Room on the third floor—door tightly shut. Andrew Qi, hair and beard immaculately groomed, sat cross-legged in a chair dressed in black, calmly resting with his eyes closed. Minnie Wang and Maggie Chang, both with their hands tied behind their backs, faces pale and eyes brimming with tears, huddled in fear in the corner. Helen, however, received special "treatment"—her hands secured with steel shackles, and even her feet locked up.
Beside Helen stood a tall, muscular middle-aged man, a prominent scar running from his left cheek to his jaw under a thick brow, his shaved head tattooed with a fierce tiger. This was none other than Warren Cloud—Tiger Cloud—who had escaped from Stanley Prison in Hong Kong. His shirt was torn at the chest, his right arm bore a fresh wound, and his face was twisted with rage, clearly furious after suffering at Helen's hands.
He grabbed Helen’s golden hair and snarled viciously, "You bitch—just because you’ve got a nice body and you’re a foreign chick, I wanted a little feel. And you dare fight back? You must have a death wish! Believe me, I’ll rip your clothes off right here and fuck you senseless!"
"Pah!" Helen spat fearlessly, landing a mouthful of saliva right on Warren Cloud’s face.
Warren Cloud froze, then exploded with rage. With a swing of his palm—"Smack!"—he slapped Helen hard, sending her golden hair flying. A clear handprint appeared on her pale, porcelain cheek, and blood trickled from her lips, but she continued to glare at him coldly, stubborn as ever.
"Damn it—bitch, you still dare glare at me! I’m going to fuck you right now! I’ll make you beg for mercy—" Warren Cloud, fueled by Helen’s defiance, stormed behind her, grabbed her neck with one hand and her waist with the other, yanking at her pants—"Riiip!" The white summer trousers tore away, revealing her long, smooth, snow-white legs and a tiny, black, sexy thong. Even in this tense, bizarre situation, her allure was undeniable.
"Gulp—" Warren Cloud’s eyes nearly popped from his head at the sight, and he swallowed hard. A burning, jumping flame ignited in his belly—after being locked up in Stanley Prison for so long without touching a woman, seeing such breathtaking beauty made him desperate with lust.
Warren Cloud pressed up behind Helen, impatiently tearing at her clothes with one hand, while the other reached into his own pants, intent on pulling out his "weapon" for the assault.
"Ah—what are you doing!?" Helen finally panicked. Her worst fears were coming true. She struggled desperately, twisting her body to resist Warren Cloud, her mind racing with terror and hope—praying to God for a miracle to save her!
"Riiip—" With a loud tear, Minnie Wang's long dress was ripped apart by Tiger Cloud, exposing her flawless, snow-white legs and her perfectly rounded, plump rear. Her milky-white panties hugged a narrow groove between her cheeks, and even the delicate folds of her femininity could be glimpsed through the fabric, offering a breathtaking, irresistible allure that sent shockwaves through the room.
"Wahaha—what a knockout! You really are a top-tier beauty! Damn, even your backside is perfect. Shawn Young sure is living the good life, getting to sleep with a goddess like you! Well, tonight, I’m finally going to get a taste of the good stuff!" Tiger Cloud stared at Minnie Wang’s flawless curves, eyes blazing with lust as his Little Tiger began to stir again.
He pressed up behind Minnie Wang, grinding against her through his pants, then burst into triumphant laughter, yanking her hair and snapping, "Ha! Didn’t you say I couldn’t get it up? Didn’t you say I was a disgrace to all the pervs out there? Well, I’ll show you just how much of a man I really am!"
"No! You creep, you bastard—don’t!" Minnie Wang shrieked, trembling all over with fear as tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, knowing exactly what was about to happen.
"Hahaha—whether you want it or not, it’s out of your hands now! Who knows, maybe after I’m done, you’ll be begging for more!" Tiger Cloud cackled, reaching to whip out his newly revived Little Tiger.
"If you touch Sister Minnie—I’ll fight you to the end!" Suddenly, Maggie Chang sprang from the corner and charged at Tiger Cloud. His mind clouded by lust and his pants tangled around his legs, Tiger Cloud couldn’t dodge in time. Maggie wrapped herself around him, then sank her teeth into his ear with all her strength.
"Aaaah—" Tiger Cloud was caught off guard as Maggie Chang bit down on his ear, tearing at it like a wild animal. Pain shot through him as blood gushed out, and he roared, spinning around and slamming his palm into Maggie’s chest. The force sent her flying into the wall, where she collapsed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You filthy bitch, you dare bite me? You must have a death wish! If I don’t finish you off right now, I’m not Tiger Cloud! Time to send you straight to hell!" Tiger Cloud, eyes blazing with fury, strode toward the badly wounded Maggie Chang, ready to finish her off with a single blow.
But just as Tiger Cloud raised his hand to strike, the door suddenly burst open with a bang!
Standing in the doorway was Shawn Young, his face cold and eyes blazing with fury.
"Tiger Cloud! Let her go!" Shawn Young thundered, stepping into the room with a chilling glare.
Tiger Cloud froze, his hand still raised, a wild look in his eyes as he snarled, "Shawn Young, you little pretty boy, you dare show up here? Looks like you’re begging for trouble!"
Shawn Young didn’t waste words. In a flash, he darted forward, his fist flying straight at Tiger Cloud’s face.
Tiger Cloud tried to dodge, but his pants were still tangled around his legs, and he stumbled awkwardly.
With a loud crack, Shawn Young’s punch landed squarely on Tiger Cloud’s nose, sending him crashing to the floor.
Minnie Wang and Helen rushed to Maggie Chang’s side, helping her up as she groaned in pain.
Tiger Cloud rolled over, clutching his bleeding nose, glaring at Shawn Young with murderous rage.
Shawn Young stepped forward, his voice cold and steady: "Touch them again, and I’ll make sure you regret ever being born."