The Black Ghost, on the other hand, was almost blown to pieces, reduced to dust… Fortunately, a heart with immense vitality remained in his chest cavity, pumping powerful energy that preserved part of his core, barely keeping him alive until his last breath.
If left unattended, those bright red limbs, connected only by pulsating blood vessels, were only a step away from death.
Zhao Hao didn't care about the black man's life or death. What truly relieved him was that the heart had been saved. Just looking at the heart's effects, he knew how powerful and precious it was. If he had lost it…
He simply couldn't imagine the punishment he would face if that had happened. His boss was definitely not a merciful person.
After betraying and scheming against Tang Lanyan out of lust, he had no way out but to follow his boss down a dark path, thus becoming even more enamored with his boss's opinion…
As for the dying black man, he applied to Boss B for modification equipment, transforming him into a semi-biological, semi-mechanical structure, based on the idea of recycling waste and making the most of it.
In another container, filled with a colorless, transparent liquid, was a bright red heart, beating slowly like a tortoise's breath. Two tubes were connected to the ventricle, allowing bright red blood to flow through and be reinjected into the black man's body.
Thick frost had formed on the pipes extending outwards, and a chilling aura permeated the air… because the colorless, transparent liquid in the container was actually liquid nitrogen at a temperature close to -200 degrees Celsius. Only in this extremely low temperature environment could the restless heart calm down like a normal person.
Meanwhile, some of the power contained within the heart was extracted and continuously fed into the black man's body.
Although this was only a drop in the ocean compared to the immense power contained within the heart, it was enough to bring about a dramatic change in the black man!
Moreover, after being transformed into a semi-biomechanical robot, it would be easier to use than before.
His gaze then fell upon the black man's dangling penis. Because he lacked legs, the penis was even more conspicuous, appearing nearly twice the size of a banana even while dangling in the water.
A strange smile crept onto Zhao Hao's lips. Whether it was luck or something else, this massive penis had survived the relentless bombardment unscathed.
Suddenly, another window flickered, followed by an explosion and screams, then all contact was lost.
Zhao Hao's eyes immediately turned cold. He ordered in a chilling voice, "Increase the search!"
The two commanders behind him exchanged a glance. One hesitated before saying, "Our soldiers are now...weary of war. They don't want to go back into the jungle to track that woman."
In fact, these commanders were being very diplomatic. The atmosphere in both armies wasn't just one of war weariness; it was also a mixture of admiration and fear for Tang Lanyan. As natives of northern Myanmar, no one knew better than them how harsh the jungle environment was.
Under such conditions, despite being relentlessly pursued, she showed no fear, even launching continuous attacks that chilled their hearts. While she showed no mercy in combat, she would spare the lives of wounded soldiers.
Thus, many had seen the naked, agile beauty, as fierce as a female leopard, and many more had learned that as long as resistance ceased, death was assured… Therefore, in many cases, soldiers from northern Myanmar and Annam would immediately lay down their weapons and surrender upon encountering Tang Lanyan; this had become an open secret among the soldiers of both countries.
So now, while the loss of advanced weaponry was increasing, casualties were decreasing. Many tacitly allowed Tang Lanyan to destroy vehicles and weapons equipped with cameras…
Perhaps soon, even if Tang Lanyan swaggered into the military camp, no soldier would choose to resist.
Zhao Hao's face grew even more grim. These Southeast Asian monkeys were ultimately unreliable.
He instructed the two commanders to continue suppressing the unrest in the camp, then completely ignored them and anxiously walked aside to dial his boss's number.
"Boss..."
At that very moment, atop the Luoshen Building in Shanghai, Luo Shaowen was shirtless, his round belly exposed, his thick, long penis protruding.
Under the large desk, a slender girl with her skirt lifted to her waist, revealing two snow-white, honey-like buttocks, was squatting. Her black hair cascaded down her back, her nose was delicate, and her eyelashes were thick. Her small mouth, painted with lipstick, was enveloping the thick, dark penis, swallowing and releasing it rhythmically.
The red marks from her lips extended all the way to the base of the penis, contrasting with the glistening saliva, creating a scene both sensual and lascivious.
Luo Shaowen, holding the phone, seemed to be listening to a report from his subordinate on the other end, while his right hand gently stroked the girl's delicate head and thick, silky hair beneath him, occasionally sighing, "Oh, so comfortable, niece Xuetang, your technique is getting better and better..."
"Good girl, suck my glans again..."
Hearing this, Xuetang slightly raised her thick eyelashes, her beautiful, watery eyes glancing at him, but she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and obediently tilted her swan-like neck back. His thick, fleshy penis slowly withdrew from her two tender red lips, glistening with glistening fluid, almost like an angry dragon lying horizontally between her lips and the man's crotch.
Her small mouth held the large mushroom head alone, her peach-like cheeks pulsating slightly, sometimes hollowing, sometimes puffing out, revealing the undulating contours of her jade-like skin as her fragrant tongue moved…
"Sizzle, hiss…tsk sizzle~."
Luo Shaowen lay back in his chair, enjoying Xue Tang's oral service, feeling a blissful tingling sensation throughout his body. He listened to his subordinate's report on the phone, occasionally responding with a lazy "hmm."
"Oh? Shortage of manpower?"
"Don't worry, I've already arranged for a Russian bear to go there."
The muffled voice from the phone seemed to carry a hint of anxiety, but Luo Shaowen's attitude remained consistently gentle, seemingly calming his agitated subordinate.
After hanging up, Luo Shaowen revealed a strange smile, suddenly lifting Xue Tang's small face. His thick hair cascaded down like a waterfall, fluffy and soft, yet shimmering with the lustrous sheen of the finest silk.
Her small face was delicately proportioned, with a pointed chin and gracefully flowing lines from her jawline to her cheeks, a beauty seemingly sculpted by a master craftsman… Her nose was small and high, her thick eyelashes fanning out her starry eyes, moist as water.
A faint trace of worry seemed to linger, adding to her poignant beauty.
"Don't worry… Niece Xue Tang, where could he have run off to?"
Luo Shaowen naturally knew why Xue Tang was worried. He gently stroked Xue Tang's jade-like chin, his smile adding a touch of gentleness and mystery.
"But…" Xue Tang seemed to want to say something, her cherry lips parted slightly, but she suddenly blushed and fell silent. She was naturally afraid that Li Dong had discovered her relationship with… Otherwise, knowing Li Dong as she did, he couldn't possibly have disappeared so quietly.
But she couldn't tell Luo Shaowen about this worry. She couldn't even refuse him now. If he really… The beauty gently bit her lip, a hint of anxiety flashing across her pretty face. Suddenly, Luo Shaowen's hand plucked something from the corner of her mouth...
Her gaze shifted, and she saw it was a curly hair, a thick, black, curly hair picked from her lip, its origin immediately obvious.
Her eyes instantly shimmered like water, a blush of indescribable shyness flashing across her pretty face. If she went out like this and someone saw her, she wouldn't even be able to explain herself...
Just as she was feeling embarrassed, she felt a lightness wash over her; she had been lifted into an embrace.
Today she was wearing a pair of silver high heels studded with rhinestones, her legs encased in thin, coffee-colored stockings, revealing her smooth, white skin. Her blouse was open, revealing most of her shoulders and two full, snowy breasts that had been exposed and fondled.
A pair of underwear was already draped over the armrest of the seat, with a damp, sticky stain glistening at the crotch.