Chapter 92: Venting Wildly on the Enemy’s Wife

"Ah!!"

Caught completely off guard, a sensual, soul-stealing moan escaped Huang Qi’s throat.

The sound was clear and loud, piercing through the closed bedroom door and drifting straight into the dining room.

In an instant, the entire dining room fell silent. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The hands of the gangsters, all holding wine glasses, froze mid-air. They stared at each other, their eyes wide with astonishment.

GULP!

One of the minions subconsciously swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing twice. A look of undisguised fantasy filled his eyes.

’That cry from the boss’s wife just now... was way too intoxicating!’

That sound was like a soft blade, plunging directly into the heart of every man present and leaving them tingling all over.

The gazes of several gangsters drifted in unison toward the bedroom, their minds racing with all sorts of lewd images.

"Honey? What are you doing in the bedroom?"

Xie Haitao frowned, yelling toward the room with a puzzled look on his face.

In the bedroom, the color drained from Huang Qi’s face, and her body went as stiff as a board.

However, the woman’s reaction time was astonishingly fast. She immediately said, "I just twisted my ankle! It’s nothing, it’s nothing. You guys eat and drink up!"

As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and fought to keep her voice steady, suppressing the tingling sensation surging through her body.

"Twisted your ankle?"

Xie Haitao scratched the back of his greasy head and muttered, "Not watching where you’re going... Be more careful!"

"I know, I know!"

Xie Haitao didn’t think much of it. He turned back and glared at his stunned minions. "What are you looking at? Eat your food! What are you all gaping for?"

"Yes, yes, Boss!"

The group of gangsters snapped out of it and quickly lowered their heads to continue eating. But a few of the bolder ones couldn’t help but steal glances toward the bedroom, their eyes practically overflowing with greed.

’That cry from the boss’s wife... Tsk tsk, it was fucking incredible!’

’What would it be like if she screamed like that in bed all the time? It’d be absolute bliss, you’d die from pleasure.’

...

「In the bedroom.」

PHEW!!

Hearing the clamor outside resume, Huang Qi finally let out a heavy sigh of relief.

But soon, she was glaring viciously at Yang Xun, hissing in a low, angry voice, "Yang Xun, are you crazy? They’re right outside! Don’t you know we were almost exposed?!"

"Madam Xie, was it exciting?"

Not only did Yang Xun show no hint of apology, but a faint, wicked smile also spread across his face as he asked softly.

With that, his hips began to move slowly.

The movements were gentle and the range small, but each one was exquisitely precise. Coupled with the seeping strands of True Qi, the pleasure was magnified more than tenfold.

"Mmhmm~~"

Huang Qi’s whole body shuddered violently. She quickly clamped her hands over her mouth, desperately muffling any sound.

The hatred in her heart for Yang Xun had reached its peak.

’This bastard!’

’He’s completely and utterly insane!’

’My husband and his goons are just downstairs eating and drinking, yet he still dares to do this in the bedroom...’

Although she hated him in her heart, her body felt incredible.

The tingling pleasure that exploded from the depths of her soul was like a tsunami, overwhelming her. She didn’t even have the strength to struggle, only able to let out uncontrollable, ragged breaths.

As Yang Xun slowly thrust, he looked down at the woman beneath him who was desperately covering her mouth. The pleasure in his heart burned like a raging fire.

’Thrilling!’

’This is just too damn thrilling!!’

’That fat pig Xie Haitao is outside drinking with his gang of minions.’

’And here I am in the bedroom, driving his pretty young wife wild with pleasure.’

’And all of this is happening with just a wall in between!’

’If Xie Haitao knew about this, he’d probably die of anger, wouldn’t he?’

This thought completely ignited the wicked fire within Yang Xun. The rhythm of his thrusts grew faster, and their force more intense.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

Huang Qi’s eyes filled with tears. Her hands were clamped tight over her mouth as her entire body trembled violently with Yang Xun’s movements.

"Boss, about that bastard surnamed Yang, when are we finally going to make our move?"

Just as Yang Xun was diligently at work, a noisy conversation suddenly drifted in from outside.

Hearing this, Yang Xun immediately stopped moving. His brow furrowed tightly; he hadn’t expected to overhear something about himself.

"Last time, that kid humiliated us to our faces, cutting fifty thousand down to ten thousand! The brothers lost all face!"

"Yeah, Boss! He beat me black and blue that day, my teeth still haven’t grown back right! If we don’t get revenge for this, the brothers can’t even sleep soundly!"

"What’s the rush? What’s coming will come. Once the Hall Master’s business is settled and we have a free hand, he’ll be the first one we take care of."

Xie Haitao’s voice became extremely low as he continued, "When the time comes, not only are we taking back all that money with principal and interest, but that Mi Ting, you’re to send her to a massage parlor for me! She owes me money and thinks she can get away scot-free? In her dreams!"

"Right, right! Let that slut work as a whore in a massage parlor!"

A group of gangsters jeered, "When that happens, we’ll be the first to ’support’ her business! One by one, we’ll let that slut know what we’re made of!"

"And another thing..."

Xie Haitao suddenly changed the subject, his voice turning sleazy. "Don’t forget, that kid Yang Xun has a little sister, Yang Cai. She’s a real beauty! Tsk tsk tsk... even more tender than Mi Ting! We’ll bundle them up together and send them to the massage parlor. A pair of sisters, you know? Rich clients will be fighting over them!"

"HAHAHAHA! The boss is brilliant!"

"As for that dog Yang Xun... break his legs and make him beg for food in Xiaoxie Village. A useless live-in son-in-law dares to oppose me? I’ll make sure he can’t stand up for the rest of his life!"

"HAHAHAHA!"

The group of gangsters roared with laughter.

...

In the bedroom!

Hearing this, Yang Xun’s expression had turned utterly grim.

’Send Sister Ting and Yang Cai to a massage parlor, then break my legs and make me a beggar!’

"A bunch of bastards!!"

In an instant, Yang Xun’s eyes turned bloodshot, and a terrifying killing intent radiated from his entire body.

A towering rage, as if a powder keg had been lit, exploded within him!

However, he didn’t rush out to settle the score. Instead, he channeled all that rage into the most primal force, unleashing it all on Xie Haitao’s young wife!

Yang Xun suddenly lunged forward, his hips beginning to pound with a frenzied violence. His speed was fast, and his force was especially fierce.

"Mmph!!!"

Huang Qi’s body arched violently, her hands clamped desperately over her mouth as tears streamed from her eyes like broken strings of pearls.

She could clearly feel that Yang Xun’s state was completely different from before.

Before, it was about enjoyment, thrill, and playfulness.

Now, it was a near-frenzied release!

Every thrust felt like it would pierce straight through her. The extreme feeling of being filled made her mind go completely blank.

"Mmm... mmm... Slow down!!"

Huang Qi struggled for a moment, but it was useless. The only thing she could do was silently endure the violent storm.

Her hands clamped tight over her mouth, not daring to let out the slightest sound.

Her whole body was like a small boat tossed violently in tempestuous waves, completely powerless to resist.

About half an hour later.

Yang Xun felt his body reaching its limit, like a volcano about to erupt.

He gritted his teeth, his movements becoming faster and fiercer, like the final madness before a storm.

"Quick... pull out... Don’t leave it inside... I’m begging you!!"

Feeling Yang Xun’s suddenly accelerating rhythm, Huang Qi’s unfocused, almond-shaped eyes snapped open. She grabbed his arm tightly, pleading.

However, Yang Xun’s mind was currently filled with the words of those animals downstairs.

Not only did he not stop, but the force of his thrusts intensified, as if he wanted to pour out all of his anger.

"No... Don’t... Mmph!!!"

Huang Qi’s pleas fell on deaf ears, receiving no response.

"Urgh!!"

The next second, Yang Xun let out a low, guttural roar as a scalding torrent, like water from an opened floodgate, poured into her deepest parts!

The amount was terrifyingly large!

Wave after wave of searing heat exploded from her core, as if a kettle of boiling magma had been poured in, surging endlessly.

"Mmph!!!"

Huang Qi’s entire body arched violently. She trembled from head to toe, her hands clenching the bedsheets beneath her. The whites of her eyes showed as her consciousness instantly dissipated.

That scalding torrent burned her deepest parts like a branding iron, so hot that her body convulsed uncontrollably and her breathing became ragged and intermittent.

HUFF!!

After finishing, Yang Xun slowly rose from Huang Qi’s body, looking down at the woman who lay trembling on their marriage bed.

A triumphant arc slowly formed on his lips. His gaze gradually moved upward, landing on the huge wedding photo on the wall.

In the photo, Xie Haitao’s fat, round face was "watching" everything with a smile. His beady little eyes were narrowed into slits, a look of smug satisfaction on his face.

Yang Xun stared at that face and let out a cold laugh.

’Xie Haitao!’

’You bastard!’

’You want to send my sister and Sister Ting to a massage parlor and break my legs?’

’But you never expected this, did you...’

’Right at this very moment, your beautiful young wife’s body is full of my tadpoles!!’