NTR Villain F*** Her And Kill Hero For Fun-Chapter 25: Target: Gao Shun ( +18)

November 4, 2019. The dockside warehouses of Yanhai loomed under a bruised dusk sky, their weathered timber frames groaning as salt winds whipped off the churning sea—waves crashing against rusted piers, a cacophony of creaking wood and clanging chains. Lanterns swayed from hooks, casting pools of orange light over stacks of qi-infused crates—smuggled goods hoarded by Merchant Lord Gao Shun's Crimson Tide Syndicate—while the air pulsed with chaotic qi, thick with the briny tang of fish rot, spilled blood, and the smoky haze of slum fires creeping closer from the city's edge (Ch. 24). Gao Shun's bellow cut through the din—"Hold the line—crush this rogue!"—his hulking frame a crimson-clad fortress amid the crates, mid-Golden Core qi flaring like a furnace as he swung a massive qi-charged mace, shattering a pier post—splinters flying—his dark beard bristling, eyes sharp with greed and fury. "Sect's gone—my docks, my rule!" he roared, qi pulsing red as he crushed a looter's skull—blood splattering his boots—"No rogue takes my coin!" His guards—twenty Crimson Tide enforcers in red leather—fanned out, spears and qi darts slashing air, their mid-Qi Condensation qi a chaotic hum—"For the lord!"—steel glinting as they formed a defensive ring.

Jin Xiao slipped through the warehouse shadows—not a conqueror striding openly yet—golden eyes glinting like twin blades, Golden Core qi surging through his lean frame, a dark storm coiling beneath his tattered black cloak. His black hair hung damp with sea mist, a predator threading prey's lair—"Gao Shun's fat—ripe for carving," he muttered, voice a low growl beneath the clash, qi threading into a crate's qi seal—a dark pulse warping its golden hum, a subtle sabotage rippling outward. The NTR System chimed—"Target: Gao Shun engaged. Qi reserve: Golden Core peak."—its cold tone a spark igniting his hunt. He darted forward, qi flaring—a dark dart piercing a guard's throat—blood gushing as the man crumpled—"City bends—sect's ash fuels it," he thought, smirk icy as he wove through crates, a shadow among the chaos.

Bai Ling staggered behind, her tattered robes slipping off her jade skin—full tits swaying as she stumbled over a crate, moaning—"Master... fuck me—harder!" Her voice cracked through the tumult, a lustful whip, early Core Formation qi a faint hum—Jin Xiao's pawn since the grove (Ch. 5). Her raven hair tangled around her flushed face, almond eyes glassy with submission—"Fuck... he's mine—more!" she thought, hands plunging between her thighs, fingers slick with her dripping pussy, slickness splattering the dock boards. Her cries—"Fuck me... Master!"—echoed, a siren call rattling guards—"What—damn her!"—spears wavering as lust pierced their focus.

Bai Mei crawled nearby, a broken wraith—gold robe shredded, heavy tits dragging as she clawed the wood—"Fuck... Bai Yun... fuck me..."—her voice a shattered plea, Nascent Soul qi extinguished (Ch. 15), silver-streaked hair matted with sweat and blood—"Fuck... he's all—fuck me!" she moaned, pussy gushing slickness, pooling beneath her—Bai Yun's forge death (Ch. 8) to dockside ruin now Jin Xiao's echo. Her trembling hands reached for him—"Please... now!"—amplifying the chaos as guards faltered, their blades trembling under her lustful wail.

Elder Chen Tao lunged from a warehouse door—late Golden Core qi pulsing gold, crude grin flashing as he hefted a qi-charged axe—Sun Wei's last ally (Ch. 24). "Rogue—city's mine!" he bellowed, qi axe slashing dark—a golden arc splintering a crate—"Die!" His stocky frame barreled forward, eyes glinting with defiance—"Sun Wei's gone—my rule rises!" he thought, qi flaring as he aimed for Jin Xiao—blood from the merchant district (Ch. 24) still staining his boots. Jin Xiao spun—"Dust piles on ash,"—Golden Core qi surging, dark shield flaring—golden arc shattering—"City kneels,"—voice ice slashing through screams, qi dart piercing a guard's chest—blood spraying as the man fell.

Xue Yin darted from a pier's shadow—gaunt frame a blur in tattered black robes, pale skin taut, red eyes blazing—mid-Core Formation qi pulsing with demonic taint, blood and ash trailing his breath. His crimson-streaked hair whipped as he struck—claws slashing a guard's throat—blood gushing—"Chaos reigns—city's ash!" he rasped, black qi threading into a warehouse array—a red flicker tainting its hum, demonic seep surging like wildfire. "Jin Xiao's fire—Abyss harvests!" he thought, grin widening as he leapt—an enforcer's chest torn—"More—feed the tide!"—red mist pooling, slum fires roaring closer, Yanhai trembling under his influence.

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Gao Shun roared—"Kill him—hold the docks!"—qi mace swinging, crimson wave crashing toward Jin Xiao—wood splintering, a guard caught—blood spraying—"My coin—mine!" Jin Xiao's shield flared—"Fat lord falls,"—dark qi clashing red, wave shattering—"Kneel!"—qi dart piercing a guard's skull—blood gushing. He flicked the needle (Ch. 7–15)—pressing Bai Ling's clit—"Scream!"—"Fuck... Master—more!"—then Bai Mei's pussy—"Beg!"—"Fuck me... now—please!"—their moans a chorus—"Fuck me... harder!"—"Fuck me... now!"—shattering guards' will—"What—fuck!"—spears dropping, hands trembling.

Chen Tao roared—"Rogue—die!"—qi axe slashing, golden arc cracking stone—Jin Xiao dodged—"Ash joins dust,"—dark qi surging, dart piercing Chen Tao's thigh—blood welling—"Fat lord first—then you!" Gao Shun swung—"Mine—die!"—crimson wave splintering crates—Jin Xiao's shield held—"City bends,"—dark qi rippling—guards fell—"No—lord!"—blood pooling, Xue Yin's claws slashing—"More—burn!"—red mist surging, slum fires licking the docks—Jin Xiao's Golden Core qi flared—"Sect's ash—city's mine," he thought, the NTR System humming—"Qi gained: City fracture begins."—Gao Shun's mace faltered—"No—my docks..."—Chen Tao roared—"Mine!"—the hall's ashes fading, Yanhai's edge buckling under chaos and screams.