[Urban] King of Entertainment (Complete) - 9

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Madonna's Counterattack

David found tonight's party incredibly exciting and exhilarating. First, he "pushed" Cathy in the master bedroom, then he "pushed" Moni in the janitor's room. An actress, a singer, and finally, the sudden attack of pop diva Madonna, plus Madonna's counterattack—it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

When David came out of the janitor's room, the two women were still tidying up; they would need to go upstairs to freshen up later, as their dresses were covered in dust.

Cathy quickly spotted David. "David, where did you go?"

"To do what I needed to do. You're rested so quickly? Women's recovery ability is amazing. Want to go again?" David chuckled, looking down

. "No, I can't handle you alone. I don't know where Moni is either." Cathy said, glancing around.

"Hehe! No need to look, I just ate Moni."

"Oh! God, David, you're amazing. By the way, is Moni lying down?"

I haven't even told you I pushed Madonna too, though it seems like Madonna counterattacked. "Almost there, right, it's almost time. I want to go back."

"So early? Aren't you going to wait until midnight to cut the cake together?"

Eileen, who hadn't noticed when she arrived, exclaimed in surprise, "Where did you two go? I've been looking for you all night."

"I wasn't feeling well just now, so I rested in your room for a while."

"I'm just wandering around."

Hefner walked over with four beautiful women of varying heights and skin colors. Anyone who didn't know better would think he'd chosen such a group. He smiled and said, "Hi, ladies, this is the genius director David I told you about. If you want to make a movie, you should look for him."

"Director David, hello! I'm Sinnie."

"I'm Sofina, nice to meet you, Director David."

Hefner didn't know why he brought them along; these weren't David's type. He should tell Hefner about it sometime. He smiled and said, "Good evening, ladies, nice to meet you."

"David, let's sit over there for a bit. Would you two ladies like to join us?"

"Okay!"

Two men and six women sitting on the sofa were quite an eye-catching sight. David had originally wanted to go back, but now that everyone was gathered together, he probably couldn't leave. "Director David, I heard you're busy filming a new movie?" asked Sinnie, who came with Hefner.

"Yes! But it can't be finished right now, at the earliest it wo

n't be finished until the end of March." "To speed up filming?"

Idiot! Everyone knows it can be fast! Filming in winter? Completely clueless, these women probably aren't actresses. They're probably here to hook up with rich guys. David said helplessly, "Is winter unsuitable for filming?"

"Oh, is that so? Can I come and watch your filming sometime?"

"Yes! I'd like to go too..."

Damn it! David glanced at Hefner, wondering why this guy's standards were so low. These women seemed like lovesick fools. People say big breasts mean no brains, but none of these four women had big breasts, only one was about the same size as Madonna. David thought that women like that, if they went to parties, bars, or any place where they flaunted their wealth, would be worth at least eight or ten thousand, and it wouldn't be interesting at all. It's no different from hiring prostitutes.

Luckily, Eileen came to the rescue, laughing, "David, did you drive here yourself?"

"No, I had a driver."

"Good!"

"Eileen, you're not planning to let David stay overnight, are you?" Cathy laughed.

"Haha!" Hefner and the other girls laughed.

"Cathy, are you really looking for men? If you are, I'll call a few for you." Eileen teased Cathy.

"No! I won't steal yours, you can find one tonight."

After chatting for a while, about ten minutes passed, and Moni and Madonna finally appeared. Although the two women had freshened up, David could still see the radiance on their faces. The others, of course, didn't notice, only thinking that the two women's new makeup made them even more alluring. "What were you talking about?"

"Where did you go looking for random men?" Cathy teased.

"What? I think you're looking for more random men. Where did you just go?" Moni and Cathy had come to Los Angeles together to make a living, and as best friends, they were always quite direct.

"When is Madonna releasing a new song?"

"Hefner, you playboy, are you still here?"

"What's on at midnight tonight?"

... After cutting the cake ,

David said goodbye to Eileen, completely oblivious to her melancholy gaze. Back home, David felt a bit tired. Although the evening had been enjoyable, talking to those idiotic rich men and infatuated women was too dull and fake. "Just like those foreign gentlemen, outwardly very nice, even more so, but secretly they're all just hypocrites, utterly deceitful."

For the next week, with Sophie and Monica away, David focused entirely on the film, occasionally writing novels and screenplays, or having an office romance with his secretary.

In a New York manor, Steve Carnegie finished watching all the videos and lit a cigar. "What did Dark Four and Dark Three find from their observations?"

"Master, Dark Three replied that they have discovered thirteen members of the family's secret guards."

"Thirteen secret guards?" Steve Carnegie smiled, took a drag of his cigarette, and said, "These guys have already designated David as the patriarch."

Dark Four, of course, knew that the thirteen most elite secret guards were there to protect the patriarch; the others were at most eight, six, four, and two. He reminded him, "Master, the thirteen secret guards aren't all together."

"Of course I remember; the elite thirteen wouldn't leave the patriarch's side. Some of those guards were probably sent by the Elder Council," Steve said.

"Master, should we withdraw our men?"

"So you discovered the danger?"

"Not yet, but the Elder Council and the patriarch's side should have discovered our presence. They're implying we can leave."

"Those guys, I sent men there twenty years ago. Why didn't they send anyone then?" Steve stood up and roared.

"Master!"

"It's none of your business. Those guys want David as a puppet? I will never agree to that. You personally lead a team there," Steve said calmly, sitting down.

"I'm going to Master's side?"

"No need, Dark One and Dark Two will be there shortly."

"I understand, Master."

Steve stubbed out his Cuban cigar, worth tens of thousands, in the ashtray, his mind filled with those people, those bastards. Only those with Carnegie blood can control the Carnegie family. Andrew Carnegie initially built the Steel Empire, but donated his wealth because his only daughter was ill. Of course, that was only on the surface; the rest of the wealth was beyond Andrew's control unless the Elder Council agreed.

Kiberon Carnegie was actually very good to Steve, but he didn't show it. Besides, he felt that Steve, as patriarch, couldn't contend with the Elder Council; making him a puppet was worse than letting him live freely. That's why he always treated Steve coldly. The Carnegie family is now divided into three factions. The patriarch controls less than half, the Elder Council controls sixty percent, but the Elder Council is further divided into two factions. The powerful one is the outer line, the weak one is the inner line.

“My child hopes that when you return, Grandpa will have already eliminated the family's troubles.” Kiberon Carnegie looked at his son's photograph, displaying the same ordinary heartache, sadness, pain, and longing.

Chapter Forty: Eating the Bank Employee

Many friends have suggested that the European and American versions aren't very popular, and there aren't many celebrities they know. They want to speed up the pace of the story. Therefore, the author has decided to complete several chapters of the European and American versions within three years, and then expand into the Asian market. For those who enjoy entertainment, please support with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. Of course, a reward from those who are able is even better!!!

Before you know it, Christmas 1993 has arrived. David isn't really used to Christmas; he's more interested in the Spring Festival. Sophie and Monica went back to Los Angeles for a while, but David still wanted them to go back to Europe to spend Christmas with their families. Walking down the street watching the crowds, David wondered if he should go back to China to experience the Spring Festival. Although there are Chinese people in Los Angeles, he just couldn't feel the atmosphere.

"Candied hawthorn! Candied hawthorn!"

David didn't expect there to be candied hawthorn for sale in Chinatown, so he quickly went over. When he got to the shop, he realized he didn't have a single penny in his pocket, only a card. Who would believe a billionaire with no money? After all, it's not like twenty years from now where you can use a card everywhere. Candied hawthorn with a card? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble? He had no choice but to go to the bank around the corner to get a prepaid card.

Fortunately, the business here wasn't as busy as in China. In his previous life, David had withdrawn money with his passbook once, and that was terrifying—he waited for over two hours! He randomly entered an empty window and saw that the teller was a beautiful woman in her early twenties. She wore a white shirt, stretched taut by her large breasts, revealing a hint of a purplish-red bra underneath. She wore a coffee-colored skirt, and her long legs were encased in black semi-transparent stockings and high heels, giving her a kind of uniform-like allure.

"Withdraw money!" David placed his card into the small window.

The beautiful teller looked up, glanced at David, and seeing his handsome appearance but ordinary sportswear, lost interest. She casually asked, "How much?" (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintain the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, enjoy the pleasure to the point of dizziness. Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter

"Ten Thousand Bar". David didn't want to take more; carrying ten thousand was already extravagant enough. He wasn't like those pretentious guys who carried a big bag of money to buy a car or a house.

The beautiful saleswoman casually swiped David's card on the machine and said, "Please enter the password."

After David entered a few numbers on the keypad, the beautiful saleswoman suddenly froze, staring blankly at the numbers on the screen.

180,000? 1.85 million? That's 185 million.

No way, this young man who looks like he's wearing ordinary sportswear actually has assets of over 100 million? Sure enough, you can't judge a book by its cover; the richer a person is, the more low-key they are.

"Sir, please accept your money and please count it in front of you." The beautiful saleswoman immediately changed to an enthusiastic expression and stuffed the fold book and ten thousand yuan in cash under the small window.

David picked it up and flipped through it, only to find a small note tucked inside: "15124578, Carrie." This was clearly the recipient's phone number and name. He was taken aback, looking up at Carrie, wondering if his charm after his rebirth had reached the point where he was easily seduced by beautiful women.

Carrie, seeing him look at her, immediately smiled gently, revealing a few pearly white teeth. While not as stunning as Sophie or Monica, she was still enough to make many men swoon.

David, of course, wouldn't throw away the note; only hypocrites or charlatans would put on an act. What about only liking one woman, or only having a crush on a certain woman? After spending the afternoon in Chinatown, David finally called Carrie. Since he'd be alone anyway, he might as well have a little "uniform" with this bank teller...

"Miss Carrie, is that you?"

"Yes! Who are you?" Carrie had just returned home and hadn't quite registered what was happening.

"I'm the note," David laughed.

"Oh, it's you?" Carrie exclaimed happily.

"Miss Carlyffe, do you have time now? I'd like to invite you to dinner."

"Of course I have time."

David and Carlyffe enjoyed a romantic yet luxurious candlelight dinner at a Western restaurant. When David saw Carlyffe downstairs, he said, "David, would you like to come up for a cup of coffee?"

Who could pass up such a good opportunity? David readily agreed: "Thank you for the invitation."

In the living room, the two sat on the sofa, David's eyes burning as he looked at Carlyffe. Carlyffe initially managed to look at David calmly, but soon felt his gaze like a magic hand, making her feel hot and itchy wherever it touched. Her pretty face immediately flushed, and her fair neck and a large patch of snow-white skin on her chest seemed to be tinged with a rosy glow, adding to her allure.

"Take me!" Carlyffe slowly leaned into David's arms, whispering almost in her ear.

Her soft, limp body clung to David, burning against his senses.

David was aroused. One arm encircled her slender waist, slowly sliding down to grasp her firm, full buttocks. The thin fabric offered no respite from the exquisite sensation—warm, elastic, and incredibly supple.

His other hand climbed onto Carif's full breasts, gently kneading her erect nipples through her clothes, teasing them until they became even firmer, filling his palm.

David's desire surged instantly. He lifted Carif in his arms and strode towards the bedroom.

Carif's eyes were glazed with desire, her arms wrapped around his neck, emitting muffled moans. "Hmm!"

David kicked the bedroom door open. He was in a fit of rage, and his kick was so forceful it almost created a hole in the door. After entering, he threw Carif onto the bed and slammed the door shut.

"Ah!" Carif's body was thrown into the air, involuntarily letting out a scream as she bounced high on the bed before landing.

Before she could react, David had already pounced on the bed, pinning her tightly beneath him. Although she was inexperienced, Kalifi knew that the hard, iron-like thing pressing against her lower abdomen was David's thing.

"Kalifi—" David's face was flushed from the combined effects of alcohol and lust. He breathed heavily and bit down on Kalifi's nipple, nibbling restlessly.

"Mmm," Kalifi moaned like a cat as her sensitive area was stimulated, her hands idly stroking David's back.

David roughly tried to pull off Kalifi's dress, but since the zipper was in the back, he found it troublesome and simply grabbed the shoulder strap and ripped it in two. He tossed it aside, and it slowly slid off the bed to the floor. With

the dress off, all that remained was snow-white skin and a black bra covering two glistening, white breasts.

"So beautiful!" David buried his face in Carrie's chest, kissing her passionately, using his chin to gently push her bra aside, revealing her two pink nipples.

Carrie was aroused by David's actions, involuntarily hooking her arms around his neck, arching her back, and letting out dreamy moans.

David took the opportunity to reach behind her, unhooking her bra and tossing it to the foot of the bed. Her two high, firm breasts, now free, trembled, the two pink nipples almost dazzling David .

He lowered his head, taking one nipple into his mouth while playing with the other breast with his other hand. Carrie, unable to bear the stimulation, arched her back again, her moans growing louder.

The firm peaks were smooth, tender, and incredibly elastic. Although they kept deforming under David's palms, they would resolutely return to their original shape as soon as he let go.

“David—David, oh…” Carlyff groaned unconsciously, clinging tightly to David’s head, her eyes hazy with desire.

David kissed his way down her chest, past her smooth, satin-like abdomen, and her cute little navel, then casually lifted her buttocks and pulled down the black thong that matched her bra.

Carlyff felt a chill on her buttocks, and her hazy mind realized that David had breached her last line of defense. She opened her eyes and saw David staring intently between her legs. A wave of shyness washed over her, and she quickly straightened up, pulling him back onto her, saying, “David, stop looking, take Carlyff.”

David’s desire was also nearing its peak. He pressed down on Carlyff and said, “Carlyff, I’m going to fuck you.”

“Fuck…fuck me!” Because of this crude and direct word “fuck,” Carlyff felt her body about to explode. David was an old hand, having been with so many beautiful women. With his Yin-Yang technique, few women could resist him. David thrust and shuddered, instantly entering a warm place. A

groan escaped Carrie's lips in the bedroom, accompanied by the sounds of flesh colliding, the soft moans slowly filling the room… Half an hour later, the passion subsided, but the two naked young bodies remained tightly intertwined, brimming with arousing hormones. Their eyes were fixed on each other; though neither was clothed, they had already done *that*, so what was there to be ashamed of? Chapter 41:

Two Goddesses Push Each Other (Part 1)

After Christmas, *The Mummy: Tomb Raider*, after more than half a year of filming, finally premiered at 8 PM on Children's Day, June 1st, 1994, in Hollywood theaters, and simultaneously in 2760 theaters across the United States.

David changed into a black suit; the white shirt and black tie made the eighteen-year-old David appear even more mature and handsome. "Is Sophie ready?"

"Almost!" Sophie Marceau changed into a white low-cut evening gown.

A few minutes later, Sophie finally finished her makeup. "Honey, be careful not to be late."

"I won't!" "......

"

The movie theater entrance was already packed with fans. David and Sophie were greeted with cheers and questions from reporters as they got out of the car. Monica Bellucci then got out of the car in a black halter-neck evening gown, looking very sexy. Her voluptuous figure made her presence no less impressive than David and Sophie's.

Inside the theater, David greeted the celebrities and guests. Half an hour later, the theater went dark. The dragon logo appeared on the big screen; at this point, everyone knew the movie had started.

In 1719 BC, in Thebes, Egypt, the affair between Imhotep, the high priest of Pharaoh Seti I, and Pharaoh's wife Anshuna was exposed. When Anshuna, played by Monica Bellucci, appeared on screen in a transparent, almost completely naked outfit, the entire theater erupted in cheers, nearly lifting the roof off.

While societal attitudes had become increasingly open in the 1990s, such revealing attire was still rarely seen, except perhaps in nightclubs. The theater echoed with praise for Monica Bellucci:

"Her figure is amazing!"

"Perfect figure!"

"The perfect sexy goddess!"

Normally, such a commotion would have lasted a long time, but this time it didn't. The following events forced the audience to quiet down, otherwise they wouldn't hear anything.

Pharaoh Seti I discovered their affair, so they decided to kill him together. The Pharaoh's guards arrived and forced Anshuna to commit suicide to cover Imhotep's escape.

In desperation, Imhotep stole An'tsuna's body and prepared a sacrificial ritual in Hamunaptra—the city of the dead—to resurrect her. Unfortunately, this attempt was thwarted again by the Pharaoh's guard.

Viewers were astonished at this scene; the image of the ghost emerging from the underworld and possessing An'tsuna was so realistic that several timid viewers screamed, while many others gasped in horror.

Imhotep's blasphemous act was punished; he was subjected to the ultimate curse, one never before inflicted due to its terrifying nature—the Scarab Devouring Curse. His flesh would be forever torn apart by scarabs, yet he would never die, living only in eternal torment until his decaying body disappeared, bringing him release.

As Imhotep's sarcophagus is filled with scarabs, and as it is closed and screams in terror, the narration says, "His soul has been sealed within this sarcophagus for eternity, guarded by monks. Once released, he will wreak havoc on the world, becoming a monster with a thousand years of magical power, his mighty force engulfing this land and invincible." As

the stone-textured letters of the film's title, *The Mummy*, appear on the screen and are blown away like sand by a storm, the statue that originally held the sarcophagus becomes increasingly weathered and broken, and the plot officially begins.

Even after only watching the first ten minutes or so, it's clear this is a groundbreaking masterpiece. The novel and stunning plot, along with the imaginative concept—a quick shot conveying nearly a thousand years of history—the location remains the same, the scenery is the same, but everything has changed. He is very much looking forward to what the film will depict next.

The storm has passed, and the year is 1923. A group of European soldiers are frantically organizing a defensive line to fend off the surging tide of descendants of the Pharaoh's guards.

Watching the European soldiers huddled behind low walls, aiming their rifles, and the endless Arab cavalry, the audience's hearts are in their throats. Especially when the mounted officer suddenly abandons his sword and turns to flee, everyone holds their breath for the soldiers' fate.

The sleazy-looking Benny, crouching beside the actor clearly Brendan Fraser (played by O'Connor in *Brendan Fisher*), says to the protagonist, "Congratulations on your promotion," a moment of instant humor that elicits laughter and eases the tension. Benny's final act of abandoning his weapon and fleeing after saying, "Your courage gave me courage," is even more comical, blending perfectly with the tense atmosphere of the approaching army.

The protagonist then showcases his marksmanship, displaying considerable prowess, but ultimately the European army's defenses are breached by the Pharaoh's guards. Benny, who had hidden in a stone chamber, closes the door before O'Connor can enter, forcing O'Connor to find another way out. Chased relentlessly by the enemy, O'Connor stops at the foot of a statue, closing his eyes to await his fate of being shot for three minutes.

However, when he opens his eyes, the Pharaoh's guards are all gone! And just as he is bewildered, a sandstorm erupts beneath his feet, forming the shape of a human face!

When the scene shifts to Cairo three years later, the plot slows down, and the audience's tense nerves finally relax.

Instead, it was a sexy beauty named Sophie standing on a ladder, arranging books. Her delicate face and the short-sleeved, tight-fitting t-shirt that accentuated her chest, while nice, were common and not what caused the gasps. What truly amazed the audience were her long, slender legs. Her jeans, barely reaching her thighs, clung tightly to her, perfectly showcasing the curves of her legs, and the sheer fabric created a hazy, alluring effect.

"My God! What...what a beauty!? A goddess, so perfect, those are goddess legs!" Although the exclamation might disturb others, it undoubtedly expressed everyone's thoughts.

When the beautiful Sophie-played Laura, in her dazed state, accidentally knocked over a bookshelf, and then all the bookshelves in the library warehouse collapsed like dominoes, Laura's bewildered and adorable expression immediately drew laughter from the audience.

“I’d rather have locusts, termites, rats—any one of them—but never you! Compared to you, all other disasters are child’s play!”

“I’m so sorry, it was just an accident…”

“Ramses destroying Syria was an accident, you… are a disaster! Look at my library, why should I put up with you!? God, why did I ever allow you in to look up that damn information!?”

Watching the poor librarian, nearly driven mad by Lara, the audience felt increasingly satisfied. Jonathan’s subsequent series of comical actions made it seem more like a comedy, yet the grand opening setup suggested a horror or action film. So how should it be categorized? Nobody cared; they just wanted to enjoy the show, except for a few film critics.

After the librarian accidentally burned the map to Hamunaptra, the City of the Dead, Lara had no choice but to turn to the protagonist—O’Connor—who had been there before.

After persuading the warden to release O’Connor, the group prepared to board a ship to Hamunaptra.

Fortunately, most viewers were already quite stunned by what they'd seen so far, and were somewhat overwhelmed by the spectacle, so they quietly accepted the pleasant journey. However, this kind of gimmick didn't escape the eyes of film critics, who were all preparing to go back and discuss it further. But for now, let's just enjoy the rest of the movie.

The descendants of the Pharaoh's guards, who had infiltrated the ship, launched an attack on the two expedition teams. One of them approached Lara, who was caught off guard and subdued by the suddenly appearing enemy, who interrogated her about the map and the key's whereabouts.

Just then, O'Connor intervened, shooting down the enemy peeking through the window. Taking advantage of the enemy's distraction, Lara broke free and threw the descendant of the Pharaoh's guard over her shoulder, leaving him dazed and confused. Unfortunately, O'Connor's shooting destroyed a kerosene lamp, causing a fire, forcing the two to flee. During their escape, Lara's pajamas caught fire, forcing her to remove them.

In the ensuing gunfight, Lara, clad only in sexy lingerie and alluring stockings, and O'Connor displayed their prowess, captivating everyone's attention. During the battle, the camera would frequently pan across Lara's long, shapely legs, a technique that at times elicited gasps of admiration from the audience, even drowning out the background music!

Ultimately, the explorers defeated the intruders and successfully reached the shore to continue their journey.

When Hamunaptra appeared before the two expedition teams and the audience the instant the sun shone, everyone gasped in astonishment. No one had ever seen such a scene before, never! In the once barren desert, a city slowly materialized before their eyes.

And after Lara accidentally read a spell from the Book of the Dead, awakening a demon that had slumbered for millennia, the film reached its climax. Scarabs slithered about, devouring human flesh in an instant, and a horrifying mummy, its body rotting, attempted to kidnap Lara—all of this kept the audience screaming throughout the theater.

At this point, McCree surprisingly began complaining about the film quality he had previously praised. He had nearly had a heart attack several times from the horrors depicted in the film: concentrated hydrochloric acid corroding living people into skeletons, swarms of scarabs instantly devouring the living, the rotting body of the mummy Imhotep—each element was terrifying, and the exquisite film reel rendered it all vividly, every detail so realistic. Everyone in the theater was destined to wake up from nightmares that night.

Next, the battlefield shifted to Cairo. With Benny's help, Imhotep attacked the remaining Americans holding the holy urn, regaining his magical powers, and then began using magic to attack O'Connor and Laura.

Just as the audience was terrified by the horrors created by the demon Imhotep, the latest "Hummer" made its dazzling appearance. In "This is the First Collaboration with a Hummer,"

the citizens controlled by Imhotep surrounded the museum, and just when the protagonist and his companions were in imminent danger, they discovered a Hummer parked in the museum's backyard.

After O'Connor and Laura got into the Hummer, they drove recklessly, carving a path through the crowd. Stalls and cars became obstacles, but nothing could stop the Hummer's rampage.

They were almost at the harbor, almost on the ship, when Imhotep used magic to summon locusts to block the windows of the "East Wind" SUV, causing it to lose control and crash into a wall before finally stopping.

After Laura offered to take her own life in exchange for her companions' lives, Imhotep indeed... He left with Laura and Benny, but he didn't keep his promise, instead ordering his controlled henchmen to continue attacking O'Connor and his group.

Fortunately, they discovered a sewer beneath their feet and escaped one by one, except for the unfortunate librarian who died fighting.

To rescue the kidnapped Laura, O'Connor and his companions sought out an old British Royal Air Force pilot, who helped them pursue Imhotep by plane.

When Imhotep spotted the plane in the sky, he immediately cast a spell, causing the earth to crack open and sand to fly, creating a massive sandstorm that engulfed O'Connor and his group.

Despite their desperate escape, they couldn't resist the magic's power. When the giant head formed by the sandstorm opened its maw and swallowed the plane, it crashed.

This scene of the insane sandstorm naturally elicited the loudest screams in the theater, and naturally, the protagonist and his companions all escaped unharmed, except for the unfortunate pilot who died within minutes of appearing on screen.

Next... In the battle in the Land of the Dead, Lara, rescued, once again displayed her prowess. Wearing super-short denim shorts and black stockings, wielding a golden ancient sword, she hacked and slashed, ultimately using a spell from the Book of the Sun to strip Imhotep of his immortality, which O'Connor then finished off with a single blow.

In the end, the demon Imhotep was defeated, the Land of the Dead sank, and O'Connor, of course, won the heart of Lara—a happy ending for all.

Needless to say, the applause in the theater was deafening; *The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor* was a success. Sophie hugged David and said, "Darling, you did it."

"Thank you, you too, darling." "

Then Monica and the others hugged and congratulated each other, and then called the others to prepare to go to the hotel later, where a celebration banquet had already been prepared.

After the cast list was finished amidst thunderous applause and the lights in the movie theater came back on, many audience members were still reluctant to leave, considering whether to buy a ticket to watch "The Mummy: Tomb Raider" again.

Chapter 42 Two Goddesses Push "Part 2

" Many friends have suggested that the European and American versions are not very popular, and there are too few celebrities they know. They want Fengliu to speed up the progress. So Fengliu has decided to try to complete several chapters in the European and American versions within three years. Then they will enter the Asian market. Friends who like entertainment, please support with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. Of course, it would be even better if you can give a reward!!! qq"

Many audience members across the United States hurriedly got up and left the screening room, walking quickly towards the ticket window. Obviously, many people had the same idea as him. At this time, the ticket hall was already crowded with people who had just left the screening room.

"Damn it! I want a ticket for "The Mummy: Tomb Raider"! I want a ticket for the next showing!" The audience members at the very front of the line, barely reaching the ticket window, began shouting impatiently, waving banknotes that landed squarely in front of the ticket seller. "

Sorry, tickets for the next showing are completely sold out. If you'd like to continue watching, we have two other screening rooms showing movies; you can choose one of those," the ticket seller apologized. "

The other screening rooms? What are they showing in those two rooms? Is it also *The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor*?"

"Of course not. *The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor* is only currently being shown in one room."

"Damn it, if it's not *The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor*, why are you rambling on so much?! After seeing such a stunning film, who would care about that piece of crap? My head is full of mummies, sand, and those gorgeous, vaguely humorous lines! Damn it, to hell with silent films!"

"Haha, as a veteran film buff, I have to agree with you. To be honest, after seeing the preview screening of *The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor* yesterday, I haven't glanced at the other two screening rooms once. Those projectionists almost got into a fight over the screening rights!" The ticket seller quietly approached the man and whispered, "A lot of people bought tickets to see *The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor* today, but most don't know just how amazing it is. So, there are still a few tickets left for the last showing. Do you want some?"

"The last one!? You mean the 10 PM one?" The audience member frowned. His home wasn't close by; if the movie started at 8 PM, it wouldn't end until almost midnight. Would he be able to get home then?

"Are you going to watch it or not? There are so many people waiting."

After thinking for a moment, the man said loudly, "Give me the ticket! I have to see it again no matter what! Otherwise, I definitely won't be able to sleep tonight!"

"Okay."

Taking the movie ticket from the ticket seller, the audience member shouted excitedly, kissed the ticket hard, and then happily walked out to find a restaurant to get something to eat. Before the Internet and computers, going to the movies was one of the biggest forms of entertainment for Americans. Even in 2013, movies still dominated a lot of leisure time in the United States.

At the celebration party at the Four Seasons Hotel, beautiful women formed a dazzling scene. The most attractive were, of course, the two leading ladies of the night, Sophie and Monica, followed by Madonna and Moni, Erin, and Kathy. Hefner's group of models were not bad either; he always had a group of beauties with him wherever he went.

"David's The Mummy was really great."

"Thank you!"

"David, you are a genius. I look forward to your next movie."

"You flatter me, but I will."

"David, if there is an opportunity to work together on your next movie, I am available anytime."

"No problem, I will definitely contact you if it is suitable."

"Don't forget, okay, I won't disturb you while you are entertaining your guests."

"Okay, have a nice evening."

What surprised David the most was the arrival of James Cameron, the King of the World. James Cameron[1] was born in Kapuskasing, Ontario, Canada. His father, Phill James Cameron, was an electrical engineer, and his mother, Shirley Cameron, was an artist. The family moved to Beria, a southern city in California, in 1971. He studied physics at California State University, but he was only interested in film work. He began his career as a screenwriter before transitioning to art direction and special effects (for example, in films like *Battle of the Century* and *Escape from New York*). Before directing in 1981, he also produced films for Roger Corman. Cameron's breakthrough began with his special effects team, whose work started with *The Terminator* (whose effects, while somewhat outdated today, were quite advanced at the time). His later film, *Terminator 2: Judgment Day*, heavily utilized computer-generated imagery, ultimately winning four Academy Awards: Best Visual Effects, Best Sound Mixing, Best Makeup, and Best Sound Editing. Cameron's 1997 film, *Titanic*, also extensively used computer-generated imagery and won an Academy Award for Best Visual Effects. *Titanic* became the most expensive and highest-grossing film of its time. Of the eleven awards won by this film, which tied the Oscar record, two went to Cameron: Best Director and Best Producer. The eccentric James Cameron has been married five times, including to Kathryn Bigelow (1989-91) and Linda Hamilton (1997-99). His current wife is Suzy Amis, whom he married in June 2000.

"Welcome, Director James Cameron."

"Haha! Director David, don't be so polite, just call me James." James Cameron laughed.

"Director James, I heard you're planning to make a 90th-century shipwreck movie?"

"How did you know?" James Cameron already had an idea, but hadn't found investors yet.

"Because I've always loved your movies, and you're one of my favorite directors." David started rambling; besides shipwrecks, Avatar, and a few others, he hadn't seen the others.

James Cameron was surprised by the high praise from the brilliant director David, and laughed, "Director David, you're too kind."

"No, no! These are my honest thoughts. I'm really looking forward to your shipwreck."

"Well?"

"Director James, don't worry, I won't be involved in directing. I'll only provide the funding; everything else is up to you."

Such a good deal? James Cameron was a notorious spendthrift; with a budget of 100 million, he could spend 150 million, or even 200 million. This guy was also a womanizer, having had five wives, though they were divorced. "I'll think about it. We can discuss it in more detail another day."

"Okay."

Actually, James Cameron was overjoyed. He had always wanted to make a classic film. But big-budget productions weren't common in America yet; they only appeared occasionally. It wasn't until the shipwreck that investors realized the bigger the investment, the bigger the return.

Sophie and Monica appeared beside David at some point, reminding him, "Honey, drink less."

"You've had too much tonight."

The two women had also drunk quite a bit; their beautiful faces were flushed. If it weren't for the party, David would have loved to hug and kiss them both passionately. "Do you still believe in my drinking capacity? By the way! What did you get tonight?"

"The director invited me to participate in their movie."

"Me too!" Monica chimed in.

"Looks like American men have been conquered by you? Haha, that's great."

"Honey, drink less, I'm going to say hello to my friends," Sophie said.

"Okay."

After the party, David, Sophie, and Monica stayed at the Four Seasons Hotel together instead of returning to the villa. In the middle of the luxurious bedroom, on the large bed, three naked men and women were still intertwined, inseparable. The entire room was filled with an atmosphere of debauchery, and the sounds of women pleas for mercy could be heard continuously.

In the luxurious suite, the honey-like fluid secreted from Sophie's deepest passage further enhanced its lubrication, making it easier for David's thick, large penis to ravage her tender opening. This also allowed David to understand why she recovered from her pain so quickly—it was likely due to the abundant honey-like fluid in her passage! Under the repeated ravaging of David's hot, thick penis, Sophie felt herself experiencing increasing pleasure. Her body involuntarily writhed beneath David, moaning and panting. Her delicate, beautiful buttocks would sometimes lift slightly, sometimes lie flat, sometimes wrap around David's waist, her round, full buttocks clenching or lifting slightly with each thrust and withdrawal of his large penis. (Most women in Europe and America secrete very little fluid; those who don't believe it can watch American adult films. Only exceptional women secrete this much.)

Sophie felt her lower body becoming increasingly wet, and David's became increasingly wild. His large penis savagely parted her incredibly delicate petals, and the round, hot head of his penis roughly forced its way into her small, tight flower path, penetrating deep into the very depths of her flower path, piercing into her shyly blooming, tender flower heart. The tip of his penis was pressed against it, and after a series of movements that made her feel like her soul was being ravaged, she couldn't help but feel the intense stimulation coming from there, and she couldn't help but let out another rapid, panting moan.

Sophie's head was desperately tilted back, her beautiful face flushed with excitement. At this moment, beneath David, her eyes were languid, her breathing rapid, and she said repeatedly with panting breaths: "Ugh... a little lighter... ah... oh... you're going in... too deep... oh... ah... David, you're too strong... oh... a little lighter..."

Sophie's voice was sweet and cloying in her ecstasy, echoing incessantly in David's ear, and David's wildly pounding heart almost jumped out of his chest.

At this moment, Monica, who was curled up beside him, stirred slightly. Although it was only a slight movement, David immediately understood her state. He reached out and gently squeezed her foot, the smooth and delicate touch arousing his heart. Monica's body trembled at the touch, but she didn't move away. Instead, she stretched out and moved, cooperating with David's fingers so that they could reach her private parts. Clearly, Monica had awakened and was recovering from her rest.

David was overjoyed. While thrusting his hips wildly, conquering Sophie beneath him, he reached out and caressed Monica's beautiful legs. Finally, he directly reached into her private parts, stroking and kneading her petals. Now it was truly a "double flight," a true dragon playing with two phoenixes, a two-pronged attack. David was busy and enjoying himself immensely.

Monica's breathing quickly became heavy, and she moaned softly. Finally, she threw back the covers, turning her head to watch David's large penis thrusting in and out of Sophie's flower-like opening. Her eyes gradually became hazy, revealing the burning flames within. Her body had returned to its snow-white color, her full breasts swaying and trembling, making David's mouth water.

"Sophie, I'll let you sit on top,"

David said, picking Sophie up and lying down, letting her sit on top of him. David buried his head in Monica's vulva, spreading her legs. A pungent, fishy smell filled his nostrils, exciting him greatly. He couldn't help but greedily lick her slippery vulva with his nimble tongue.

"Ah!"

Monica trembled violently, her body shaking wildly, and a gush of fluid flowed out, soaking David's head and face. "

Ah...oh!"

Sophie, sitting on David, twisted her body like a pretzel, thrusting wildly, completely unafraid of breaking herself; she was absolutely ecstatic. David gently licked Monica's clitoris, gliding his tongue across her vulva, then curling it up and inserting it into her vaginal opening, licking inside, while occasionally thrusting his hips to match Sophie's movements, multitasking and attending to both at the same time.

"David, I'm tired," Sophie finally couldn't help but say. "

Then get off! Lie on the bed, I want to do it from behind." "David moved his mouth away and said. Sophie was on all fours on the bed, and David got up and knelt behind her plump, pert buttocks. He stroked her buttocks with both hands, and his big cock automatically found her flower path entrance

. With a "squeak," it slid in all the way, and then he went wild, going all the way in every time, hitting the mark

every time. "Ah... um... um... oh... um..." With each soft cry, Sophie's flower core suddenly gripped David's hot, big, round head tightly again. Her heart was dizzy, her mind went blank, and a large amount of honey gushed out from the depths of her flower core, climbing to the peak of ecstasy for the third time.

"Monica, come here." "David called softly.

Monica slowly walked to David's side, kneeling down as well, her eyes glazed, her face flushed, her lips slightly parted, awaiting David's favor. David extended his tongue and inserted it into her small mouth, entwining and swirling it with her delicate tongue. It was truly unexpected that Sophie, who usually seemed so serene, elegant, and shy, possessed such boundless resilience and fiery passion when making love, as if she had become a completely different person. She had already come several times in a row on her first time, and could still continue, which truly impressed David.

"Sophie! You are truly a treasure bestowed upon me by heaven!" "

David sighed inwardly, and unconsciously quickened his pace. His large penis was almost invisible, just a blur of motion moving swiftly in and out of Sophie's deep flower path. Sophie's feelings were indescribable. She had already come three times, almost at her limit, but the instant pleasure made her forget her exhaustion. She only wanted to take, take, and take more; she needed more pleasure. So she forced herself to endure her fatigue, letting David thrust and pound inside her, riding her freely."

"Ah...I...I...Oh...I can't take it anymore..."

Half an hour later, Sophie began to scream loudly. Her entire body, soft and delicate, began to spasm uncontrollably. The tender flesh of her vaginal canal clung tightly to David's deeply inserted, thick penis, writhing and contracting involuntarily.

Sophie's reaction stimulated David to launch even wilder thrusts. David struggled. Sophie's vaginal canal spasmed and contracted, the head of her penis surging with the momentum of the violent insertion. He entered her tight, narrow passage, pressing firmly against the depths of her flower's heart. Her blushing face began to turn ashen, and her alluring lips emitted soft, melodious moans that were both thrilling and intoxicating.

David felt the same intense stimulation as Sophie, and couldn't help but tightly embrace her alluring, snow-white buttocks, thrusting powerfully. Her tight passage, like a small mouth, sucked and bit David's large penis, so tightly that every time David thrust his dragon into her tight, wet passage, her lower body would sway up and down with David's hips.

"Ah...ah..."

Sophie screamed wildly again, clenching her teeth, her eyebrows furrowing, her body stiffening, her buttocks contracting tightly, her flower path writhing and coiling, locking tightly around David's large penis, then gushing out thick streams of semen from the depths of her flower core, the hot torrent almost scalding David's penis.

Two crystal tears once again spilled from Sophie's tightly closed, alluring eyes, tears of joy and satisfaction, sweet tears left by a woman reaching the pinnacle of sexual pleasure. After these several rounds of sensual, stimulating, and intoxicating pleasure, Sophie lay limp beneath David like a blooming flower, her alluring eyes half-closed, her silky, delicate white skin covered with a thin layer of fragrant sweat, her rounded shoulders and smooth abdomen trembling slightly, emanating a faint, aphrodisiac fragrance, her cherry-like lips opening and closing rapidly, the joyful passion almost suffocating her.

“Little slut, now it’s your turn.” David said, moving his lips away, grabbing Monica and laying her down on the bed. He lifted her legs and, in a “tree entwined with vines” position, thrust his large penis deep into her flower path. With a “plop,” it entered accurately, showcasing David’s unparalleled prowess on this newly opened battlefield.

“Ah!”

Monica groaned, the feeling of fullness making her feel incredibly good. Although she had just experienced one baptism, Sophie and David’s passionate union had rekindled her inner desire. She wanted to be baptized by David again; she would never forget that feeling of ecstasy and wanted to savor it every day.

“Monica, do you want me to go faster?”

David said with a lewd smile, then began to thrust wildly. His thick penis began to move in and out of Monica’s flower path. Her flower path was already familiar with David’s large penis, so it was very smooth and slippery. David couldn't help but think that the Creator was truly amazing, giving men and women such wonderful tools, with waves of pleasure constantly surging in. He thanked God for giving him these two stunning beauties, allowing him to enjoy unprecedented sexual bliss.

"Ah...ah..."

Monica's moans grew louder and more frequent, her body swaying like a bitch in heat, engulfing David's large penis again and again. Her full breasts swayed incessantly before David's eyes, the posture utterly lewd. The dual stimulation of his senses drove David to the brink of madness. The more he thrust, the more excited and frantic he became, almost always reaching the very end, each time pulling out completely before thrusting in again with full force.

"Oh! Ah..."

David also began to moan and pant, the two tightly intertwined, locked in a passionate embrace. Monica's delicate body trembled again, convulsing and spasming. She felt a warm, torrent of fluid shoot out from the depths of her flower, spraying onto David's thick penis, bathing her in sweet dew, a blissful sensation of ultimate pleasure.

Hot, lustful fluids poured over David's large penis, causing his body to tremble and his buttocks to involuntarily clench. But David couldn't ejaculate inside Monica's flower; he wanted to offer his life's essence to Sophie, her first time, otherwise his first love for her would be incomplete. David didn't want Sophie to have any regrets later.

Suddenly, David pulled his penis out, lay on top of Sophie, and forcefully thrust it deep into her still-recovering vaginal canal.

"Ah!"

David growled, his penis trembling violently inside Sophie, spurting wave after wave of hot semen deep into her vagina, scalding the inner walls of her vagina and sending spasms to her clitoris. A series of intense contractions and tremors of the vaginal walls spread rapidly throughout her body.

"Oh! " Before she could figure out what was happening ,

Sophie couldn't help but groan, looking at David in surprise, feeling incredibly relaxed and refreshed.

Monica opened her mouth, pulled David's large penis, and shoved it into her mouth.

Monica's tongue nimbly licked David's penis, while she swallowed, drinking every drop of the licked-off fluid. David closed his eyes slightly, enjoying Monica's service. When David's penis was pulled out of Monica's mouth, there wasn't a single drop of fluid left on it; it was still hard and erect.

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