[Urban] Reborn as a Wealthy Young Master (Complete) - Chapters 31-32 (End)

Chapter Seven: Taking Care of My Mother

Thankfully, no one was around. I caught my breath at the convenience store in my haste. I hadn't expected the disaster to strike so quickly, but being naked from the waist down was incredibly embarrassing. The store didn't have any pants. Suddenly, I remembered the small, always-closed shed in the store. I didn't care about anything else now. I kicked the door hard and went inside. I saw a simple suit and a locked cabinet next to a bed piled with clutter.

Run! Who knows if they'll chase me? I quickly put on my pants and rushed out of the shed, but a lump formed in my throat. Even if I escaped, what would happen to my mother? The scene had been too much for her. What should I do? I glanced at my laptop, grabbed it, slammed the lid shut, and rushed back home without even closing the door, locking it tightly.

Finally, I could catch my breath. I sat on the bed, panting, and glanced across at my mother's house. I saw figures moving around inside. I couldn't relax yet. What if they came after me? And what about Mother?

I grabbed a chair, sat in front of the binoculars, and glanced inside. My heart gradually calmed down: through the binoculars, I saw the bearded man and his bodyguard still inside. Mingming pointed at Qianqian and the bearded man, who was talking to her. The bearded man stared intently for a moment, then told the bodyguard to close the door. It seemed he had no intention of chasing me. Once the door was closed, Mingming's expression calmed down, and he put on his arrogant demeanor again, pointing at Qianqian and saying something.

I secretly guessed that they were actually quite scared, probably afraid I would go downstairs to get a knife and kill them. But how could I dare to do that!

The bodyguard rubbed his head, talking as he did so, and he had taken off all his clothes. In the slanting sunlight, his six-pack abs were clearly visible, and a thick black body hair ran down from his chest, making him look like a gorilla. No wonder they pulled me out from behind the counter so easily. I was worried I'd killed him after I hit him, but it was all just needless worry.

The bearded man smiled at Mingming and, right in front of him, stripped Qianqian naked. The bodyguard's eyes were glued to Qianqian's naked body, practically glowing. Mingming, the little pervert, was even more excited. The bearded man, as if showing off, also stripped naked. Seeing this, Mingming followed suit. Through the binoculars, everyone in the room was completely exposed. Qianqian wasn't shy at all; she even went over and gently played with Mingming's penis, her body twisting exaggeratedly, her breasts jiggling in the air. While playing with Mingming's penis, her face was full of provocative expressions. This slut, she's really wanton.

The two mature men exchanged a glance, then turned to Mingming and said something. The bearded man made Qianqian kneel on the ground and slowly approached the closed bedroom door of her mother. Good heavens, what are they trying to do? My heart skipped a beat. I quickly opened my laptop and turned on the webcam, but it booted up slowly. I stared intently at their next move.

I saw the bearded man kick the bedroom door hard, but the door was sturdy and bounced back. He must have been in a lot of pain, because he exaggeratedly clutched his foot, and everyone around him burst into laughter. At that moment, I saw the webcam screen open, and I saw my mother, naked, using her body to forcefully block the door, preventing them from coming in.

But the bodyguard, Brother Long, didn't care about any of that. He took two steps back and slammed the bedroom door shut. The webcam could only transmit a small amount of sound, but even so, I heard a loud "thud." The door was flung open, and through the binoculars, three men laughed like generals who had conquered a subjugated city. They stood in the doorway, eyeing their spoils. Just then, Qianqian crawled into the room like a puppy.

On the camera screen, I could only watch helplessly as this tragedy unfolded: my mother was completely naked, curled up on the bed, when a voice came from the sound card: "Mingming, today I'll show you how a real man plays with a woman!" Without a doubt, it was the bearded man's voice.

He opened the wardrobe, took out several ropes, and handed them to the bodyguard. The bodyguard rushed over and lifted my mother like a chicken, roughly spreading her legs apart, folding them, and tying each leg tightly with rope. While tying her, the bodyguard roughly stroked the inside of my mother's smooth thighs, stroking the neatly trimmed pubic hair on her high vulva—a scene of utter depravity.

At this moment, the bearded man took out a small whip from the wardrobe and gently twirled it in his hand. Qianqian crawled over like a puppy, while Mingming, already stunned by the scene, stood dumbfounded at the doorway.

After the bodyguard tied my mother up, he suddenly spread her legs apart, exposing her beautiful vulva to everyone. Although I was very close just now, my mind was in a daze, and I didn't have time to look closely. Moreover, the bodyguard pushed me down so tightly that I felt a warm, breathing mouth. Now, my mother's vulva was truly beautiful. Although she had given birth to two children, her labia minora were still tender and pink, and with the clear fluid secreted from her vaginal opening, it looked like the tender lips of a virgin. But was that fluid from my thrusting just now? Thinking of this, my penis suddenly became hard. The large vulva did not cover the labia minora, but lay flat on both sides, evenly raised, rising and falling with each breath, looking extremely tempting. At this moment, the bearded man gently tapped his mother's vulva with the whip and said loudly to Mingming, "See? This is a top-quality slut..." The whip tip would occasionally gently separate the pink clitoris on his mother's labia minora. With the stimulation of the whip, his mother trembled all over, but because her legs were tied, the trembling was not too exaggerated.

At this moment, the slut Qianqian twisted her body and climbed onto the bed. Facing her mother's vulva, she buried her face between her mother's legs. Her mother's legs reflexively clamped tightly around Qianqian's face. The bearded man raised the whip and lashed Qianqian's buttocks with each strike. Red marks appeared on Qianqian's plump buttocks. With each strike, I carefully examined Qianqian's vulva. Qianqian had a typical round vulva, with a large, plump clit that tightly enveloped her labia. If her buttocks didn't move, it was just a thin slit, looking exceptionally alluring. With each lash of the whip, her buttocks twitched slightly, and the slit opened, revealing glimpses of her labia minora. However, the whip was controlled very precisely, always lightly striking the center of the slit. With each lash, the slit opened wider and wider, and her pink clitoris was exceptionally attractive.

Meanwhile, the bodyguard's penis had become enormous. He showed no mercy, grabbing it and shoving it directly into his mother's mouth. He also grabbed her hair, forcing her face towards his massive penis, and pressed it down repeatedly. This was far more professional than when we raped the boss's wife yesterday afternoon. The enormous penis slid in and out of his mother's small mouth, occasionally popping out because it was so big. When it popped out, his mother's pink tongue would follow, mimicking the movement of his penis. The bodyguard found it quite amusing. Sometimes he would deliberately pull his penis out and forcefully slap his glans against his mother's high nose and face, as if washing her face. When he was done playing, he would shove his penis back into her mouth, and his uncooperative mother would stick out her tongue, waiting for the penis to return. When the penis got tired, the bodyguard would place his testicles on his mother's nose, and his mother's lips would tightly suck on those ugly testicles.

The bearded man watched with gusto, occasionally slapping Qianqian's buttocks lightly with his hand. Each slap left a red welt, but Qianqian, the slut, wasn't diligently fulfilling her duty of licking her pussy. Instead, she tilted her head back, watching her mother perform oral sex on the bodyguard. The bearded man's penis remained limp, showing no sign of erection. I was already burning with desire when suddenly I saw the recording option on the monitor screen. How many more opportunities like this would I get? I immediately clicked the video recording option, the red indicator lit up, and I continued watching: The bearded man spat on his right hand, then parted Qianqian's plump buttocks with both hands. Qianqian obediently stuck out her buttocks, and her labia suddenly flipped out from between her labia. I saw the bearded man insert his right index and middle fingers into Qianqian's vagina, thrusting in and out forcefully, shaking it from side to side, pushing it deep inside, and then pulling them out. I saw glistening fluid clinging to his hands. Then the bearded man lifted Qianqian's pretty face with his right hand, making her mouth... He licked his mother's vaginal opening vigorously, and at that moment, his mother seemed to feel an intense pleasure, her head tilting back. Suddenly, the bodyguard's penis sprang out. The bodyguard, seemingly annoyed, slapped his mother hard across the face, then grabbed her hair and shoved his penis back in. His mother seemed to enjoy it, her head still shaking. The bodyguard, still annoyed, pulled out his penis and slapped his mother twice more. At this moment, his mother's thighs were spread wide apart, and the bearded man brought his face close. They gently pulled Qianqian's head a little further away, allowing her tongue to reach her mother's clitoris. Qianqian licked diligently, and with each lick, a little fluid flowed from her mother's vulva. Her mother's thighs, which should have trembled violently, could only spread wide helplessly because they were bound. The bearded man, aroused, turned and left. When he returned, he was holding a wine bottle with the cap open, the liquid inside flowing. Several men lewdly laughed. The bearded man handed the bottle to Mingming at the door, pointing to his mother's vulva. Mingming… He climbed up and thrust the bottle inside. At that moment, the bodyguard grabbed his mother's neck and pushed his hand down to her clitoris. Mingming was enjoying himself with the bottle, and you could see his excited and ferocious smile. The bodyguard roughly rubbed his mother's clitoris. Under the double stimulation, his mother's body suddenly stiffened. Then Mingming pulled out the bottle and saw that it was full of fresh liquid. The wine that had been inserted during the thrusting was dripping out of his mother's vagina. The scene was extremely lewd.

At this moment, the bearded man took two pills, and his penis immediately became hard. He pushed Qianqian and pressed her face against her mother's vulva, watching Qianqian lick her mother's fluids, her buttocks rising high. He held his penis and thrust it in, pumping hard. Meanwhile, Mingming was kneading Qianqian's big breasts vigorously. Damn it, those breasts were our childhood dream, and now they've been completely destroyed by this little brat. I stared intently at those big breasts that trembled with each thrust, which Mingming couldn't even hold, bouncing back and forth, while I was also vigorously wiping my own penis with my hand.

The bodyguard, enjoying himself immensely, shoved Qianqian's head aside, pulled his mother to the bedside, and thrust his already hard penis into her vagina. After a while, he pulled it out, grabbed the wine bottle, and shoved it into his mother's vagina. You could see the wine slowly seeping in. When it reached a certain point, the bodyguard bent down and sucked the wine into her vagina, his mouth opening and closing as he drank it. They were having a great time.

The bearded man shouted at Mingming, "Feeling good, huh? This is how you play with a woman! This slut is so horny, she used every trick in the book to seduce me back then!" Mingming, his penis erect, lunged at his mother.

I had already made up my mind; for revenge, I would do everything I could to torture them to death! I couldn't bear to watch anymore. What should I do? Should I just let these beasts torment my mother like this?

I turned away from the screen. Although it was safe now, what should I do next? I closed my eyes, my father's words echoing in my ears: "The most important thing is to stay calm!"

Yes, stay calm, but it's easier said than done. My cock throbbed incessantly, urging me to keep watching, as if it were roaring, "I want to see, I want to see that slut Qianqian get fucked to death, I want to see..."

I returned to the screen: My mother and Qianqian were laid side by side on the large bed, the only difference being that my mother's legs were still tightly bound, while Qianqian's legs were bent. Both of them had their thighs raised high, their vulvas exposed to three perverts—no, actually four, right? Mingming stood in front of four white thighs, relentlessly slapping two pairs of plump buttocks with his hands. Up and down, left and right, sometimes slapping Qianqian, sometimes slapping my mother, while two men walked to the bedside, kneading the two women's breasts.

The scene was incredibly alluring; the entire room was filled with an atmosphere of lewdness and debauchery. The bearded man tugged at Qianqian's nipples while playing with his mother's breasts. Mingming, exhausted from the beating, climbed on top of her. The bodyguard and the bearded man got off the bed and stood in front of the two women, laughing and talking, seemingly comparing something. They simultaneously thrust their penises into both women's vaginas, the four breasts jiggling with each thrust. Mingming straddled his mother, vigorously fondling her breasts, his smug expression as if he were handling a rare jewel.

Both women's mouths were wide open; without even hearing their voices, one could tell they were emitting wanton moans.

What a pair of sluts! Someday I'll have them both under my cock!

Just then, the bodyguard couldn't hold back any longer and pulled out his penis. White fluid gushed out and sprayed onto Qianqian's face. Then, the bearded man suddenly pulled out his penis and gestured for Mingming to climb off his mother's body. He flipped her over, her buttocks raised high, and I could clearly see fluid automatically flowing from her vagina. Then, the bearded man forcefully spread his hands apart his mother's buttocks, revealing her pink anus. He gestured for Mingming to come quickly. I saw Mingming was incredibly excited, his penis erect, and he walked towards her step by step.

No! My mother is most afraid of someone touching her anus.

Mingming's penis got closer and closer to my mother's anus. That damned bearded man held my mother's wildly writhing buttocks tightly. I don't know why, but I was also incredibly excited. Was this the feeling of conquest? That damned Mingming, just because he has a few coins, can he just insert his penis into any hole he wants?

But is that money really with Mingming? Suddenly, a thought struck me. Wait a minute, that student ID was definitely in my hand. Instinctively, I reached into my shirt pocket and pulled out a stiff student ID. Inside was a bank card and an ID card!

The real rich guy wasn't that kid at all. Big Beard, you've all been fooled. The real rich guy is me!

As if telepathically connected, Mingming seemed to hear my inner cry from the air. Just as he was about to penetrate me, his penis betrayed him and ejaculated, white semen shooting onto my mother's vulva. With that ejaculation, my mother stopped struggling.

And when I suddenly realized that I was the richest person, I excitedly cheered "Ah!" Along with the cheer, a thick stream of semen shot out, landing on the faces of the people on the screen.

"Fuck you all!" I clenched my fist and cursed fiercely, a plan for revenge already forming in my mind.

The semen on the screen made it murky, and the people inside seemed to sense my presence, sitting on the edge of the bed, panting, waiting for me…

At this moment, Qianqian suddenly turned her head and stared intently at the camera hidden in the wardrobe, as if she saw me, and slightly frowned at me…

Chapter Eight:

My father told me: If you panic when something happens, you won't succeed; you must learn to observe. Actually, I've been alone in Shanghai for a year, and no one has really helped me. It was only through the spiritual guidance my father gave me that I found my mother in this city and settled down opposite her. Although unexpected things have happened these past few days, I believe my father's words. As long as I stay calm, let's see how the foolish opponent makes mistakes.

From what I've just observed, I've realized that the bearded man did indeed come to seek revenge on me with his bodyguards. But for some reason, when Mingming found him and said he wanted to have sex with my mother, he realized money was more important than me. Letting Mingming have his way with my mother was more profitable than beating me up. Therefore, even though I ran away, he didn't bother chasing after me.

But who let Mingming find the bearded man?

I fell into deep thought, finally letting out a long sigh. He really thought he was a person, believing others truly valued him. But compared to money, he was nothing. Is this what city dwellers are like now? Willing to sacrifice everything for money—cuckoldry, incest—it's all just a transaction.

I should go back to the countryside. It's too harsh here. My mother didn't even see this clearly back then. She harbored beautiful dreams of the big city, like a character in the TV drama "Dwelling Narrowness," marveling at its prosperity and opportunities, hoping to make a name for herself. But besides her beautiful face and figure, she didn't have many skills. She ended up being bullied by that damned boss Zhang Cong, then becoming a director's mistress, and gradually acquiring some acting skills, doing odd jobs, eventually becoming a second-rate actress who flaunts her talent online.

Although it's safe now, they'll remember me soon enough. What should I do then? That damned Qianqian knows where I live. It's not safe here either. Where is relatively safe? I suddenly remembered the hidden little house in the convenience store. That stinky woman Qianqian definitely doesn't know such a place exists. I'll go there to hide for today.

As I closed my laptop, I glanced at the screen and realized how quickly time had flown by. Almost an hour had passed since I started looking at the screen. I needed to hurry; it would be troublesome if that bitch Qianqian led the way to me.

As I cautiously pushed open the door of the convenience store, unlocked the small shop, and casually glanced at the shelves for anything I could grab, a familiar voice came from behind me: "So you're my brother... I didn't realize you were hiding so well!" Without a second thought, I knew it was that cunning Bobo standing behind me, speaking to me. A wave of panic

washed over me. From what he'd just said, he must know a lot, but why? I turned to face him, glancing behind him out of the corner of my eye. Bobo stood with his hands on his hips, looking at me with arrogance. There was no one behind him. I whispered, "How did you know?"

"Because Mingming told me! Humph!" Bobo said dismissively.

Mingming… Had he just gone home? Oh my god, the house was a mess, my mother and that slut Qianqian were both naked and being violated. I suddenly felt a surge of excitement.

"Don't think you can do it. I did it just now, hehe!" Bo Bo said with a hint of smugness.

"What did you do..." I asked, trembling slightly.

"Brother..." Mingming deliberately said loudly, "I did what you did, ha!"

My mind was a mess, and I angrily said to him, "I didn't do anything before, no, I was forced to just now!"

This time, the way he addressed me as "brother" was full of contempt and disdain. Bo Bo continued, "It's okay, Mingming had already covered the faces of those two sluts before I went in. My mom doesn't know it was me who did it to them! Hahahaha..."

Damn, how could you say such beastly things? I darted out from behind the counter, and Bo Bo took a step back, wondering what I was going to do. But he still shouted, "What do you want to do? You're allowed to do it but I'm not?"

I was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, and hesitantly asked, "What are you doing now?"

"Dad told me to come down and find some lubricant because Mingming can't get in!" I was already a little furious, and I cursed, "Bastard, don't you know she's your mother? How can you help Mingming play with that?"

Bo Bo shrugged: "You can still talk to me like that now? When we raped her together, I saw you enjoying it, didn't you?" This... I was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"To tell you the truth, actually, I'm the one who gave Mingming the phone number to my dad!" Bo Bo looked at me as if I were a helpless ant, and continued, "Actually, I've wanted to sleep with her for a long time, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I only made up my mind when my father texted me saying that you were having an affair with that slut! Thanks to you!" When he said "that slut," Mingming deliberately emphasized it.

"No, that's not it. Mom didn't know we were mother and son back then. She just wanted your dad to come back and spend more time with you!" I stammered.

"You still dare to call her 'Mom'? That's my mom, not yours. She doesn't recognize you as her child at all. Don't think you can claim your roots just because you came from the countryside! I can't even get past that! My mom can do whatever she wants, and my dad supports me!" Bo Bo replied arrogantly.

"You bastard!" I rushed forward, grabbed Bo Bo by the collar, and slammed him to the ground. Although Bo Bo fell to the ground, he was still shocked and pouted, arguing, "You're just showing off now. Go back to the countryside! What can you do to me? Hit me! There are people all around!"

I was startled. Although it was almost evening, there were still many people coming and going. Damn it, I just hated this kid's face. I grabbed his hair, dragged him into the small room inside the shop, threw him on the table, and slammed the door shut.

Without a word, I slapped Bobo hard across the face, making him dizzy and disoriented. His arrogance vanished instantly.

"Brother, brother, don't hit me anymore! I'm going to die!" Bobo pleaded.

"Tell me how Mom is now? What did you do to her? Tell the truth, or I'll kill you!" In the dim light, my face contorted with malice as I threatened Bobo.

"I'll talk, I'll talk! Mom just finished licking my dick, and after a while I ejaculated. Mingming kept asking to play with my ass, so Dad sent me downstairs to get some lubricant!" Mingming stammered.

Although it was just a few words, they still got my blood pumping. I grabbed his neck and roared, "You really didn't let Mom find out?"

Bo Bo struggled and replied, "Really! When Dad called me over, he had already covered Mom and that slut's faces. You don't believe me? Go check!" Good heavens, his mother was raped by her two sons in one day. Oh right, no need to go check, I have my laptop with me. I grabbed the laptop I had just left on the table and turned on the screen. There were still traces of white semen on the screen. Bo Bo looked at me in surprise as I turned on the screen, which showed his bedroom.

His mother was indeed blindfolded. In the dim light, her body looked exceptionally white. She was being led to the bed by Big Beard with his braid, crawling on top of Mingming in a 69 position, trying hard to lick Mingming's penis, while Mingming was shamelessly digging into his mother's anus, trying to widen it so he could penetrate her.

Qianqian was kneeling on the floor beside me, lying on the bed being vigorously penetrated by the bodyguard, moaning loudly.

Bobo stared at the monitor in surprise and said, "So you can monitor too, brother! See, I told you so..."

I snorted and slapped him across the face, saying, "Don't call me brother! I'm not your brother!" Bobo covered his face and explained with a wry smile, "Brother, it's not that Dad has a conscience, it's just that Dad couldn't get hard again. Just now, when I saw you having sex with Mom and Qianqian exposed you, I suddenly got hard. I covered my eyes so that after we were done, I could tell Mom that she was fucked by her own son, and then I could regain my normal function for a moment." What a bunch of bastards!

Seeing my expression soften, Bobo felt he should say more, hoping I'd let him go. So, Bobo boldly described what had happened in the past hour: Mingming's boastful MMS message had astonished him; Mingming had actually taken a nude photo of his mother and sent it to him, asking him to guess who it was. Bobo, who had spied on his mother multiple times, immediately recognized her and rushed home. Just as he was about to enter the bedroom, the bearded man stopped him, personally putting a hood over his mother's head and telling her he wanted to play a fun game.

So Bobo quickly stripped off his clothes, and the bearded man whispered to Bobo, "You know, the poor kid at the convenience store downstairs is actually your country bumpkin brother. There was just a mother-son battle going on, and he was really excited by what he saw! Good boy, your dad's half-cursed, so don't treat her like your mom now, treat her like a toy, understand?" Bobo, of course, excitedly agreed, his heart filled with curses at me, and he rushed in with his little penis erect.

The bodyguard was having sex with the mother when he saw the young master enter. He was about to greet him when he saw the bearded man in the hall waving his hand, understanding the meaning. With a slight smile, he pulled his penis out of the mother's vagina, casually touching it. Still not satisfied, he turned the mother's plump buttocks towards the naked Bobo, pulled Qianqian over, and thrust inside, excitedly calling out.

Bobo suddenly saw his birthplace so close, exposed before his eyes, and could hardly believe it. He could only tremble as he gently parted his mother's vagina with his hands. This was the place he had dreamed of; he had even had a camera installed for this moment. But now, his mother's little cunt was right in front of him, and when he gently touched it, it was soft and yielding. The white semen left by the bearded man and Mingming was still hanging in the pink slit.

Seeing Bobo's hesitation, Mingming loudly proclaimed, "Damn, this slut is really horny! I've done it several times and I'm still not done. I'm exhausted. I need to save my energy for her ass."

Bobo glared at him fiercely, but Mingming continued arrogantly, "Uncle said she's a slut, isn't she?"

With that, he pinched his mother's face with one hand. His mother blushed and said in a low voice, "I am a slut, young master!" Hearing his mother say this, Bobo was already incredibly excited. The slut's pussy was so close, her round ass was so big. Was this really the mother who usually doted on him? This was simply a slut who could say such things.

Then, before Bobo could even insert his fingers into his mother's pussy, Mingming had already grabbed a wine bottle and shoved it into his mother's asshole. But his mother's asshole was too small, and her big ass twisted desperately, trying to avoid the wine bottle.

Several people watched with excitement. The bodyguard, freeing his hand from playing with Qianqian's breasts, pressed down on his mother's buttocks with one hand, saying, "Such a gem needs to be touched before you do it to really enjoy it!" Bobo also disliked Mingming's barbaric behavior. He pulled Mingming's hand away, grabbed his mother's buttocks with both hands, lowered his head, and brought his lips close to his mother's vulva. He saw that his mother's bright red clitoris was particularly sensitive from the previous orgasms. Although Bobo was young, he had seen real porn and knew that this was a woman's sensitive spot. He stuck out his tongue and gently licked it. His mother was aroused and kept twisting her hips. Mingming took the opportunity to vigorously rub his mother's breasts and pull hard on her nipples.

At this point, Bobo looked up at me. I was a little dumbfounded, but the scene on the screen was similar to the description. The bearded man came back into the room and sat on a chair, making his mother stick out her big buttocks and lick his toes, while the bodyguard was having sex with his mother from behind, but playing with Qianqian's breasts with one hand.

It seems they've all taken drugs, otherwise, who could last this long? I cursed silently in my heart.

Seeing me staring blankly at the video, Bo Bo rambled on and twisted his body. But he didn't know I was watching him out of the corner of my eye. I stepped on his shoulder and shouted, "Go on! Tell me in detail!"

Actually, I was also listening to Bo Bo's words, but compared to the live sex scene in the video, it was still lacking a lot. The clever Bo Bo also sensed this, so he described it more explicitly: "Brother, do you know what it feels like to be close to Mother's vulva? I feel like I'm back in Mother's womb. Mother's vulva is so clean, gently brushing against my face, making me feel extremely unreal. I really can't believe it's real. Even as I gently experienced it, the fact that he kept saying crude things made me realize that it was all real. I really was licking Mother's vulva."

My tongue gently traced the small slit, slowly moving inwards. A surge of salty, sour fluid rushed into my throat. My mother was aroused. I opened my mouth and covered her vulva. This was where I came from, and I wanted to possess it completely. Really, that's what I wanted.

At that moment, my mother on the screen was also licking vigorously. She was clearly having an orgasm, her whole body trembling. Her mouth was out of order, just randomly kissing the bearded man's toes. Mingming next to her was using the bearded man's small whip to vigorously lash my mother's pink, plump buttocks. My mother was excitedly twisting and turning from side to side, the scene incredibly lewd.

Bo Bo, thoroughly enjoying himself, continued his whispered description: "Brother, I licked for almost 10 minutes, I licked every inch of Mother's pussy, then I grabbed my cock and thrust it into that dream place."

At this moment, Mother on the screen suddenly raised her head high, her large breasts jiggling incessantly, looking ecstatic. Bo Bo, excitedly watching, kept his eyes glued to the screen with me, muttering, "Brother, you know what? That feeling was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. Although I didn't feel that squeezing sensation, it felt like I was enveloped in water..."

I smiled helplessly at him, saying, "Your cock isn't that big!" Just then, Qianqian crawled to the bearded man's side and said something to him. The bearded man nodded, said a few words to the bodyguard, and Mother slumped limply onto the bed.

A chill ran down my spine. Were they coming to arrest me? Just then, Bobo suddenly pushed me aside with a burst of strength. I stumbled and leaned against the table. Bobo, head down, charged towards the door of the inner room. I tried to grab him but failed. Bobo screamed in a shrill voice, "Help! Murder!" I hardened my heart. Damn it! You little brat, you're really clever! You're so excited, but you're just trying to escape! Trying to run away? I'll kill you! I grabbed a heavy object lying unused on the table and smashed it down on Bobo.

A muffled thud, then silence. Bobo was knocked unconscious. I looked at the object; it was the knife the shopkeeper's wife had left in the store that day, the tag still on.

The bearded man and the bodyguard on the screen had already left the bedroom, leaving only Mingming still wantonly playing with two white bodies. What were they trying to do? Now, looking at the unconscious Mingming, what should I do? (

Chapter Nine: Caring for Mother)

I stared at Bobo lying on the ground, blood streaming from his head. Should I save him or not?

He fell here because he could even betray his own mother to Mingming, and described her so vividly to his half-brother, utterly shameless. How could anyone believe that letting him go wouldn't lead to him reporting me? Besides, this wicked child would definitely come up with a ruthless plan to retaliate if given the chance. Just a few days ago, he could deceive me to spy on my mother, but once he succeeded, he turned on me completely. He betrayed Mingming's mother for a little money, and because of a misunderstanding about my relationship with my mother, he treated her like a commodity and sold her to Mingming. This isn't a brother; he's a little beast!

A story my father once told me about the grasslands flashed through my mind: when people want to achieve something, what do they care about family ties? When Temujin was a child, he mercilessly shot and killed his half-brother because if he didn't, the half-brother would kill him.

Although I am not Temujin, I do not want to save you. Just then, Mingming's phone kept ringing. I took it out of his pocket and saw that it was Big Beard calling. He must be worried about why Mingming has not gone back.

A thought flashed through my mind. I removed the battery from Mingming's phone, so that anyone calling would be out of service. Then I inserted a new SIM card from the store, took out my own phone, found Mingming's mother's number, and used Mingming's phone to write a text message: "Dear customer, card ending in 0048 withdrew 500,000 yuan today. If you have any questions, please contact the bank immediately. Account Manager: Tian Xiaowen." After sending the message, I quietly pulled Bobo aside, then turned and went out, with an olive in my mouth, my voice suddenly becoming hoarse.

As expected, Mingming's mother called in a rage, her voice trembling with anger: "What's wrong with your bank! How could they transfer money without my signature? Who did they transfer it to?! I'm coming to you right now!"

I composed myself, walked to the convenience store entrance, hung up the "closed" sign, and then calmly and slowly said to the shopkeeper: "Dear customer, your deposit was withdrawn by your son's classmate, Bobo, using your ID card. He claimed it was with your consent. Out of responsibility to our customers, I sent you this text message to verify."

The woman on the other end of the line practically roared: "You bastards! When did I let him withdraw money? Who did he give it to? Did he give it to that bitch?!" I thought to myself: You bunch of bastards! My mother may be a little weak, but every one of you wants to bully her! Especially you, you bitch!

Despite thinking this in her heart, she still said aloud, "Dear customer, please calm down. I think I heard that he withdrew the money to his father, not a woman!"

"I'll transfer it to you in a bit. I'm going to find that scumbag right now. That scumbag even came to my husband to talk about financing for a movie. Now he's directly swindling money from my family!" At this point, I could already imagine the boss's wife's angry breasts heaving.

I hung up, inserted Bobo's SIM card into my phone, found Big Beard's number, and immediately sent a text message: "Dad, I'm going to the bank to get back the money Mingming promised us. I've already withdrawn 300,000 yuan and I'm at Mingming's house now. Could you please come down and collect it?"

A few seconds later, Big Beard replied with a text message: "Good! Good son, so sensible! Dad will reward you handsomely!"

I pushed open the door to the small room where Bobo was hiding and saw that Bobo's body was twitching occasionally, as if he was waking up. Since I was already in this situation, I grabbed the knife and smashed it twice more. Seeing that Bobo was motionless, damn, that felt so good. Now I could watch a good show.

I locked the door of the convenience store and walked up the stairs. I could hear the shopkeeper's wife arguing with Big Beard from one floor away!

"You fucking cheated me out of my money! Give me back my money now! Otherwise, I'll call the police!" The shopkeeper's wife had completely turned into a shrew.

"Hmph, where's my Bobo? Didn't you send him to get the money? Give me the money now!" The bearded man demanded defiantly.

"Give you the money? Give you a dead man! I've never seen your son. Who knows which whore he's off with. Give me back my 500,000 right now, while I still consider you my neighbor!" I've experienced this tone and attitude many times before. The landlady must be standing with her hands on her hips, pointing at the bearded man and yelling!

The bearded man softened a bit, after all, he was an investor. He calmed his tone: "Never mind what happened this time, consider it a loan of 300,000 from you, I'll definitely pay you back!"

"300,000? It's clearly 500,000!" the landlady shouted based on my text message!

"No way, it should be 300,000... Let's not argue at the door, your Bobo is still playing in my house right now!" I could hear the bearded man pushing the landlady towards the house.

"Yes, ma'am, let's talk this out! We can discuss things." My heart tightened. These words came from Brother Long, the bearded man's bodyguard.

Hearing the name "Mingming," the landlady seemed to feel a little guilty, probably after seeing Brother Long's burly figure. She followed the bearded man into the house, slamming the door shut.

"Mingming!" Hearing that name made my heart skip a beat. Damn it, I'm still at my mother's house! Thinking this, I rushed upstairs to my mother's house.

Standing at the door, I felt a surge of nervousness. I had just escaped; thankfully, the bearded man and his bodyguard had gone downstairs to get the money. I gently pushed the door; they hadn't really closed it properly in their haste. I slipped in like a cat.

I looked up and saw the calendar, the red circle my mother had drawn on my birthday. I remembered the text message she sent me; she was tired of life in this big city. But I could still hear the real panting and moaning coming from the bedroom, and that damned Mingming's loud, sinister laughter: "You filthy slut, when the drugs arrive, I'll fuck you to death, fuck you until you scream 'waaaa,' hahaha, it'll feel so good!"

My patience had reached its limit. I rushed to the bedroom door, flung it open, and a lewd smell assaulted my nostrils. The bedroom door was wide open, and right there was the wine bottle I'd seen on the monitor. The bottle was half empty. On the bed, my mother and Qianqian were both on top of each other, their big buttocks raised high, and some bright white fluid remained in their vaginas. I didn't know what it was... Semen or strong liquor? Mingming, with one hand on his hip and the other whipping her two large buttocks, continued to hurl insults: "Get moving, or they'll come back and kill you!"

Looking closely, you could see that the mother and Qianqian were still wearing hoods, because they knew that the men would come back to continue their debauchery and didn't want their mother to know that it was her son. Although the mother's breasts were smaller than Qianqian's, her skin was fairer due to her good upbringing. Mingming didn't even turn around; he must have thought it was Big Beard or Brother Long returning. He was shouting, "Brother Long, which slut do you want to fuck this time? I think this old cunt is itchy again. You can't let her go this time; I see she's already gushing with juices..." As he spoke, he reached out and touched his mother's vulva.

I grabbed the bottle I'd just used and smashed it hard against the back of Mingming's head, silencing his lewd ramblings. The brat didn't react at all, collapsing straight onto the bed, landing between Qianqian's legs. Qianqian's cunt was still writhing, completely unaware that I'd taken control.

Damn, this slut is so wanton! Just a meter in front of me, two long, white, tender legs were twisting, her pink and white buttocks bearing faint red welts from the whip. Her arms were bound, unable to move, and her wanton breasts jiggled with her movements.

I dared not look at my mother again, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw her writhing aroused, her large, white buttocks jiggling, incredibly alluring. I couldn't resist touching her—a taboo! Although I had "fucked" my mother at even closer range not long ago, that was forced. This was my mother's own wanton display, a completely new and incredibly lewd side right before my eyes.

How could I let such a beautiful sight go to waste, you little brat? A powerful resentment rose within me.

Damn Qianqian, you schemed against me, even revealing my affair with my mother! You'd sell anything for a little money! Thinking this, I grabbed the whip from Mingming's hand and lashed it hard at Qianqian. Actually, the bearded man had taught Mingming how to whip women—to arouse their desire without actually hurting them. So, he'd only whipped her buttocks and breasts, leaving shallow red marks. Because it was a quick flick, only a momentary pleasure of pain, it could ignite a woman's powerful desire. But now, I was whipping her hard, each lash landing on her delicate abdomen and sensitive vulva.

I cursed silently, "I'll whip you to death, you filthy bitch!" My mother, without a whip, crawled quietly beside me, her hands bound, unable to remove her hood. But she could hear the whooshing sound of my whip, showing how hard I was whipping her. She pleaded softly, "Mingming, don't be so cruel, you'll whip someone to death..."

My mother is so merciful, you know? That bitch just exposed our affair, almost killing me! Qianqian was getting whipped too, yelling, "You brat, are you trying to kill me? Ah, ah, it hurts, it hurts..."

How could it not hurt? The whips were almost drawing blood. A few lashes struck my mother's body, and she curled up in pain, but she still spoke up for Qianqian: "Good boy, Mingming, what happened? It looks like something bumped into the doorway! Don't hit me too hard, it'll really hurt!"

"You bastard director, are you trying to kill me? Whip me like that! I'll fight you!" Qianqian cried out for help, dodging the whip.

Hearing my mother's pleading voice, a surge of hatred rose within me. You foolish woman, seducing your son to bully your husband, and then serving these little beasts alongside that bitch beside you—what a foolish mother!

Thinking this, I grabbed my mother's leg and pulled it closer. As her leg drew nearer, her vulva became clearly visible before my eyes. Without hesitation, I inserted a finger inside. Damn it, this is your punishment for being so foolish!

My finger entered a warm little nest, full of folds. With each thrust, it sucked and licked, and streams of vaginal fluid flowed out. I could hear my mother's moans.

Because I was playing with my mother, I didn't continue to beat Qianqian. Qianqian lay on the bed, helplessly moaning along, but I could tell she wasn't moaning from pleasure, but from the red wounds covering her body. I stomped on her foot hard, and she screamed in pain.

My mother was startled and moaned even more lewdly, unsure of what to do next.

Women are truly a bunch of sluts; they'll do anything to please others! I pulled my finger out abruptly and dragged Mingming off the bed to the floor. Mingming's head slammed hard against the ground. I could imagine that if the landlady saw this, she would definitely rush over and fight me! But she was currently settling accounts with Big Beard and Brother Long, haha. Then I grabbed Qianqian's small waist, pulled down my pants, and my big cock was already hard. I aimed at Qianqian's cunt and thrust it in! Ah, so good!

Qianqian was covered in wounds, and when I pulled her up, I touched the wounds. She screamed loudly, but just as she was about to complain, a big cock suddenly shoved into her cunt. She struggled for a moment, and a huge wave of pleasure rushed to her head. She couldn't help but shout loudly, "Ah..." What a slut, no wonder so many people like to fuck her. Her cunt is so tight. I held Qianqian's waist with one hand and moved my hips hard, fucking the cunt I had dreamed of fucking since I was a child. Today, I finally got my wish in this scene. It felt so good!

Because my mother was completely bound, she could only curl up. While I was having sex with Qianqian, my eyes were glued to my mother's white body.

Such a body should be enjoyed for a long time; how could I let a guy like Big Beard get away with it?

Mother, I'll take good care of you, haha! A surge of pride welled up inside me . I didn't know if it was right or wrong, lewd or righteous, love or hate.

Just then, a phone rang from the table. I picked it up and saw it was my boss, Zhang Cong, calling. I knew it was my mother's phone. I cursed inwardly, "You lewd boss, if I don't kill your whole family, I'll write my name backwards!"

Thinking this, I slammed the phone down, checked my watch, and while still thrusting and enjoying Qianqian's little pussy, I typed a text message to Zhang Cong: "Go to the usual convenience store downstairs in ten minutes. I'll give you everything today, but you have to give me the money first!"

A few seconds later! A text message came back: "I have plenty of money! What I want is you, hehe!"

I thought to myself: You want a dead person, huh... 10-24
Taking care of mother Chapter 10

Actually, I was very anxious, but my cock was really enjoying Qianqian's cunt so much. It felt better and better the more I fucked her. But as her pink cunt was being fucked until it was dripping with white fluid, I knew that time was passing minute by minute, and the danger was getting bigger and bigger. I wondered how the landlady downstairs was talking to the bearded man? I also wondered if Zhang Cong was going to the convenience store downstairs. Thinking of this, I groaned softly and shot my thick semen into Qianqian's vagina. Qianqian also screamed loudly at the same time. She couldn't resist the continuous fucking and collapsed onto the bed with a thud, unconscious.

My mother didn't know what had happened, but intuitively she knew it was over. She wondered if he was next. Trembling, she said, "Brother Long, Brother Long, Bobo hasn't come home yet, has he?"

I was taken aback. My mother had mistaken me for the bodyguard, Brother Long. I scoffed, ignoring her, grabbed a wine bottle, dragged Mingming from under the bed onto the bed, and slammed his head against Qianqian's crotch, muttering inwardly: You little brat, you wanted to sleep with my mother? Today you got what you wanted, but you'll have to pay the price. Let the King of Hell judge your gains and losses!

I could feel the bloodshot eyes. After being repeatedly and violently smashed, Mingming was already unable to breathe. I wiped the bottle with a sheet, took the unconscious Qianqian's hand, and shoved the blood-soaked bottle into her hand. Then I opened the wardrobe door next to me, grabbed a nightgown belonging to my mother, pulled her up, wrapped her in it, and whispered to her, "Come with me!"

"Where to?" My mother had heard the brutal smashing sounds and didn't know what had happened.

"Hurry and save your son! The owner of the convenience store downstairs has locked him up and said he won't release him unless we pay him!" I pulled her along as we hurried out the door.

"Brother Long, what's wrong? Your voice sounds off! Didn't you say you'd give us money?" My mother asked urgently as she followed me. "Quickly untie me, I'm still tied up." I could hear the urgency in my mother's voice, her tone filled with tears.

"It's too late! Your husband just went downstairs to negotiate with Mingming's mother, but Mingming's father grabbed Bobo and put him at the convenience store in order to get money. We have to go and rescue him right away!"

Since you've mistaken me for someone else, I might as well play along: "Hurry up and go. I'll untie you when we get there. Saving him is the priority!"

“It’s all his fault! Selling me was bad enough, but now even our son is in trouble,” the mother complained dejectedly. We got on the elevator, and a couple was getting off at the same time. The young husband looked at the mother, who was wrapped in a nightgown and a mask, her bare, white legs exposed, and asked me excitedly, “You, you are…”

I ignored him and whispered threateningly, “Emergency! Don’t ask any more questions if you don’t want to die!”

The young wife tugged at her husband and whispered grumbling, “The people here are all perverts, don’t meddle.”

The young husband looked up, trying to show some of his sense of justice, but the wife stomped on his foot and shouted, “We’re here to make money, not to be Spider-Man! Let’s go!” As she said this, the elevator doors opened on the first floor, and the husband reluctantly followed the woman out.

I looked down at my mother; a tear welled in her eye. She bit her lip, said nothing, and followed me out of the elevator. I glanced up and saw the "closed" sign still hanging there. I quickly took a few steps, took it down, pushed open the door, and shoved my mother inside, whispering, "Go save them! I'll go upstairs and check." Then I rushed out of the building.

From a distance outside, through the window, I saw my mother frantically trying to free herself from the ropes binding her hands. Her pajamas fluttered with her struggles. A moment later, she had her hands free, removed the hood, and looked around in confusion.

This road is the only way the boss can go to the convenience store. I could already hear Zhang Cong's excited footsteps. I saw him come closer to me from afar, holding a cell phone and talking on the phone. The voice grew louder as it approached: "What did you say? What 300,000? What happened to Mingming? What's going on? I'm busy right now! Can we talk later? Um... what's wrong with you?"

I greeted him with a fawning smile, which startled him. He said to me with a bad temper, "Xiaofeng, what's wrong with my slut? The signal was very unclear just now, it kept cutting out. She said something about 500,000, that Bobo's mom swindled her out of 300,000, but I just received a text from her asking me to meet her. I'd better ask her in person."

I said obsequiously, "What do you need me to do?"

Zhang Cong paused, a blush rising to his face, and whispered to me, "Damn it, what's wrong with your voice? I bet Bobo's mom is short of money again and is asking me for a loan. Do you want to come and see how I deal with that slut? Hehe!"

My heart tightened, and I cursed inwardly, "You beast, you'll have your fun soon enough!" But I replied aloud, "Aren't you afraid of the boss's wife..."

"Her? Hmph, she's nothing without me. She hung up the phone halfway through the call for some reason..." Zhang Cong paused and said.

Hung up... My heart tightened. Was it because of Big Beard and Brother Long? They were still at his house!

"Hehe, I'll go back in a bit. I bought Mingming some nice stuff today. He kept asking for this, and I finally got it for him." Zhang Cong proudly pulled out a webcam. I didn't even need to look at it to know it was exactly the same as the one Bobo had installed at home. But Zhang Cong didn't know anything about computers and didn't know what it was for. Kids these days are all bad, damn it!

Zhang Cong didn't know what I was thinking. He patted my shoulder and led me to push open the door of the convenience store. I looked up and saw that the door of the small shop was ajar, and the sound of a woman crying came from inside.

"What's going on?" Zhang Cong muttered warily as he led me inside. He gently pushed open the door and saw his mother, almost completely naked, cradling Bobo and shaking him violently, shouting, "Bobo, what happened to you? Who did this?!"

In the dim light, his mother's face was almost contorted with rage, like a female beast about to unleash its fury. When the door opened, Zhang Cong stood before her. She was on the verge of exploding; she suddenly stood up, her loose pajamas falling to the floor, revealing her completely naked body. A few glistening drops of fluid clung to her pubic hair.

Zhang Cong was stunned by the sight before him. He had no idea what was happening, and kept trying to sound brave: "Xiao Li, what happened to you? Xiao Feng, see, I told you she was here..." He was utterly incoherent.

His mother pointed to Bobo lying in front of him, grabbed the weapon I had used to smash Bobo, but this time the blade was pointed forward, gleaming, and she lunged at Zhang Cong.

This scene was something you'd only see in a movie, because it happened so fast. The knife plunged into Zhang Cong's stomach, and blood gushed out instantly. I could feel the warm blood spurting out even standing next to him.

His mother cried out, "Ah!" and released her grip. Zhang Cong couldn't believe that the woman who had become his prey that night would stab him so deeply. He almost roared at his mother, "Are you crazy! Ah! Xiaofeng, call the police! No, call an ambulance..." He was so shocked by his own words that he fell backward, his large body crashing heavily to the ground, unconscious.

His mother stared blankly at me. Our eyes met, and I stared intently at her naked body. She didn't know what to say. Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, she hesitated for a moment, then regained some composure and said in a low voice, "You really are Xiaofeng..." I nodded fiercely, unsure what to say.

My mother pointed at Zhang Cong on the ground and said, "You killed him! He killed Bobo, he killed your brother!" I could feel a chill in her tone, and her eyes flashed with murderous intent!

I shook my head, but what I really thought was, I wouldn't kill him for Bobo's sake!

I took two steps, picked up my pajamas from the ground and draped them over my mother, then looked around.

My mother gritted her teeth, but received no answer from me. She was at her wits' end, helpless like a little woman, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed loudly, "Kill him! He killed your brother! He deserves to die!" (I'll write a separate chapter about my mother's story, hehe!)

I remained silent, took my mother's hand, and led her into the inner room. There, I saw Bo Bo staring blankly at the ceiling, his eyes rolled back in his head, looking utterly defeated. I opened the laptop next to him and silently pulled up the video recording. As the sounds of moaning filled the air…

my mother began to feel angry, but then, as she saw the obscene images, she suddenly realized that it had been filmed in her bedroom, and the only person who could have installed the camera was… Bo Bo!

My mother couldn't believe her son had installed this in her bedroom. Did that mean he'd seen all those shameful nights she spent with Big Beard? No, this couldn't be true. She muttered, "You're lying, this is fake, it wasn't Bobo who did it, it was you!" I was too lazy to explain. I just shook my head and pointed to what Zhang Cong was holding. My mother recognized it as the same camera. She knew Mingming and Bobo were good friends; they shared common interests…

"Ah…you bastard…" my mother complained loudly at me. Shyness, frustration, fear, confusion, and helplessness all surged from her expression, accompanied by her lewd panting in the video.

But a woman is a woman; she'll grab onto any lifeline. And right now, that lifeline was right in front of her—me. So she held my hand tightly, refusing to let go. She pleaded softly, "Xiaofeng, let's go home. I'm tired." I shook my head again. I knew my mother now belonged entirely to me. I pointed to the unconscious Zhang Cong outside and then to the upstairs.

"Xiaofeng, why aren't you saying anything? Have you forgotten how I used to hold you and play with you when you were little?" my mother said somewhat frantically.

I thought to myself, it was the first time I saw you hang up the phone. When I was most helpless, you didn't offer me any help. You'd let the neighbor have affairs for money, you'd marry a perverted boss for money, you'd have affairs with rich second-generation heirs for money… I have absolutely no memory of you.

Thinking this, I forcefully shook off her hand. I didn't have time to argue with her anymore. I needed to know what Big Beard was doing now? What was he like when he returned home and saw Mingming's body? Heh heh, I grabbed my notebook, pulled my mother, and rushed to my room.

My mother felt a little embarrassed being pulled along, struggling to straighten her clothes and fidgeting a bit. Now she trusted me as much as she trusted Big Beard. Who cared if Zhang Cong lived or died? Who cared about Bobo? She'd just go with me for now.

I left the convenience store, calmly locked the door behind me, and hung up the "closed" sign.

When I pushed open the door to my little nest, I suddenly felt a sense of triumph, as my mother was entering my humble abode for the first time. We were finally reunited in our own little home.

Her gaze swept around, finally settling on the binoculars beside my bed. She knew without a doubt that her little nest was directly in their direction.

My mother was almost in tears, deeply moved. Her son had been silently watching over her all along, without her even knowing. But she still murmured to me, "Xiaofeng, you've suffered so much these past years. Wasn't it your birthday a couple of days ago…?"

I quickly grabbed a glass of water and drank it down, clearing my throat until my voice returned to normal. Trembling, I called out to my mother, "Mom!" and pulled her into my arms. The room was small, with only one large bed. And it was on this bed that that damned Qianqian had lied to me again.

My mother, shyly, was held tightly in my arms. Even though there was a layer of clothing between us, her nightgown was very thin, revealing everything, making it feel like I was holding a naked jade sculpture. I enjoyed the fragrance of my mother and the scent of wine. Actually, the wine scent was emanating from my mother's lower body. Because now, my mother wasn't just a mother, but a wanton mother. I guess she had also thought of seducing me, then being forced to have sex with the bearded man, followed by hours of wild sex, and now she was being held tightly in her own son's arms, his huge penis hard against her.

My mother breathed softly into my ear, as if speaking to her lover, "My dear son, I know you've suffered. Let go of me, I just killed someone too, what am I going to do!" I could feel her trembling. Although she had mustered the courage to stab Zhang Cong, she didn't know if he was alive or dead, and Bo Bo's death was a huge shock to her!

I gritted my teeth, released my mother, and stared at her intently. Was this really my mother? Where was she when I needed her? She could even deceive Qianqian… If we were together, would she deceive me the same way she deceived my father? Would she cheat me out of my money like Qianqian did, and then betray me? Back then, she resolutely left us for her own happiness, and today, when she needs me, she can beg me. Isn't that the same as Qianqian? Then, in this same house, what Qianqian didn't have, I must have.

Thinking of this, I slapped my mother hard across the face. She was stunned, dumbfounded. I whispered to her, "You're not my mother, you're a filthy whore, a murderer! I'll call and report you for murder in a minute!"

My mother was completely stunned by my words. She didn't know what to say: "No...no, son, whatever you want, Mom will give you. Everything I have is yours..." As she said this, she began to slowly undress, forgetting that she was only wearing a thin nightgown.

She only had one layer of clothing. When she habitually undressed, her naked body was once again exposed before my eyes. I habitually pulled out my large penis and said to her, "Lick it until it feels good, and I'll find a way to satisfy you!" My mother hesitated for a moment, but fear overcame shame. She knelt down, opened her small mouth, and immediately took my penis into her mouth, gently sucking on it. I felt waves of pleasure surge through me; it felt so good.

I sat up abruptly on the bed, stroking my mother's hair while watching her diligently perform oral sex on me. With my other hand, I squeezed her breasts hard. Although she was older, they were well-maintained and still smooth. I whispered boastfully to my mother, "Your son isn't a pauper anymore. By today, your son will be a millionaire!"

My mother paused, looked up at me with a hint of disdain, but she probably took the lie as truth. I pulled out Mingming's mother's ID card and bank card from my pocket and said to her, "There's 3 million in this card. This is the ID card."

My mother spat out my penis and lowered her head... He said in a low voice, "Then she'll come looking for you!"

I looked at my mother's pretty face, and used my hands to forcefully turn her body around, her round buttocks facing my big cock. I slapped her rosy buttocks a few times and shouted, "I'll tell you what happened after I've fucked her to my heart's content!"

As soon as I finished speaking, my big cock plunged into my mother's vagina, thrusting hard. I finally enjoyed my mother's body. I remembered that sometimes when my father was frustrated, he would often mutter to me that my mother was a stunner. Today, I finally got that stunner feeling back. My mother's vagina was especially tight because of the tension, gripping my big cock tightly.

While I was fucking, I grabbed my laptop. I wanted to see if things were going according to my plan.

When I opened the laptop and brought up the monitor screen, I saw the bedroom door being pushed open, and the bodyguard, Brother Long, walked in, standing there dumbfounded! He was shocked by the bloody and erotic scene before him!

Chapter Eleven:

Actually, my mother had been turning her head to look at the screen the whole time. She also wanted to know what would happen next. However, I quickly pressed her head down, preventing her from looking, and increased the frequency of my thrusts. After so many changes, my mother's cunning nature was completely suppressed, revealing only her weak side. She resignedly lowered her head, letting her own son thrust into her forcefully, occasionally letting out moans. Anyway, it was already like this; trusting fate was less important than trusting the son who was fucking her. What did it matter what the future held? At least her son had grown up and could live independently by her side for a year.

Between moans, my mother whispered to herself, "Son, you're still young, take care of yourself... Ah... I've been thinking about you, I didn't expect to see you these past few days, ah, so good, son, yours is so big..."

I was too lazy to pay attention to this slutty mother. At this moment, all I could think about was the mother who hung up on me. Now you're befriending me just to avoid me calling you a murderer. What have you given me all these years? Just 1000 yuan a year in child support, and then the cold silence of hanging up the phone. Where were you when your son was in despair in the internet cafe? Where were you when your son was being humiliated by your stepson? When you seduced me, where was your shame? I know that in this big city, hiring an actress for one night costs several thousand yuan, and your love for your son is reflected in that money! At this moment, you are not my mother, you are just a cheap prostitute. Thinking of this, my hips moved rapidly, thrusting hard into my mother's cunt. My mother didn't know what I was thinking, but the penis inside her vagina grew larger and moved at high speed. With the rapid thrusting of my penis, my mother's juices gushed out, soaking my thighs. As

I fucked her, I vigorously rubbed my mother's breasts with my hands. These breasts, which had always belonged to me, had actually nourished that beastly Bobo. Like father, like son. The father is a big bad guy, so naturally the son would think of spying on and selling his own mother. This is retribution!

My movements grew increasingly forceful, squeezing my mother's nipples hard. I wanted nothing more than to rip those wretched nipples off, for they originally belonged only to my father and me, but had been brutally violated by the bearded man and Bobo, and the wicked boss and his son had clearly done just that. Now, at this moment, they were utterly evil; they had seduced so many bad people, and today, at this moment, they belonged to their master—me. Now, let me take good care of them.

But everything on the screen was under my control, including you, you slut, beneath me. No, if I report you, you're a murderer. Hmph, I threatened my mother through gritted teeth in a low voice: "You're not my mother, and I'm not your son. You're just my slave. Serve me to my pleasure, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll call the police to arrest you and put you in jail, to be fucked by the police every day!"

My mother trembled, and I could feel her body heating up. She didn't know what to say, only managing to utter a few words: "No, Xiaofeng…you're my son, ah…this isn't right…but I will…" "I'll serve you well..."

I snorted and said loudly, "You slut, lick me properly, don't just fool me like before, you know? That slut Qianqian also licked me to cheat me out of money..."

As I said this, I pulled my penis out of her cunt, grabbed my mother's hair, and pressed her head down in front of my penis. My mother was a little surprised at first, but she quickly took my penis into her mouth and licked it diligently. Her tongue gently curled and licked along the slit of my glans, sending waves of tingling sensations down my back. Finally, I couldn't help but ejaculate on my mother's face, the white semen covering her entire face.

I looked down at my mother's embarrassed state. She didn't know how to please me, but she couldn't let go of her own feelings. Her actions seemed ridiculous to me. She had initially composed herself, as if about to say something, but then, as if remembering something, she hesitated, trying to wipe the semen from her face. Looking at her, I felt a pang of pity and whispered, "Mom... I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back..."

My mother gently wiped the thick semen from her face and said obediently, "As long as you're happy, anything is fine..." She was completely like a sex slave.

Hearing this, I felt terrible. Because of my words, my mother had already treated me as her master. But what I wanted was my mother, not a sex slave. I remembered the first time Bobo drugged my mother, and how he gently lay motionless beside her. Bobo also needed love, but a moment of love doesn't make you a good child. Deep down, he just wanted to have sex with his mother. And I had just finished with my mother! What was the difference between me and Bobo? I didn't need a sex slave; I wanted my mother.

Thinking of this, I stared intently at my mother. She met my gaze with a hint of panic. She didn't know what I was planning to do. In her familiar social circle, those who had slept with her were expected to reward her. Being slept with by her boss meant staying a few more months; being kept by the bearded man meant getting a small house and a bastard child; being slept with by Mingming meant she hadn't received any reward yet, but she was sure to get a share of the hundreds of thousands. Today, right now, she was being slept with by her own son. She didn't know what she would get in return. All she could feel was her son's waves of hatred and contempt.

My mother's gaze softened; she hoped to warm me with the maternal love I had always lacked. But I wasn't falling for her tricks. Just days before, she had schemed to seduce me and arouse Big Beard's jealousy, but she hadn't considered my feelings at all. In her heart, I was nothing more than a poor country boy, someone she could easily discard. What truly mattered to her was probably just her so-called status in a big city, the fleeting existence of a stage actor, and her relatively secure but mischievous son, Bobo. Thinking of Bobo, I whispered to her, "Mom, now you only have me as your son."

My mother, true to her stage persona, quickly seized the opportunity and rushed over to hug me tightly. My heart skipped a beat, and tears welled up instantly. A phrase my father often used to tell me, a saying from the countryside, flashed through my mind: "Prostitutes are heartless, actors are ungrateful."

Although my mother's warm body held me tightly, my heart remained cold. I didn't know why she was holding me; it was like two people who met through a blind date getting together—the man felt some joy, but mostly worry. I thought to myself, this bitch of a mother really only wants money, then a stable life, and only lastly will she consider me. That's her true nature. For money, for status, she could abandon my father, abandon me—that proves everything. Thinking this

, I couldn't be bothered with her anymore. My eyes were fixed on the laptop screen. At that moment, the bodyguard was desperately trying to revive Mingming, but he had already discovered that Mingming was lifeless. He was shouting something at Qianqian, who was unconscious on the bed. Seeing that Qianqian didn't react, he went over and shook her vigorously. Qianqian, completely naked, was jolted awake. Brother Long yelled at her, ripped off her mask, and untied the ropes binding her. As soon as the bonds were broken, Qianqian grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over Brother Long's head. Brother Long, completely bewildered, was instantly dazed. I almost burst out laughing.

Qianqian thought Brother Long had been abusing her, and given her never-give-up personality, she was determined to retaliate now that she was free. However, after hitting Brother Long, she found Mingming lying motionless under the bed. She froze, stunned. Brother Long rubbed his head, pointed at her, and loudly berated her. His voice wasn't loud, and it was hard to hear clearly, but from his expression, he seemed to be accusing Qianqian of something wrong with Mingming.

Qianqian got out of bed naked, approached Mingming, bent over, and checked his breath. Finding him lifeless, she stood up screaming, her breasts jiggling, and pointed at Brother Long, yelling, "You killed him! I heard you smash him!" Her voice was loud enough to blare from the laptop's speakers.

Her mother heard it too, her whole body trembling. She recognized Qianqian's voice; she had been there too and heard the smashing sound, but it wasn't Brother Long who did it, because it was her son, now holding her, who pulled her out.

Brother Long roared, slapping her across the face and slamming Qianqian onto the bed. His voice was loud enough to fill my speakers: "You bastard! I saw you with a weapon! This brat was messing with you, and you smashed him to death! You almost killed me just now, you filthy bitch!"

"You murderer! Help! Murder!" Qianqian screamed.

Brother Long was clearly flustered, because the game they had just played couldn't be told to anyone. However, Qianqian's loud screams were sure to get him a lot of trouble. But this woman was so irrational; why was she blaming him?

Brother Long didn't bother arguing with her. He grabbed Qianqian's arm and twisted it almost dislocated. Qianqian had never experienced such torture before; she screamed and fainted. I felt a surge of satisfaction. Damn it, this bitch, serves her right for being so arrogant in front of me! Then Brother Long grabbed a whip and quickly tied Qianqian up.

It was my turn. I said to my mother, "You stay here obediently; it's too dangerous to go out." My mother nodded firmly and pulled the blanket over herself.

I didn't have time to argue with my mother anymore. I pulled on my pants, pushed open the door, and ran out. If my calculations were correct, Brother Long would definitely try to escape; this was the perfect opportunity.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while in front of the elevator on the first floor, I suddenly saw Brother Long emerge from inside, looking completely disoriented. He ignored me and walked forward blankly. I grabbed him and said, "What did you do? I know everything!"

This startled Brother Long. He stopped, saw that I was alone, and immediately became fierce, looking at me as if he wanted to fight, roaring, "You brat, aren't you satisfied with just cursing your mother? You want to die?"

"Brother, I'm not afraid of death, but come with me for a moment. Did Big Beard arrange for you to kill my boss?" I pulled Brother Long into the convenience store.

Brother Long was shocked, but quickly looked deflated and followed me into the store. We saw the boss lying on the ground, clutching his stomach and groaning. He had regained consciousness, but due to excessive blood loss, he couldn't call for help. Brother Long froze at this sight, completely unsure of what to do.

I said to him with a hint of sarcasm, "Hurry up and call your boss down to handle this!"

Brother Long pleaded in a low voice, "Brother, I was wrong just now, but you hit me too, so we're even. I just came with him to help out, to have some fun, but something inexplicably happened upstairs, and now another one has come. I really can't help anymore. I'll call him, and you can let me go back quickly!"

I said to him with a righteous look, "Just now, your boss's child came down and said something to him, I don't know what?" I pointed to Zhang Cong, who was groaning softly, and then Zhang Cong killed the child and hid him in the inner room. I saw all of this.

"Ah?" Brother Long looked surprised. He didn't expect that the bearded man's child would be killed by the person on the ground. After hesitating for a moment, he trembled and said, "Little brother, what can I do? This has nothing to do with me!"

"You were all together just now, and Bo Bo came down here. You arranged it all. Now my boss has been stabbed for no reason. Who else can I turn to if not you?" I deliberately spoke vaguely, stalling for time.

Zhang Cong, lying on the ground, knew we had come in. He was furious with us for not calling an ambulance immediately, for discussing this and that instead of realizing we would bleed to death. He desperately turned to face us, straining to shout, "It was that slut upstairs who stabbed me! Please, save me!"

I pretended to rush over, leaning close to him and deliberately saying loudly, "Then why did you kill her son?"

Zhang Cong was clueless, not understanding why I had said that. Pain and confusion filled his face. I continued in a low voice, "If you're right, I'll help you up..."

Brother Long stood behind me, dazed, unsure what to do or what had happened. He was caught between a rock and a hard place. Zhang Cong nodded painfully, mustered his last strength, and said, "I did it! Help me!"

I stood up, turned to Brother Long, and shouted, "Where's Big Beard? Go get him!" Brother Long was willing to do anything to get out of there. He turned and rushed up the stairs. I also took out my phone and pressed the call button on Zhang Cong's contorted face.

Zhang Cong grabbed me with one hand and whispered, "Save me, I'm going to fuck that slut to death, damn it..."

I watched as Brother Long's figure disappeared from my sight, then turned and stared at Zhang Cong, saying viciously, "That slut is my own mother! You'll never have the chance to fuck her to death again..." Upon hearing this, Zhang Cong's eyes widened as he stared at me in terror. I pressed down hard on his hand holding the knife, and blood flowed all over my hand until his eyes were wide open and he was lifeless.

I snorted, took a picture of him dying with my phone, took out his phone, and sent a text message to the shop owner: "I want a divorce. I'm upstairs now. You can come over and talk."

After sending it, I put his phone in my pocket, walked out of the convenience store, and called my mother as I left. She answered immediately, anxiously asking, "How is it?"

Because she answered so quickly, I was a little unaccustomed to it, so I coldly said to her, "You answer the phone so fast now..." There was a

moment of silence on the other end of the line, then she said, "Son, it was my fault before..."

I walked out of the stairwell, found a place where I could observe the situation in the convenience store, squatted down, and whispered to my mother, "Keep an eye on the binoculars and the notebook, and tell me what's happening at home."

I heard my mother get up from the phone, and after a while, she said to me, "Son, Qianqian is still tied up there. There's nothing in the binoculars... wait, something's happening." I didn't need to guess to know that the shop owner must have rushed in. Sure enough, my mother continued nervously, "That bitch downstairs rushed in! What's she shouting?" What could she be shouting? She must be looking for her husband, but she probably won't find him; she'll find his body instead.

Just then, I saw Brother Long lead Big Beard into the convenience store. Through the window, I could see them talking. Halfway through their conversation, Big Beard's eyes widened in shock. He must have heard that his son, Bobo, was dead. Brother Long rushed behind the counter and looked for the door to the small shop. Brother Long stood helplessly next to Zhang Cong, watching Zhang Cong's wide-open eyes, lifeless, not knowing what to do.

I thought to myself, "You wouldn't dare call the police, but if you won't, I will. But before you do, I'll arrange for that bitch upstairs to come down and see how her husband died.

" My mother continued broadcasting the messages from upstairs on her phone: "That bitch went into the inner room. She's stunned and is crying while hugging Mingming. Qianqian woke up, and that bitch is asking Qianqian what happened." Hearing this, I quickly went into the building and took the elevator to my mother's floor. The phone signal kept dropping, but my mother continued broadcasting. I was already inside my mother's home, looking around at the familiar space. From the inner room came the shopkeeper's loud crying.

A surge of satisfaction welled up inside me; he only got what he deserved. I rushed inside and immediately met Qianqian's gaze. She was still bound and naked before me, but there was no time to waste words. I pretended to be angry and said to them, "Where's Big Beard? He hit me earlier. This isn't over. I'm back to settle the score with them!"

Then, I pretended to look down and saw Mingming's body. The landlady, who now considered me one of her own, hugged me tightly, sobbing as if she had found a lifeline, "Xiaofeng, what are we going to do? Mingming was killed by them! How did this happen?"

I gently supported the landlady and said loudly, "This afternoon, there was a lewd party here, and your son was involved with them... "Big Beard, and Big Beard's bodyguard, and Big Beard's wife, and then there's her..."

I said, pointing a finger at Qianqian. Qianqian's eyes were filled with fear. She shouted, "I didn't kill him! I was practically tortured to death by your son, and then whipped like this. How could I possibly kill him? It was Big Beard's bodyguard, Brother Long, who killed him!"

I thought to myself, "That's exactly what I was waiting for." I reassured the shop owner, "I'm here to report this. Brother Long and Big Beard are downstairs in the convenience store. You should go and ask them what happened to Mingming."

The shop owner heard Qianqian's words. She was like a female beast, thinking what I said made sense. She pointed at Qianqian and said to me, "Call the police now, and keep an eye on her. I'll skin you alive! Go downstairs and settle accounts with them!" With that, she turned and quickly left.

Only Qianqian and I were left in the room. I whistled softly and said fiercely to the slut on the bed, "When the police come, I'll report you for seducing Mingming. His semen is all over your stinking cunt right now. You're dead!"

Hearing this, Qianqian went limp and didn't know what to do. Seeing me raise the phone to dial the police, she suddenly whispered to me, "Xiaofeng, save me. From now on, whatever you want me to do, I'll be yours. No, I'll always be yours..."

I suddenly became childlike, unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and said to Qianqian, "Really? Lick it properly now, maybe I'll be happy and won't tell the police!" Qianqian was still half a meter away from me, but she twisted and turned on the bed to get closer. I swung my penis back and forth, trying to prevent her slutty mouth from licking it. Qianqian, like the cheapest bitch, chased after my penis with her little mouth, trying to take it in all at once, as if taking it in would be forgiveness.

Actually, I was calculating when the landlady would come downstairs, so after playing around for a while, I shoved my penis into Qianqian's mouth. Qianqian opened her eyes wide and diligently licked me. I bent down and untied her whip, saying to her, "If you're obedient, come downstairs with me and don't talk nonsense." After saying that, I found a dress and threw it on her, then pulled my penis out of her mouth.

Qianqian reluctantly left my penis, put on the thin dress, and came out of the building with me. We took the elevator and saw the young couple who had just come downstairs coming in. The husband saw that I had brought down another beautiful woman covered by only one layer of clothing, and he stared blankly. The wife twisted her husband's ear and said, "Damn it, this building is full of sluts, seductive sluts. We're moving tomorrow!"

The husband was in pain from being twisted and pleaded with his wife, "Okay, okay, whatever you say." But even as he said that, his eyes never left the high breasts under Qianqian's thin dress.

Upon reaching the first floor, I feigned concern and asked Qianqian, "Tell me, who killed Mingming?"

Qianqian trembled and replied, "It was the bodyguard, Brother Long."

I added, "You must tell the truth!"

Even through the door of the convenience store, I could feel the tense atmosphere inside. I heard the proprietress screaming in anguish, "I'm going to fight you! How did my husband die? How did my son die? Why did he die in your house! Give me back my son! Give me back my husband! You bastard, I'll fight you to the death..."

Inside, the bearded man, holding Bobo's corpse, angrily shouted at the proprietress, "My son was killed by your husband! Brother Long is my witness! Even if I only borrowed 300,000 yuan from you, your husband wouldn't have killed my son!"

"Your son deserved to die! Give me back Mingming!" The shouts echoed throughout the hallway, and soon other doors opened, with many neighbors coming out.

I quietly followed Qianqian inside. The shop owner, hearing the door open, saw us both enter and pointed at me, shouting to the bearded man, "Xiaofeng, tell me what happened this afternoon!" I gently nudged Qianqian from behind.

Seeing the shop owner's bloodshot face, Qianqian was terrified, trembling as she pointed at Brother Long and said, "It was him, he killed Mingming!"

Brother Long, seeing Qianqian, was also startled, wondering how she got there. But hearing her words, he immediately retorted, "Nonsense, I didn't kill him! I was with him the whole time!" He then pointed at the bearded man.

Qianqian composed herself and continued to Brother Long, "He not only killed Mingming but also tied me up." She then raised her arms high, revealing deep marks from two ropes binding them. Neighbors had already entered, witnessing the bloody scene before them. Some had already started calling the police, but many male neighbors, while on the phone, stared intently at the thinly dressed Qianqian.

Qianqian's face still bore traces of semen, a sight that horrified the neighbors. They marveled at the cruel twist of fate that allowed them to witness such a beautiful woman, her body barely concealed beneath her thin dress.

The men believed Qianqian, shouting at Brother Long, "You're the murderer!"

To prove her innocence, Qianqian yelled at the bearded man and Brother Long, "They abused me this afternoon, how could I possibly kill someone?" With that, she abruptly pulled off her dress, standing naked before them. Her body was covered in whip marks, the lashes so severe they drew blood with each strike.

The bearded man turned to Brother Long, asking incredulously, "Did you do all this? Did you kill Mingming because you were smoking too hard?"

Brother Long was speechless, only able to argue, "You filthy slut, Mingming did all this, didn't he? I wasn't even here this afternoon..."

"Not here? Humph, my pussy is full of your semen, you're not even here!" Qianqian had gone all out, while the neighbors stared intently at her naked body

, berating Brother Long. Brother Long turned to the bearded man and shouted, "You don't believe me! You sent Bobo down to buy things! Otherwise, he wouldn't be dead!" Hearing this, the proprietress completely erupted. Like a wild beast, she pulled a knife from Zhang Cong's corpse and stabbed Brother Long. Everyone was stunned by this moment, except for me, who stood there calmly! I believe no one can remain calm after knowing who killed their child!

Brother Long was quick; while dodging, he pointed at the bearded man and shouted, "Stop this crazy woman! Her husband killed your son!" The landlady missed Brother Long, but retaliated by stabbing the bearded man. The bearded man, still grieving the loss of his son, was caught off guard and stabbed hard in the arm by the landlady's knife, blood gushing out.

Seeing she had hit him, the landlady tried to pull out the knife and stab him again, but the bearded man, probably also remembering his grief, yelled, "Damn it, trying to kill me? I don't want to live anyway!" He then slapped the landlady hard across the face with his other hand, pushing her away.

At that moment, police sirens blared outside. Anxious, I shouted, "The landlady's knife is on the shelf!" Actually, I only shouted, because the three of them had really drawn their knives and drawn blood; everyone was backing away, but no one wanted to miss the commotion.

The shopkeeper's wife fell to the ground, already looking up at the shop's shelves. The bearded man rushed forward, shouting, "Bobo's dead! I don't want to live anymore! I'll kill your whole family!" He pulled the knife from his arm and stabbed the shopkeeper's wife viciously!

Seeing the man's ferocity, the shopkeeper's wife scrambled to the knife rack, dodging his attack. As she dodged, she grabbed a small knife. Seeing his first strike fail, the man continued, lunging at her with another knife. The two fought on the ground, their knives stabbing each other repeatedly, blood flowing freely with their ferocity, but neither seemed aware of the struggle.

Just then, a policeman rushed into the shop, but the crowd was too large to give him any space. At that moment, Qianqian shouted at the policeman, "The murderer! The murderer is still here!" She pointed at Brother Long!

Brother Long, enraged at being pointed at, thought, "Damn it, this bitch wants to kill me! Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well kill you first!" He strode towards the shelf, grabbed a sharp knife, and charged at Qianqian.

The policeman was stunned; he hadn't expected the criminal to be so brazen, daring to commit murder in public. But he had nothing in his hands, so in his haste, he grabbed a walkie-talkie and shouted to the other officers in the police car outside, "The murderer is committing a violent crime, extremely brazen! Requesting firearms!" Brother Long's eyes were bloodshot; all he wanted to do was kill that bitch Qianqian! He rushed forward, and the neighbors, fearing accidental injury, all ran faster than rabbits. Inside the house, only Qianqian, the policeman, and the two people rolling on the ground remained!

Brother Long's knife was incredibly fast; a flash of white light came straight at Qianqian. Qianqian was completely stunned. I pulled her behind me and parried Brother Long's knife.

Qianqian was standing there dumbfounded behind me. She'd seen too many corpses this afternoon; otherwise, if I'd stood in front of her, there would probably have been even more corpses today. But... it hurt so much! The knife was firmly stuck in my shoulder, and blood spurted out. Brother Long, being a professional bodyguard, quickly pulled out his knife, trying to push me aside to continue killing Qianqian!

I only heard a familiar scream behind me: "Ah..." It definitely wasn't Qianqian!

Then came a loud "bang," and Brother Long's whole body moved. A strong smell of gunpowder immediately filled my nostrils. Then I saw Brother Long's massive body still trying to charge at me, followed by two more gunshots. My ears were almost deafened.

Brother Long fell to the ground with a thud. When the smoke cleared, I saw two people tightly entangled together next to the shelf. The bearded man's knife was deeply embedded in the landlady's neck, while his back was riddled with dozens of stab wounds from her.

The police, who had never seen anything like it, were trembling with fear. I, too, was speechless with terror at the sight before me. Qianqian, however, clung to me tightly, anxiously asking, "Are you alright? You saved me!" I had reached my limit, my body slowly falling backward. At that moment, a warm body embraced me, and a familiar voice said, "Baby, Mommy is behind you. You'll be alright!" Then, all that followed was darkness…

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