Red dresses cover the sky

"You still want to fight? It's useless. The boss has already ordered me to control your three yin meridians. As long as you move a little
, you'll..."

"Ugh..."

"Hmph, you don't believe me? If you move your three extraordinary meridians again, they'll explode. Even if I let you go then, you won't be able to
leave!"

"Who is your boss?"

"She should have told you. Think carefully."

"Please tell me!"

...

"You should know that you cruelly killed Lady Lei. Who did she most want to avenge?"

"Don't tell me it's Xiao Qing. She's my sworn sister. We depend on each other for survival. I've sacrificed so
much for her..."

"Shut up! You've sacrificed so much, but haven't you received even more? You disregard sisterly affection. I've said all the right things, but
you still won't let her go. You bitch!"

"...Xiao Qing..."

In the basement, a disheveled woman lay, an ancient torture device, a heavy neck yoke, mercilessly
locking her head and arms.

It was very dark; there were no lights. It was quiet, and she could hear her own heartbeat.

It was a little rapid because her breathing was erratic. Xiao Qing, this gentle
and obedient woman, actually knew how to hate someone, even if she hated the wrong person.

"But now it's obvious she won't listen to me. She pressed my Sanyinjiao acupoint, that's
evidence ! Right now, I should focus on preserving my freedom before making any other plans." The woman with flowing hair laboriously raised her hand to
push aside the hair that covered her face, her eyes fixed on a woman dressed entirely in black—no, it should be said in mourning clothes, with
a white hemp headscarf tied around her head, her eyes shining unusually bright in the pitch-black room.

"Xiao Qing, can you listen to me for a moment, I..." The imprisoned woman's tentative words were interrupted.

"Stop denying it! Uncle Liu saw it with his own eyes! It was you who instructed the two philanderers of the Peony Sect to take advantage of my absence from Guangzhou
... Waaah... Why are you so cruel? So violent? So perverted? Killing her would have been enough,
why torture her, causing her to lose her virginity and die in excruciating pain!"

Uncle Liu, the large man who had been standing quietly by, couldn't help but shed tears of regret: "It's all my
fault ! If I hadn't been ambushed and my legs hadn't gone numb, I definitely wouldn't have let those two vile women live to
see tomorrow! Lady Lei, you died such a tragic death!"

His gaze shifted to the imprisoned woman. "Huanchun, your heart is so cruel!!"

The imprisoned woman began to confuse herself: "That's right, I admit it, I hate Lei Mu, and I will always hate her.
Humph, I was very happy to hear the news of her death! But, you keep saying that I ordered the experts of the Peony Sect
to harm Lei Mu, isn't that absurd?"

Xiao Qing rushed over excitedly and slapped Huanchun hard across the face. In this pitch-black
underground chamber, she was able to land a perfect slap on Huanchun's face. This astonishing
skill would surely shock any expert!

Caught off guard, Huanchun was slapped, and her primal wildness surged up. She reached out and grabbed back with incredible speed.
Even with Xiao Qing's superb skills, she was still caught by this strange move.

Xiao Qing sneered a few times and gently flicked her wrist, immediately shaking off Huanchun's hand that was holding her wrist.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have such a skillful technique! I remember when we were learning from Lady Lei,
she never taught you this kind of method!"

"Unless you commit suicide right here!" Upon hearing Xiao Qing's words, Huan Chun knew that things had reached
a point of no return.

"Since you don't believe me, then kill me!" Huan Chun slowly closed her eyes, her disheveled hair obscuring
half her face. However, even from the glimpses of her cheek, her snow-white skin and perfect face were enough
to ignite fantasies. Huan Chun was indeed a beauty.

Her wrists were bound together and chained to her neck. Uncle Liu had ambushed and captured her yesterday, even subjecting her to
all sorts of insults and harassment, but she would never say such things to Xiao Qing! Because she had been brought here by her enemy, Lady Lei, since she was 10 years old. At that time, she met 8-year-old Xiao Qing (Ouyang Qing), and they had played and studied
together since childhood .
Eight years later, they swore an oath of brotherhood, vowing to live and die together… Now, Xiao Qing is the formidable
leader of the Water Gang, "White Bird," who intimidates the entire Guangdong region

… *Slap!* Another slap! Enraged and losing her temper, Ouyang Qing struck her again, shattering her
fragmented memories.

“A treacherous person like you, I won’t let you die so easily! I’ll let everyone in the Water Gang know
what the consequences of betraying them are! Uncle Liu…”

“Yes, Miss.” The sinister Uncle Liu’s face was filled with sorrow; who would have guessed he was such a ruthless villain?

“Lock her up for now. She’ll be publicly tried at tomorrow’s gang leader meeting!”

“Yes!” Ouyang Qing’s gaze lingered without hesitation. She turned and walked out of the cell.

Watching Ouyang Qing leave the dungeon, Uncle Liu, who had been teary-eyed just moments before, suddenly revealed a completely different side!

"Hehe! Chunmei, you should just agree. Don't throw away your young life so easily. Think it over carefully.
Once the gang leader's meeting starts tomorrow, I won't be able to save you! Hehe..." Uncle Liu said, while
leeringly reaching out to touch her face.

"You're so beautiful, it would be a pity if you died. If you agree to be my concubine, I'll persuade the gang leader not to kill you,
how about it ?"

Feeling Uncle Liu's lewd and rude behavior, Huan Chun raised her head, her bright, star-like eyes flashing with
hostility , which made Uncle Liu tremble: "Oh, you really have learned some strange martial arts, a bit evil."

"Uncle Liu! Tell me, did you kill Lei Mu!" Huan Chun's sudden question made Uncle Liu almost
blurt it out .

His expression changed, then he reverted to his lecherous look: "Hehe, no matter who killed her,
should be happy? Lei Mu, one of your father's killers, is dead, isn't she?"

Huan Chun shook her head, her messy hair covering her face falling to both sides. Finally, he could see her true face.
Yan Huanchun, hailed as
his second wife! Uncle Liu felt a surge of desire in his lower body.

"Uncle Liu, thank you for your kindness! I'm only 19, and I'm not really interested in being someone's concubine. Why don't you go home and sleep with your wife if you're so
enthusiastic ?" Yan Huanchun suddenly reverted to her usual mischievous and quirky self, making Uncle Liu chuckle.
After all, he had watched her grow up! To be honest, he really liked Yan Huanchun!

In the gang, he was a protector under Ouyang Qing, while Huanchun was the vice-leader, second only to the leader, but Huanchun
never treated him like a subordinate! She always called him "Uncle Liu" affectionately…

Uncle Liu was startled awake by a fly, his face covered in sweat. His heart pounded: No, no! How could I
still have such good intentions? Uncle Liu looked at Huanchun, only to see her eyes slightly closed, as if taking a nap, but judging from the way she exhaled,
she was practicing internal energy! Could it be that some of her martial arts was controlling my thoughts?

Uncle Liu's eyes flashed with malice: "Chunmei, the gang leader has ordered me to handle this carefully, but I can't let you escape. I'm sorry
, but I'm going to cripple your martial arts!" He reached out and grabbed Yan Huanchun's collarbone, about to increase the pressure, when Yan Huanchun suddenly
opened her eyes and sighed: "Uncle Liu, why are you so determined to destroy me? I've been practicing
martial arts for nine years since I was ten, and many of them were taught to me personally by you. If I lose my martial arts, I'll have no choice but to die
!"

Uncle Liu immediately hesitated: "What other martial arts have you been practicing behind Lei Mu's back?"

Yan Huanchun laughed: "Of course I've also practiced Shaolin Long Fist, Wudang Swimming Dragon Palm, and the Tai Chi
Long Fist ."

"Impossible! Even the gang leader said so, I can't be wrong!" Uncle Liu increased the pressure, his fingers digging
into Yan Huanchun's collarbone. The intense pain caused Yan Huanchun to cry out and faint. She never imagined that
Uncle Liu, who had been so kind to her that he wanted to call her his concubine, would actually be so cruel! The power she had gathered, the power she had
intended to use to break free of her shackles, was destroyed in an instant by Uncle Liu… and would never return…

Uncle Liu's face once again contorted with a lewd smile: “Chunmei, everything I've done is for your own good. You
'd better be my concubine…”

Whether she agreed or not, Yan Huanchun could no longer hear him. So, where would her fate lead?

She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard a commotion. Her spirits lifted; she recognized the voice as that
of her loyal subordinate, “Wanli Piao” Tan Fuhan. She was about to call out in joy when a
muffled “whoosh” pulled her back to the cruel reality!

She realized with horror that her mouth was sealed shut! Her tongue touched the soft silk cloth, and she understood at least one thing:
the person who had sealed her mouth was an experienced one. She remembered seeing Fu Han and a few other brothers in the gang go online,
specifically downloading pictures of bondage and abuse of women. Each time she saw them, she just smiled and ignored them.
What's wrong with the brothers having a little fun during their breaks after a long day?

Now she was experiencing the bitterness. She stopped struggling. If they could so skillfully gag her,
wouldn't her body be bound into some inexplicable shape? Her face flushed… Even in this passive situation,
she was still a somewhat immature girl, and shyness was in her nature. So, she remained still, wondering if the ropes were Japanese
SM or Western restraint methods.

Her wrists twitched slightly, and her waist and legs moved slightly as well. She came to
a conclusion that : it was a combination of Japanese and Western styles!

She opened her eyes; she wanted to confirm it.

Her clothes had somehow changed into a set of pure black nylon ropes. Her already full
breasts were accentuated by the clothing, and what was worse, the parts covering her breasts were only held together by very thin ropes,
making her cleavage clearly visible. Combined with the exaggerated size of her breasts under the black dress, the girl's gentle breasts
were exaggeratedly enlarged, making them appear alluring.

The dress was tightly fitted at the waist, making her appear even slimmer! But she didn't want this slimness,
because she was now bound so tightly she could hardly breathe. Her arms were tightly bound behind her back with nylon ropes about half a finger's thickness,
tied to her entire body. Only a single rope could pass between her arms; the knots were so tight she could only imagine
several, perhaps hundreds.

She felt her hands were completely suppressed. Although her breasts weren't bound by ropes,
a locked her wrists to her buttocks.

Her gaze fell to her feet; black stockings covered her legs, making her look extremely sexy and alluring. She
was furious. She loathed the pantyhose that Western women wore, the kind that made men's noses bleed, because beautiful legs
in them became provocative tools. Didn't women wearing these mean they weren't
attractive ?

But despite her anger, she couldn't escape her current sexy appearance. A pair of
shackles , and four neatly wrapped white ropes bound her sensitive thighs at her knees.

"Well, I really can't move at all. How ridiculous, how did I end up in such a pathetic state?"
she thought sadly, but not panicked. On the contrary, the ropes, shackles, and gag in her mouth brought an irresistible reaction to her gentle
body . The more irresistible it was, the more excited she became.

Tan Fuhan's laughter rang in her ears again. She strained to see, and only then did she realize she was
lying on a clean deck. The voice was coming from the deck above her.

"Uncle Liu, you really are something, haha, you even bought the magazines and CDs I asked you to buy for me,
I'm so !" Tan Fuhan said with a smile.

"Brother, don't be so polite. By the way, last time you were researching that anal insertion... hehe,
how's it going?" Uncle Liu's voice was full of teasing.

"Oh, don't mention it. By the way, I haven't seen Chief Chun for several days, do you know where she went?"

"Oh, you don't know... she's a traitor to the Water Gang now! She killed the old lady and ran away, and
there 's still no sign of her!"

"What?! Impossible!! I believe Ah Chun is innocent! Don't wrong an innocent person!"

Hearing this, Yan Huanchun was moved. Brother Han is still the most reliable. She wanted to make some noise to attract Fuhan
's attention, so she tapped the ground with her shackled foot, the thumping sound attracting Tan Fuhan's attention.

"I think there's a sound downstairs?" Fu Han was once a Hong Kong martial arts champion, and it's said that a film company wanted to cast him in
the new version of "The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword," so his hearing is certainly excellent.

Uncle Liu wasn't too flustered, chuckling as he said, "Brother Han, that's just a female dog I keep."

Fu Han's face darkened: "How did you learn to lie? You're clearly hiding a person, but you're saying it's a dog? I heard
it whimpering."

Miss Yan below laughed happily, whimpering even louder. She thought Brother Han would definitely save her.

She had thought Uncle Liu would stammer, but he laughed heartily instead: "If you want to see,
why would I stop you? Come on, I'll take you to see this female dog."

Yan Huanchun listened nervously as the footsteps grew closer, but she felt increasingly uneasy, sensing something
was wrong with Uncle Liu.

Finally, the footsteps stopped beside her. She heard Fu Han's heavy breathing, and looking up, she saw
Brother Han, dressed in a sharp suit, staring at her strangely. She felt both happy and shy. She closed her eyes, her face flushed,
hoping Brother Han would rescue her.

...But...after a while, there was no movement. She opened her eyes and saw Han Ge's ambiguous smile.
Her heart skipped a beat ...

"Haha, little brother Han, have you had your fill of admiring her? This bitch is pretty, isn't

she?" "Tsk tsk, who is she? Where did you get such a good-looking piece of trash?"

Hearing Han Ge's words, Yan Huanchun was stunned! Fu Han was so lewd, seeing her so cruelly
bound, he could still laugh and talk as if no one else was there? She tried to speak, her body twisting and turning.

Her eyes held a hint of pleading and longing, startling Wanlipiao and bringing him back to his senses:
"Huh, her eyes... I feel like I've seen them somewhere before?"

Uncle Liu's expression shifted several times. He hadn't expected that even after giving Huanchun plastic surgery, she could still sense him. He
quickly put his arm around Fu Han's shoulder to distract him: "Hehe, all female slaves in the world have eyes like that.
You must have watched too much porn; you're deeply addicted, aren't you?"

Fu Han never imagined that his favorite gang leader was this bound beauty in front of him, who had undergone plastic surgery and
was dressed in . His eyes fell on her full breasts, and he gasped: "So magnificent!
Heh, where did you buy this outfit?"

"Brother Han, if you want some, I have different styles here! I bought it from New York for 500,000
US dollars."

As he spoke, Uncle Liu pulled open a cabinet next to him, which was indeed filled with all sorts of gadgets. A gag
, various ropes, handcuffs, shackles, a corset, a transparent bra… and many other unidentifiable items
left Fu Han stunned.

Seeing his enthusiasm, Uncle Liu opened another wardrobe. This time, even Yan Huanchun's heart skipped a beat.
What ? Whips, syringes, air pumps, clamps, wire, bells, candles… needless to say, they were all tools

for torture . 　　Uncle Liu smiled and said, “How about it, little brother Han, want to try?” 　　Seeing the greed on Tan Fu Han's face, Yan Huanchun cried out in desperation, “No!” 　　But to the two men, it sounded like a teasing “woo-woo”… 　　Yan Huanchun couldn't believe that his most trusted right-hand man, Tan Fu Han, didn't recognize him and had even helped Uncle Liu tie him up like this. 　　Since she had lost all her martial arts skills and was powerless to resist, Fu Han felt even more at ease. Hearing Huan Chun's whimpering cries and seeing her pitiful and helpless eyes, he completely ignored them. Coupled with the sensual stimulation, his head was in a rage, and how could he possibly recognize her as Huan Chun? 　　She was completely bound to the bed. She was naked except for a thong. Her thighs were forcibly spread apart , her ankles tied to the two bedposts at the back of the bed, and her hands were stretched out in a "I" shape and tied to the two bedposts at the front of the bed. A hollow metal ring had been placed in her mouth. It was a hollow ring that could open her mouth, allowing one to see her tense, twitching tongue and the increasing amount of saliva. 　　Of course, it could also be fitted with pistons, and an electric dildo could be inserted to stimulate her sexual desire. Her long hair was tied together with thin ropes to the headboard, preventing her from raising her head. 　　Yan Huan Chun felt extremely ashamed! Although she was the vice leader of the gang, she had never experienced such misfortune before. What was most hateful was that it was Tan Fuhan who had humiliated her. Tears finally streamed down her face, her beautiful eyes closing silently. She knew she couldn't even die now; these two would make her a monster. 　　Uncle Liu picked up two small iron clamps. The clamps were strange; a thin iron chain was attached to one end, with a slightly larger ring at the other . Of course, these clamps were familiar to the novice Fuhan; they were tools used by Westerners to make women's breasts swell. It was said that swollen breasts increased a man's libido, but Fuhan had never tried it. 　　Uncle Liu clamped the clamps onto Huanchun's nipples, and the two thin chains were connected . 　　Fu Han asked softly, "No, that's not right. It would be better if she stood up, so her breasts would droop down, causing her sensitive nipples to itch and swell, stimulating the secretion of female hormones!" 　　Uncle Liu turned around in surprise, "Young Master Han, you're quite the theorist! I heard you're a Harvard graduate , I didn't expect you to have so much knowledge about women." 　　Tan Fu Han blushed, "You flatter me, you flatter me. I learned it from the bondage club at school..." 　　Yan Huan Chun listened, feeling quite embarrassed as well. However, she hadn't heard Fu Han mention his past. Fu Han joined , apparently quitting his job as a company vice president to follow her. Fishing at sea every day, claiming territory, fighting with thugs... this kind of person is a Harvard graduate? She suddenly looked at him with new respect. 　　Opening her eyes, she looked at Tan Fu Han seriously for the first time. His handsomeness sent a shiver down her spine: "Ah, he 's so handsome, how come I never noticed him before?" Actually, it wasn't a matter of not noticing; she only called him when she needed him to fight, and every time he arrived, he was a mess, a testament to being in a fight. So, he was pretty much the same as any other subordinate. 　　Uncle Liu removed the metal clamp, praising him gratefully, "If you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have understood. Thanks!" 　　Tan Fuhan smiled: "It's nothing… What do you want?" 　　He found Uncle Liu's sudden bewilderment amusing: He thought, "You're telling me to teach me? I think …"

"Let me teach you."

Uncle Liu was momentarily confused: "Hey, Brother Han, what should we do next? Should we use a nipple needle to puncture her?
Or give her an enema?"

Tan Fuhan naturally shook his head repeatedly: "Look at her delicate skin and tender flesh. She's probably not the kind of
woman who can accept this kind of abuse. If we do this to her, she'll die in no time."

He walked up to Huan Chun and gently stroked her full and elastic breasts. It felt like an electric current,
anyway, making Huan Chun let out a moan. Saliva also flowed out.

Tan Fuhan smiled and said: "It seems that her sensitive areas need stimulation. Look, her nipples are starting to harden,
faster than many hot women! Such a sexually active beauty needs to be inspired and developed!

Hmm, get some size 3 rope."

"Huh? Size 3 rope?" Uncle Liu didn't know that ropes were numbered, so Fuhan had to choose some thinner
ropes himself, about the diameter of a pencil, white nylon rope.

"What are you trying to do?" Uncle Liu looked at Tan Fuhan, who should have been his junior but was now his senior.

"Tie up her breasts, it'll look more elegant." As he spoke, he began to tie them up seriously.
White originally represented purity, but tied on equally white breasts, it looked lewd. Tan

Fuhan's technique was truly superb; not only Uncle Liu was stunned, but even Yan Huanchun, trapped in the cage, had
the same thought. The rope was tied around her chest, lifting her soft breasts, making her nipples swell as if they were engorged with blood
, almost bursting out of her clothes, a sharp sight that would make any man's nose bleed. The rope was tightly
wrapped around her waist seven or eight times, making our poor Miss Yan's already slender waist appear even more delicate. "Brother Han, what's the point of tying her up like this?" Uncle Liu looked at Yan Huanchun, who

was breathing heavily due to the tight rope binding her abdomen , with a puzzled expression. 　　"You don't even understand this? You have to keep a woman's head spiky at all times so you can have some fun! 　　By binding her abdomen, she can only try to breathe more easily, reducing the pressure on her waist. Otherwise, she'll have trouble breathing. See?" Tan Fuhan pointed to the abdomen being forced to contract to allow for easier breathing, while her full breasts also rose higher. 　　"Haha, after all, it's a slave club. What have you learned in there?" Tan Fuhan was clearly a kidnapping fanatic, which amused Uncle Liu, who shared the same interest. 　　"It's nothing much. That club is 80% women, very few men. The women like to tie each other up in pairs, and some particularly vicious ones like to torture the female members who are hanging up with whips and hot tongs. Once, I saw a super pervert put his feces into a female member's mouth. I vomited for hours after I got back to the dorm that day. Damn! Even perverts have to be hygienic!!" 　　As he spoke, Tan Fuhan seemed to get a little angry, and his movements became more vigorous. He tied several large knots in the rope, pressed the knots against the woman's vagina, and tied the two ends securely to the rope around her waist. From the front, it looked a bit like a woman's "T" shaped underwear. 　　Then he tied another rope to the middle of this "T" shaped underwear, with the other end pointing upwards. There was a ready-made pulley on it, so he rolled the rope into the pulley and gently pulled. The rough knot immediately sank deep into the sensitive labia, rubbing against the tender pink flesh, stimulating Yan Huanchun's physiological reaction even more intensely! 　　With her limbs firmly secured by four ropes, she was completely unable to move. As the ropes slowly pulled downwards, her waist slowly rose! 　　Even though Yan Huanchun was highly skilled in martial arts, the ropes binding her chest first had an anesthetic effect, then the ropes tightly binding her waist took away most of her strength, and now these hateful ropes were intensely stimulating the woman's private parts. How could she possibly withstand it? 　　A thin, translucent, blood-tinged fluid flowed from the knots, and she fainted from excessive shame and anger! 　　Tan Fuhan, seeing the situation was dire, said, "This woman is still a novice! It seems we can't play like this anymore; she needs to be trained!" He pulled back the ropes that were suspending her. 　　Uncle Liu suddenly realized, "That's right, she really is a greenhorn. I originally wanted to find an expert to train her, but there are very few people like that in China, and Japan is too far away." 　　Tan Fuhan looked at Yan Huanchun's beautiful face and cool figure, and quickly recommended himself, "Uncle Liu, what do you think of me?" 　　"Of course you're a pervert, but I already have someone in mind. I just contacted her, and she agreed . If I refuse like this, I'm afraid..." 　　Uncle Liu did have many inconveniences. First, if he let Tan Fuhan train her, and she accidentally revealed that it was Yan Huanchun, then he would be dead. Second, he had indeed contacted the famous Black Rose kidnapper earlier, paying her a lot of money to train Yan Huanchun. Now he regretted it. Black Rose had four female assassins under her command, all of whom were skilled marksmen. All four had participated in national or international shooting championships and had won championships! 　　That's not all. The leader of the fourth assassin is called Little Fairy. She's incredibly beautiful, but ruthless. She likes to smash people's heads when she kills. She's already successfully assassinated many high-ranking officials from major countries, so she's highly regarded by Black Rose! Just think, if I offended someone like her, my life would be over! 　　Tan Fuhan was no ordinary person either. He saw Liu Shu's worries: "Who did you contact? What's her phone number? I'll help you refuse. If there are any problems, tell them to come to me!" 　　Liu Shu knew that Tan Fuhan had some very capable people under him, so he had always been wary of him. Now the opportunity had come. If he could instigate a war between Liu Shu and Black Rose, wouldn't that be like the snipe and the clam fighting, while a third party benefits? 　　Thinking of this, he said to Tan Fuhan, "Black Rose!" and handed her her business card. Tan Fuhan had never heard of Black Rose before and was quite dismissive. Taking the card, she saw the words "President of Hong Kong Futeli Technology Trading Co., Ltd." and gasped, "Black Rose is her?" 　　Uncle Liu nodded. Tan Fuhan's face turned ashen. She had already experienced this woman's power firsthand; she had completely defeated her and was no match for her in the power struggle. Could it be that she couldn't even win against a woman now? He was filled with frustration. 　　Uncle Liu noticed the change and became anxious. He had to make them fight each other; both groups were his biggest threats , and the defeat of either side would benefit him! He immediately shouted angrily, "Hmph, that woman boasted that no one in China, Hong Kong, or Taiwan could beat her, and now even the brothers within the Water Gang have been badly hurt by her… This woman, she even knows that I… "

"If she still tries to force me, I'm going to fight her to the death today! Brother Han, you should think about the future of the Water Gang!
The gang leader is very troubled. He has entrusted the affairs of the gang to others, and Vice Gang Leader Yan has deserted. Now, the
only

one left who can shoulder the responsibility in the gang is you!" Tan Fuhan was provoked by this, and his nameless anger flared up: "Damn it, this gossip, she thinks she's
so great just because she's Black Bear's mistress. I've wanted to play with her for a long time, but I didn't expect her to be such a pervert. Damn it, no doubt about it, Uncle Liu,
give me this woman. You go. I'll handle Black Rose. I don't believe that a slut like her can fight me!"

Uncle Liu chuckled repeatedly: "Yes, Brother Han graduated from Harvard. I believe your brain is definitely better than hers. If you need any
help, just say the word, and Uncle Liu will support you from behind! Everything should be done with courtesy and righteousness. I don't believe
she can outmaneuver you!" "

When Tan Fuhan gets angry, even the entire Water Gang trembles. This shows he's second only to the two leaders and above a thousand others in the gang
! Without some kind of ruthlessness, it's impossible to command respect. Speaking of Tan Fuhan, the reason he's called 'Wanli Piao' (meaning 'Wanli Piao
'

in Chinese folklore) is because of his exceptionally light-footed skills and his incredibly powerful yet mysterious kung fu! It's also said he has a close friendship with Master Yiming, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song. All of this indicates he
's no ordinary person. So even Uncle Liu is starting to think he might be able to defeat the Black Rose Little Fairy's gang!

Tan Fuhan didn't answer, picked up his phone, and dialed Cai Shaofen's mobile phone, only to hear the 'This user's phone is switched off'
message. He put the phone back and asked Uncle Liu, 'When are you meeting her?'

Uncle Liu checked his watch: 'She said she'd be coming around four in the afternoon, and maybe she'll bring some people with her.'

Tan Fuhan's eyes suddenly became as sharp as swords. This look frightened Uncle Liu. His cold voice
was like that of a completely different person: 'Do you know something?'"

Uncle Liu felt a chill run down his spine and quickly recounted the story of Black Rose's fourth assassin.

Tan Fuhan smiled coldly: "Black Rose, little vixen, I'll make sure you don't leave alive!" He then ordered his
men to carry the unconscious Yan Huanchun away, while he himself sat confidently drinking tea.

An hour passed. During this time, Uncle Liu tried to speak to him, but his eyes
told him he didn't want to talk to him anymore! Moreover, his mind seemed to be controlled by Tan Fuhan's thoughts; he just
sat there motionless, like a wooden statue.

The time finally jumped to four o'clock, but Black Rose still hadn't arrived!

Just as Uncle Liu was wondering what to do, a woman's voice came from outside the cabin. "Sister Hei is busy. She told me
to come alone to bring someone. Where is she?" Then, a stylish woman dressed as a secretary suddenly stepped forward. A

very beautiful woman, probably only twenty-one or twenty-two, wearing a pink uniform, her full breasts and alluring
hips making Uncle Liu swallow hard. He awkwardly greeted her, "Oh, well, this
Brother Han said he wanted that woman, so Sister Hei, could you tell me?"

*Slap!* A crisp sound rang out as the beautiful woman slapped him across the face. "You want to go against Sister Hei? Have you got a death wish?"

Uncle Liu, always confident in his martial arts skills, was utterly powerless against this woman! He was too frightened to
utter a sound. Tan Fuhan slammed his hand on the table beside him. "Miss, may I ask your name? Is it necessary to be
so arrogant? Aren't you afraid I'm a police officer, and I could use you for intimidation and lock you up for six months or eight months?"

The woman turned to see Tan Fuhan and immediately changed her expression to a smile. "Where are you from, sir? I'm Yuwen
Lan, secretary at Futeli Company. This is my business card." "She gracefully opened her handbag and took out an exquisite business card.

Tan Fuhan was about to take it when he suddenly noticed a gun inside. His mind was quick, and he immediately knew
he was in big trouble. This Yuwen Lan might be one of the four assassins. She was carrying a gun, so she must be planning to kill someone.
That's how assassins are: kill someone, then get a new gun. Tan Fuhan had met many extraordinary people, so he understood these things.
Just then, Yuwen Lan indeed pulled out a pistol, pointing it at Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu was shocked: "Miss, what are you doing?"

Yuwen Lan giggled: "Don't you understand? Disobeying Sister Hei means death... Don't move, move even once, and I'll shoot
..."

Tan Fuhan was walking boldly towards the gun, and Yuwen Lan immediately pointed the gun at him: "Don't move. I
won the Asian Games shooting group championship, hehe, this shot will accurately hit your heart... Don't move,
I told you not to move, you really want to die." "I don't want to kill a handsome guy like you... Stop, I'm going to shoot..."

For some reason, Yuwen Lan felt a pang of fear when she met Tan Fuhan's gaze. Watching him
approach fearlessly, her hand trembled so much she couldn't pull the trigger, so she could only back away. Tan Fuhan chuckled: "So what
if you're an Olympic champion with a useless toy? Want to play with me? Don't hide!"

Yuwen Lan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, putting on a charming smile again: "Big brother, you're amazing. Are you
really not afraid of death, or did you know I couldn't shoot?" As she spoke, she threw the gun on the ground. Uncle Liu
picked it up and his face immediately turned as red as a braised pig's head in embarrassment. It turned out to be just a toy gun!

Yuwen Lan turned to Uncle Liu and smiled: "This is Sister Hei's warning to you. Next time, don't joke like this
!" "She was about to step out of the cabin when a towering figure blocked her way—it was Wanli Piaotan Fuhan.

'The Water Gang, is this a place you can come and go as you please?'

Yuwen Lan was startled, took a few steps back, then laughed again: 'So what do you plan to do? Keep me here? Can you
?' She slowly put down her shoulder bag, took off her high heels, and actually struck a karate stance!

Uncle Liu suddenly realized: 'So you're the weakest of the 'Four Assassins,' the Old Jade-Faced Female Asura…'

'Hmph, courting death!' " Yuwen Lan leaped into the air, kicking Liu Shu, who barely dodged with a lazy roll.
Just as Yuwen Lan was about to attack again, Tan Fuhan struck.

His hand transformed into an eagle claw, striking at Yuwen Lan. Yuwen Lan was not to be outdone, and the two immediately engaged in a
fierce battle Tan Fuhan used eagle claw techniques, while Yuwen Lan was skilled in karate; they were evenly matched

, neither side gaining the upper hand. Tan Fuhan then realized the truth of the saying, "A strong general has no weak soldiers." If he couldn't even handle the weakest of them all, Yuwen Lan,
how could he possibly deal with the stronger ones? Thinking this for a moment, his mind wandered, and he almost fell victim to her attack.

Yuwen Lan giggled, "A man hitting a woman? Bah! Aren't you so arrogant? Come on, defeat me!"
"If you can beat me, I'll sleep with you. How about that? Hehe~" Tan Fuhan couldn't take it anymore: "You
asked for . Let me show you my true skills!" He then roared, his body suddenly becoming as hard as steel,
hitting Yuwen Lan until she cried out in pain: "Ah, I won't do it anymore! You're too hard, I can't beat you~" She tried to slip away
, but how could Tan Fuhan let her have her way?

He grabbed Yuwen Lan's hands and twisted them behind her back. No matter how much Yuwen Lan cried, screamed, bit, and kicked, Tan Fuhan's
body was as hard as steel. How could she let Tan Fuhan suffer even the slightest pain?

Tan Fuhan ignored her resistance, crying, and struggling, and ordered Uncle Liu: "Quickly tie this girl up and
gag her annoying mouth." Uncle Liu

had been waiting with a large bundle of rope. Upon hearing this, he immediately came forward. Because Yuwen Lan's hands
were held behind her back by iron-like arms, Uncle Liu easily tied her up tightly. This binding method was based on Japanese bondage techniques .
The beautiful woman in uniform had her hands folded and bound behind her back with rope. The ropes around her chest were tied quite carefully,
of course in a crisscross pattern to make her breasts appear higher.

Yuwen Lan was, after all, a weak woman. With her body controlled, her combined strength was no match for
a chicken, let alone the fact that Tan Fuhan and Uncle Liu were both 1.80 meters tall! Two big men pinning down a weak
woman and binding her was not only humiliating for bullying, but also incredibly pathetic. Fortunately, neither of them dared
to be careless. How could they consider such aspects when dealing with an assassin? If you really showed mercy, then your knot... "So she really did die
at the hands of a woman."

Yuwen Lan was somewhat surprised. She felt that Uncle Liu's binding was very different from ordinary binding. Ordinary binding only
tied the wrists, but Uncle Liu completely restrained her arms, and used a lot of rope to make
many diamond-like nets. Her wrists were bound behind her back, and she couldn't move them even a little bit.

There were also ropes tied above her breasts, each one seemingly tightly embedded in her pink flesh, making her throat feel
a little dry. Because women have slender shoulders, their arms can easily be folded behind their backs, and with the help of their full and
high , the ropes tied above their breasts can easily and firmly wrap around their backs and
tie them together with the ropes binding their elbows.

Now Yuwen Lan was like that, her upper body almost completely fixed by those ropes. In any case, she
couldn't move her wrists at all.

"Old man! How can you tie such complicated ropes? You're wasting so much rope. Are you crazy?" "

Yuwen Lan asked Uncle Liu in surprise, her curiosity momentarily halting her struggle. This, of course, gave Uncle Liu ample time
to properly complete this "artwork."

Tan Fuhan also finished his practice; due to the peculiar nature of this skill, he felt as exhausted as if he had been working on
the bed . He sat quietly on the ground, gathering his energy and regaining his composure, no longer speaking. He knew
Yuwen Lan couldn't escape.

"Hehe, I tied you up like this so you wouldn't escape! As the saying goes, 'It's easy to release a tiger, but hard to catch it.' If I didn't tie you up tightly, it wouldn't be fun if you escaped
. Although you're not a tiger, you're so fierce and your kung fu is so good. If I'm alone one day, won't you, this
assassin, kill me?" After Uncle Liu tightly bound Yuwen Lan's hands, he wanted to tie her legs as well.

Unexpectedly, Yuwen Lan suddenly smiled: "Old man, don't tie my feet up yet, I need to go to the toilet..."

Uncle Liu was overjoyed, "Then let me help you in?"

Yuwen Lan spat, "Looking at you, I'm already disgusted, how can I possibly be comfortable?" "

Then you..." Before Uncle Liu could ask, he saw Yuwen Lan's beautiful eyes fixed on Tan Fuhan. Needless to say,
he knew what the outcome would be. Uncle Liu let Yuwen Lan up. Since her hands were tied behind her back, she couldn't run fast, so he
wasn't worried.

There's a saying, "Enemies don't become friends without fighting," and this was exactly the case with Yuwen Lan. At first, she was
a little annoyed, but after saying some nonsense, her courage gradually grew, and she also
developed a considerable liking for the handsome, robust, and highly skilled "Wanli Piao."

Yuwen Lan walked to Han's side, bent down, and breathed into his ear, "Big brother, thank you for your trouble!" "

His ears were itchy, and he couldn't resist. His nose was already catching
the strange fragrance emanating from Yuwen Lan's firm breasts, which were practically pressed against his body, and his heart was pounding wildly. Now, with Yuwen Lan teasing him again, he wasn't a saint; how could he
resist the waves of sexual urges rising within him? Tan Fuhan grabbed the fragrant woman who was
almost and kissed her face and body relentlessly. He grabbed her breasts with both hands, kneading them constantly, his tongue
darting out like a wild beast, 'ssssing'..." He licked Yuwen Lan's face and neck with a "sizzling" sound.

Yuwen Lan cooperated and lay down, her hands bound behind her back, pressing her hips
up quite a bit. Overwhelmed by waves of sexual urges, Tan Fuhan's hand finally couldn't resist reaching for Yuwen Lan's
genitals ! He roughly ripped off her panties, then frantically unbuckled his belt, pulled out his already
erect and taut penis, closed his eyes, and, relying on his sixth sense, aimed at the entrance to her paradise, and thrust forcefully… "
Ah

... Big brother, you... Ah... No... I haven't pooped yet... Ah... Ah... Oh... Oh... Hey...
Big brother, your... Ah... Your rod is too thick... Wow... It hurts... I... I... Ah...
I'm still a virgin... Ah... It hurts..."

Yuwen Lan was sweating profusely from the pain, but at the same time, she was excited and kept responding. Each thrust made her
tremble , but at the same time, it also gave her a wave of pleasure. She thought to herself: So this is what my older sister meant by making love!

Tan Fuhan ignored her pleas. On the contrary, he thrust even harder and harder. He could feel
his glans constantly ejaculating semen. Each time he ejaculated, he felt a surge of excitement. To be honest, he didn't
know he was so capable, making Yuwen Lan cry out in pain under him.

"Wow...it's so...good...big brother...oh...you...and...ah...ah...stop
...it really hurts...I can't hold it in anymore...ah..."

In a terrible state, Yuwen Lan actually urinated, soaking his pants. But that wasn't the worst part; something
even worse was yet to come. Tan Fuhan pulled out his penis, squeezed hard, collected the semen in his hand, then inserted
his head between Yuwen Lan's thighs, forcefully spreading them apart with his hands. He first licked the large, fleshy lips, then poked at the small, dark opening,
before smearing the semen on it, his hands constantly combing through the hair.

"Ah...it itches, big brother...what are you doing...I...I'm not...enough yet..." A classic case of
sexual frustration!

Tan Fuhan chuckled coldly, "Just cleaning you up."

Uncle Liu, who had witnessed the whole thing without a word, couldn't help but chuckle, "I say, Brother Han,
you haven't even learned all the perverted lessons in the club, have you?"

Tan Fuhan's reply, "Hehe! Yes," stunned Yuwen Lan and Uncle Liu.

"Wow!...No way...Big brother...you...pervert...oh...hehe...don't tickle there...
hehe..." Yuwen Lan laughed while feigning distress.

"Itchy slavery is also a major subject!" Tan Fuhan's expression brightened; it seemed
the influence of women on men was truly immeasurable.

"Ah, itchy slavery? What is that...?" Uncle Liu asked with interest.

"What is slavery?...Hmm..." It was unbelievable that such a sexy, wanton secretary
didn't know what slavery meant.

Tan Fuhan kissed Yuwen Lan passionately, their tongues colliding in their mouths, the semen clinging to their tongues sliding
down , mingling with the pleasure in their bodies, and the two were once again intertwined.

From this moment on, Yuwen Lan no longer belonged to Black Rose, because she had completely forgotten Black Rose's existence.
Her body had betrayed Black Rose, and her heart had betrayed Black Rose as well. From now on, she would become Tan Fuhan's
capable female secretary.

File 1: Conquering Black Rose's number four assassin, "Jade-Faced Female Asura" Yuwen Lan, successful!

On a luxurious ship, a girl dressed entirely in white knelt on the ground, her hands bound behind her back.

It was midday, and the weather was hot. But she bit her lip, not uttering a single word of complaint. She
had been kneeling for over three hours, her knees worn through her trousers, stained with blood.

Bringing Yan Huanchun back was originally Black Rose's task, but because her boyfriend in Beijing
urgently her, she secretly entrusted the task to her best friend Yuwen Lan. It should have been an easy task,
but the sudden intervention of Tan Fuhan caused a dramatic change, and now even Yuwen Lan's whereabouts were unknown. She had no choice but to
have herself bound and kneel, a gesture of remorse. Her

loyalty to Black Rose bordered on unquestionable, and she felt deeply
guilty for making such a grave mistake.

Another hour passed while she knelt. Finally, the cruise ship's cabin door opened, and a
well-behaved girl who looked like a middle school student beckoned: "Second Sister, the master wants you to come in. She said she doesn't blame you."

The girl in white, called "Second Sister," struggled to her feet, her hands bound behind her back. What a
beauty! Her figure was stunning in her snow-white dress; every curve and shape was perfectly proportioned.

And she was incredibly tall, over 170 centimeters! With her stunning face and flowing white hair,
she was quite a beauty. She was Xue Bing'er, the second assassin of the Black Rose.

Following the girl's guidance, she strode in... Thirty minutes later, an elderly woman with missing teeth
emerged... Her hands and neck were covered in age spots and wrinkles, everything indicating she was
frail and nearing the end of her life. Only her dim eyes occasionally flashed with a sharp, eagle-like gaze!

After dealing with a case of brothers killing each other, Tan Fuhan, accompanied by his secretary Yuwen Lan, planned to have a
casual meal . Because the restaurant owner was a close friend of his, he usually got a 50% or 60% discount, which he found very affordable.

Yuwen Lan had completely become Tan Fuhan's lover, following him around day and night... She opened the BMW door
before , and Tan Fuhan chuckled mischievously, patting her face and grabbing her plump buttocks,
making Yuwen Lan blush before getting into the driver's seat.

It was the opening ceremony of the Olympics, and many people had gone home after work to watch the live broadcast, leaving the streets deserted.
This narrow asphalt road was normally impassable for fast driving. Today was an exception, thanks to the seasoned speedster Tan Fuhan and
perfect weather.

A BMW sped along the street at 80 kilometers per hour. Inside, a young couple were embracing and whispering sweet nothings,
completely oblivious to the elderly woman with white hair suddenly appearing in front of them. Yuwen Lan, with her sharp eyes, saw the old woman suddenly emerge from in front of
the BMW and yelled for the brakes. But it was too late. Despite slamming on the brakes, the sweat-drenched Tan Fuhan still
crashed into the elderly woman.

At the moment of impact, Tan Fuhan sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. He also realized he had injured the old woman and needed
to get her to the hospital immediately. Just as he was about to get out of the car, Yuwen Lan suddenly stopped him: "I'll go down and take a look. Don't move!"

The astute Yuwen Lan sensed something was wrong; the old woman's appearance was too abrupt, and although she was hunched over, her figure
was slender and well-proportioned, completely out of place with the typical image of a hunchbacked old woman. She loved Tan Fuhan dearly and wasn't willing to risk her life,
so she volunteered to go down and check. Without waiting for Tan Fuhan's permission, she got out of the car. Reaching the car, she was horrified to see
the old woman covered in blood, lying in a pool of blood, seemingly dead.

Yuwen Lan took out a lens and held it to her nose; thankfully, she was still breathing. Relieved, she put the lens
away and turned to call Fuhan to help her lift her into the car, when suddenly a wave of dizziness hit her temple. Before she could retaliate, she was struck hard by
a punch and finally lost consciousness.

The old woman pulled out a Browning pistol, straightened her back, and stood up. Before Tan Fuhan could even see what was happening, she
had already pointed the gun at his head: "Don't move! I'll take responsibility for killing you. Put Yuwen Lan in the car, quick!"

With a gun pointed at his head, Tan Fuhan had no choice but to comply. He knew this wasn't the time for impulsiveness; their lives
were at stake!

It was late, and they were on a deserted road in the suburbs; there was no way anyone could save them. The old woman's
sharp eyes never left Tan Fuhan; if he made any unusual move, she would shoot him without hesitation.

"Tie her up." The old woman took a bundle of nylon rope from under the car seat and threw it in front of Tan Fuhan.

Tan Fuhan smiled ingratiatingly: "Grandma, what are you doing? We can talk things over..."

"Shut your mouth, you stinking man! I'm the boss now. If you dare say another word, I'll shoot you!"

Faced with the current unfavorable situation, how could he turn the tables? While thinking, he
bound .

Because she had been knocked unconscious, it only took him the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea to tie her up securely. Her elbows were
tied behind her back with rope, and her wrists were tied separately to her sides. Then he handcuffed her.
A rope was threaded through the middle, one end running from the navel down the lower abdomen, pressing against the opening of the vulva,
then , and finally through the cleft of the buttocks, before rising up and tightly binding it together with the rope binding the elbows.

Having done this, Tan Fuhan looked at the old woman for advice. The old woman's voice, cold as ice, sounded surprisingly clear,
like that of a young girl: "Tie her feet up too!"

The command meant obedience. Tan Fuhan couldn't think of a good way to escape, so he could only sigh inwardly: Yuwen Lan,
I'll have to put up with this for a little longer. I hope you bless me and I'll think of a solution soon. Picking up the rope, Tan Fuhan's experienced hands shone through again.
In just three minutes, Yuwen Lan's feet were tightly bound with several ropes, the upper thighs, the
area near the knees, the lower legs near the knees, and the ankles all tightly bound together.

"Gager!" Tan Fuhan cursed, "You're tying her hands and feet and then gagging her! You'll get
what's coming to you later!" But despite his thoughts, his life was now in the hands of an old woman... He was
truly at mercy.

Next to the pile of ropes was a round ball, about the size of a fist, resembling a sponge, but
much more elastic. Its high elasticity and stretch made it perfect for gags. Tan Fuhan
had secretly bought it today, intending to use it on Yuwen Lan at the hotel that night. Unexpectedly, he could use it earlier than planned.
Tan Fuhan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He lifted Yuwen Lan's head and slowly inserted the ball into her mouth until it was completely inside, with
only the outer edge slightly revealing her teeth. Tan Fuhan tore off several pieces of tape and sealed Yuwen Lan's mouth shut. The ball was quite large,
forcefully pushing open her jaw, making it even more difficult for her to make a sound.

After doing all that, poor Yuwen Lan was completely at someone else's mercy. Luckily, she was unconscious and unaware.

"Hands up! Stand against the wall!" The old woman cocked her gun. It seemed that once Tan Fuhan stood still, that
would be the end of him!

For the first time in his life, Tan Fuhan broke out in a cold sweat. He never expected to be caught off guard and die at the hands of an old woman
. It was truly not worth it. But what could he do in the face of the menacing gun barrel? He could only slowly shuffle towards the corner of the wall,
trying to buy as much time as possible. Obviously, the old woman didn't want him to die in the middle of the street, as that would increase
her trouble with Interpol.

"Hurry up!! Don't try to be clever. You're dead today. You ruined my reputation and forced me to take the 'lust-inducing poison
. ' I will never rest until I get my revenge!"

Tan Fuhan grinned. "The 'lust-inducing poison' is indeed very toxic, but it's not incurable! All I need is..." As
he spoke, he stopped walking.

"Oh, alright, tell me. If you're right, I'll grant you a complete corpse." At this point,
it was clear this woman was the Black Rose assassin! Han,

both amused and exasperated, gave a bitter smile: "Since I'm going to die anyway, I don't care about anything else. But if I tell you the
antidote , you have to let me see your face, so I can die knowing why!"

The old woman hesitated for a moment, but immediately agreed. "Since I'm about to die anyway, let him see." Heh,
Xue shouldn't have such a woman's heart, but it was precisely because she still had that sliver of conscience that she eventually
developed a deeply unforgettable love affair with Tan Fuhan.

"To remove the poison of the Lustful Powder, there's a way that will definitely work. Spend a night of passionate lovemaking with an exceptionally strong man, and
the poison will transfer to that man's body, and at the same time, the poison in your body will disappear!"

"Shut up! What do you take me for? Vulgar!" The old woman, annoyed, reverted to her original voice. That melodious,
invigorating shout struck Han's heart like a hammer blow.

What a beautiful voice, what a young voice! Tan Fuhan was mesmerized by the woman's voice until she
revealed her true face.

"There's no way to control it," Tan Fuhan consoled himself with this excuse for his surging erection.

What could he do? The woman before him was simply breathtakingly beautiful. How could such a perfect woman exist?

Her figure and her appearance were beyond description. If she were tied up,
what a beautiful picture it would be!

Lost in his fantasies, Tan Fuhan completely forgot the danger he was in…

"Who are you?"

"Snow Angel, Xue Bing'er."

"The second assassin of Black Rose, and also the 2000 Miss Universe winner!"

Xue Bing'er was startled by the voice behind her and immediately pulled the trigger without hesitation. "Click?"

A wave of dizziness washed over her; the gun had fired a blank?

The man behind her continued to laugh, "All your bullets are with me. Slowly turn around and take a look, but don't move around too much,
bullets have no eyes."

Things are truly unpredictable; Xue Bing, who had just been completely on the offensive, was suddenly at a complete disadvantage. Xue Bing
slowly turned her head back, and seeing the man, she was speechless with surprise.

"Didn't expect that, did you? Hehe!" The man's voice echoed loudly, as if he were speaking into
a microphone .

"Wan Zixuan, what are you doing?! Our mission is to kill him!! Give me the gun."
After her initial surprise, Xue Bing thought the man was joking, so she jumped over to grab the gun. Unexpectedly, Wan Zixuan suddenly shoved the gun into Xue Bing
's mouth!

"Who's joking with you? Move again and I'll kill you!! Tan Fuhan, what are you waiting for? Tie her up!

Her karate is at the black belt level; three Yuwen Lans wouldn't be a match for her!"

Hearing that this delicate beauty was actually a master, Tan Fuhan didn't dare to be careless and quickly
took out rope from his toolbox to tie her up.

"Xue Bing'er, I've had my eye on you for a long time, and today I've finally got my chance, hahaha~~"

"Wan Zixuan, this is just a personal grudge between us. You want to be the number one beauty? I'll give you the title!
Why did you have to ruin my carefully laid trap?!" "

Hahaha~~ Who told you to be so outstanding in the gang, so beautiful, and with martial arts skills no worse than mine?
If you were allowed to exist, you would be the successor to the Black Rose Assassins, and I won't accept that!"

Helplessly watching Tan Fuhan's skillful binding movements, Xue Bing'er sighed: "I've been wronged, but since you
betrayed me, you won't live much longer. The boss will come and deal with you!"

Wan Zixuan shuddered. She wasn't afraid of anyone, except this little vixen... Seeing that Tan Fuhan had already tied Xue Bing'er's
hands tightly behind her back, she quickly withdrew.

Xue Bing'er, her hands bound, didn't struggle. She simply stood there, letting Tan Fuhan continue with his proud bondage
techniques.

Her hands were folded and tied behind her back, the rope on her wrists tightly intertwined with the loop behind her neck. Her
folded hands were pulled upwards as much as possible, and the X-shaped ropes
binding her breasts and between them completely deprived her of freedom in her upper body.

Looking sadly at herself as a prisoner, Xue Bing'er asked softly, "Han, can you loosen the bindings a bit? My
arms hurt so much, I can't run away."

"If you don't bind a tiger tightly enough, won't you also endanger my life?" Tan Fuhan tore at the wide duct tape used for sealing boxes, wrapping it around
Xue Bing'er's ten delicate, jade-like fingers, enveloping those lovely, kissable hands.
The benefit of this was self-evident: to completely deprive Xue Bing'er of the right to move her fingers.

"Damn it, I'm just a woman! You're so rude! I hate it! I hate it!" Seeing Tan Fuhan
wrap a rope around her waist, intending to pass it through her legs and tie it to her buttocks, she began to scream and struggle.

Suddenly taking two steps back, Xue Bing'er charged at Tan Fuhan with all her might, her legs flashing as she kicked at him
. A clever woman, feigning submission before launching a sudden attack.

Caught off guard, Tan Fuhan was struck by the barrage of kicks, his body slamming against the wall with a resounding "thud!"

In a single blow, Tan Fuhan witnessed her true skill: "So it's the Foshan Shadowless Kick!"

The legendary skill of Wong Fei-hung, now wielded by this beautiful woman with her upper body bound, was simply unbelievable. Tan Fuhan
bounced off the wall and landed on the ground, then rolled away, successfully dodging another attack from Xue Bing'er!

Clearly, Xue Bing'er was still making a final effort; she was determined to assassinate her target!

Tan Fuhan used his lightness skill to dodge and weave, but faced with the lightning-fast, shadowless kicks, he was completely helpless.
He could only pray to God that her strength would quickly run out…

“Xue Bing’er, why are you so determined to kill me?! How much did the person who commissioned you to kill me pay you? I
’ll give you double!” Tan Fuhan suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Most beautiful women like to be with rich men, isn’t it all about money?
A beauty like Xue Bing’er, willing to lower herself and die for Black Rose, might have something to do with money!

He was right. Hearing this, Xue Bing’er indeed stopped: “Are you serious?”

“Of course! A man's word is his bond!”

Xue Bing’er showed a delighted expression, she was so beautiful!

“Okay, as long as you help me cure my boyfriend’s terminal illness, I’ll do anything you ask!”

Tan Fuhan felt a pang of jealousy; this beauty had a boyfriend!

"What illness does he have?"

"The doctor said it's aplastic anemia, and he needs to be hospitalized for observation. I've given him everything, but he... he
... Waaaaaah ..." Xue Bing'er's crying was quite captivating.

However, upon hearing Xue Bing'er's story, Han felt deep sympathy, because he knew that her boyfriend actually had
leukemia and would die soon. Xue Bing'er was so innocent, unaware that he had already been sentenced to death.

"Hehe, good, lucky you! Her boyfriend is dead, and I'm just taking over." Tan Fuhan couldn't help but
smile slightly. He pretended to support her trembling shoulders, wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and then pulled her voluptuous
body into his arms. Her silky smooth hair brushed against his face in the breeze, bringing a serene warmth. To
Han's satisfaction, the beauty in his arms curled up like a kitten, her head drooping on his shoulder,
sobbing incessantly.

Reaching out to stroke the rough ropes binding her soft arms, Tan Fuhan felt a surge of relief. He truly hadn't expected that
today , instead of bad luck, he'd be lucky. He was deeply grateful to that jealous woman named Wan Zixuan; without
her, that luck would never have come his way.

File Two: Successfully Conquering Black Rose's Number Two Assassin, "Snow Angel" Xue Bing'er!

After Xue Bing'er surrendered, she whispered to him all night, revealing
the big secrets of the company controlled by Black Rose, and also offering him information on two assassins she knew.

This third-ranked female assassin was said to be a secret weapon, directly under Black Rose's command, and also her personal bodyguard.
Her martial arts skills were superb; her master was the American heavyweight boxing champion, Tai Shen. However, after mastering her skills,
whenever the two sparred, it always ended with Tai Shen being thoroughly defeated, demonstrating her formidable power.

Tianyi, nicknamed Little Fairy. Not only was she highly skilled in martial arts, but she was also an expert in using ancient Chinese weapons. She was proficient
in both light weapons like swords, knives, spears, lances, and hidden weapons, as well as heavy weapons typically used by men, such as axes, halberds, hammers, and pestles. She was as light as a swallow and had a slender figure. Her "Cloud Soaring and Mist Drifting" lightness skill was comparable to Tan Fuhan's , each with its own merits. Coupled with her unparalleled beauty, this "beauty trap" had already captivated many brutish men. 　　How could Tan Fuhan be happy after seeing such information? 　　Xue Bing'er, however, was not afraid at all: "The four of us assassins sparred and ranked ourselves. While Xingxing is powerful, she's far from my match. Tianyi is slightly better than me, but with Yuwen Lan and your help, we can definitely defeat her." 　　Tan Fuhan felt a little better after hearing this. He embraced Xue Bing'er and gently kissed her cheek. This darling's martial arts skills far ; it seemed that with her help, he could definitely make a name for himself in the future. 　　"My angel, what are we going to do? We can't just wait for someone to kill us, can we?" 　　Xue Bing'er remained curled up, the ropes still wrapped around her chest and shoulders. Her arms had been tied behind her back for two hours, and because they were so tight, the ropes had dug deep into her snow-white skin. Her breasts, crossed by the ropes , appeared exceptionally firm. Her ears were pounding from Tan Fuhan's gentle kisses, and she felt a little resentful. She tried to move her tightly bound arms to attract Tan Fuhan's attention, but the ropes seemed to be glued to her body—she couldn't move them at all. 　　The despicable Tan Fuhan seemed unwilling to untie her, and she was slightly annoyed: "Black Rose is a stupid woman. If it weren't for Tianyi and me helping her devise strategies, she would have died countless times! This time, Tianyi was sent abroad on a mission, leaving only that little girl Xingxing and me. Now even I've been captured by you... I think she'll be furious. If I'm not mistaken, I think she'll definitely take action in the next day or two." 　　Tan Fuhan said with a grin, "I wonder what that little girl Xingxing looks like?" 　　"You lecherous... hehe... if you don't untie me, my hands will be ruined!" Xue Bing'er wanted to speak sharply...

She cursed him, but his comical actions made her laugh instead.

Tan Fuhan untied her, but unexpectedly, Xue Bing'er slapped him hard across the face. Caught off guard, she
was hit hard.

Xue Bing'er sat up, covering her mouth and laughing, "This slap is a warning to you, don't be too rough with girls."

Tan Fuhan covered his burning face, reached out and hugged her, forcefully throwing her onto the bed. In a moment, the two were rolling around
, wrestling and laughing.

The next day at noon.

Yuwen Lan, Xue Bing'er, and Tan Fuhan were playing an SM game when an uninvited guest suddenly burst in.
Faced with the scene before her, she was extremely surprised and stunned. She never expected it to be Qing'er, the current leader of the Water Gang.

Yuwen Lan's hands were tied behind her back, and she knelt on the ground. The rope binding her hands was a type of
rope as soft as cloth yet as tough as cowhide. The binding was a very Chinese style: the rope draped around her neck, then ran along her
armpits down her back, tightly wrapping twice around her upper arms, then twice around her forearms, finally binding her wrists behind her back.
The excess rope pulled her bound wrists upwards towards her neck, through a pre-drilled knot at the back of her neck, and finally
tied several tight knots. This binding wasn't very tight, but it wasn't easy to escape either, and the bound woman didn't feel too much
discomfort. Therefore, in China, female prisoners were usually bound like this when executed.

Yuwen Lan, seeing the sudden appearance of the stranger, was so ashamed that she hurriedly tried to struggle and hide, only to find that her legs were also already
bound. A rope folded and bound her thighs together, another rope tied her two delicate ankles
together, and yet another rope was tied to her knees and then firmly bound to a low wooden stake on the ground. Thus, she
could neither stand up nor move an inch while kneeling, and finally could only lower her head in shame.

(The End)

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