America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

The cat and mouse game lasted until about two in the morning, really making the General Sect Leader ecstatic.

Under the support of powerful physical endurance, there were almost no fish that escaped the net, every catch was accurate. It also led to complaints from many sides, "No way, you're too crazy, you run too fast, we can't shake you off."

"Oh! Dear murderous Mr., you can't punish me, because I can protect myself with my underwear, and also seduce you." Dellins was pressed down on the couch by the General Sect Leader, raising her hands in protest, with her chest being squeezed and deformed.

Just when she wanted to pull out her trump card, she touched around and was directly stunned.

"Shit! I forgot! I had already stripped in the last round of the game. Alright, you can punish me now. Do you want to spank me, turn me into your slave, or make me spin in place while holding my nose?" Dellins turned around and provocatively said.

"What kind of game rule is this?"

Allen Zhang was speechless, looking at the panting Kate, he turned his head towards Amanda, "Are you always like this behind the scenes?"

"Our game rules are like this." Amanda said, "You can choose to make her your puppet, or you can choose to let her go."

"... Do I even need to think about it?"

Allen Zhang decisively gave Dellins a slap.

The other party covered her butt with a scream, turning around to complain, "Dude, you really hit hard."

"Okay, now you are my slave. Whatever I say, you have to do. Go, catch them all." Allen Zhang commanded.

"Okay, master." Dellins had no choice but to follow the instructions, but with her ability, moving so slowly, she was exhausted and couldn't catch anyone. In the end, it was the General Sect Leader himself who settled everything.

"Hanberger, you are really strong!" Dellins gave a thumbs up.

"What should you call me?" Allen Zhang asked.

"Hahaha, this round of the game is already over." Dellins decisively denied that master-servant relationship.

Amanda took out a wine glass and a dice cup, "Next is rolling dice! The loser drinks!"

"I've never lost." Allen Zhang chuckled.

But soon he lost disastrously.

Directly getting repeatedly drunken by several people.

Damn.

...

The next morning.

Allen Zhang woke up from his sleep, feeling like he had drunk two kilograms of counterfeit alcohol, pushing off a mountain that was pressing on him.

He let out a long sigh.

Turning his head, looking at the underwear scattered everywhere, and the glaringly white, shiny balls.

Wow, these are indeed F-cup boobs.

He got up, rubbed his sore shoulders, put on his clothes, went to the washroom to wash up, and then went downstairs to see Amanda making breakfast.

"Hey! Hanberger, how was it playing yesterday?" Amanda greeted enthusiastically.

"Not bad. But I seem to have lost sensation and consciousness, I don't know what happened afterward." The General Sect Leader tried hard to recall the scenes after he got drunk, he seemed to be moving sandbags, quite soft.

Amanda chuckled, "Maybe Dellins and others would be happy to explain it to you."

Allen Zhang sat at the dining table and chatted with her for a while. After waiting a bit, she came over with breakfast.

Then Amanda went upstairs to call everyone for the meal.

Dellins came downstairs disheveled, very sloppily, and completely lacking image, "Hey! Amanda, do you know where my underwear and bra went?"

She turned her head and saw the General Sect Leader at the dining table, paused.

The next second, she cursed with an F-word, covering her chest and ran upstairs.

Watching the bouncing "bunnies," her plump buttocks like ripe honeydew melons, indeed superb.

Allen Zhang also had to marvel that they really knew how to play behind the scenes.

A few minutes later, several people came down, Davis dressed in casual attire, sitting beside somewhat anxiously, wearing glasses and elegantly coughed lightly, "Mr. Jin, I am actually a very conservative person in daily life, not like what you saw. If you think I am promiscuous, it must be because I drank too much!"

"I think there's no need for you to explain anything. After all, we all drank a lot yesterday, it's normal to lose control of our actions." Allen Zhang proactively tried to pacify her with a comforting word, and passed a fried egg to her.

"Then I'm relieved." Dellins gratefully accepted.