"Yes, master," Larry Bush nodded like a cold-blooded robot, his eyes vacant as if his soul had been extracted. Still, he held Yvonne firmly in his arms.
"Now put me down, my slave!" Yvonne commanded as her face started to darken.
"Yes, master!" Larry repeated, who immediately let go of Yvonne.
As she stood to her feet, she let out a disdainful snort and slapped him hard across the face with all her might. In an instant, a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and five distinct fingerprints were visible on his cheek.
"You are such a pathetic creature!' Yvonne glared at him with contempt. "How dare you hold me for so long?"
"Sorry, master!" Larry said as his head bowed in submission. "I jus—"
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Before he finished his words, Yvonne gritted her teeth and gave him another hot slap. This time, Larry's face got swollen like a majestic high mountain that commanded attention--a sight that would leave even the most hardened souls astounded.
He spat onto the floor a small mouthful of blood in which two broken yellow teeth were tainted scarlet.
"This is the little price you've paid for ogling beautiful ladies like me," Yvonne sneered. "Now kneel before me!"
Larry, like a living dead without his own will, dropped to his knees on the double, his eyes downcast.
"Now whack yourself in the face until you're told to stop. Understood?"
"Yes, master!" he repeated the same words in a low voice.
The slapping sounds soon filled the room. Though monotonous, they sounded like a powerful, melodious tune to Yvonne's ears. Now, Larry's face was swollen higher, like a puffed balloon that would explode at any minute.
Yet, Yvonne did not give a damn.
Since awakening, she had acquired several different skills, one of which was called Charm, a technique that could allow her to bewitch any men's minds.
Larry was still pounding himself before her.
'Good!' she murmured, her lips curling into a happy smile. Although this was the first time she put it on a man, she was quite pleased with what her Charm Art had done to him.
She knew very well that she could manipulate him for an hour by her technique before it got off him. And during this period, he could do nothing but be at her mercy like a marionette.
Temporarily safe yet wet all over, Yvonne thought it was time to go to the bedroom for a change. In a minute, she was already there.
After taking off the wet bath towel tightly around her, she revealed her skin as smooth as jade. On her back, there was a faint light blue birthmark, which was like a wisp of blue cloud in a clear sky. Or perhaps like a blue lotus that had just weathered the storm.
She was incredibly beautiful indeed.
No wonder Larry Bush had long had evil intentions towards her and was easily influenced by her Charm and controlled by her.
Soon, she slipped into a relatively loose tracksuit. However, if one looked closely, her curvaceous figure was still discernible. She knew she had to be quick since she couldn't help but worry about her older brother in the yard.
'Surely there can't be any issue.' she thought. 'But he hasn't awakened yet. Though Larry Bush's men are a bunch of useless rabble, I have no idea whether he is able to hold his own against them. Anyway, I have to be quick!'
Thinking of that, she dashed back to the bathroom, seeing that Larry Bush was still slapping himself in the face. Seeing that he turned himself into a pig head, Yvonne said with a scornful smile,
"Well done, my salve. I guess you must be a pugilist mastering the legendary Make-My-Face-Beautiful technique since you've punched yourself into a much more handsome man."
After laughing behind her delicate hand for a while, Yvonne added, "That's enough. You can stop now. Let's go outside and show your gorgeous face to your men. I'm sure they'll get a big surprise."
Larry Bush followed her instructions immediately. He stood up and then started to walk to the yard while Yvonne followed him behind.
When they entered the yard, Yvonne was eager to know how her older brother was. He was still surrounded by Larry's men. She let out a relieving sigh when she saw no sign of injury on his face although he was huffing and panting, his neatly combed hair disheveled and his sanguine face pale and gray.
Palpably, his older brother had just had a fight against these people for a while.
"Are you okay, Edward, my dear brother?" she shouted with great concern.
"No worries. See, still one piece," Edward replied at the top of his voice. "And you? I've been worried about you. Where is that bastard, Larry Bush? Didn't the damned guy feel cop of you? You don't know how anxious I was just now. But you know..."
Edward gave her a wry smile. He had always wished he could be a superhero to save the day, a true powerful warrior that had the ability to skin all these bastards alive, but he just couldn't.
He hated himself, resenting that he was not awakened yet, not powerful enough to beat up these muscular guys straight away. All he had done just now was to escape just in time to protect himself from any harm.
"Look, I'm perfectly fine, Edward."
Yvonne gave a light-hearted skip and even did a graceful twirl. Seeing her older brother was unharmed, she was more than happy, reverting to the image of an adorable younger sister.
"You really don't need to fret over me at all." she continued. "I've got more than enough tricks and techniques up my sleeve to hand that blasted lecherous Larry Bush. Don't you catch sight of him?"
Yvonne pursed her lips in the direction of the man beside her. Until that moment did his eyes fall on the person with a face so swollen that the features were completely discernible .
"You mean him?" Edward gasped in disbelief.
"Bingo!" Yvonne snapped her fingers. "Don't you think he is even more handsome than before?"
"Well, Yvonne!" the brother smiled at his sister, "I have to admit he looks different."
Larry Bush's underlings noticed the man now. They were confused. They couldn't figure out why the man donned the same clothes as their big brother.
"Who is the guy? He can't be Larry! How dare he's got dressed like our boss?" fumed the moustached man.
"Hey, Jim, look at the mole on his neck. He is our boss Larry, I'm sure." yelled the man with a deep scar on his face in disbelief.
"Yeah, Henry is right. He is our boss. Oh, my god!"
Larry's men now recognized him. They were astonished at what he looked like now.
"What the hell have you done to our big brother, bitch?" the scar-faced man shouted at Yvonne. "Go get him, bros."
They suddenly left Edward alone, turning toward his sister Yvonne.
"Come on, I'm not afraid of guys." Yvonne sneered. "Your big brother is just a docile ferocious dog to me. Now I'll unleash him to bite you all. It's going to be an exciting game. Let's watch the game together, Edward."
She then got closer to Larry and patted his head gently as if he had been a pet dog. Suddenly, she shot by his ear, 'Take your men down."
"Yes, master!"
Receiving the order, Larry, who had been standing stock-still like a stature, suddenly went berserk. He seemed to have morphed into a cold killer.
Though his face remained cool, he swung hard as he could. He punched his men with ferocious force at the lightning speed, seemingly intent on sending his opponents to hell ruthlessly.
With a resounding bang, his colossal fist came crashing down on the chest of a guy who looked as stocky as an ox. The unfortunate guy spat out a mouthful of blood that sprayed straight onto Larry's puffy face.
"Wake up, bro," the guy said feebly, his hand on his chest, "You've got it wrong. I'm your buddy."
But Larry seemed indifferent and landed another punch on the guy. It looked like the unlucky guy would soon kick the bucket.
"Stop, you'll crash Jim to a pulp, big bro!" his other men hollered.
They had never expected that things would come to such a pass. They all jumped into the fight to rescue the hapless guy named Jim.
"Give them a good thrashing, my little pet pooch!" Yvonne gloated. She folded her arms in front of her chest and said to her brother, "How do you think of the show, brother? Isn't it wonderful?"
Edward nodded with a smile. It was known to him that his sister had long been awakened, yet he had never imagined his sister would possess such a mind-blowing manipulation technique.
'When can I truly be awakened?' he considered, 'When can I have the power to shield her?'
He suddenly grinned and thought his idea was ridiculous.
'She's already a powerhouse. Clearly, she doesn't need my protection at all. It's been her who's been bailing me out all along.'
Looking back at the fight, he discovered it was more exciting. Larry, with a swollen pig-like head, had an explosive combat intent. In no time, he took down all his men with just a few swift moves. Now his men all lay on the ground, groaning in agony.
"Awesome!" Yvonne clapped her hands. "You're my good dog. Since you've done an excellent job, here's a little gift for you. Catch!"
Then, a big bone was thrown to Larry. Edward knew well it was the one he had thrown into the trash bin the day before, but he had no idea when Yvonne picked it up again.
Larry started to crawl toward the bone without any sign of refusal. He probably could stand the insult, but his men could not.
"Don't pick it up. You're not a beast, boss."
"Don't take that insult, big bro, or you'll be a real dog!"
"Damn it! Wake up, Larry!"
But their words could not stop him.
"Pick it up! Pick it up! Larry Dog!" Yvonne raised her voice with a smile.
"No, big bro! You can't do that!"
But it was too late. Larry had already had it in his hand. He even licked it tastily like a real dog.
"Oh no! This humiliation is just like a scarlet letter branded on the face, an indelible mark that will haunt him for a lifetime!" sighed the moustached man, who kept pounding the ground with his hands desperately.
Larry's other men all heaved long sighs as if their world had crumbled, yet they were powerless to change the situation.
Yvonne sauntered towards Larry with a triumphant smile, playfully patting Larry's head.
"My good dog! I've played it enough. Now get lost with your pathetic men!"
Suddenly, a menacing glint flashed in Larry's eyes. Yvonne was so complacent that she did not notice it at all. Edward caught a glimpse of it and immediately realized the vicious look meant great danger to her sister.
"Watch out, sis!" he shouted.
But it happened just too fast. Larry suddenly leapt behind Yvonne and jabbed two fingers straight on her back.