Rape of police officers

Although eighteen years of imprisonment had ravaged his strong body, he had never run as
fast as he did now. Behind him, the shouts of prison guards and the barking of their dogs echoed incessantly. Zhuang Niu, the escaped
convict, was frantically running along the country roads, his path haphazard and unpredictable. Eighteen years had passed; he had finally waited for this opportunity. During exercise time, he had broken out of the prison
when no one was on guard . He couldn't die in prison; that would be too easy for that wretched woman. "I can't let them catch me again! Absolutely not! I must live to pay for this debt!" Zhuang Niu had only one thought in his mind. The image of his newlywed wife, naked and with her tongue lolling out, flashed through his mind again and again . Zhuang Niu's eyes were bloodshot; he had already run over twenty miles, yet he felt no fatigue. The carefree days of happiness were long gone; what awaited him was certain doom. From that agonizing night eighteen years ago, his heart was consumed by hatred, a burning rage never ceased. In a single night, he lost his beloved wife, his freedom, everything. This honest, hardworking farmer had transformed into a ferocious beast, ready to devour anything that stood in his way of seeking justice . "Why? Why did you do this to me!" A beautiful face flashed through his mind, seemingly smiling contemptuously, reveling in his suffering. That night, when he returned home triumphantly, his newlywed wife lay lifeless on the floor. She was naked, her lower body a mess, clearly having suffered a brutal assault; her tongue lolled out—she had been strangled to death. He stared, tears welling in his eyes at the marks on her beautiful body, but as he swore to catch that heartless bastard and tear him to pieces , cold handcuffs fell onto his wrists. This wretched woman, a complete stranger, pointed her finger at him, claiming to have witnessed him murder his wife. She described it so vividly, as if it were true . He stubbornly protested, but it was all in vain. He understood that it was because he was merely an insignificant farmer, while this wretched woman was a policewoman, and a beautiful, young one at that! A policewoman, nothing special! But in a crucial moment, a policewoman's lie was worth a thousand truths from this lowly commoner! He was just an insignificant, lowly farmer. He was sentenced to life imprisonment! He hated the utterly incompetent judge, the lawyer who did nothing but shirk his duty, but he knew it was that policewoman , entirely because of that wretched woman, she was the one who orchestrated it all! In court, he loudly questioned her about why she had harmed him, but only received a contemptuous smile in return. That smile, that venomous smile, he would never forget ! Her name was Cheng Yanqing, such a pure name, he would remember it forever. He slowly but surely learned that the one who raped and murdered his beloved wife was Cheng Yanqing's sixteen-year-old brother. Five years later, that guy was finally imprisoned for another rape case, and his policewoman sister couldn't save him this time. He severely punished his enemy , even cutting off his weapon. Even though he suffered a lot for this, he didn't care , he wasn't afraid. After all, it was life imprisonment, and as long as he didn't kill anyone, he wouldn't face the death penalty. Watching his enemy, half-dead writhe on the ground in agony, was the most satisfying thing. Zhuang Niu, perched atop a large tree, watched a large group of police officers rush past him, hidden by its branches and leaves. He rested in the tree until the police were far away before climbing down. He was lucky; a Toyota passed by and was stopped by a stone he had pushed into the middle of the road. Zhuang Niu jumped in; the driver was a man in a sharp suit, looking every bit the aristocrat. He forced the unfortunate man to take him into the city, robbed him of tens of thousands of dollars in cash, and stripped him of all his clothes—including his underwear—and put them on himself. Then he abandoned the poor man and drove off. He spruced himself up at a beauty salon and began loitering daily outside the police station. The appearpoor . As a result, the audacious Zhuang Niu never caught the eye of the large group of men and women who frequented the police station daily. Finally, one day, Zhuang Niu saw the woman he had been longing for. The beautiful little girl from years ago was now a senior inspector. Zhuang Niu watched Cheng Yanqing, dressed in her imposing police uniform, drive away from the police station in a beautiful car, beaming with pride. Zhuang Niu was seething : "She ruined me so badly, and she's living a carefree life!" He wanted nothing more than to pounce on her and punch her beautiful face until it was riddled with holes… But he didn't own a car and couldn't drive; he couldn't catch up . He could only watch her car drive away triumphantly, honking its horns… Zhuang Niu memorized her license plate number and began a week of covert investigation. Finally, his efforts paid off, and he found Cheng Yanqing's address. He also learned that Cheng Yanqing's husband had died in a shootout with criminals four years ago , leaving behind a sixteen-year-old daughter. A plan formed in Zhuang Niu's mind; he decided to target the young girl . A few days later, a pretty middle school girl appeared in Zhuang Niu's rented apartment. She had been drugged and dragged in. --------------------------------------- Xiao Lanlan had been missing for a day, and Cheng Yanqing was restless. Her good-for-nothing brother had driven her parents to their deaths; she had no other relatives, only this daughter, her only daughter… Her quiet and obedient daughter had never been late coming home; she would never stay out overnight without a word . Maternal instincts drove her to desperately think the best, but her police instincts told her that something must have happened to her daughter ! She dared not think any further. Her daughter was even more beautiful than she had been at that age; at such a young age, she already had a shapely , and a large group of boys swarmed around her like flies. If something happened to her, then... then ... Cheng Yanqing almost burst into tears, because there was practically only one possibility...

Images of raped women flashed through Cheng Yanqing's mind—cases she had handled.
As these women's faces flickered in her mind, Xiao Lanlan's adorable little face always overlapped with them,
haunting her . She tried desperately not to associate these pitiful women with her own daughter, but she
couldn't help herself; she couldn't. These thoughts haunted her relentlessly.
What disturbed her most was the news from prison a few days earlier: that wretched farmer had escaped!
She knew all too well who he would settle scores with first if he escaped!
Cheng Yanqing finally understood how fear could drive a person mad. Having not slept a wink all night, she was like a walking corpse at work
the next day , completely disoriented. She maintained a strong facade, continuing to
sternly reprimand her subordinates, even though her heart was so fragile. Her subordinates could only
look at her with pity; no one dared to offer a word of comfort, because on the surface, Inspector Cheng remained
strong. However, everyone understood that if she lost her daughter, she would have lost almost everything. In fact,
some people had already begun to gloat—those were, of course, people who had had enough of their arrogant and domineering female boss's arrogance
.
The phone rang. It was that familiar yet unfamiliar voice! He said, "Ms. Cheng, it's been a long time!"
Cheng Yanqing immediately felt her soul about to leave her body, but the last bit of fortitude honed by years of police service
held her back from collapse. The thing she feared most had finally happened.
She found herself unable to control her voice; it trembled so violently that
even when she uttered just one word, "Yes," she finally admitted something she thought she would never admit
: when a woman is accurately hit in a vital spot, she is ultimately just a brainless, weak woman.
The sound of her daughter crying reached her ears, and Cheng Yanqing used all her strength to control her emotions, listening to every word spoken by the smug man on the other end
of the phone .
Hanging up the phone, Cheng Yanqing stared blankly at the line of words she had scribbled on the notepad—an address
the . He had actually ordered Inspector Cheng to go alone!
Cheng Yanqing had no room for thought; her mind was completely blank. She
forced a smile, gave her subordinates some instructions, and left. Cheng Yanqing didn't know that
in the eyes of her usually submissive subordinates, her smile was the ugliest smile imaginable, even though it came from a
beautiful woman.
What would happen if she went there? Cheng Yanqing hadn't even considered it. It wasn't that she didn't want to think about it, but that she couldn't
. She found that her usually resourceful mind seemed to have vanished. She desperately told herself to be rational,
to be rational, but she just couldn't calm down. She tried to plan the trip, but her mind was
a complete mess.
Unable to calm down, Cheng Yanqing arrived at the address. With her last shred of reason, she told herself: only
by meeting Zhuang Niu's every demand could her daughter be saved. Even if it costs him his life, he couldn't resist, absolutely
couldn't resist. His daughter was in his hands…

Zhuang Niu puffed on his cigarette, the high school girl, imprisoned and fully clothed, was tied to a pillar,
her mouth gagged. She scanned her surroundings in terror, avoiding Zhuang Niu's gaze.
Fully clothed? Yes! But that didn't mean her clothes had been intact all day. To calm his
approaching enemy, Zhuang Niu decided to leave the girl dressed for the time being.
Cigarette butts littered the ground; Zhuang Niu seemed to be satisfying his eighteen-year-long craving for cigarettes. That bitch
was coming soon; she would pay for her sins, double the price…
Zhuang Niu was convinced she would come. What if that bitch didn't come? Zhuang Niu hadn't considered it,
because besides taking his anger out on the girl, he couldn't do anything else. She was a policewoman; what if she called
a whole bunch of officers to follow him and then mow him down? Zhuang Niu had considered this, but he didn't care.
As long as he could get back the interest he'd owed this bitch for the past eighteen years, Zhuang Niu was willing to risk everything. Whether he
kept his worthless life or not at that point wouldn't matter to him.
Zhuang Niu sat silently smoking, his face so gloomy, like a condemned prisoner about to be hanged. Unlike
a condemned prisoner, his eyes were so sharp, so fierce. Yes, like a wolf!
Time passed second by second, and Zhuang Niu remained in that position, perhaps gathering his strength.
The little girl tied to the pillar behind him was still sobbing; she had been crying for a long time.
The doorbell finally rang, once, twice…
A sinister smile appeared on Zhuang Niu's face. He threw his half-smoked cigarette to
the ground , stomped on it, and forcefully crushed the innocent cigarette butt…

Cheng Yanqing pressed the doorbell again and again with trembling hands, but there seemed to be no sound from inside.
She felt like she was about to collapse. Was that wretched farmer playing a trick on her? Wasn't her daughter here
? How was her daughter? Where was she? Where was her little Lanlan? Cheng Yanqing's face was ashen, and large beads of sweat slowly rolled down her forehead. Suddenly, she
felt a pang of regret, regretting that she shouldn't have framed that poor farmer back then. That good-for-nothing brother—she had always
known she couldn't protect him forever. If only she had been a little soft-hearted back then, just a little soft-hearted, little Lanlan wouldn't have
been in this mess…
But thinking about it was useless now; she had to face it. Twenty years of police experience had
emboldened , and she began to plan what to say to Zhuang Niu as her first words…
She had been ringing the doorbell for five minutes, but there was no response. Cheng Yanqing thought she heard a sound inside,
but she couldn't be sure, just as she couldn't be sure what to do next. A simple
thought that would normally be impossible for her now; she felt like an idiot.
She patiently continued to ring the doorbell. Aside from this movement, her body remained almost completely still.
The door opened, and standing before her was a strong man wearing only shorts. She recognized him instantly—
it was him! His massive frame blocked most of the doorway, and he stared at her expressionlessly… oh no, he
wore a sly smile. Only a slight one, but Cheng Yanqing immediately noticed it.
The door was blocked, and the burly man remained silent. Cheng Yanqing found herself somewhat at a loss, unsure of
what to do.
After a long stare, Cheng Yanqing finally realized she was there to beg for help. In this gamble, she
couldn't possibly win, because he held a trump card. Once he played it, she would immediately
collapse.
Cheng Yanqing lowered her head, like a schoolchild waiting for punishment, and said softly in a low, hoarse
voice , "Back then… I'm so sorry… I was wrong."
But the man remained unmoved. He remained expressionless, but drew a dagger from his waist and
slowly . He acted as if she didn't exist!
This guy… what did he want? Cheng Yanqing felt like she was going crazy. This guy had
called her here, yet he hadn't said a word. She couldn't fathom what he was thinking; she only felt terrified
, so terrified…
With a thud, Cheng Yanqing knelt on the ground. She practically cried as she spoke, "I'm so sorry! I'm so
sorry ! It's all my fault, I don't care how you punish me, but it really has nothing to do with my
daughter... Please, let her go... I'll give you anything you want if you let her go!"
Suddenly, he drew his sidearm from his waist, raising it above his head...

Looking at the distraught woman outside the door, Zhuang Niu felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.
Although he believed this tactic would work, he hadn't expected it to be a killer move!
He decided to continue scaring her, feigning composure and adopting an inscrutable demeanor. And once again, the effect
exceeded his expectations; the woman immediately knelt down and begged for mercy!
Zhuang Niu took the pistol and casually cocked it. He pressed the gun to Cheng Yanqing's cheek, leaned down,
and brought his face close to hers, revealing a set of dirty, crooked teeth. He said, "Do you want me to kill you? I've been waiting for this day
for so long..."
Zhuang Niu could clearly feel the female inspector trembling uncontrollably. He hadn't expected this fierce woman
to be so vulnerable when frightened. Her pitiful voice was shaky and indistinct, but Zhuang
Niu still understood her clearly: "You...you...kill me to...avenge...if you...you release
Xiao Lanlan...Lanlan..."
"Your Xiao Lanlan?" Zhuang Niu uttered these words and slowly stood up. The female inspector
watched , but he smiled sinisterly and went into the house.
Zhuang Niu knew she had completely surrendered. He smugly pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the girl.
The middle school girl stared nervously at the door; her mouth was sealed, but her eyes weren't.
She saw a slender figure crawl in from outside—it was her mother! In all her life, she had never seen
her usually strong and resolute mother so afraid. She watched as the trembling body slowly moved,
the pale face so incongruous with the inspector's uniform.
The little girl tried to make a sound, but only a few muffled whimpers escaped her lips
.
The female inspector saw her daughter. Thank goodness, she was still wearing the same clothes she had worn yesterday.
The scene of her daughter being raped, which she had feared all day, did not occur, and Cheng Yanqing's restless heart slowly calmed
down .
"Crawl over here!" the man said, still expressionless. Watching the obedient female inspector crawl slowly and pathetically
toward him, Zhuang Niu felt another surge of supreme pleasure. Her beautiful uniform constantly reminded him that she
was a female inspector!
Cheng Yanqing tried her best to abandon all pride and self-respect, crawling humiliatingly toward the man. Her eyes,
those pitiful eyes, never left her daughter; she saw
tears . Her lovely daughter still looked so endearing.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her neck; Cheng Yanqing realized a dirty foot was pressing down on it. She was forced to pull
her heart back from her daughter's side. This man still held the power of life and death over Xiao Lanlan
.
The man's foot pressed down, and Cheng Yanqing felt her face pressed against the cold floor. She knew
how grotesque her position was; she was kneeling before this man with her buttocks raised, her face pressed to
the ground by his foot. Cheng Yanqing didn't struggle at all. She had no time to feel ashamed of such humiliation. The
more resentment this man vented, the greater the chance of her daughter's rescue. She almost felt a desire within her
to humiliate her even more cruelly.

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