[Men's Biographies] (04-06) Author: whitesheep12

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Chapter 4.

The July sun was scorching, enough to dry a person into a dried-up shell. Business at the hair salon, lacking air conditioning, was naturally
affected, with far fewer customers than before. Brother Qiang specially bought a batch of air conditioners, but that
required renovations. So recently, I've been quite bored, with nothing to do. But no work means no
income, and my two underlings, along with those money-grubbing prostitutes, would all starve. Brother Qiang's idea was that we
had to manage our own businesses well.

As expected of Brother Qiang, he's a complete hands-off manager, leaving me, the one who has to do the work, to suffer. We don't even have any land left
, so we have to make do with sharing a room that's less than 100 square meters. To put it mildly, there's only a wooden board separating the rooms, and each of us
has a single bed. It's not that I'm stingy or unwilling to contribute, it's just that I spend money like these women, always acting
like a big shot , obsessed with saving face
even at the cost of suffering. As a result, we're all dirt poor, and we have to rely on Brother Qiang's connections to rent this run-down place. The only good thing about it is that there's air conditioning. Without air conditioning in the summer, life would be
unbearable .

There's another advantage to living there: if a man has needs, he can ask the women, and if they're merciful,
they might even become diligent workhorses, tilling up the already overworked land.
I've seen plenty of exciting scenes unsuitable for children. Three men and eight women living in one room, in such a cramped space, everyone
knows , and as for me, I'm just a hypocrite who claims to be chaste. I can't help it;
on one hand, I despise these prostitutes, but on the other hand, I have to feed them. My life depends entirely on
them .

They're incredibly promiscuous; sometimes just a few
women aren't even appetizers, just snacks they can swallow in one bite.

Although I'm nominally their older brother, I'm physically weak and lack strength,
making it difficult to gain the respect of Ali and Aqi. This is my predicament; I need to find a way to make them genuinely follow
me, instead of just feigning enthusiasm while harboring ulterior motives.

During this time, I went to the gym frequently to work on my physique. Health is the foundation of everything; in case of
trouble, you're the only one who can truly help yourself. If I were strong enough to block Zhou Bin's beer bottle,
I might not have ended up with a smashed head.

The city is developing rapidly, the population is increasing, and business is fiercely competitive. Among many gyms
, I chose Sunshine Fitness Club, drawn by an irresistible allure:
plenty of beautiful women, most of whom are quite open and have extensive sexual experience.

Just for that reason alone, some male beasts would break down the threshold to squeeze in. As for me, of course, I used
Brother Qiang's connections to pull some strings and get a Gold VIP card. Normally, it would cost
tens of thousands to get this card, which is really outrageous. Brother Qiang said it would cost a few thousand dollars, and the boss there was all smiles and happily processed it for me. I have to
admire Brother Qiang's connections; he's got real influence. People who know him are willing to give him face. Of course, I'm also
a bit of a bully because of him. But I'm still very self-aware. I can't live off this forever.
One day, I'll show Brother Qiang that his judgment was right. I hope that in the future, someone like me can become an
eagle soaring in the sky.

At the Sunshine Fitness Club, I secretly used my meager savings to hook up with a
female yoga instructor. As expected of a yoga practitioner, her aura was simply amazing. Her snow-white face was like
a blooming white lotus, pure white with a dazzling light that made my predatory gaze unable to open.

And her figure—a perfect S-curve, her pert buttocks the most perfect I'd ever seen. Her breasts
weren't as large as I'd imagined, but they were round, firm, and perky. Compared to those
ridiculously large breasts, I preferred hers.

Breasts like that are rare and precious. Even as women age, breasts don't just sag, while
excessively large breasts tend to sag much earlier—something most men know.

After a few encounters, through my purposeful interactions, we developed a friendship
. That meant I now had an opportunity to make my move on her.

In other words, she's considerably older than me and has far more life experience.
She could probably see right through my intention to pursue her. However, she's probably used to those intense gazes, so she
's less . Most importantly, she doesn't think she could possibly influence someone's mind to like her!
Everyone appreciates beauty, and actually, she's happier than those who admire her.
Doesn't that directly tell her she's a charming woman?

She has a lovely name, and she lives up to it: Li Meimei. It's kind of funny, actually. I
usually call her Amei, so it doesn't feel too formal.

In the gym, I was sweating it out, doing the yoga poses Amei taught me. For a
grown man like me, these poses were actually quite difficult; I could only manage half the simpler
ones. Yoga requires a certain level of flexibility, and I was
someone who didn't meet that requirement. My posture was stiff, and my legs couldn't stretch. I could only make do, and frankly, my real intention wasn't
yoga !

Picking up girls was my real goal, and Amei was my target. However, she was the center of attention here,
with countless suitors, but even more people were rejected by her. So, not many people actually got to interact with her
, and I was one of those who stubbornly persisted. I admire my own
tenacity , but I also know that I've always been a man of my word; once I set a goal,
I'm determined to achieve it.

My muscles have become much more defined after my workouts; you can no longer see my previous skinny, scrawny appearance.
If I put on a stern face, I doubt many people would want to mess with me.

Exercising really boosts a person's confidence and presence; I'm a prime example. With my
bulging muscles, several women at the gym have given me flirty looks or exchanged contact information.
The purpose of those calling my number was obvious; sex was part of their lives. They were just using me as
a sex slave, but I didn't see it that way. If they wanted me to be their sex slave, I'd need to be pretty—no way!
My target was Amei. All you bastards, get out of my way! I'm a man of one heart!

Late at night, most of the people at the Sunshine Fitness Club had left, with only a few
offices lit. That night, I habitually went to Amei's office, but strangely,
she wasn't there.

I wore a disappointed expression. I'd been pursuing Amei for almost a month, and she was always
lukewarm towards me. My enthusiasm was being met with indifference; after a while, even the best enthusiasm would cool.

But once I'd decided to do something, I wouldn't give up. Getting her into bed was something I
was determined to achieve . I often thought to myself, "Who can blame me? She's the woman who haunts my dreams!"
The moment I saw her, I was fixated on her body. Once I set my sights on someone, there's no escape.

Disappointed at not seeing Amei, I turned my attention to the other lit offices. Those
offices were frequent haunts of passionate encounters between men and women. I'd overheard them countless times, and it was absolutely true.
I'd even vaguely glimpsed those blurry black figures writhing through the windows—a kind of violent aesthetic
beauty, given that the men were all muscular and the women had amazing figures.

This time, I arrived at the door of a brightly lit office and heard a familiar voice. Actually, I
didn't know many people here, but Amei happened to be my most closely watched target. I knew her inside and out, so I
couldn't . I actually heard her moaning: "Ah...oh...so good...so comfortable...oh...ah..."

I was extremely shocked because she always acted like an ice queen when she worked here.
I never expected her to be such a promiscuous woman. It seems I misjudged her this time. I even paid special attention to her.
She's just a slut who needs to be fucked, yet she managed to manipulate me for so long?

This increased my resentment towards her. A slut is a slut. She likes to act like a lady in front of others,
but behind closed doors, she's being fucked and screaming like a bitch.

Now that I was certain Amei was being fucked inside, I couldn't just stand by and watch. I had to
see the whole scene clearly so I could see what kind of woman she was.

I mustered my courage and turned the knob on the office door. With a "click," the moment the door opened, I was met with
a scene of epic proportions. The spectacle was strangely similar to where I currently lived!

How so? Amei was engaged in lewd acts with a group of men. The scene was so gruesome
it would leave anyone speechless.

One woman, six men. Four men were holding Amei's limbs in the air, one on each arm, while another
was thrusting into her vagina. A third man was slapping her face with his genitals. In short, all six
men had clearly defined roles, each doing their own thing. Amei looked like she was being
violated beyond repair, letting out loud screams every now and then.

The more I listened to that moan, the more lewd it became. Indeed, first impressions and appearances are deceiving. The real
Amei was the Amei I was seeing now, completely at their mercy, like a piece of meat on a chopping board, being devoured by six
men . They were wantonly enjoying her body, while my heart was bleeding. Amei, that
incredibly charming woman, how could she be being ravaged by those filthy men?

They were so busy with their own affairs that they didn't even notice me. They were doing
their thing, and I was just watching—it was all separate. But I couldn't stand it. I thought, since they were all having sex with her,
I might as well join in. One more or one less wouldn't make a difference, since there were already enough of them
. In

a fit of anger, I shuffled towards them. Luckily, I bumped into them—a stroke of good fortune! I deliberately stomped my feet loudly, the clattering of my footsteps quickly attracting their attention. Upon closer inspection, I realized the man ravaging Amei was Uncle Da, the owner of the Sunshine Fitness Club. He was on the same level as Brother Qiang, so I naturally had to give him a way out. Although I was a little flustered inside, I had to pretend to be calm. I smiled and said, "Uncle Da, I'm sorry to bother you while you're working. I just happened to be passing by..." Before I could explain further, Uncle Da raised his hand to stop me. His face was menacing: "It's you? A-Mao, what brings you here so late?" I scratched my head awkwardly and said, "I... I actually came to see Amei..." A cold glint flashed in Uncle Da's eyes as he coldly said, "What? Are you interested in my plaything?" I hurriedly waved my hands and said, "No... no... she's yours... how could I dare... to... to... lay a hand on her?" I continued, "If I had known she was yours, I would never have dared to have any improper thoughts about her!" Knowing I was wrong, I had no choice but to admit defeat. Uncle Da pulled his penis out of Amei's body, and white liquid , dripping onto the ground. Uncle Da clapped his hands and ordered, "Put Amei down and feed her!" The other five men saluted and then began to masturbate in front of Amei. Uncle Da slowly walked to my side, patted my shoulder, and lewdly said, "Hehe, idiot, a woman like is not something a man can handle. Since you're here, I'll let you see the show." I remained silent. The woman I had longed for was being played with by several men in front of me, and my heart ached inexplicably . At that moment, I had a new understanding of myself: I lacked strength! I lacked ability! The women I set my sights on would ultimately fall into other people's hands. Whether it was Ajiao or Amei, it was all due . It seems that before I'm fully grown, it's not suitable for me to find a woman to have a relationship with. Beautiful women are like radiant pearls, sought after by most men, and I'm one of them. But my part seems too insignificant, almost dispensable. After masturbating for a while, the men sprayed their semen onto Amei, "plop," "plop," shooting from their erect, filthy penises onto her face—a blatant facial ejaculation!

Five men finished in one go, and the amount was quite substantial. Amei was so drenched in semen that she could barely open her eyes.

Uncle Da stood there and said to me, "Surprised? These men's ejaculation volume... they took sperm-enhancing pills! The amount of semen stored in their
testicles is twice that of an average person!"

I hissed and said, "That exaggerated?"

Uncle Da proudly said, "Of course! How much money can you make from working out? We figure out our own ways to make money.
Sperm-enhancing pills are a golden goose. Ama, what, interested in joining me?"

My heart immediately skipped a beat. Was he trying to curry favor with me, planning to bribe me?

Seeing my calm expression, without batting an eye, he frowned and said, "I'm asking you a question. What's the matter?"

I closed my eyes and frowned, saying, "I don't want to be a fence-sitter. Brother
Qiang has , like a second parent. You want me to betray him and follow you? You're forcing me to be a treacherous villain!"

"Villain! Villain!" Uncle Da's face twisted into a ferocious grin. He said menacingly, "Everyone starts from
humble , no one is an exception. On this path, no one is ever truly superior. Everyone needs to
pave their way through bloodshed, no one is an exception!"

I felt immense pressure from his imposing aura, and beads of sweat involuntarily trickled down my forehead.

Seeing that I didn't respond, Uncle Da's anger flared even more. He glared at me and said, "I'll double
the benefits , how about that?"

Double the benefits—it would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted. Actually, after I was shot in the head, Brother Qiang was quite disappointed in me. He had also taken control of my
finances , and life was tough without money. Even my subordinates were very
dissatisfied with me. They started to suspect that I was pocketing Brother Qiang's money for myself, and I had nothing to say.
If erupted, Brother Qiang would only blame me for not disciplining him properly and would become disdainful of my abilities. Therefore, I had to
suffer in silence.

I calmly said, "You say double, so what? What if you go back on your word later? Who am I supposed to ask for it from?"

I wanted to see Uncle Da's purpose. I hadn't met him often, only a few times. He remembered me because
Brother Qiang had introduced me to Uncle Da the first time we were here.

Uncle Da pointed at Amei, who was enjoying a bath of semen on the ground, and coaxed her, "With me, it's not just about money,
there are also plenty of beautiful women. In this club, as long as you like her, I can get her for you and make her
your personal pet?"

What a generous offer! He even dares to give me his own personal plaything. But I'm not that stupid.
If I take Amei, wouldn't that be like planting Uncle Da's pawn next to me?

A time bomb, who would want that? Anyway, I wouldn't dare to take her, mainly because I know too
little , and I know nothing about his character.

I swallowed hard and forced a smile, saying, "A woman as beautiful as Amei is probably beyond my reach. I
doubt most people could satisfy her needs."

Uncle Da laughed heartily, "Kid, you have good taste. She's been fed with my semen. The semen of these five men
is her only food. Now she can't eat anything else but semen. She's
one of my outstanding works of art, arguably my greatest masterpiece."

Uncle Da's boasting disgusted me. He had actually tamed a beautiful, flesh-and-blood woman into a
perverted woman who ate only semen. I saw the perverted Amei before me, merely to satisfy his
desires. The perverse pleasures of the powerful make the inferior suffer. This is what the world means by
never being fair.

I knew Uncle Da would force me to give in, so I readily told him, "I can be your woman,
but ... Amei is mine. After all, she's a woman I once cherished. I wouldn't say I was deeply in love, but at least let her
leave a trace of beauty in my heart, okay?"

Uncle Da's eyes widened, veins bulging, and he said authoritatively, "Good lad, you've got quite the appetite. No wonder
Liao Qiang has his eye on you. But I like her, so... Amei is yours. However, I'm reluctantly
parting with her. Since you're giving her to you, you'll have to take care of her daily needs, hehehehe..."

As he laughed, he slipped a note into my hand. I didn't bother to read it and just stuffed it into
my pocket.

I cursed him inwardly, "You wretched old man, ugly and wicked, a disgusting monster!"

The five men took turns exchanging pleasantries with Amei, and she received all their semen, swallowing it whole.
Her expression as she swallowed it was extremely satisfied, as if the semen was a delicious lunch.

There were still traces of semen at her feet. She wouldn't waste a single drop; she bent down
and licked the semen off the ground, laughing as she did so.

I was stunned. Amei had truly been tamed into a pervert who loved eating semen!

I felt a pang of depression, but mostly a deep sadness. Uncle Da's inhumane treatment of people had seeped into my heart. I
could never work for such a despicable and shameless person. My life
would n't be enough for him; I might end up as shark food someday.

I struggled to Amei's side, took off my shirt, and gave it to her. Now that I had taken her from
Uncle , I was naturally Amei's master. I had to take her away immediately. This
was a woman who had endured unbearable suffering; rescuing her would make me feel much better.

Under the watchful eyes of Uncle Da and the five men, I carried Amei out of the office, silently vowing
to rescue her from her misery.

Chapter Five. The arrival of Amei, a woman I met while selling medicine

, brought a ray of light to my life, but also added to my troubles. Now I'm
inseparable from her every day. To prevent her from developing a semen-consuming disorder, I tied her very tightly with a thick rope,
and then tied that rope around my waist. This way, she has to follow me wherever I go. Of course,
she's not my dog; sometimes I ask her where she wants to go and then take her there.

It seems that since I became Amei's owner, she's been sadder rather than happy! She still can't eat
anything other than semen, and I can't handle her need for it alone. Every day I have to ask my two younger brothers, Ali and Aqi
, for some. Of course, they're happy to give Amei their own essence. I
told them everything about Amei, and both brothers are very emotional. After hearing my story, they both cried their eyes out.
I felt embarrassed for misunderstanding them before; they seem like very simple, innocent young men.
People who wear their emotions on their sleeves don't hide them, and dealing with them is a piece of cake for me.

A month passed quickly. Uncle Da contacted me by phone, each call shrouded in mystery, and the conversations
were always kept under three minutes. I had no idea what he was up to; he was completely playing me for fools.

During this time, I asked him about Zhou Bin, the dark-skinned, thin man, but Uncle Da said he didn't know much. Brother Qiang didn't want to talk about it. It
seemed unlikely that I would get back Ajiao. I hated Zhou Bin to the core. He was just a
roadblock who had ruined the woman I had gotten my hands on, and I didn't even know if she was alive or dead. I had
cursed , wishing that his children would be born without an anus.

Now a group of us live in a tiny room of less than 100 square meters. Amei and I share a room, and we publicly claim
to be a couple, so we don't need to hide our intimate moments. However, a month
has passed, and I haven't initiated sex with Amei even once. Of course, she wouldn't be so shameless as to offer her vagina to me
; she only licks my penis when she's hungry, mostly in the morning and at night, when I'm usually asleep. It's easy for her to suck out my semen. With this semen-sucking woman around, my life isn't so easy anymore. They say having sex once a day is like living in paradise, but I'm doing it two or three times a day, just verbally. Amei really treats me like a milk cow; no matter how powerful my penis is, it can't withstand her excessive demands! In desperation, I had no choice but to shut her up. While verbal sparring is enjoyable, too much of it every day would eventually damage even the health of a goddess. My well-built physique is starting to feel thinner after all this. We're starving, and Amei wants semen, which I can't afford. Damn . I might as well go all the way and let her become a "cave girl" once the hair salon is renovated. The term "cave girl" is a euphemism for someone who sells words but not sex. The biggest advantage is that no one knows what the woman looks like. The customer simply rolls up some money in their genitals and inserts it into a hole in the wall. The woman inside will provide services equal to the price of the money: fifty for a handjob, one hundred for oral sex. The service ends after the man ejaculates. If more services are needed, additional money is required. Since getting a man to ejaculate is extremely simple and quick, the cave girl business is actually more lucrative. She can earn 200 yuan in just a few minutes, but the actual amount depends on the number of customers. In short, she earns at least two or three times more in a day than someone who sells sex ! In August, unless you're under air conditioning, your whole body becomes sticky and uncomfortable after a few minutes. This weather can be unbearable; it makes you want to scream. Amei, Ali, Aqi, and several other prostitutes moved back to the hair salon. We specially made a small room for Amei, a "cave girl" room. Except for the side against the wall, the other three sides of this room had several holes drilled in them for the genitals to pass through. Customers could simply insert their penises (with money in them) and experience ecstasy. I was very satisfied with Amei's oral skills; her proficiency was, of course, at a level of perfection! Anyone who could endure three minutes being sucked by her was considered a tough guy. I've been training for so long and can only barely last about two minutes—I'm truly ashamed. Amei 's tongue was like it was electrified; as she sucked and rolled, her tongue rolled, and my semen was delivered into her mouth. Amei was very happy with the work I gave her; she was no longer afraid of going hungry, and being able to eat was a blessing for her. Recently, due to my severe lack of semen supply, she's been feeling unwell and listless. We publicly claimed to be a couple, but there was always a barrier between us. She was happy to sleep in the same bed , but whenever I thought about Amei being surrounded by a group of people and Uncle Da taking advantage of her , I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, and my little brother just wouldn't get hard! It was like I was sick ; I couldn't get an erection even when facing the incredibly alluring Amei, whose body was brimming with temptation. I felt like crying. It seems that Amei becoming a semen fanatic had a huge impact on me, causing psychological damage. Otherwise, why would I be so listless? It must be a mental illness causing the trouble. Physical illnesses can be treated with medicine, but mental illnesses require mental medicine. Thankfully, the hair salon reopened. With air conditioning, summer is perfect. The customers are practically lining up . The only downside is the space isn't big enough; a small temple can't hold a big Buddha. I'm even thinking of renting the shop next door to expand my salon! More customers mean more money, and nobody refuses more money. These days, everything costs money, so it's no wonder prostitutes make money . At least it's a profession, and arguably the laziest way to live. Whether you choose to be a prostitute or are forced into it, what difference does it really make? It's shameless. If acquaintances find out, you'll be humiliated and unable to face anyone. Being a prostitute is ultimately degrading the body your parents gave you to please strangers you've never even met! When I developed psychological problems, I started with the woman who caused them. Although I didn't want to mess with Amei when I couldn't get an erection , this was a matter of lifelong happiness, and I couldn't just brush it off . So I had to ask Amei for help. Now I sleep naked and put my limp penis inside her vagina. Anyway, my penis is still barely hard when I have morning erections, so I can at least bombard Amei's vagina . In this way, my lost sexual ability is slowly recovering, and I can feel it . I'm especially happy about this. Under Uncle Da's secret instructions, I was actually secretly selling semen pills in the hair salon—miracle pills that could double a man's semen reserves . These things were expensive, costing a thousand yuan per pill, equivalent to a prostitute being fucked several times over . The profits were outrageous; if I continued this business, I'd be rich sooner or later. But working for others is the hair salon's sex business, 70% went to Brother Qiang, and the remaining 30% was kept by him for emergencies . If I did the math, all my hard work was for nothing. In that sense, Uncle Da was a good person who saved me from dire straits. He gave me 70% of the pills, and I got 30%. Selling one pill would earn me 300 yuan, and I could sell about a hundred a night, making over 3000 yuan. That would be incredible for a year this way, good days seemed very promising. Uncle Da had told me that Brother Qiang must never find out about selling these pills, otherwise, Brother Qiang would interfere with my get-rich-quick scheme.

"What's the point of making money from that? Everyone knows Qiang Ge's temper; he'll definitely ask for an exorbitant price.

But while I can keep it from Qiang Ge, I can't hide it from Ali, Aqi, and Amei. I have a lot of contact with them
, and besides, I can sell the pills through them. I'll even reluctantly part with 90
yuan of my 300 yuan per pill and let them fight over it.

One semen pill sold for 1000 yuan. Uncle Da got 700, I got 210, and the remaining 90 went to whoever sold it—
Amei Ali, or Aqi. I'm even impressed with my own way of distributing it; I can make money while lying down.

" But my good fortune didn't last long. Just as I was dreaming of getting rich, Qiang Ge found out about my
semen pill business and called me to his place.

I had done something wrong to him, and I was filled with fear and anxiety, feeling trapped. I had no choice but to go to
Qiang Ge's place.

I was also seething with anger. How did Qiang Ge find out I was selling semen pills? Had someone betrayed me? Who is the mole
? Ali? Aqi? Or Amei? Or those who bought the medicine?

The range of suspects was too wide, so I stopped thinking about it. My head was throbbing!

*****

I had a vague feeling that Brother Qiang would be ruthless towards me. His tone on the phone was unwavering and resolute. The more I
thought about it, the more frightened I became. In desperation, I really wanted to carry a machete to calm my nerves, lest I never return.
However, thinking about how inexplicably kind Brother Qiang had been to me, I finally decided to go empty-handed, though
I still brought the semen pills.

I arrived at Brother Qiang's residence with a grimace. It was a very remote area in Xiaoxiang, a
classical manor, quite old. However, due to the sparse population, a sense of dread arose as I walked along the path
. My heart pounded. I was afraid that once I went in, I would never come out again. Looking up at the sky, I desperately hoped for
a rainstorm to calm my thoughts and give me some peace.

As I entered, I bit my lip until it bled, a sign of my fear, something I
couldn't let Brother Qiang see.

I knocked on the door and called out loudly, "Brother Qiang, I'm here!"

There was no turning back now. The room was large, only
a few streetlights illuminating the space, preventing the corridor from being too dark. But

I wasn't flustered at all. I calmly told myself, "At worst, I'll die, but I'll be
a hero again in twenty years!"

After a long silence, a dignified voice came from inside: "Amao? Come in!"

The familiar voice, so earnest, felt strangely unsettling.

I opened the door, and the first thing I saw besides Brother Qiang was two other people. My gaze
was fixed on them from the moment I entered.

Because they were facing away from me and directly at Brother Qiang, I couldn't see their faces clearly, but they were making
love—performing love in front of Brother Qiang! What was going on? My mind went blank; I had no
idea how things had turned out this way.

The man, unaffected by my arrival, continued his assault on the woman, though he seemed to be nearing his limit
, moaning, "No...no...now...now...not...time
...oh..."

He tried to hold on, but his body couldn't, and he ejaculated quickly.

Qiang Ge revealed a fierce expression, teasingly saying, "Ada, it's not that I didn't give you a chance, it's just that you
didn't seize it. I gave you three chances. The first time you lasted two minutes, the second time, a little better,
three minutes, and this time, five minutes. That's far from the ten minutes I requested.
What am I supposed to do with you?"

"Qiangzi...Qiangzi...I was wrong...please forgive me..." The voice sounded slightly familiar; it was Uncle Da. I was quite surprised that

he had arrived at Qiang Ge's place before me . It's better for one more person to be punished than for me alone, I thought to myself. Qiang shoved Uncle Da, who was on top of the woman, away, sneering, "You useless piece of trash, get off me Let me show you what proper fucking is all about!" White fluid kept flowing from the woman's vulva. Qiang suddenly lifted her up and placed her on the warm chair, slapping her buttocks. The sound of the slaps made me a little scared. Unlike men, women don't have thick skin; I could tell at a glance that this woman had delicate skin and couldn't withstand Qiang's slaps. Under Qiang's slaps, the woman's moans escaped her lips uncontrollably: "Ah...oh... wah...ya..." While the woman was being spanked, my heart was still racing uncontrollably. But Uncle Da was in a worse state than me; he lay motionless on the ground, seemingly dead. From his slightly trembling body, I knew he was faking it. Besides, his penis was still erect after he'd finished! He was probably on drugs. Well done, Uncle Da, you're a seasoned veteran, a master of feigning death! Qiang licked his fingers, making them moist, then inserted his index and middle fingers into the woman's vagina . He wasn't probing; he was cleaning out the semen Uncle Da had ejaculated inside. He seemed very patient, slowly and methodically scooping out all the semen from the woman's body, leaving a pool of Uncle Da's semen on the ground. Qiang pointed at the semen on the ground and coldly said to Uncle Da, "Eat it! I might spare your life!" As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Da, who was lying on the ground, immediately got up and began to eat the semen on the ground with a serious expression. He ate it with great relish, almost as much as the semen-eating maniac Amei that he had trained. After finishing, he even let out a burp, which made me, who was watching from the side, feel extremely disgusted. Just seeing this scene made my stomach churn. It seems I shouldn't have watched this scene; if I had closed my eyes, it wouldn't have affected me at all. Qiang nodded approvingly, "Not bad. You're spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. You and A-Mao have been secretly plotting something behind my back —semen pills?" He darted to my side and delivered a powerful blow to my chest. So fast! Caught off guard, I fell to the ground, mimicking Uncle Da's death pose. Qiang ignored me, picked up the bag that had fallen from my pocket, and asked, "These are the semen pills you two made?" As he spoke, he opened the bag, took out a handful, and kneaded them in his palm. Suddenly, he unexpectedly revealed…

He gave a wicked smile: "Sneaking around with something this lucrative behind my back? You think you can fool me
? Foolish! I'm not someone who can be easily fooled. The reason I found out is simple
: I'm a keen observer, and I discovered something wrong with this month's bills—they're twice as much as every other month!"

Ah, so that's it. I thought there was a mole among us, but it turns out it was this. I sighed,
finally understanding how I'd been ruined. I'd oversimplified things, forgetting about
something as crucial as the bills. Looks like it wasn't entirely unjust.

I struggled to my feet, tears streaming down my face, and confessed to Brother Qiang, "I'm sorry, Brother Qiang! I was wrong. I
was forced into it. If I hadn't done it, he would have killed me."

Brother Qiang stepped forward and patted my head, saying sternly, "It seems you still don't understand
the seriousness of this matter. Semen pills, do you really think this kind of thing has any benefits in the world? Compared to the benefits, its
side effects are even more obvious... This is something that can kill people. If a customer
dies in my hair salon while having fun, am I supposed to clean up their mess?"

His words pierced my heart, and a sense of guilt welled up
inside me. I had seen Brother Qiang's efforts in cultivating me, and I had truly let him down.

I had nothing to say, so I closed my eyes and remained silent. Kill me or torture me, it's up to you.

Brother Qiang was silent for a moment, then pulled the woman on the chair to his chest, her legs draped over his
shoulders. He quickly pulled down his pants, revealing his large, dark, thick, and ugly penis.

He lewdly rubbed his penis against the woman's opening a few times, then, seizing the opportunity, thrust it in. The woman's opening and the man's
penis fit perfectly. Then, facing me and Uncle Da, he began thrusting, violently pounding into
the woman's opening. The woman's body trembled with each thrust, her breasts rising and falling, her moans
heart-wrenching: "Ahhh... Ohhh... Waaaaaah..."

While fucking the woman, Brother Qiang said to us, who were crawling at his feet, "I'm very unhappy about something,
because you secretly..." "These shady dealings I've done make it hard for me to convince the other brothers. To give them a
plausible explanation, I have to apologize to one of you. I won't force anyone. You two will have a fair and square
duel. There's only one condition: kill each other. Do you have anything to say or
any questions you want to ask?"

Hearing this, I immediately raised my hand and said, "No problem."

Uncle Da may be tough, but he's old after all. His age is obvious; those old arms and legs are over fifty
. Do you think I'm afraid of him? You're kidding. I can definitely beat him in a one-on-one fight. I haven't been training for nothing these past few days!

Uncle Da's face turned green upon hearing this. He hurriedly cursed, "You're clearly abusing your power! When it comes to fighting,
I'm old enough to beat a young guy!"

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"... Sounds kept coming from where Brother Qiang and the woman were joined together. The rhythm was very steady.
Suddenly, he sped up the rhythm, and the rhythm changed.

"Slap slap slap," "Slap slap slap," the incredibly fast-paced rhythm was the envy of everyone around him. The woman in his arms was already
unconscious from his fucking, moaning weakly.

Qiang Ge's breathing became rapid, his thighs trembled slightly, and he roared, "Fucking is so good! Ahh...
Ahh..."

After he ejaculated, he pulled his penis out of the woman's vagina and gently placed her on the ground.

He tossed his hair, sweating profusely, and sighed, "Of all things in the world, fucking is the most tiring. So, all these
useless tricks you guys use... to make some money... I can tolerate it all... But since you've chosen this path, whether you
live or die, you can't blame me. You've chosen your own path, so go ahead!"

After having sex with the woman, Brother Qiang plopped down in a chair, letting the woman clean his genitals with her mouth
.

Chapter Six. Who said I'd take the blame? At worst, I'll just pack my things and leave.

At Brother Qiang's insistence, Uncle Da and I glared at each other, afraid of being
killed by the other if we weren't careful. Brother Qiang's demand was clear: kill the other person. For us, unarmed, killing the other person
was quite difficult; we'd choke them, preventing them from breathing. This was probably the simplest way to kill someone
!

To my surprise, Uncle Da struck first, launching an attack on me, swinging his fist at my face
. Luckily, I reacted quickly and grabbed his fist.

Uncle Da's fist wasn't much of a challenge for me. Although my physique was a
level below Brother Qiang's, it was more than enough against Uncle Da.

I used both hands to restrain his hands, pinning him to the ground. He struggled desperately,
spitting cursing, "You bastard, I'm going to kill you, kill you, ah..."

Although I had his hands restrained, his legs could still move, kicking my leg and hurting me a little. This
enraged me, and like a mad dog, I opened my blood-red mouth and bit at his throat.

At that moment, he whispered a few words to me: "I have a knife in my pocket. When I exert myself, you stab
Qiangzi and kill him. Otherwise, as you saw, we might all be killed by him."

Hearing these words, I was somewhat dazed. Taking advantage of my momentary distraction, Uncle Da really exerted himself, shouting:
"Ah...ya...ah...ya..."

I guess he used all his strength. He pushed me away, and I really saw a
knife . This bastard, he knew he couldn't beat me with his bare hands, so he simply picked up a knife?

I quickly took a few steps back to distance myself from him and asked Brother Qiang for help: "Brother Qiang, he has a knife! Isn't that against
the rules?"

Brother Qiang threw a knife at me from his seat and said seriously: "He has a knife, so I'll give you a knife. This is
for the sake of fairness!"

Brother Qiang is so ruthless. He didn't help me at all. It really chilled my heart. Although Uncle Da is weak, I'm
not necessarily much stronger. If the two of us fought with knives, it's really hard to say who would win.

Older generations like Uncle Da are definitely used to knives, while I, having only been with Brother Qiang for a short time
, have never seen bloodshed or killed anyone—I'm a complete novice. Using a knife would be a huge mistake for me.

In this critical moment, I had no choice but to take the knife Brother Qiang gave me and grit my teeth.

Uncle Da held up the knife, and seeing its sharp edge made me a little uneasy. I forced myself into a
defensive stance, raising my hand to hold the knife, hoping to deter him from attacking me.

To my surprise, Uncle Da bypassed me and attacked Brother Qiang. I thought to myself, "He's gone mad, doesn't he know what he's doing?"
Knowing your own limitations, perhaps this is just a desperate act!

Soon I heard someone fall. I turned around, and the outcome was already clear, but the ending
was truly astonishing. An unbelievable thing happened: Uncle Da had actually killed Brother Qiang! This was
an absolute reversal of the weak against the strong!

That tall, reliable man, who was as solid as a mountain, was dead so easily.
I couldn't believe my eyes. I blurted out, "How did you do that?"

I was so excited that I forgot to call Uncle Da by his honorific title.

Uncle Da laughed maniacally: "Hahahaha... Hahahaha... Qiangzi, don't think you can dominate Xiaoxiang just because you have
a big physique. Violence is always the lowest choice; intelligence is above all else!"

Seeing that Uncle Da ignored me, and his knife, stained with Brother Qiang's blood, now looked incredibly dazzling, I consciously
took a few steps back. In my eyes, he was already a murderous maniac; his next move might be
to kill me too. I'd better be wary of him.

Uncle Da patted the naked woman beside the chair—the same woman he had just made love to—and said gently,
"The hard times are over, the good times will come. Ah Xiang, I'm sorry you had to suffer, but I
've finally avenged Ming-ge. Let's leave this place of trouble in Xiaoxiang and live a peaceful life."

The woman named Ah Xiang listened, tears streaming down her face. She nestled excitedly in Uncle Da's arms, saying intermittently
, "Ah Da... thank you... you... really... kept your word... and avenged... my brother's death
... I'm so grateful to you..."

When the woman turned around, I saw a shocking scene. There was some blood on her lips. I
looked down at her lower body, and what was that long thing but Qiang-ge's treasure?

I wondered how Qiang-ge, who seemed invincible in my eyes, could have fallen. So that's where the problem lay. His
manhood had been bitten off by Ah Xiang. Looking at that bloody thing, I felt disgusted and turned my head away.
It was best not to look!

I didn't know much about the grudges of their previous generation, but the name "Ah Ming" sounded familiar; I seemed to have heard it
somewhere before from a conversation between Qiang Ge and Ah Hua.

Uncle picked up the clothes from the ground and gave them to Ah Xiang, then casually tossed the knife to
the ground and quickly put

on his clothes. He seemed to have no fighting spirit, and I couldn't be the kind of person to take advantage of someone in distress, so I also threw away my knife and tried
to appease Uncle Da. I could only stare at him with a silly grin and say, "I didn't realize you were so capable.
I misunderstood you before; I hope you don't mind too much!"

Uncle Da gently shook his head, as if he had become a different person. This was not the
Uncle Da I had met before. He said, "Things are almost done. It's time to go back. It's time to say goodbye to Xiao Xiang.
Kid, take care. I'm going to leave Xiao Xiang to travel the world with the one I love most!"

The one I love most—I glanced at Ah Xiang in her arms, then at Qiang Ge lying in a pool of blood, my brows
furrowing. He frowned and sighed, "Now that you've killed Brother Qiang, I don't know what to do next.
Can you point me in the right direction?"

Uncle Da shook his head, "The road is right under your feet, and everyone goes their own way. But Xiaoxiang has really become
a mess. Those guys who used to be with Qiangzi are probably going to be busy for a while. Although Qiangzi's seniority is not as high as mine, his prestige
is very high. If we stay in Xiaoxiang any longer, we'll all be chopped up and fed to the dogs. I won't say any more to you. Before
the incident is exposed, take my advice and leave Xiaoxiang!"

He said it lightly, but Xiaoxiang is my hometown. Although I have no relatives or friends here, I still have some
attachment to this place. This land has nurtured me for more than 20 years.

I didn't speak; the atmosphere was silent. Uncle Da led Ah Xiang out of the room. I watched their
retreating figures , a slight envy creeping in. Perhaps it's because I'm too lonely that I occasionally seek out women to alleviate my loneliness—Ah
Jiao, Ah Mei, it's all just to have a woman to keep me company. But Uncle Da and Ah Xiang's relationship must be
very deep ; I'm nowhere near his level. I know that getting a woman to be truly devoted to you is incredibly difficult.
Perhaps time is the only true test of feelings.

I was left alone in the room, looking at the corpse on the floor, quite moved. Just as Uncle Da said, brute
force alone can't outsmart a clever person. I'm quite proud of my intelligence; I've never been stupid,
quite the opposite, I'm very smart.

I picked up the knife Brother Qiang had thrown to me. I touched it; it had my fingerprints on it. If I were to leave, I'd
take the knife with me—it was evidence of what happened. I didn't want to become a suspect and take the blame for Uncle Da.

I stuffed the bag of knife and semen pills into my pocket, pretending to be calm as I walked out without looking back
. I didn't know if there was a pair of eyes watching me from some corner of the manor. Thinking too much would only
cloud . I just assumed that only Uncle Da, Ah Xiang, and I knew about Qiang Ge's death. I didn't dare to think the worst. My
life was nothing, insignificant.

As I walked out, it was raining. I let the raindrops fall on me, but I didn't dare
slow .

*****

My heart was in turmoil, but I had to pretend to be calm. I comforted myself, saying, "Anyway,
I didn't kill Qiang Ge, so what does it have to do with me?"

I went to my room in the hair salon, tidied up my things, and found that I was still quite wealthy. I had
a savings account with 500,000 yuan and tens of thousands of yuan in loose change in the drawer. I quickly put the money into a bundle.

With the money, I could run away, but I felt empty inside, as if something was missing.

I paced back and forth in the lounge, my face filled with hesitation and unease. Suddenly,
the image of Uncle Da holding Ah Xiang's hand flashed through my mind, and it dawned on me: life on the run was tough, and without a woman, life on the road wouldn't
be easy .

But life had to go on, and I couldn't skimp on sex! Might as well go all the way; it's just a getaway, I might as well take Ah Mei
with me.

A little while later, I called Ah Mei to the lounge alone. Today she was wearing a white sundress,
but it couldn't hide her ample bosom at all. The

cleavage on Ah Mei's chest was unfathomable, quickly igniting my desire. My lower
body was ablaze, my crotch bulging.

I impatiently locked the door, then hastily carried her to the bedside, pulled off her white
sundress , and undressed myself as well.

A moment later, our two naked bodies faced each other. I had never felt such a burning desire to fuck her.
Once my passion surged, my hands and feet became much more agile than usual.

I placed my left hand on her left breast, licking her left nipple with my tongue, making a slurping sound.
My right hand moved towards her pubic hair, rubbing against the cascading water.

Under my passionate teasing, Amei's entire body twisted and contorted. I didn't even need to move; she had already begun to writhe on
her own .

As I licked her, I said, "Amei, you slut... your pussy... isn't itchy... doesn't itch?"

She moaned rhythmically, "My body... my body... is so hot... I crave... to be... to be...
penetrated... by... dirty things... oh..."

Her enthusiastic response was the best answer for me. I quickly brought my penis to her face and shoved it into
her mouth, then rolled over and started doing "69" with her.

I could feel the softness of her tongue against the tip of my penis, and I immediately stood on tiptoe and began to move my body. Amei
's mouth was small and delicate, and my little brother filled it completely.

I brought my mouth to the depths of Amei's pubic hair, where a wonderful scent emanated, enough to
invigorate
. I "plop," "plop," like an old ox, greedily devouring this fragrant herbaceous land.

Pleasure is always fleeting, and you can never have too much. After rummaging around in Amei's mouth for a while, I cried out in pleasure:
"Oh... gently... gently... I'm coming..."

Milky white semen shot into Amei's mouth. Reluctantly, I pulled my little brother out of her mouth and
turned to rest my head on her right breast.

I could hear Amei's heart pounding and the gurgling sound of her swallowing the semen.

After our verbal exchange, I became even more certain of one thing: I love life, I crave sex, and I can't afford to die here
without knowing why . My desire to escape Xiaoxiang intensified; to survive, I had no other choice.

After my satisfaction, I felt as peaceful as a child who had just drunk their fill of milk. I wanted to sleep forever in Amei's arms.
However, things weren't as simple as I thought. I had Amei give me a verbal blowjob, a one-sided satisfaction.
I wet her pubic area, but I didn't provide her with release. She didn't say anything, but she was clearly holding back.

I'm not a selfish man who only cares about his own satisfaction and doesn't allow others to feel comfortable.

I whispered in Amei's ear, "Do you want me to fuck you?"

As soon as I finished speaking, she pushed me away, eagerly sticking her ass up high. She even ran her fingers
around her vulva, dripping vaginal juice. She

was so slutty; her resentful little eyes were yearning for my lovemaking!

I couldn't resist any longer! I'm not impotent; my little brother was back to his former glory after her teasing.

Without hesitation, I transformed into a lustful wolf and thrust hard into her vulva. Although
I'd been working on her frequently these past few days, her vulva was to my liking; it was always tight, so I was happy to keep working on it.

Amei exclaimed, "Oh...it's in...your big southern kingdom..." Her

perfect figure was irresistible, and I stared blankly at her white, plump buttocks,
mesmerized.

Amei wiggled her buttocks impatiently and said, "Ugh...I can't wait any longer...how could you
do this ...I can't take it anymore..."

I stroked her buttocks with both hands; they were incredibly elastic. I praised, "Amei, you're so beautiful. With you by my side,
I'm so happy!"

I was telling the truth. Having sex with a beautiful woman is something that makes one feel incredibly good. Otherwise,
why are beautiful women so popular with all men? It's all psychological; beautiful women are inherently pleasing to the eye and incredibly pleasurable to
the touch.

Amei pounded my chest a few times with her hands, whining, "You're so annoying...you're making me...
my...my pussy is so itchy and uncomfortable...you bad man..."

It was the first time I'd seen Amei so proactive in being affectionate with me. It seemed like it would be unreasonable not to satisfy her. Looking at
my engorged penis, I crossed her arms, forming an "X," and then pressed myself against
her, thrusting repeatedly.

My penis slid back and forth inside her vagina, her moans making me increasingly excited,
the sounds of our bodies colliding echoing continuously.

She was enjoying my fucking, her face alluring, moaning wildly, "Fuck...fuck harder...fuck...fuck
me to death...I'm a little bitch who needs to be loved...Master...you must...try harder...try harder...fuck
me...fuck me...to death...oh..."

I surged within Amei, listening to her intermittent cries, which fueled my confidence, making me work even harder.

Finally, with my efforts, she reached her climax. Her cries were so loud that I was afraid others
would hear , so I covered her mouth with my hand to prevent attracting attention.

Hot fluid flowed from her vagina, and I was nearing my limit too. I decided to push harder and faster, and
"plop," "plop" sounds came from inside her.

I roared, "Amei...Amei...I'm going to cum...ah..."

and ejaculated inside her. My hands gripped her buttocks tightly, the red scratches clearly visible.
I trembled and pulled my penis out of her vagina.

I wiped the large beads of sweat from my forehead, closed my eyes, and lay down next to her, saying with a blissful expression, "
It's impossible to fuck you to death, I'm almost dying from pleasure!"

To my surprise, as soon as I finished speaking, Amei actually kissed and sucked my mouth.
Just a moment ago she was sucking on my penis, but I had no reason to be disgusted; it was a familiar taste.

She traced circles on my chest and whispered, "I'm almost dying of pleasure too. You're getting better and better at fucking me
. You gave me my first orgasm. I love you!"

Was she praising me or insulting me? After all, I learned all my experience from her. I only
took Ah Jiao's virginity once, and I also had sex with the tofu seller once. The rest of my experience was with her.

I was having a good time, but I still had to think things through. Qiang was dead, and I still had to tell her. If I
stayed here, I could be killed at any time. After all, I was one of the last people to see him!

I stroked Ah Mei's face. She was still so bright and beautiful. After I had served her so well,
she was even more radiant. Her lovely face was as red as a blooming cherry blossom, and she was incredibly beautiful.

I sighed deeply and said to her, "Brother Qiang is dead."

Amei asked, "What? He's dead?"

I nodded, my face contorted with pain, and said, "Uncle Da did it. I was there."

Amei was terrified and pulled her hands into her clothes, exclaiming, "Then...then...what do we do now?"

I gently stroked her hair, gazing deeply into her eyes, and solemnly said, "Amei! Are you
willing to run away with me?"

Amei's eyebrows furrowed deeply, forming crescent moons, her expression filled with unspeakable sorrow. I
saw anxiety and confusion on her face.

I waited for her answer, but she remained silent for a long time. The wait was agonizing; I dared not
open my eyes to look at her face, afraid of receiving a disappointing answer.

Her face was pressed against my chest, as if she were enjoying the lingering warmth of our intimacy. She must have been listening to my pounding
heartbeat.

Finally, I heard her voice, barely audible: "Ever since you took me from Uncle Da, I
've been yours. As the saying goes, 'A woman follows her husband, a man follows his dog.'
Wherever . You're afraid I won't go with you, but I'm afraid you'll leave me behind!"

Amei's heartfelt confession thrilled me. I opened my eyes, pinned her down, and kissed and hugged
her, wanting to devour her whole. It made me feel that there was still hope ahead.

My heart leaped with joy. Without her consent, I picked her up, her
thighs wrapped around my buttocks. I circled around on the bed, and she circled with me. Happiness came
so suddenly; it had been right beside me all along. I'm such a slowpoke!

I said, "Let's get ready and leave soon. My things are all packed. You
can pack ?"

Amei hummed in agreement, then got dressed and started packing. I dressed beside her
and watched her pack.

Finally, we put our things in a suitcase, and I dragged it out of the hair salon. I walked
ahead , and Amei followed behind me.

As we exited the salon, we ran into Ali and Aqi. I lied to them, saying that Amei and I were going on
vacation to have a baby. Their surprised expressions probably showed they believed me, so they smiled knowingly,
gave me a thumbs-up, and kept winking at me. I just nodded sheepishly to fool them, then practically ran away with
Amei them behind.

Xiaoxiang is nice, but it's not a place for me to stay long. Amei and I decided to find a hotel near the train station
and then plan where to go next. I'm a very democratic person; I consider other people's opinions, and making decisions on my own isn't my
style.

[To be continued]

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