The Legend of Dingxiang: Rock Sugar Doll

Chapter 1

It was a cold night. The deadly north wind seemed to steal away the last bit of warmth from people. The crescent moon in the night sky seemed unwilling to watch this desolate city, hiding in an unseen corner. The

already few pedestrians on the street gradually became even fewer… In such cold weather, who wouldn't want to stay home, leaning against the heater, drinking a little wine? For those without ambition, after a hearty meal and drinks, flirting with their wives is also a great pleasure.

At this moment, the crisp sound of leather shoes came from afar…

“Tap…tap…tap…”

A faint spark appeared at the end of the street… The figure gradually became clearer. Lin Ling looked in the direction the man was coming from with a slightly surprised gaze… A rather handsome man, I believe everyone who saw him, regardless of gender, would have that feeling. Why handsome? It's because he looks a bit effeminate—to put it bluntly, he has a slightly effeminate feel.

Lin Ling sighed involuntarily, thinking to herself, "If I don't take any business, how am I going to explain this tonight?　 "
She slowly stood up, pulling down her already small, tight-fitting dress... it was truly astonishing!
Anyone who hadn't seen Lin Ling would never imagine that such a petite girl could have such an impressive bust.
However, one had to admire her "dedication"—dressed in the sweltering heat of summer, she deliberately pulled down the fabric at her chest, making her two "red beans" almost spill out. Leaning against the entrance of the hair salon, she was about to give a man a flirtatious look as he approached.

"Damn it!! That damned woman, she was so heartless to push me into the street. If I were any weaker, I'd be lying on the street already..." Ding Xiang cursed inwardly, but her steps didn't stop. In this cold weather, standing like a log on the street was either idiotic or a death wish! She involuntarily shivered and shrank back. Just then, he felt the light, and a warmth instantly spread through him… He took a deep drag of his cigarette and unleashed the legendary “finger flicking skill” into the middle of the road. The cigarette butt traced a beautiful arc in the air before falling to the ground and extinguishing instantly.

Dingxiang noticed the girl in front of the hair salon; she was wearing makeup and dressed provocatively, eyeing him with a seductive gaze. From her eyes, she could tell that this seemingly boyish young man possessed seven parts wickedness and three parts unruliness. When she noticed Dingxiang looking at her too, she smiled at Dingxiang, her gaze shifting from his face to his lower body. Every man understands what that look means…

Ding Xiang didn't stop, walking towards Lin Ling, her eyes constantly scanning him. A thought of revenge against a woman flashed through his mind in that instant…

Ten steps…

five steps…

three steps…

Just as Lin Ling was about to hook his arm around Ding Xiang's waist, she quickened her pace, escaping her reach, then turned back to give him a mocking look before bursting into a cruel laugh…

At this moment, Lin Ling snapped out of his daze. But unexpectedly, unlike a typical hairdresser, Lin Ling didn't show any signs of anger or cursing.

Instead, he gave a self-deprecating smile and turned to sit back on the sofa. This strange behavior caused Ding Xiang's smile to freeze for a moment, her jaw dropping so wide it could fit a fish ball in her mouth. But this only lasted five seconds… before she recovered from her lapse in composure. Then she saw Lin Ling's intriguing smile again. She thought: This woman is not simple. He immediately felt a surge of affection for her and walked towards her, entering the hair salon.

Upon entering, he saw three or four other women playing cards, besides the woman from before. A man greeted him with a smile, casually asking, "Boss, want to come in and have some fun?"

At this moment, the women playing cards noticed him, stopping their games to look at him. "

Isn't that obvious?" Ding Xiang thought to herself, but didn't say it aloud. She plopped down next to Lin Ling and asked, "What services do you offer?"

"Massage is fifty yuan, tip as you see fit," the owner said, lighting a cigarette.

"Okay, let's have a massage then."

After saying this, Ding Xiang noticed the other women's eager eyes, smiled slightly, and turned to pull Lin Ling behind the screen towards the bed…

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After lying down, Ding Xiang stretched out her arms and legs, adopting what she considered a very comfortable posture, waiting for the pleasure Lin Ling's fingers would bring her.

"Mmm..." Dingxiang couldn't help but mumble. This woman's skillful touch and accurate acupoint location were no less than his own. He felt a surge of pride. Of course... men's acupoint location accuracy is generally quite good, hitting the bullseye every time, only occasionally missing the target when firing in bursts. But this acupoint location is different from that. After a

moment of silence, Dingxiang felt an indescribable ease and comfort throughout his body, but the unease in his heart gradually intensified. He had thought this little woman was just putting on an act, pretending to be serious while helping him stretch his body, and that in a short while she would seduce him like a prostitute. But he was disappointed... From beginning to end, Lin Ling didn't offer any special services, nor did she say a single word to him, leaving his "revenge plan" without any chance to proceed.

...

It turned out that Dingxiang had gone to his girlfriend's house for dinner that night, enjoying a candlelight dinner together. He went to the bathroom to take a hot bath and vaguely heard Chen Jing's voice, assuming it was his girlfriend on the phone, and didn't pay much attention.

As the voices grew louder, Dingxiang sensed something was wrong, so she got up, put on her bathrobe, and came out.
She saw Chen Jing holding her phone, frowning, staring at the number displayed on the screen, lost in thought, not even noticing Dingxiang approaching. Dingxiang reached out from behind her, encircling her slender waist, resting her chin on Chen Jing's shoulder, blowing warm breath into her ear, her hands beginning to wander…

"What's wrong? Whose call is it?"

"It's your phone, why are you asking me!" Chen Jing looked displeased.

"Let me see it." Before she finished speaking, Dingxiang took the phone from Chen Jing's hand.

"I don't know whose number this is." Dingxiang also frowned, looking suspicious.

"Let's call and see," Chen Jing said thoughtfully.

"Yeah, whatever you say, wife. Isn't there a saying: 'Listen to your wife, and you'll be rich and prosperous' (a local dialect expression)
?"

Ding Xiang didn't forget to use sweet words to please her girlfriend, and her finger pressed the call-back button on her phone.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable..."

"It's unavailable. It's probably just a prank call." Ding Xiang grinned mischievously, her fingers teasing Chen Jing's "little red bean" again...

But at this moment, Chen Jing suddenly broke free from Ding Xiang's embrace, creating a small distance between them. His face flushed, he said loudly, "Unavailable? What a coincidence! I think it's intentional."

"It really is unavailable. Try calling again if you don't believe me."

"Why should I call? If anyone should call, it should be that vixen who calls you Brother Ding. Why should I get involved?!"

"What do you mean by that?! Ah...you just said she called me Brother Ding?" Ding Xiang was about to get angry, but after hearing this, her eyes immediately became confused. Her mind was filled with thought...who was it that called me Brother Ding?

"Really impressive, you've been thinking about a phone call for so long, you must have quite a few lovers outside." Chen Jing said with three parts sarcasm and seven parts anger.

"Hahaha...whether it's 'not good enough' or not, we'll find out in a bit, won't we?" Ding Xiang put aside her doubts and moved closer to Chen Jing, wanting to take her to the room for a "lecture".

Because she knew how willful this girl was, if she wasted time on this issue, she wouldn't get any tenderness all night. Chen Jing was a typical hot girl, not only with a hot figure, but also with a big temper, the so-called three magic weapons of women - crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide. Since she met this girl, she had never seen her use them.

"Don't give me that! Get out! I don't want to see you again." Chen Jing blurted out without any room for negotiation.
"You!!..." Dingxiang glared at her fiercely, put on her clothes, slammed the door, and left.

Downstairs, she lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled forcefully, as if trying to evaporate all her unhappiness into the air with the smoke. Without looking back, she slowly walked towards the other end of the street...

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"Boss, would you like to extend the time?" With Lin Ling's gentle voice, Dingxiang was jolted awake from her reverie.
"Hmm... what did you say?" Dingxiang scratched her head, completely bewildered.

"Pfft..." Lin Ling covered her mouth with her hand, suppressing her laughter, not wanting to reveal that expression.
Only then did Dingxiang carefully examine Lin Ling, instantly becoming astonished. Other women wear makeup undoubtedly to hide their wrinkles, but Lin Ling wears makeup to make herself appear mature and radiant. The woman appeared to be young, with long, flowing hair, delicate features, and bright, sparkling eyes that held both innocence and maturity—a contradictory quality that was surprisingly evident on Lin Ling's face. It's a testament to the unpredictability of life; everyone's script is different, and that's how the world becomes so diverse. It's just a pity she chose this profession… Ding Xiang felt a pang of inexplicable melancholy.

Lin Ling noticed that the customer had been staring blankly at her since hearing her laughter. Thinking her laughter had startled the customer, she felt a little embarrassed… blushing, she lowered her head and licked her delicate red lips.

Seeing this, Ding Xiang involuntarily pursed her lips and swallowed… her lower body began to stir, and she raised her hand to gently touch Lin Ling's chest. The full, elastic breasts provided Ding Xiang with endless tactile pleasure. The hand, which had only intended to touch her briefly, couldn't stop itself, slowly moving from her left breast to her right, curling inwards, occasionally teasing her "little red bean" with its index finger...

Lin Ling frowned, wanting to push the customer's hand away, but lowered it halfway.
She only whispered, "Boss, don't do this..."

Ding Xiang was also stunned, hearing these words that shouldn't have come from a prostitute's mouth. She cursed inwardly: "A whore pretending to be chaste!" She stared straight into Lin Ling's eyes, trying to read the meaning behind those words. When she saw the disappointment and helplessness in Lin Ling's eyes, she felt as if something had been touched. Her hand left Lin Ling's chest, and her lust instantly plummeted, replaced by regret.

"What's your name?"

"Boss, time's up. I'm leaving now, you can lie down a little longer." Lin Ling said as she got up, intending to leave the room, without answering Ding Xiang's question.

"Didn't you just ask me if I wanted to add another hour? Now I want to add another hour." Dingxiang suddenly felt anxious, afraid she might never see her again. She didn't know why she felt this way.

"I'm sorry, boss... it's late, I have to go back now." Lin Ling's voice was apologetic.
"Then sit with me a little longer, I'll charge you for an extra hour."

"This..." Lin Ling was internally conflicted. She thought about how this customer had been so honest at first, but then started touching her inappropriately. If she had known he would do this, she wouldn't have even earned that extra hour.

"I promise I won't touch you again, I just hope you can stay and chat with me. I just feel you're very special."
Dingxiang noticed Lin Ling's hesitation, so her tone was anxious.

Once she said that, Lin Ling seemed to have no reason to refuse. She sat back down in the chair, her fingers beginning to press on the customer's shoulders again.

"Okay, now can you tell me your name?"

"...Wawa." Lin Ling paused for a few seconds before answering, "Everyone in the shop calls me Wawa, so you can call me Wawa too."

"Is it because you look like a doll? That's why people call you that? I don't think so..." Ding Xiang casually chimed in.

"No, it's because I like candied hawthorn berries, just like a candy doll, so everyone here calls me Wawa or Candy Doll." Seeing that the customer had stopped touching her, Lin Ling gradually relaxed and started chatting with him.

"Hehe, you're so old and still eating candied hawthorn berries, aren't you ashamed..." Ding Xiang teased.

"I'm not old at all~" Lin Ling surprisingly acted coquettishly.

"It's those two peaks that stuck my hand to them earlier!!" Ding Xiang said with a mischievous grin, her eyes constantly scanning Wawa's chest.

At this moment, Lin Ling suddenly stood up, giving a playful smile: "Alright, I've chatted with you for a while. I'm leaving now~~~" She then walked out of the small shop.

Ding Xiang couldn't help but smile bitterly; she'd been tricked again. She

also got up and left. The shop owner greeted her with a fake smile, asking, "Are you satisfied, boss?"

Satisfied? Sigh, I don't even know if I'm satisfied myself… Of course, Ding Xiang didn't say it aloud, only smiled slightly and didn't answer.

"How much?"

"80 yuan per hour. You did two hours, right?" The shop owner's tone was questioning.

"Um… yes, two hours." Ding Xiang noticed Lin Ling stop packing her bag and stare at her with uneasy eyes. She understood immediately.

The shop owner added, "Boss, this little girl isn't anything special, is she? She's only been here two days. Yesterday, some customers asked her for services, and they touched her a couple of times, and she ran away. It was outrageous! I told her that if she did that again, I wouldn't hire her. Haha… It seems she behaved quite well today!"

Dingxiang listened to the shop owner's words with surprise, took out two hundred-yuan bills from her wallet, and said to the shop owner, "I wasn't satisfied with her service, so the extra money is my tip for her."

She then walked out of the shop, but stopped after a few steps, turning back to ask, "Wawa, what's your real name?"

"I'll tell you if we meet again," Wawa smiled slyly, picked up her bag, and left in another direction…

Chapter Two

The smile at parting was unforgettable for Dingxiang. She had already planned to leave this place she considered absurd, but she couldn't bring herself to go back. She stood there foolishly in the cold wind… Thinking back to this mysterious "rock candy doll," every detail seemed so close, yet so distant, familiar yet unrecognizable. The cigarette she had just lit burned out as her thoughts drifted, without her taking a single puff.

The passage of time couldn't bring back Dingxiang's myriad thoughts, nor could the cold north wind summon her lovesick soul. But something would eventually bring Dingxiang back to her senses, something would…

"Ouch!! It's so hot!! It hurts!!" Dingxiang trembled, shaking the hand that had been holding the cigarette, while blowing air between her fingers.

Coming to her senses, she realized she had received a "red envelope" for a woman, and gave another inexplicable bitter smile, sighing that she had been bewitched today. But she still hurried after the doll in the direction it had gone, trying to explain this inexplicable phenomenon to herself.

(I just wanted to go this way... I'm hungry, there are some good snacks over there... It's not too late yet, I'll go and have a look...)

She reasoned that a cigarette wouldn't last more than five minutes, and a woman couldn't walk very far in five minutes, but the doll still hadn't appeared... Frustration grew.

"Bang!"

Dingxiang kicked an empty can that had fallen next to a trash can, venting her anger. A strange sense of loss left Dingxiang exhausted. She leaned against a closed shop door on the street to rest.

As the saying goes, "No coincidence, no chance." Sometimes things in the world are just that coincidental, just like the saying, "The flowers you plant with care may not bloom, but the willows you plant without intention may thrive." Suddenly, something unexpected happened in the alley next to the shop.

A man was dragging a doll dressed only in pajamas, walking out of that alley.

"Brother Feng, I really tried my best, please don't treat me like this." The little girl pleaded with the young man, her face full of fear.

"Trapped your best? Hmph... Lin Ling!! Yesterday you said it was your first day at work and no customers called you, so I let it go! But today you only brought back 200 yuan, do you think I'm stupid! Do you think I don't know what kind of person you are? Just accompanying customers would have cost more than that!!" Bin Xuanfeng shouted arrogantly.

"Brother Feng, I really tried my best. Didn't I listen to everything you said? Except for sleeping with them."
"Son of the bitch! You better watch out, don't forget I still have your photos. If you don't make money again, I'll sell them to others and let them post them on websites. I'll make sure you can never hold your head up again!"

Heh, not bad! This thug-type character, his English is not bad at all~~ It seems that times have progressed, even thugs are intellectuals. So the little girl's real name is Lin Ling, I wonder if it's the "Ling" of "watery and pretty" or the "Ling" of "ambition and soaring clouds". Dingxiang walked towards them, her mind racing.

"Feng...Feng...Brother, no! I...I...how can I face people at school again...
please...please, I'll...I'll earn more for you next time." The little girl, her face streaked with tears, sobbed uncontrollably.
She was truly pitiful, like a pear blossom in the rain　 .

"That's more like it!" Feng Ge didn't stop talking; his hands were busy too. He reached into the little girl's pajamas and vigorously rubbed her breasts, while his left hand slid down her waist, kneading her buttocks...he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it.

"Stop!"

A front kick struck Bin Xuanfeng squarely on the right shoulder, sending him flying about a meter away. Dingxiang had acted first, then spoken, making her shout seem somewhat superfluous.

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Dingxiang's move was truly ruthless; taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, a front kick rendered him somewhat incapacitated.
Although Ding Xiang was a retired SWAT team member, it's always better to be safe than sorry, especially since this guy was quite strong!

Sure enough, in less than three seconds, Bin Xuanfeng leaped up from the ground, straightened his back, stretched his right shoulder a few times, spat on the ground, tilted his head, and glared fiercely at Ding Xiang. He realized that the guy who kicked him looked rather refined, but how could he have such a powerful kick? His entire right upper arm was still numb.

"Kid, you've got some skills, huh? Do you know who I am?" Bin Xuanfeng tried to stall for time by talking, waiting for his numb right arm to regain feeling.

"I don't care who you are. If you don't leave now, don't blame me for being impolite!!" Ding Xiang didn't want to give him any chance to breathe, taking the initiative and drawing a line.

Bin Xuanfeng realized that the other party had seen through his intentions, but he was unwilling to leave so easily. Ignoring the fact that his right hand wasn't yet at its full strength, he unleashed a left side kick, whistling through the air, aimed at Ding Xiang's right waist, who was half a head shorter than him. Ding Xiang felt a gust of wind and lightly leaped backward to avoid the kick. She followed up with three right roundhouse kicks, striking Bin Xuanfeng's knee, waist, and cheek from below. At this moment, Bin Xuanfeng, as if possessed, used all his strength to deliver a right hook to Ding Xiang's right cheek, determined to deliver a fatal blow. Unfortunately… he had encountered Ding Xiang. In the self-defense techniques he learned in the SWAT team, this kind of all-out attack was the easiest to counter.

Ding Xiang took a step closer, using her left hand to grab and hold Bin Xuanfeng's right wrist. She stepped forward with her right foot, inserting it between his legs, and simultaneously clamped Bin Xuanfeng's right upper arm with her elbow. Using Bin Xuanfeng's momentum, she executed a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw... Bin Xuanfeng landed completely disoriented, utterly dazed.

Ding Xiang didn't even glance at where he had fallen. She took off her coat and draped it over the stunned doll, softly saying, "It's alright, I'm here." "

...Thank you!" Lin Ling sincerely thanked her, temporarily forgetting everything else.

"Don't go back tonight. I don't think they'll let this go easily. Why don't you come to my house?" Ding Xiang said sincerely, but a sense of elation crept into her heart.

"Is it convenient?"

"Don't worry, I live alone."

"...Okay then, thank you so much, brother, you're such a good person!"

Women are women, especially frightened women. When they feel helpless, they usually only want a man's protection, unaware that it is the man who brings them harm... Lin Ling was just like that at this moment, becoming completely indecisive, only feeling that the man in front of her was a reliable man. She didn't consider how dangerous it was to go to a strange man's house without any outsiders.

Bin Xuanfeng, who had just fallen on the street, had disappeared into the vast darkness. No one cared when he left, nor how he left...

Two hours later... 1:30 AM.

In a small apartment of about 50 square meters, a woman sat on the sofa drinking coffee, while a man took a shower in the bathroom. You, being clever, must have guessed that they were Wawa and Dingxiang. These past few hours in the cold wind on this freezing night hadn't been pleasant. If she didn't take a hot shower when she got home, what else could it be but self-torture? Since there was a beautiful young woman at home, Dingxiang couldn't stay in the shower for too long, so she quickly put on a bathrobe and came out.

Lin Ling watched Ding Xiang's languid posture, a satisfied expression on his face. When she saw his strong chest muscles, her face flushed, and she turned her head towards the bathroom. Seeing the lingering steam in the bathroom, Lin Ling's heart stirred… She wanted to take a shower. Although Ding Xiang had offered to, her womanly instincts prevented her from doing so. She accepted the coffee he had made, intending to use it to perk herself up for the night in this strange man's house.

Ding Xiang, guessing Lin Ling's thoughts, took a large t-shirt from his room and placed it in front of her.

"I'm hungry, what about you, Wawa?"

"Ah… I'm fine."

"I'm going to the convenience store downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes. I might be back in half an hour. Make yourself at home."
Lin Ling initially didn't understand the man's intentions, but she quickly realized he had deliberately gone out because he sensed her worry. Did it really take half an hour to buy cigarettes at the convenience store across the street? Just as Lin Ling was about to speak, she saw Ding Xiang smile at her and turn to leave the room.

Lin Ling got up, picked up the clothes that smelled of a man, went into the bathroom, and closed the door…
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The hot water shone on Doll's body, bringing her warmth and comfort. The hot water flowed down her shoulders and over her high and firm breasts. Her 35E breasts stood proudly upright, the pink nipples slightly upturned. Her flat stomach, slender waist, full hips, and beautiful face—this enviable combination was displayed on Doll's body. Looking at herself in the bathroom mirror, Doll admired her body. She thought: He's a good person. If only I had met him sooner…

Involuntarily, she gently stroked her breasts with her hand, pinching her nipples between her index and middle fingers, making circles around them, repeating the actions Dingxiang had performed on her in the shop.

These actions caused the doll's whole body to tremble, and her lower body to leak honey-like fluid, giving her a feeling of exhaustion and pleasure... But the doll quickly calmed down, as the half hour was almost up.

Sure enough, the doll changed into that t-shirt, and had just sat down on the sofa when the door opened.

Dingxiang entered the room and saw the doll already sitting on the sofa. She walked up to her, smiled mysteriously, and said, "Close your eyes first, then open your mouth a little."

"Hmm... okay." The doll hesitated for a moment, but obediently closed her eyes and opened her tempting little mouth.

"Ah!!" Suddenly, the doll felt a cold, cylindrical object being shoved into her mouth, startling her. Instinctively, she bit down hard, then opened her eyes.

A sweet taste filled her mouth, and she saw Dingxiang's mischievous grin. Only then did she realize it was a string of candied hawthorns.
So he remembered what I said... At this moment, the doll not only felt the sweetness in her mouth, but the sweetness also went straight to her heart. Her wariness of this man lessened a little.

"Want to sleep?" Dingxiang suddenly blurted out a surprising question.

"Ah!! What did you say..." Lin Ling was startled.

"I said let's sleep, look, it's almost three o'clock now." Seeing that her words had once again made the little candy doll's imagination run wild, Dingxiang felt a surge of pride, and then added, "You can sleep in my room, I'll sleep on the sofa."

At this moment, Lin Ling realized that he was teasing her again, and said coquettishly, "Why are you always like this!!" Realizing that she kept thinking in that direction, she couldn't help but blush.

"What did I do?" Dingxiang pretended to be innocent, and winked playfully.

"I'm not talking to you anymore! You're always bullying me!!" At this point, what else could the doll do but act coquettishly?
Dingxiang could no longer hold back and suddenly pulled the doll into her arms. The doll was immediately shy and buried her whole little face in Dingxiang's chest, gently rubbing against her. Dingxiang seemed to be encouraged, and slowly lowered her head towards those slightly pouting and trembling red lips.

After their lips touched, they both trembled, feeling a jolt of electricity. Reason vanished; Dingxiang's tongue slipped into her mouth, teasing hers with its tip. To his surprise, her response was clumsy, as if she had no idea what a French kiss was. Gradually, Wawa imitated him, using her tongue to enter Dingxiang's mouth, tracing his teeth with her tongue tip, and sucking the saliva from his mouth.

Dingxiang's hands roamed restlessly over her chest. Wawa squinted, her breathing becoming rapid, her body involuntarily twisting, her hands gently holding Dingxiang's waist, letting him touch her… He knew Wawa had an impressive bust, but he didn't know he needed both hands to grasp one of her white, jade-like breasts, and the sensation was so intense that his lower body throbbed with desire. After taking a bath, Doll hadn't put on her bra. Dingxiang kept fiddling with her nipples with her fingers; they were now very hard.

Dingxiang's lips left Doll's red lips, and amidst Doll's alluring breaths, Dingxiang gently "reclaimed" her t-shirt, then ruthlessly tossed it away. She replaced her fingers with her nose, replacing their previous rhythmic movements. The alluring scent of Doll made Dingxiang's nose move only briefly before she covered Doll's breasts with her mouth, sucking like a baby, thirstily trying to devour those tempting, sinful breasts.

"Mmm!!!" This forceful sucking brought Doll not pain, but intense pleasure.
Doll's hands tightly encircled Dingxiang's head, as if wanting to bury Dingxiang forever between her breasts.
Dingxiang's hands moved from Doll's slender waist to her buttocks; the intense fleshiness and excellent elasticity were indescribable. But this wasn't where Dingxiang most wanted to stay, because there was another mysterious forbidden area waiting for her to explore. At this moment, the doll's charming face flushed crimson, and gradually...

gradually, she began to utter incoherent murmurs...

Her exploring hands discovered that a liquid had already made the doll's lower body wanton. Suddenly, Dingxiang, as if possessed, picked her up, pressed her onto the bed, and like a starving beast, forcefully tore her panties. Dingxiang's mouth immediately met the doll's other "little mouth," swallowing the honey-like fluid flowing from it in one gulp. Then, her tongue swept across the doll's protruding clitoris.

"Ah!!... Mmm..." The indescribable pleasure caused the doll's lower body to arch, forming an arc, constantly pushing against Dingxiang's tongue.

Dingxiang's mouth left the doll's body again, straightened her back, and placed her 16-centimeter penis in front of the doll... The doll, dazed and infatuated, looked at this cute "little calf," opened her mouth, and took it in. Without any technique or tongue teasing, she simply took it forcefully into her mouth—this unexpected action surprised Dingxiang once again.

At this moment, Dingxiang, consumed by lust, couldn't even begin to ponder the strange behavior of the doll. After withdrawing his penis from the doll's moist red lips, he adjusted his position, spreading her legs apart, aiming his swollen "little bull" at her tender, red opening, and thrusting it in, fully penetrating.

"Ah!! It hurts…" The doll's fingernails dug hard into Dingxiang's back, and Dingxiang felt a burning sensation on her back, knowing that the doll's fingernails had broken her skin, but this only excited Dingxiang more.

Dingxiang waited until the doll had secreted enough lubrication before penetrating her. Logically, the doll shouldn't have acted this way, as one would expect upon losing a virgin. Was she still a virgin? But a few seconds later, he noticed the doll's arms were wrapped around him, and she was gently twisting her waist… in sync with Dingxiang's thrusts.

Dingxiang began pumping in and out of her warm body, the impact increasing gradually. The doll's moans grew more urgent as Dingxiang's engorged penis relentlessly ravaged her narrow opening. She kept her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed, her fingers gripping Dingxiang's arm, moving up and down in rhythm with his thrusts…

"Doll, you're amazing!"

"Mmm, mmm, I love you, big brother… harder!! I love you too, you make me so happy!!"
The doll bit her lip, struggling to utter these words.

"I'm so happy, Doll, I want to make you the happiest woman!" Dingxiang began to thrust rapidly and violently, penetrating deeper and deeper with each stroke... The excessive love fluid mixed with the air Dingxiang brought in with each thrust, producing a strange "pop, pop, pop" sound, undoubtedly the most beautiful music. Doll's hands gripped Dingxiang tightly, while Dingxiang's penis continued to thrust uncontrollably, her breathing becoming more and more rapid with each movement...

A dizzying wave of pleasure overwhelmed Dingxiang's entire mind, she could no longer hear any other sounds, only felt her body floating in the clouds, swaying in the wind. The penis contracted uncontrollably, and semen sprayed mercilessly into Doll's body. As Dingxiang ejaculated, the doll's lower body contracted in waves. The doll's eyes were tightly closed, as if acknowledging immense pain, but I knew… it was extreme pleasure…

Chapter Three

It seemed unrealistic to expect the morning light to reach this small apartment. If the room felt bright, it would be around 8:30 AM. So Dingxiang calculated this, moving the bed to the window, drawing back the curtains slightly, and waiting for the morning sun to shine on his face, saving money on an alarm clock.

For Dingxiang, a nine-to-five office worker, money was definitely a valuable thing. Having been independent since childhood, he was relatively better at managing money than most. Although his salary wasn't low, buying a car, an apartment, and finding a wife in this city was by no means an easy task.

Ding Xiang, 26, had once considered buying lottery tickets to get rich overnight. However, statistically speaking, the chance of winning the grand prize with a single set of numbers was only one in six million. To win the jackpot by repeating the same set of numbers, she would need to live for 30,000 years—longer than a thousand-year-old tortoise! Especially after the nationwide oil price increase on the 23rd and the State Council's new property tax—the real estate tax—on the 28th, Ding Xiang abandoned her plans to buy a car or a house on installment. She couldn't help but curse the increasing polarization of society.

Today was a nice day. A ray of sunlight swept across his eyelids, waking him up.
His first sensation was the faint breath emanating from the strong chest muscles, carrying a delicate fragrance, which entered his nose and rushed to his brain, instantly invigorating him.

Looking down, he saw Lin Ling lying on her side, her body completely naked, head resting on her chest, arms wrapped around her waist, with a sweet and peaceful expression

. He recalled the events of the previous night, both absurd and dreamlike… but seeing the sleeping doll like a fairy, he felt it was all real, and the thought of marrying her flashed through his mind. Seeing the alluring beauty in his arms, Dingxiang gently lowered his head, kissing the doll's cheek, his hands already unconsciously caressing the doll's firm breasts, gently kneading them.

"Mmm…" The sleeping doll felt the strange sensation in her body, her brows furrowing slightly, letting out a soft moan.

This delicate moan, like heavenly music, instantly drove Dingxiang, who had only intended a fleeting taste, mad. Unable to suppress his impulse any longer, he rolled over, pressing himself onto the doll's captivating body, showering her with wild kisses, waking the sleeping doll from her slumber.

"No! Please don't do this..." Still not fully conscious, the doll struggled desperately, kicking and thrashing, trying to escape the man's assault.

Dingxiang was stunned, completely taken aback. She vaguely sensed that the doll had a tragic past she didn't know about.

"It's alright, it's me! Calm down, it's alright." Dingxiang could only hold the doll tightly, using one hand to stroke the doll's silky hair, constantly comforting her and trying to reassure her.

The doll's heart gradually calmed down, but when she saw Dingxiang, she felt an indescribable mix of emotions.
Dingxiang, unaware that his mistake had created a barrier in the doll's heart...
"Big brother, I still don't know your name?" The doll cleverly and successfully broke the awkward silence.
"Dingxiang, the Dingxiang from Tang Lei's song 'Lilac Flower.' Tang Lei sang this song especially for me." Dingxiang also wanted to take the opportunity to divert the doll's attention from what had just happened, and exaggeratedly struck a thoughtful pose.

"Hahaha..."

Doll laughed heartily, her whole body trembling, one hand covering her mouth, the other supporting her on the bed. Her two alluring breasts seemed to be infected by her joy, swaying back and forth as if "clapping." She glanced at Dingxiang with seductive eyes, only to see Dingxiang's lustful gaze.

Although they had experienced the passionate night before, the innate shyness and reserve of a woman still made Doll blush, pulling the blanket over her body to cover her graceful figure.

Dingxiang snapped out of her daze, swallowed hard, and realized she was almost late for work.

"Doll, I have to go to work now, you can stay here and sleep a little longer," Dingxiang pleaded with Doll, her voice full of longing.

"No, Brother Ding, I also need to rush to school."

"Alright then, here's my phone number. Call me after class, I'll come pick you up. I have to go to work now." Dingxiang handed over a string of numbers she had just written down.

"Pop~"

Dingxiang planted a deep kiss on the doll's forehead, then turned and left the room.

Inside, Lin Ling, lost in thought, dressed and, with a sigh, also left this home that didn't belong to her…

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Work was boring, time was endless, and waiting was agonizing. Dingxiang kept glancing at the clock on the wall; it showed 10:20, and she felt a little helpless. The seconds ticked away, round and round. She used to wish there were 25 hours in a day, but now she wished she could set the clock to her off-work time, truly understanding what it meant for each day to feel like an eternity.

Realizing his anxiety was futile, he cleverly picked up a document, feigning deep thought about the company's plans—but his mind was elsewhere…

"I urgently need to see Brother Fengliu!" Having waited all night at home, Bin Xuanfeng impatiently announced his purpose to some like-minded people in a luxurious sauna: "Could you two brothers please inform Brother Fengliu? I'll wait here."

"Brother Fengliu isn't up yet. Bin, you'd better wait. What are the consequences of interrupting Brother Fengliu's enjoyment… we all know the unspoken rules." A burly man, while saying this, didn't forget to shake his pectoral muscles, showing off his strength.

"This… I know, I'll wait." Bin Xuanfeng walked to the side somewhat helplessly, pacing back and forth.
Who is this "Flirtatious Brother"? His surname is Jia, and his given name is Fengliu. He likes to be called "Flirtatious Brother" because he considers himself dashing and charming, claiming that women are infatuated with him, and that his flirtations are not of his own volition… Those in the underworld know his name and the dangers of offending him. Young and wealthy, he became a fearsome figure in the criminal underworld several years ago.

Generally speaking, a thug is a thug, and even they have a certain fear of the police. Relying on his father's large listed company in SH City, with abundant funds and a good network of connections, he acts lawlessly in this area, living a life of constant drinking and womanizing—a typical playboy who sells out his family.

The two bigwigs of the SH City Public Security Bureau, Kim and Wen, have all received some bribes from his father, so they usually turn a blind eye. Even when things escalate, they only arrest a few scapegoats.

Inside the VIP room, a modern-day erotic scene was about to unfold…

After a night of debauchery, Jia Fengliu awoke exhausted to find two naked women sitting obediently on a sofa. One looked utterly bored, fiddling with her hair; the other stared blankly, lost in thought. Her reddened eyes revealed her profound grief; the pain in her genitals and the mental torment had numbed her.

Seeing the sorrowful, pensive girl, Jia Fengliu felt a strange sense of satisfaction, admiring his own keen observation. This girl, named Xiaoqing, had arrived at the “Heaven on Earth” entertainment center the next day to work as a receptionist.

The manager, no ordinary person, noticed that Jia Fengliu brought a group of people every night for entertainment, and that he spent lavishly, suggesting he had considerable influence and wealth. He had specially provided him with a free luxury VIP room to curry favor with him.

Last night, after drinking, he came here as usual with a few men who volunteered to be his bodyguards. When he spotted Xiaoqing, his prey, he forcibly dragged her into a VIP room and casually called a very hot girl to join him for a threesome. The people at the entertainment center were used to Jia Fengliu and didn't dare give him a second glance.

Xiaoqing had just entered the workforce after graduating from school. With her delicate and beautiful appearance, charming dimples when she smiled, and a well-developed figure, she was quickly hired as a waitress at the front desk. However, on her second day at work, she couldn't escape Jia Fengliu's clutches… In this realistic society, the rich and powerful are not to be trifled with; it's just fate.

Seeing Xiaoqing's alluring appearance, his lust was aroused again. Unfortunately, the young Jia Fengliu, due to his nightly revelry and debauchery, had already exhausted his body, suffering from mild erectile dysfunction, and now felt powerless.

"You two, come here!" Fengliu leaned comfortably against the headboard, beckoning them with his fingers.

"Fengliu, you're finally awake! You didn't touch me once last night, and I'm so itchy down there!" The hot young lady's eyes were languid, her voice sweet and seductive, exaggeratedly swaying her breasts as she nestled against Fengliu's chest, her fingers teasing his nipples.

Xiaoqing, struggling with her distorted steps, slowly approached, head down. Her body trembled uncontrollably, still shaken by the memory of Jia Fengliu's frenzied and perverse defilement of her virginity last night.

"Hmph... let's see how I feel." Fengliu said to the young lady beside him with a hint of disdain, his hand caressing her full breasts, kneading them relentlessly. It seemed he wouldn't stop until he squeezed her breasts until they burst.

"Brother Fengliu, use more force! I like this strong strength..." Although the young lady was in pain inside, she had to fawn over Jia Fengliu. Because if she offended Jia Fengliu, she wouldn't be able to survive in this city. Fortunately, Jia Fengliu only liked one-night stands and never went back to his old flames.

"Xiaoqing, have you forgotten what I told you last night? Hurry up and serve Brother Fengliu." Jia Fengliu ignored the woman beside him who was trying to please him, his eyes still fixed on the girl he had just deflowered.

"No... I wouldn't dare, Brother Fengliu! It just hurts down there, I... I'm coming." Xiaoqing ignored the pain in her lower body and rushed towards Jia Fengliu.

"I know you wouldn't dare! If you don't serve me well, your whole family will have no good days!" Jia Fengliu threw out this harsh word that no one dared to doubt. "Come on, lie on the bed and let me see how much your cunt hurts."

Xiaoqing lay down on the bed tremblingly, arching her legs into an M shape. Fear and shyness caused her tender breasts to rise and fall irregularly. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her hands gripped the sheets tightly.

This alluring posture, presented by the innocent and gentle Xiaoqing, who had just experienced sexual intercourse, would break even a monk's vows, let alone a lustful demon. Her two plump, snow-white buttocks were exposed, and at the base of her thighs was a high, raised mons pubis, covered by sparse, light-colored pubic hair in an inverted triangle, with a pinkish-red cleft at the bottom. Her protruding crotch was white with a hint of pink, and her two smooth labia were shyly closed, making Xiaoqing's newly opened honey hole even more alluring.

"Give me a blowjob!" The lecherous man didn't even glance at the young lady, casually ordering her, and buried his head between Xiaoqing's slender legs, admiring and playing with her private parts up close. Jia Fengliu despised women from the bottom of his heart, so naturally he wouldn't even attempt to touch Xiaoqing's private parts. He placed his left hand on Xiaoqing's high, rounded mons pubis, his thumb rubbing and swirling against her pink clitoris.

Xiaoqing, with no sexual experience whatsoever, couldn't withstand such teasing from the seasoned Jia Fengliu. Soon, Xiaoqing felt an unbearable itch in her vulva. The intense sexual urge made her temporarily forget the misfortune this scoundrel had brought her; she only felt intense discomfort. She then pressed her lower body against Jia Fengliu, hoping to gain more pleasure.

Her snow-white inner thighs and pink labia slowly oozed vaginal fluid. Sparse pubic hair was covered in the fluid, clinging to the area around her vulva. Her labia majora were swollen and red from engorgement, the two pink labia seemingly about to split open, revealing a delicate clitoris that was also prominently erect. One could vaguely see the labia minora, covered in clear, viscous fluid, and the rosy vulva seemed ready to burst forth, making the entire vulva appear crystal clear. If someone else were to carefully appreciate this scene, it would be a rare pleasure.

Unfortunately, Jia Fengliu was not a man of taste. Having been a powerful figure since childhood, he had no patience to admire Xiaoqing's beautiful vulva any longer. He abruptly pushed away the woman performing oral sex on him, impatiently lifting Xiaoqing's long, pink, snow-white thighs, raising her buttocks slightly, exposing her entire vulva to him. Then, with his newly erect, semi-erect penis, he finally managed to insert it after some difficulty.

The limp glans plunged into Xiaoqing's wet, tight, and pink honey hole with a "plop," until the entire penis was inside. A woman's innate nature caused her to clamp down on the phallus inserted into her tender hole.

"Ah!! It hurts..." Xiaoqing cried out, waking from the wonderful feeling just now, as if she had fallen from heaven to earth. After shattering Xiaoqing's "dream," she was also trampled on. Unable to hold back her sobs, she pleaded bitterly, "Brother Fengliu, please...please...it hurts so much!

Please let me go!! Brother Fengliu..."

Jia Fengliu felt his penis being enveloped by Xiaoqing's hot and wet tender hole, feeling an unbearable entanglement. Ignoring Xiaoqing's heartbreaking words, his savage and brutal penis thrust in and out of her newly deflowered vagina. Overwhelmed by pleasure, Jia Fengliu cried out in ecstasy, "Ah!"

Poor Xiaoqing, already traumatized by Jia Fengliu's merciless rape the previous night, was dazed and stiff. She had endured this until now to protect her family. Now, her eyes rolled back, unable to utter a sound, her hands hanging limply at the edge of the bed. Blood flowed continuously from her lower body after Fengliu's merciless assault, staining the sheets where they had intercourse a gruesome crimson!

Even the young lady, who had been tormented by men for so long, closed her eyes in anguish and helplessness, unable to bear seeing Xiaoqing being abused any longer. She cursed Jia Fengliu with utter malice and all her might…

Chapter Four.

Bin Xuanfeng paced back and forth, finally welcoming a weary Jia Fengliu.

Wearing a bathrobe, Jia Fengliu opened the VIP room door, his pale face bearing a hint of satisfaction after a passionate encounter, and lazily strode out. Through Jia Fengliu's thin body, one could vaguely see a naked woman inside the room; a mature, voluptuous woman was gently patting another girl's face, muttering something.

The young lady pulled over her and Xiaoqing's clothes, simply draped her own over herself, and gently lifted Xiaoqing, letting her head rest between her breasts. He gently stroked Xiaoqing's hair like he was soothing a child, took her coat, covered her exposed skin, and said to her with infinite tenderness, "Alright, sweetie! The nightmare is over. Get dressed, and I'll help you leave here."

Xiaoqing, who had just woken up from the intense pain, no longer had a dull and empty gaze. Hearing the comfort from another woman, and recalling everything that had happened that day, she felt as if she had been reborn, and couldn't help but sob. With the young lady's help, she was only symbolically dressed, her breasts still vaguely exposed to the air, attracting countless greedy gazes. Xiaoqing endured unbearable humiliation, but for a moment, a resolute look flashed in her eyes. Then, dragging her deformed steps, she gradually disappeared into this unbearable scene...

"Bin, what the hell is up to you so early?" Jia Fengliu took a drag of the cigarette his henchman had just lit and asked casually, "Did you introduce me to some good stuff again?" "

Brother Fengliu, remember how you enjoyed Lin Ling last time?" Bin Xuanfeng instigated with ulterior motives, "Her boyfriend is simply courting death, wanting revenge, and even sent me to deliver a message! Too bad he's quite skilled, I couldn't teach him a lesson."

"Damn! Does he want to die?" Jia Fengliu cursed with contempt, "Did you tell him that you still have 140 nude photos of Lin Ling?"

"I did tell him! But he arrogantly said he wanted everything handed over, and then Brother Fengliu would have to apologize!"
Bin Xuanfeng, always eager to stir up trouble, kept adding fuel to the fire.

"Fine! Very well!! Bin, you're not lying to me, are you!" Jia Fengliu revealed a cold smile, uttering these words without a trace of warmth.

"How could I dare!" Bin Xuanfeng couldn't help but shiver, "That's exactly what he meant!"

"Bring Lin Ling here, and also tell that kid I'm tired... You can go now." Jia Fengliu paused, then continued, "Later, go directly to 'God Wolf' and have him make the arrangements. I really want to meet someone with such guts."

"I will definitely do as you say, Brother Fengliu, I'm leaving now." Bin Xuanfeng, with a servile demeanor, left Heaven and Earth while bowing and scraping.

At 7:27 PM, in the simple apartment, the floor was littered with cigarette butts. A man stubbed out his cigarette again and picked up his phone…

Dingxiang had picked up his phone for the 87th time to check for missed calls, but his face showed the 87th disappointment. A wave of irritation washed over him, making him furrow his brow and restless. Dingxiang, who had been waiting for Wawa's call all day, rushed home after work, only to find her not waiting for him in her room. A strange pang of sadness welled up inside him.

"I should have never let that little girl leave," Dingxiang muttered to himself, a hint of dejection in his voice. "Why didn't I ask her which school she went to? Sigh… what's wrong with me?"

Dingxiang picked up his cigarette case, about to light one to shake off his irritability, only to find it empty. Without the solace of tobacco, his mood plummeted. He dug his fingers deep into his hair, trying to calm himself.

A pleasant ringtone sounded…

"Who is it!" Dingxiang, having given up hope of a call from Wawa, spoke with a slightly venting tone, forceful and domineering.
"Hahaha... Brother Ding, you really have a bad memory! You've forgotten me so quickly?"

A strange man's voice came from the phone, laced with arrogant laughter, extremely grating. A nameless anger surged in Ding Xiang's heart.

"You fucking idiot! How would I know what your name is, you stupid pig?!" Ding Xiang shouted, his anger subsiding somewhat.

"Damn it!! Go ahead and be arrogant. Come to the scrap yard in the West District alone at 11 PM tonight!" The person on the other end of the phone paused, then added, "Let me tell you, Lin Ling is in my hands right now! If she doesn't come tonight, we'll gang rape her, film it as an AV, and sell it to porn websites along with the hundred or so stimulating photos we took before. Such good stuff will definitely fetch a high price. Hahaha..."

Ding Xiang was about to ask something when the call ended. The heightened senses he had honed in the SWAT team calmed him down instantly. He checked the caller ID but found no number displayed.

Sensing something was amiss, Dingxiang carefully analyzed the conversation: So Lin Ling had photos in someone else's possession, and she wondered under what circumstances the nude photos were taken… “We gang-raped her?” And, they didn't let me bring any money… It seemed like a premeditated trap, their aim wasn't financial gain.

“Tch…do they think I'm Bruce Lee or Jet Li? Going it alone, all by myself? These people probably watch too many martial arts movies,” Dingxiang scoffed.

She then checked the phonebook stored in her phone and dialed Tim's number, who was still working in the SWAT team.
"Tim, it's Dingxiang. I need your help! I'll come to the SWAT team to see you in half an hour."
Dingxiang gave a few simple instructions, grabbed her trench coat, slammed the door, and left the room...

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23:20, West District Scrap Metal Plant.

In a black Benz-600, Jia Fengliu, impeccably dressed in a suit, sat in the back, his arms outstretched on the seat, his pants pulled down to his knees, his erect penis enjoying Lin Ling's inexperienced special services.

A naked doll knelt at Jia Fengliu's feet, tears welling in her eyes, her head buried in his lower abdomen, performing piston-like movements. After half an hour of mechanical thrusting, the doll's mouth was numb, and the feeling of nausea was growing stronger. Seeing the pile of nude photos scattered beside Jia Fengliu, the doll's dazed eyes were filled with helpless bitterness.

"Be good~ serve me well, and I'll return the negatives to you after your man arrives." A flash of coldness crossed Jia Fengliu's eyes as one hand caressed the doll's beautiful body, lingering on her alluring breasts. "Tsk tsk! You're a natural beauty. If it weren't for my principle of never going back to an old flame, I really wouldn't want to let you go!"

"Hmm..." Whether in response to Jia Fengliu's words or due to the rapid breathing caused by the deep penetration of his penis, the doll groaned.

Jia Fengliu seemed to be encouraged by something, and slapped the doll's snow-white, plump buttocks hard. With a loud "smack," a deep red handprint appeared on the doll's buttocks.

"Ah!!" The doll felt a burning pain in her buttocks, and a soft cry escaped her lips. Her upper body naturally thrust forward, her alluring breasts firm as peaks, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her pink areolas and small nipples, inspiring endless fantasies.

No man could resist such a scene without his blood boiling. Moreover, Jia Fengliu was an animal who only thought with his lower body when he saw a woman. The stimulation of teasing combined with the temptation of humiliation ignited his lust. He dragged the doll to the leather seat, flipped her over, and pinned her beneath him. Like a child, he suckled her nectar, occasionally biting her tender nipples. His hands moved freely, one kneading her large breasts, the other reaching down to her lower body, covering her high mons pubis, his fingers searching for her intoxicating vulva.

"No... Fengliu-ge, you promised me!" the doll pleaded, giving up the struggle in a panic.

"You filthy bitch! Enough talk, I'll give you all the photos later!"

Hearing this, the doll seemed reassured, no longer struggling or resisting, appearing completely submissive... allowing this villain to do as he pleased.

"Mmm... Ah!!"

Under Jia Fengliu's intense thrusting, the doll's body gradually began to react instinctively, returning his kisses and wrapping her arms around his neck. At this moment, Jia Fengliu sat up, pulling the doll onto his lap, letting her complete this game of lust.

Unexpectedly, the doll, who had only recently experienced intimacy, was now caught in a vortex of lust, passionately embracing Jia Fengliu, thrusting her vagina in and out, her juices constantly seeping from the depths of her vagina and the walls of her flesh, soaking their pubic hair and slowly gathering on the leather seat... In an instant, everything seemed so unreal...

Outside the car...

"That idiot isn't scared, is she?" Shenlang impatiently lit a cigarette: "It's been a long time since the agreed time."

Several thugs who had been lying in ambush in the shadows couldn't hold back any longer, emerging from the surrounding area in twos and threes, surrounding Shenlang. They sized up Bin Xuanfeng with unruly eyes.

"I'm sure I told him it was this time. That kid's too cocky, he can't possibly not come!" Bin Xuanfeng broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly pulling out his phone: "Let me call again."

"Sorry to keep you all waiting. I was a little hungry earlier, so I'm grabbing a late-night snack." Ding Xiang strolled along with a lazy gait, looking relaxed, as if the group in front of him were his friends. Ding Xiang had originally intended to make them anxious, which was why he was deliberately late. If he had known that his decision would cause Lin Ling to be hurt again, perhaps he wouldn't be so relaxed now.

"You must be Ding Xiang. You're quite something." Shen Lang stepped out from the crowd, sizing up the guy.
"No problem, no problem!" Ding Xiang replied calmly: "I'm here now. Where's Lin Ling?"
"I really have to admire your courage. Coming alone and still laughing and joking, you don't know what death means." The thugs around him murmured repeatedly.

"Those who come with ill intentions don't come with good intentions. Since I dared to come, I naturally have something to hold back." Dingxiang deliberately stalled for time: "Tell me, what do you want?"

(It turned out that a few hours ago, Dingxiang went to the SWAT team to find people to fight. After understanding the situation, Tim gave Dingxiang a heads-up: it's best to handle this matter neatly to avoid any future troubles. The SWAT team is used for special operations. A few people can handle these thugs, but... your woman is in their hands, and it's not something that can be resolved with a fight. Perhaps...)

"Hmph~~ Brother Ding is so smart, he can't possibly not understand." Shenlang's expression was slightly disdainful.
"Oh~~ the money is here, can you release her now?" Dingxiang reached into her pocket and pressed something, her tone suddenly changing.

"Huh? What did you say?" Shenlang asked, completely bewildered, then added, "Don't think you can settle this just because you brought money!"

"You...you guys, what do you want?" Dingxiang's legs trembled, and she collapsed to the ground, her trembling, terrified voice echoing in the empty scrapyard.

"Damn! I thought he was a tough guy, but he's just a spineless coward who's never seen the world." Shenlang, disappointed, glared at Bin Xuanfeng. "Brothers, let's get started, but don't make too much of a scene."

This rabble, all with wicked grins, armed with iron bars and shovels, menacingly surrounded Dingxiang and kicked her several times.

"Don't move! Police!!" As soon as the words were spoken, another group of police officers surrounded them, including several SWAT team members led by Tim.

"Drop your weapons, put your hands behind your head and squat down!"

The thugs who were so arrogant just moments before, except for Shenlang who was still standing still, could only obediently cooperate now.

"Bang!"

"Are you deaf?" Tim kicked Shenlang in the thigh with a right roundhouse kick, and Shenlang "obediently" knelt down. After a pause, he asked, "Is anyone in the car? Tell them to get off!"

"Pah! What a bunch of trash!" Shenlang spat indignantly, "Let me tell you, the person in the car is my boss, Jia. I think you don't want to continue this business!!"

"You son of a bitch, still tough!" Tim delivered another front kick, hitting Shenlang squarely in the face. With a "smack!" Shenlang lay on his back, his nose probably broken.

"Mr. Ding has reported that your group kidnapped his girlfriend and demanded ransom,"
Tim said in a businesslike tone. "Now we're also charging you with assaulting the victim and attempting to assault a police officer! Please have your boss and his team come to the station for a cup of coffee."

Jia Fengliu, who had been enjoying himself, sensed something was wrong. Pushing aside the still-unsatisfied Wawa, he hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out of Benz-600, disheveled.

"Where are you from? I know your superior, Kim, very well," Jia Fengliu tried to smooth things over by mentioning Kim.

"Someone called the police, and we're just following the rules. Now, Mr. Jia, please come with us to make a statement!" The police officer in charge, observing the situation, changed his tone and answered neither arrogantly nor servilely.

"Where is Lin Ling?" Ding Xiang asked nervously, clutching her right shoulder.

"Haha~~ Don't worry, I've got her completely under my thumb, she's still in the car!" Jia Fengliu said smugly, deliberately trying to provoke Ding Xiang.

"Damn it!"

Ding Xiang was furious and was about to kick him when Tim pulled her back.

"Come on! Try touching me if you dare! I'll make you regret it!" Jia Fengliu shouted arrogantly.
"Calm down! Go check on your friend first!" Tim then whispered, "Someone reported him this afternoon for raping a woman. The forensic doctor has already extracted the perpetrator's semen for testing. If it's confirmed that he did it, the police will detain him for at least 24 hours, and then we'll take good care of him!"

At this moment, Ding Xiang suppressed her anger and ran to the Benz-600, opened the car door, and saw Wawa half-naked, her breasts half-exposed, her body both alluring and terrified as she clutched a pile of photos.

Dingxiang quickly took off her trench coat and draped it over the doll to prevent any accidental exposure. She then took the doll out of the car, stroking her hair to comfort her, "Doll, it's all over! It's alright now~"

"Waaah..." At that moment, the doll saw Dingxiang, as if seeing a family member. She suddenly released all the sadness she had suppressed for so long, her eyes overflowing with tears like a torrent, soaking Dingxiang's clothes and breaking Dingxiang's heart...

As they nestled together, the police and Jia Fengliu's gang gradually disappeared into the scrap metal yard...
Chapter Five

1:30 AM Detention Center

Jia Fengliu, disheveled and half-paralyzed in the corner, stared blankly, his pale face bruised, blood still seeping from his lower body... What happened to him in just one hour felt so absurd, almost unreal.

People are afraid of death, especially the wealthy who can afford a luxurious lifestyle...

After Jia Fengliu and his men were taken to the police station for questioning, semen samples were taken with the police's assistance. DNA testing confirmed that the semen remaining in Xiaoqing's body belonged to Jia Fengliu. Given the conclusive evidence, the police had the right to detain him for 48 hours. Jia Fengliu's lawyer could only bail out his henchmen.

Tim's SWAT team was also responsible for guarding and protecting Jia Fengliu in the cell. Under Tim's arrangement, Jia Fengliu was escorted from the detention center to the detention center. The men in the prison cells fall into two categories: desperate criminals and highly intelligent intellectuals who commit crimes. But regardless of which type of prisoner is more prevalent, the prison is always a terrifying place.

Tim, accompanied by several SWAT officers, arrived at the detention center and, under the guise of a night patrol, opened the cell where Jia Fengliu was being held.
His officers dispersed the other prisoners to other cells, and soon replaced them with five death row inmates in shackles.

"Boss Jia," Tim explained, seeing Jia Fengliu's puzzled expression, "the people in the next cell heard you were visiting late at night. They all say they are good friends of yours and asked me to bring them to catch up with you."

"I...I don't know them!" Jia Fengliu felt a sense of foreboding and stammered, "Quick...take them away."

"Hmph...Mr. Jia, you really have a short memory!" A death row inmate covered in tattoos and with a face full of scars said with a sneer, "You've forgotten us so quickly?"

"Yes, Mr. Jia." A guy with a relatively refined appearance chimed in sinisterly, "We didn't know each other at first, but we found out during a casual chat that we're all together thanks to Mr. Jia."

"I...I really don't know you! What do you want?!" Jia Fengliu kept his distance, until he was cornered with nowhere to retreat.

"I'm going to take a leak, I'll be back in half an hour, you guys have a good chat! Oh, I forgot to tell you, it's getting late, disturbing other people's sleep is bad behavior." Tim pulled down a towel hanging on the wall, threw it at the feet of the death row inmates, turned and walked out of the cell, closing the door behind him.

"You...you guys, don't do anything rash! If I get hurt, you're all dead when you get out tomorrow!"
Jia Fengliu still tried to intimidate the prisoners.

"Hehe, Boss Jia, you've gone to so much trouble. We won't do anything to you, we're just introducing you to a new friend, you can call him Glass." The refined-looking guy stepped aside, letting Jia Fengliu see his "new friend."

Glass was nothing short of short-sighted and lewd. He walked up to Jia Fengliu with a lewd grin, running his fingers across Jia Fengliu's face, and couldn't help but praise, "Tsk tsk, a man so well-maintained, I haven't touched one in ages."

Jia Fengliu shuddered, guessing what they wanted to do, and frantically ran towards the cell door. Before he could even shout, he was pinned to the ground, a towel stuffed into his mouth.

"Ugh..." Jia Fengliu struggled desperately, but his hands and feet were held down by the four prisoners, unable to move, his body writhing like a snake.

Glass plopped down on Jia Fengliu's waist, ripped open his shirt, and lightly stroked his back before licking the flesh of Jia Fengliu's back with his tongue.

"Glass, do you still think we're outside? Hurry up! I don't have time to watch your performance!" one of the prisoners cursed disgustedly.

"You don't believe me when I say you don't understand romance. Now... he's so nervous, how am I supposed to handle him?" Glass rolled his eyes at him and said quietly.

"Damn it!! I'll help you!" The prisoner holding down Jia Fengliu's left leg turned around, grabbed three toothbrushes from the iron window sill of the cell, ripped off Jia Fengliu's pants, and forcefully shoved the toothbrushes into his anus. The three toothbrushes were half-submerged, and blood spurted out immediately.

"Ugh!!" Jia Fengliu, so severely injured, convulsed all over, broke out in a cold sweat, and fainted from the pain. "

Hurry up! Time is running out."

The moment the toothbrushes were pulled out, a spurt of blood gushed out, waking the unconscious Jia Fengliu from the pain. Glass wasted no more time, pried open Jia Fengliu's legs, and amidst Jia Fengliu's agonizing groans, he received his retribution…

“We’re all death row inmates, nothing to be afraid of. I forgot to tell you, Glass is an HIV carrier. If you don’t have an STD, your chance of getting infected is only 1 in 27. Good luck.” As Tim led several death row inmates away, the refined-looking guy turned back and said this to Jia Fengliu with

a mocking tone. These words were like a bolt from the blue, pushing the　　　already　　　agonizing Jia Fengliu into an abyss of despair. No matter what the future held, this incident would be etched into Jia Fengliu's memory, if he ever had　 a future…

**********　 ... 　　Finally…　　　“Doll, come with me.” Dingxiang uttered her heartfelt words, “I will treat you well!”　　　“…”　　　A silence fell, and Dingxiang’s voice trembled as she said, “Doll, you…”　　　Doll pushed Dingxiang away without a word, took a few steps back, looked at Dingxiang’s serious and earnest expression, and tears streamed down her face. She shook her head firmly, gave Dingxiang a deep look, and turned to leave…　　　“Why! Why did this happen?!” Dingxiang screamed frantically, burying her fingers in her hair, and squatted on the ground in agony.　　　“Forget me!” Hearing the heart-wrenching cry, Doll paused in her steps and said softly, “Actually… you shouldn’t have treated me like that this morning.”　　　“I…” Dingxiang wanted to say something, but she couldn’t utter a word, feeling that all words seemed pale and inadequate.　　　"Maybe we'll have a chance to meet again, and I hope we'll still be friends then..."　　　Watching the doll's figure disappear into the long, dark night, the seemingly strong Dingxiang fell into an endless cycle of despair. The wind was blowing, the night was still young...　　　A streak of water ran down her face; it was the wind's tear.

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