NTR: Choice Based System

Chapter 39 - 39: Ye yang's concern

Fat man starts grinding his dragon on her lower lips, he spat on his dragon, "don't think this is the end."

He smiled as his dragon's tip slides a little, which was still painful for Yu Mei, she cried in pain, "aaahha"

Fat man ignored her cry and just as he was about to enter her fully, Hua Xian shouted, "we give up."

Yu Mei suddenly snapped back to reality, her gaze shifting towards Hua Xian, who was shouting, "We give up!' He hastily approached her and the fat man, as if shielding her from further harm."

The fat man's gaze turned towards Hua Xian, and his face reddened with rage, his eyes bulging in fury, his dragon's tip was still inside Yu Mei's lower lips.

He was hell bent to penetrate her, no matter what so he forced his dragon inside her, though few inches went inside but before he could go further, a blade made up of wind came and sliced his dragon.

"aaahaaaaaaaaa"

He let out a blood-curdling scream, consumed by agony and pain, and his gaze frantically

"aahhaa"

"huaaaaahhaaa"

"aaahhaaaaaaa"

Woman was moaning loud as spectator also came one after another, soon Hell with the last pound came inside her and at the same time woman squirts her honey.

The scene was like a reverse fountain, Hell removed his long big dragon from her lower lips and then came forward near the mouth of collapsed woman.

Without saying anything she started cleaning his dragon, once she is finished, he looked towards Ye Yang, "let's move out of this place."

As they emerged from the brothel, Hua Xian and Vicky were met with the watchful eyes of the crowd, who seemed utterly nonchalant about the fact that a wild and deadly beast was roaming inside the city walls.

But what appeared to be a case of the people's desensitization to this scene was, in reality, a result of Hell's cunning influence - he had subtly employed a cultivation technique or spell to pacify the onlookers, rendering them apathetic and oblivious to the true nature of the events that had transpire.

As they emerged from the building, Hell suddenly shrunk down to the size of a stout British bulldog, his imposing figure now condensed into a compact, adorable form.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, he leapt into Ye Yang's arms, his tiny voice commanding, "Carry me, mortal!"

Ye Yang was about to throw Hell off, but remembered their conditions and hesitated. His attention, however, was diverted to the opposite VIP building, where his mother had gone earlier. His concern for her safety and well-being momentarily took precedence over his annoyance with Hell's demands.

Noticing Ye Yang's gaze fixed on the opposite VIP building, Hell followed his line of sight, his tiny eyes also drawn to the shady structure. His expression turned curious, and he wondered what could be holding Ye Yang's attention so captively.

Hell's tiny voice broke the silence, "What's in there that has you so captivated, mortal?" He asked, his curiosity getting the better of him, as he wriggled slightly in Ye Yang's arms to get a better view of the VIP building.

Ye Yang's expression turned guarded, and he replied curtly, "None of your concern."

He didn't want to reveal that his mother was in the Red-Light district, and especially not to Hell, who seemed to revel in the darker aspects of life.

Hell tried to persuade him, "We are partners now, you can share your concerns with me," attempting to portray himself as a hero of justice.

Ye Yang hesitated, unsure if he should reveal his personal concern, but something about Hell's words struck a chord.

He took a deep breath and decided to trust him, "When I first arrived here, I saw my mother entering that building," he said, his voice laced with a mix of worry and vulnerability.

Hell's face broke into an enigmatic smile, his eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. His thoughts remained inscrutable, but his words were laced with intrigue, "Are you thinking of entering that place, Ye Yang?"

Ye Yang's concern for his mother's safety intensified as he nodded His eyes narrowed slightly, determination etched on his face, as he contemplated the risks of entering the VIP establishment.

[Notice]

Ye Yang: "Dear readers, I'm searching for my mother... If you have any information, please share it with me in the comments below!"