Golden carp are no ordinary fish in a pond. Chapter 216: The Storm Is Brewing

“You’re really not cut out to be an assassin.” Hou Longtao reached behind his head and fiddled with the silencer.

“Hmph, how did you know it was me?” A short-haired beauty emerged from behind the man; it was Tang Rui.

“You just got here, didn’t you? The living room and bedroom still smell of you.”

“I was in three minutes earlier than you.” Tang Rui placed the gun on the sink, turned to face the man, wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on her bare feet, and kissed him.

“I haven’t found my brother yet.”

“Keep teasing yourself, keep arousing your desires, then suppress them, suppress them again, endure them again, gradually increase your expectations, and when it finally explodes, it will be incredibly wonderful.” Tang Rui turned and walked to the bathtub, turned off the water, removed the towel from her body, revealing her snow-white back, slender waist, round and pert buttocks, and straight and long legs. She sat in the bathtub.

“Your expectations are constantly rising; what if I can’t meet them?” Hou Longtao sat on the edge of the bathtub.

“I know you’re capable. Have you forgotten that you lived under my sights for a while?” Tang Rui stretched one of her jade-like legs out of the bathtub, her delicate little foot resting on the man’s chest.

“Right, I almost forgot, you have eyes in the back of your head.” Hou Longtao held the beauty’s foot and kissed it. “What did you see today?”

“Nothing. Nobody brought your brother out of the basement first.”

“I don’t know what he’s up to.”

“He must be trying to use your brother against you.”

“How could I not know that?”

“As long as the Three Dragons haven’t attacked you yet, your brother should still be alive.”

“But losing an arm or a leg won’t do.”

“But that’s beyond your control. What’s the use of just scratching your head here?” Tang Rui leaned back on the edge of the bathtub, quite relaxed.

“Sigh, you’re just not bothered by things that don’t concern you.” Hou Longtao stood up, lit a cigarette, and sat down on a sofa in the corner. Although it was a bathroom, it was fully equipped.

"You can't say that, at least I hope you find him soon."

"Hmph." Hou Longtao shook his head with a wry smile. "By the way, do you have any connection with Tang Heshan?"

"Why would you ask that?" Tang Rui looked at the man with a grin.

"When I went to talk to him last time, in that restaurant, I thought I smelled your fragrance, but it was very faint. I thought it was just my imagination and didn't investigate further. Now that I think about it, his surname is Tang, and yours is Tang too, plus that fragrance, I didn't know, I was just making connections randomly."

"He's my father." Although Tang Rui wouldn't proactively reveal her connection to the Dragon Tiger Hall, since he asked, there was no need to hide it.

"Your father? He's... why do you still..."

"A triad boss? There's nothing to be ashamed of. My two older brothers are helping my father, but I don't want to get involved in my family business, and I don't usually go to the Dragon Tiger Gang's territory. I came to see you specifically that day; I only heard you were coming the night before."

"I'm truly honored."

"Hehehe, good to know. I was trained in the CIA, seven years of hellish training, hmph." Tang Rui hadn't planned to tell the man about her past, but being with him always made her feel a little out of control, so telling him some trivial things wasn't a bad idea.

Hou Longtao remained silent. He decided not to ask any questions, because he didn't know what kind of questions would cross the line, so he simply let the woman talk quietly, only listening to what she felt was appropriate.

"My grandfather and second grandfather were both colonel-level officers in the Military Intelligence Bureau, belonging to the younger generation. In 1949, they went to Taiwan, and soon after, they were both sent to the United States for training in the CIA. My grandfather stayed in the CIA, while my second grandfather later infiltrated the mainland, was captured, and executed."

Hou Longtao made a deeply regretful expression.

“No need. I’ve never met him, I just know he exists.” Tang Rui shrugged. “Influenced by my grandfather, my father worked as a policeman for almost ten years, then got bored and switched to running a gang, which he did quite well. My two older brothers and I were born in the United States, but my parents placed great importance on instilling Chinese culture in us. We not only had to learn Chinese, but also read a lot of books about China. Hmph, I really hated them back then.”

“Kids are playful, it’s understandable.” Hou Longtao recalled how his family forced him to learn piano and English when he was a child, and he understood what the beauty was talking about.

“As my two older brothers grew up, they naturally started getting involved in the family business without complaint. Maybe it's just that men are born wanting to be gangsters. From the age of ten, all I thought about was escaping the constraints of the family, especially after my mother passed away. In 1990, when I was thirteen, the US government was particularly keen on peaceful, or even non-peaceful, evolution of China. The CIA established a secret project, selecting Chinese teenagers for special training, to be sent back to the mainland for espionage and assassination when the opportunity arose.”

“That's relatively new, isn't it?” Hou Longtao still couldn't resist his curiosity. “Didn't the Military Intelligence Bureau and the CIA always have similar projects?”

“There’s no such thing as training from childhood. This time, the CIA has invested heavily to cultivate true elites. My grandfather was extremely disappointed in my father, but he was still his son, and his only son, so there was nothing he could do. He knew I was unhappy at home. Although he had retired, he still had many friends in the bureau. He asked me if I wanted to join that project. I agreed without hesitation, as long as I could leave home. My grandfather recommended me to the CIA, and the training lasted for seven years. Calling me a killing machine wouldn’t be an exaggeration. But…” Tang Rui said, a sly smile appearing on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"Have you forgotten why I was so determined to leave home?"

"You have a strong rebellious streak, especially against letting anyone control your thoughts."

"You're so understanding." Tang Rui gestured towards the man with her lips. "The more those American instructors demonize China, the more I like China. Of course, I have absolutely no liking for the CCP."

"Why?"

"Because it severely disrespects human rights."

"How so?"

"Take the one-child policy, for example. Forcing women to have abortions. The right to reproduce is a woman's most basic right." Tang Rui's view represents the thoughts of most Americans.

"Which is more important, the right to life or the right to reproduce? I think it's the right to life, right?"

Tang Rui nodded.

"China already has 1.3 billion people. If it weren't for the one-child policy, at least another 500 million would have been added. Where would we find so much food and so much space to feed 1.8 billion people? There's only one solution to population explosion: external expansion. Can you imagine the consequences of a country with 1.8 billion people launching a war of aggression? Can you imagine the enormous disaster that would bring to the world? China's one-child policy not only gave the Chinese people a way to survive, but it's also the main reason why World War III hasn't broken out yet." Hou Longtao spoke fluently, because this wasn't the first time he'd said these things. When he was in college, he gave a speech in a speech class on the human rights situation in China, which included the one-child policy. "On the other hand, Americans, it seems, are like the Chinese of the 1950s and 60s, who consider having many children a glory. The TV constantly promotes that for every newborn in America, seven newborns in impoverished countries starve to death. No power can completely override everything else, including human rights."

"Hmph, I'm not going to talk about these boring things with you. Hmm..." Tang Rui stood up from the bathtub, went into the shower, and rinsed off the soap.

Looking at the woman's supple and graceful body, Hou Longtao's penis was already erect, but he couldn't bring himself to make love wholeheartedly right now. "Let's talk about something else then. Continue talking about the CIA."

"I don't want to talk about it anymore. Let's do it another day." Tang Rui put on her panties.

"You didn't just come here to take a shower, did you?"

"Can't I? Can't I just come to see you? I thought we were good friends."

"Of course you can, of course we're good friends." Hou Longtao stood up, put his hands on the woman's shoulders, and kissed her forehead.

"Hmph, I came to tell you that there's a very sharp conflict between the Dragon Tiger Hall and the Yamaguchi-gumi. If you need any help from the Dragon Tiger Hall in your process of eliminating the Yamaguchi-gumi, my father and the others will support you."

"Don't you not get involved in your family's business?"

"My father knew we would meet today, I'm just passing on his message."

"What kind of conflict is there between the Dragon Tiger Hall and the Yamaguchi-gumi?" Hou Longtao helped the woman fasten the hooks on her bra.

“Your curiosity is really strong,” Tang Rui patted the man’s cheek, putting on her jeans, the tight fabric revealing the curves of her round buttocks. “Curiosity kills the cat.”

“Knowing nothing will kill you faster, you’ll die stupidly. Besides, with my current status, knowing a little more isn’t dangerous.”

“Alright, alright, you’re a big shot.” Tang Rui nudged the man with her pert buttocks. “The Dragon Tiger Gang’s main area of operation is Chinatown and the surrounding area. Their foundation is very solid, and there are no other gangs operating in their territory. The Dragon Tiger Gang isn’t a small gang; it’s a very organized large corporation, so members are prohibited from selling drugs on the street. Whether it’s marijuana or heroin, they only do large-scale wholesale. As a result, many individual customers in Chinatown have to go out of Chinatown to find the goods, which is inconvenient and unsafe. If someone can provide individual goods in Chinatown, even if the price is slightly higher, customers won’t mind.”

“The Three Dragons want to squeeze into Chinatown?”

“Is it that obvious?”

“Not too hard to guess.”

"He wanted to take over the Chinatown market, so of course there would be clashes with the Dragon Tiger Gang, and people on both sides would get injured. He withdrew for a while, and recently he probably felt the time was right, so he devised a scheme to use someone else to do his dirty work. The San Kou Gang found a group of Chinese people to help them sell drugs in Chinatown, but this time they weren't like last time. Last time they would evade the police and confront the Dragon Tiger Gang head-on, but this time those Chinese people would quickly retreat as soon as they saw the Dragon Tiger Gang members, but it was just a pretense of evading the police. It was obvious that they wanted the police to know that Chinese people had started selling drugs in Chinatown."

"To lure the police to deal with the Dragon Tiger Gang." Hou Longtao knew that the American police weren't stupid. Of course, they could find out that those people weren't Dragon Tiger Gang's men, but the police only needed an excuse to make things difficult for the underworld, and San Kou Longxing was providing that excuse.

"Hmph, the Yamaguchi-gumi is quite powerful in the LAPD," Tang Rui scoffed. "Luckily, the Dragon Tiger Gang isn't to be underestimated either, managing to fend off the harassment from the police these past few days. We investigated; those Chinese are from the Sanlian Gang. The Sanlian Gang doesn't operate in the US; the Yamaguchi-gumi specifically brought them from Taiwan."

"Could it be that your father's conflict with the Yamaguchi-gumi led you to hate Japanese people, and that's how you and I came to be?"

"You underestimate me." Tang Rui picked up the pistol from the washstand, twirling it with one finger…

It had been raining intermittently in New York these past few days, as if trying to wash away the filth of this crime capital.

It was already dark when Tian Donghua slowly walked out of the hotel. He didn't use an umbrella, letting the dirty raindrops fall on his head and his expensive suit.

The man wandered aimlessly to the street corner, head down, completely unaware that the pedestrian crossing indicator showed a red hand. Just as he stepped off the curb, a taxi whizzed past him, horn blaring.

"Ah!" Tian Donghua cried out softly, collapsing onto the sidewalk with a thud. He looked up, his eyes red, his face wet with what appeared to be tears or rain. A deep gash ran down his lower lip from where he had bitten his upper teeth, blood gushing out.

The man didn't get up; instead, he sat there, burying his face in his hands, and began to sob.

After a long while, Tian Donghua finally stood up unsteadily, took out his phone, and dialed a number in Los Angeles. "I need five people." The pain on his face was gone...

Hou Longtao received another call from Feng Jie. "Did Yuqian call you again?"

"She just called last night. You still haven't been able to get in touch with her?"

"That girl is driving me crazy. Every time I call her, it's a global call. Did you ask her for me?"

"Of course I asked. She just said she's still angry with you."

"Did she say where she is?"

"She won't say. She probably knows you're very resourceful. To put it bluntly, she's deliberately avoiding you."

"Sigh, she's really not considerate of me."

"Xiaoqian is a bit willful. Let her have some peace and quiet for a couple more days."

"That's all we can do."

"Anyway, at least we know she's safe and sound now. You can coax her properly after you finish what you're doing right now."

"Yes, yes. How are your and Yunyun's visas going?"

"It's still being processed. Xiaoyun's is easy to process. I have a military passport, and although all the departments are giving me the green light, none of the procedures can be skipped, so it's a bit cumbersome and will take a little longer, but it'll be quick." Feng Jie's voice became excited when she mentioned America, probably thinking about being able to be intimate with her lover without restraint…

In the inpatient ward of a hospital in Las Vegas, after nightfall, only a few nurses were on duty.

In a double room on the top floor, two female patients lay. The woman on the inner bed was an elderly woman in her sixties, while the woman on the outer bed was a blonde beauty in her twenties, with prominent breasts under the thin blanket. Both had peaceful expressions, seemingly fast asleep.

A man pushed open the door and entered the room, then closed it behind him. He stood in front of the blonde woman's bed, looked down at her, and nudged her shoulder.

The woman didn't even react, let alone respond to any prompting.

The man raised his hand and slapped her across the face.

After the crisp sound, the blonde woman's body tilted slightly, her head turning inward, but she remained unconscious, showing no sign of pain.

A fierce glint appeared in the man's eyes behind his black-rimmed glasses. Looking down at her, he punched her hard in the stomach.

The blonde woman's upper body and legs were bent in half by the blow, but as soon as the man removed his hand, her head fell back onto the pillow.

"Hmm..." The man frowned, letting out a heavy sigh, his disappointment evident.

Because of the two slaps, the blonde woman's body moved, and the thin blanket was no longer covering her tightly as before, but had slipped down to her chest. The buttons on her hospital gown were also undone, revealing her snow-white breasts and deep cleavage.

None of this escaped the man's eyes. He narrowed his eyes, his hands gripping the woman's breasts roughly through her hospital gown, kneading them roughly. He completely unbuttoned her clothes, revealing she wasn't wearing a bra, making it easy to roughly squeeze and grope her large, round breasts.

The blonde beauty's expression remained unchanged, as if she had no idea someone was molesting her body.

The man pinched her two erect, red nipples, twisting them forcefully, then pulling them upwards, shaping her breasts into ovals. He released them, letting them bounce on her chest, repeating this several times.

The man's eyes were full of mockery. He began slapping the blonde beauty's large breasts with both hands, the "slapping" sounds echoing in the ward.

The woman's once snow-white breasts were now bright red from the slapping. Only then did the man stop. He climbed onto the bed, took one of the beauty's nipples into his mouth, and sucked hard. His right hand slipped inside her loose hospital pants, where there were no underwear, directly touching her clitoris protruding from her foreskin.

Once the blonde's breasts had mostly returned to their normal color, the man withdrew his right hand from her pants and began to abuse her breasts, pinching and squeezing the tender flesh until bruises appeared.

Holding the woman's right breast in one hand, he pulled down her pants with his left, turned around, knelt beside her, and spread her plump labia with his left hand, easily inserting two fingers of his right hand into her already juicy vagina.

The blonde was completely unaware that she was being sexually assaulted, her expression remaining peaceful.

The man's fingers began to move violently, making gurgling sounds inside her body, and copious amounts of fluid gushed from her vagina.

"You slut," the man said, pulling his hand away and shaking it, some fluid still dripping from his fingers onto the woman's thighs.

The man smeared the secretions on the woman's face, pulled down his pants, took out a condom from his wallet, put it on his enormous penis, hoisted her long legs onto his shoulders, grabbed her soft, full breasts with both hands, and thrust his hips forward. With a "hiss," his thick, long penis plunged all the way into her vagina.

"You bitch, I'll fuck you." The man gritted his teeth viciously, and immediately began a storm of thrusts, his huge cock mercilessly ravaging the beauty's tender vagina. Each entry was full of force, and one could clearly feel the strong impact on her uterus.

The blonde beauty's breasts swayed with the man's intense fucking, and the hospital bed beneath her shook violently, creaking as if it were about to fall apart.

The man turned the white woman over; there were four scars on her back, one of which was right next to her heart.

But the man didn't care about any of that. He spread the blonde beauty's plump, perky buttocks apart, revealing her wet, rosy vulva, and continued to thrust wildly into her.

He grabbed her long, golden hair, lifting her head back so her upper body was no longer pressed against her body, making it easier to knead her breasts.

This position was a bit strenuous, and the man didn't adjust properly, his large penis slipping out of her vagina. He dismounted, hanging the woman's waist over the edge of the bed, kneeling with her legs spread, then threw the pillow on the floor, knelt down, grabbed her buttocks with his left hand, and squeezed his large, wet penis into her tight anus with his right.

Western women not only have wider vaginas than Eastern women, but their anuses are also less tight, and with plenty of lubrication, it wasn't too difficult. Plus, the man was strong and vigorous, disregarding his partner's feelings, and fucked her intensely.

After playing with her anus for a while, the man switched to normal intercourse, thrusting into the beautiful woman from behind with increasing depth and force. "I'll fucking fuck you to death! I'll fucking wake you up!" he

yelled, but the blonde woman remained unresponsive, letting him enter and exit her body, allowing him to vent his lust, resentment, and hatred with her youthful, voluptuous body.

The man thrust faster and harder, gritting his teeth, closing his eyes, and slapping the woman's large, white buttocks. He knew he was nearing his limit. Unbeknownst to him, due to the intensity and duration of his actions, the condom had broken, retreating to the middle of his penis, leaving the glans directly impacting her cervix.

"Ah...ah...ah..." the man let out a series of low growls, his broad back trembling intermittently. A large amount of hot semen gushed from his urethra, violently striking the depths of the blonde woman's vagina, quickly filling her up.

The man let out a long breath and slowly withdrew his penis from the woman's body, surprised to find a large amount of semen gushing out from her vagina.

"Fuck him." The man ripped off the tattered condom from his penis and threw it aside, flipping the woman's limp body over. While kneading her breasts, he pried open her mouth and thrust his large penis inside.

"Mmm..." the blonde beauty suddenly uttered, her brows furrowing.

"Ah!" The man was startled by this sudden change, stumbling backward and falling several steps before slamming heavily against the door with a "thud."

"What's wrong!?" Someone pushed open the door, and two identical, stunningly beautiful Eastern women rushed in, shielding the man...

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