James felt a surge of pleasure, his penis even more engorged and erect than before. In a daze, he planned to lift one of the War Queen's legs and insert it into that alluring, enchanting jade cave, but suddenly felt a prickling sense of danger, a strange feeling that something was amiss.
Sucking…
James's eyes widened in shock. That's right, sucking! She was sucking the saliva from his mouth!
And saliva is water.
And uncontaminated water.
As he realized this, Tang Lanyan's lithe and slender body had already regained its vitality; even a little bit of impure saliva had infused the War Queen with a precious moisture.
Her strong and vibrant body, through this, nurtured a power sufficient to resist…
James abruptly looked up, his lips parted, the lingering moisture from his tongue still visible, when the two smooth, jade-like legs around his waist suddenly transformed into two guillotines, severing him with a sharp crack of bone, the snow-white calves tightening continuously.
"Ugh…!!"
His waist instantly lost its grip, numb and piercing, as if he had been cleaved in two. The beautiful legs he had fantasized about earlier, tightly clamped, had unexpectedly become reality, but it was not a pleasurable sensation, but a deadly danger!
"Ahhhhh…!"
James struggled violently, but Tang Lanyan clung tightly to his neck with her jade-like arms. Even as his struggles were like a rampaging rhinoceros, her snow-white arms did not loosen their grip, her beautiful eyes fixed on the black man's contorted face.
Her gaze remained unchanged, just as it had been during their earlier French kiss. Even while French kissing the black man, she remained a cold-blooded Valkyrie, never giving up, firmly grasping at any sliver of opportunity.
Suddenly, her slender waist and back arched upwards. Without relying on her limbs, she somehow managed to lift the extremely heavy black man's body like a carp, performing a mid-air somersault. A muffled thud followed, accompanied by the black man's scream.
The massive, dark body lay face down on the ground, giving him no chance to catch his breath. Tang Lanyan leaped onto his back like a mother leopard. Her fair, smooth, and shapely naked body, like a female leopard's, pressed against the black man's back. Her round, firm, snow-white buttocks, seemingly bulging with muscle, sat firmly on his waist.
James was momentarily unable to move. Then, a pair of incredibly long, beautiful legs shot out like lightning, slipping under the black man's shoulders. With a twist, her jade-like legs tightened around his neck in a scissor-like motion, and a pair of small, delicate white feet crossed on either side of his face.
The small, alluring bare feet were like flawless white lotuses. Even covered in dirt and dust, their smoothness and luster remained undiminished, inspiring fantasies and making one want to nibble on the tender toes and lick them gently.
But James, the black man inside, was covered in sweat. Even his dark face showed a deep purplish hue. "Ugh...uh...ah...help...me!"
The black man flailed his arms, trying to pry open the deadly jade-like legs, but Tang Lanyan's hands crossed and gripped them, then twisted them sharply wrist to wrist. Two crisp cracks rang out, and the black man's strong hand bones were cleanly broken.
The black man was convulsing in pain, almost incapacitated. Tang Lanyan's eyes were icy cold, showing no mercy. She no longer intended to use the same tactics on James, as that would leave her with no backup plan.
The danger she faced was far more than just the black man before her.
However, he was someone she had to eliminate now.
She reached behind her, her snowy buttocks swelling even more, like plump, round peaches, appearing even more supple and smooth against the dark skin beneath. Her slender, steel-like waist arched backward in a graceful, elongated curve, her two long, jade-like arms each grasping a black man's calf.
Though her hands appeared small, her slender, white fingers dug firmly into the dark skin, like barbs, lifting the two dark, muscular legs.
Her slender waist twisted back, using the black man's back beneath her buttocks for support, she forcefully raised her lithe body, her pair of round, firm, full breasts, heavy and substantial, yet taut by the firm muscles, causing her snowy, peach-like breasts to tremble and sway, only the cherry-red nipples rising and falling.
The smooth, firm muscles on the beauty's body seemed to come alive; her thighs, groin, slender waist, armpits, shoulders, and neck were all evenly taut and toned, transforming her lamb-like form into a lithe Valkyrie.
Between her snow-white hips, her leg muscles bulged, firm as a ball. The cleft between her vulva and thighs remained perfectly still, the firm, football-sized snow-white skin making her vulva, like a freshly baked snow-covered bun, appear even more full and plump. Her tender labia were slightly parted, and between the peach-like cleft, two pale cherry-red petals, barely larger than a sparrow's tongue, were tightly closed, fresh, moist, and incredibly delicate.
A faint sheen of moisture shimmered between the tender folds, and the petals were slightly moist, making her exceptionally alluring and seductive.
But James couldn't appreciate it. His strong body was bent backward, every muscle and bone seeming to scream in agony. With each pull of his own muscles, the tightening around his neck intensified, as if he were killing himself…
"Snap!"
Suddenly, the dark thigh, stretched to its limit, arched upward at an unbelievable angle, the heel almost touching the ground at his waist. An indescribable pain shot through him, like a thousand red-hot needles piercing his neck. The constriction tightened, moving from his calf and ankle to his knee and thigh.
The bulging, convulsed muscles of his thigh clamped down tightly on his black head. A "sizzle" sound rang out, and a spurt of blood appeared on the smooth thigh—the result of a severed neck muscle.
Feeling the shadow of death looming before him, tears and snot streamed down the black man's face. He writhed and struggled in death, his brain, dazed and confused by blood loss and excruciating pain, frantically trying to grasp at a straw.
Surrender, begging, weeping… Aren't the Chinese supposed to be merciful? I want to surrender, please don't kill me…
But James quickly regained his senses, for he wasn't facing bureaucrats spouting empty rhetoric, but the War Queen.
She was always as ruthless as winter towards her enemies, never letting any foe escape.
Fear and ruthlessness surged within the black man, and he finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth, activating his wind-attribute battle qi, instantly destroying the implanted power-generating organ within him.
"Sizzle!"
A muffled explosion rang out, and a bloody hole suddenly burst open in the black man's side, from which a thick current of electricity lashed out like a whip.
Just as James, nearly strangled to death, felt a sharp pain and his vision go black, he realized fresh air was filling his nostrils. His will to survive was ignited, and even with broken limbs and a gaping wound in his waist bleeding profusely, his powerful Lv4 vitality allowed him to leap forward at a surprisingly fast pace, covering more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.
Tang Lanyan, caught in the arc of electricity, dodged in time but was still struck like a bolt of lightning. The serpentine numbness and paralysis caused her to lose her hard-won advantage.
However, in a fight between Lv4 Enhanced-type fighters, such a distance was practically negligible; the engagement usually took place over hundreds or even thousands of meters.
But just as Tang Lanyan was about to pursue and deliver the final blow, she suddenly frowned. The roar of engines came from the other side of the jungle, and several helicopters flew in from a distance, clearly drawn by the intense battle.
Tang Lanyan glanced at the black man who had advanced over a hundred meters, leaving a trail of blood. A calculating glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. Continuing the pursuit of James would undoubtedly result in killing him here.
But it would also inevitably lead to falling into an encirclement again.
Moreover, her strength was almost completely exhausted, and the tingling sensation from the electric current still lingered in her body…
She gave James a deep look, then her snow-white, leopard-like body disappeared into the jungle like a silent cat.
Taking advantage of the brief moment when all attention was diverted, she silently escaped the encirclement sprayed with defoliant.
Not far ahead, the border was in sight.