<h4>Chapter 878: Chapter 878: The Art of Deception in Warfare</h4>


    "Give everything to Che Laojiu!"


    Sister Hong, who was riding on Lin Fan, looked at him in surprise: "How should I give it to him?"


    "Of course, with your body."


    Lin Fan pinched her chin: "Have you forgotten? A woman’s tears are the best weapon. No one can resist such a bloodless bullet, especially someone like Che Laojiu, who walks the Jianghu Road and talks about chivalry and justice. As long as you cry well, he will surely be captivated by you."


    "Last time you made me bleed, and I cried, but howe you didn’t soften your heart?"


    Speaking of tears, Sister Hong immediately recalledst time when Lin Fan used his fingers to tease her honey pot, pacing around the room. That wound caused her a lot of pain, and no matter how she cried, he wouldn’t let go.


    "I’m a schr. Don’t you know that schrs have cruel hearts?"


    Lin Fan flipped over and pressed Sister Hong beneath him, grabbing her legs and relentlessly pounding into that slippery honey pot. The powerful thrusts made her moan continuously: "Schrs... aren’t... supposed... to follow... Confucianism... what you’re doing... doesn’t resemble a schr at all!"


    "Only those who read dead books believe in that. I believe in tough action."


    Lin Fan looked at Sister Hong’s slightly twisted face due to the stimtion with a wicked smile. A woman like her relies on her lower body to climb up. So today she’s with him, tomorrow with someone else. To her, it’s just a means to rise in status.


    "Then... then I still... prefer... you, this living book schr..."


    Sister Hong, striving to raise her hips, gasped deeply. The allure of this Iron Pestle made even a seasoned veteran like her admire. Lin Fan’s treasure’s size and technique were truly formidable.


    "Then should I... wait in the shop... for Che Laojiu... to find me?"


    "Of course not. By then, it would be too passive!"


    Lin Fan kneaded her voluptuous curves, squinting: "Wait until it’s almost dawn, then go directly to Che Laojiu, and tell him you want to devote all your forces to his name, including yourself. That’s how you show sincerity!"


    "Okay... I’ll do whatever you say..."


    Sister Hong, holding Lin Fan’s waist, looked at him with misty eyes: "Anyway, my life and death will be in the hands of County Magistrate Lin. Whatever you ask me to do... I will do!"


    "Speaking of which, I do have something that needs you to do!"


    Lin Fan pped Sister Hong’s buttocks. She immediately flipped over and knelt on the bed. Grabbing her waist, he entered the slippery abyss once more. Only then did Lin Fan speak: "The female high school is having trouble recruiting. They say we’re sending students to be concubines, so you have to help with the recruitment!"


    "You want me... to help recruit... for the female high... What a joke is this?"


    Feeling the impact on her raised butt, Sister Hong looked at Lin Fan in surprise: "The girls on my side are all doing meat work... Sending them to school, wouldn’t it... just confirm the rumors?"


    "Some things need to be fought with poison!"


    Lin Fan pulled Sister Hong’s body up, kneading her plump breasts: "Pick some neers who haven’t gone to sea yet, and tell them that female high is a great opportunity. Not only can they study for free, but they also have more chances to meet wealthy people. Selling a hundred in your ce doesn’tpare to selling to one rich person."


    "Isn’t that essentially... a socialite training ss?"


    Upon hearing this, Sister Hong turned her head in surprise to look at Lin Fan.


    "There are simrities. Since they’re young, once they frequently interact with wealthy people, some will inevitably be hooked up. Since such things are already rumored outside, why not confirm them, letting others know this might be a chance to change their destiny? Even if they can’t sleep with rich people, earning their money is better than working."


    Lin Fan wore a malicious smile. Some things as rumors might spark spection, but once confirmed, some people would rush in recklessly, even knowing there’s only a one percent chance; they’d still crazily push in.


    "Okay... as long as you say so... I’ll do it... Although I can’t promise how many people..."


    Sister Hong couldn’t understand human nature, but she knew men. At this moment, herplete surrender ensured she would not be bullied by Huo Ben. Even if she fell into the hands of that pervert one day, Lin Fan wouldn’t ignore her.


    "No need to promise, just go do it. After all, I have other methods!"


    Lin Fan withdrew the Iron Pestle from her abyss, turning over to lie on the bed. Sister Hong immediately understood and climbed on top.


    "Since I am so obedient, shouldn’t you reward me a little more?"


    "What do you want?"


    Looking at Sister Hong’s seductive demeanor, Lin Fan asked with a smile.


    "I want you... to do me hard... then shoot into me... and when morninges... I’ll have Che Laojiu lick clean for me!"


    Sister Hong bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with a swirling mist.


    "What do you mean by cleaning up?"


    Curiously, Lin Fan looked at Sister Hong, who then leaned down with a wicked smile: "Licking where you’ve been with his mouth, wouldn’t that be even more exciting!"