与各种老妇作爱视频

The passageway in the cage was low and narrow, with artificial rock on both sides. As Li frantically fled for his life, he carelessly slammed headfirst into a rock, screaming in agony as he tumbled to the ground.

"Stop yelling and keep running!" Suming turned and helped Li up with one hand while frantically waving the other to drive the bees away.

"Thank you, thank you…" Li stumbled to his feet and followed, running in a stumbling manner. He had been stung several times, and even his voice sounded out of tune.

Having finally run out from Xiongshan, the bees were still closely following behind. Mr. Peng shouted, "Spread out and run towards less crowded areas!"

Immediately, the people scattered in different directions, and the swarm of bees behind them also split into several groups, each pursuing their targets.

The swarm chasing Suming was the largest, comprising well over half of all the bees.

"Su, be careful!" Mr. Peng sensed something wrong and bellowed at Suming, turning around with the extinguished bamboo pole in hand, ready to come to Suming\'s \'rescue\'.

"I\'m young and can run fast, I\'ll be fine!" Suming didn\'t look back and kept running forward, shaking the half piece of the beehive he held in his hand as he went.

In the blink of an eye, the large swarm seemed truly attracted by the beehive in Suming\'s hand, all changing course to chase after him. Suming sprinted ahead for his life and soon vanished from sight, while Mr. Peng and the other keepers finally escaped danger.

Li swung his hands, driving away the last few bees around him, and took off his headgear. His eyes were red and swollen – it was unclear if it was from being moved or from the stings – but tears flowed copiously.

"Mr. Su is such a good person!"

…

Suming had no intention of sacrificing himself for others. His spiritual power worked very well on these mindless creatures, like casting a net, controlling a vast group at once. Under his control, the bees couldn\'t sting him, so he simply decided to do a good deed effortlessly, helping the others out.

"Make way, make way, the bees are coming, I won\'t be responsible if they sting you!"

Suming was surrounded by bees, as if enveloped in a cloud of black mist, which was quite eerie. While running, he waved his hands and shouted, as bystanders at the roadside, witnessing the scene, scattered like they were avoiding the plague, and took out their phones to capture this rare sight.

"Hey, isn\'t that the guy who raises the fortune cats?" Someone recognized Suming. It seemed that his fame had risen since appearing on TV; he could still be recognized even dressed like a biochemical warrior.

"Could it be that the zoo has added a new performance? A bee stinging act?" someone curiously remarked.

"Are you crazy, playing with death…" said the previous person, disbelieving.

Suming ignored these comments, leading the bees towards less populated areas, while pondering to himself that returning to the waterside pavilion was not an option now. Although the bees wouldn\'t sting him, he couldn\'t possibly stay in the pavilion all day controlling the bees, lest they end up stinging visitors or the cats and dogs, which wouldn\'t be good.

The same logic applied to the rest of the zoo; it was off-limits as well.

Bees were not pests, and since he had them under control, there was no need to kill them. Suming simply ran toward the back mountain, guiding the bees back there to make their homes—perhaps they might even produce some honey for him to enjoy.

He soon arrived at the zoo\'s enclosure wall, where the Monkey King had escaped last time. The wall was over three meters high, but Suming didn\'t seem to struggle at all. With a sprint, he deftly grabbed a tree branch and scurried up to the top of the wall. With a leap, he vanished over the other side.

The back mountain was sparsely populated, so Suming didn\'t need to maintain the appearance of \'fleeing for his life\' anymore. He slowed his pace and strolled leisurely toward the deep forest, allowing the swarm of bees to flit around him.

At first, the bees followed behind Suming, but after more than half an hour, the swarm suddenly accelerated, flying ahead and burrowing into the deep forest with familiarity—almost as if they were guiding Suming.

Through the connection of spiritual power, Suming could sense that the bees were very familiar with this place, and even felt a sense of attachment.

"Is the place up ahead your original home?" Suming became curious.

Bees were of low intelligence and could not accurately communicate any information to Suming; they just kept flying determinedly in a certain direction.

Suming found a sugarcane-thick tree branch, kicked it until it broke, and held it as a weapon, maintaining a small distance from the bees as he followed them at a steady pace.

After walking for almost another hour, the bees finally stopped, buzzing outside a small grove, yet not daring to fly into the woods. They also conveyed a sense of fear, as though there was something frightening within those trees.

"Come on, you were brave enough to sting me, weren\'t you? You weren\'t afraid of people, what are you afraid of now?"

That\'s what Suming said aloud, but he heightened his vigilance internally. Nature is magical, and many animals have natural predators; even the mightiest elephants can be killed by small mice. The bees might not be afraid of people, but that didn\'t mean they weren\'t afraid of other animals.

He clenched the tree branch tightly and crawled onto a rock, looking down into the woods from a vantage point.

The back mountain was filled with trees and rocks, and the forest in front of him was no different, except for lusher vegetation. Beyond the trees, the ground was covered with wild grass and flowers about half a foot tall. At a glance, he saw no dangerous creatures.

"I hereby appoint you the role of scouts..."

Suming attempted to control a few bees, wanting them to scout inside the woods, but the normally obedient bees showed signs of resistance, clearly reluctant to enter the forest.

Suming\'s spiritual power was not something a few small bees could resist; though they were unwilling, they obediently flew into the forest under Suming\'s firm command, scattering in all directions.

Not even a minute passed before one spiritual connection suddenly snapped!

Two flying creatures that closely resembled bees, but were noticeably larger and covered in gray-brown, appeared in the forest, stabbing one of the scout bees with the stingers on their tails.

The scout bee instantly lost its ability to resist, and the two creatures immediately opened their large mouths, their mandibles slicing like scythes, and bit the scout bee in half. They then began to devour it with relish.

"So, it\'s wasps! No wonder the bees had been chased away!" Realization dawned on Suming as he witnessed the scene.