Gao Wu's harem started from a brothel

"Hahaha!"

"Get out of the way." Liu Rushan opened her beautiful eyes, blood was brewing in her eyes, and she said coldly: "Let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow. Why do you have to humiliate me at my husband's funeral?"

"I bully you?" The strong man sneered: "Everyone knows that you are just waiting to find a new employer. I want to see who dares to go against the deputy leader in the Red Tiger Gang. Once the Iron Leader leaves, the deputy leader will be the boss of the Red Tiger Gang!"

"You're not counting on that pretty boy who just joined the gang, are you?"

"You..." Liu Rushan's breasts heaved with anger, and she was pinching the white silk with one hand, and she was about to feel the strong energy rising and falling on it.

"Okay, Tie Niu, please stand aside. I believe Madam Li will make the right choice." Deputy Gang Leader Wu's gloomy voice came from the side.

"Yes."

Tie Niu clenched his fist and made a cracking sound, then smiled and turned around and walked behind the deputy gang leader.

"After all, we have known each other for many years. Let's make a decision as soon as possible. You can't rely on an outsider for this matter." Deputy Gang Leader Wu shook his head, as if sighing.

Liu Rushan, who was dressed in mourning clothes, had a flickering look in her eyes.

In fact, if we put aside the issue of face, Deputy Gang Leader Wu is indeed much more reliable than Zheng Yi. Even though he is indeed a bit old and ugly, he is still more realistic than Zheng Yi who has been missing for the past few days.

otherwise……

Liu Rushan was in a state of confusion, and the tears that were already on her face disappeared without her noticing.

……

The lights flickered and the coffin was placed in the mourning hall.

After the bodies of the two were brought in in mahogany coffins, everyone wailed for a while and then left, leaving only the family members to keep vigil.

"Deputy Gang Leader Wu, I..." Liu Rushan was wearing mourning clothes and kneeling on a cushion, with a bonfire made of burning paper money in front of her.

"If I go and tell the gang leader that I want to transfer the management rights of Yichunyuan to you, can you really guarantee me a worry-free life and the resources to practice?"

"Of course." Deputy Gang Leader Wu raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "You have been in the gang for a long time, and I can still see a little bit of my character. Keeping my promise is not a problem."

"I..." Liu Rushan looked at the flickering bonfire, which seemed to be persuading her to nod, and was about to speak with her red lips slightly opened.

"Okay, Sister Liu, please think about it today. After all, it's not as good as guarding such a large Yichun Courtyard like this."

"I won't say any more to you. Let's discuss it together tomorrow. Discussing matters in the mourning hall like this seems like I am bullying you." Deputy Gang Leader Wu shook his head. He shuddered when he thought that after his death, someone would discuss the division of profits in the mourning hall.

No, no, I have to burn two more incense sticks to the gods when I get home, and ask them to bless me, an old man.

After Deputy Gang Leader Wu left, Liu Rushan stared at the campfire in a daze, her mind blank, and suddenly she recalled her past with Li Shan.

In fact, before his body was damaged, he was actually very kind, both to her and to outsiders.

Even after his body was damaged, he often got angry just to protect her and because he cared about her...

Countless thoughts surged into her mind, countless memories stirred her brain. She was not so sad when she first found the body, but for some reason, looking at the mahogany coffin at this moment, waves of sadness appeared, making her eyes fill with tears, and she began to cry softly...

"Why did I just hear that you wanted to hand over Yichunyuan, which was about to be handed over to me, to that damn old man?"

A deep male voice suddenly appeared.

Liu Rushan’s crying stopped, and she lowered her head to see a dark shadow covering her.

Chapter 78: Funeral Hall (Thanks to the boss for urging me to update.)

It is very deep at night.

Fireworks curled up and black smoke rose.

An elaborate mahogany coffin was placed in the center of the lobby, with unburned white paper money in front of it.

Liu Rushan, dressed in white mourning clothes, stared blankly at the person who came.

His facial features are three-dimensional, especially his eyes that are full of brilliance, his muscles are strong, his palms have wide knuckles, and his temperament is as if he is free and easy yet tough. You can tell at first glance that he is a master who has both inner and outer qualities.

"Elder Zheng..." Liu Rushan came back to her senses and smiled softly, her red lips slightly parted: "I haven't seen you for a few days. You look even more energetic than before."

Oh?

Zheng Yi tilted his head, making a clicking sound, and spoke in a low voice.

"I'm asking."

"What do you want to do to my Yichunyuan..."

"Are you joking, Elder Zheng? The gang hasn't allocated you an area yet, so how come it has become your Yichunyuan?" Liu Rushan snorted with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

The mature and charming demeanor and the innocent and naive girlishness present a perfect balance in her extremely clear eyes.

"Really?" Zheng Yi grinned, his aura rising.

"Why am I telling you so much? It's not that Tianxiang Tower that I want."

"What!" Liu Rushan, who was thinking about how to deal with Zheng Yi, was shocked and said: "I am not the only one in this courtyard. What do you want to do?"

Tiger leaps, riding the power of the wind.

Only a slight sound of breaking air was heard. Liu Rushan, who felt something was wrong and was about to exert her strength, found herself in Zheng Yi's hands in an instant, and her delicate body trembled.

"How is this possible!" Her eyes were full of surprise. Even her husband who was at the peak of the third level of strength could not do this.

Until a low voice came to my ear.

"Rouge, powder, and anklets with silver bells on your feet? What do you want to do, madam?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Rushan felt embarrassed and tried to break free, but suddenly found herself as if stuck in a quagmire, unable to use her full strength.

You simply don't understand the silk-winding power that evolved from the Perfect Silk-Winding Hand.

"I am already a married woman, and I am here in front of my husband's spirit. If the gang knew about this, they would definitely beat me to death. Elder Zheng has a bright future ahead of him, why do this!" A hint of weakness and bitterness flashed in Liu Rushan's eyes, but her face turned red. She lowered her brows and spoke softly.

"Why do you talk so much?" Zheng Yi frowned and spoke indifferently.

Feiyan Finger started quietly.

A pair of white embroidered shoes suddenly fell to the ground, revealing a jade-like foot without stockings. The silver anklet swayed gently, making a pleasant ringing sound.

"Don't, don't..."

Liu Rushan glanced at the silent mahogany coffin and made a soft sound of resistance.

Memories rushed into my mind in waves.

just like.

Just like the pleasure below, the memory is vivid and violent.

The flames were dancing, as if two people were making love madly.

Madam, what are you talking about? Hasn't this already been done? Zheng Yi's low voice came slowly.

"Can you..."

"Don't be here..."

Liu Rushan pursed her lips, her delicate fangs drew blood, and tears flowed from her eyes.

I……

I do not want.

Can you please not be here...

The power of the Silk-Chanting Hand was like a big net, trapping her tightly inside.

"Pfft."

The white mourning clothes were like a toy in Feiyan's fingers, the dazzling white was looming, and her long black hair was floating on the ground, as if a strand of black suddenly appeared in the snow-white light, with a depth that made people sink.

The bonfire was shaking, and the paper money that had not yet been burned, and the black ashes that were almost burned out, flew into the air and slowly floated in the air under the surge of force.

A peerless beauty, two soft fleshy bodies shaking vigorously, lotus feet that occasionally made alluring sounds, and buttocks that were squeezed and deformed by the violent impact.

It's like a rhythm interwoven into a dance for the flames.

Perfection, fusion, and moaning.

Tong Jin's delicate body is indeed different. She can satisfy all kinds of fantastic ideas, all kinds of violent aesthetics, even upside-down impacts.

Zheng Yi calmly painted and whipped this perfect white body.

Weird, bizarre, and trying our best.

Even Zheng Yi had beads of sweat starting to form on the tip of his nose.

Liu Rushan, with her blurry eyes and guilty look, was even more unbearable.

Her whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, with crystal clear beads of sweat everywhere. Only in the dense jungle area would clear springs gush out, bringing her a unique feeling of coolness.

It was a strange feeling that made her unable to help but stretch out her voice and let her long black hair hang in the air.

The powerful columnar stones that filled the sky quickly filled up the void several times, like a gushing spring, but to no avail.

The sound of the ringing bells was like a funeral melody.

I vented my emotions in front of the mahogany coffin, not knowing whether it was regret, pity, guilt, grievance, satisfaction, surprise or endless happiness.

The candlelight flickered, and Liu Rushan couldn't help but feel sad when she saw the white taboo flowers.

The body that could not bear the heavy burden let out heart-wrenching moans, heavy gasps and low screams with every slight rise and fall. After a long time... a long time... a long time... a long time, a sigh of extreme satisfaction was finally given, ending the tide that was like being swept by a violent storm.

Liu Rushan, who was tightly intertwined with Zheng Yi, tilted her head back and breathed softly in Zheng Yi's ear, with intermittent soft sounds coming from her.

"Aren't you afraid of being heard?"

hear?

The inaudible, ever-surging force had already enveloped the surroundings through the technique of the silk-winding force. With the help of controlling the wind, there was no sound at all that could be spread.

Zheng Yi smiled lightly and did not answer. He just pinched the soft peach with his right hand and looked at Liu Rushan with his bright eyes.

Liu Rushan was stunned, her face still flushed from her performance. She looked into Zheng Yi's eyes and instantly understood what he meant.

He gently pulled out the joint, and his pale lips kissed and licked from the neck all the way down until he found the stick that was trembling and emitting essence, and then he began to actively resist and provoke Zheng Yi.

In fact, she didn't know when, but the mourning clothes that had been scattered all over the sky were now put back on her one by one, wrapping her tightly, except for her smooth calves and lotus feet that were helplessly exposed. If you ignore the long silver threads hanging from the corners of her mouth, she looks like the most chaste and heroic woman, with her black hair draped over her shoulders, and even her arrogance makes people feel pity for her.

Time... ticks by.

From the beginning of night to the pitch black, and then to the red sun in the distance beginning to reveal a little light, it was like a dream that made people extremely tired, but the heart was filled with joy.

"okay!"

Looking at the numbers quietly jumping on Hope, Zheng Yi spoke in a low voice.

Pure Yang energy is perfect.

Is it going to end?

Liu Rushan was lying on the ground with her words spread out, a mixture of snow-white and green and red. She looked at the white flag fluttering in the wind and felt a little dazed.

What are you staring at? Zheng Yi said unhappily.

what?

Liu Rushan couldn't help but tilt her tired face to look at Zheng Yi.

"come over!"

A surge of strength caused Liu Rushan's somewhat soft body to roll over.

The whole person knelt on the ground and raised his head with blurry eyes.

where is that?

It's a mourning hall.

The paper money that had long been burned gave off a cloud of black ash in the copper basin.

Even though she had already vented her emotions several times, Liu Rushan was still trembling all over, her face was pale, and her pretty mourning clothes were stuck to the ground.

Zheng Yi stroked her pretty face, which looked pale due to excessive consumption, and grinned with shiny teeth.

"You helped me practice just now, so I naturally want to express my gratitude to Brother Li."

A light breeze blew by, and Liu Rushan shivered slightly.

All that was before my eyes was white mourning, and the red coffin blocked everything from view.

The sea is filled with desires and I don’t want to think about anything anymore.