?Mobile reading Kazuo Kaga rushed toward the villa as fast as he could, mentally repeating over and over: "Nakamura Jun-nan, please don't die! If you do, who am I supposed to collect money from?" Eight Zero E-book (txt02.com) When he entered the second-floor room, he found someone already kneeling beside Nakamura's large frame performing basic first aid. "Get out of the way," he said, lifting the man and tossing him outside. The man landed in a heap, shouting, "What are you doing? Nakamura-san still has a pulse! If you don't enter and start helping him, he'll surely die!" "Damn it! I care about his life more than you do!" Kazuo Kaga snapped, placing his hand on Nakamura Jun-nan's carotid artery. There was indeed a pulse, though it was very slow and weak. He quickly pulled out a small bottle from his coat, opened it, and gently lifted Nakamura's mouth to pour the entire contents of the powder into his mouth. Then he extended his right hand and gently covered the wound on Nakamura Toshihisa, pausing for several seconds before suddenly lifting it—drawing out a deformed bullet, as blood sprayed outward. "What are you doing?" the man from outside crawled in on all fours. Kaga Koji kicked him again with his foot, saying, "If you don't want your master to die, stay outside! The bullet entered near his ribs, changing trajectory, but it still struck his heart. His abdomen is now full of blood—unless it flows out, he'll die right away. You—go immediately and arrange for a helicopter to take him to the best hospital!" "Understood," the man rolled and scrambled down the stairs. At that moment, Nakamura Toshihisa suddenly opened his eyes and began coughing violently. Kaga Koji felt a quiet sense of relief—good, he would likely survive. But after a few coughing spells, the man collapsed again, his head tilting to one side, and he expired completely. Hagata Ichiku quickly performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him, but ended up covered in blood with no success. He punched the ground hard, sending wood shavings flying, and exclaimed in fury, "How can this be? The wound wasn't life-threatening—how could he die? Qin Feng! You not only killed my employer, but you've severed my livelihood. The Hagata clan and you will never reconcile. Even if I track you all the way to the Chinese territory, I'll make sure to take your life!" ... Oh my god, damn it, *puff*... First a loud exclamation, then the sound of his body hitting the ground. Originally seated in a beach chair, closing her eyes and meditating, Harada Keiko immediately jumped up upon hearing the commotion, running toward the scene while shouting, "Qin-san, what's wrong? Are you hurt? Ah, your mouth is bleeding!" At the very moment Qin-san entered the small pavilion, his body's silhouette was brushed by Hagata Ichiku's sword stroke—though not fatal, it was quite painful. Moreover, several of his meridians along the back were damaged. Though he struggled hard to swallow the blood, some still seeped out from his lips. He propped himself up with his arms, kneeling on one leg, and said, "I'm fine. Just a minor surprise attack. It's nothing serious!" Qingzi quickly pulled out a tissue, knelt down, and gently wiped the blood from his lips, her face full of concern—just like a tender, caring wife. She asked with concern, "Qin Sang, are you really all right? It seems quite serious to me. Should I get you something to take? Is there anything I can do?" Qin, the younger brother, thought it important to let her know that he was truly unharmed and in excellent health. The most direct way to prove it, after all, was simply to knock the beautiful woman off her feet and make her feel firsthand just how strong and powerful he really was. He lunged forward, and in a single motion, pressed her down onto the grass. "Qin-san, what's wrong? Are you going to faint?" Cleara grew even more anxious. "Hehe, absolutely not! Though there's another possibility—perhaps I've been completely enchanted by the beautiful Ms. Sei-ko Cleara." As he spoke, his two wolf-like paws successfully slipped into her clothes, one moving downward and the other upward, advancing toward their key targets from two directions. Cleara felt somewhat flustered. "Qin-san, are you poisoned again?" "Yes, this time it's a love-inducing poison. The only way to cure it is through intimate, pure virgin intercourse—hahahaha!" He immediately pressed his large mouth down, kissing her two soft, delicate lips. Cleara was no longer the frail girl from the hospital. After taking the medicine of the lotus chestnut, she had largely recovered and was now fully capable of engaging in more vigorous romantic activities. "Um…" Her mouth was blocked, and soon her tongue was caught as well, leaving her mind completely blank. Her outer dress was soon fully unfastened, revealing her inner blouse. Qin Shao, familiar with the process, reached through the lace overlay with one hand, climbing up one peak, testing the feel before moving swiftly to another. Qingzi truly was a novice—she had no idea how to breathe during a kiss, and her delicate cheeks quickly flushed red. Qin Shao found this highly questionable. You're not an actress, are you? Even if you've never performed in scenes involving exposure, how could you not have learned to breathe properly during a kiss, especially not having received any training during your school years? The facts indeed confirmed that Qingzi had absolutely no experience in this area. He had to pause temporarily, giving the beautiful woman a chance to catch her breath. Qin's two wolf paws were still advancing—especially the one below, steadily making its way toward the entrance of the mysterious garden. Qingzi breathed deeply, savoring the fresh air, her eyes carefully watching him, her hands unconsciously intertwining instead of resisting. "Heh, now you know, I'm really fine," he said with a mischievous smile. "But just a moment ago, you said you were poisoned. So, are you really fine, or not?" "Well, of course I'm not fine," he replied, smiling even wider, leaning down to gently lick her ear. "So, you have to have sex with me—XXOO—to get rid of the poison. Qingzi, will you?" "Me...?" She blushed, burying her face in her chest. "Heh, if you don't speak, I'll just assume you're saying yes." "He smiled and said, 'A girl's first time is precious. The setting here is nice, but it's still grassy. I think we should have a large bed, and maybe set up a tent or something like that...' Suddenly, Xiao Ding started shaking vigorously, which made him extremely furious. He shouted, 'What are you up to now? I haven't even brought any girls here! For heaven's sake, what do you want?' Xiao Ding couldn't express himself verbally and continued shaking violently. Even Qin Feng, who had been resting on Qingzi's body, was knocked off balance. As he was about to get angry, Qingzi's phone fell out of her pocket. He picked it up in surprise and said, 'By golly, you're still getting signal! When did they establish coverage? I didn't know this at all.'"