CHAPTER 850: CHAPTER 825:

Subsequently, Fang Qin drove with the two of them towards the morgue. Despite the journey making Ye Chen’s wound ache once more, this time, he endured it like a man. When they arrived at the morgue, it was already half-past nine in the morning. The morgue staff, upon seeing Fang Qin, immediately led them into the cold storage. Each body was preserved in a refrigerated unit, with each unit having a corresponding number.

The staff found Li Cheng’s number and opened the corresponding unit. The staff smiled faintly and said, "This is the one!"

Saying that, he immediately pulled open the unit, and Li Cheng’s body was slid out. Ye Chen quickly rushed over. The body had been frozen into an ice block, and the entire face was covered with fine ice crystals. The face was also dark, but even so, Ye Chen immediately recognized it as Li Cheng. Although his physique had changed, and his face had thinned, his facial features had not changed.

"How could this be?" Ye Chen was shocked. Why was it Li Cheng? Although there was a sense of familiarity when he first saw this person, he never thought it would be Li Cheng. He even considered whether it might be Yao Yue in disguise.

"Don’t be sad!" Dian Ling quickly comforted him: "Everyone has their fate, and no one can force it."

"No, he died for me!" Ye Chen took a deep breath and said, "In that situation, if it weren’t for him, I definitely wouldn’t have escaped."

"Then tell us, what exactly happened at that time?" Fang Qin seized the opportunity to ask.

"Fang Qin, if you police don’t want to die, you’d better not get involved in the investigation!" Ye Chen said coldly, looking at Fang Qin, "The opponent is not as simple as you think."

"Hmph, what organizations haven’t we police taken down? What cults haven’t we captured?" Fang Qin glared at Ye Chen, confronting him, "Don’t underestimate us police like that!"

"What do the police rely on? The Dragon Team? Sorry, even the Dragon Team has been hunting them for years, but still hasn’t managed to catch them!" Ye Chen smiled faintly.

"You... you know about the Dragon Team!" Fang Qin was stunned. If things were truly as Ye Chen said, and even the Dragon Team couldn’t deal with them, then Fang Qin really planned to let it go. The Dragon Team was the biggest support behind the police. If any cult organization was discovered, it would be immediately reported to higher-ups, who would then report to Central, and Central would promptly order the Dragon Team to take action. This way, the situation could usually be resolved.

But if even the Dragon Team couldn’t deal with them, then the police definitely couldn’t either. Fang Qin gritted her teeth and said, "Then tell me, what kind of organization is it exactly? I must report to my superiors, and let them decide. I absolutely do not allow any organization that threatens national security to exist!"

"Hmph, don’t worry, they don’t have much impact on us now, but in the future, who knows!" Ye Chen snorted lightly.

Seeing Ye Chen firmly refusing to speak, Fang Qin was also very helpless. Dian Ling asked from the side, "Ye Chen, what are you planning to do now? Should we inform Li Ruo of the news? After all, he was her biological brother..."

"No!" Ye Chen immediately waved his hand and said, "If Xiao Ruo knew Li Cheng died, who knows how heartbroken she would be. Instead of making her sad, wouldn’t it be better to let her have some fantasies in her heart?"

"Alright!" Dian Ling nodded. Fang Qin glanced at Ye Chen and said, "Then how do you plan to handle it? Keep him frozen, or cremate him?"

"Cremation!" Ye Chen sighed and, gritting his teeth, said, "I must avenge this!"

Blood for blood, revenge and retribution. This is Chinese principle.

...

The Squad Leader, after recuperating in Tongzhou City for two days, had mostly healed. That day, he was only knocked down by the shockwave, so he was generally alright. Additionally, most fragments within his body had been removed. The wound healed quickly,

Yun Qi attended to the Squad Leader every day. The Squad Leader seemed like an old fox; even when his wound was not yet healed, he would touch Yun Qi. But it’s no wonder, with Yun Qi being such a beautiful woman, anyone would be tempted, just like Kong Haoran the other day, who was driven by beastly desires.

At this moment, the Squad Leader was reaching his hand into Yun Qi’s short skirt, fiercely squeezing her perky and smooth behind. This old man was quite aged, but being a martial artist, he was physically strong. His body was muscular, with lively muscles, not dead ones. Lively muscles can be hidden, not noticeable in everyday situations, but ready to explode at critical moments.

"Mmm..." Yun Qi slumped completely, lying on the Squad Leader’s body, her waterfall-like black hair falling around, stirring emotions in anyone who saw. Off to the side, Kong Haoran watched with a body full of wicked fire. The Squad Leader’s fingers quietly slid into the groove between, slick and slippery. This ignited a burning fire within him, making him wish he could thrust into Yun Qi immediately. But he knew, given his age, rushing in would only bring an abrupt end to the play.

"Come, serve me!" The Squad Leader’s gruff voice sounded a bit hoarse as he helped Yun Qi up.

"Yes, Squad Leader!" Yun Qi quickly got up, then bent down to undo the Squad Leader’s pants and pulled them down. Out of the shorts emerged a mere three inches of flesh, very short, very small. It’s inevitable—age withers everything; even the stalwart. Kong Haoran couldn’t help but laugh at seeing the Squad Leader’s thing for the first time.

"Hmm? Have you seen enough? Are you planning on watching a live show right here?" The Squad Leader was quite displeased.

"No, I wouldn’t dare... I’ll leave at once!" Kong Haoran’s inner fire burned, but unfortunately, he couldn’t find someone to quench it. The maids in the mansion were not just for grabbing; they were highly-skilled female bodyguards. If, by chance, he crossed them and got himself killed, that’d be a huge loss. So, Kong Haoran decided he’d wait for a chance to mount this wretch Yun Qi later.

Once Kong Haoran left, Yun Qi began to play with the Squad Leader’s three-inch stub, then took it into her mouth.

Sss...

The Squad Leader immediately drew a deep breath, comfortably reclining on the sofa, enjoying this rare moment with closed eyes. Yun Qi had her hips raised, attending to the Squad Leader, working hard to pleasure him. Pity that less than two minutes in, the Sect Hierarch surrendered his helmet and armor, and Yun Qi swallowed a small wad of filthy matter.

"Continue, hurry, continue!" The Squad Leader, unwilling to admit his age, demanded Yun Qi to keep serving him. Helplessly, Yun Qi continued the swallowing and spitting motion, soon arousing the Squad Leader again; he promptly stood from the sofa, then pushed Yun Qi down, abruptly tearing apart her dress. Yun Qi let out an alarmed scream, wanting to resist but incapable of it, could only let the Squad Leader have his way.

In no time, Yun Qi was stripped bare by the Squad Leader. Her naked body, a luscious figure, for any man would be a lavish feast—even the impotent, erectile dysfunction-stricken ones standing by would instantly rise to the occasion, fully erect.

"Ha-ha..." The Squad Leader chuckled lasciviously, approaching Yun Qi with his less-than-six-centimeter fellow. Yun Qi shut her eyes, hands covering her bosom, yet such feigned resistance only served to rouse a man’s desire even more. The Squad Leader came before Yun Qi, raising her legs, lining up with the muddy terrain, plowing in fiercely.

Mm...

Yun Qi exclaimed, hastily covering her mouth, enduring all the Sect Hierarch’s abuses, tormented as she was. She could only keep quiet, remain silent. The Squad Leader’s rough hands ceaselessly kneaded Yun Qi’s bare body. He rubbed Yun Qi to pleasure, but could not satisfy her. Gradually, she too entered into the moment, repeatedly raising her hips to match his rhythm.

This time, though the Squad Leader lasted longer, he still persisted no more than three minutes, quickly climaxing. Yun Qi had only begun; the Squad Leader had already finished. Disappointment lined Yun Qi’s face, whereas the Squad Leader rose from her, satisfied, then walked off, chuckling, preparing to soak in the bathtub.

Just as the Squad Leader exited, Kong Haoran stealthily crept inside, closed the door, and locked it. Yun Qi hastily asked, "Who’s there?"

There was a screen by the door, so she couldn’t see who’d come in. When Kong Haoran rounded the screen, she finally saw him and hastily said, "You... what are you doing? Get out now, or I’ll call for someone!"

"Call my damn ass!" Kong Haoran charged forth, smacking Yun Qi across the face, then sneered, "You bitch, after getting laid by so many men, what difference is one more with me? Besides, the Squad Leader is so old, how could he possibly satisfy you?"

Saying so, Kong Haoran swiftly stripped down completely, his fellow stood erect and proud. Yun Qi glanced at Kong Haoran’s member, indeed much bigger than the Squad Leader’s, and drew a deep breath, "Aren’t you afraid the Squad Leader might find out? Once discovered, we’ll both be executed!"

"Haha, you’re worried about that?" Kong Haoran grinned, "Relax, he’s off for a soak; he won’t be back for an hour!"

"But..." Yun Qi looked anxiously towards the door.

"Don’t worry!" Kong Haoran pounced on her, grabbing Yun Qi’s ample bosom with fervent bites. Yun Qi fell into his clutches right away; she’d been toyed with by so many men and had rejected countless times. But all these refusals taught her one truth: rather than struggling painfully, it’d be wiser to relax and enjoy. Each struggle inevitably brought about a savage beating, afterwards being subjected to their wanton coercion anyway.

Kong Haoran passionately kissed every patch of skin on Yun Qi’s body. What he fancied was Yun Qi’s body, not her as a person. What he needed was an outlet; marriage was not on his agenda. He sought only release, only this perfect physique, nothing more.