A special student

Cai Ji, looking like he was about to faint from lack of oxygen, weakly said, "Did I hear that right—boss, you gave the teacher some drugs?" "Who told her to dislike me and want to fight me one-on-one? I'll kill her!" Qu Ming laughed loudly, "Cai Ji, the drugs you got are really good! You didn't see her expression then, haha..." "boss, how did you do it?" Qu Ming sneered, "Didn't she tell me to go to her office? Of course I went. There was no one in the office. I saw an opened bottle of mineral water on the table, and worried she'd be thirsty after class, so I kindly opened it for her and put some things in it. You said this drug dissolves in water." "As soon as get out of class ended, that bitch surnamed Jing came back and told me I didn't need to come to class anymore. She drank all the water while saying that." "And then?" "Then she just froze! Staring at me like a wooden doll." "Boss..." "Hey, did you talk to her? Has she fallen in love with you?" Qu Ming chuckled wickedly. "Of course I did—" Qu Ming walked up to Jing Li, who had lost her senses, and stared into her eyes. "Teacher Jing Li, I am Qu Ming, your student. But from now on, you will fall in love with me—not just love, you will worship me madly, treat me as your master, and serve me with your whole being. You must obey all my commands and satisfy all my demands. You will become my slave, offering me your dignity, your soul, your body… everything. You will be like a whore, sparing no effort to please me, even if you feel shame and pain, you will ultimately feel happiness…" Jing Li's blank eyes showed no reaction, but his face, his scent, his words, all entered the depths of her brain through sight, smell, and hearing, becoming a part of her consciousness.
"Boss, wasn't your target Yang Yun? How did it become her?" "Before you get Yang Yun, shouldn't you do an experiment? There are still two weeks until your one-on-one fight with Zhou Donghua. It's not good to use her too early. It's a good opportunity to use her as an experiment." "But boss, Jing Li is a teacher. What if something happens..." "What if?" Qu Ming spread his hands, innocently saying, "She did it voluntarily. I didn't force her. You said that except for those three minutes, she was conscious and knew what she was doing." Cai Ji was still a little worried. Qu Ming patted his shoulder and said, "Follow me, don't be afraid. Look," Qu Ming showed a key in his hand, "this is her apartment key. She'll be waiting for me in bed tonight... Where's Ba Shan? Give him a call." "Brother Qu!" A member of the Red Wolf Society ran in, "Ba Shan got into a fight!" Qu Ming jumped up, "The basketball court? Zhou Donghua's men?" Could it be because of the training ground dispute? He wondered.
"No. It happened outside the school. Bashan got into an argument with some street thugs, and then they started fighting. Those thugs were all on motorcycles..." Before he could finish speaking, Qu Ming had already rushed out.
Bashan was already at a disadvantage. Five or six street thugs on motorcycles were revving their engines, surrounding Bashan and brandishing iron chains at him. Bashan played center on the basketball court. His height and weight were considered gigantic among the freshmen, but his biggest problem was his slow movement speed. Now, surrounded by several thugs, unarmed and unable to outrun the motorcycles, he could only take the beating. When
Qu Ming arrived, Bashan had already been hit countless times. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and didn't take it too seriously. Only his nose was hit by the iron chain, and the wound was bleeding, making him look ferocious.
Qu Ming didn't say a word. He twisted off a stainless steel trash can next to him, then swung it and smashed it horizontally onto the back of one of the thugs. The thug fell off his motorcycle, and the driver in front lost his balance and tumbled off as well. The motorcycle swerved sideways and hit the curb, making a sputtering sound on the ground. There were
six thugs on four motorcycles in total. The remaining three stopped and lined up, revving their engines. They were all wearing helmets, so their faces couldn't be seen. But the motorcyclist in the middle looked somewhat familiar in his racing suit.
Ba Shan wiped the blood from his nose, grabbed the arm of the thug who had just gotten up, bent over, and yelled as he executed an over-the-shoulder throw. Ba Shan was over two meters tall, and the thug was slammed into the concrete road in a spread-eagle position. Although the helmet wouldn't kill him, it knocked him unconscious.
Qu Ming kicked another thug's helmet hard, picked up a flattened trash can, stood in the middle of the road, and smashed it upright on the ground.
"You," Qu Ming pointed at the middle motorcyclist, "why are you causing trouble for my brother?" Just then, seven or eight Red Wolf Gang players arrived with baseball bats. The four street thugs exchanged glances, then simultaneously turned their motorcycles around, preparing to flee. Ba Shan, having suffered a loss, wasn't about to let it go. He lifted the motorcycle lying on the roadside, mounted it, shifted gears, and screeched to a halt in front of Qu Ming.
Qu Ming also wanted to know what was going on with these guys, so he immediately climbed onto the back seat. Before he could even settle in, Ba Shan twisted the throttle. Cai Ji and the others couldn't catch up and quickly threw a baseball bat at him. Qu Ming caught it, and he and Ba Shan gave chase.
The motorcycle roared across the highway. After crossing the outermost overpass, they entered the slums on the edge of the city. The street thugs seemed very familiar with the area; after crossing the overpass, they left the main road and weaved through the narrow, intersecting streets.
Although the houses here were simple, they were relatively tidy because they were built by the government. The further they went from the main road, the more chaotic the houses became. After the motorcycle passed through a large area of low-lying shantytowns, a huge garbage dump came into view.
The motorcycle roared into the garbage dump, kicking up a cloud of dust. Once inside, they discovered that people actually lived in this garbage dump. They had built makeshift shacks out of scrap materials at the foot of the massive mountain of garbage, surviving on various kinds of trash they scavenged from the garbage, the air thick with the smell of decay.
Qu Ming shouted, "Big brother, why are you fighting with them?" Ba Shan roared, "Fight that damn proctor! I twisted my finger while copying the exam paper, went outside to buy medicine, and ran into these bastards. They asked if I was Ba Shan. I said yes, and they fucking attacked me." Ba Shan slammed on the brakes, and the motorcycle screeched to a halt.
They had now passed through the garbage dump and reached the true edge of the Shura City; beyond that lay the mountains.
The three motorcycles turned around, their headlights tearing through the night, like sharp swords aimed at Ba Shan and Qu Ming who were chasing after them.
"Boss, what do we do?" Qu Ming gripped the baseball bat tightly. "Charge! Take them down first!" Ba Shan twisted the throttle and charged straight at them. A motorcycle carrying two people came rushing towards them from the opposite direction. The thug on the back swung a chain, aiming it at Qu Ming.
He was probably nervous and acted a little too early; the two motorcycles collided just as the chain swung down, posing no threat to Qu Ming. Qu Ming stood up from the back seat, gripped the baseball bat with both hands, and slammed it hard into the man's helmet.
With a loud bang, a crack appeared in the sturdy helmet, and the thug seemed to suddenly shrink, the helmet tucked up to his shoulders, and he fell straight off the motorcycle.
The other thugs, who had originally planned to turn around and fight the two of them, immediately abandoned the idea upon seeing this. The three motorcycles started moving simultaneously, but scattered in different directions.
Qu Ming cursed these bastards for being disloyal and told Ba Shan not to worry about anything else, just keep an eye on the guy who had come to the basketball court looking for him before. The thug was a skilled driver, weaving left and right, desperately trying to shake off the two men. But this wasn't a bustling city; it was a vast, open field, making escape difficult.
After an hour-long chase, the thug tripped over some gravel, screamed, and flew off his jolted motorcycle, tumbling into a roadside ditch.
Bashan jumped off his motorcycle, grabbed the guy's racing suit, dragged him out, threw him on the road, and proceeded to brutally beat him, punching and kicking him until he screamed in agony. Once Bashan had vented his anger, the thug lay there like a dead dog in hell.
Qu Ming squatted down beside him, took off his half-tattered helmet, and asked, "Kid, what's your name?" The thug, whose teeth had been knocked out by Ba Shan, mumbled, "Ah... Ah Huang..." Qu Ming patted his head and said, "The same name as my dog? Remember to change it when you get back. What area are you from? Who's the boss?" "It's Brother Chai... We're from Gujie..." Gujie was in another district, beyond which lay the low-rent area. Qu Ming thought for a moment, but he didn't seem to know anyone there.
"What does your boss want with me?" "I...I don't know...Brother Chai didn't say, he just said...he wants to talk to you, Big Brother..." "Don't know?" Qu Ming stood up, stepped on Ah Huang's chest, gripped the baseball bat with both hands, and gestured towards Ah Huang's head like he was hitting a golf ball. Then he said to Ba Shan, "Big dick, guess how far this shot will go?" Ah Huang screamed in agony, "I really don't know! Big Brother! Brother Chai didn't say anything!" "What does your good-for-nothing brother do?" "Brother Chai does some small business...nothing much..." Seeing that he couldn't get any information, Qu Ming said, "Go back and tell your boss I don't have time to listen to his nonsense.
Understand?" Ah Huang nodded hurriedly.
"Good." Qu Ming gently tapped Ah Huang's face with the baseball bat, then slammed it down with a thud. Ah Huang's eyes rolled back, and blood trickled down his forehead like earthworms.
Ba Shan ripped off the front and rear tires of Ah Huang's motorcycle and threw away the keys. He rode his motorcycle, carrying Qu Ming back to Binzhou University. It was dozens of kilometers from the city; whether Ah Huang could walk back after waking up depended on his luck.
The next morning, Qu Ming still had a headache.
He hadn't expected to chase them so far. They arrived back at Binzhou University with Ba Shan at 10 PM. Cai Ji and the Red Wolf Gang brothers were still waiting for them. The remaining two thugs, who knew almost as much as Ah Huang, had been beaten up and driven away. Only then
did they realize they hadn't eaten. Although Qu Ming still harbored feelings for Jing Li, he couldn't abandon his brothers to chase after women. So, he took everyone out for drinks, a way of commemorating their first gang fight at Binzhou University, which lasted all night.
Qu Ming grabbed a bottle of water and gulped it down, finally clearing his head a bit. Looking at the time, it was almost noon. He stretched his drowsy body and was about to send Cai Ji a message when his phone suddenly rang.
Seeing the number, Qu Ming's headache returned.
Ten minutes later, Qu Ming arrived at the best restaurant inside Binzhou University. As soon as he entered the private room, he sat down and began to eat. He had only been drinking last night and hadn't eaten much, so his stomach was still empty. After eating almost all of it, Qu Ming slowed down and took a sip of water.
"Why didn't you go to class this morning?" "I went to a brothel." "What nonsense are you talking about!" Qu Ming threw down his chicken leg, leaned back in his chair, and wiped his hands with a napkin. The large table was laden with dishes, but there were only two people in the private room. Although the man opposite him had shiny black hair, Qu Ming knew it was dyed. Although he sat with his back ramrod straight, the wrinkles on his face showed that he was already an old man.
"Dad, I've been in school for three months now, and the first time we meet is because I skipped class? Then I'll skip class every day." Qu Lingduo had a son late in life. Although Qu Ming's grades weren't very good, he was good in other aspects, especially in the recent school basketball tournament, where he became famous as soon as he entered the school, which made Qu Ming proud. But his son's personality was unruly, and the two didn't get along well. Qu Lingduo had originally called Qu Ming over to reward his son, but just like before, they ended up arguing after only a few words.
Qu Lingduo sighed inwardly, his expression softening. "If you like basketball, you can play, but you can't let it interfere with your studies—" Before he could finish, Qu Ming impatiently interrupted, "I know." "You're my only son. I sent you to business administration because I wanted you to take over my business in the future." Qu Lingduo's brows furrowed wearily. "Your father is getting old. If you graduate early, you can help me..." Silence fell in the room. The father and son didn't talk much together. Qu Ming preferred to contact his assistant rather than listen to his father.
Qu Lingduo tried to break the tense atmosphere between father and son, speaking in a gentle tone: "You're almost eighteen, it's time for you to be an adult. Your mother and I don't object to you having a girlfriend in college. But you must tell the family. Schools are chaotic these days, there are all kinds of students. It's not a bad thing that you like making friends, but you should be careful and not associate with disreputable people." He doted on his son, but he was used to the authority of a father, and towards the end, his tone turned reprimanding.
Qu Ming knew he was referring to Ba Shan and Cai Ji, and impatiently threw aside his napkin. "I know. I'll definitely bring them over to show you when I find them." He stood up and picked up his backpack. "Dad, I'll be going now if there's nothing else." Qu Lingduo wanted to say something, but gave up in the end. "Go ahead." Qu Ming walked to the door, then suddenly remembered something and turned back to ask, "Dad, who's the most beautiful girl in the law department at Binzhou University?" Qu Lingduo thought for a moment. "Lu Ting, I guess..." He seemed to remember something, frowned, and then slowly relaxed. "She's the same age as you." Qu Ming walked out of the elevator, and a middle-aged man hurried towards him. Seeing him, the man stopped and said warmly, "Oh, it's Qu Ming." It was his father's assistant, Fang Decai. Qu Ming always sought his help when he needed something at school.
"Uncle Fang." Fang Decai was short and fat, with small, shrewd eyes. He looked up at Qu Ming and chuckled, "Our basketball prince from Binzhou University, he's amazing! He's even more famous than me at Binzhou University. Are you here to see Chairman Qu?" "Nothing much, just having a meal. By the way, Uncle Fang, I wanted to ask you something—do you know our teacher, Ms. Jing Li?" "Ms. Jing," Fang Decai said with a wry smile, "she's also from Binzhou University, and stayed on after graduation. She was a famously cold beauty when she was a student—what's wrong? Was she too strict in class? Sigh, I've said it before, students these days should be guided, not managed too strictly, lest it affect their normal growth. Does she have a problem with you? Don't worry, I'll talk to her." "No, she's very nice to me. I was just asking casually." "Ms. Jing is good in every way, except her personality is a bit strange. She's cold and doesn't really respond to people, maybe she's a bit arrogant." Fang Decai chuckled and chatted for a few more minutes before saying, "If you need anything, just come to me. I understand that you young people don't want your families to know some things. Haha..." He gently turned the key in the lock, and the door clicked open.
The apartment wasn't large, containing a living room, a bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom, but it was very tidy. The owner was clearly a meticulous person, perhaps even a bit obsessive about cleanliness; not only were the floors spotless, but even the tableware and kitchen utensils looked brand new.
The bedroom door was half-open, letting in soft white light. A woman lay on her side reading a book on the large bed, her soft pajamas clinging to her body, revealing her beautiful figure.
Qu Ming leaned against the doorframe and knocked on the door with his finger. Jing Li's long, wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders. Turning around and seeing him, she quickly stood up, a mixture of surprise and shyness in her eyes, and said, "You've come." Qu Ming looked her over; the coldness on her face had vanished completely. "You knew I was coming?" Jing Li looked up at him, her eyes filled with joy and a strange admiration, like a lamb seeing its shepherd. "I thought you would come. I've been waiting for you." A strong surge of excitement made Qu Ming's heart race. Jing Li's gaze made him realize that he had the right to command this beautiful, aloof female teacher, to order her to do anything. This feeling excited him.
Qu Ming regulated his breathing to avoid becoming too excited. He had many things to do tonight.
Qu Ming was curious about the effects of the drug. "Do you know who I am?" "You are Qu Ming, my student… a very special student." Jing Li's breathing became rapid.
"Do you remember how you treated me in class?" Jing Li lowered her head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kicked you out of the classroom." "You embarrass yourself in front of the whole class every lesson," Qu Ming said coldly. "Teacher Jing Li, change into the clothes you wear to class. Wearing pajamas in front of students is very impolite." "Okay." Jing Li shyly took off her pajamas, revealing her stunning figure, and then walked naked to the wardrobe. She had long, slender limbs and a more mature and alluring body than the female students. Fortunately, Qu Ming was no longer a virgin and managed to suppress the urge to pounce on her. Good fruit should be enjoyed slowly.
Jing Li opened the wardrobe, but Qu Ming stopped her when she tried to take out her underwear. So she picked out a summer suit that she usually wore and put it directly on her naked body. It was a fashionable beige suit with exquisite workmanship. The neckline of the top was very low, and it needed to be worn with a shirt, but now she was naked and not even wearing a bra. Her two snow-white breasts pushed against the front of the top, revealing a deep cleavage. The skirt was so short it reached mid-thigh, and because she wasn't wearing stockings, her two bare, white thighs looked even more alluring.
Qu Ming gestured and told her to shorten the skirt even more. Under the influence of the drug, Jing Li had a blind and complete trust and dependence on him. She immediately found scissors and, following Qu Ming's gesture, cut the skirt even shorter.

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