Betrayal Unveiled

The bandits froze in their tracks, their sinful intentions towards Li Lanxin and Xiao Mei abruptly interrupted by Ren Jiahui's commanding presence.

"You're making a big mistake," Ren Jiahui's voice was cold and unwavering, his eyes burning with anger. He had walked a treacherous path to infiltrate these bandits, but he hadn't anticipated the depth of their cruelty.

"Mistake? What are you talking about? We didn't know she was the one you talked about," the leader, calculating his next move, decided to continue the charade, feigning ignorance. His eyes darted between Ren Jiahui and the vulnerable girls, searching for any sign of weakness.

"Let her go, now!" Ren Jiahui's voice was sharp, like a blade cutting through the tension in the room.

His anger boiled over as he confronted the bandits. He hadn't anticipated the horrors that awaited him inside, and the guilt of what he had allowed to happen clawed at him. But he knew he had to act, had to protect Xiao Mei, even if it meant betraying his principles.

The bandits, now faced with an unexpected adversary, exchanged uneasy glances. This was not how they had envisioned their night unfolding. Ren Jiahui's presence had turned the tables, and their initial confidence waned.

The leader's refusal sent a clear message - the masquerade was over. They no longer cared about the facade of compliance; they were determined to satisfy their vile desires upon the helpless captives.

"What's the matter, boy? You seemed eager for this just a while ago," one of the bandits jeered.

As Ren Jiahui persisted in his protest, the leader's frustration grew. He taunted Ren Jiahui, offering him the first chance to violate Xiao Mei, a sickening reward for his assistance in baiting the village protectors.

"Well, since you're so eager, why don't you go first? You helped us bring down the protectors, after all."

Ren Jiahui froze, his mind racing. This was not what he had meant when he wanted to make Xiao Mei his. His hesitation was evident.

Seeing Ren Jiahui's hesitation, the leader's cruel smile returned. He forced Ren Jiahui to hurry, threatening that if he didn't, they would take pleasure in the bodies of the women instead.

"Make your choice, or we'll make it for you."

Ren Jiahui was trapped in a nightmare of his own making, forced to confront the consequences of his actions.

Ren Jiahui, his heart pounding in his chest, approached Xiao Mei with slow, deliberate steps. His mind raced, desperately searching for a solution to this nightmarish situation.

He glanced at Xiao Mei, her innocence nearly stripped away by the bandits' rough treatment. He felt a surge of anger and guilt, knowing that he had played a role in bringing her to this horrifying moment. He couldn't bear the thought of what would happen to her if he didn't find a way out.

As he began to undress, Ren Jiahui's thoughts whirled in chaos. This was a desperate gambit, a sickening decision he was making to protect Xiao Mei. He knew that if he followed the bandits' orders, her purity would be lost forever. It was a horrifying sacrifice, but he believed it was the only way to keep the bandits from ravaging her body and soul.

The eyes of the bandits were fixed on him, their lecherous gazes burning into his skin. Some of them chuckled with sadistic glee, revelling in the perverse spectacle unfolding before them. Ren Jiahui felt a deep sense of shame and degradation, but he forced himself to block out their obscene laughter.

He couldn't help but think about the consequences of his actions. Would Xiao Mei ever forgive him for what he was about to do? Would he ever be able to forgive himself? These questions tormented him as he stripped off his clothes, piece by piece until he was left in only his underwear.

Ren Jiahui's mind was a tumultuous storm of conflicting emotions - guilt, shame, anger, and a desperate determination to protect Xiao Mei. He knew that this night would haunt him for the rest of his life, but he was willing to endure it if it meant sparing her from a fate worse than death.

Ren Jiahui, now just inches away from Xiao Mei, could feel the weight of her accusing gaze even before he touched her. He reached out to undo the rag that had been cruelly gagging her, his fingers trembling with a mixture of guilt, shame, and determination.

As the cloth fell from her mouth, a torrent of words spewed forth, laden with hatred and disappointment. Xiao Mei's voice trembled with anger and betrayal as she lashed out at Ren Jiahui. "You... you traitor! I trusted you, and this is what you do to me? You bring these monsters here, and now you're one of them!"

Each word cut into Ren Jiahui like a knife. He couldn't meet her eyes, couldn't bear to see the pain and anger that he had caused. He knew that what he was doing was a vile act of betrayal, and there was no way to justify it. The woman he loved was now looking at him with a mix of contempt and heartbreak.

The bandits, finding sadistic pleasure in this twisted drama, erupted into laughter. Their cruel mirth filled the room, a cacophony of mockery and derision. They revelled in Ren Jiahui's shame and Xiao Mei's anguish, relishing in the power they held over their helpless victims.

Ren Jiahui felt like he was sinking into a bottomless abyss of guilt and self-loathing. He had never imagined that his actions could lead to such a moment of profound betrayal. But he was trapped in a nightmarish scenario with no easy way out, and the weight of his choices bore down on him like a crushing burden.

"I'm so sorry, Xiao Mei. Please forgive me. I never wanted any of this to happen," Ren Jiahui, his voice trembling, whispered to Xiao Mei as he touched her thigh,

"You... you betrayed us, Brother Ren. I trusted you. How could you do this?" Xiao Mei's response was a painful, tearful accusation yet she still called out to him with the word 'brother'.

The bandits, their perverse amusement growing, laughed mockingly.

"Hurry up, lover boy! We don't have all day!" One of them jeered,

"I thought... I thought this was the only way to protect you. I thought I could buy us some time," Ren Jiahui moved to her waist, his movements slow and hesitant. He tried to justify himself.

"You should have never worked with them. We could have faced this together," Xiao Mei's cries of anguish cut through the air, her voice breaking as she replied,

The bandits' taunts grew louder, their patience wearing thin.

"You'd better speed things up, or we'll take matters into our own hands," the leader's voice dripped with malice as he warned,

"I love you, Xiao Mei. I'm so sorry," finally, as Ren Jiahui reached Xiao Mei's face, he couldn't bear to look into her eyes. He knew the depth of his betrayal, and his voice quivered as he muttered.

Xiao Mei's gaze bore into his, a mixture of emotions swirling in her tear-filled eyes. She cried out in pain and desperation, her words a painful reminder of the irreversible damage he had caused.

"Love shouldn't hurt like this, Brother Ren."

The bandits, enjoying the spectacle of Ren Jiahui's torment, urged him on with cruel laughter and vulgar remarks, their sadistic pleasure intensifying with every passing moment.

Ren Jiahui leaned in, his trembling lips inching closer to Xiao Mei's. The room seemed to hold its breath, a tense anticipation hanging in the air. His guilt and despair weighed heavy on him, threatening to suffocate him as he inched closer to the inevitable betrayal of their trust.

But just as his lips were about to touch hers, a sudden, thunderous commotion outside shattered the oppressive silence within the room. The bandits, momentarily stunned by the unexpected disturbance, exchanged bewildered glances, their crude comments and sadistic grins vanishing into uncertainty.

"What's going on out there?" One of the bandits muttered, his voice tinged with unease.

Before anyone could react or investigate, the door to the room swung open with a forceful creak. Standing in the doorway, drenched from head to toe, was Zhang Wei. His eyes, which had been filled with determination, now blazed with righteous fury as they fell upon the helpless Xiao Mei and Auntie Lanxin.

Ren Jiahui recoiled from Xiao Mei, his heart pounding with a strange mixture of relief and dread. The bandits, still recovering from their shock, faced a threat they had not anticipated.

The room crackled with tension as Zhang Wei took a step forward, his presence radiating danger. His every movement seemed calculated and deadly like a panther preparing to strike. The bandits, momentarily caught off guard, fumbled for their weapons, but the suddenness of his entrance had given him a crucial advantage.

Zhang Wei's eyes never left Xiao Mei and Auntie Lanxin. His resolve to protect them burned brighter than ever. He had honed his martial skills to perfection, and now he was ready to unleash them upon those who had dared to threaten the ones he loved.

"I kill you all," Zhang Wei declared, his voice cold and unwavering. The bandits, still recovering from their shock, now faced a threat they had not anticipated.