Chapter 21: Sneaking Into the Woods with Lori!
The woman who had originally been sitting by the RV watching the show now actually took the initiative to approach.
Her walking posture was extremely deliberate, and the sway of her waist just happened to perfectly display her slightly mature curves; when she walked to within less than two meters of the off-road vehicle, she stopped.
Lori placed her hands in front of her, rubbing them against each other somewhat nervously.
Her gaze first lingered on that pile of red and white bear meat for two seconds, she swallowed hard, and only then shifted her gaze to Ling Feng's sharply defined face.
Her eyes held thirty percent desire, seventy percent probing, and a trace of extremely covert seductiveness.
Andrea and Amy also noticed this uninvited guest, the two sisters tacitly stopping what they were doing and watching her alertly.
They certainly had no good impression of this woman.
Lori completely ignored the two sisters' hostility, leaning her upper body slightly forward; because her neckline was quite open, this posture exposed a patch of fair skin just right.
"Ling." Lori's voice was very soft, carrying a husky and magnetic quality unique to mature women.
Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear with her eyes shifting fluidly, she tentatively tossed out her bargaining chips.
"You said earlier that as long as it's a trade, bringing something valuable can get meat in exchange..."
Lori bit her lip, her watery eyes staring straight at Ling Feng.
"Then as long as it's something that catches your eye, is it... anything goes?"
This sentence with its deliberately drawn-out ending tone, in this sultry Camp, felt like a barbed feather lightly brushing across someone's nerves.
No one knew what this married woman was plotting in her mind.
Even Andrea and Amy nearby, with their ears perked up, didn't immediately realize the deep meaning behind these words.
But Ling Feng understood.
This high-end manipulative woman's hook was cast without any concealment at all.
Ling Feng fished out a lighter, lit a cigarette with a "pop" sound, took a deep drag, and through the light blue smoke, his gaze unceremoniously roamed over the woman's figure.
He wanted to see what tricks this lonely young housewife, with Rick not yet back, was actually preparing to pull out to earn this piece of meat.
Ling Feng toyed with the lighter in his hand, the flame flaring up and extinguishing.
He stared straight at Lori's well-maintained face, his gaze undisguisedly probing down along her unbuttoned neckline.
This woman knew very well how to use her own assets.
"Yes." Ling Feng closed the lighter with a crisp snap, raising an eyebrow. "That depends on what you actually have on you that can catch my eye."
This statement was very blunt, leaving not an ounce of face.
Lori's cheeks flushed imperceptibly, yet her heartbeat quickened a bit.
Feeling that extremely aggressive sweep of his gaze, not only did she not hide, but instead straightened her back a little more, revealing her mature curves even more thoroughly.
She turned her head, casting a sidelong glance at her son Carl, who was playing with stones by the RV dozens of meters away.
In broad daylight, those men who had just been beaten up around them were still groaning on the ground, and dozens of eyes occasionally peeked over in this direction.
"It's too crowded and noisy here." Lori lowered her voice, pointing toward the dense pine forest at the back of the Camp. "Let's go over there to talk; it won't take up too much of your time."
Ling Feng shrugged and shoved the lighter back into his pants pocket: "Sure."
He turned around, walked toward the hood of the off-road vehicle, and drew the machete from its sheath.
"Take it." Ling Feng handed the hilt to Andrea, pointing at the huge pile of bear meat. "Before I get back, cut all this meat into palm-sized small pieces. Amy, go find something that can hold water, wash the meat clean, and get it ready for smoking."
Andrea looked at Ling Feng's taken-for-granted manner of issuing orders, then looked at Lori standing nearby, and a fire inexplicably flared up in her heart.
Just a dozen minutes ago he was holding her down and forcefully kissing her in the woods, and now, right after a fight in the Camp, he turned around and sneaked into the woods with another woman.
This man was simply an uninhibited bastard.
But Andrea didn't refute a single word, obediently taking the machete.
She understood the situation; only by having a knife in her hand could she protect her share of the meat in this Camp.
"Let's go." Ling Feng didn't pay any attention to Andrea's expression at all, directly striding toward the forest with his long legs.
Lori quickly followed, the two of them walking one after another into the shaded canopy of the trees.
When their figures completely disappeared behind the bushes, the machete in Andrea's hand hacked heavily onto a piece of rib meat.
"Bitch." Andrea squeezed a few words out from between her teeth.
She forcefully sliced off a piece of bloody fresh meat, venting all the anger she had just suffered onto the cutting board.
Amy, who was rummaging through plastic buckets nearby, looked full of grievance as she leaned close to her sister and muttered softly: "Why did Ling go with that woman? She smiles so strangely, looking like she harbors evil intentions."
"What else would he go do?" Andrea glared at her younger sister in exasperation. "Don't fill your head with those pink bubbles; Ling is simply an animal that thinks with his lower body. Since that woman threw herself at him, of course he wouldn't refuse. In this Camp, people can throw away even their dignity just for a few mouthfuls of food."
Amy bit her lip, lowering her head to wash the meat, feeling a sour, utterly unpleasant taste in her heart. The gentleness inside the car last night had completely changed by daylight.
Shifting the perspective to the pine forest.
Far from the hustle and bustle of the Camp, the forest appeared extremely tranquil. Thick pine needles accumulated underfoot, making not the slightest sound when stepped on.
Walking about fifty meters out, until the battered cars of the Camp were completely blocked by the trees.
Lori stopped and turned around. She leaned her back against a stout pine tree, folded her hands in front of her, and took a deep breath of the pine-scented air.
"What kind of trade do you want to talk about?" Ling Fengstopped two steps away, fished out half a pack of marlborofrom his pocket, pulled out one, and held it between his lips.
"Carl is growing up, and he needs nutrition." Lori cut straight to the point, raising her eyes to look directly at Ling Feng. "Eating preservative-laden expired things every day, he won't be able to hold out. I need meat, even if it's just a piece of leg meat."
"There are dozens of people in this Camp, and every single one of them lacks nutrition." Ling Feng exhaled a ring of smoke. "Why should I give it to you alone? Morales begged me just now, and you saw his end."
"I can give you something Morales cannot." Lori stepped half a step forward, shortening the distance between them.
The scent of sweat on her body, mixed with the unique body fragrance of a mature woman, drilled into Ling Feng's nasal cavity.
"Shane is a control freak; he thinks that because he's a police officer he can keep everyone in line, but in reality, he panicked long ago." Lori lowered her voice, speeding up her speech. "Half the people in the Camp don't submit to him, and Daryl and his brother are an even bigger ticking time bomb. You need someone to help you understand the ins and outs of this Camp, and I can be your eyes. I can tell you all of Shane's plans at the very first moment."
This kind of drama of betraying people in exchange for supplies was something Lori acted out without any psychological burden.
Ling Feng laughed out loud directly.
"Do you think I care about that little cop's thoughts?" With the cigarette pinched between his fingers, Ling Fengstepped forward, his highly oppressive height directly forcing Lori back against the tree trunk.
"In this broken world, guns and fists are the rules. If I want to kill Shane, he won't live past tonight."
Ling Feng's words were extremely arrogant, but Loricouldn't even engender the slightest notion of refuting them. The crushing battle on the open ground just now had completely proved this point.
"Since you look down on these bargaining chips, what do you want?" Lori's breathing began to grow rapid, and she could feel the astonishing heat radiating from Ling Feng's body.
Ling Feng didn't waste words; his left hand reached out directly, unceremoniously pinching Lori's taut waist.
The force was great, with no intention whatsoever of tenderly cherishing her.
Lori shuddered all over, instinctively wanting to struggle, but her hands paused just as she raised them. The purpose of her coming here was to trade, and resistance now would only appear hypocritical.
[Ding! Detected that the host has engaged in boundary-crossing intimate interactions with a plot female character!]
[Pleasure Points + 200!]
The crisp system notification tone exploded in his mind.
200?
[System, why was the same intimate action 100 for Andrea and Amy the first time, and 50 afterward?]
[Ding, this system is the Pleasure System, and there is nothing more pleasurable and thrilling than a friend's wife!]
Good fellow, so I get it; after all this time, this even has a buff bonus? I like it!
Ling Feng's movements under his hands became even more uninhibited, slowly sliding upward along her waistline.
Chapter 22: Deep Communication and the Scheming Housewife, Lori!
"Can you give me a little meat? Ling~"
Lori tilted her head up, looking at Ling Feng with alluring, watery eyes, and slightly stood on her tiptoes as she pressed most of her body against Ling Feng's broad chest.
The distance between the two instantly shrunk to zero.
The muggy air in the woods seemed to become viscous at that moment.
A playful arc curled up the corner of Ling Feng's mouth.
He could clearly feel the soft touch coming from his chest; even through their clothes, that mature woman's charm carried immense lethality.
This woman truly exploited her physical assets to the absolute limit.
He neither retreated nor spoke, instead responding with actual actions.
His left hand remained firmly clasped around Lori's tight waist, while his right hand raised quite audaciously, sliding down her slender neck and slowly slipping to the open place of her neckline.
Without any hesitation, he directly covered it over the fabric.
The size wasn't huge, probably around a B-cup, but it had a full shape and felt exceptionally great to the touch.
Ling Feng slightly curled his five fingers, kneading it with a moderate amount of force.
Lori shuddered all over, her cheeks instantly flushing red.
She obviously hadn't expected Ling Feng's actions to be so direct and domineering.
Those step-by-step seductive methods she had carefully calculated seemed to completely lose their effect in front of this man.
"Don't... not here~" Lori whimpered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, half-resisting and half-accommodating as she clung into Ling Feng's embrace like a startled cat.
She indeed intended to use her physical advantages to trade for supplies from Ling Feng, and even after witnessing Ling Feng's terrifying combat power, she had already regarded him in her heart as the best spare tire to replace Shane.
After all, in this doomsday, the only ones who could protect her and Carl were the truly strong.
But she didn't want to hand over her trump card so quickly; she still wanted to leave some room for playing hard to get, wanting to slowly grasp this man in her hands and use him for herself.
Ling Feng's expression sank slightly, a trace of disdain flashing through the depths of his eyes.
Running over to this grove to actively deliver herself, yet still pretending to be reserved? He had seen plenty of such hypocritical behavior of wanting to have it both ways.
However, he didn't plan to go all the way today on this muddy ground full of pine needles.
Dealing with this kind of woman who fancied herself clever—cutting her flesh with a dull knife, nibbling away at her pathetic bottom line bit by bit, and finally watching her completely fall and actively wag her tail to beg for pity—was the most interesting way to play.
Moreover, only by slowly grooming her could the Pleasure Points given by the system be maximized.
Ling Feng sneered, his right hand suddenly exerting force as he grabbed Lori's petite chin, forcing her to raise her head.
Before Lori could react, he directly lowered his head, fiercely pressing down on those charming red lips.
Unlike the pure plunder towards Andrea just now, this kiss carried extremely strong aggressiveness and irresistible guidance.
The tip of his tongue forcefully pried open Lori's teeth, wantonly sweeping through her oral cavity.
Lori's eyes suddenly widened, her hands subconsciously pressing against Ling Feng's chest wanting to push him away.
But how could a man's strength be something she could shake? That broad palm stuck to her back like a branding iron, leaving her nowhere to escape.
In a mere dozen seconds, Lori changed from her initial panic and resistance to gradually making awkward responses.
That intense stimulation mixed with male hormones and a strong tobacco smell completely awakened her long-suppressed body.
Her arms had somehow limply hooked around Ling Feng's neck, and uncontrollable, fragmented whimpers issued from her throat.
[Ding! Detected that the host has engaged in overstepping intimate interactions with a plot female character!]
[Pleasure Points +400!]
The crisp prompt tone in his mind made Ling Fengextremely delighted. Having a BUFF bonus was simply different; these Pleasure Points came as refreshingly as running water.
A few minutes later.
Ling Feng actively ended this long and deep wet kiss.
The moment their lips and teeth parted, Lori seemed to have lost her backbone; her legs went soft, and she slid directly down the tree trunk, weakly kneeling and sitting in front of Ling Feng.
She panted heavily, her gaze hazy and her chest heaving violently.
Ling Feng looked down condescendingly at the woman kneeling at his feet, the vicious smile at the corner of his mouth growing increasingly obvious.
"Not enough yet."
Ling Feng spat out three brief words. His left hand was still tucked in his pants pocket, while his right hand casually lifted up and pressed directly onto Lori's fluffy head.
Lori raised her head, her gaze still somewhat dazed, as if she didn't understand Ling Feng's meaning.
Ling Feng didn't explain; he looked up at the sunlight filtering through the gaps in the tree canopy and that touch of blue sky.
More than thirty minutes later.
An indescribable special scent was added to the muggy air in the woods.
Ling Feng pulled up his pants and fastened his belt very neatly, even having the leisure to pat a few pine needles off his cargo pants.
He turned around and looked at Lori, who was still kneeling in place, his gaze revealing a bit of condescending satisfaction.
[Ding, Pleasure Points +5000]
"Come by my car to get the meat in a moment. Remember, this is what you earned through your 'labor'." Ling Fengcasually tossed out these words, turned around and strode away with long legs toward the Camp without looking back.
Behind him.
Lori slumped on the ground covered in pine needles, a thin layer of sweat oozing from her forehead and sliding down her cheeks.
She felt her mouth filled with an indescribable fishy scent, and that unique hormonal smell made her nauseous.
She reached out to wipe the corner of her mouth, the emotions in the depths of her eyes extremely complicated.
There was shame, anger, but more of it was an indescribable tremor.
During that long half an hour just now, she had countless times wanted to break free, but was forcefully controlled by that man in rhythm, completely unable to help herself.
Rick had never given her this kind of shudder-inducing sense of oppression.
Behind this humiliation of being completely conquered, a trace of stimulation that even she herself was unwilling to admit faintly bred.
She sat blankly for a moment, thinking of Carl who was still waiting for her by the RV, and then thinking of that formidable back that single-handedly ruled the Camp and crushed everyone just now.
Lori gritted her teeth, her throat rolling as she inexplicably made a swallowing motion.
She supported herself against the tree trunk and stood up with difficulty, somewhat unnaturally straightening her wrinkled plaid shirt and pulling the open neckline back together.
After taking a deep breath of fresh air, she patted her mud-stained knees and walked with somewhat weak legs, slowly following in the direction where Ling Feng had disappeared.
On the open space of the Camp.
The smell of blood was still pungent.
Andrea stood on a temporarily constructed wooden chopping platform, her machete chopping down piece by piece onto the red and white bear meat.
Although her movements were still very unfamiliar, that fierce tenacity had already taken initial form.
Amy was carefully rinsing the cut pieces of meat with mineral water beside her, then drying them with a clean cloth.
The other survivors all hid far away.
Morales and those people who had been beaten flat were currently sitting in front of their tents, using ragged cloths to bandage their wounds. Their gazes looking toward the off-road vehicle were filled with fear and resentment, yet not a single person dared to step forward to provoke trouble anymore.
Ling Feng walked out of the woods and went straight to the off-road vehicle.
Andrea looked up at him, her gaze quickly sweeping over his body. Noticing a few pine needles on his pant legs, a flash of disgust crossed the depths of her eyes.
But she didn't say anything, lowering her head to continue chopping bones.
"The cutting is passable." Ling Feng casually picked up a bloody rib, weighed it in his hand, and made an evaluation.
At this time, Lori also walked out of the woods.
Enduring Andrea's disdainful gaze, Lori walked over to the off-road vehicle. She didn't look at the Andrea sisters, but directly handed the grey cloth bag she had prepared long ago toward Ling Feng.
"I'm here to get the meat." Lori tried hard to make her voice sound calm, masking the soreness at the root of her legs.
With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Ling Feng directly picked out two of the fattest pieces of bear hindquarter meat from the chopping board—weighing a full dozen catties—and tossed them directly into Lori's cloth bag.
Fresh blood instantly dyed the bottom of the cloth bag red.
"Hold onto it well, this is what you earned through 'hard work'." Ling Feng deliberately emphasized the two words 'hard work'.
Lori's face turned green and white in turns, her fingers gripping the edge of the bag tightly.
She knew Ling Feng was deliberately embarrassing her, but now that the meat was in hand, this was better than anything else.
"Thank you." Lori squeezed out two words, turned around, and walked quickly toward her own RV.
Andrea watched Lori's retreating back, her machete chopping fiercely onto a leg bone, making a muffled "click" sound.
"You really are indiscriminate about who you take." Andreacoldly mocked, "That woman oozes calculation all over her body; aren't you afraid she'll bite back at you?"
"Calculation?" Ling Feng picked up a clean towel nonchalantly to wipe his hands, "In front of absolute strength, any calculation is bullshit. She wants meat now, so I give her meat; when she wants her life in the future, then it will depend on what she can exchange for it."
He turned his head to look at Andrea, his gaze extremely aggressive: "What? Are you jealous? Why don't we also go to that pine forest to talk about a deal?"
"Get lost!" Andrea was so angry her face turned flush red, directly turning around to ignore him.
Amy, washing meat beside them and listening to the two bicker, also had somewhat complicated thoughts.
She suddenly felt that if Ling could also take her into the woods... she didn't seem to be that resistant?
Chapter 23: That was such a smooth lie, Shane was pissed to the breaking point!
"You guys keep busy, try to cut them evenly. If they're too thick, the heat won't penetrate when smoking." Ling Fenglooked at the mountain of meat chunks and instructed, "I'll go to the edge of the woods to find a few dry, hard logs to build a smoke rack."
Over two hundred pounds of fresh meat might not spoil if left overnight in this thirty-plus-degree high-temperature weather, but with the current weather, it could at most last just this one night. As expected, he would have to smoke the meat through the night.
If conditions didn't permit otherwise, he really wanted to go straight to a store and carry back a freezer.
Andrea chopped down cleanly with her knife, severing a bloody rib, and looked up at him: "Can't you find some salt along the way? Without salt rubbed on it, no matter how well you build this rack, it'll all be for nothing."
Ling Feng smiled.
He walked to the trunk of the off-road vehicle, dug out a few bags of coarse salt wrapped in plastic bags and a bottle of pepper, and tossed them directly onto the hood. These were hard currencies he had casually scavenged along the way.
"Sprinkle it according to this, don't hold back."
Amy leaned over, looking at those bags of gleaming white salt granules with some surprise. At a time like this, salt was as precious as water.
Ling Feng didn't pay it any more mind, carrying a machete to the edge of the Camp, specifically picking burn-resistant pine trees to chop.
With his strength, a few wrist-thick logs were chopped into suitable sizes in just a few strikes.
On the other side.
Lori carried the blood-stained gray cloth bag, her steps somewhat unsteady as she returned to the side of the RV.
Carl was squatting on the ground digging a hole with a small twig. Looking up and seeing the bag in Lori's hands, he immediately dropped the twig and stood up.
"Mom! What is this?" The little boy's eyes lit up instantly. He smelled a strong bloody odor, but in this starving Camp, this smell meant food.
"Meat, we can have a good meal tonight." Lori forced out a slightly stiff smile.
She had just squatted down when Carl excitedly rushed over and hugged her neck. Lori instinctively leaned forward, wanting to kiss her son on the forehead.
But just the moment before they touched, she smelled the lingering strange taste in her mouth. The crazy images from the pine forest flooded into her mind, and her movement abruptly stopped mid-air.
Lori unnaturally turned her head away, changing to patting the back of Carl's head with her hand.
"Go get your iron plate, Mom will go start a fire." Lori stood up, concealing her inner panic.
Carl cheered and ran toward the RV.
The child was innocent by nature; he only knew there was meat to eat tonight, and completely failed to understand what price his mother had paid in that weed-grown forest to exchange for this dozen or so pounds of heavy bear meat.
In the evening, the sun sank behind the mountain peak.
Beside the off-road vehicle at the edge of the Camp, a simple yet extremely sturdy wooden rack had already been set up.
The campfire underneath was burning vigorously, covered with a layer of slightly damp pine needles. A large amount of white smoke drifted leisurely upwards, perfectly smoking the strips of meat on the rack.
Ling Feng used a sharpened thick branch to skewer a large piece of fat-and-lean bear hind leg meat, roasting it barehanded right by the campfire.
The fat melted from the heat, dripping onto the charcoal fire below, making a sizzling sound.
The pure aroma of roasted meat diffused into the air, drilling straight into people's noses.
Amy cupped her chin with both hands, squatting beside the campfire, her blue eyes staring straight at the piece of roasted meat, her throat constantly swallowing.
"Ling, when can we finally eat?" Amy urged for who knows what time.
"What's the rush." Ling Feng freed one hand and very naturally rubbed Amy's golden head hard a couple of times, messing up her hair. "The inside isn't thoroughly cooked yet. Eating it raw will give you diarrhea, and out here in the wilderness, there's nowhere to find medicine."
[Ding! Intimate physical contact detected, Pleasure Points+50!]
Not only did Amy not dodge, she instead rubbed against Ling Feng's palm, looking like a total little foodie cat.
Andrea sat on a stone on the other side, holding a branch and idly poking at the campfire.
Watching her sister's worthless-looking behavior, she rolled her eyes irritably, but her own stomach also uncooperatively let out a growl.
Ling Feng pulled out the short knife at his waist, slashed a few cuts into the golden-brown leg meat, grabbed a handful of pepper and sprinkled it on top, and the aroma instantly rose to another level.
"Here." Ling Feng cut off a piece of meat whose edge had already been roasted crispy, skewered it with the tip of his knife, and handed it to Amy.
Amy couldn't care less about the heat; she reached out, took it, and stuffed it straight into her mouth, scalding herself so much that she sucked in cold air, yet she still couldn't bear to spit it out, chewing until her mouth was full of oil.
Ling Feng cut another piece and handed it toward Andrea.
Andrea originally wanted to put on airs and refuse, but the meat smelled too good. She snatched it away, turned her back, and ate it in small bites.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Camp.
A fire had similarly been lit in front of Shane's RV.
Although there weren't as many rich seasonings as on Ling Feng's side, for someone who had been gnawing on dry rations for days, this large piece of roasted bear meat was definitely a rare delicacy.
Shane sat on a folding chair, used a knife to cut off a piece of meat, put it into his mouth, and chewed hard. The meat juices overflowed in his mouth, and the fatigue accumulated over the past few days seemed to dissipate by half.
He swallowed the meat and turned to look at Lori, who was serving food to Carl.
"This meat of yours, did you get it from that Asian kid named Ling Feng?" Shane wiped the oil from his mouth with his sleeve, "I don't believe he'd be so kind as to give it away for free. I heard Ed and the others wanted some and even got beaten up; that guy is extremely stingy."
Lori didn't stop her hands at all, handing the plate full of meat chunks to Carl.
"I agreed to do things for him." Lori's tone was extremely flat, without even raising her head.
Shane's expression changed slightly, and his body immediately leaned forward: "Do things? What kind of things?"
Lori turned around, meeting Shane's probing gaze, and spoke without changing her expression: "I agreed to be responsible for washing their laundry from now on, including that man and the two sisters by his side, in exchange for daily meat rations for the two of us, mother and son."
Hearing the three words "wash laundry", Shane's hand holding the knife completely stopped.
He felt as if a large ball of cotton had suddenly been stuffed into his chest, making it stuffy and suffocating.
The woman he had always missed dearly and regarded as his exclusive possession was actually going to be a laundress for someone else? And she had to wash that arrogant man's dirty clothes?
A man's self-esteem was heavily trampled upon at this moment.
He opened his mouth wanting to vent, but his peripheral vision swept over the unfinished meat on the plate, and then looked at Carl's ravenous, greedy appearance. Those accusing words stuck firmly in his throat.
In this damn place, whoever could fill their stomach had the right to speak.
Even if he, Shane, used to be a police officer with a gun, he couldn't get such a large piece of meat right now.
"What the hell kind of business is this!" Shane cursed in a low voice, fiercely snapping the branch in his hand and throwing it into the campfire, sending up a shower of sparks.
Lori sat down beside him, picked up a small piece of meat and took a bite, not taking up the topic at all.
She knew Shane too well; a man with such a strong desire for control simply couldn't stand this kind of stimulation, and this was exactly the effect she wanted.
Sure enough, Shane took a deep breath of hot air, clenched his back teeth, and said: "Tomorrow morning, I'll take people deep into the woods to set traps. I don't believe that with my ten years of police experience, I can't even catch a rabbit! You are not allowed to go wash his clothes from now on, you hear me!"
Lori noncommittally acknowledged, lowering her head to focus on the food in her hand.
Shane leaned back against the chair back, the firelight reflecting on his sharp-featured face, his expression extremely complicated.
Although he felt aggrieved, Shane actually let out a secret sigh of relief in his heart.
During the day, Ling Feng directly rejected the request to share supplies equally and even hit people. This domineering behavior completely broke the Camp's original fragile balance.
However, judging from the observations this afternoon, Ling Feng did not take the opportunity to win over other people, nor did he show the slightest intention of seizing control of the entire Camp.
That guy only cared about the little things in his own hands, and the two blond chicks by his side.
As long as he didn't come to snatch his position as leader, everything was still under control.
Shane looked at Lori's slightly softened profile under the firelight.
After these days of getting along, especially after witnessing the fall of Atlanta with his own eyes and confirming that Rick had completely no hope of survival, that originally suppressed desire for possession deep in his heart was growing wildly.
Rick couldn't come back; this woman was his now, and Carl was his too.
He would absolutely not allow Lori to humble herself to please other men in this Camp, not even for food.
The night grew thicker, and the Quarry Camp gradually quieted down amidst this rare fragrance of meat.
Chapter 24: This Woman is Truly Killer When She Gets Wild!
The night was deep.
The Quarry Camp was so quiet that not a single sound of living people could be heard; only summer insects were screaming at the top of their lungs in the grass.
The more than two hundred pounds of bear meat was simply too much, and it couldn't be smoked through at all with just that little bit of time during the day.
Ling Feng simply used stones to build a semi-circular fire pit next to the SUV, made the fire blazing hot, and placed densely packed strips of meat on top of it.
Neither Andrea nor Amy went to sleep; they sat on either side of Ling Feng, helping to add some semi-wet pine needles into the campfire so that the smoke would be thicker.
"Is that woman wet?"
Holding a peeled branch in her hand, Andrea idly poked at the embers and suddenly blurted out such a baffling remark.
Her voice was kept very low, but in this night filled only with the crackling sound of burning, it could be heard crystal clear.
Amy's hand beside her shook violently, almost throwing a piece of burning wood directly onto her own thigh.
The little girl's face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears, and she quickly buried her head in her knees, pretending to be deaf, except her ears were pricked up high.
Ling Feng was using a short blade to pick the blood grime from under his fingernails, and his movements abruptly stopped upon hearing these words.
He turned his head to look at Andrea.
During the day in the open space of the Camp, this woman was still like a tigress ready to bite at any moment, putting on the airs of a high-priced lawyer, yet in the middle of the night, her skin could actually be this thick.
"What nonsense are you talking about." Ling Feng plugged the short blade back into the scabbard on the outside of his thigh, and retorted with a righteous expression, "I just went into the woods with her to talk about some long-term planning for mutual help in the Camp. In this world, everyone is exchanging opinions for survival, and we didn't do anything."
Andrea simply sneered out loud, casually threw the branch into the campfire, and patted the ash off her hands.
"Do you really take me for a three-year-old child who is so easy to fool?" Andrea rolled her eyes to the heavens, "When that Lori came back carrying the meat, with that lustful look of her legs walking on air and even buttoning the collar of her shirt wrong, you're telling me you guys were talking about planning?"
Ling Feng, who was exposed face-to-face, not only didn't feel embarrassed, but instead leaned smoothly against the tire of the SUV behind him, comfortably straightening his long legs and placing his hands behind his head.
Although he refused to admit it with his mouth, his mind at this moment was completely out of control, filled entirely with the scenes in the pine forest that afternoon.
He had to admit that Lori, a woman who could infatuate two formidable men in the apocalypse, indeed had some tricks up her sleeve.
That little mouth was not only extremely soft, but her skills were also impeccable.
Especially that life-risking spirit-snake entanglement; without several years of profound foundation, one could definitely not train out this kind of gold content.
In this kind of wild environment where they could be bumped into by someone at any time, that extremely suppressed sense of excitement made this woman unleash two hundred percent of her combat effectiveness.
Ling Feng even felt that he had drawn his gun a bit too early back then.
Right in those few seconds of daydreaming for Ling Feng.
A warm mass covered between his legs without any warning.
That hand was surprisingly forceful, directly through the rough fabric of his cargo pants, extremely accurately and extremely savagely grabbing hold of his most fatal lifeline.
"Holy shit!"
Ling Feng was startled so much by this sudden attack that his scalp went numb, and he instinctively clamped his legs together, his upper body bouncing forward sharply, "What the fuck are you doing!"
He really didn't expect that Andrea, who usually looked dignified and arrogant, would act so wildly when she flared up this time. Was she really planning to cripple him in one go?
Amy, who was still playing the ostrich nearby, heard the commotion and raised her head curiously, her line of sight happening to collide with her older sister's audacious hand.
The little girl covered her mouth and let out an extremely short exclamation, her face burning hot enough to fry an egg directly.
She hurriedly closed her eyes again and turned her head away, but secretly left a wide gap between her fingers, her blue eyes rolling around slyly behind them.
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The system's prompt tone exploded in his mind, but Ling Feng had no time at all to care about any points right now.
Because Andrea didn't let go at all.
Not only did she not loosen her grip, she even boldly squeezed and kneaded a couple of times, her palm completely conforming to that astonishing contour.
On that face originally full of arrogance and defense, there was now an indescribable panic and lingering fear.
Andrea ignored the vulgarity burst out by Ling Feng. Her entire body smoothly moved forward two inches, her knees almost touching Ling Feng's thighs, and the distance between the two of them was close at hand.
"If you really want it, I can satisfy you... Don't go outside to find those unclean women, okay?"
Andrea raised her head, and those eyes that always carried thorns on ordinary days were now filled with a kind of near-begging compromise and strong possessiveness.
She lowered her voice, which carried a clear tremor and extreme insecurity.
"Do you really think I can't see it? During the day Merlewas beaten by you like that, the look in his eyes when he got up and looked at me and Amy made him wish he could tear us apart alive. Shane is also completely unreliable; that cop's mind right now is entirely filled with keeping his own position. This bunch of people are all lunatics who would do anything to survive."
The strength in Andrea's hand still hadn't loosened.
"I used to think that relying on my set of legal knowledge and negotiation skills could allow me to live very well in this world, but facing that bear this morning, and when this bunch of people came to snatch the meat this afternoon, I completely understood that in this damned place, I can't even protect myself, how can I protect Amy?"
Ling Feng lowered his head and stared at her.
The firelight reflected on the woman's cheeks covered in fine sweat, and the despair and submission belonging to a mature woman intertwined together, emitting an extremely fatal temptation.
Andrea tightly bit her lower lip, as if making the biggest determination of her life.
"You need to vent, I know, this damned apocalypse drives people crazy every day, and you need a woman to relieve pressure." Andrea's speaking speed became faster and faster, completely tearing off that final layer of shame cloth, "I want to live, I want Amy to live."
"If you really want it, I can give you everything. You can play however you want, and you can have me wherever you want. Even if you have some unspeakable special hobbies... I can learn to cater to you."
Speaking of this, even her slender neck blushed with a rich pinkish hue.
"So, don't be cheated away by that green-tea slut Lori who flirts everywhere. Just stay here. As long as you shield us, I will be yours alone from now on, okay?"
This confession could be said to have completely laid bare her bottom cards.
In order to survive and protect her only younger sister, Andrea personally shattered all the arrogance and bottom lines she had built up over thirty years, willingly labeling herself and presenting herself to this arrogant Asian man.
This sense of conquest bursting from the bones was more than ten times more satisfying than the half-reluctant physical transaction of Lori that afternoon.
Ling Feng's muscles, which had originally been tensed due to vigilance, slowly relaxed. He cracked the corners of his mouth, and that uninhibited Cao-Cai nature was completely no longer concealed.
"Wouldn't it have been better if you were this sensible earlier?"
Without any hesitation, Ling Feng reached out his right hand like lightning, pressed down on the back of Andrea's hand which was still gripping his lifeline, and forcibly pried open her fingers, which were somewhat stiff from tension, lest she really cause a work-related injury.
Following closely, his left arm reached out like iron pliers, firmly wrapping around her tiny waist and pulling her abruptly into his arms.
"Ah!"
Losing her balance, Andrea let out an exclamation and fell directly into Ling Feng's broad, scalding chest, straddling his thighs in an extremely ambiguous posture.
"You had to get beaten up by reality to know who has the final say in this wilderness." Ling Feng lowered his head, his scorching breath hitting her earlobe directly, and his rough, large hand unceremoniously slid down her lower back, heavily kneading that astonishing softness.
Andrea was scolded so much that she couldn't lift her head at all.
Right now, she was like a docile cat, completely shedding all the sharp thorns on her body, wrapping her arms around Ling Feng's neck and letting him roam wantonly over her body.
[Ding! Pleasure Points +1000!]
The electronic sound in his mind made the arc of Ling Feng's mouth even more unbridled.
Sure enough, shattering the substantial psychological defense line gave a lavish reward.
Amy, who had been peeking through the gaps of her fingers all along, could no longer handle this hormone-exploding scene.
The visual impact of this scene was too strong; even her breathing became scalding hot.
Amy quietly stood up, blushed, patted the mud off her cargo pants, and stammered out, "Th... that, Ling, sister, the fire is burning quite well, I'm suddenly so sleepy, I'm going to sleep in the car!"
After speaking, Amy pulled open the back seat door of the SUV as if she were being chased by a wolf, and slipped right in with a swoosh.
With a "bang".
The car door was closed tightly, and the little girl also extremely sensibly pulled up all the sunshades of the one-way reflective glass.
Next to the campfire, there were completely only the two of them clinging tightly together left.
The night wind blew past, and the blue smoke on the smoked meat rack was blown away, forming a natural barrier next to the SUV, completely isolating the space they were in from the Camp dozens of meters away.
"How to learn?"
Ling Feng chuckled in a low voice, his large palm directly reaching in from the hem of her shirt, touching that smooth and firm skin.
"You, a dignified elite lawyer of a metropolis, have ever handled this kind of case of pleasing men before?"
Andrea trembled violently all over, a trace of uncontrollable low moaning overflowing from her throat.
She forcibly suppressed the strangeness surging wildly inside her body, raised her face, and directly met Ling Feng's aggressive gaze.
Since she had opened this mouth, she didn't intend to step back even half a step; she wanted to completely tie this man to herself.
Andrea did not answer this taunt carrying heavy bad taste.
She gave proof with practical actions.
Straddling Ling Feng's lap, she tightly gripped Ling Feng's broad shoulders with both hands, pressing her waist downward extremely clumsily yet extremely firmly.
At the same time, her rosy lips parted slightly, and she proactively leaned forward, unhesitatingly taking Ling Feng's earlobe into her mouth.
The wet and warm, smooth sensation instantly exploded along the nerve endings.
"Teach me." Andrea's voice was close at hand, carrying a kind of desperate charm, "As long as you don't drive me away, starting from tonight, you will personally teach me how to satisfy you."
Chapter 25: Great Scenery In The Carriage, AmyEavesdrops!
"If You Want Me..."
Andrea's red lips parted slightly, and she bit down on Ling Feng's lower lip. Her slurred words carried a reckless, throw-caution-to-the-wind madness.
Those eyes that usually always radiated arrogance and scrutiny had long since been completely blinded by the pressure of survival and compromise with the strong, leaving behind only the most primitive demands.
This woman really isn't pretending anymore.
The fire in Ling Feng's heart was directly detonated by these words.
The muscles in his upper arms instantly tightened, and his left hand swept down fiercely, firmly cupping Andrea's plump buttocks, directly lifting the hundred-plus-pound woman off the ground like a child.
"Ah!"
The sudden weightlessness caused Andrea to instinctively let out a short gasp, her legs instinctively wrapping tightly around Ling Feng's waist, and her hands tightly hugging his neck.
Supporting her with one hand, Ling Feng strode over to the off-road vehicle, grabbed the handle of the back seat door with his right hand, and yanked it open forcefully.
The car door had just opened a crack.
A golden head tumbled right out from the door crack.
Amy had originally been sticking her butt out and pressing her ear firmly against the car window to eavesdrop, completely not expecting the door to suddenly open. Losing her balance, she lunged forward and fell directly by Ling Feng's legs.
The air froze for a split second.
Amy scrambled up from the ground using both hands and feet, her pretty face visibly turning red from her neck all the way to her hairline.
This was a hundred times more socially agonizing than peeing her pants when encountering a bear during the day!
"Ling... I... I wasn't eavesdropping, I was looking for a place to sleep..." Amy explained stammering, her hands waving frantically in front of her, not daring to look at her own sister hanging on Ling Feng's body at all.
By this time, Andrea had long since buried her face tightly into the crook of Ling Feng's neck, even stopping her breathing.
Were those lowly words from just now all heard by her sister? Right now, she just wanted to find a hole and bury herself.
Seeing the incoherent little girl, Ling Feng couldn't help but chuckle out loud.
He freed up his right hand and casually flicked Amy on the forehead.
"Amy, you go down first and keep an eye on the smoked meat over the campfire, don't let it burn." Ling Feng said in a gentle tone, carrying undisguised teasing, "Your sister and I are going to talk about some serious business in the car, it might take a little while."
"Oh oh! Okay! I'll watch the meat! I'll go watch the meat right away!"
As if granted a pardon, Amy scrambled backwards in a flurry, scurried over to the broken rock by the campfire, and sat down. She placed her hands obediently on her knees, kept her back straight, and stared fixedly at the sizzling bear meat on the grill, muttering under her breath, "I'm watching the meat... the meat can't burn... can't burn..."
Ling Feng withdrew his gaze and carried Andrea directly into the spacious back carriage.
The rear seats had long been folded flat by him, covered with a thick layer of leather padding, making it an excellent mobile big bed.
He threw the woman in his arms directly onto the padding, backhanded the car door shut with a bang, and conveniently pressed the central control lock.
"Click."
As the car lock dropped, the inside of the car instantly turned into an extremely private space.
The one-way reflective glass blocked most of the firelight outside, and only the reading light at the top emitted a faint warm glow.
Andrea lay flat on her back on the leather padding, her chest rising and falling violently.
Her originally coiled blonde hair was scattered in disorder, and that washed-out shirt had already wrinkled like pickled vegetables in the previous tug-of-war, with two buttons popped open, revealing a large expanse of scenery.
She clenched her teeth, closed her eyes tightly, and didn't dare look at the man pressing down from above at all.
"What? Where did that vigor you used to proactively flirt with me by the campfire just now go?" Ling Feng knelt on one knee on the cushion, his tall body pressing straight down.
A rough, large hand slid all the way up along her ankles.
I have to admit, the figure that this female lawyer trained from frequenting high-end gyms for years really had substance.
Although those legs weren't absolutely silky, every inch of muscle exuded superb firmness. They couldn't be seen when usually tucked in loose trousers, but now being fondled closely, the tactile sensation was exceptional.
Andrea trembled all over, wanting to bring her legs together, but was forcefully shoved apart by Ling Feng's knees.
"This... this is in the car... Amy is right outside..." Andrea's voice trembled fiercely, even her eyelashes were fluttering.
"So what?" Ling Feng lowered his voice, his fingers expertly flicking open the belt buckle at her waist, the metal collision making a crisp sound, "Didn't you say that as long as it lets you survive, you can be wherever you want?"
The large hand roamed, reaching directly inside from the hem of her shirt.
Without any unnecessary foreplay, a fiercely aggressive force covered over directly.
"Ying—"
Andrea's psychological defense collapsed instantly, and a distorted coquettish groan spilled from her throat.
Her fingernails directly dug into the muscles of Ling Feng's shoulders.
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The wildly jumping electronic sound in his mind made Ling Feng's movements even more unbridled.
He lowered his head and bit down on Andrea's slender neck.
He had no intention of cherishing the fairer sex; this woman radiated an air of arrogance, and only by completely crushing her pride could she become an obedient, good dog.
The sound of tearing fabric appeared exceptionally jarring inside the cramped carriage.
Ling Feng couldn't be bothered to untie those tedious buttons. Exerting force with both hands, with a rip, that plaid shirt was completely torn into two halves.
"Don't tear it... I only have this one piece of clothing..." Andrea let out a weak protest.
"Tomorrow we'll take meat to trade with those survivors, there's plenty of it." Ling Feng casually replied, directly blocking her mouth.
Outside the carriage.
Amy squatted by the campfire, pressing her red cheeks tightly with both hands.
She kept staring at those pieces of bear meat, but her mind was completely in chaos.
She clearly warned herself not to think about it, but the off-road vehicle behind her simply had no intention of letting her off.
As time passed, that specially modified, two-to-three-ton beast-grade off-road vehicle felt as if it had gotten drunk and high.
The tire shock absorber springs emitted a continuous series of screeching metal friction sounds.
This commotion in the silent night of the Quarry was simply louder than beating gongs!
The one-way glass blocked her line of sight, but couldn't block the leaking sound at all.
From childhood to now, Amy had seen her sister looking aggressive in court, and had seen her sister looking serious when reprimanding her, but she had never heard her sister make this kind of sound.
"Screech— screech—"
The car body shook as if passing over speed bumps.
Amy felt the blood throughout her entire body rushing backwards to the top of her head.
"Just how... how much strength does Ling have..." Amyswallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily.
In her mind, the image of Ling Feng kicking away a hundreds-of-pounds fat man with one foot and overturning that giant bear barehanded during the day involuntarily surfaced.
That terrifying explosive power was now all being used on her own sister? Could her sister really handle it? Would she be tossed to death inside?
The more Amy thought about it, the drier her mouth felt. She quickly picked up a broken kettle nearby and gulped down two mouthfuls of cold water, trying to suppress the wicked fire in her heart.
[Ding! Pleasure Points +10000!]
Andrea's hands could only grab tightly onto the roof handle, her entire body twitching violently on the leather padding like a dehydrated fish.
"Call out louder, where did the momentum you usually use to retort people go?" Ling Feng teased, lowering his voice on purpose.
"I beg you... I can't take it anymore..." Andrea couldn't even say a complete sentence, her tears mixed with sweat dampening the padding.
A full two hours.
The shaking of the off-road vehicle gradually calmed down.
Amy by the campfire had long since gone numb; she felt that her legs had lost all sensation from squatting, and her mind felt like a pot of boiling paste.
She was even thinking, if it were her lying on that cushion, how long could she last?
Just when she thought everything was finally over.
"Click."
The rear door of the off-road vehicle was pushed open from the inside by a dozen centimeters.
An unthinkably thick and dense aura mixed with heat rushed straight out.
Amy turned her head instinctively.
She saw Ling Feng's knuckle-defined, sweat-stained large hand reach out from the door crack, holding a black lace underwear torn down to just the remaining half.
Ling Feng tossed it casually, and that scrap of cloth happened to hang on the smoked meat wooden rack right in front of Amy.
"Ai... Amy..."
From the door crack came Andrea's call, weak to the extreme and with a completely hoarse voice.
This voice sounded simply as if she had been fished out of the water, exuding a coquettishness after being completely conquered.
"Go... go to the car trunk... bring over a bottle of clean mineral water..."
Andrea was on her last breath. After pausing for a few seconds, she added with an uncontrollable crying tone, "By the way... bring a set of clean clothes..."
Amy looked at the black scrap of cloth hanging on the smoked meat rack, then looked at that pitch-black door crack, only feeling her heartbeat so fast it was about to jump out of her throat.
She stood up, her legs so soft she almost knelt on the ground, and in a daze, walked towards the half-open car door.