Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

The sniper was instantly terrified, trembling violently, his teeth chattering. His face was filled with fear and despair, and he pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Kill me! I can't betray my employer! If I do, he won't just kill me, he'll kill my wife, children, parents, and all my family! Please, just give me a quick death!"

Ye Feng's face was as cold as ice, a chilling smile playing on his lips. His tone was flat yet carried a bone-chilling coldness: "Trying to play the emotional card with me? It won't work."

"Since you chose to be an assassin, you should have known the outcome of this path—either you die on a mission or at the hands of your enemies."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and a wisp of faint black true energy condensed at his fingertips.

This is the Soul-Devouring Bone-Eroding Technique from the Dragon Emperor's legacy. It specifically targets the most vulnerable part of the soul, and the pain is a hundred times more unbearable than being slowly sliced ​​to death!

The moment the true energy entered the assassin's body, a heart-wrenching scream erupted from the sniper's mouth: "Aaaaah!!! What did you do to me?! It hurts! It hurts so much!! Please! Stop! I can't take it anymore!!"

The piercing shout sent chills down Tang Shuying and Zhao Xiaoxiao's spines, and they couldn't help but swallow hard.

Tang Shuying subconsciously squeezed her legs together, her two full breasts trembling slightly. She thought to herself: Ye Feng's methods of torturing people are too terrifying!

But she couldn't muster the slightest pity—if it weren't for Ye Feng, she and Zhao Xiaoxiao would have been a pile of minced meat after the Pagani exploded!

Ye Feng ignored the assassin's wails, took out a cigarette from his pack, lit it slowly, and exhaled smoke with a calm expression as if he were looking at an ant.

The effects of the Bone-Corroding and Soul-Devouring Technique are not something ordinary people can withstand.

Sure enough, in less than half a minute, the assassin completely broke down. Tears streamed down his face, his voice hoarse and bleeding from screaming. He collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, incoherently yelling, "I'll talk! I'll talk!! I really don't know who he is! I only have the order ID on the dark web! It's...it's 092xdm!! Please stop! Please!!"

Ye Feng silently memorized the ID, withdrew his inner energy, leaned down and grabbed the assassin by the neck, lifting him into the air. He sneered, "You can go in peace now."

The assassin's pupils constricted, his face filled with despair: "My family... they're all dead..."

"You're overthinking it." Ye Feng's tone was indifferent, his eyes filled with an intense killing intent. "This employer will be down here to keep you company soon. He won't have a chance to harm your family."

Click!

With a sharp crack, the assassin's neck was snapped, and his body slumped limply to the ground.

His decisive and ruthless demeanor made Tang Shuying and Zhao Xiaoxiao's hearts skip a beat, followed by a surge of intense infatuation!

Tang Shuying composed herself, swaying her lithe waist as she gracefully walked to Ye Feng in her high heels, her voluptuous body almost pressing against him. She asked with concern, "Little Ye, are you alright? That bullet hit you so hard, did it hurt you?"

"It's nothing." Ye Feng smiled faintly, but his gaze couldn't help but fall on Tang Shuying's impressive figure. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister Tang, your cleavage is so deep."

Tang Shuying was taken aback at first, then her pretty face flushed red, but she felt secretly delighted—to be praised by a man like Ye Feng was a blessing that many women would dream of! She puffed out her chest, making her even more eye-catching, and said shyly but with a hint of pride, "If my little brother likes to look, then he can look a few more times."

Zhao Xiaoxiao, standing to the side, couldn't help but twitch her eyelids, muttering to herself: This Ye Feng is too lecherous! And President Tang, why does he indulge him like this?

She subconsciously looked down at her chest and felt inexplicably inferior—compared to Tang Shuying, she was indeed a bit lacking.

Ye Feng seemed to see through her thoughts, a playful smile curving his lips as he teased, "Secretary Zhao, what's wrong? Not satisfied with your size?"

"I do have a way to make you grow bigger quickly, want to try it?"

Zhao Xiaoxiao's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple. She gave a soft snort, turned her head away, and feigned disdain: "No way! It's too much trouble to wear clothes with such big breasts. It's not like I'm going to have a baby or breastfeed. What would I need such big breasts for?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and said with a mischievous smile, "Actually, adults can use it too."

"You scoundrel!" Zhao Xiaoxiao cursed angrily, but her heart was pounding. She wished she could stay away from this lecherous man to avoid being taken advantage of.

Taking advantage of the moment, Tang Shuying grabbed Ye Feng's arm and asked with lingering fear, "Handsome little brother, did you get any useful information? Who exactly wants to kill me?"

"We can't find out the employer's true identity yet, but I've noted down his dark web ID." Ye Feng's joking expression vanished, replaced by a serious tone. "Don't worry, I'll find out for you. Anyone who dares to touch my people is asking for death!"

He took out his phone and dialed Xiao Kuangdao's number.

Xiao Kuangdao's delighted voice came quickly from the other end of the phone: "Good son-in-law! What made you think of calling me? Did you miss my daughter?"

Ye Feng smiled, his tone leaving no room for argument: "Father-in-law, the Dragon Tiger Sect has been in the assassin world for so long, they should know about the dark web, right? Help me find an ID—092xdm. I need all his information, the sooner the better."

Xiao Kuangdao patted his chest and assured him, "No problem! Leave it to me! I'll definitely deliver the documents to you first thing tomorrow morning!"

After hanging up the phone, Tang Shuying looked at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with tenderness: "Handsome little brother, thank you so much for today. Come on, let's go back to Genting International, I'll treat you to a good time."

Ye Feng naturally wouldn't refuse.

The group quickly arrived at the president's office on the eighteenth floor of Genting International. The office was decorated in an extremely luxurious manner, comparable to a top-tier private club.

"Little brother, please sit wherever you like." Tang Shuying smiled gently, pointed to the sofa, and then softly instructed Zhao Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, go and make a few cups of coffee."

Ye Feng glanced around the office and suddenly said, "Sister, do you have a place to take a shower here? I've been through so much just now, I'm covered in sweat and feel really uncomfortable."

"Yes!" Tang Shuying's eyes lit up as she pointed to the inner lounge, her gaze gentle and sweet. "I often shower here when I work overtime at night. There are brand new bath towels and pajamas inside."

She quickly walked to Ye Feng's side and winked suggestively, "Little brother, do you want me to help you take off your clothes?"

Ye Feng asked expectantly, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"What's wrong with that?" Tang Shuying said, reaching out to unbutton Ye Feng's shirt. "It's only natural for an older sister to help her younger brother take off his clothes."

Tang Shuying's heart skipped a beat when her fingertips touched Ye Feng's warm skin. When his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his well-defined eight-pack abs and muscular chest, she gasped, her eyes wide with astonishment: "Wow! Little brother, your muscles are amazing! How did you get them?"

Xu Wanmei, who was standing nearby, also came over and touched Ye Feng's abs as if they were a precious treasure, her face full of infatuation: "Little brother Ye Feng, your body is so sexy!"

The two men's gazes were intense, making Ye Feng feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Just then, Zhao Xiaoxiao walked in with a cup of coffee. Seeing this erotic scene, she was instantly stunned: "Sister Tang! What...what are you doing?"

Tang Shuying reluctantly let go, cleared her throat, and pretended to be calm: "No...nothing, I was just helping Brother Ye take off his clothes to bathe."

She handed the coffee to Ye Feng and said with a smile, "Little brother, go take a shower first, and we'll talk after you're done."

Ye Feng took the coffee, turned around, and walked into the lounge.

The sound of rushing water came from inside. Tang Shuying and Xu Wanmei exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep smile in each other's eyes.

Zhao Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel a little shy, secretly thinking: I thought Ye Feng was a pervert, but it seems that Sister Tang and Sister Xu are the real wolves in sheep's clothing!

In the bathroom, Ye Feng let the warm water wash over his body, but his eyes gradually turned cold—he thought of Lin Weiwei and Chen Hao, that despicable couple.

We didn't teach them a lesson last time; it's time to collect another round of interest!

After taking a shower, Ye Feng changed into the silk pajamas prepared by Tang Shuying and walked out of the lounge.

The loose pajamas couldn't hide his muscular physique at all; instead, they added a touch of languid sexiness.

Tang Shuying and Xu Wanmei stared wide-eyed, wishing they could pounce on her and take a bite.

After drinking coffee and chatting for a while, Tang Shuying suggested, "Little brother, since we're free now, why don't we go to the gym downstairs for a workout? I have a lifetime membership; they have all the equipment."

Ye Feng had the same idea and readily agreed.

The group quickly arrived at the gym. It wasn't crowded, the environment was quiet, and the equipment was top-of-the-line.

Ye Feng walked to the barbell area, picked up a 400-pound barbell with one hand, and gently shook it without changing his expression.

"Wow!" Tang Shuying and Xu Wanmei exclaimed in unison, their eyes filled with admiration. "Little brother, you're amazing!"

"Sister, would you like to give it a try?" Ye Feng put down the barbell and smiled at Tang Shuying.

Tang Shuying was eager to try, so she walked up to a weightlifting machine and easily lifted more than 100 kilograms. It was clear that she exercised regularly.

Ye Feng stared at her back, his eyes wide with admiration—her slender waist and the curves perfectly outlined by her sportswear made her back view so sexy it was almost unfair!

He strode up to her, wrapped his arms around Tang Shuying's waist from behind, placed one hand on her hand holding the barbell, and put the other arm around her slender waist.

"Sister, your posture is wrong." Ye Feng's voice was somewhat magnetic, and his hot breath brushed against Tang Shuying's ear. "Practicing like this for too long can easily strain your lower back muscles."

As he spoke, he adjusted her position, pressing his chest against her back, their bodies almost completely touching.

Tang Shuying felt a surge of electricity coursing through her body from the point of contact, leaving her weak and limp. She no longer cared about whether the position was right or wrong; her mind went blank, and she could only let Ye Feng do as he pleased.

Just as the two were pressed chest to back, the atmosphere reaching its most intimate point, a jealous voice suddenly rang out: "Sir, could you please move away from Miss Tang?"

Ye Feng turned around and saw a man wearing tight-fitting sportswear walking towards him.

The man was tall and muscular, with a "Gold Medal Coach" badge hanging on his chest, and his eyes were full of disdain and envy.

The top-tier coach, Kang Mao, walked up to Ye Feng, looking down at him arrogantly: "Miss Tang is a premium member of our gym. If anyone should provide training guidance, it should be a professional, top-tier coach like me! You're an amateur; don't give me any advice. What if you hurt Miss Tang?"

Tang Shuying glanced at him, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her tone was cold yet firm: "No need, I think Brother Ye Feng's guidance is quite good."

The gold medal coach Kang Mao's face instantly darkened to a grim level, his displeasure almost overflowing. He stubbornly continued to nitpick, his tone laced with sarcasm: "Miss Tang, your Emperor membership fee wasn't wasted! Professional matters should be left to professionals. What if he, an amateur, injures you by giving orders? Let me handle it!"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Tang Shuying's arm, his eyes filled with an undisguised greed and possessiveness toward Tang Shuying's full and shapely buttocks.

A cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. How could he not see through this kid's filthy intentions? He immediately raised his hand, his five fingers forming a palm, and without any mercy, slapped Kang Mao hard across the face with a crisp sound! The sound was as loud as a bell!

"roll!"