Feng Qizheng stared hungrily at Kang Baobao and began snickering, a lecherous look all over his face.

Kang Baobao went white with horror.

Ning Chen laughed. "Go ahead and search, Old Feng. Don't hold back."

A good thing like this naturally ought to go to one of his own brothers.

But Feng Qizheng was a general now, and he had to think about his reputation, so Ning Chen had cleared everyone out.

Feng Qizheng grinned lewdly. "Then I won't be shy!" He rubbed his hands together and closed in on Kang Baobao one step at a time.

A chill ran through Kang Baobao, and her whole body broke out in goose bumps.

She backed away in a panic, shouting, "Get lost! Don't come near me! Keep away from your father..."

Feng Qizheng leered, then took one quick stride forward and grabbed the chain on the cangue.

Kang Baobao fought for all she was worth, but against Feng Qizheng's natural-born strength her struggling counted for next to nothing.

Ning Chen turned his back, the unconscious Tantai Qingyue in his arms.

He never bullied women, with one exception: Kang Baobao.

The woman was full of tricks and played dirty. Ning Chen didn't see her as a woman at all, only as an enemy.

And when it came to enemies, Ning Chen didn't care whether they were men or women.

Too bad there were no phones. Otherwise he'd have filmed Feng Qizheng manhandling Kang Baobao and sent it to Kang Luo.

Feng Qizheng exclaimed behind him, "Damn... They're huge."

Right after that came Kang Baobao's piercing shrieks and curses. "Get your filthy hands off me! Don't touch your father... Aaah..."

Feng Qizheng sounded puzzled. "That's weird. Why are you so dry? Are you even a woman?"

Kang Baobao shrieked, "I'm your daddy! Get your filthy hands off me!

Ning Chen, make him stop and I'll give you the antidote."

Ning Chen huffed, unmoved.

Kang Baobao screamed, "Stop, stop it right now... Ning Chen, make him stop! Your father's a man! I've got a woman's body, but my soul is a man's..."

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