As her will crumbled, the black man's resistance became increasingly futile.
Tang Lanyan's snow-white waist arched, her shoulders, waist, back, and buttocks bulging with muscles, their lines undulating and curvaceous, possessing the agile sharpness of a female leopard.
At the moment of climax, the large dose of anesthetic, the essence of her heart, and the subsequent intoxication caused by absorbing too much yang energy caused her to momentarily regain consciousness under the intense stimulation of pleasure.
For Tang Lanyan, even that brief moment was enough. Her powerful will used this as a breakthrough point to gradually suppress the conflicting blood energy within her.
During this time, she could be said to be quite vulnerable. The intoxication she felt during the black man's French kiss was not fake; it was just that her calm consciousness used her physical reactions to deceive him, buying her time.
Tang Lanyan was a pure warrior, like the queen of the Amazons, unconstrained by any means. For her, the close "verbal battle" with the black man was nothing less than a real spear and sword.
But for her, this "battle" still had some flaws. For example, during the French kiss with the black man, she genuinely lost herself for a moment…
Not to mention the overwhelming, uncontrollable climax that slightly exceeded her comprehension. The afterglow of her orgasm lingered exceptionally long…
"Smack…"
Despite the surging moisture in her lower body, her labia engorged and flushed a captivating peach-pink, overflowing with vaginal fluid… it didn't hinder Tang Lanyan's swift movements in the slightest. With a powerful thrust of her hips and back, like a carp leaping, she abruptly lifted the black man off her.
Her round, large buttocks landed on the black man's most vulnerable waist. Her thighs parted, revealing a full, moist triangle between her thighs, her labia slightly parted, her vulva engorged and swollen. The two labia majora, like delicate peach petals, appeared even more plump and beautiful against the backdrop of her strong thighs and taut buttocks.
Her vagina, glistening with semen and vaginal fluid, left a small, alluring mark on the black man's waist.
But the Queen's actions carried no hint of sensuality. As she flipped him over, she gripped his mechanical arm—the greatest threat to her.
With a sharp crack, sparks flew, and the black man's mechanical arm snapped off cleanly at the root… The black man screamed in disbelief, but that wasn't all. Tang Lanyan then removed the mechanical parts from his legs as well.
It's over…
The black man was utterly despondent, but just then… a figure suddenly appeared behind Tang Lanyan.
It was Zhao Hao, holding a syringe high, which he plunged into Tang Lanyan's neck.
The needle, glowing slightly red, easily pierced Tang Lanyan's fair skin.
Under normal circumstances, even a needle made of titanium wouldn't be able to pierce Tang Lanyan's tough skin. Although her abilities were suppressed, her transformed body still possessed unparalleled resilience.
It's like Superman in the movies. But just as Superman has kryptonite as a counter, metal long-term immersion in pure yang blood could pierce Tang Lanyan's skin.
This was a measure to prevent the current situation…
With this injection, the anesthetic liquid in the syringe—enough to incapacitate several elephants—was rapidly injected into Tang Lanyan's body.
Her body swayed, but she didn't immediately collapse.
Zhao Hao's eyes widened in horror. He knew Tang Lanyan's body had a strong tolerance to drugs, but he hadn't expected it to be this strong.
You see, the anesthetic in the collar was prepared to incapacitate an elephant, and to avoid any accidents, the syringe contained more than double the dose.
But Tang Lanyan didn't collapse immediately; it was terrifying.
However, after swaying a few times, Tang Lanyan slowly collapsed onto the black man's body… Zhao Hao waited for a while longer before finally confirming that Tang Lanyan had truly fallen.
Zhao Hao immediately summoned the researchers. Soon they all arrived, and after examining her, they told Zhao Hao, "She meets the standards for air transport."
Zhao Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief; now they could finally bring Tang Lanyan back to China.
The reason they had gone to such lengths was that the large "cage" couldn't be used for air transport, hence the collar… However, the small collar couldn't completely restrain Tang Lanyan.
If she were to suddenly leap into the air, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Now, they had injected enough yang essence into Tang Lanyan to enhance the collar's function, allowing them to transport her back.
"She won't wake up for now?"
The researchers nodded. They had already adjusted the collar; Tang Lanyan's "yang energy" was enough to keep her in a deep sleep for a long time. Even if she did wake up, she wouldn't pose much of a threat for the time being.
…
A helicopter flew over the vast, misty primeval jungle.
At the boarding gate on one side, a naked man sat, his arms around a snow-white, muscular body, alluring like a female leopard. Full, round breasts pressed against him, a slender, steel-like waist slightly bent, and a peach-like, naked buttocks straddling his legs.
Slowly being thrust upwards, a dark penis moved in and out of the bulging, taut muscles of her smooth, oiled buttocks.
The penis was positioned slightly back, each thrust revealing a ring of taut, glossy pink flesh, with faint pink lines visible around it.
The man was Zhao Hao, and the woman was Tang Lanyan.
She seemed to be asleep, her head buried motionless in the crook of Zhao Hao's shoulder. Her neat ponytail had been undone, and her thick, black hair, like a waterfall, was swept down to her shoulders, revealing her slender neck and her exquisitely undulating, snow-white back.
Her large buttocks were grasped by two large hands, wantonly manipulating and kneading them. Suddenly, the large hands tightened their grip on her ample buttocks, his penis trembled, and his scrotum swelled…
His half-open penis was pulled out, and between her two full, large, snow-white buttocks, a small, rose-red fleshy hole was revealed like a blooming flower. The folds of flesh were tightly contracted, and a small amount of white fluid appeared, which was then quickly covered by the closed cherry-red anus.
Zhao Hao panted, his oily penis thrashing twice. Although he was dizzy from ejaculating inside Tang Lanyan's anus, his penis was still swollen and purplish-red, showing no signs of weakness. "Damn… still so smooth…"
Zhao Hao's eyes gleamed with excitement as he lifted Tang Lanyan's large buttocks again. This time, his target was her plump, beautiful vulva. Her thick, full labia swelled like small hills, the tender flesh parting a pale pink, glistening slit.