Five sedans raced along the highway, their tires churning up a series of streaks in the wet asphalt. The hum of their engines echoed through the rainy night.,The person behind me slept peacefully, the car lights were dim, but her complexion was as white as jade, with a rosy tinge on her lips, tempting to be captured. The mole beneath her eye, a black teardrop, was irresistible.,It is said that in the backyard of his villa, there are countless species of poisonous snakes. It's a form of punishment; anyone who offends the Ninth Master will be thrown into the snake pit and left to be fed on by venomous snakes...。