Chapter 442 How dare you, a vanquished foe, speak such words?

Jiao Yin, who had been singing triumphantly, was no longer the pitiful figure she had been moments ago. Her eyes, catching the fading light of the flashlight, gleamed with an unprecedented excitement. She yearned to writhe seductively and burst into song. She! In the depths of a mortal peril, she had seized the opportunity of the "villain's" verbose nature and decisively counterattacked, turning defeat into victory! This made her feel that the world was truly beautiful. Looking at Li Qianfan beneath her, Jiao Yin could no longer control herself. Ignoring the pain that felt as if her internal organs had shifted, she threw back her head and laughed heartily. And the villain—the regret in his eyes was more ferocious than the ceaseless flow of the Yellow River. What use was it now? Finally, Jiao Yin stopped her delighted laughter and then began to cough violently. Streaks of blood trickled down the corners of her mouth. This proved that her internal injuries had worsened significantly due to her uncontrolled, wild laughter. But what did it matter? Even with severe internal injuries, her combat power reduced to less than a tenth, she was still more terrifying than an ordinary person. The crucial point was that the verbose villain was now like fish on her chopping block, awaiting her slaughter. (After their fight, their focus had been solely on each other, causing them to neglect others.) "Tell me, how do you want to die?" Jiao Yin wiped the blood from her lips, pressed her hands to his chest, and looking him in the eyes, said slowly, "Or, do you have any last wishes? Given that you managed to defeat me, I will do my best to fulfill them." "Can you tell me—" Li Qianfan's weak voice struggled, "—your true identity in the Eastern Lands?" "Of course—" Jiao Yin's tone shifted: "I can't!" This woman was the very embodiment of being insincere. Just moments ago, she had asked Li Qianfan if he had any last wishes and promised to fulfill them as much as possible. But when Li Qianfan, wanting to die with understanding, inquired about her true identity in the Eastern Lands, she hesitated for a moment, then flatly refused. Li Qianfan, his body limp and weak like a dead fish, rolled his eyes. He was so angry. "Heh, heh heh." Seeing his reaction, Jiao Yin chuckled and said, "Make a new request, and I will definitely satisfy you." Li Qianfan took a deep breath with difficulty and made a new request: "Can you tell me, who among the local influential families and corrupt gentry have you secretly colluded with in the Eastern Lands?" This question was still very important to Li Qianfan, who wanted to "die with understanding." But Jiao Yin smiled and shook her head: "No." Li Qianfan rolled his eyes again. The verbose villain, on the verge of death, wanted to ask the heavens if he could curse. "But I can promise not to kill you." Jiao Yin said leisurely. Li Qianfan's spirit visibly lifted. Life was more precious than anything else! Who would want to die when the world was so beautiful? "I won't kill you, but there are conditions." Jiao Yin said, "That is, you must tell me who you are and where you come from. From now on, you must swear to follow me and obey my commands." Changeable and ruthless were this woman's defining traits. A dreamer, too! Li Qianfan's speed and strength had shocked and even frightened her. Apart from Li Xiao of Longxu, she had never heard of any man under fifty possessing such terrifying combat power. Crucially— with Jiao Yin's shrewd eyes, she could tell at a glance that Li Qianfan, despite possessing terrifying speed and strength, didn't know how to use it well! This was an uncarved piece of jade! And also. She was certain that Li Xiao was not the Dragon Lord Li, because his eyes looked young. If she could figure out who he was and where he came from, and then bring him under her wing? Heh heh. Jiao Yin, the third president in charge of East Asia for the dark web, would see her strength soar exponentially! Then she might be able to overpower other presidents in the "Presidential Grand Competition" held every five years and become the Chief President of the dark web! Of course. Jiao Yin also knew that with the "villain's" terrifying combat power, it would be difficult to completely subdue him. But it was only difficult, not impossible! "Heh heh, you want me to be your servant?" Li Qianfan, though reduced to a fish awaiting slaughter, retorted defiantly with a cold laugh, "You, a defeated opponent, are worthy?" "You are already my servant." Jiao Yin chuckled, her body swaying seductively. She patted her hand as if riding a horse: "Giddy up!" Li Qianfan was furious. It was because of where her hand landed when she made the gesture of patting a horse; it was a fatal spot for him. After all, he was currently covered in mud. The moisture in the mud had already evaporated with the passage of time, and when he had held Jiao Yin and slammed her into the big tree, their "clothes" had inevitably rubbed together, revealing his "golden body." Now, she was patting it with her hand. Damn it— Li Qianfan, who had always maintained high moral standards, really didn't want to curse. Fortunately, his thoughts were pure; he didn't immediately glare in anger at being patted. Otherwise, he would have been exposed. A poisoned person's golden body would not show an angry reaction. "Hoo, hoo hoo. You have quite a substantial asset." Jiao Yin was startled, then let out a strange laugh. Li Qianfan was furious and shouted, "Shameless slut, let go of me!" "I won't let go, I won't let go. What can you do to me?" The more Li Qianfan reacted like this, the greater Jiao Yin's sense of accomplishment became. Only by tormenting and, crucially, humiliating the villain in this way could she slightly avenge the deep hatred of being slammed into the tree. Damn it— The incredibly malicious Jiao Yin was actually reluctant to let go, which was far beyond Li Qianfan's expectations. He had intended to use the opportunity of being ambushed and wanting to die with understanding to make Jiao Yin, who had turned the tables, reveal the information he most wanted to know. But unexpectedly, this woman was extremely cunning and highly vigilant. Even though she held his life in her hands, she still refused to reveal what Li Qianfan wanted to know. Instead, while forcing Li Qianfan to admit he had to be her servant, she inadvertently discovered something and shamelessly refused to let go. His golden body was exposed! Li Qianfan was also helpless, wasn't he? After all, the changes in his golden body were not under his control. Exposed. Jiao Yin suddenly sensed something and instinctively looked back. "Ah!" Realizing what had happened, her hand felt as if it had been burned by a hot iron, and she hastily withdrew it. In the same instant, she shivered violently and screamed again. She then quickly turned her head, looked at Li Qianfan, and shouted with shame and anger, "You dare to assault me!?" Before she finished speaking. Jiao Yin again felt her buttocks being clamped tightly by two "tiger clamps." "Judging by her reaction, she's indeed a virgin." Li Qianfan thought to himself, then quickly flipped over: "You can assault me, but I can't assault you? Hypocrite!" Ah! As Jiao Yin was heavily flipped to the ground by him, she realized something: "You, you're not poisoned!?" Her voice was filled with disbelief and terror. Just a few minutes ago, she had been singing triumphantly. Just when she was at her most pleased and enjoying herself immensely, Li Qianfan had once again brought her down from her pedestal. Jiao Yin then realized that Li Qianfan had faked his poisoning. His intention was to "die with understanding" and pry useful information from her. "A mere weak-bone poison is nothing to me!" Li Qianfan sprang up, sneering, and raised his foot. *Duang!* This kick sent Jiao Yin flying three to four meters away from the ground, where she crashed heavily into a tree. *Waa—* *Pfft!* Jiao Yin, already severely injured internally, could not withstand such a heavy blow! She immediately coughed up blood again. "Assault you? Fine, even if I assaulted you, so what?" In the beam of the flashlight, Li Qianfan grinned menacingly and walked towards Jiao Yin step by step. "What, what are you going to do?" Jiao Yin's pupils contracted uncontrollably as she asked in terror. Li Qianfan raised his hand, grabbed her hair, and dragged her up from the ground, making her sit on a rock. Jiao Yin struggled. But it was useless. *Screech!* With a sharp tearing sound, Jiao Yin clearly felt the sea breeze passing through the forest of suicide. "What are you doing?" Jiao Yin shrieked foolishly again. Li Qianfan lifted her leg. With an evil smile, he replied, "I just don't know if you'll get pregnant tonight." Jiao Yin's vision went black, and she screamed in despair: "No, don't!" Don't— Du Junlin, who had been knocked unconscious by Li Qianfan, was awakened by this sound and slowly opened his eyes. Who am I? Where am I now? What am I doing? After these three questions, Du Junlin suddenly regained his senses. Then he heard a woman's shrill scream: "Get away! You dare defile my purity! Even as a ghost, I won't forgive you!"