidnapped you to threaten me."

I smiled wryly, having to admit this guy was quite eloquent, leaving me speechless.

"Anyway, thank you for saving me."

"You suffered because of me, so saving you was the right thing to do,"

Long Zhen said.

I smiled and stood up.

"Can I sit a little longer?"

He naturally took my hand.

I was stunned, pulling back as if electrocuted. "Is there anything else?"

"Don't be nervous,"

Long Zhen chuckled. "You're leaving tomorrow; I just wanted to chat with you a little longer."

I felt a little embarrassed by my overreaction, smiled, and sat back down.

"What are your plans for the future?"

I started the conversation. "So many people died; will you seek revenge on Long Zhan?"

"I don't know. The police will get involved. After Yue'er left, I don't know what's most important to me, but I'm quite interested in Long Zhan's backers,"

Long Zhen said.

"You suspect someone is supporting Long Zhan?"

"Yes, I will find out who it is, and I suspect it's this person who instigated the internal strife within our family."

Long Zhen's thick eyebrows almost knitted together as he spoke.

I wasn't interested in the internal struggles of these wealthy families, but I admired Long Zhen's character and felt sorry for him. "I sincerely hope you can handle these matters well."

"Fu Xue,"

Long Zhen stared at my face and said, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

I blushed and shook my head, asking in return, "Why do you ask?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I was taken aback; he was too direct. But that was in line with his personality; otherwise, he wouldn't have so easily lost his vast fortune.

"Stop fooling around,"

I said half-jokingly. "I'm not Yue'er, we're not a good match."

"I was just joking. Did I scare you?"

Looking at his mischievous expression, I breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt much more fond of him. "You're one to talk! You almost scared me to death!"

"Don't worry, little sister, I'll let you go home. Your mom and dad are waiting for you there."

...

Back in my bedroom, I felt much better. They had "lifted the ban" on me and I could make phone calls. I picked up the landline and dialed home, but no one answered several times. A wave of anxiety washed over me. I dialed my parents' cell phones, but all I heard was the message that the phones were switched off.

Strange, what on earth happened at home? I hurriedly dialed Shiting's number...

"Ting, it's me..."

Hearing my voice, I could feel her breathing quicken noticeably. Then came a gasp; I couldn't believe her, it was as if I had come back from the dead.

"Fu Xue, where are you? Are you safe? When are you coming back?"

"Safe, it's a long story."

I drawled, "Why are you nagging like an old woman?

I'll be back tomorrow. By the way, why aren't my parents answering the phone? Do you know what happened?" "Come back first. After you disappeared, Aunt Su wasn't feeling well, but she'll probably be fine when you get back. Uncle Fu... Anyway, come back first."

"What happened to my dad?"

My temper flared up again, and I pressed, "How could his phone be off?"

"Don't worry, Chief, he's fine. Maybe his phone just ran out of battery. Anyway, hurry back tomorrow."

...

After hanging up with Shiting, my heart was pounding. Based on my understanding of this girl, something must have happened at home. She was hiding it from me because she didn't want me to worry, which was easily discernible from her evasive tone.

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

The next day, Hailing City Airport.

"Alright, that's enough for now."

Fu Xue smiled at Long Zhen as she stood at the boarding gate.

Seeing her eager and happy expression, Long Zhen forced a smile. "Goodbye! Don't blame me for what happened these past few days."

At this point, Fu Xue suddenly felt a pang of sadness. This was the man who had saved her on that stormy night, the man who had endured the torment of a potent aphrodisiac to avoid harming her, and the man who had given up his career and fortune to save her. Was all of this simply because she resembled his ex-girlfriend? His actions were enough to move any girl; how could she blame him?

"Goodbye!"

Fu Xue waved goodbye to Long Zhen with this bittersweet feeling, leaving him with a beautiful silhouette.

Long Zhen stared intently at Fu Xue's retreating figure. She was dressed strikingly today: a black silk bra, a delicate denim top, and a tight-fitting pencil skirt that accentuated her shapely hips. Black boots paired with black mid-length velvet stockings revealed a glimpse of her fair, shapely legs between the stockings and skirt, the skin of her legs trembling slightly with each graceful step…

"Brother Long, it's time to go,"

Ah Shui beside him reminded him.

"Oh…"

Long Zhen snapped out of his reverie, about to turn around when his phone rang.

"What…"

The usually composed Long Zhen was utterly astonished by the call, his face turning deathly pale.

Fu Xue had just finished her boarding check when two airport staff approached her.

"Are you Fu Xue?"

one of the middle-aged men asked.

"Yes, what can I do for you?"

"Someone's looking for you. Could you come with me for a moment?"

"Who's looking for me? What does they want?"

Fu Xue asked, puzzled.

"Please come with me. You'll see when we meet. It won't take up too much of your time."

Fu Xue glanced at her watch; there were still forty minutes before her flight's departure. She nodded in agreement.

Two men led Fu Xue out of the lobby, one after the other. Just as they reached the corner of the corridor, the younger man pulled a wet towel from his pocket.

Fu Xue sensed something was wrong and quickly turned around. "You…"

Before she could finish, the younger man's face turned menacing. He reached out and grabbed her neck, quickly covering her nose and mouth with the ether-soaked towel… The middle-aged man, turning back, revealed a sinister smile.

When Fu Xue woke up, she found herself lying in bed, her eyes blindfolded, and her wrists tightly bound together with a thin rope.

"You're awake?"

a familiar voice called out.

"Long Zhen!"

Fu Xue could hardly believe her ears. "How could this happen? What do you want?"

The other man didn't speak, but slowly moved closer, grabbing her feet, which were clad in leather boots.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Xue was startled, her legs kicking wildly as she quickly retreated. "Long Zhen, how could you go back on your word!"

"I love you,"

Long Zhen said calmly. "I want to use my body to let you feel my love."

"No! You can't do this, um..."

The man's lips pressed against Fu Xue's, interrupting her words.

Fu Xue panicked, her vision blurred, and her mind went blank. If Long Zhen wanted to possess her, he should have done it already. That night, after Xiao Hong drugged her, it was the perfect opportunity. Why would he go through all this trouble to stage this scene? Had something changed?

The man's passionate actions interrupted Fu Xue's thoughts. He kissed her smooth lips passionately, effortlessly pulling the panicked and struggling Fu Xue into his arms. His hands caressed her flat stomach, her high, firm breasts, and her smooth, tender thighs. No matter how much she kicked, she couldn't break free from his embrace.

No, Fu Xue screamed inwardly, Long Zhen, how could you do this!

The long kiss finally ended, and Fu Xue didn't speak again; her struggles turned into soft sobs.

"I saved your life twice, shouldn't I give you my body?"

Long Zhen said. "This world is full of transactions. Using your body to gain two chances of rebirth, you won't lose out. Spend one day with me, and I'll take you home tomorrow."

With that, the man rolled over and pressed himself against Fu Xue's curvaceous body, pulling down her clothes and kissing her bare shoulders. Fu Xue stopped struggling, tears streaming down her face from under the blindfold. Struggling was pointless; she had always been his prey, and in the end, she couldn't escape this fate. The underworld is the underworld; all loyalty is fake!

Perhaps he was right; he had saved her life. If it weren't for him, she might still be in Lei Wei's hands, or being violated by that thug Long Zhan, or even gang-raped by thugs. But what difference was there between Long Zhen and those people?

The man's breathing grew heavier. Every part of Fu Xue's body was perfect, and coupled with her sexy attire, her body writhed and trembled restlessly under the caresses of a man—it was an irresistible temptation for almost any man.

With a scream from Fu Xue, the man flipped up her denim miniskirt, revealing the girl's sexy black thong and snow-white buttocks.

"No…"

Fu Xue screamed, accompanied by sobs.

The girl's tears did not elicit any pity from the man; instead, they fueled his lust. The man grabbed her legs, spreading them wide and pressing them onto the bed. Fu Xue's buttocks were forced upwards, exposing her sexy, snow-white thighs to the man. A few strands of pubic hair peeked from the edge of her thong, adding to her allure. Her rounded buttocks, full thighs, sexy mid-length stockings, and knee-high high-heeled boots—all of this greatly stimulated the man's visual senses.

The man's face contorted with an unconscious lewd grin. His tall frame, panting, pressed down between the girl's legs, his tongue licking her genitals covered by black lace panties.

Fu Xue's buttocks, forced upwards, trembled incessantly. The man's saliva left wet marks on her panties, as if his tongue, even through the fabric, could stimulate her sensitive areas. Such blatant lewdness filled Fu Xue with shame and rage, yet she could only endure the pain.

The man's fingers parted the edge of her panties, exposing Fu Xue's alluring black triangle to his gaze. Her delicate pink labia, like rain-soaked petals, were slightly parted, glistening with moisture, the alluring slit in the middle unable to close completely, subtly revealing a captivating and mysterious beauty.

"No…"

Fu Xue's plea was filled with despair.

The man's tongue invaded her genitals once more, but this time, without the obstruction of her panties, his tongue made direct, intimate contact with her vulva.

The man's tongue was incredibly skillful, like a nimble snake, wantonly ravaging every sensitive spot at the entrance of her vagina, occasionally pushing open the crevice and penetrating deeper...

As he licked, the man looked up to observe Fu Xue's reaction. Her pretty face was flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her breathing rapid. If the black cloth were lifted, how captivating her perfect face would be, how dreamy and alluring her expressive eyes would be... He reached out, but just before touching the cloth, he managed to control himself.

"Why did you blindfold me?"

Fu Xue, who had almost collapsed just moments before, suddenly spoke in a cold voice.

The man was stunned. The intelligence of this girl exceeded his expectations; his slight movement had allowed her to detect a flaw.

"You're not Long Zhen? You can actually imitate his voice?"

Fu Xue tilted her head slightly, her words seemingly directed at him yet also at herself.

The man seemed to feel there was no need to continue pretending. He released Fu Xue's legs and reached out to tear off the black cloth covering her eyes.

Fu Xue quickly squeezed her legs together, then her vision was filled with a bright light.

"It really is you, Long Zhan!"

Fu Xue's voice trembled with anger, "You're so despicable!"

Chapter 7 Cruel Hell

Long Zhan was not angry at all, but instead laughed loudly. Fu Xue subconsciously curled up her body to cover her exposed private parts.

"I thought my brother was so charming that he should have gotten you into bed by now, but I didn't expect him to be so useless. He hasn't even touched you yet."

Long Zhen chuckled and lit a cigarette, sitting down on the sofa next to her. "But I'm a little curious, how did you figure it out? I thought my imitation of Long Zhen's voice was flawless."

"You shameless!"

Fu Xue practically squeezed out the three words through clenched teeth, her chest heaving with anger.

"Oh... I see."

Long Zhan slapped his forehead. "Long Zhen's arm is injured, so he can't hold your thigh down like I did. Then, when I was about to remove your blindfold, you suddenly realized why I had blindfolded you, right? So charming and clever, no wonder my dying brother likes you."

Fu Xue glared at him with her beautiful eyes, almost spitting fire.

Long Zhan was a little intimidated by her glare. "Why are you looking at me like that! Let me tell you, I'll sleep with any woman Long Zhen likes. I'll show you what I'm capable of. When it comes to playing with women, ten Long Zhens can't compare to one Long Zhan!"

With that, Long Zhan stubbed out his cigarette and walked towards Fu Xue with a sinister smile...

"Get away from me."

Fu Xue's mood shifted from anger back to panic. She screamed hysterically, desperately trying to break free of her bound hands, leaving bright red marks on her wrists.

"Hahaha, get out of here? You're hot enough, I'll make you even more wanton than the cheapest prostitute in a minute!"

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Damn it, who is it?"

Long Zhan shouted angrily.

"Brother Zhan, your phone, Uncle Hua wants to see you!"

came the voice of a henchman from outside the door.

Long Zhan, rather annoyed, straightened his clothes and glared at Fu Xue on the bed. "You wait, I'll deal with you properly when I get back!"

After Long Zhan left, Fu Xue's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, eased slightly. She laboriously shuffled to the edge of the bed and rubbed the rope binding her wrists against the headboard...

Long Zhan walked out of the room and took the phone from one of his men. "Hello, Uncle Hua..."

Uncle Hua's scolding came through the receiver, "You brat, do you have any self-respect? It's not time for you to play around with women yet! Come here right now!"

Hanging up the phone, Long Zhan glared at his men and angrily shouted, "Damn it! Who told Uncle Hua about this?!"

Everyone hurriedly shook their heads. ...

Tianyu Building, City A.

After hanging up the phone, Qian Gang, looking furious, slammed his phone onto the counter. Luckily, his phone had a full metal casing and was shockproof; otherwise, it would have been shattered to pieces.

The call just now was from Uncle Hua. Just half an hour ago, the shipment packaged by Long Zhen ran into trouble at customs. A packet of heroin hidden inside a box of infant formula was discovered. Police quickly sealed off Longyu Packaging Company, and the case is under further investigation. Qian Gang, on the one hand, assigned Uncle Hua to take full charge of the matter, ensuring the proper handling of the remaining goods and related personnel; on the other hand, he mobilized all available resources in Hailing City to apprehend Long Zhen before the police could act.

Another phone on the table rang.

"Hello!"

Qian Gang was still angry.

"Oh, Mr. Qian, what's wrong?"

Lan Yuxi's sweet, coquettish voice came through the receiver.

"Speak quickly."

Qian Gang was somewhat impatient.

"It's Yu Jie's call, should I transfer it to you?"

"No need, I'll call her myself."

Qian Gang said.

Half a minute later, Qian Gang dialed Yu Jie's cell phone.

"Mr. Qian, your cell phone was busy the whole time. Is it convenient to talk now?"

"Yes, how did things go?"

Qian Gang asked.

"I've made contact with Black Fiend. When would you like to meet him?"

"Tonight, at your Crown Hotel..."

"Okay, I'll get right on it."

"He wants to meet you tonight."

Yu Jie put down the phone and said to a man in the office.

"Good."

The man smiled, "Well done, Yu Jie. You're not simple. To stay by Qian Gang's side for so long and become one of his most trusted people, that's not something an ordinary person can do."

Yu Jie opened an elegant cigarette case, took out an Esse cigarette, and lit it with a lighter. A moment later, a ring of blue smoke rose in front of her, giving her bright, pretty face a hazy beauty.

"Actually, Qian Gang isn't simple. He doesn't really trust me,"

Yu Jie said, "but I'm patient and know when to advance and retreat."

"What a fine example of knowing when to advance and when to retreat! It's truly rare for Hong Daming to have a goddaughter like you."

"Lord Black Fiend..."

Yu Jie said, "Since you consider yourself a black-clad cop, please don't reveal my identity, or I'll be dead in Dragon City."

"Don't worry,"

Black Fiend laughed, "How could I bear to let such a beautiful woman die? Besides, I promised Hong Daming I'd help him manage the Hong Gang's situation in Dragon City. Not only will I not harm you, but I'll even help you when the time is right. However, one person must die!"

Yu Jie looked at Black Fiend's sinister eyes in surprise, "You mean..."

"Yes, that's the person! You should know where he is."

"Lei Wei was injured while assassinating the police chief. He can't do anything now, so please let him go."

Yu Jie looked at him with pleading eyes.

"It seems you still have feelings for him,"

Black Fiend said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Don't misunderstand, he's just the person my godfather admires most. Although Master Hong has issued a warrant for his arrest within the gang, if Lei Wei really dies, he'll be the one who regrets it the most."

"Alright then, for your sake... Remember, Yu Jie, this is what you owe me, you'll have to pay it back later, okay?"

Hei Sha stood up.

The man's words, though teasing, carried a chilling undertone, sending shivers down Yu Jie's spine.

Seven o'clock in the evening, the Crown Hotel's VIP lounge.

Qian Gang checked his watch; it was the time he had arranged to meet Hei Sha. Just as he was wondering how to deal with the other party if he delayed or put on airs, the door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in, led by Yu Jie, followed by several men in sharp black suits.

Qian Gang stood up, glanced at the middle-aged man, and felt a chill run down his spine. The man's eyes were sharp, subtly revealing a sinister aura.

"Let me introduce you,"

Yu Jie, dressed in a white dress, stood smiling between them. "This is Ye Long, a guest from America, and this is Mr. Qian Gang, Chairman of Tianyu Group."

"Hello!"

Qian Gang extended his hand to Ye Long. "It's an honor to meet you!"

Ye Long forced a smile, and after shaking hands, they took their seats.

Qian Gang gave Yu Jie a wink, and she understood. "Mr. Ye and Mr. Qian must have a lot to discuss since this is their first meeting. Perhaps we should excuse ourselves for a moment, Mr. Ye?"

"Yes, please leave,"

Ye Long said to his subordinates.

"Alright, everyone, please follow me,"

Yu Jie said.

A short while later, Yu Jie and both sets of bodyguards had all left, leaving only Qian Gang and Ye Long in the large room.

"I've prepared some fine Longjing tea for you, please enjoy it,"

Qian Gang said with a smile. "Mr. Ye, you must stay in City A for a few more days this time. I can arrange everything for you." "

Mr. Qian, you're too kind. Longcheng is quite a lively place, but I don't think I'll stay for long. I'll return to America once things are settled,"

Ye Long said, taking a sip of tea.

"I suspect that what Mr. Ye needs to arrange is quite important. Please elaborate."

"Hahaha..."

Ye Long laughed. "As expected of Qian Gang, I won't beat around the bush. You must know Black Fiend's status in the underworld and my modus operandi. This meeting with Mr. Qian is to discuss this issue."

The smile on Qian Gang's face disappeared. Black Fiend had never shown his face in China before. He always considered himself a corrupt policeman, taking it upon himself to maintain the balance of power among various forces in the underworld. Even the Italian Mafia gave him some face. Since he said this, it seemed he was determined to intervene in Longcheng's underworld.

"Your Excellency is said to be aiming to maintain order in the underworld, but what supports Tianyu is legitimate business. In Longcheng's underworld, I, Qian Gang, am just a small fry. Please be frank."

Ye Long chuckled. "Boss Qian, let's not beat around the bush. The Green Dragon Gang has been basically dismantled by the police, and the various small gangs are insignificant. Now you are the ruler of Longcheng's underworld."

Qian Gang smiled. "Mr. Ye, do you mean to revive the Hong family's power in City A? I don't mind coexisting with the Green Dragon Gang, but heaven knows that the Green Dragon Gang's disappearance has nothing to do with me. It was entirely Lei Wei's own arrogance that led to his self-destruction."

"Good, that's exactly what I've been waiting for. In fact, there needs to be a balance between the underworld and between the legitimate and illegitimate. The food chain can't function without any link."

Ye Long said with a slightly profound tone.

"Does Mr. Ye intend to personally become the leader of the Green Dragon Gang? That would be too much of a condescension. Or are you going to reinstate the incompetent Lei Wei?"

Qian Gang asked.

"No!"

Ye Long said, "A new leader of the Green Dragon Gang will appear soon; it won't be long before it's revealed."

Qian Gang nodded thoughtfully and continued, "Mr. Ye, you're very knowledgeable; you must have heard of the Hell Organization, right?"

"The Hell Organization's full name is the 'Hell Extinction' Organization, dedicated to eliminating all dark forces in society and sending so-called bad people like you and me to the eighteenth level of hell. Hahaha, you could say that the organization's initial intention was quite naive. However, after nearly a hundred years of development, the Hell Organization has gathered many outstanding individuals persecuted by the underworld and now possesses considerable strength. However, this organization has many weaknesses."

"Oh?"

Qian Gang asked curiously, "What weaknesses?"

Ye Long smiled slyly, "That's not something Mr. Qian needs to worry about; I'll handle the Hell Organization's affairs. It's worth mentioning your shipment in Hailing City..."

Qian Gang's heart skipped a beat, "Mr. Ye's information network is truly impressive."

"Not at all. What I wanted to say is that I will help you prevent members of the Hell Organization from sabotaging the shipment's exit, but you'll have to handle your own internal affairs."

"Rumors say Mr. Ye is the 'Godfather' of the underworld, and it's certainly true. I thank you in advance."

Qian Gang bowed. ...

The moon shone brightly, and the night breeze was cool. Zhang Yan opened the door of a bar.

There weren't many customers, scattered in the dim light. The background music was cheerful, but Zhang Yan's mood was heavy. Ma Song had arranged to meet her at this bar, but he hadn't arrived yet, so Zhang Yan chose a seat by the window.

As she was leaving, she received a call from Zhai Jie. A month ago, she and Zhai Jie were lovers, deeply in love.

But after Zhang Yan received this mission assigned by Nixon, she took the initiative to break up with Zhai Jie.

Nixon was a high-ranking executive officer of the Hell Organization, second only to the leader. In fact, the leader rarely gave orders directly, almost always through Nixon. Nixon was both a person and a department. For members of the Hell Organization, his orders had to be carried out.

Every mission of the Hell Organization was top secret, and even members within the organization were not allowed to reveal it. So, of course, Zhai Jie didn't know the reason for Zhang Yan's breakup with him. He persisted, calling Zhang Yan every few days. But these calls were different; he seemed to know something. Especially the call just now… Listening to the upbeat music in the bar, a series of dialogues echoed in Zhang Yan's mind again.

＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊

"Yanzi, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Please don't call again, okay? It's over between us. Don't blame me."

"I don't blame you. I was just worried about you. " "Worried about me? You're wrong , Zhai Jie

. I can take care of myself. If there's nothing else, that's all."

"Is there anything else?" " I just wanted to tell you that you're more important to me

than my own life . Goodbye, Yanzi." "Hey , Zhai Jie, what are you saying? Hey … " ********** ... "What's wrong?" Ma Song asked curiously. "Are you allergic to cigarettes?" "Cough, it's nothing, I've been like this since I was little." Zhang Yan said, wiping her tearful eyes with a tissue. Ma Song stubbed out his cigarette. "Sorry, but I have a good way to treat allergies." "What way?" Zhang Yan asked in surprise. Ma Song smiled and gestured for her to sit next to him. Zhang Yan did as he said, not understanding what he meant. Suddenly, Ma Song grabbed her shoulders and kissed her on the lips. "Mmm..." Zhang Yan was caught off guard as Ma Song poured the smoke he had hidden in his mouth into her mouth. "Cough cough..." Ignoring Zhang Yan's violent coughing, Ma Song desperately kissed her sexy lips. Zhang Yan writhed in his arms in pain, almost suffocating. By the time Zhang Yan broke free from Ma Song's embrace, her face was covered in tears. "How could you do this!" Zhang Yan scolded as she wiped her face. Ma Song, however, still smiled, nonchalantly lit another cigarette, and blew a puff of smoke into Zhang Yan's pretty face. Zhang Yan jumped up to avoid it, but the smoke still obscured her face. Ma Song burst into laughter. "Is it funny?" Zhang Yan was almost furious. The man in front of her was like a street thug, without a trace of gentlemanly manners. "You weren't coughing just now, were you?" Ma Song stubbed out his cigarette. Zhang Yan was surprised to find that she hadn't coughed at all, whereas before, she would cough incessantly after just a whiff of smoke. "You should thank me, I cured your cigarette allergy," Ma Song said smugly. "This..." Zhang Yan was stunned. She had indeed proven that she was no longer allergic to cigarettes. "How did this happen?" "This is my own secret recipe, and it has cured this allergy for several beautiful women," Ma Song said, pointing at Zhang Yan with a smile. "You're so annoying," Zhang Yan pouted. "You're such a show-off, yet you have the nerve to brag." "You'll definitely like this show-off," Ma Song chuckled mischievously, lowering his voice. "Last time in the office, the boss ruined it before we even started. I'll make up for it tonight." Zhang Yan blushed slightly, then defiantly raised her head and said, "You dare?" "Hehe..." Ma Song laughed. "I cured your allergies, you should repay me, right?" "Who asked you to cure me here? I didn't promise you anything," Zhang Yan said coquettishly. "Alright, let's play cards. Whoever wins gets to decide," Ma Song suggested. "That won't do, that's too easy," Zhang Yan laughed. "Let's play something a little more challenging." "Oh? How challenging?" Ma Song asked with interest. "Whoever loses drinks, and whoever gets drunk gets to be at the mercy of the other," Zhang Yan said with great interest. Ma Song rolled his lecherous eyes and said, "Interesting, let's do it this way. Waiter! Bring some beer!" After half an hour, the two had basically won and lost about half, but Ma Song's alcohol tolerance was clearly higher than Zhang Yan's. "Are you convinced or not?" Ma Song asked, glancing sideways at Zhang Yan. "No, you just got lucky. In terms of card skills, I could have beaten you." Zhang Yan was practically slumped on the table, but she still wouldn't back down. "Not convinced? If you're not convinced, I won't play with you anymore. If we play again, you'll crawl under the table." Ma Song laughed, "That would make exercising later less fun." "Ugh." Zhang Yan moved her arms and slumped on the table again. "Let's go." Ma Song had also drunk enough and came over to help Zhang Yan up. "It's a deal, whoever loses can do whatever they want to the other tonight." "Get lost, you cheat! I'm never playing with you again..." Zhang Yan swayed and raised her small fist to punch him on the back. "Waiter, the bill!" Ma Song called out to the bar. Outside the bar, Zhang Yan was completely disoriented. She simply closed her eyes and let the world spin. She felt herself being lifted and placed in the back seat of a car. She didn't know how much time had passed, but it seemed she was in an elevator… Finally, she was placed on a bed. Then she heard the sounds of men undressing around her. She opened her eyes blankly and saw bright white lights, a spinning ceiling, and several figures swaying and leering as they approached… Her head was spinning, and Zhang Yan closed her eyes again. She heard heavy breathing and felt the buttons on her clothes being undone one by one. The man was clearly very familiar with women, unbuttoning her clothes with practiced ease. A moment later, Zhang Yan felt a chill on her legs as her jeans, clinging tightly to her body, were slowly pulled down… Zhang Yan felt a terrible headache, and Zhai Jie's dialogue kept replaying in her mind. "In my heart, you're more important than my life..." ... "Yanzi, let's get married next year." ... "A-Jie, let's break up." "Huh!" "I said let's break up." "What's wrong, Yanzi?" "We've been arguing a lot lately. Don't you think we should try a different lifestyle?" "A-Jie, tonight I want you to love me..." ... "Yanzi, let's get married next year."

"In my heart, you are more important than my life...

"

...

Her head throbbed, feeling like it was about to explode. In her hazy state, Zhang Yan felt as if she had been stripped naked like a baby. Her legs were spread apart by the man's strong arms, her waist was lifted, and then something thick and hard pierced through her body...

The man's thrusts were so powerful, each one slamming into her vagina. Her vagina must be incredibly ecstatic, otherwise he wouldn't have let out such a heavy sigh of pleasure; her naked posture must have had devilish curves, her delicate face more beautiful than a holy angel, otherwise his eyes wouldn't have glowed red like a wolf's; her proud breasts must have been alluring and high, otherwise the man's teeth wouldn't have cruelly left marks on them...

Ah Jie, a figure seemed to be constantly swirling in her mind, Zhai Jie's image sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing...

Chapter 8 The Deep

Night At 11 p.m., Wen Yu drove an Audi A6 sedan on the somewhat deserted streets of Hailing City.

He was in a good mood; things went smoothly that evening, and he successfully cooperated with the police to thwart Long Zhan's gang's plan to seize the seized drugs. Meanwhile, Han Yafei's informant proved effective, discovering Fu Xue's kidnapping while tracking Long Zhan. Chen Kai had already successfully rescued Fu Xue and placed her in a nearby hotel. Han Yafei had just taken a taxi home and lent him her Audi to see Fu Xue. Wen Yu

parked the car in the courtyard of the Hanting Hotel, entered the elevator, and pressed the button for the fifth floor. A few minutes later, he stood at the door of room 502, took a deep breath, and gently knocked. For some reason, he felt quite nervous.

The door opened, and a graceful young woman appeared before him. Fu Xue looked somewhat haggard, but she couldn't hide her joy at seeing Wen Yu.

"You're here?"

"Yeah."

Wen Yu closed the door and followed Fu Xue into the room. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, thanks to you all, thank you Wen Yu."

"Why are you being so formal?"

Wen Yu leaned back on the sofa, rubbing his temples with both hands.

"Have some water."

Fu Xue handed him a glass of water and sat down beside him. "Was everything alright?"

"It went well."

Wen Yu straightened up and said with concern, "How could you be so careless? You almost got into big trouble."

"Don't mention it, it's all your fault. If you had come to the airport to see me off, I wouldn't have been kidnapped by those bad guys."

Fu Xue said, feigning anger, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone.

Wen Yu smiled; he felt particularly relaxed. He had only felt this way six years ago when he was with Xie Kaiya. Ever since his unpleasant parting with Fu Xue last night, he'd had a lingering unease. Hearing the news of Fu Xue's kidnapping sent his heart leaping into his throat. In that instant, he realized that this girl had unknowingly entered his heart. Six years... Kaiya, it's time to let go.

"What are you laughing at?"

Fu Xue asked softly, her crescent-shaped eyes fixed on Wen Yu's face with undisguised curiosity.

"I'm laughing at you for being unreasonable!"

Wen Yu said, scratching her small nose hard with his index finger. "You didn't tell me what time your flight was last night?"

Fu Xue's face flushed slightly, and she gently rubbed her nose, which had been scratched, and scolded, "Why are you doing that? So hard!"

"Once you know it hurts, you're not allowed to act like a child!"

Wen Yu said, standing up. "Alright, you must be very tired. Get some rest. I've already booked your ticket. I'll come pick you up first thing tomorrow morning."

"No, I won't let you leave."

Fu Xue remained seated.

"Miss, is there anything else?"

Wen Yu turned around and asked. "I'm very sleepy. Do you want me to stay here overnight?"

"You!"

Fu Xue's face turned red. "Why are you saying such harsh things?"

Wen Yu laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Didn't you stay in my room all night because you were injured?"

"Yeah, I was injured that night, so I was unconscious. But tonight I'm not injured, and I'm full of energy, aren't I?"

Wen Yu stared at Fu Xue's slightly flushed face and grinned mischievously.

"So what if you're full of energy..."

Fu Xue suddenly realized what he meant halfway through her sentence, her face turning even redder. She couldn't help but pinch Wen Yu's arm hard. "Dream on! Hurry up and leave!"

After saying that, Fu Xue pushed and shoved the laughing "bad man" to the door.

Wen Yu turned around, his smile vanishing, the "mischievousness" in his eyes disappearing, replaced by a strange tenderness and concern. "I booked a room right next to yours. I'll stay with you all night, so get some rest."

"Really?"

Fu Xue exclaimed in surprise, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "To be honest, I haven't had a good night's sleep these past few days. Thank you, Wen Yu."

"You're welcome."

Wen Yu turned away. "Goodnight!"

"Goodnight."

Fu Xue's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

At the Cat Bar in Hailing City, the bar wasn't very crowded at this hour, with only a few young couples scattered around the seats.

Zhai Jie sat alone in a corner, drinking alone, his eyes glazed over, a pile of empty beer bottles in front of him.

The bar owner, Jack, was a British exchange student and a friend of Zhai Jie's. He came out from behind the bar with two bottles of Pepsi and walked straight towards Zhai Jie.

"Jay?"

Jack greeted Zhai Jie in heavily accented Mandarin. "Looks like you've had a bit too much to drink tonight. Are you feeling down?"

"Jack,"

Zhai Jie slurred, raising his beer bottle. "Come on, have a couple of drinks with me."

"No."

Jack took the beer bottle and put it aside, handing him an opened Coke. "You can't drink anymore tonight, or you'll have to sleep here."

Zhai Jie laughed. "You underestimate me. How could I possibly get drunk from this little bit?" He

swayed as he stood up.

"Hi, be careful!"

Jack quickly went to help him.

"Let me help you."

A gentle female voice came from behind.

Jack turned around and exclaimed happily, "It's Yafei! Great! Jay's been drinking alone tonight, he needs a beautiful woman to keep him company. It's so good that you're here!"

"Jack, let me help him back to rest,"

Han Yafei said, stepping forward.

"Okay, okay, I don't know what's wrong with this guy, I've rarely seen him drink so much before."

...

Pushing open the door to the room, Zhai Jie broke free from Han Yafei's support and plopped down on the sofa, his eyes closed and breathing heavily.

Han Yafei silently poured a glass of hot water and handed it to Zhai Jie. "Brother Jie, I know you're not drunk. Have some water."

Zhai Jie slowly opened his eyes. Before him was a beautiful face, her clear, dark eyes slightly moist. Han Yafei's innocent gaze held a deep affection that made Zhai Jie unable to look directly at her, and he turned his face away.

"Yafei, it's late. Go back and rest."

"Brother Jie,"

Han Yafei's gentle gaze held a hint of resentment, "Just let me stay with you a little longer. There might not be another chance."

"What's wrong?"

Zhai Jie avoided Han Yafei's gaze, picked up the glass of water, and gulped down a large mouthful.

Han Yafei didn't speak. She stood up and sat beside Zhai Jie, crossing her long, slender legs clad in dark blue stockings, her gaze lingering on the delicate tips of her high heels.

Zhai Jie then noticed her unusual demeanor and asked with concern, "What happened?"

"Brother Jie, I'm leaving this city tomorrow. The organization has a new mission..."

"A new mission?"

Zhai Jie jolted, becoming alert. "Where to?"

"Longcheng,"

Han Yafei said calmly.

"Longcheng?"

Zhai Jie seemed struck a nerve, his voice rising. "What for? To go undercover like Zhang Yan? Impossible!"

"Brother Jie,"

Han Yafei looked at him helplessly, "This can't be changed. It's Nixon's order."

"I don't care whose order it is. I can't let you become the second Zhang Yan!" Zhai

Jie stood up from the sofa.

He seemed to want to do something but didn't know what to do, so he plopped back down, panting heavily.

Han Yafei remained silent, leaning gently on his shoulder. After a long while, waiting for Zhai Jie's breathing to calm down, she slowly said, "I know that Sister Yanzi's situation has been a huge blow to you. I will try my best to help her this time..."

"What kind of bullshit mission is this!"

Zhai Jie rudely interrupted Han Yafei. "Sending you over there as undercover agents is just to let those thugs abuse you!"

Han Yafei gently shook her head. "Brother Jie, we must all face one thing squarely: the organization's orders must never be disobeyed. Every member of the Hell Organization has suffered greatly at the hands of the underworld, some even losing their families. We have all sworn an oath of unconditional loyalty to the organization, even at the cost of our lives. Because in this world where there is not a glimmer of light, the organization is the only hope."

Zhai Jie sighed deeply and lowered his head in silence.

"Besides, we have no other choice. You know how ruthless the organization's discipline is. If we disobey orders, the Four Protectors of Demons and Monsters won't let us off the hook."

Han Yafei slowly removed her head from Zhai Jie's shoulder, staring intently at the strong curves of his face. Her slender, fair right hand trembled as she touched his cheek, her voice, usually soft as raindrops, now choked with emotion. "Brother Jie, Yafei has something to ask you..."

"Go ahead..."

Zhai Jie opened his reddened eyes, his voice becoming hoarse and gentle.

"I..."

Han Yafei hesitated, then lowered her head, her face flushed. After a long while, she finally raised her head and said with difficulty, "This mission will be very difficult, maybe... I haven't been with a man yet, I don't want to... Brother Jie, you know what I want to say."

"This."

Zhai Jie's mouth dropped open in surprise, but he quickly realized what she meant and shook his head like a rattle-drum. "No, you can't do this. Listen to me, Yafei, you must protect yourself. I believe you can do it..."

Seeing Zhai Jie's flustered excuses and comforting words, Han Yafei was speechless and withdrew her right hand as if she had been electrocuted. She stood up awkwardly with a flushed face. "I, I'm sorry, I have to go now."

"Yafei..."

Facing Han Yafei's departure, Zhai Jie seemed to be nailed to the sofa, just staring blankly at her slender back until the security door slammed shut, leaving him alone in the living room.

The night was deep, and Han Yafei walked dejectedly down the street, tears streaming down her face. A cool breeze swept by, a few strands of hair brushing against her beautiful face, her skirt fluttering. Han Yafei couldn't help but hug her arms tightly; a chill ran down her spine from her feet, and she shivered involuntarily. A yellow-green taxi slowly approached her in the distance…

Inside the room, Zhai Jie was extremely agitated. He paced frantically back and forth like a lost beast, finally collapsing onto the sofa, panting heavily, and hysterically pointing at the ceiling, shouting, “Zhai Jie, you're a useless thing! You can't protect anyone! You're utterly useless! Why don't you just die!”

Just then, the phone on the coffee table rang.

“Hello? Who is this!”

Zhai Jie picked up the phone and yelled.

"Brother Jie, it's me, Ahui."

"Ahui."

Zhai Jie's voice calmed down. "How did things go?"

"The sample has been taken by Jiang Hao, but I don't understand, Brother Jie. Your actions this time are very different from before. Jiang Hao is the most despicable thug in Hailing City. Why did you do this?"

"Don't ask now, Ahui. I'll tell you later."

After hanging up Ahui's phone, Zhai Jie started calling Han Yafei, but the receiver kept playing the message, "The number you dialed is currently switched off." ...

A taxi sped along a secluded street.

"Brother Hao, this chick is really tough..."

In the back seat, a young man with a middle parting and another companion were trying their best to restrain a girl in a gray-blue business suit. The girl struggled desperately, leaving a scratch on the young man's face.

"Useless, Anping, pull over!"

A man with a very short buzz cut in the passenger seat growled.

"Yes, Brother Hao."

Anping's voice trembled as he pulled the taxi over to the side of the road.

Jiang Hao flung open the back door. "A-Zhi, you sit in the back. A-Can, you sit in the front. Let me handle her!"

Han Yafei lay panting on her side in the back seat, her slender white wrists gripped tightly by the two young men. Her hair, pulled back from her head, was slightly disheveled from her violent struggle. Two buttons on her blouse were torn off, and her full breasts heaved beneath the white shirt.

"Yes, Brother Hao. Things went smoothly tonight, and we met such a beautiful woman. We're in for a treat."

The two young men obeyed Jiang Hao's every word and quickly got out of the car through the two doors. Han Yafei straightened up and desperately tried to follow, but the doors blocked her from getting out.

"Let me out!"

she cried desperately, pounding on the closed car window. The forceful dragging had left her dizzy and breathless. She turned around in horror to see the burly man entering through another door. A long scar made Jiang Hao's already fierce face look even more grotesque.

"Little lawyer, good,"

Jiang Hao grinned, looking at Han Yafei's name tag. "I only like classy bitches!"

"You bastard!"

Amidst Han Yafei's tearful screams, Jiang Hao's two powerful hands reached out like a ghost and groped her chest. Han Yafei felt a chill on her chest and cried out in alarm. Her black lace bra had fallen into the hands of this repulsive man in the blink of an eye.

"You!"

Jiang Hao lewdly said, his rough right hand kneading the soft, smooth bra. "Not bad material, but I bet your breasts are even better, hahaha!"

Before his laughter subsided, Jiang Hao's tall figure suddenly lunged at Han Yafei, who was cowering to the side, grabbing a lock of her hair from behind her head.

"Ah..."

Han Yafei let out a piercing scream.

An Ping, who was driving in front, couldn't help but turn around. The fierce Jiang Hao cruelly tore at the girl's hair, pulling her up. His right hand ripped open her snow-white shirt with lightning speed, and his iron-like hands fiercely grabbed her snow-white breasts, gritting his teeth and squeezing the girl's most sensitive and vulnerable breasts, twisting them violently.

The intense pain left Han Yafei speechless with grief. When Jiang Hao's fist, the size of a vinegar jar, struck her abdomen, her entire body went numb and she collapsed onto the seat. Her graceful figure trembled slightly as if electrocuted, and she no longer had any intention of struggling.

"Good!"

Ah Can, sitting in front, whistled as he looked at Han Yafei's empty eyes and limp body. "Brother Hao is amazing! He conquered this pretty little hottie in less than half a minute!"

"The best is yet to come!"

Jiang Hao slightly moved Han Yafei's motionless body, scissor-like slicing of her two long, straight, beautiful legs that were pressing against his thighs across his thick waist. He pulled out his already throbbing penis from his crotch, wrapped his arms around Han Yafei's slender waist, pulled her alluring, voluptuous body towards him, and reached under her skirt. After a few tearing sounds, Jiang Hao let out an excited cry, "She's a virgin!"

"Really?"

Ah Can stared with reddened eyes, swallowing hard.

"Damn it, of course it's real!"

Jiang Hao lunged forward, his thick, heavy body pinning Han Yafei down. His penis, protruding from the hole in her stockings, pressed tightly against the mysterious slit of her lower body along the edge of her black lace panties.

"Sis, tonight I'll deflower you! Haha."

Jiang Hao lewdly licked Han Yafei's terrified face with his large tongue, then thrust his hips forward...

"Ugh..."

Han Yafei's body jolted violently, feeling as if a thick, hard rod had suddenly pierced through her. The intense pain forced a shrill scream from her throat, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, blurring her already numb vision.

**********

At midnight, Ye Long's phone rang.

"Your men have gotten what you wanted. Now you should release Zhang Yan and her mother."

"Zhai Jie, I think you've lost your mind. I remember the terms we agreed on were to temporarily refrain from harming them, not to release them!"

Ye Long said calmly.

"What do you want in return for releasing them?"

"What's the rush? I'll keep my promise and not touch them for now. Wait until you have enough leverage to redeem them!"

"What else do you want me to do for you? Tell me!"

"I haven't thought of anything yet, but I will. Just wait patiently for orders. If you overstep any boundaries, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

...

The call ended. Zhai Jie felt his head buzzing. He knew that during every mission, there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him from the shadows, eyes that belonged to the Hell Organization. If his involvement in obtaining drug samples for Black Fiend was discovered, he didn't know if he would ever have another chance to help Zhang Yan escape. Thinking of this, Zhai Jie slammed his fist hard on the sofa. The

yellow

-green taxi continued speeding along the road, but for Han Yafei, trapped in this hellish abyss, the nightmare had only just begun.

Jiang Hao straddled her, his plump buttocks pressing firmly against one of her long, shapely thighs, while his other leg, still clad in dark blue stockings, was hoisted onto his shoulder. Han Yafei lay on her side on the back seat, Jiang Hao's thick, long penis slowly and powerfully thrusting in and out of her tender vulva.

As he thrust, Jiang Hao tore at Han Yafei's already ripped pantyhose, soon exposing her round, snow-white buttocks to the air. He grabbed and caressed the girl's full buttocks with one hand, while the other played with Han Yafei's small feet, still clad in high heels.

"Brother Hao, how does it feel to be a virgin?"

Ah Can in the front seat asked enviously, his eyes practically popping out of his head.

"Tight and extremely elastic,"

Jiang Hao commented casually. "While this girl might not be the absolute best, she's certainly among the most beautiful. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a sexy and graceful figure, and her vagina is incredibly elastic. The intricate twists and turns inside her are absolutely intoxicating to men..."

The vulgar language Jiang Hao used in his evaluation was something Han Yafei had never heard before. Humiliated tears welled up again from her tightly closed eyes. She instinctively struggled with all her might, but Jiang Hao's beating had left her aching all over, as if her bones were broken, rendering her powerless to resist. Her few feeble twists were quickly and easily subdued by Jiang Hao.

"Brother Hao, this girl's chest is heaving quite a bit, looks like she hasn't completely given in yet."

"I'll make her completely give in!"

Jiang Hao said, removing Han Yafei's right high heel. He sniffed the delicate shoe a few times like he was smoking opium before tossing it to A-Can. He grabbed Han Yafei's slender ankle with one hand and her delicate instep with the other, then suddenly twisted it...

"Ah..."

Han Yafei screamed as Jiang Hao dislocated her right foot. Han Yafei's right leg, held in Jiang Hao's hand, convulsed uncontrollably, beads of sweat seeping from her pale face.

"When a woman is in intense pain, the tender flesh inside her vagina contracts forcefully, wow, so comfortable!"

Jiang Hao's ferocious face showed a look of ecstasy. He thrust his hips forward, his astonishingly long penis breaking through the vaginal barrier and slamming into the clitoris at the end of Han Yafei's vagina...

"Uh..."

Han Yafei's body trembled, and she involuntarily let out a scream. The sudden thrust of his penis caused an extremely intense stimulation to her sensitive body, a sensation that even overshadowed the pain in her feet.

Jiang Hao pulled his penis, stained with virgin blood and bodily fluids, out of Han Yafei's body. His right hand released her, and Han Yafei collapsed onto the back sofa, convulsing uncontrollably.

Jiang Hao grabbed the hem of her skirt and ripped it open, the skirt splitting at Yafei's waist and hanging precariously between her legs, revealing her beautiful, white waist and hips. Next to suffer was her white blouse; under Jiang Hao's forceful tearing, the blouse quickly fell to pieces, barely covering its wearer and losing all function of modesty.

Jiang Hao breathed into Han Yafei's ear, "Little bitch, I'll soon make you more obedient than the lowest prostitute!"

The chilling tone of his words sent a shiver down Han Yafei's spine. Before he could finish speaking, a searing pain shot through the back of her head. Jiang Hao grabbed Han Yafei's hair and violently flipped her over.

*Slap! Slap!* Jiang Hao's large hand slapped Han Yafei's delicate face hard. Han Yafei groaned twice, her eyes snapping open as she lay motionless in the chair.

"To conquer a fierce woman, the first step is to beat her, to completely crush her will to resist."

As Jiang Hao spoke, he slipped his right hand between Han Yafei's wide-open legs, wantonly caressing her genitals. Han Yafei, as expected, showed no reaction whatsoever; her delicate body didn't even flinch.

"Without the will to resist, she's completely given up on herself, allowing you to do as you please. Her body offers no resistance to sexual assault. Now it's time to completely conquer her flesh."

With that, Jiang Hao flipped Han Yafei's slender body over, making her lie face down on the seat, her snow-white buttocks directly facing his unsatisfied, erect penis.

*Thud!* His penis plunged deep into her already lubricated vagina. Jiang Hao let out a long, satisfying breath and began to thrust powerfully into her snow-white buttocks, slowly but forcefully.

"With a virgin, you can't rush things, because virgins subconsciously have some resistance to sex. You must have ample foreplay, slowly igniting her thirsty body."

Jiang Hao patiently explained to the already burning-with-lust Ah Can, like a teacher.

"A virgin's vagina is very tight, so even slow movements will still give her intense sexual stimulation."

Ah-Can was filled with admiration for Jiang Hao's skill in controlling women. He clearly saw that under Jiang Hao's slow, powerful thrusts, Han Yafei's seemingly unconscious, snow-white body began to react. Her breathing became increasingly rapid, and the rise and fall of her delicate, full back became more and more pronounced.

"Brother Hao, you're amazing! She's reacting! What's the next step?"

Ah-Can asked eagerly.

Jiang Hao didn't answer him. He reached out and grabbed Han Yafei's right foot, which had been dislocated, and unexpectedly put it back in place. The beautiful foot, clad in stockings, trembled and regained its freedom.

"The next step is to make her feel good,"

Jiang Hao said. "Why do some women fall in love with the man who took their virginity after being raped, while others hate him to the core? The main difference lies in whether or not he truly brought them pleasure."

"So, according to you, this girl will fall in love with you, Brother Hao?"

As they talked, Jiang Hao slowly increased the speed of his thrusting. He adjusted his position, pressing his hands against Han Yafei's buttocks and beginning to make piston-like movements faster and faster.

At this moment, Han Yafei's consciousness gradually became blurred. Her wrists were held down by Jiang Hao, and his hard penis felt like a red-hot iron, wantonly violating her body. Although the man's words made her feel ashamed and angry, and although she desperately resisted, her youthful and fiery body could not withstand such intense stimulation. Han Yafei desperately felt a torrent of desire surging higher and higher, almost completely engulfing her...

The painful writhing of her snow-white body, the powerful and domineering conquest... The scenes before her eyes made Ah Can feel as if his whole body was on fire, and unconsciously, some sticky stuff flowed out of his nostrils.

"Ah..."

Her rapid breathing coalesced into a desperate cry. Han Yafei's burning body began to tremble slightly. The man's penis, like a giant python, relentlessly spewed flames, waves of heat spreading from her vagina throughout her body, igniting her desire.

"Brother Hao, this girl seems to be about to climax!"

Jiang Hao released Han Yafei's hands, grabbed her slender waist, forcing her to kneel on the seat, and thrust his hips wildly...

"Ah...no...ah..."

Han Yafei was violently shaken by the thrusting, her sexy body beginning to spasm erratically.

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, his penis growing even larger, and thrust it deep into Han Yafei's secret passage. With a scream from Han Yafei, he suddenly pulled out, his thick arms reaching towards her knees, quickly lifting her up and abruptly spreading her legs. The whole process was so fast that no one present could react in time. Han Yafei was now in his arms, legs spread wide, her vulva completely exposed.

Han Yafei's body trembled violently, and amidst humiliated sobs, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her vagina, followed by another. The love juice dripped onto the car seat, some even splashing onto the face of the stunned A-Can.

"That's amazing!"

A-Can exclaimed, wiping his nosebleed.

With a "smack," Jiang Hao threw Han Yafei onto the seat. "You slut, you looked so innocent, now you know how wanton you are, hahaha!"

He lewdly stared at her limp, convulsing, alluring body and pounced on her again… 01-15
Chapter 09 Return to Dragon City

At four o'clock in the morning, Zhai Jie's phone rang.

Zhai Jie turned on the desk lamp, picked up the phone, "Hello, who is this?"

"You were sleeping quite well, taking so long to answer the phone."

A rough male voice came from the other end of the line.

"You are..."

"There are two things I must thank you for. One is the sample you provided last night..."

"Are you Jiang Hao?"

"Yes, an old friend."

"Who's your friend? If you have something to say, say it; otherwise, I'm hanging up!"

Zhai Jie said irritably.

"Wait, I haven't finished yet. You'll definitely be interested in the second thing. Thank you for the virgin you offered..."

"What?"

Zhai Jie thought he misheard. "Are you crazy?!"

"Hehe, I'm not only not crazy, but I also had a great time. It's at Warehouse No. 3, 1260 East Suburb 8th Road. If you're late, you'll be food for the wild dogs."

Jiang Hao hung up the phone after saying that.

"Hello."

Hearing the dial tone and seeing Han Yafei's number on his phone, Zhai Jie's head buzzed.

Twenty minutes later, Zhai Jie rushed to Warehouse No. 3 in the eastern suburbs. The warehouse door was wide open, and he immediately rushed inside, feeling for a switch on the wall. It was a spacious, dilapidated warehouse. In the center was an empty black leather mat, damp and reeking of the sour smell of male semen. Torn pieces of women's clothing and stockings were scattered all over the floor, but there was no one in sight.

"Yafei! Where are you?"

Zhai Jie shouted hysterically, "Jiang Hao! Get out here!"

Only the echo from the empty walls answered him.

An Ping stared blankly at the snow-white, naked girl on the bed. It was a sexy body with a devilishly beautiful curve that could make any man's nose bleed. Her fair skin was covered with bruises of varying shades and sizes, showing that she had just been cruelly violated. Even in her unconscious state, the girl's face was still charming and lovely. Although he had only seen her for a few hours, in An Ping's mind, the girl was a sacred goddess in his life.

Just now in the bathroom, Anping, with trembling hands, carefully wiped the stains from the unconscious girl's body. He could hardly believe he had the chance to clean the body of such a beautiful girl. And just moments before, he and she had shared the most painful period of their lives; the girl had been cruelly ravaged and abused by ravenous men, and Anping had watched helplessly as his favorite, delicate flower was brutally torn apart…

"No…no…"

Han Yafei pleaded in agony, her words weak and pitiful.

The bright white light, the sight of her naked body lying on a black leather mat, surrounded by naked men, each with a disgusting erection, and the unrestrained, lewd laughter all around her made her feel dizzy…

One by one, the men lined up to brutally thrust their penises into her snow-white body. She struggled and cried out, but there was no one to answer her cries. The warehouse in the desolate wilderness had become a paradise of thuggish desires, a hell of agony for Han Yafei.

The men's dirty, smelly feet stomped hard on her tender, full breasts, kneading them forcefully. Their rough, smelly penises brutally penetrated her smooth, rosy lips. Her vagina and anus were filled with the filthy genitals thrusting wildly. She felt as if her body was being torn apart, as if she had fallen into the abyss of hell...

"Ah! No, please... ah..."

Han Yafei suddenly sat up, as if she had just experienced a nightmare, her whole body drenched in sweat.

"You're awake?"

A weak voice came from beside the bed.

"Ah..."

Han Yafei screamed and quickly bent her legs, pulling the blanket over herself. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man with an ugly face and a cowardly expression. She recognized him; it was the driver from the taxi that had brought her nightmares.

"You, don't come any closer!"

Han Yafei huddled under the covers like a frightened little bird.

"Don't be nervous." Anping waved his hands frantically, two obvious tear tracks hidden at the corners of his eyes .

"Don't be nervous, I'm different from them. I didn't violate you. You should rest well, I'll go out now..." Watching the man's ugly but loving face disappear through the crack in the door , Han Yafei's vision went black, and she fainted again. ********** ... "Oh?" Wen Yu grinned mischievously, a hint of lust in his eyes. "So I can look all I want? Great!" "Get lost, what are you thinking?" Fu Xue glared at him. "I'm all dressed up, what's there to be afraid of?" "You are dressed up, but it's easy to make people's imaginations run wild." Wen Yu's eyes never left Fu Xue's slender body, encased in her tight-fitting pajamas. "What are you looking at?" Fu Xue glared at him. "Never seen a beautiful woman before?" "Never seen such a lazy beauty. Look at the time! I told you I have to catch a flight today." Wen Yu pointed to the clock on the wall. Fu Xue smiled shyly. "I slept too soundly last night. I'll be fine in a bit. Brother Wen Yu, I need to change. Are you going to the bathroom or going back to your room?" "I'm not going anywhere." Wen Yu sat down on the bed with his arms crossed. "Don't be unreasonable, okay?" Fu Xue's pretty face flushed slightly, her complexion like a peach blossom. "Alright then." Wen Yu stood up and walked towards the door. "I'd better go back to my room, lest I can't help but rush out of the bathroom to peek." "Get lost, you old lecher." Fu Xue said coquettishly. "Are you kidding me? I'm only thirty." Wen Yu turned around and complained. "Hehe, hurry up and go out, uncle!" Fu Xue laughed so hard she bent over. ... An hour later, Wen Yu took Fu Xue to the airport. "I had someone check it out beforehand, the airport is safe today." Wen Yu handed the suitcase to Fu Xue. Fu Xue lowered her head and remained silent. "Miss, the plane is about to take off!" Wen Yu put his hands on Fu Xue's shoulders. "Call me when you get back to City A." "Okay." Fu Xue looked up, a slight smile on her face, her eyes sparkling. "When are you going back?" "It's hard to say right now. I'll go back as soon as I'm done with my business." "Don't forget to call me when you get back. I'll treat you to a meal to thank you!" "Just treating me to a meal isn't enough. " "Then what else do you want?" "I'll tell you later." "Don't get your hopes up too high. You'll be disappointed." After saying that, Fu Xue turned and walked towards the boarding gate. Wen Yu chuckled and waved goodbye to her retreating figure. The girl in front of him made him feel comforted, like a ray of sunshine in his life, slowly soothing the wounds in his heart, a warm feeling. After a few steps, Fu Xue turned back again. Her previous radiant smile was now filled with sorrow, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, and tears wet her beautiful crescent-shaped eyes. "Fu Xue..." Fu Xue suddenly dropped her suitcase, appearing before Wen Yu like a fragrant breeze. She threw herself into his arms, tightly closing her tearful eyes. "It's dangerous here... please be careful..." "I know." Wen Yu hugged her soft shoulders, breathing in the sweet air and savoring Fu Xue's unique fragrance. For a moment, his eyes seemed to well up with tears... A City Police Station. Shi Ting opened her laptop, preparing to organize the reports for several recent cases. A brief text message notification sounded. She picked up her phone and saw a slight smile finally bloom on her beautiful face, which had been tense for days. The text message was sent by Fu Xue before she boarded the plane. The plane would take off in ten minutes and arrive at A City International Airport in about an hour. Shiting breathed a sigh of relief. Since Fu Xue's disappearance, one bad thing after another had happened. Following the street bombing and Director Fu's coma, which rendered him unable to perform his duties, what made her even more dizzy was that Li Yunlong, who had been under investigation, had returned to the police station as the acting deputy director. Moreover, he had recalled Hu Tie and Wang Hui, who had been dismissed from the police station for serious disciplinary violations, to the criminal investigation team. Today, the new director of the Public Security Bureau took office, but his identity remained a mystery. Fu Xue's safe return undoubtedly brought some comfort to her already weary heart, which was her biggest worry. Since Li Yunlong's return to the police station, Shiting had not had any direct contact with him. She even canceled all the meetings that Li Yunlong chaired. Shiting checked her watch, picked up the landline, and dialed the number of the director's secretary, Yuan Yuan. "Hello?" "Yuan Yuan, this is Shi Ting." "Sister Ting, is there something you need?" "I have an urgent matter to attend to. Could you ask for leave for me after the new director arrives?" "This... okay." Shi Ting tidied up her things on the table, picked up her purse, and walked towards the door. Just as she opened the office door, she gasped softly and stepped back. "What are you doing standing here!" Shi Ting stared at Li Yunlong standing in the doorway and questioned him, her full breasts heaving with surprise and anger.

Li Yunlong strolled in leisurely, closing the door behind him. The days of investigation by the Discipline Inspection Commission hadn't made him look haggard; in fact, he seemed to have gained some weight.

"Where are you going?"

Li Yunlong didn't answer Shi Ting's question, but sat down on the sofa.

"I have some personal matters to attend to. There's no need to report the details to the leader, is there?"

Shi Ting looked out the window, dismissing him with disdain.

"Wrong. I'm your superior now, and it's my responsibility to care about your life. Besides, today is the new director's first day at work, and you've taken leave without reason. Your attitude is rather improper."

Li Yunlong said sarcastically.

"Are you done?"

Shi Ting glanced at Li Yunlong.

"Oh my, beautiful lady's eyes are still so captivating, but your expression is off. It's like you've seen a pile of shit. Am I that repulsive?"

Li Yunlong stood up and slowly walked towards Shi Ting.

Shiting felt there was no point in continuing the argument, so she casually said, "Then I'll trouble Director Li to lock the door for me."

She then walked out of the office.

Li Yunlong stopped, his eyes fixed on the policewoman's graceful figure, the slightly swaying police skirt, and her beautiful legs moving gracefully outside the skirt. A fierce, greedy glint gradually appeared in his eyes.

A large Airbus plane pierced the clouds and slowly descended from the sky. Fu Xue, dragging her suitcase, hurried towards the exit of the departure hall with the crowd. Her eyes searched through the waiting crowd and soon spotted Shiting in her police uniform waving at her…

"Xue…"

Shiting's eyes glistened with tears.

Fu Xue dropped her suitcase and embraced her.

Two stunningly beautiful young women embraced in the hall, causing a stir among the crowd. Their beauty was breathtaking; their figures, their attire, their very presence—they were like two vibrant red roses, each one enough to captivate. The sight of them, both vying for attention and weeping in each other's arms, drew the attention of many men who wanted to get a closer look.

"Alright, Fu Xue, a lot of people are watching,"

Shi Ting patted Fu Xue's shoulder.

Fu Xue opened her tearful eyes and realized she was surrounded by inquiring gazes. Embarrassed, she forced a smile through her tears. Shi Ting helped her pick up her suitcase, and the two quickly walked away hand in hand.

"Are you alright that night?"

Fu Xue asked, remembering how Shi Ting had risked her life to save her on that rainy night they parted.

"I'm fine, it's a long story. Let's hurry to the hospital to see Uncle Fu,"

Shi Ting said, gripping her suitcase tightly and quickening her pace.

"What happened to my dad?"

Fu Xue's expression immediately tightened. ...

An hour later, the two arrived at Fu Peng's ward at Xiehe Hospital in City A. Fu Xue saw Fu Peng, who was unconscious, and her mother, Su Rong, who looked much older than before.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Fu Xue gently stroked Fu Peng's face with her slender hand, her lips trembling.

"Uncle Fu is not in immediate danger, but we don't know when he will wake up."

"Xue'er, you're finally back..."

"Mom!"

Fu Xue was shocked to see that her mother, who had been so young not long ago, had turned white-haired almost overnight. "Your hair..."

"Xue'er!"

The mother and daughter embraced and wept bitterly. Shi Ting's nose tingled, and she quietly left the ward. After giving a few instructions to the plainclothes police officers who were guarding the door 24 hours a day, she left.

After leaving the hospital, Shi Ting drove straight to the police station.

Like every new police chief, there was a marathon-like plenary meeting first. The new police chief's name was Xing Qin, a middle-aged man around forty years old. When Shiting first saw him, her heart skipped a beat. Although he was strong, handsome, and sophisticated, behind his eagle-like eyes lay a sinister, almost imperceptible, domineering aura that sent chills down her spine. This feeling was especially acute for Shiting; it was as if she had seen him somewhere before.

According to Li Yunlong, Xing Qin was a former member of Interpol, a deputy director-level police officer, and a renowned international anti-drug officer. Shiting had heard of him before. What surprised Shiting even more was that at the first plenary meeting he chaired that day, Xing Qin did not harshly criticize the casualties that had occurred in recent operations, but rather showed full understanding. This was no easy feat.

The large number of casualties, especially the horrific May 18th street attack caused by Lei Wei, had severely damaged the police department's reputation among the public. The higher authorities were furious, and the department's leadership had been unable to hold their heads high because of it.

Xing Qin's statement was undoubtedly an affirmation of the bureau's work during this period, especially a certain degree of recognition of the work of his predecessor, Director Fu. This gave him a very good first impression in most people's minds. Just like for someone who has suffered a lot of grievances, understanding is always the best gift.

While moved, Shi Ting felt that Director Xing's approach was extremely clever.

After the morning meeting, the afternoon was dedicated to work reports from the bureau's middle and senior management, continuing until dark. Shi Ting declined the welcome dinner for the new director that evening and instead drove to Xiehe Hospital.

Fu Xue had spent the afternoon shedding tears of regret and self-blame, and her mood remained low. Her mother, Su Rong, however, seemed much relieved to see her daughter safe and sound.

When Shi Ting entered the ward, Fu Xue was still sitting by her father's bedside, holding his hands and silently weeping.

"Auntie, how is she?"

Shi Ting asked softly.

Su Rong shook her head and turned to Fu Xue, saying, "Xue'er, Tingting has come to see you."

Fu Xue didn't turn around. "Was it Lei Wei who did it? Mom wouldn't tell me anything all afternoon. Shiting, you said I implicated my father, right?"

"Fu Xue, listen to me, this isn't your fault..."

Shiting said, walking over.

"I just want to know, did Lei Wei do this to my father?"

"Yes, many people died that day, many innocent citizens, and Zhang Qiang, an officer from the bureau, also sacrificed his life."

Fu Xue raised her head, her beautiful eyes already red from crying, her gaze filled with an unprecedented determination and fierceness.

"Fu Xue, let Auntie stay with Uncle Fu, I'll go out with you to get something to eat."

Shiting sat down beside Fu Xue and gently pulled her arm.

"Yes, Xue'er, going out for a walk will make you feel better."

Su Rong said with heartache.

The night breeze was warm, and spring was in full bloom on both sides of the street. Shiting quietly accompanied Fu Xue as they walked along the street. She was slightly taller than Fu Xue, and the two walked side by side, looking like two beautiful sisters from a distance.

"Fu Xue,"

Shi Ting broke the silence, "Do you remember the 'Little Raindrop' café?" "

I remember,"

Fu Xue replied expressionlessly.

Shi Ting sighed, "I remember we loved going there for coffee when we were little. The couple who owned the café later had a lovely daughter, and they even named her after the café."

"It's probably gone now, isn't it?"

"Yes, but it shouldn't have disappeared. Tianyu Group forcibly seized that land. I remember around that time, actually just a month ago, I saw you on TV speaking out for justice, making Qian Gang, the chairman of Tianyu Group, look ashamed at the press conference."

"Shiting, stop talking."

"Fu Xue..."

"Please, stop talking!"

"I'm sorry, Shiting, can I be alone for a while?"

"Okay then."

Shiting's face showed a bleak smile, "Don't forget to go home, okay?" Shiting

stopped by the roadside, watching Fu Xue's back gradually walk away. Her heart felt as cold as if it had fallen into an ice cave. After so many days, she had finally waited for Fu Xue to return safely, but she didn't expect her to be so depressed. But she couldn't be blamed. A girl who was only 21 years old had so many disasters happen to her in just a few days. Anyone in her shoes might not be able to bear such pressure.

Chapter 10 A Different Kind of Rape

Shi Ting called two detectives at the station, arranging for them to track and protect Fu Xue. She then took a taxi back to the police station. Many busy tasks awaited her; tracking down Lei Wei, the culprit who assaulted Director Fu, became her top priority at this stage.

In the bar, Fu Xue hid alone in a corner, holding a glass of red wine. Her beautiful, crescent-shaped eyes, hazy with intoxication, stared blankly at the wine in her glass. She had been in this bar for over two hours. It was Saturday, and the background music was upbeat. In the middle of the bar was a small dance floor where many couples were dancing hand in hand. However, it was as if an invisible glass wall separated the lively and vibrant atmosphere of the bar from Fu Xue.

Her mind was blank, only occasionally flashing back to the harrowing scenes of the past few days. A careful observer could easily sense the pain and loneliness in her fluctuating gaze.

Ye Long had been patiently following the girl, from the moment Fu Xue and Shi Ting separated, to when he discovered she was being followed by Lei Wei, and then to Lei Wei cleanly and efficiently dealing with the two detectives assigned to protect Fu Xue. Fu Xue, half-drunk and half-awake in the bar, remained completely unaware of all this. It wasn't

until Lei Wei carried the unconscious Fu Xue out of the bar that Ye Long finally appeared, blocking his path.

"It's you?"

"It's me."

"What do you want!"

"Lei Wei, I actually knew where you were hiding a long time ago. If I wanted you dead, you wouldn't be alive today."

"Then what do you want?"

"Leave this girl here."

"Why should I? What if I don't?"

"Do you think you're my match? If you want to survive, you'd better follow my orders. I'll make your wish come true."

...

Ye Long carried Fu Xue into the SUV. He carefully examined the pretty girl in his arms: black stockings, long, straight legs, and black high heels. Her black coat was open, revealing a white slip dress underneath. "She's top-notch," Ye Long thought to himself.

A dozen minutes later, Ye Long's car stopped in front of a nightclub. The waiter wasn't surprised to see the tall man carrying a slender, attractive young woman; in fact, this kind of thing happened almost every day at this nightclub.

"Sir, may I ask who you are?"

"Don't you even recognize me?"

Ye Long removed his blindfold.

The waiter's face changed color. ...

Fu Xue frowned and slowly opened her eyes in pain, finding herself lying on a large fabric sofa. She could clearly feel a pair of large hands caressing her thighs! Looking up, she saw a muscular man wearing an blindfold. His tall, strong physique and the cold, domineering gaze emanating from his eyes made him seem like a gigantic lion, almost instilling despair in any prey that fell into his grasp. She wanted to scream, but the sound she made was so faint that she couldn't even hear it herself.

Fu Xue felt weak and sore all over, incredibly hot, her arms and legs so limp she couldn't even muster the strength to push the man's arm away. "Who are you?"

"I'm the one who rescued you from Lei Wei,"

Ye Long said.

Fu Xue then remembered that she seemed to have been knocked unconscious from behind in the bar; it turned out that person was Lei Wei.

"Don't touch me?"

Fu Xue struggled weakly.

Ye Long pulled Fu Xue into his arms, his left hand slipping between her legs, slowly caressing the girl's private parts through her silky pantyhose. "Only I can avenge you and your father. Only by killing Lei Wei can your family be safe, but there will be a price. You must willingly become my woman."

Fu Xue's mind went blank. Lei Wei, the devil she hated so much, had almost kidnapped her again tonight. If he were still alive, her father and mother might fall victim to his cruelty again at any time. The man who had taken liberties with her had so easily snatched her away from Lei Wei…

It seemed he truly possessed the power to protect her and her family. But how could she possibly submit to a stranger like this? How could she ever face Wen Yu again? But if he truly wanted to possess her tonight, what was the point of resistance? Thinking of this, Fu Xue couldn't help but close her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

Ye Long grinned. He could see that the girl before him was not only exceptionally beautiful but also incredibly intelligent. Although he was surrounded by beautiful women, how could he, with his hormones raging, let go of such a tempting prey? Without saying anything more, Ye Long skillfully removed Fu Xue's coat. One hand circled her neck, kneading her full breasts through her thin underskirt, while the other reached under her skirt, tearing open her black stockings and pulling out her silk hot pants. Throughout the entire process, Fu Xue's body showed no obvious resistance, except for occasional uncontrollable tremors.

Fu Xue remained motionless, allowing him to grope her. Her clothes disheveled, she was laid flat on the sofa until a hard object pressed against her exposed vulva.

"Wait..."

"What is it?"

"If you can really rid society of this demon Lei Wei, I'm willing to agree to your conditions, but can you give me some time, let me go tonight... okay?"

Fu Xue's voice trembled with pleading.

"For society?"

Ye Long didn't continue, his buttocks slightly pausing as he prepared to thrust.

"Ah, no?"

Fu Xue suddenly twisted her body, her legs trembling and tightly clamped together. "Listen to me first, okay?"

Ye Long easily spread Fu Xue's legs wide apart with both hands, her snow-white thighs and pink vulva once again completely exposed to the light. He gently tugged at the sparse pubic hair in the girl's triangle area with his right hand, his eyes coldly fixed on Fu Xue's tense face.

Meeting Ye Long's gaze, Fu Xue couldn't help but shiver, sobbing softly, "Please..."

"You should thank me. I can help you get revenge and give you amazing pleasure. Soon you'll be my woman, and even if I try to kick you out, you won't leave..."

"No,"

Fu Xue interrupted him. "Forced love is never sweet. If it's not my will, even if you get my body, you won't find true happiness. If I'm not mistaken, you're never short of women. Don't you find it a little boring, always like this?"

"Haha..."

Ye Long laughed heartily, "Well done, Fu Xue. I'll bet you, if I don't completely tame your body tonight, I'll never look for you again, and I'll even help you get rid of Lei Wei." "

You..."

Ye Long ignored Fu Xue's resistance, pinning her body firmly to the sofa. With a slight exertion, his glans slowly parted Fu Xue's tight vagina and gradually penetrated it. He breathed a sigh of relief, fully enjoying the alluring warmth and powerful embrace of the girl's vagina. The tender flesh elastically pressed against his penis, while his shaft grew thicker and thicker as if it had taken an aphrodisiac, relentlessly squeezing the tender flesh of the vagina, firmly parting and splitting, reaching the depths of the secret passage amidst the girl's cries.

"Your little cunt is very elastic, squeezing my cock feels very good."

Ye Long said, grabbing Fu Xue's inner thighs and slamming her buttocks hard.

"Ah!"

Fu Xue screamed, feeling as if her vagina was about to burst, her full breasts heaving nervously, her eyes filled with deep terror. In front of the

Black

Cat Nightclub in Hailing City, several flamboyantly dressed hostesses helped five or six young men stagger out of the door.

"Brother Hao, where are we going for a late-night snack?"

a girl with wine-red hair asked in a coquettish voice, clinging to Jiang Hao's arm.

"Screw you, let's go back to sleep!"

Jiang Hao retorted, his breath reeking of alcohol in the girl's face. His words elicited a chorus of jeers and sharp whistles.

"Follow Brother Hao, you'll have a blast, hahaha..."

Ah Can, who was accompanying them, laughed lewdly.

The group scrambled into several SUVs, which rumbled away from the nightclub. Not far along, starting with Jiang Hao's car, all the vehicles pulled over to the side of the road.

"Brother Hao, my tire's flat!"

"Stop yelling, mine's too!" Jiang

Hao jumped out of the car in a fit of rage. "What the hell! Which bastard did this! Daring to mess with me, they're really asking for trouble..."

Jiang Hao had barely finished speaking when he suddenly stopped, clearly feeling a black gun barrel pressed against his fat head from behind.

"Brother, are you kidding me?"

"Who's kidding you!"

Zhai Jie grabbed Jiang Hao's neck with his left hand, the gun in his right hand firmly pressed against the back of his head, and shouted sharply, "Tell me, where is Han Yafei locked up?"

The group of girls and guys around them immediately erupted into chaos.

"Get the hell away from me!"

Zhai Jie yelled at them.

Jiang Hao slowly raised his hands, slightly trying to turn his head and glance sideways at Zhai Jie.

"Don't move!"

"Who do we have here? Hahaha."

Jiang Hao laughed, "I was just looking for a chance to thank you. Such a good girl, you wouldn't use her yourself, saving her for me to deflower. It was so fucking awesome, hahaha..."

"Damn it, bastard!"

Zhai Jie was furious. He raised his left foot and kicked Jiang Hao hard in the back of the knee. Jiang Hao swayed a few times but didn't fall down.

"Kid, do you want to die?!"

Jiang Hao shouted angrily.

"Enough nonsense, tell us where you locked Han Yafei up. Otherwise, this day next year will be your death anniversary!"

"Damn it, I threw her in the warehouse after I was done. These guys can all testify. Hey, you all slept with her, didn't you? Tell me!"

"Yes."

Several thugs started to jeer.

"Jiang Hao, I think you want to die!"

Under the light, Zhai Jie's face was cold. He pressed the gun in his hand hard against Jiang Hao's head.

"No."

Jiang Hao raised his hands above his head. "Killing my girl won't save her either, so what's the point? I think we should make a fairer deal. Throw away your gun, and we'll have a one-on-one duel. Whoever wins gets the girl, how about that? Like that...yes, knights, two knights fighting over the woman they love with their own strength, how about it?"

"Duel, duel..."

The thugs cheered and jeered.

"Keep dreaming. You think I'll fall for your tricks?"

Zhai Jie sneered.

"I think you're scared. This world is a dog-eat-dog world. Only strong men can have beautiful women. Looks like you're a coward!" "Stop talking nonsense and get to the point!" "If you have the guts

, then shoot." Jiang Hao said coldly. "Don't think I won't kill you!" Zhai Jie said through gritted teeth. "Coward!" Zhai Jie trembled with rage, raised his hand, and struck Jiang Hao hard on the back of the head. Jiang Hao fell to the ground without even groaning. Zhai Jie grabbed the burly man's body, trying to drag him into his car parked by the roadside. "Get back, all of you!" Zhai Jie brandished his gun at the thugs. The thugs were all dumbfounded, not knowing what to do, and could only watch helplessly as their boss was forced into the car. Just as Zhai Jie was about to close the car door, he suddenly felt a numbness in his wrist. Jiang Hao, who had just been unconscious, suddenly grabbed his right hand holding the gun and slammed his wrist hard against the car door. "Ah!" Zhai Jie cried out in pain, the gun falling to the ground. He reacted quickly, bending his left elbow and striking Jiang Hao's head hard. Taking advantage of the other's defensive movement, he swiftly broke free from his grasp. "Haha, what an idiot." Jiang Hao's eyes flashed with a cold light. "You should have realized I know qigong when you kicked my knee. How could you have knocked me out so easily?" Zhai Jie was filled with regret, but there was nothing he could do now. He assumed a fighting stance, ready to accept the challenge. "Now you want to duel with me? But I don't want to fight you." Jiang Hao said, brandishing the gun he had picked up, the muzzle pointed at Zhai Jie a few meters away. "You're no match for me. Why waste your energy? I'll let you die more comfortably!" Zhai Jie helplessly lowered his trembling arms, glaring unwillingly at the dark muzzle of the gun, waiting for the gunshot that would end his life... Just as Jiang Hao was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt a numbness in his wrist, and the gun slipped from his hand uncontrollably. Jiang Hao was stunned. A black shadow flashed before his eyes and caught the pistol before it hit the ground. When the dark figure stopped in front of him, Jiang Hao realized that what had hit his wrist was just a pebble. He stared at the young man in the black leather jacket with an incredulous look until the man slowly took off his glasses and threw them on the ground. "What are you doing here?" Zhai Jie's voice came from behind him.

Neither Wen Yu nor Jiang Hao spoke, silently observing each other in the dim light of the roadside lamp. Jiang Hao's muscular face twitched slightly; the man opposite him was lean and sharp-eyed, exuding an aura of dominance. Wen Yu, facing Jiang Hao, also felt a chill. Although the thug before him wasn't particularly strong, his burly build and ferocious face made him resemble a savage tiger, radiating an aura of intimidating power.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Hao broke the silence.

Wen Yu didn't answer, his pistol spinning in his hand like magic, bullets cascading from the magazine to the ground.

"Didn't you want a duel? I'll do it,"

Wen Yu said calmly.

"You can take him now,"

Jiang Hao said, knowing he wasn't confident of victory.

"This beast kidnapped Yafei!"

Zhai Jie cursed through gritted teeth.

"That girl isn't in my hands now!"

Jiang Hao roared at Zhai Jie.

"You!"

Zhai Jie was furious and was about to rush over when Wen Yu stopped him.

"He wasn't lying. Ya Fei has indeed left Hai Ling. Let's go."

"Go? But Ya Fei was violated by this scoundrel!" Zhai Jie

shouted, his eyes red.

"We'll settle this score with him later!" Wen Yu said, lifting Zhai Jie up and leaping away. The two disappeared

into the night . ********** ... The sofa beneath Fu Xue was soaked with the lewd fluid flowing from her vagina, her full, snow-white buttocks glistening wetly. Although she had been raped, the pleasure far outweighed the pain of being violated. In the nearly two hours of intense struggle, Fu Xue felt as if her soul had been lost. She had never imagined a man could bring such passionate and frenzied impact to a woman. Sexual assault usually brings shame and instinctive resistance, but when a man's power of conquest was so overwhelming it seemed to destroy everything, Fu Xue first felt the world plunge into darkness, her body with nothing to hold onto. When everything seemed to have completely collapsed, the unstoppable torrent of desire completely engulfed and destroyed her. She began to cry and plead, her tightly closed lips involuntarily parting to emit deep sighs. Accompanied by the irresistible violation and fiery destruction brought by the man's penis, she began to scream and shriek, unconsciously evolving into a wanton cry that would drive any man mad. Her cries were shrill and deep, like heavenly music. Her body was tender and vibrant, as if she had been thrown into an endless hell, only to be forcefully pulled back to a feather-soft paradise by the man's strong arms. She traversed between heaven and hell, wavered between extreme pleasure and pain, and was constantly tormented by ice and fire. Fu Xue felt her body boiling, her body and spirit almost completely collapsing. She no longer belonged to herself, having utterly become the man's sex slave. Then her alluring body began to roll in the man's arms, her charming little hole shamelessly ingratiatingly kissing his huge penis, wantonly spurting out countless glistening drops of lustful fluid. The man, unrestrained and effortless, enjoyed her, played with her, violated her, domineeringly entering and exiting every corner of her body… Chapter 11 A Dream Like a Dream " Warm sunshine," Fu Xue sighed inwardly. Even before opening her eyes, she could feel the gentle breeze brushing her face, and the warm sunshine bathing her. "Where am I?" Fu Xue slowly opened her eyes and found herself in a lush bamboo forest. Dressed in a white feather dress, she lay on the soft grass, like a fairy from heaven. "You're awake." Not far away, a young man clad in armor slowly walked towards her. The man was strong and imposing, exuding heroic spirit. His gaze was deep and sharp, like a drawn sword, displaying a masculine and sharp beauty, yet at this moment, his eyes were filled with infinite tenderness. Although she didn't recognize him, Fu Xue felt a sense of familiarity with him. Fu Xue slowly sat up and asked, "You are...?" "Princess, my name is 'Feng'. Just now, you only fainted. You're fine now." Feng extended an arm to her. Fu Xue involuntarily gave him her slender hand, and with his strength, she easily stood up. Feng put his fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly, and a group of fiery red warhorses galloped over from not far away. "Princess, please mount my warhorse and leave this place quickly. A bloody battle will soon break out here." "I am...why is there a war?" "You don't remember, Princess? The Black-Armored Warriors invaded your father's land and killed him. I led my army to his aid, but I was too late. Today, we must ambush the 100,000 Black-Armored Warriors here, or they will raze our homes to the ground." As if in an instant, her memories returned. Her name was Xue. The Black-Armored Warriors had launched a surprise attack on the castle overnight, killing the defending soldiers. Even her father had perished in the chaos. She had escaped under the protection of a few guards, only to be ambushed by the enemy. After that, she remembered nothing. Tears welled in Fu Xue's beautiful eyes. She handed the reins of her warhorse to Feng. "Go, Feng! Without a warhorse, you cannot fight the demons. I will stand on this mountaintop and watch you lead our warriors to drive them from our homeland." Feng's expression was solemn. He leaped onto his horse, and the tall, fiery red steed, spun in place under his skillful control. "Ming Xue, this may be the last time we meet in this life. The enemy outnumbers us five to one. Do you still remember, a hundred years ago, when we sang and danced in this bamboo forest, when it seemed as if the world consisted only of the two of us..." The spirited horse neighed, carrying him down the hillside like the wind. "Singing in the bamboo forest, when the world consisted only of the two of us..." Fu Xue murmured to herself. She looked down the mountain and involuntarily covered her mouth. Below the mountain, black-armored warriors, clad in black armor, blotted out the sky, wielding sharp blades and shields, completely surrounding the silver-armored warriors of the Snowfield Kingdom… “Hao! Hao…” The deafening shouts, the ever-shrinking encirclement, the billowing dust beneath their iron hooves, until the charge horn sounded… Feng, sword in hand, stood before the orderly ranks, his gaze calmly sweeping over his comrades. “Warriors of the Snowfield Kingdom, the time has come to fight the Demon Warriors! We must be like a sharp dagger, piercing the enemy's heart, cutting off the Demon Emperor's head! Brothers, to defend our homeland, charge!” Feng's voice was powerful and resonant, like a resounding war drum before an attack, drowning out the shouts of the surrounding black-armored warriors. Thousands of silver-armored warriors surged into the enemy ranks like a whirlwind, with overwhelming force. A bloody battle had begun. “Who is that?”

The Demon Emperor, leader of the Black-Armored Warriors, stood atop his central chariot, surveying the battle. A young general in white armor and helmet seemed almost one with his fiery red steed, sweeping away enemies wherever he went. He was like a whirlwind, his longsword wielded with unparalleled skill, moving through a million-strong army as if it were nothing, unmatched by anyone.

"That's the greatest warrior of the Snowfield Kingdom—Feng!"

his guard told him.

"What a valiant warrior!"

The Demon Emperor stretched out his hand. "Bring me an arrow! Only a hero like him deserves my bow!"

The Fire God Bow blazed fiercely. The Demon Emperor threw off his cloak, spread his arms, and drew the bow taut with immense force…

All of this was witnessed by Fu Xue on the mountaintop. "No…"

she cried, tears streaming down her face, as she desperately rushed down the mountain…

By the time Fu Xue reached Feng, he lay in a pool of blood, surrounded by Black-Armored Warriors. The battle was over. Although the casualties were heavy, the Black-Armored Warriors had won the war.

"Demon Emperor, this is the most beautiful woman in the Snowfield Kingdom, Princess Xue, only 19 years old this year,"

the attendant told the Demon Emperor.

"Feng, no!"

Fu Xue threw herself onto Feng's corpse, heartbroken.

"Truly a beauty of unparalleled grace!"

The Demon Emperor's eyes shone brightly.

"Xue! Your country has been conquered by me, you are now my woman! Today, I will conquer you before your warriors, and from now on, all the women of the Snowfield Kingdom will belong to us, the Black Armor Warriors!"

"Hao... Hao..."

The Black Armor Warriors cheered like a tidal wave.

"You devil!"

Xue glared at the Demon Emperor with tears in her eyes. She picked up the sword Feng had dropped and held it to her snow-white neck. "I will rather die than let you succeed!"

"Hahaha..."

The Demon Emperor's voice was as terrifying as a night owl, as if a black whirlwind had suddenly swept by. The sword in Xue's hand clattered to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, her body was already in the Black Emperor's arms.

"No! Ah..."

Xue cried out in terror, her face pale with shock.

"Hahaha..."

The Demon Emperor laughed wildly as he tore her white feather dress to shreds before everyone's eyes, revealing her snow-white skin, her long, straight legs, her round, full buttocks, her slender waist, her full, shy breasts, and her alluring curves... Xue's beautiful naked body was instantly exposed to hundreds of black-armored warriors.

The Demon Emperor tore Xue's underwear and stuffed it into her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue and committing suicide. At the same time, he lifted her struggling, alluring body high from behind, suddenly spreading her legs apart and exposing her most intimate parts to the warriors...

"Ugh..."

Xue wanted to die, but she couldn't. All she could do was weep.

"Warriors! Look! This is the little pussy of the number one beauty in the Snowfield Kingdom! Isn't it beautiful!"

the Demon Emperor roared.

"Beautiful! Beautiful! Beautiful..."

A thunderous roar echoed.

"From now on, all the women of Snowfield Kingdom will be ours!"

"Hao...Hao..."

Snow fainted instantly, but the Black Emperor pressed hard on a certain acupoint on her body, forcing her to wake up in humiliation.

Snow gave up resisting, her snow-white body trembling. The Black Emperor laid her flat on the back of the dead Wind, and under everyone's gaze, he took off his clothes, revealing a huge black penis more than a foot long standing erect in the sunlight.

"I will use this giant root to plant the seed in your body, so that you will give birth to the child of the Black Armor Warrior!"

The Demon Emperor's voice was like a giant bell, and he approached Snow, who was curled up in a ball, step by step.

"No, no..."

The cloth in Snow's mouth had been removed, but at this moment she had even lost the courage to commit suicide. All that surrounded her was terror, boundless fear...

"Haha, I will make you very happy."

The Demon Emperor laughed wildly, grabbed Snow's white ankle, and lifted her body upside down, so that her soft and smooth back was against Wind's back, and her pink and moist vulva was angled upwards, facing his huge penis. The Black Emperor's penis could adjust its angle automatically and flexibly, its enormous glans licking the thin hymen at the entrance of her vagina, like a greedy giant snake, flicking its tongue and drooling.

Xue glimpsed this scene through the tears blurring her vision. She shook her head frantically, her mind blank, unable to imagine the consequences of such a thick, long thing penetrating her body. Death, she would definitely die…

“Hehe…”

The Demon Emperor chuckled lewdly and thrust his hips forward…

A girl's heart-wrenching scream echoed through the silent wilderness…

The intense pain made Xue dizzy, and her arms instinctively grabbed Feng's corpse beneath her.

“Feng.”

Xue's heart was bleeding, “I was actually raped on Feng's corpse…”

“Letting you be possessed in front of your beloved is a favor to you!”

The Demon Emperor pulled out his penis, stained with virgin blood, and waved it twice in front of Xue as if showing off. With a forceful movement, he easily lifted Xue's slender, delicate body upside down.

As if possessed by a spirit, the penis automatically plunged headfirst into the entrance of her vagina.

With a roar, the Demon Emperor's penis, inserted into Xue's body, suddenly thrust upwards. With a scream from Xue, her snow-white waist was

forcefully lifted by the thick phallus, and she was suddenly seated upright in the Demon Emperor's lap. The Demon Emperor gripped her snow-white waist, forcefully pulling out and then slamming her back down, his dark, thick hips swinging powerfully, repeatedly and rapidly pounding into Xue's tender vagina. Xue's mind was already hazy; she felt as if her internal organs had spilled out. The thick, long penis churned inside her, the intense thrusting not only bringing tears to her eyes but also causing her alluring vagina to secrete copious amounts of vaginal fluid, which, with the frenzied thrusting of the penis, dripped down her alluring buttocks and onto the ground.

"Haha, you're my woman. Even if you don't want to, this world is a dog-eat-dog world. Once I've got you, you're mine forever!"

The Demon Emperor finished speaking, then suddenly pulled Xue's upper body tightly into his arms, sealing her cherry lips with his large mouth, forcing open her white teeth, and sucking her tongue into his mouth.

"Ugh..."

...

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

"No...ugh...no! Ah!"

Fu Xue screamed, waking from her nightmare. She felt ashamed, her private parts soaking wet.

It was pitch black all around, but Fu Xue clearly felt that she was in her own home, lying in her own bed. She tried to recall everything that had happened last night—being raped by a strange man, a thrill and shame she had never experienced before. Then she had fainted, and unexpectedly, she woke up in her own bed.

The dream she had just experienced felt so real; the Demon Emperor in the dream seemed to be the man who had raped her last night, his wanton violation and rape leaving her both unable to resist and filled with shame and rage. What exactly is going on, and what should I do? Fu Xue lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. She felt increasingly weak. In this dog-eat-dog world, without her father's protection, was she really destined to be at the mercy of others?

She vaguely remembered the agreement she made with that man: to be his woman, and in return, he would avenge her and protect her family. ...

Dawn broke, the sun high in the sky. Fu Xue, having just bathed, sat on the bed in a snow-white silk nightgown, her knees drawn up to her chest. Her smooth, black hair flowed like water over her chest, framing her slightly pale, pretty face, making her look like a beautiful sculpture.

At this moment, Fu Xue's gaze was fixed on her phone screen. The vicious man from last night had somehow obtained her phone number, and this text message was from him.

The message was long, beginning with some lewd and teasing words, but the following content shocked Fu Xue the most: he wanted her to go to the police station before 10 a.m.

Standing in front of the police station, Fu Xue was somewhat bewildered. Although her father had worked there for a long time, she had never been here before. She didn't understand why the man who had raped her wanted her to come here. Did he work at the police station?

"Miss? Who are you looking for?"

The guard saluted Fu Xue.

"My name is Fu Xue, someone told me to come here..."

Lacking more detailed information, Fu Xue stammered, unsure how to explain.

But to her surprise, upon hearing her name, the security guard, seemingly instructed beforehand, stepped down from his post and said, "Please follow me," leading Fu Xue towards the police station building.

Entering the elevator, Fu Xue felt extremely uneasy. She had a bad feeling, as if she were in someone's trap, completely unaware of what was happening. The security guard pressed the button for the 10th floor, glancing sideways at the pretty girl beside him. Fu Xue wore a black sleeveless tight-fitting t-shirt, a black skirt, and black stockings. Her slightly upturned ponytail and delicate, fair face exuded youthful beauty and alluring sexiness.

Noticing the male police officer scrutinizing her intently from head to toe, his gaze filled with lust and lechery, Fu Xue felt increasingly uneasy. "Officer, where are you taking me?"

"You'll find out when we get there,"

the guard said, turning away.

The two exited the elevator on the tenth floor, walked down the corridor, and stopped in front of an office. Fu Xue glanced at the sign—it clearly read "Chief's Office"—and her heart sank.

"Chief Xing, Miss Fu has arrived!"

the guard knocked.

"Come in!"

a middle-aged man's voice came from inside.

The two pushed open the door and went in, the guard leaving behind.

Xing Qin sat at his desk. Fu Xue met his gaze and couldn't help but shiver. "It's you?"

Although he had worn a blindfold last night, Fu Xue recognized him immediately. But his sinister gaze, his imposing physique, and the fact that he was wearing a police uniform made it hard to associate him with a rapist.

He was the police chief! Her father's successor? Fu Xue's mind went blank; she could hardly believe her eyes.

Xing Qin walked towards her with a smile, a smile that looked so sinister to Fu Xue. Her heart pounded. She wanted to escape immediately, but for some reason, she was frozen in place, unable to move, until Xing Qin's broad arms pulled her into his embrace.

"Unexpected, isn't it?"

Xing Qin whispered in Fu Xue's ear.

Fu Xue could clearly feel her body trembling in his arms. She didn't know what to say or what to do.

"Now you believe I can protect you and your family, right?"

Xing Qin said, opening his mouth and gently biting Fu Xue's fair neck, like a beast trying to snatch a snow-white lamb.

"What exactly do you want to do..."

Fu Xue asked softly, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. Was it from fear, despair, or weakness...? Even she herself didn't know.

"Starting today, you'll be working at the Public Security Bureau. Didn't you want to bring Lei Wei to justice? This is a rare opportunity..."

Xing Qin's tongue licked from her fair neck down to her earlobe.

Fu Xue's eyes lit up, but then she seemed to realize something, and her expression immediately dimmed.

"You're a smart girl, but being smart isn't always a good thing for a woman."

Xing Qin said, scooping Fu Xue up in his arms, supporting her head with his right arm, and kissing her lips.

"Mmm..."

Fu Xue's struggle lasted only a moment. Besides the violation in her mouth, she clearly felt Xing Qin's fingers slip under her skirt and penetrate her vagina from behind. Xing Qin's speed was unbelievable; the girl in his arms was like a familiar, warm toy to him.

Fu Xue's mouth and vagina gave Xing Qin the same slippery feeling, and the wonderful sensation made him let out a heavy sigh.

"No...don't..."

Fu Xue couldn't believe that she was being so brazenly violated by the police chief in the police station, a symbol of justice. Her heart was filled with extreme sorrow.

"Mmm..."

Fu Xue's delicate body trembled slightly in Xing Qin's arms. A trickle of vaginal fluid flowed from her private parts along Xing Qin's fingers.

"Looks like last night's training went well, you got into the mood so quickly."

Xing Qin teased, intensifying his movements.

"Uh..."

Fu Xue didn't know what this man was doing to her, only that his fingers seemed to have magic, making her body experience intense pleasure, her body convulsing with excitement, and a stream of hot fluid gushed from her vagina.

"Ah? No!"

As if suddenly waking from a dream, Fu Xue desperately broke free from Xing Qin's embrace, falling onto the sofa beside her due to the excessive force.

Xing Qin didn't press the matter further, squinting at the sweat-drenched Fu Xue, whose eyes showed some panic, as she helplessly adjusted her skirt and wet stockings, appearing both disheveled and pitifully beautiful.

"You suddenly thought of your father just now?"

Xing Qin seemed to read her mind, lighting a cigarette and glancing sideways at her tragically beautiful face as he continued, "That's right, this office used to be your father's. Do you think acting provocatively here is a desecration of fatherly love?"

Fu Xue's face flushed, her gaze fixed on Xing Qin across from her with complex emotions. This man seemed to know her inside and out.

"Your office is right next to mine. Go to the general affairs department later to take your measurements and order your police uniform. From today onwards, you are a policewoman and can participate in the operation to arrest Lei Wei."

"I..."

Fu Xue hesitated for a moment before saying, "But I have to take care of my parents."

"Don't worry, I've already arranged everything for you. But I do want to ask, is that really what you're thinking? Staying at the hospital every day to take care of your father?"

Fu Xue didn't answer. Although her father needed care, she certainly didn't want to stay in the hospital all the time. She wanted to bring Lei Wei to justice immediately, but she hadn't received any police training. What could she possibly do in the operation to arrest Lei Wei? But what was Xing Qin's purpose in doing this? Was it merely to keep her by his side as his mistress? Too many questions flooded her mind, and Fu Xue felt dizzy.

"Fu Xue!"

Shi Ting, who happened to run into Fu Xue on the third floor, couldn't hide the surprise on her face. "What are you doing here?

" "Me?"

Fu Xue hesitated, avoiding Shi Ting's gaze.

"Don't say anything, let's go to my office!"

Shi Ting grabbed Fu Xue's arm and pulled her away.

Shi Ting's office was on the third floor, and soon the two entered. Shi Ting turned and closed the door.

Shi Ting pulled Fu Xue to sit on the sofa and asked anxiously, "Fu Xue, what happened? Why has your phone been off since last night? Do you know, the two detectives I sent to secretly protect you were killed last night. I'm so worried."

A flicker of alarm crossed Fu Xue's eyes, but it quickly faded. "Shi Ting, from today onwards, we're colleagues."

"What…"

Things were too sudden; Shi Ting didn't react immediately.

"Oh, it's like this, Director Xing Qin arranged for me to work in the bureau, so my mood might be better,"

Fu Xue explained as naturally as possible.

"This... how come I didn't know?"

Shi Ting was still confused. "Personnel appointments like this are usually announced in advance with a meeting. What position has the director assigned you?"

"The director's secretary."

"This... there's no such position in the bureau. Do you know Director Xing?"

"Yes, I interviewed him once by chance."

Fu Xue said softly, still not used to lying.

As the captain of the criminal investigation team, Shi Ting obviously didn't believe Fu Xue's words, but couldn't think of any other reason for a moment. After a moment of concentration, she regained her cheerful tone, "That's good, Fu Xue. You're by my side every day, and I can take care of you all the time. I won't have to worry about you having any more accidents. Why don't you become my secretary instead of the director's secretary?"

A smile appeared on Fu Xue's lips, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears. She impulsively leaned on Shi Ting's shoulder and began to sob softly.

"Fu Xue..."

Shi Ting gently put her arms around Fu Xue's shoulders.

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