As for Cui Yuanxuan and Yoshiwara Tsubaki, they were both accomplices she recruited… Although the process was somewhat fraught with difficulties, she gradually and successfully pinpointed Greed's identity.
But at this crucial moment, she herself wavered because of Xiaodong's safety, and came to Shikijima alone… ultimately ending up in her current predicament.
Whether it's Xiaodong or her sister, she needs to personally manage both affairs, acting as a backup plan to ensure everything goes smoothly.
Every day she couldn't move freely increased the risk to her sister and Xiao Dong.
Besides, before her capture, she had already learned about Greed's biggest backup plan through Cui Yuanxuan and Yoshiwara Tsubaki... Li Zhiyu.
Or rather, Li Zhiyu, the previous generation's Martial God, who had been turned into a puppet.
Zhi Ran naturally didn't tell Andrei the whole truth, only revealing some related information. Although during their night of passionate lovemaking and heartfelt conversation, she understood that this was a man she could trust.
However, she wouldn't be completely open with him... The only people she truly trusted, besides Xiao Dong, were her sister Tang Lanyan and Xiao Dong; no one else could earn her complete trust.
"...Martial God?"
The giant bear beneath her was shocked, its penis inserted into her honeyed orifice slightly shrank.
Hearing Zhao Ziran's words, he naturally understood the gravity of the situation. He knew even better than Zhao Ziran the far-reaching influence and immense power of greed. He had long since learned through subtle clues that greed was also behind the second split in Russia.
Even if the entire United States were secretly controlled by greed, he wouldn't be surprised.
Greed's grasp of human weaknesses was unparalleled.
And the greatest threat to such greed was probably only the God of War. If allowed to succeed, the entire world would be headed in an unknown direction under its influence…
But to resist greed… The images of the war orphans he had adopted flashed through his mind, and his eyes began to struggle violently.
Finally, he slumped, his enormous penis shrinking into a limp snake, slipping out of Zhao Ziran's tight, moist passage.
Zhao Ziran sighed softly. She knew this would put Andrei in a dilemma and didn't want to urge him.
After a long silence, her delicate body slithered like a snake to the crotch of the bear-like man, grasping his still enormous, thick penis, even drooping. Her small mouth opened, her swan-like neck slightly lowered, and her two tender, luscious red lips took his massive member into her mouth.
"Suck~"
Her wet, slippery tongue teased the swollen, purplish-red glans, each touch seeming to pluck a chord in the man's heart; Andrei's chest heaved violently, his penis swelling with astonishing speed, returning to its enormous, powerful form.
He stared in disbelief, seeing the stunningly beautiful Eastern woman, naked as a lamb, with flowing black hair, kneeling between his legs, her snow-white buttocks resting on her tender, baby-like ankles, still round and full, like the bright moon.
From hips to shoulders, her skin was as white as snow, her curves exquisite. A pair of bell-shaped breasts rubbed against her thighs, deep and full, shimmering like they were filled with sweet milk.
Her small hands knelt, stroking the bulging, veiny penis, making the shaft, covered in semen, slick with a fine sheen, as if coated with oil.
Her cherry lips sucked on the glans, swallowing and releasing the thick shaft with some difficulty. Although it was much larger than when semi-erect, stretching her lips slightly to the point of transparency, her cheeks alluringly hollowed, yet without any resistance from her teeth, it was warm and incredibly moist. Her small tongue teased and swirled between her teeth.
Her slender, snow-white neck slid slightly, the flesh of her throat, touched by the glans, pulsating like a vaginal contraction.
"Hah..."
The giant bear let out a heavy, low growl, its engorged member suddenly swelling to its fullest extent, ejaculating for the first time within the small mouth's embrace.
Zhao Ziran made no attempt to avoid the thick, bitter, and intensely hot semen. Her slender, snow-white neck undulated, swallowing large spurts of semen into her stomach.
The amount was almost equivalent to that of more than ten ordinary men. Even though the beauty was skilled at swallowing semen, it still overflowed from the corners of her lips, as thick and sticky as a well-cooked porridge, dripping down her shapely chin in strands.
Having calmed Andrei down, Zhao Ziran brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear and wiped the strands of hair from her lips. "I know you can't resist Greed," she said, "but... if possible, go to Southeast Asia, find my sister Tang Lanyan, and tell her to leave immediately."
"Greed has probably prepared something for her..."
Zhao Ziran bit her stained teeth. Lanyan's trip to Southeast Asia was an attempt to use adversity and powerful enemies to overcome life-or-death trials and advance to Level 5 of the Enhancement type, the Diamond Body.
But even though Lanyan was just one step away, with a very high probability of success, what if she faced Greed's most powerful contingency plan...?
Unbeknownst to Zhao Ziran, upon hearing the words "Tang Lanyan" and "Southeast Asia," Andrei shuddered, a look of struggle returning to his eyes.
Zhao Ziran straddled the engorged penis, her long, plump legs slightly bent, her wet labia enveloping the large glans. With a slight downward thrust, the large, erect shaft parted the tight, slippery walls and plunged into her tender orifice, causing the beauty to arch her back and moan.
"Ah, ooh...so full..."
Zhao Ziran twisted her waist, swallowing and releasing the penis. Because the shaft was so thick and long, she couldn't sit completely down, only able to sway her snow-white legs up and down on it, appearing as if she were impaled by the massive shaft. But in reality, each rise and fall, each twist of her waist, was a way of dissipating the powerful force.
Her vaginal muscles, sometimes relaxed, sometimes tense, soft folds constantly rubbing and scraping against the penis from various angles, gave Andrei a sensation like being washed by ocean waves, causing his chest to heave violently and his breath to become labored.
This ultimate pleasure could only be given to him by this beautiful Eastern woman… This was true lovemaking, a blissful experience for both partners, unlike rape, which only brought one-sided pain and torment.
Outwardly, he was taciturn, like a giant bear… but inside, he possessed a gentleness and delicacy completely at odds with his appearance.
Feeling Zhao Ziran's beautiful legs trembling slightly and becoming weaker with each rise and fall, he reached out and cupped her round, soft buttocks. His penis moved to the entrance, gave a slight squeeze, and with a soft squelch, sank into her vagina.
"Slap...slap..."
Zhao Ziran was supported by her snowy buttocks, maintaining a squatting position. Her plump buttocks partially offset the length of the penis, so that each time Andrei thrust in to its deepest point, his thighs would slap against her squatting buttocks, making her snowy, soft buttocks tremble and droplets of lustful fluid spray from between her legs.
Andrei stared intently at their point of union, his strong, thrusting waist pushing his thick, long penis deep into her honeyed orifice again and again. Her two delicate labia parted in an exceptionally lewd manner, the tender red flesh being kneaded and pulled in and out by the bulging veins of the penis, dripping with white semen and love honey.
He was mesmerized by this beautiful scene. Apart from his mother's extremely miserable vagina during his first frenzy, he had never carefully examined the genitals of any other woman.
Because every glance, seeing the pitifully ravaged vagina, always brought back the unforgivable brutality of his first time.
What tormented him even more was that years later, he secretly returned to his hometown, only to find his mother with a child who bore an uncanny resemblance to him, while his father had long since passed away…
The child's parentage was obvious.
He naturally dared not approach him; otherwise, would the child call him father or brother?
Perhaps it was this sense of guilt that made him so attached to the war orphans he had adopted.
And similarly, it created a natural resistance and rejection towards the possibility of "his own child."
After satisfying his frenzied lust, he would never linger, never ejaculate inside.
This time, however, he stared intently at Zhao Ziran's vulva, the primal urge to procreate with this woman overriding everything else. Although his animalistic desires had long since been satisfied, he was unwilling to end this intoxicating union anytime soon.
While his animalistic lust subsided, another equally fervent desire was igniting.
When the urge to ejaculate became uncontrollable again, he hissed as he grasped her plump, snowy buttocks, the tip of his penis touching her soft, creamy flesh, kneading open her slightly concave cervix, and sending countless offspring into her womb…