68 The beautiful receptionist 3 .

Entering the vault of medicinal plants.

The man with wrinkles between his eyes and some gray hairs, he found the gigantic room that was surrounded by dozens of glass showcases where hundreds of medicinal plants were grouped.

But there, there was nobody.

"Is not she here?" Murmured the Man, somewhat annoyed at not seeing his wife anywhere;

'Where the damn is my useless wife?'

Upon entering, the man with disgust was about to walk through the place, but suddenly stopped and opened his eyes surprised by what he found on the ground.

"W-w-what?..."

The Man could not believe what he had found on the ground.

Lying on the concrete floor, There was a black bra!

As he approached, the Man lifted the black bra from the floor, but when he looked closely, he could not help but tremble all over his body.

"This-this-this is, is it from Kusume?" The man asked himself in a trembling voice when he saw that the black bra was very similar to the one used by his wife Kusume, and not only the design was similar, but the size of the bra was the same or better said; It was exact to the size of the large breasts of his wife.

"N-no, she would not cheat me ..." He tried to deny the idea, but his voice weakened, while his body could not stop shaking;

"She would not ..."

The man squeezed the black bra firmly between his hands, while anger began to emerge within him.

But then he remembered something, remembered the habit his wife had of putting her name on her underwear.

Quickly, the man began to look inside the black bra and there he saw a small label that said:

° Property of Kusume Ru.

"Dammit!"

The man forcefully hit the ground with his fists full of anger!

"Damn bitch! Damn bitch!," The man cursed his wife fiercely, while he hit the ground and at the same time remembered the happy smile his wife always showed him.

'That bitch, that bitch cheated on me!'

When he imagined his wife being held by another man, while that unknown man raped his wife and made her moan. He could not help but feel a huge rage that seemed to be driving him crazy!

Although Man has long deceived his wife Kusume with prostitutes from the brothel he visits regularly and, therefore, had no right to complain if his wife did the same.

But, how could he not get angry?

He always thought that his wife would always be his, or rather, he saw his wife Kusume as property or object that belongs only to him, and he could have it or throw it away whenever he wanted.

But realizing that she had probably turned him into a cuckold, he could not help but go mad with rage.

"Haaa! Dammit!!"

Rising, the Man ran fiercely and madly from the vault of medicinal plants, going out in search of his wife Kusume.

"Damn it, damn it! ..." Even after a few seconds, you could still hear the screams full of madness that were going away ...

But the Man did not notice, that after he left.

Behind some shelves, there began to be slight movements accompanied by small moans of a woman.

"Mnnnn~…"

There, reclining behind the shelves was Bao Zhang reclining on the floor, with the beautiful receptionist in his arms, while their lips kissed lasciviously, and at the same time, Bao Zhang grabbed the big exposed breasts of the beautiful receptionist with his hands, while he played rubbing her little pink nipples with his fingers. And at the same time, with his right knee, he rubbed the juicy and exposed pussy of the beautiful receptionist. which caused her to let out little moans of pleasure and tides of love juices that moistened his knee.

Smiling, Bao Zhang saw out of the corner of his eye saw the man go out completely mad with rage and he could not help mocking in his mind the husband of this beautiful receptionist in his hands;

"Idiot, you did not manage to satisfy your wife, and now for that, I'll take her for myself"

Turning his gaze to the beautiful mature woman who moaned at the feel of his petting, Bao Zhang could not help feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

The husband of this beautiful mature woman that he had in his hands, has just entered the vault where he was playing with her, but upon finding the bra that he had especially left in sight. The man went mad and left the place, unaware that behind the shelves, he was playing with your wife's body.

'You could have prevented me from raping your wife and making her mine, but unfortunately, now that you were so kind to leave me with your wife, hehehe, I'll enjoy putting my cock in your wife's pussy and giving her the baby, That you could not give her! Hahaha, and I will turn your wife into my woman!'

...

In another side.

A young man with a beautiful face that would make most women envious for having thin eyebrows, porcelain skin, and straight hair. He was sitting inside an elegant room which was adorned with a large number of elegant fans and umbrellas of all types. But although his appearance was outstanding, what stood out the most was the attire of a central disciple that he was wearing.

His name was Dalai Zou, and he was one of the most outstanding central disciples of the Sect, being among the 10 best.

Dalai Zou watched in the distance in the sky, while fanning himself with a fan encrusted with pearls and, at the same time, he whistling a rhythmic and very animated song. But suddenly, he stopped all action and looked back at a man dressed in black who appeared from the shade of the curtain.

"Which is the report?" Dalai Zou asked in a normal tone, as if the sudden appearance of this man was not involved with him.

Crouching with respect, the man dressed in black informed;

"Shadow No. 29; reports that the Elderly have confirmed the date for the operation"

"Oh, so at last those old Elders will be put into action, It was about time they took action," Dalai Zou murmured as he smiled happily and continued; "When will the operation be?"

"Sir, the operation will be carried out during the next incoming tournament, but first they will previously carry out a small investigation operation which will be carried out by the Shadows No° 1, 2, 3 and 9"

Dalai Zou nodded while waving his hand lightly.

*Wind~*

A slight blizzard blew, and the figure of the Shadow had vanished.

He continued fanning himself with the fan, while a happy smile could not help but stand out from his face;

"Soon ... soon they will be here, and finally, I will fulfill my task and I will be able to return and free myself from this cursed and decrepit sect ..." Dalai Zou muttered as he took a plaque from his pocket that showed two eagles growling at each other.