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hing like a fish on a chopping board. He, wielding the wicked knife, paid no heed to the fish's agony and struggles, consumed by his own pleasure and delight, driving it deep into its flesh again and...Author's Note:

No more waiting! You can now read the story directly and seamlessly.

Such theft, if the website side doesn't make efforts, while the author is just trying to make a small fuss and wasting their own time, it can also cause trouble for real fans who like this story!

So, that's it!

I will write as long as I can. When the day comes that I feel the effort is not worth it, I will naturally stop writing.

Hee hee... ^_^

Thank you all for your support! I might take a break occasionally, please understand. (I can't help it, we are human, not gods!) brutality one bit. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so afraid of him at first!As soon as she answered the phone, her voice was almost choked with sobs."Róng Líng…" She called out softly, her lips tr...