Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 135: Beating Down Yue Changlin!

Late at night, in the large estate rented by Zhou Chenhao on the outskirts of Yang City.

Taking advantage of Zhou Chenhao and Zhou Xiaolong’s absence, Yue Changlin climbed through a window and quietly slipped into Han Xinyue’s room.

"Madam, are you there?"

However, the room was completely empty, with no sign of Han Xinyue.

Just as he was about to climb back out, Han Xinyue’s voice suddenly came from the bathroom. "Great Tributor, what brings you to see Xinyue so late at night?"

Yue Changlin quickly replied, "It’s about Sun Zhe."

"Then please come to the bathroom."

Upon hearing this, Yue Changlin was momentarily stunned. The Madam is taking a bath, and she’s telling an old man like me to go in? What in the world does she mean by that?

Imagining Han Xinyue’s completely bare form, Yue Changlin found it impossible to refuse, so he immediately walked into the bathroom. As soon as he entered, he saw Han Xinyue leaning back in the bathtub. Unfortunately, a thick layer of bubbles obscured his view, allowing him only to see her from the neck up, leaving her exquisite body to his imagination.

Han Xinyue elegantly raised one jade-like arm and began to gently rub it with her other hand, seemingly indifferent to Yue Changlin’s presence.

"Great Tributor, please speak."

"Uh... Madam, it’s like this. I heard from my subordinates today that the little bastard Sun Zhe has left the school."

At these words, Han Xinyue’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she let out a soft chuckle. "That little beast certainly is lucky to be alive. He even survived your Bone-Breaking Palm." She paused. "But how did he manage to hide at the school for the past few days?"

Yue Changlin shook his head. "This old man does not know, but it is not important."

Han Xinyue slowly reached a hand out of the tub, her fingers pinching a cherry from the fruit platter beside it. Her crimson lips parted as she took a delicate bite, a picture of elegance and charm.

Yue Changlin felt a wicked fire surge within him. What a siren! How can she be so seductive just by eating something?

Just then, Han Xinyue suddenly sat up, a smile playing on her lips as she asked, "So, the Great Tributor won’t fail again this time, will he?"

Yue Changlin’s eyes burned with heat as he stared at her proud bosom, which was obscured by the bath foam. He gulped, his throat suddenly dry. Through the layer of bubbles, he could faintly make out two tempting crimson points. This hazy, teasing ambiguity drove him to the brink of madness, and he fought the urge to pounce on her that very instant.

"Madam, just remember your promised reward."

The corners of Han Xinyue’s mouth lifted slightly. She tossed him the half-eaten cherry and asked, "When will you make your move?"

Yue Changlin caught the cherry. "Tomorrow night."

Han Xinyue looked at him with a playful smile, her eyes filled with a seductive charm. "Then tomorrow night, Xinyue will be waiting at your residence for your triumphant return."

"Madam, this cherry... may I eat it?"

Han Xinyue gave a faint smile. "As you wish. If you can complete your task tomorrow night, then you’ll get to taste the little cherries on Xinyue’s body."

"..."

...

It was another bright and sunny day. It was also a day that Zhu Yan couldn’t get out of bed, her legs too sore to even close.

After coming home from work last night, she had transformed into a human juicer, squeezing Sun Zhe until well past four in the morning. In the end, Sun Zhe wasn’t the one who was drained dry. Instead, she was the first to beg for mercy and surrender, even calling him "husband."

Sun Zhe woke up early feeling refreshed and brimming with energy. After making breakfast, he went to the bedroom and found Zhu Yan still lazing in bed.

"Little Mom, time to get up for breakfast."

"Ugh, I don’t want to eat..."

Sun Zhe threw back the quilt and patted her peachy bottom. "Doesn’t our President Zhu have to work today?"

"Mmm... I’ll go in the afternoon."

Zhu Yan lazily rolled over, lifted a slender leg to kick him away, then pulled the quilt back over herself.

"Oh, just go! Little Mom needs to sleep a little longer."

Sun Zhe shook his head helplessly. "I’ll leave breakfast for you. I’m heading to work."

"Mm, got it, Hubby."

"What did you just call me?"

"You annoying hubby."

"If you weren’t already so worn out, I would have taken you again before heading to work."

"..."

...

At Yangcheng People’s Hospital.

As soon as Sun Zhe stepped into his office, Meng Shiyang, clad in a miniskirt and sheer stockings, came running over happily. She threw her arms around his neck, leaped onto him, and clamped her legs around his waist.

"You bad Master! Hurry up and confess, where have you been these past few days? Leaving behind such a beautiful and lovely apprentice, doesn’t your conscience bother you?"

Sun Zhe leaned in and gently bit her glistening red lips, while his hands moved down to cup her stocking-clad buttocks, securing her against his body.

"Naughty Master, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

Without another word, Sun Zhe turned and locked the office door. Then, he carried her toward the small adjoining room.

"Ah! Naughty Master, what are you going to do?"

"Isn’t it compensation you’re after?"

"Master, can you tie me up and fuck me?"

"Again?"

"But I like it."

Sun Zhe sighed helplessly. He stripped off her stockings, tied her hands behind her back, and then gagged her with her own panties.

Meng Shiyang knelt on the bed, her perky, raised bottom swaying invitingly at Sun Zhe.

"Master, how about you fuck me until I pass out today?"

Without a word, Sun Zhe unzipped his pants and charged into battle!

...

The intense session lasted until noon. After they ate in the cafeteria, Director Sun, full and content, found his thoughts turning to lust once more. He watched Meng Shiyang’s slender waist swaying before him, and unable to resist, he dragged her into a restroom in the hallway. He pinned her hard against the wall, tore her stockings, and wrapped his hands around her tiny waist for another round of frantic thrusts. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

In the blink of an eye, night had fallen and the city lights began to glow.

After work, Sun Zhe thought of Zhu Yan lying at home all day and had to once again decline Meng Shiyang’s invitation to "visit" her place. When she heard his refusal, Meng Shiyang didn’t feel disappointed at all; in fact, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her energetic master had been relentlessly active all day, and by now, her "little sister" down below was swollen beyond recognition.

...

Under the neon lights of the city, Sun Zhe cruised leisurely down the road on his electric scooter.

Suddenly, a black SUV cut across the road, directly blocking his path!

You’re finally here. I was worried you wouldn’t show up. Sun Zhe’s lips curved into a slight smirk as he looked at the SUV with anticipation.

A moment later, a young man in a suit got out of the car. He walked straight up to Sun Zhe and said coldly, "You’re Sun Zhe?"

Sun Zhe smiled calmly, sizing up the fierce-looking young man who was clearly not someone to be trifled with. "Are you talking to me?"

Seeing Sun Zhe’s attitude, the suited man’s expression turned icy, and he raised his hand to slap him. He decided he would first teach Sun Zhe some manners before getting down to business.

But in the next instant, his wrist was caught in a firm grip. With just a gentle squeeze from Sun Zhe, the suited man grimaced in pain, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He felt as if his wrist bones were about to be crushed.

SMACK!

After slapping the man across the face, Sun Zhe looked at him with a half-smile. "From the Zhou Family?"

The man whimpered in pain, "Someone... someone wants to see you. I was told to bring you with me."

SMACK!

Sun Zhe slapped him again, his tone turning cold as he repeated the question. "From the Zhou Family?"

"Yes... It’s the Great Tributor of the Zhou Family! The Great Tributor wanted me to give you a message... He said that if you don’t go to see him, your family will be in trouble."

Hearing this, a cold glint appeared in Sun Zhe’s eyes. He wished he could tear Yue Changlin to pieces right then and there.

"Fine. Lead the way."

...

In a quiet, deserted alley.

Sun Zhe parked his scooter and walked deep into the alley, where he saw Yue Changlin standing at the very end. Dressed in a long robe, Yue Changlin stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a surprisingly mystical and transcendent air.

Sun Zhe chuckled. "Old bastard, you wanted to see me?"

Yue Changlin remained expressionless as he slowly walked toward him. As he moved, True Qi began to ripple around his body! In an instant, the very air seemed to solidify. The suited young man’s face filled with terror, and he scrambled backward.

He looked at Sun Zhe as if he were already a dead man. The Great Tributor is taking action personally! This kid wouldn’t have enough lives even if he had ten!

Yue Changlin scrutinized Sun Zhe, surprised to see his aura so steady and calm.

"Kid, it seems you’ve had some fortuitous encounters these past few days."

Sun Zhe gave a casual smile. "Let’s cut the crap, old bastard. I’ve been meaning to settle the score with you for that sneak attack." He added, "And after I’m done with you, you’re going to take me to see Han Xinyue."

Hearing this, Yue Changlin’s eyes filled with disdain. He looked at Sun Zhe as if he were a mere ant. "Even without a sneak attack, you are nothing but a useless dog in my eyes."

BOOM!

Before the words had even left his mouth, a terrifying arc of electricity erupted from Sun Zhe’s body. In a flash, he appeared right in front of Yue Changlin, almost as if he had teleported.

By the time Yue Changlin reacted, Sun Zhe’s fist was already pressed against his stomach!

The air fell suddenly silent.

Yue Changlin’s eyes flew wide open, his aged body trembling. He felt countless currents of electricity flooding his system, churning his internal organs into chaos.

Sun Zhe suddenly took a step back and casually grabbed a handful of the old man’s hair.

"Don’t accuse me of disrespecting my elders, old bastard. It’s not like you showed any kindness to your juniors."

BOOM!

As he finished speaking, Sun Zhe yanked him forward, smashing a knee into his nose. Then he sent him sprawling to the ground with a kick.

"Just now, seeing you put on that act of being some transcendent master, I actually thought you had some skill. It turns out you’re just a useless dog after all."

"..."