ranslating. It's important to note that the original text contains sexually suggestive content.Ye Fan couldn't help but sit up straight, looking at his nose and heart, thinking to himself that these...Ten Indonesian women with exotic attire, wearing their unique traditional garments, exposed their alluringly bare midriffs, undulating rhythmically together. Their attire, besides revealing their midriffs prominently, left little to the imagination regarding other areas of their bodies, particularly those most favored by admirers like big...

These Indonesian women may not have the same smooth, fair skin as Chinese women, but what they have in abundance makes them surpass most Chinese women. Each one stands tall and proud, their figures on full display, accentuated by their alluring and captivating topless dances. Their exotic charm is undeniable.

I don't know if it was intentional or if the dance itself demanded it, but as they moved and swayed, their massive forms seemed about to burst forth. Everywhere you looked, there were fleshy orbs on display. The fat man drooled, his eyes gleaming, he could only grin foolishly.

While Ye Fan's eyes looked straight through these ten beauties, his gaze was fixed on the woman at the innermost part, a captivating figure.

Although the ten beauties in front were shaking their bodies greatly, revealing beautiful scenery intermittently before Ye Fan's eyes, he could still clearly see through the gaps between them that behind them was a large tea table. On the table, several bottles of wine had already been placed, and in front of the table sat an elegant Indonesian woman.

Intuition told Ye Fan that this adult was the key.

When the fat man was drooling, those ten beautiful women suddenly parted to both sides, creating a path. This revealed the most stunning woman in the middle.

The fat man's eyes lit up when he saw the woman sitting here, she was even more beautiful than those Indonesian women who were dancing with exposed shoulders and backs. He couldn't stop grinning like he had won the lottery.

That woman turned her head and gave Ye Fan and the others a slight smile. The smile was so sweet that it made Fatty's heart bloom with joy. He was completely smitten, his soul already seven points gone, and he couldn't help but walk towards her side.

And Ye Fan's heart was filled with an impulse to rush forward regardless of everything. There seemed to be a voice within him, calling out to him deeply and passionately, and this feeling grew stronger and stronger, becoming increasingly uncontrollable. Ye Fan's feet instinctively wanted to move.

Ye Fan's mind suddenly trembled, he woke up abruptly, he couldn't help but be shocked, his eyes looked at the woman like electricity. Just now, he had actually lost his mind

If he weren't highly skilled and mentally strong, she would have already taken him down.

Thinking back on what just happened, Ye Fan still couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. He had long heard that there was a type of dental surgery in Indonesia that could easily control people's minds and make them hallucinate. He never thought he would encounter it here today.

Ye Fan was suddenly taken aback. He was usually surrounded by all sorts of beautiful women and had long since become immune to their beauty, yet this Indonesian woman could easily entice him with her looks, causing him to lose his composure. It goes without saying that even a lustful little fat man like himself wouldn't be immune.

As expected, Ye Fan saw the fat man walking like a zombie, staring blankly at the woman. His eyes were vacant, as if there was no one in front of him.

Ye Fan snorted coldly and shouted, "Fatty"

Ye Fan's voice wasn't exactly quiet, but Fatty seemed oblivious, still walking forward.

"Fatty" Ye Fan called out again, but it was still the same. He couldn't help but feel his heart sink. The Fatty had actually been caught by her.

That woman saw that Ye Fan could still walk freely, and after seeing through her hypnotic technique, her face was full of surprise. This was her secret technique, and even in Indonesia, there were very few people who could break through her kind of hypnosis.

Therefore, she also attained the title of Assassin King through sorcery.

Now seeing that Ye Fan was actually unharmed, and could even remind the fat man who had been targeted by her, she couldn't help but look at Ye Fan. Her eyes were filled with magic, as if they were about to swallow Ye Fan whole.

As Ye Fan felt the captivating light suddenly shooting out from the woman's eyes, his own eyes narrowed in suspicion. In an instant, the light vanished. Ye Fan's masculine and passionate gaze pierced straight into the woman's soul, causing her to tremble throughout her body. Her mind began to be affected as well.

The fat man was too deep in his intoxication; ordinary calls wouldn't reach him. He had no choice but to use his true qi. Ye Fan took a deep breath, true qi surging within his mouth, and shouted, “Fatty, wake up!”

Ye Fan's full-bodied shout, reverberated in the ears of those present like a giant bell, causing their eardrums to throb in pain.

As that Indonesian woman was still pondering how to deal with Ye Fan, who was both tough and soft, she suddenly heard this domineering voice. Caught off guard, her mind shattered in an instant, a sweetness in her throat, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The fat man only felt a sudden boom like thunder in his ear. He involuntarily shuddered, then stopped walking and turned to Ye Fan, his eyes filled with confusion.

Ye Fan quickly stepped forward and looked at the fat man urgently, "How do you feel"

The fat man said doubtfully, "I don't feel any different. It's just that I seemed to have a sudden dream just now. Is it strange to dream while walking Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

This feeling was strange, something Fatty had never experienced before.

"You've just been bewitched," Ye Fan stated directly.

"What did you say" the fat man exclaimed in surprise.

“It’s the art of攝心,” Ye Fan took a breath. This thing was profound and mysterious, not simply a matter of deep cultivation. It depended on one's mental state. As long as your mind was breached by the opponent, even if your skill far surpassed theirs, you would still be slaughtered.

Upon hearing this, the Fatty's face was full of anger. As a respected figure known as Fat Grandpa, when had he ever been treated like this Even if she were a beauty, it wouldn't be acceptable.

The fat man angrily turned his head to look at the Indonesian woman, only to see her wiping blood from the corner of her mouth. The ten beautiful women around her had already stopped their belly dancing and were all staring at the woman in the middle, their faces full of shock and concern.

Looking at the fat man's angry expression, the Indonesian woman just smiled faintly, seemingly not caring about the fat man's anger at all. She turned her head and whispered something to the ten beautiful women, then watched them continue their dance that evoked endless fantasies.

She just smiled and beckoned to the fat man and Ye Fan, signaling them to come over and made a gesture of invitation. know we do hard work, and we can only earn a little bit each time. Once Mr. Ke got drunk, he would come find us. We never expected that this time he wanted to cheat us out of 10p, then played around...