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An overwhelming force, a hundred times more powerful than ever before and capable of sweeping away her soul, suddenly exploded from the core of her lower abdomen!
Her eyes rolled back instantly, and a choked, incoherent sob escaped her throat.
Meanwhile!
"Yeah!"
Mu Wanqing also let out a scream like a frightened kitten, but she immediately covered the sound with her hand.
An unprecedented, unfamiliar, and incredibly intense stimulation, like a 100,000-volt electric current, instantly pierced through her body!
Her body suddenly stiffened, her legs kicked rigidly, and her small head tilted back, revealing her mouth wide open in shock and utter astonishment.
The body is completely out of the control of the brain!
An eerie silence fell over the rear of the carriage.
The master and apprentice, one on each side, leaned back in their seats in the same posture, breathing softly.
Their clothes appeared neat, but their flushed cheeks, unfocused eyes, and the increasingly strong, alluring scent in the air—a mixture of maturity and naivety—all spoke of the erotic and absurd humiliation that had just taken place there.
"Senior...are you...alright?"
She knelt in front of Wang Meng, a few strands of her signature long pink hair, tied in pigtails, clung loosely to her sweaty cheeks.
But when she looked up, she could no longer take her eyes off the man sitting in the blood.
The pungent smell of blood and corpses emanating from her body, mixed with an extremely savage masculine hormone, brutally assaulted her senses.
disgust?
fear?
These emotions do exist, but at this moment they are suppressed by another, more primal and profound feeling.
"Admire strength!"
The word spread like wildfire through her brilliant mind, like a virus.
All the science, logic, and data she believed in seemed so pale and ridiculous in the face of the absolute, utterly unreasonable power that this man displayed.
"Senior...your body...seems to be recovering unusually quickly!"
She spoke, her voice hoarse, trying to maintain her usual calm and rationality, as if her world had not completely collapsed as long as she could still conduct academic discussions: "Theoretically, if you had withstood that level of impact, your internal organs should have ruptured instantly."
Moreover, the bodily fluids of those monsters are highly corrosive; contact with ordinary people's skin will cause immediate necrosis, but you…”
Her words came to an abrupt end.
She felt a faint, cool, and unusual sensation coming from the frame of her glasses.
It was as if an invisible finger, with an almost teasing tone, was slowly and provocatively gliding across the edge of her glasses.
"Static electricity..."
Her brain provided the most "scientific" explanation in 0.1 seconds.
But the next second, that cool touch left the lenses, gently yet with an undeniable will, and pressed against her left temple.
This time, the sensation was incredibly clear.
Cold and slippery, like a snake's tongue.
Saya Takagi's body stiffened abruptly, and her pupils contracted sharply in an instant.
For the first time, her brilliant mind went blank for several seconds.
She stared intently at Wang Meng, at the playful smile on his lips that seemed to say, "You guessed right," and a chill ran from her tailbone straight to the top of her head.
It's him!
He was touching me in a way that I couldn't understand at all!
Fear, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed her heart. But even stronger than the fear was an extreme sense of shame and...excitement at being completely seen through and manipulated by a higher-dimensional being.
"Don't use ordinary methods to judge me, understand?"
Also, your heart is beating so fast, Saya Takagi... junior!
The mental tentacle belonging to Wang Meng was very satisfied with her reaction.
It slid slowly, with an aggressive exploration, down the curve of her cheek.
It glided over her delicate, flawless skin, over her earlobe, sending shivers down Takagi Saya's spine and making the hairs on her body stand on end.
Finally, the deadly tentacle slid past Saya Takagi's collarbone and reached her left breast, which was not quite but well-shaped and full of youthful energy, covered by her school uniform shirt that was already stained.
At that moment, Saya Takagi held her breath completely.
Without the slightest hesitation, the spiritual tentacles covered her small, slightly raised snow-capped peaks.
Through the shirt and the conservative cotton bra underneath, Wang Meng could clearly "perceive" that youthful yet incredibly soft and elastic feel.
That invisible force seemed to have drawn on past experience, making its actions more direct and purposeful.
Without the slightest hesitation, it precisely locked onto the deepest nerve in her body, the one most taut from tension and fear.
Then it began to slowly and rhythmically manipulate the object.
Saya Takagi gasped sharply, her body instantly tensing like a full-moon bow.
A suppressed groan, a mixture of pain, shame, and a hint of something strange, escaped uncontrollably from between Takagi Saya's tightly clenched teeth.
Her body arched suddenly, and her arms instinctively rose to cover her chest, but in the end, her pride prevented her from doing so.
She just knelt there stiffly, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into the tender flesh of her palms, trying to use pain to resist that unfamiliar, domineering, and unreasonable tingling sensation.
But this force, like the most virulent virus, instantly breached all the defenses she had built with logic and reason!
No...no...she wanted to shout in her heart, but found that her will had already softened into a lump of mud.
Her knees began to buckle, and her body swayed slightly, almost unable to stand steadily.
Wang Meng sensed the change in her.
With a thought, the spiritual tentacle that had been wreaking havoc on her chest suddenly lunged downwards!
It pierced through the girl's flat stomach, carrying an irresistible force, and pressed directly onto her tender, mysterious garden, which had never been touched by anyone before and was covered by her school uniform skirt and underwear!
Moreover, this invisible tentacle seemed to possess the ability to see through things, directly "seeing" through the thin fabric and peeking into the deepest secret of her body—on that damp sacred area, there was a clump of soft, tender, light pink hair, the same color as her hair.
This discovery brought Wang Meng's possessiveness to its peak!
Surprisingly... it's pink, just like her hair!
The invisible force suddenly contracted, as if condensing all the malice into a scorching, invisible piercing heart.
Immediately, a relentless and frequent attack began.
"Eee, yaaaaaah!"
Saya Takagi could no longer hold back and let out a scream that was utterly devastating and filled with tears!
This time, she didn't cover her mouth with her hand, nor did she try to suppress it.
All her reason and pride were completely burned away at this moment by this overwhelming, earth-shattering force that shot straight to the top of her head!
That command was like an invisible hammer, shattering the last thread of reason in Saya Takagi's mind.
She froze abruptly.
Those purple eyes, still glistening with humiliation, lost all focus in an instant; the world transformed into a dazzling, ever-spinning white light in her eyes.
Her body tensed up like a fully drawn bow, her slender waist arching uncontrollably upwards before she completely lost all strength and collapsed heavily into her seat.
A broken, incoherent sob escaped from her unconsciously open mouth.
Then, everything fell silent. She remained seated, as if all her bones had been removed, gasping for breath, her body still trembling slightly from the lingering afterglow of the intense experience.
After a long while, she slowly, with trembling arms, propped herself up.
She raised her head, and her face, which was covered with tears and sweat, no longer showed any confusion or fear.
She looked at Wang Meng, and in her eyes, which were unusually bright after being washed by tears, there was only one emotion left.
That is the most primal surrender that comes from the heart when people face an absolute power that is incomprehensible and irresistible.
She raised her head, and her face, which always wore an air of arrogance, now held only pleading.
"Senior..." Her voice was dry and hoarse, with a hint of post-orgasmic weakness, each word uttered with extraordinary difficulty: "Can...you help me find my...parents?"
Saying those words seemed to have taken all her strength. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look into Wang Meng's eyes, her long pink eyelashes trembling violently with fear and anticipation.
"They... should be at the police station!"
She added hastily, as if afraid Wang Meng would refuse. This was the only bargaining chip she could think of that could entice him—a target with strong defenses and abundant supplies.
Wang Meng looked at the girl quietly.
Her signature pink pigtails were a little messy, and her frameless glasses were tilted to one side, giving her a kind of chaotic beauty that seemed to have been completely ruined.
He could smell the unique scent emanating from her, a mixture of a young girl's natural fragrance, sweat, and a lewd aroma.
He didn't answer immediately, but slowly reached out and gently pinched her smooth, delicate chin with his rough hand, which was still stained with dark red blood and mud. Then he lifted it up without any room for doubt, forcing her to look at him.
The rough, warm, and bloody fingertips contrasted sharply with her smooth, delicate skin, causing Saya Takagi's body to tremble uncontrollably once again.
"There……"
Wang Meng finally spoke, his voice calm but with a playful, unyielding tone: "Can I take a shower?"
"Eh?"
Saya Takagi's brain, which had just started functioning again, instantly crashed once more.
She never expected him to ask such a completely unrelated question.
The pleading and hope in her eyes froze into a blank stare.
"It should... be possible!"
She answered almost instinctively, stammering, afraid that saying the wrong word would displease him.
As a public facility, the police station must have a restroom for staff on duty.
Wang Meng's smile widened, a cruel, cat-and-mouse-like grin spreading across his face.
He tightened his grip on her chin slightly, causing her to gasp softly in pain.