Carrying Yu Tang, I ran down the corridor, quickly encountering several more groups of people…
I could only marvel at the allure of Ares, the sheer number of people willing to fall for it. It wasn't hard to imagine; the allure of a potent drug with no side effects, or at least seemingly no side effects, and with some appealing effect, was undeniably strong.
"Ahhh!"
Suddenly, several more people rushed out from around the corner. They were all equipped with mechanical arms, wielding short batons crackling with electricity, the high-voltage current hissing.
They had been hiding here, unnoticed for a moment. When the batons swept towards me, in a moment of panic, I twisted my body, my muscles crackling with internal energy, forcefully creating space and barely dodging the attack.
Just then, I suddenly heard Yu Tang let out a soft moan. Her two warm, smooth mounds rubbed intensely against my skin as I moved, a moment of indescribable pleasure washing over me. Her two delicate, elastic, and resilient nipples were the first to be stimulated, hardening against my chest.
Especially with this friction, I could clearly feel her nipples growing larger and harder…
"Ah, ah…!" Perhaps to hide my excitement and embarrassment, I hit them a little harder, silencing the three who had suddenly attacked me, leaving them writhing on the ground like snakes.
As we continued walking, I felt Yu Tang's breath grow increasingly hot, her jade-like hands and snowy legs tightening their embrace, especially her legs intertwined and her chest pressed against mine. The constant friction and rubbing between them as we ran and walked created an alluring scent, a mixture of her fragrance and sweat, a blend of orchid and musk with a slightly sweet and sour aroma. Even with my best efforts to suppress it, my penis couldn't help but become erect, forming a small, pointed tent.
Her body, originally as smooth and cool as a snake, grew increasingly hot with the close friction. The sweat-drenched, sticky touch made her skin even more sensitive, an indescribable, intoxicating pleasure.
Worse still, as Yu Tang's body swayed and lowered, the tent of my erection pressed directly against her parted hips. My glans felt a soft, slippery sensation, as if I were forcing open a closed crevice. Yu Tang would occasionally moan softly in my ear, "Mmm~," "Ah~," accompanied by a wet, sticky sensation seeping through my pants. I couldn't understand where I was pressing against.
My blood boiled, my heart ached, but mostly I felt embarrassed. After all, Yu Tang was like a younger sister to me; I never dreamed I'd have such intimate contact with her.
Fortunately, this embarrassment eased when we finally reached the tailgate. As I opened it, a beam of light suddenly shone brightly, followed by a clear horn blast.
When I squinted, I saw it was the very motorcycle I had just ridden up!
"Why is it here?"
A soft laugh came from Yu Tang beside me. "Brother, I summoned it using my bracelet. That's the most expensive feature of this car... Let's hurry up and get on, or they'll chase us again."
I nodded, a touch of feeling of mixed emotions, including admiration and awe in my heart.
In the decade following the emergence of superhumans, technology seemed to have returned to an era of explosive growth. Many technological bottlenecks that had long plagued humanity were broken through: fusion power generation, battery miniaturization, high-energy...
And autonomous driving technology was definitely one of them.
After getting on the motorcycle, Yu Tang turned her head and said, "Activate high-performance mode and get out of here immediately."
The ambient lights on the motorcycle suddenly changed from blue to red, followed by an electronic voice reminding me, "Please hold on tight."
Then two auxiliary wheels popped out from the sides of the motorcycle, automatically reversing and aligning the front of the motorcycle with the alley. Then the auxiliary wheels folded back, the engine roared, and the entire massive ordinary car shot off like a gust of wind.
...
Hearing the roar of engines, a young man wearing headphones stopped in his tracks. The next moment, his eyes widened in shock as he saw a motorcycle speeding out of the alleyway, carrying a man and a girl—not unusual in itself.
But their posture and clothing were bizarre!
The girl and man were sharing a T-shirt, seemingly naked. Her perfectly round, white buttocks were positioned between the man's lap and the gas tank cap, her breasts appearing even more prominent. Her long, bare, white legs were wrapped around the man's waist like a jade-carved belt, secured by delicate, adorable feet.
After the motorcycle sped away, the young man stood frozen, the surreal scene lingering in his mind, especially that perfectly round, moon-like bottom...
The night breeze blew by, and the street was filled with dazzling neon lights and 3D projections, a kaleidoscope of colors and shapes. I breathed a slight sigh of relief. After being injured in the strait, my true energy was reduced to almost nothing. I was only holding on thanks to my martial arts foundation. However, even at the Transformation Realm, one isn't immune to gunfire and ammunition. Moreover, I also had to protect Yu Tang from harm. Therefore, what seemed like a nonchalant situation was actually extremely dangerous.
Fortunately, none of those gang members had ever served in the military. They'd probably never fired a gun in their lives, so they were like children wielding weapons, posing little threat to strong adults.
If even a few of them had military experience, I probably wouldn't be so relaxed. That's why I can finally relax…
In any case, they shouldn't be chasing us. Otherwise, would they just randomly fire guns in the street, using infrared-guided missiles and other such powerful weapons? Do they think the police force is made of clay?
But perhaps it was a case of what I feared coming true, for suddenly the roar of engines filled the air. Yu Tang, her head buried in my shoulder, exclaimed, "Brother...they're coming!"
I quickly glanced in the rearview mirror and saw a dense cluster of flashing headlights. A quick scan revealed at least a dozen motorcycles following behind. What startled me was that each motorcycle had a person on it, armed with guns. One of the riders was carrying a long, cylindrical object, which made me frown instantly.
I was naturally very familiar with this kind of thing. One look was enough for me to know without a doubt that it was an infrared-guided missile specifically designed to target superhumans.
Moreover, this model was probably quite new, meaning its locking capabilities were superior. For a gang to possess such a weapon was simply appalling!
It was only around eight o'clock at night. Even in the suburbs, there were still quite a few people around. Seeing this display of force, they were naturally terrified, screams erupting everywhere.
At this point, I'd even stopped feeling angry. Their actions were simply too brazen; it was astonishing, reminiscent of the Shentan gangs of over a century ago. But back then, gangs were able to act so brazenly only through collusion with their superiors. What allowed this "Axe Gang" to act this way?
Anyone who dares to swagger through the streets wielding weapons, even missiles, is either insane, a fool, or has some other powerful backing.
The thought of one possibility made me frown, but I preferred to believe that these drug-addicted gang members were simply too arrogant—just plain crazy fools.
If that's the case…
The police should arrive soon, so I just need to circle the streets a few times. I should try to avoid fighting; there are too many pedestrians on the street, and avoiding accidental injury has become one of my principles.
Fortunately, Yu Tang's motorcycle's autopilot function was quite good, especially after the radar detected pursuers behind her. It automatically switched to escape mode, occasionally using its high horsepower to surge onto overpasses or nimbly weave through pedestrian crossings, astonishing onlookers.
Soon, the pursuers were falling behind, the gap widening significantly.
However, what puzzled me was that, even after five or six minutes, no sirens had sounded, casting a shadow of unease over me.
I really didn't want to see the efforts of the Extraordinary Front go to waste…
Just then, I felt a shiver run down my spine, and my hair stood on end—this was the danger perception granted by the "Pearl Clears the Dust" martial arts state of mind. It meant someone behind me had a gun aimed at me and locked onto me, and no matter how the vehicle swayed or changed position, it remained a constant threat.