"Why is it coming again...ah...harder...ah...fuck me harder...ah...ah...harder...please...fuck me harder...yes...it feels so good...so good...I'm so happy you're fucking me...ah..." When sisters Zheng Guanyin and Zheng Shuyin walked near the room, their mother Cai Lianqing's wanton moans had already reached their ears in waves, making them blush with shame. When they thought about the fact that Zheng Yinglin had just met Pang Jun in there, they already had mixed feelings in their hearts.
Entering the room, I saw Pang Jun sitting on the bed, holding Cai Lianqing's waist with his hands, letting the beautiful woman sit on his thighs with her legs wrapped around Pang Jun's sides. Her slender and well-proportioned legs were spread at a great angle, in the posture of Guanyin sitting on a lotus. Her body was constantly flying up and down with the thrusting of Pang Jun's lower body, her breasts swaying, and her areola was as beautiful as a blooming flower.
Although the two sisters were the wives of the former crown prince, Yang Zhi only had Tang Yulin in his heart. Having sex with other women was just a routine matter to continue his offspring, and he did not spend too much thought on it. Later, they were taken into the room by Fuwa Mitsuji, who was just a warrior. He would just pick up his gun and fuck them when he felt like it. At most, he would make them lie on the ground like dogs and be fucked, but he had never tried such difficult movements that required such physical fitness. They were stunned for a moment. From the place where the two of them were mating, thick juice kept oozing out, accompanied by "puff" and "puff" sounds, and spilled onto the big bed.
"Mm... so beautiful... ah... ah... it's hitting me again... ah... so thick... ah... I... am going to heaven... ah... so happy..." Cai Lianqing tilted her head back with force, her beautiful hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, dancing in the air with the violent movements of her waist. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her mouth was slightly open, and her pretty face, which was flushed with sweat, was already dripping with sweet sweat. When she heard the noise and saw her two daughters, she had already made up her mind and said in a delicate voice, "Two... two... dead girls... are still... still looking... come... come... oh... mother... mother... I can't... I can't stand it anymore... come... mmm... help me..."
It was not the first time that Zheng Guanyin and Zheng Shuyin, sisters, had shared a husband with Cai Lianqing and her mother and daughter. Previously, Bupo Mitsuji had asked Cai Lianqing to come and visit the sisters in the name of the two sisters and ordered the three mother and daughters to serve them on the bed together. It was like a dragon and three phoenixes enjoying the pleasure of love. Now, the Japanese warrior was replaced by a younger and more handsome young man, which was better than serving the rude warrior. So the two sisters did not hesitate too much, undressed and climbed onto the bed as if they were familiar with the place.
It's snowing outside in the cold winter, but it's warm inside like spring...
After Zheng Yinglin was "sent" back home, he did not delay at all, but immediately ordered his servants to go to all the well-known households in the city, whether they were from the Chao country or the Dajin people, to discuss important matters.
It has to be said that Zheng Yinglin had his own set of skills. In just over a year, he had established a firm foothold in the city of Minggu and built up considerable prestige. Many wealthy and powerful people in the city were invited by him to come to his mansion.
"Governor Liu Jun is leaving Minggu and returning to Guijin. He wants us to move with our families and follow him!" Zheng Yinglin went straight to the point without any politeness.
"Mr. Zheng, are you serious?"
"Impossible! How can we just give up the land we just conquered so easily?"
"He can leave if he wants, but we can't leave!"
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Everyone was talking at once, but almost no one responded.
"Hehehe," Zheng Yinglin laughed sinisterly, "Governor Liu wanted us to move, not to ask for our opinions. Think about the bodies of Japanese people on the street that have not been collected yet. If you want to resist, the Governor is not a soft-hearted person."
After Zheng Yinglin finished speaking, everyone in the hall fell silent. The dead bodies outside were still piled up when they came over, which was shocking. They didn't want to be a part of it. After a long time, one of the gentry finally plucked up the courage to ask: "Then, Governor, did he say why he wanted to leave Minggu?"
"Military and national affairs, how can you and I know so easily?" Zheng Yinglin's face suddenly turned serious, and he retorted to everyone, "The governor has his own considerations. I only know that the governor gave me five days to pack my luggage and gold, silver and valuables. After five days, I must leave Minggu immediately. Otherwise, don't blame the governor for being rude!"
"Five days!? That's too little. What about us...what about our land?"
"Yeah, what about our shop? We have no shop and no land left. Are we going to starve?"
"No, this is unreasonable. Let's go talk to the Governor-General!"
Seeing everyone quarreling, Zheng Yinglin sneered and said, "Reasoning? The streets are full of Liaodong soldiers, and their shining swords are stained with blood. You guys still want to cause trouble with the governor? I'm afraid you will be regarded as the remnants of the Japanese before you even get to him, and you will be killed. Then he will take your property and you don't have to waste time migrating."
When the people who were about to go out and cause trouble heard what Zheng Yinglin said, their legs almost went limp with fear. They were at a loss and asked tremblingly, "Then, then what should we do? Master Zheng, you, you should give me a definite answer."
Zheng Yinglin said slowly, "If it were me, I would rush home right now and pack up everything I can take away, including the store goods. If I can't take anything away, I'll just consider it as a loss to ward off disaster. Anyway, once the governor leaves, his troops will follow him, and then the Japanese will counterattack. As you know, countless Japanese died last night, and they are very angry now. If they fight back and find that the Liaodong Army has already left, I don't know if they will take it out on you."
Although those present were all well-known wealthy and powerful people in Minggu City, in fact, in the past few years, they had to bow their heads here. Any small Japanese official could bully them and act arrogantly. The Japanese did not treat the people of Chaoguo or Dajin equally with their own people. Thinking of this, everyone present recalled the past and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Suddenly, a wealthy man said, "Mr. Zheng, I, I'll go back first and pack up." As soon as he finished speaking, he walked out of the hall and went straight home.
The rich man's behavior was like the last straw that finally broke the camel's back. They began to rush to say goodbye to Zheng Yinglin and leave. What's more, some of them left in a hurry before Zheng Yinglin could even say hello. In less than a cup of tea, the hall that was originally crowded was empty, with only Zheng Yinglin left.
Looking at the people leaving, Zheng Yinglin sneered, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The cold air entered his body, filling his heart and lungs, making him completely sober. He opened his eyes, turned around and walked back to the inner room.
Returning to his room, he closed the doors and windows tightly, walked to a landscape painting, opened the scroll, and then reached out and pressed on the wall behind the scroll. The wall sank as he pressed. At the same time, the wall next to the scroll slowly opened, revealing a secret passage! He took a step and walked into the secret passage. Not long after, the wall closed again, and he could no longer find any clues.
Zheng Yinglin kept walking down in the secret passage and finally came to a stone chamber. At this time, there were three people living in this stone chamber. One of them was a middle-aged man with shining eyes and strong hands. Another was a middle-aged woman with a face full of years. The last one was a little girl who was about two years old and very cute.
When the middle-aged man saw Zheng Yinglin, he quickly stepped forward, bowed and said, "Greetings, sir."
Zheng Yinglin waved his hand, looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Excuse me, Xinming, how many years have you followed me?"
The middle-aged man named Xinming bowed and said, "Master, counting from the day Xinming was rescued from the King of Hell by you, it has been exactly twenty-seven years and eight months."
"Then tell me, can I trust you?" Zheng Yinglin looked at the middle-aged man with burning eyes.
When the middle-aged man heard what Zheng Yinglin said, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Zheng Yinglin, and said firmly: "Master, my life was saved by you from the gates of hell. Without you, I would have starved to death on the streets of Tianjing. This life originally belonged to you, Master!"
"Okay! I have been suspicious all my life and never trust others. This time, I will trust you just once!" Zheng Yinglin said, "You run a trip for me and deliver this letter to General Saionji Maehisa, the commander of the Japanese Western Front Army in Rengang City. He will understand after reading it. Remember, take the secret passage out of the city and head east. Don't let the scouts of the Liaodong Army discover you. Do you understand?" After that, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to An Xinming.
An Xinming respectfully accepted the letter and put it in his arms, then asked, "Master, do you have any other instructions?"
"I will let Xiu take the children to Xinzhou City. After you return from delivering the letter, go directly to Xinzhou City to find them." Then, he turned around and said to the middle-aged woman with the little girl, "Xiu, wait a moment, take her, pack some gold and silver, go out from the other end of the secret passage, go to the west gate, go west, and go to Xinzhou. You will stay in the mansion in Xinzhou. Remember, don't let the news leak out, understand?"
The middle-aged woman nodded quickly and said, "A Xiu understands."
"Master, what about you?" An Xinming asked.
"Me? Humph!" Zheng Yinglin sneered, "I will watch Liu Jun and that bitch die without a burial place!"
Seeing Zheng Yinglin's anger, the middle-aged woman named Ah Xiu hurriedly left with the frightened little girl. When they left, they walked too hastily and something seemed to fall out of the girl's body. Ah Xiu quickly picked it up and blew it clean. It was a precious cloud-patterned Hetian jade pendant with a faint "寜" character engraved on it...