[Men's Biographies] (03) Author: whitesheep12

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Chapter 3. Having narrowly escaped death,

I regained my composure. The commotion outside was quite loud, making me panic. I had never encountered anything like this before.
If it were the police conducting a room check, I would definitely be taken to the police station in this state.

I quickly pulled my limp penis out of Ajiao's body; it was covered in semen and blood,
white with a reddish tinge . I reached for some tissues on the table in front of the sofa and frantically wiped my
penis clean. As I wiped, I said to Ajiao, "Quickly clean yourself up and get dressed. I don't know what's going on outside
; it's quite a commotion. I hope we can escape this."

Several minutes passed, and the commotion outside still hadn't stopped. In those few minutes, Ajiao and I hurriedly
got dressed. Although our clothes were somewhat disheveled, in this critical moment, we couldn't care less.

I gestured for Ajiao to sit properly on the sofa, while I went to open the door to the private room.

With a "crack," the door opened, and a man in black immediately smashed a beer bottle over my
head. I heard the sound of the bottle shattering.

Hit by that bottle, I felt completely awful; my head felt like it had been smashed open. The
person who hit me was incredibly ruthless.

After a while, I couldn't take it anymore and collapsed to the ground. I knew there must be a lot of blood on my head
.

In my dazed state, I heard Ah Jiao's pitiful screams: "Ah... Ah Mao... Ah..."

The man who hit me had a serious expression. He glanced at Ah Jiao, then stepped on my back, pinching it
with his foot A sharp pain radiated from my back, and I cried out in pain: "Ah... Oh... It hurts... It hurts
... It hurts..."

The thin, dark-skinned man spat at me, his face full of disdain. I could see his
contempt .

Having been beaten up, I was in a state of panic. I didn't even recognize this dark-skinned, thin man. Lying on
the ground like a dead dog and playing dead was probably the best course of action, since I didn't have the strength to fight against the burly men surrounding me.

The dark-skinned, thin man spoke: "Xiao Jiao, I heard you've hooked up with a rich man. Did you think you could hide this from me
? But to my disappointment, this rich man you're with is nothing special.
Is it worth ruining your body like this?"

A Jiao, tears streaming down her face, turned her head away, refusing to look at him: "This is my choice. You can't expect me to
spend my whole life fighting and suffering with you!"

The dark-skinned, thin man mocked himself: "Suffering? A life of plenty is considered suffering? Is this
the good life you crave out of vanity? How is it different from the life we had together?"

A Jiao said sadly: "Different? Every day with you..." "I'm afraid of living in fear... I'm afraid of losing
you. Who doesn't end up well on your path? I don't want to wake up one day to find a
cold, corpse! He can give me the peace of mind you can't, a peace of mind that will sustain me for the rest of my life!"

The dark, thin man kicked me several times, saying viciously, "If I can't have him, no one else can
. We've been childhood sweethearts for twenty years, and he's throwing a bunch of dirty money at you. Shameless bastard! You chose him?
Then I'll beat him to death!"

When I heard the words "beat him to death," I felt like the sky had fallen. I thought, maybe
this is what it feels like to be facing death.

Ah Jiao knelt on the ground, pleading, "Zhou Bin, are you crazy? Murder is a crime punishable by imprisonment. He's the man I chose.
I beg you to let him go."

Zhou Bin hysterically shouted from inside the private room, "Let him go! But who will let me go? Stealing someone else's love,
if doesn't pay the price, wouldn't that be too easy for him?"

Ah Jiao wanted to say something more, but Zhou Bin didn't give her a chance. He angrily said, "You stole my woman?
You Get me a bottle. I'll beat him to death today, or I'm not a Zhou!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone handed him two bottles. Without hesitation, he slapped them at my face. I
squinted at the beer bottles raised high. Tonight might be the last day I live.

I had only been with Ah Jiao for a short time, and now I was about to be beaten to death. Things happened too suddenly; everything
was beyond my expectations.

In my despair, I heard hurried footsteps outside the private room, followed by a loud voice: "
You're the first one to cause trouble on my turf, kid! Don't you know what death means?"

Zhou Bin ignored the man's words and smashed a bottle over my head. After that, I had
no recollection of what happened.

*****

I opened my eyes slightly, with some difficulty. The woman who came into view was Brother Qiang's woman—Ahua. How could it be her?
My heart skipped a beat. Actually, I hadn't seen her since she helped me with my verbal sparring. Brother Qiang had kept
her hidden away. A mature woman, she was now two meters away from me, her voluptuous figure
even more alluring than Ajiao's. I had to admit, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen or been in contact with, without
a doubt . But that didn't mean anything; it just meant my social circle was too small.

I tried to move my body, but it wouldn't obey me. A simple gesture like raising an arm was now
impossible .

Ahua hurriedly said, "Amao, don't move... You're injured, you shouldn't move around!"

I tried to get up, but I couldn't at all. After several attempts, I could only lie on the bed with my eyes closed,
sighing in disappointment, "I'm fine, how's Ajiao?"

Ahua got up to get a water glass and handed it to me. I turned my head away and said painfully, "I won't drink
... I'm so useless... I can't even protect a woman... Am I even a man?"

Ahua patted my shoulder with one hand and comforted me, saying, "Being alive is the greatest blessing. Sometimes..." " Following
the wrong person is a mistake for life. Three years ago, I thought I could escape Liao Qiang's clutches, but now I'm still
being manipulated by him. You and I are just like that, lunchboxes targeted by the devil. Living a wretched life is perfectly
normal."

I said angrily, "Don't give me this nonsense. I'm asking you, what happened to Ajiao?"

Ahua slapped her thigh and said resentfully, "Why are you being so fierce? I don't even know her, how would I know what
happened to her!"

I also realized that my tone might have been too harsh. Ahua and Ajiao had absolutely no relation, and she knew she was wrong.
Then, she humbly admitted her mistake, "I'm sorry, this whole thing has really upset me.
How have been disrespectful to you?"

Ahua nodded and said, "Qiangzi brought you back on his back. He values you a lot. I really
can't understand what's wrong with him, taking such good care of someone he's not even related to. But in my opinion, being
favored by him isn't a good thing. One day he'll make you wish you were dead."

Ahua's fear of Qiangzi was etched into her heart like a brand, so I didn't explain further.

And so, the days spent lying in the hospital bed were surprisingly enjoyable. What I looked forward to most each day was Ahua
's special cooking—a bowl of heartwarming chicken soup, incredibly delicious, which I couldn't stop praising.

June had quietly arrived, and the sweltering summer heat was unbearable. Fortunately, I was discharged from the hospital.

During my hospitalization, Brother Qiang didn't visit me even once, which made me even more cautious. I really didn't know
how he could be so carefree, letting Ahua take care of me. Wasn't he afraid that Ahua and I would spark a romance?

After being discharged, I went straight to the hair salon without looking back. Only a month had passed, but my feelings had changed quite a bit, and
there were two unfamiliar faces.

I waved and asked, "Where's Brother Qiang?"

A purple-haired youth replied, "Oh, it's you. Brother Qiang is busy inside. You'd better not disturb his
enjoyment."

Of course, I understood his implication and nodded tactfully. Then, I asked curiously, "May I ask what
your names are, brothers?"

The purple-haired man said, "Ali."

The bald man said, "Just call me Aqi."

I repeated their names: "Ali... Aqi... Okay, I've got it." Then

I realized something was wrong. How did Ali know me? I didn't know him at all. I asked him awkwardly:
"How do you know me? I've never seen you before?"

Ali said with a smile, "Brother Qiang described your appearance in detail."

I nodded, suddenly realizing, "Oh, I see. I'm sorry, I was just overthinking it."

Ali smiled apologetically and said, "It's normal that you don't recognize us. After all, we're all new here. But we'll get to know each other
better

after a while. I heard from Brother Qiang that Brother Mao is a 'refined scoundrel,' but seeing him today, he's quite the handsome fellow!" I exchanged a few pleasantries with the two newcomers, then found a small stool and sat down in the corner of the hair salon
. Having just recovered from a serious illness, the first thing I wanted to do was let Brother Qiang know I was alright. Otherwise, I would be too dishonest
.

After waiting for about half an hour, Brother Qiang came out, beaming with pride. He saw
me sitting in the corner and exclaimed in surprise, "Ah Mao, you... you're finally better! It's normal for young people
to act impulsively ... but being so infatuated with a woman... how can you achieve anything great? I
helped you sort things out later, so it's all over now."

I was slightly moved, and I regretted being a bit blinded by lust. Embarrassed, I forced a smile and
asked, "So... how is Ah Jiao?"

I was still quite concerned about the outcome. Love is like a tornado, coming and going too quickly.
What happened to Ah Jiao, whom I loved so passionately? I kept thinking about it

. Even just knowing her news would make me content.

But experience counts, and Brother Qiang saw right through me. He had no intention of telling me the whole
story; he just frowned, glared at me, and said, "Maozi, I'm not trying to criticize you, but don't be so rigid. Everyone is an individual. You decide who you're on good terms with and who you're off with. You do
n't need to follow those worldly
rules. To be honest, I hate those overly conventional things the most. Alright, you see these
two ? Take them with you! I'm leaving. You, relax. There are women everywhere.
Don't focus on just one. Any woman can give a man pleasure. The key is how strong your own foundation is.
Start working on yourself first. That's all I have to say. Take care of yourself."

I didn't quite understand his long speech, but that was probably his earnest advice to me. I
could only nod and bow, not daring to utter a single word. After he finished speaking, I watched his imposing figure disappear from my
sight, a surge of fighting spirit rising within me. If I had Brother Qiang's physique, then what
happened would probably be completely different!

I had long harbored a grudge against that dark, skinny man named Zhou Bin. I swore in my heart that if I didn't kill him
one day , I wouldn't be a Wang. I, Wang Xiaomao, am not someone who can easily forget someone after being beaten up.
That kind of mentality is something I can't do now.

Deep inside the hair salon, separated by a wall, were a few older women with sagging skin. They
were prostitutes , not pretty, and having a place to take them in was already a great blessing for them.

As soon as Qiang came out, I told Ali and Aqi to close the hair salon door. I said to them,
"It's not evening yet, and there aren't many customers. I think we should each pick a private room and have some fun. You
all saw that Qiang has already had his fun; it would be unfair if his underlings didn't join in. Come on, let's go in and have some fun!"

At my insistence, Ali and Aqi closed the hair salon door and each
chose .

I looked at the room signs and saw an unfamiliar name. Maybe she's new. That's her.
Her name is "Tofu Beauty." I had to take a good look at this woman to see if she deserved the name.

I unlocked the door and went in, which startled the woman inside. I saw her
washing herself naked. Her first reaction upon seeing me was to cover her private parts, her triangle area and
her two .

She asked in a panic, "Sir? What kind of service?"

Apparently, she didn't recognize me. But there was nothing I could do; I hadn't been here all month!
Since that's the case, let's just go with the flow! I'll pretend to be a customer here and see
what tricks this little girl can pull.

I acted flirtatiously, ran my finger along my tongue, got saliva on my finger, and reached out
to touch her face. Just as I expected, she didn't let me. But I wasn't in a hurry. For a
prostitute, as long as the money's there, nothing's a problem. That's what Brother Qiang told me, and I can't refute his experience
.

You little tofu seller, pretending to be reserved in front of me. Just for covering your private parts, you deserve some praise. I'll...
I deliberately took out a wad of cash from my pocket, exactly ten thousand yuan, and flicked it at her, saying, "
If you make me feel good, then all this money is yours?"

I held out the wad of cash in front of her. At this moment, she wasn't reserved at all,
and quickly grabbed my money in her hand. I stared intently at her two bright red nipples, but she completely
ignored my presence, her eyes only on the money. She quickly counted the banknotes in her hand, but I could only be indifferent to it.
Those who sell themselves are prostitutes; they only care about money, not people.

Taking advantage of the break, I quickly stripped off my clothes and jumped into
the wooden tub that was just big enough for two people to bathe in together. Smiling, I said to her, "I've never experienced anything like this before. I hope you can
give unprecedented pleasure and let me know that my money is well spent. Maybe then I'll
come back more often. For me, price isn't an issue; service quality is the most important thing."

The tofu seller smiled and said, "Sir, you're so generous! I'm deeply
grateful and will definitely give you an unprecedented experience!"

Actually, from the first moment I saw her, I knew this woman had a huge flaw: she had no breasts at all.
She covered them up. Why? Mainly because she was ashamed to be seen. She was a perfectly fine woman, yet her chest was
completely flat .

Whether compared to Ahua or Ajiao, this was her most fatal flaw. Breasts are the most important thing
for . Without them? Even a beautiful woman would lose face!

She began to pamper me. I soaked in the wooden tub; the warm water felt wonderful, a few degrees
cooler . I had just walked there, and was already drenched in sweat, so a bath was a perfect
solution.

Doufu Xi used her soft, jade-like hands to cover my penis, and she began to tease my nipples with her tongue
, attacking them repeatedly.

A little flustered by her initiative, I occasionally squirmed, moaning, "Oh...it tickles...oh...
it feels good..."

She seemed pleased with my moans, and her hands intensified, kneading my testicles with just the right amount of pressure
. You wouldn't guess that beneath her innocent appearance lay the heart of a seasoned pro; her skill far exceeded my expectations.

My little brother was already aroused by her, and I couldn't let her
continue . Taking advantage of a moment when she wasn't paying attention, I suddenly opened my eyes, revealing a wicked smile: "Hehe... I won't
let you do whatever you want. It's my turn!"

I mischievously pulled her whole body into my arms, my right hand slipping between her legs to touch her buttocks,
patting them a few times, and exclaiming, "Your breasts aren't great, but your butt is perky enough, otherwise no customers would buy from you
!"

The tofu seller lightly punched my back a few times, angrily saying, "You're so annoying! I just haven't
developed !"

I pressed her nipple with my left hand, saying sincerely, "A genuine airport runway,
almost sunken in."

Hearing me say that, she seemed angry, and the force of her punches increased slightly, but women's strength is
usually weak, so I didn't take it to heart.

I lifted her petite body onto my shoulders, making her parallel to the ground.

I said seriously, "Don't move! I'm going to masturbate you!"

The tofu seller obediently stayed still, head down, silent, seemingly waiting
for me to masturbate her.

But there's no such thing as a free lunch. I paid for her services, so I inserted my index finger into her vagina. Women who have had plenty of
experience are indeed different; her dark little pussy concealed a wide, open passage. As soon as I went in, I
realized my finger couldn't satisfy her needs at all. Disappointed

, I lowered her body. While it's true that women are meant to be used, and a woman who can get her virginity is a good
woman, and a woman who looks fresh isn't necessarily bad, a woman who's been thoroughly used always evokes a
sense of disgust and aversion—that's natural.

At this point, my interest had largely vanished, and I decided to get up and leave.

I abruptly stood up from the tub, frowned, and said to her, "I quit. Give me my money back!"

This girl had probably encountered this kind of situation before; plenty of people would try
to run away after taking advantage of me. She said sternly, "My boss here has connections. He deals with gangsters all the time.
Whether you want to work here or not is your business. In this turf, money thrown out is money lost. You'd better
leave now, or you'll be in big trouble when I call for help."

This long-winded explanation was actually something Brother Qiang had instructed me to use to bluff. To be honest, I was the one
who taught , but after playing the customer, I ended up getting myself tricked.

I gave an awkward, wry smile. "You're really something, girl. Fine, I'll give you your way, but I can't just throw money away like this
. How about you do me a little 'talking' for me?"

The tofu seller nodded. "Talking? Sure, but it'll cost extra."

She wasn't being polite at all, demanding money right away. I was so frustrated. This new woman was behaving
irrationally and unpredictably, practically throwing the chicken market into chaos.

Looks like she thinks she's got me cornered. Isn't this all because of my refined appearance? Damn it, she's a heartless
bastard , all looks and no substance! I grabbed her and threw her on the bed,
yelling, "Go to hell! What are you?! You filthy bitch, you really think you're something special? You're
asking for it !"

The tofu seller, realizing she'd gotten herself into trouble, cried out, "What are you doing! Let's talk this out!"

I slapped her across the face, then shoved her head onto the pillow at the head of the bed and
started slapping her bare buttocks wildly with my free hand: "You little slut… I don't believe in evil… and you're still trying to cure me?" "I'm done with you...
fuck your sister..."

Under my onslaught, the tofu seller, unable to bear such humiliation, shed tears of shame, her voice
muffled. But I'm not one to show mercy. As she curled up in a ball, I clenched my index, middle
, and ring fingers and forcefully thrust them into her vagina. Truly, a wide opening doesn't fear a thick penis; even with my three fingers
inside, there was still room to move. Such a large opening hidden in such a small body—it's truly well-hidden.
As for who developed such a large opening, I know without a doubt—it was Brother Qiang. I imagine most people would envy that.
"No way,
this is the biggest thing I've ever seen—a thing that can make a woman moan incessantly, instill fear, and then make her fall in love.

I'm twirling three fingers, torturing this overdeveloped woman as much as I can, hoping she'll keep
moaning, but her cries sound so fake.

'Ah...ah...ah...ah...'

This is the woman Brother Qiang brought, and her skill level is this low? Or is this just a charade in this
business, the effect they want?

Whatever, I'll just keep fiddling with her big, rotten pussy, using a toilet-cleaning motion. Her body trembles with each
stroke until my hands are almost numb. Finally, she climaxes. Surprisingly, this girl can
guzzle! Her big, rotten pussy gushes out, splashing all over my face. I catch my breath and realize,
Brother Qiang is Brother Qiang, his eye for talent is truly shrewd."

Exhausted, I lay down, weakly saying, "I'm exhausted. Thank goodness the money wasn't wasted. You've already satisfied yourself
, so why don't you help me out too?"

She nodded, saying, "You made me feel good, so naturally I'll make you feel good too. But wait a bit, I'm
a little tired."

After a while, she started licking my penis with her tongue, making squeaking sounds. I closed my eyes,
enjoying her ministrations. Her relentless onslaught caught me off guard, and soon,
thick white semen erupted from my penis, shooting into her mouth.

I cried out in pleasure, "Oh...so good...oh...oh..."

After I ejaculated, she spat the semen onto my abdomen, resting her head on my chest,
playfully circling the slick with her little finger. I let her be; after all that pleasure, a nap
wouldn't hurt . I hugged her tightly and whispered, "Don't be silly, go to sleep..."

Exhausted, I drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

[To be continued]

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