Limit Breaker

Fucking-fucking-

An obscene sound filled with bitterness.

"Ahhh... hahaha..."

In a pose called the father's leg, or the man's leg, the body of Perisha was shaking sexually over the body of Jinwoo sitting on the bed.

The light, which was subtly illuminated for the atmosphere, enhanced the sweaty body of Perisha, making the woman who was shaking up and down look more attractive.

Fuchuu--!

"Hehehehe… hehe"

With his legs wrapped around his waist and his neck and head wrapped in both hands, Ferrissa waved her lewdly back to the climax as the semen from her herd flowed backwards through her work.

She had already been stuck in Jinwoo's penis for several hours, so she began to take a sweet breath leaning against Jinwoo's shoulders.

"Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh."

"Phew!"

Moving from the assistant room to her room, she lays on her back and gently strokes her hair with her Ferrissa on her back.

Ouch - Evil -

"Hehe… hehe… hehe… hehe"

Perisha welcomed Jinwoo's warm hands, turning her chin around like a cat who wishes to touch her master's hand.

"Ah... I'm happy..."

Listening to the heartbeat of the beloved master, I felt the warm body temperature of the beloved master's head as he stroked his head, and took possession of a chest that could accept both himself and other women. I didn't need anything.

I could sell my soul if I could just stay like this forever.

"Perisha."

"Yes, my lord."

While enjoying such a pleasant afterstorm, Jinwoo suddenly asked as if something had come to mind.

"I've seen you so far, and strangely enough, you either postpone your turn backwards or give it to someone else."

Ferrissa usually chooses her back number by handing it over to her fellow slaves, but once she embraces it, she is more enthusiastic than anyone else to accept her cock.

That's why Jin Woo was so passionate about sex and didn't understand whether to turn his back on his own.

I was going to ask you when I had the chance, but I forgot to remember later because the situation with the two of you was hard to come by.

"It sounds self-indulgent, but I'm smarter than everyone else."

This is the truth that no one can refute.

If Perisha didn't exist, no matter how much Masjid helped, a lot of people would have to stick together to get the job done.

If, by any chance or miracle, he had not gained Ferrissa, he would have struggled so hard because he didn't have enough people to run the jihad.

Almost single-handedly devised a strategy and tactic that leveraged everyone's abilities.

Others are merely adding opinions and improving completeness.

"In that situation, if I gain favor from my master, then others will unite to not lose to me."

She lets Jinwoo speak for a moment, then opens her mouth again.

"This means that your faction will split up like a political plague."

"… oh that……."

"The original faction split starts with a very simple reason. Together, we will naturally evolve into faction fights to win more of your affections, and the progress of Samtaegeuk will likely be challenged by faction fights that want to build a ball with each other."

Perisha explained her assumptions before Jin Woo said anything, followed by an explanation.

"Of course, this may or may not be the case. However, if I yield to others, the chances of faction fights are reduced exponentially. Ycilia and Aki love you the most, but it's your taste, so I can't help it."

"So... you're stepping back on purpose to keep the faction from fighting?"

"Yes. That's why the faction will split apart in order to receive your favor." "

"……."

In other words, Perisha was taking care of things even when Jin Woo couldn't think of.

Not bragging about it or boasting about it, but taking care of it on your own.

"I knew getting you was the best answer! Even if I forced myself on you at that time, the answer was yes!"

The best minds, the sacrificial minds that can sacrifice themselves for order in the organization!

Wow!

Jinwoo embraces her waxy body, confident that getting Perisha was the best choice.

"... you were aware that your master was pushing it."

Perisha still remembers what happened back then.

When he fainted and assisted, saying his job was not to rape.

To be honest, I thought it was too hard, but I think I was aware of it.

"You shouldn't tell others instead."

"Got it! In return, I'll stick you until I can't brace your back today!" "

"W-wait a minute, Master! If you do that, today's work...!"

Tsk, tsk!

"~ ~ ~ ~!!"

Perisha tries to explain that she has a lot of work to do, but Jin Woo grabs her butt first and starts poking her dick.

The anal cavity had sex so badly that it smelled semen, this time the second war against pussy began.

"Ahhh...! I'm the owner...! Rest now... Ahem...!"

She begged me to let her rest, but as her vagina brushed against the vagina, she became more and more groaning.

'I don't know anymore...'

Eventually, the lust that overcame the intelligent brain came to dominate her, and the fever that had barely subsided heated once again.

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"It's a complete mess."

A man in a detective outfit checks the situation around him and sticks out his tongue.

New York Harlem.

In the past, it used to be a maze that couldn't even get into NYPD or the Pentagon, but the bosses of the group that wrinkled the slums when an Asian man slammed into a battlefield turned upside down, and most of the powered men under it died.

At first I thought it was a hoax, but then I became interested in the fact that the NYPD had planted undercover cops in the slums as the first informants.

The NYPD went to Harlem together, asking the Pentagon and a few heroes to cooperate in case things went wrong, and what they found was that not only were the villains filled with hatred for outsiders, but many dead bodies and scared people.

The aftermath of the battle is overwhelming with scars, and blood is just beginning to solidify.

These qualities, which seemed to be opposed to someone, were largely shocked to death by excessive bleeding or torn shocks, as the limbs were torn together by enormous force.

"Khhh... Fuck... Baaal...!"

"Ugh... Week...!"

Some of the detectives clutched their heads and vomited pain or nausea.

They are all psycho-metres who have too little power to be called 'abilities,' and all they can read is the atmosphere of the site and the feelings of the person being killed.

However, it is very helpful to investigate by itself that you can see the mood and emotions of the victim.

For example, if the atmosphere on the site is mild and the emotions of the person who was killed are filled with doubts, it is a way to narrow the death toll that they usually know and do not see themselves as someone who would kill them.

That is why they are suffering in this situation.

By the frenzied carnage unfolding here.

"Son of a bitch... You're crazy...! The bastard who did this is insane...! That son of a bitch is having fun! I was killing people, tearing them apart, having fun!"

Psycho Meters, who were hard to get into the "Talent" specification, all said that the people who did this together were insane, and high-level psycho Meters from the Pentagon were reviewing whether the information they gathered was consistent with the statements of survivors who barely survived the slaughter.

"Who are those bastards? Shit! We want to know more about that! If you know who you are and you've been through this shit, it's less unfair!"

"Those bitches are just crazy. I walked around like I was smiling and laughing while killing people."

"It was a trio. A man, a blond white woman, a black-haired Asian woman. Boys are crazy, but girls on the left and right are always picking on people when they die. Those bastards are devils..."

Survivors made consistent claims.

A trio of men and women. The joy of killing people. It's like a backwalk.

Psycho meth also read the corpse's memories, confirming that the majority of what they said was accurate.

"So, these tribal men and women who invaded Harlem, they laughed and killed people, and the Harlem family members tried to unite, but they all disappeared?"

One of the detectives compiled the information and wrote only important information on the notebook.

"There's so much information, it's hard to organize."

According to the detective, there was too much information left by the tribal men and women who attacked Harlem, making it even more difficult to find important information.

Right now, there are two things they're looking for as a focus.

The first is the ambush, and the second is where the gang members who were wrinkling the Harlem family went.

On one side of the slum, a space the size of a playground disappeared, as if someone was trying to cover their tracks.

Citizens report that something big and heavy has been blown from the sea, but it seems to have something to do with it.

"By the way, I never thought the infamous New York Harlem would be cleaned like this……. Even if I knew it was the world, I don't know."

"I know. In the beginning, I thought it was impossible for us to relax like this in Harlem."

Deputy inspectors and police assisted the detectives did not conceal any confusion about the collapse of the Harlem family at any given moment, and the case became known to New Yorkers and became a subject of conspiracy theories for a while questioning who the three men and women were.

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... is a foreign story.

The Pentagon and NYPD headquarters have already collected a number of information and have secured important testimony.

The heroes of the Pentagon and the top NYPD officers were focusing on whether drugs were on the big screen and whether the skin was a very bad Hispanic man.

He stuttered and testified as if he had been greatly shocked.

- W-we were all on guard at the time... -

= Alert? Why? =

The owner of the second voice is not on the screen, but I think he is an interrogator who is accusing him of seeing the power in his voice.

- Th-those bastards came to Harlem before they came... -

= What are they? =

- I... I don't know. Obviously, the first outsiders were two Caucasian men... The second outsiders were a group of about 20... They offered me a bounty if I caught two outsiders... -

= Bounty? So? =

- Hah... But those two were strong... The bosses were cautious that outsiders might be up to something. But the blind... They came here to catch the Twos. -

The Hispanic man who said that became extremely anxious.

- Th-that's when those bastards came...! That Asian guy... -

= Asian or female? Male? =

- I... am a man! The son of a bitch was expecting the notoriety of the New York Harlem family... and started killing people carrying a bag full of millions of dollars! -

= Other? That's all he said? =

- Y-yeah, fuck! That's it! That's all of it! Do you understand? Hah... I killed people with my purse, expecting Harlem's notoriety! -

= ……. =

Even the interrogator kept his mouth shut as if he had lost his words to a Hispanic man who cried out.

- I... I... I wanted to see him... die by someone, so I kept my distance. It was hard to listen to the conversation instead... -

Hispanic men, unfortunately, were not exceptional.

- I followed him around like that, and I... I found all the bosses gathering to catch him. She... She went there too... -

= And? =

- Then... a second outsider, who was trying to kill the Two-Two-Two-Two, came out. I d-couldn 't listen to the conversation because it was so far away... But the boss and the second outsiders weren't in a hostile mood... -

= What was the power of the Harlem family then? =

- Th-that's a long way away... but you d-know all five bosses, and the Underboss, too, have gathered th-thousand-hundreds of the strongest minds... -

The talents of the infamous Harlem family would have been quite powerful.

There are over a hundred of them?

= Is the trio dead? =

- D-dying...? Those s-demons...? Kiki... Kiki... Kiheeheehee! -

The Hispanic man giggled madly as he let the drugs live before testifying or drooling in his mouth.

-Oh, but the bosses and the second outsider got hit one-sided! A lump of metal... that looks like a human from the sky came down! The Asian bastard was crazy strong, even the women next to him! Unilateral! It was a one-sided fight! Hehehehe!

= ……. =

- Plus, the Asian kid moves, so just die like a bunch of bugs! Th-those bastards died without even resisting! To that one bastard!! -

Either I didn't learn it properly, or I wasn't good at explaining it, or the explanations of Hispanic men were a little difficult to understand.

- The blonde woman crumpled it all up and threw it to the beach after she killed them all! That's it! That's it! Hehehehehehe!

Or maybe he went crazy without coping with the shock, or maybe he went crazy with the drugs.

That concludes the video.

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Oh... so boring...

It's just boring when you're writing...

Then you just have to write, but can a person live on food?

Do you have any games to play?