Niu Da Chou's Romantic Adventures (58)

(58) The truth
At the police station, the officers used a few tricks, and Zhang Dacai cleverly confessed everything. Hearing his explanation, Da Chou, who hadn't understood before, suddenly understood everything. He finally realized why Zhang Dacai had been targeting him.
Ever since Da Chou saved Jinxiu, and based on the intelligence provided by Jinxiu, the heroes of the Public Security Bureau launched a surprise raid on Biao Ge's nightclub. They captured everyone present, and Biao Ge and his gang were all taken to the station.
All the suffering sisters there were rescued. This alone wouldn't have been the end for Brother Biao and his gang. But as the saying goes, when the wall falls, everyone pushes it down; public anger was hard to quell. Those who knew the truth began to expose their crimes, revealing their past offenses one by one. As a result, they were sentenced to varying terms. Brother Biao suffered the worst, receiving a life sentence. He used every trick in the book, pulling strings to get it reduced to eighteen years. This outcome was something he never expected. Thinking back to his previous carefree life, he felt like he was living a life worse than death.
Tracing back to the source, the root of this disaster lay with Jinxiu. That girl Jinxiu was utterly hateful. Jinxiu had already returned home, too far away to easily exact revenge. But there was someone even more hateful: Niu Dachou. If he hadn't saved Jinxiu, none of this would have happened. He wouldn't be a prisoner himself. Thinking of Dachou, he hated him to the core. He couldn't sleep well until he killed him.
Who should he ask to handle this? Brother Biao thought of Zhang Dacai. Of their gang, only Zhang Dacai had been released after being locked up for a month or so. Because he had joined the gang relatively late, he hadn't committed any serious crimes and hadn't been sentenced. Moreover, he was quite loyal and valued brotherhood, so he could be trusted. So when Zhang Dacai visited him, he confided his worries.
Zhang Dacai didn't want to agree. He knew the consequences—murder was punishable by death. But Brother Biao had been incredibly kind to him. He was a laid-off worker with elderly parents and young children to support. Even putting food on the table was a struggle. If it weren't for Brother Biao's help, he would still be living a precarious existence. Brother Biao was like a second parent to him; he couldn't be heartless and had to repay his debt. Even though he knew it was wrong, for the sake of loyalty, he reluctantly agreed.
After a long period of surveillance and observation of Da Chou, he chose to strike by the river. He initially intended to kill him in one blow, but due to concerns, he held back. He didn't strike a second time. That's why Da Chou has survived to this day. He thought a lesson was enough; why kill him? He decided to stop while he was ahead.
But Brother Biao disagreed. During those days, Zhang Dacai was terrified of seeing Brother Biao, fearing his dissatisfaction with his performance, and constantly avoided him. Only when Brother Biao sent someone to summon him did he go, filled with trepidation. Brother Biao was furious that Zhang Dacai had shown him leniency. He berated Zhang Dacai mercilessly. If it weren't for the window separating them, his fists and feet would have already landed on Zhang Dacai.
Brother Biao stood up, pointed at his nose, and shouted, "If you don't handle this matter well, I don't consider you my brother anymore!" Zhang Dacai didn't dare utter a sound.
Under Biao Ge's pressure, Zhang Dacai continued his pursuit of Da Chou. He pondered how to make his move. He couldn't do it on the main road during the day. And at night, Da Chou rarely came out. Besides, he was often accompanied by a fairy-like young girl. Although he didn't know she knew martial arts, he understood that if he made a move, it would inevitably involve her. Ideally, he should strike when the two were separated. But after following him for a while, they were practically never apart. Zhang Dacai was in a dilemma.
This distress also included another matter: he had become irresistibly infatuated with the young woman. He missed her terribly if he didn't see her for even a day. His own wife was just an ordinary-looking woman, and aside from being a woman, she had practically nothing that could stir his heart. In all his life, he had never seen such a captivating woman. He was practically mesmerized when he looked at her.
Although he was tracking down Da Chou and always loitering around his building, he gradually realized that he looked at her more often than at Da Chou. He secretly blamed himself, wondering what he was doing there. He frequently reminded himself to prioritize the bigger picture. He tried his best to suppress his desires. Deep down, however, he often regretted not being able to get a closer look at the girl. He knew this thought was terrifying.
He had been waiting for an opportunity to strike. That day, Da Chou's shop opened, and he was among the crowd. He kept glancing at the young girl. That noon, he watched people go to restaurants for lunch. He also went to a restaurant across the street. Feeling down, he ordered a bottle of wine. He sat in a private room facing the street, drinking and observing the activity across the street.
When the group dispersed and Da Chou and Xianzi emerged, he saw clearly that they had both been drinking, and quite a bit at that. This was an opportunity; he could strike. Of course, they couldn't do it outdoors. A daring idea struck him: why not break in, kill them, and then rape the beautiful woman while he was at it?
That's a good idea. But he was a little scared. Wasn't it too risky? What if it didn't work, and he had someone block the house? Wouldn't that be suicide?
He knew martial arts; dealing with ordinary people would be too easy. Ten of those like Da Chou wouldn't be a match for him. The young girl was delicate and pretty; she was even less of a threat. One had to be bold. These days, the bold get rich, the timid starve. But just for safety's sake, he might have to kill the beautiful girl too—what a waste! Could he really bring himself to do it?
To bolster his courage, Zhang Dacai gritted his teeth and downed several glasses of baijiu in a row. Alcohol emboldens heroes, and Zhang Dacai, now drunk, was like a true warrior. He wiped the liquor from his lips, patted the dagger hidden in his pocket, and silently prayed for divine protection.
Afterwards, he walked out with his chest out, following behind the ugly Chunhan. Seeing them go upstairs, he didn't immediately follow. He was still struggling with his decision. After hesitating for a long, long time, he finally mustered the courage to go upstairs. He listened at the door; it was very quiet inside. They were probably both asleep. Maybe they were doing it in bed, who knows? Thinking that this beautiful woman might be giving her alluring body to that ugly man to enjoy, Zhang Dacai spat several times on the ground. He truly felt indignant for the beautiful woman.
To distract Da Chou, he lied and said he was there to fix the heating as soon as he entered. He intended to quickly subdue Da Chou and then rape the beautiful woman. But he never expected that the woman was skilled in martial arts, and a master at that. At first, he was afraid of hurting her. After a few rounds, he realized that she was far superior to him. If she hadn't been drinking, he would have been defeated long ago.
Although he was captured, he accepted his defeat wholeheartedly. He harbored no resentment whatsoever. The moment he fell to the ground, he knew it was over. He might be executed. Now, nothing he said mattered. If he had been more ruthless by the river, none of this trouble would have happened.
As he spoke, he glanced at Chunhan every now and then. Chunhan gave him a cold look. When Zhang Dacai talked about his feelings for her, Chunhan didn't react much either. She'd seen this kind of thing countless times. There were probably more men infatuated with her than the total number of dogs in the city.
But Da Chou felt differently. Every time Zhang Dacai glanced at Chunhan, Da Chou felt as if his heart had been bitten by a mosquito. He couldn't show it in front of everyone, so he could only stare at Zhang Dacai with his eyes as wide as a bull's. If no one was around, he might pounce on him and bite him a few times.
As Zhang Dacai left the police station, he was still staring intently at Chunhan. Da Chou quickly blocked his gaze with his body, preventing him from looking any longer. He even wanted to hug Chunhan and be affectionate with her, hoping to infuriate Zhang Dacai.
Once outside, Da Chou boldly took Chun Han's hand. Looking at Chun Han, he saw her face was calm, showing no sign of aversion. He tightened his grip, and they walked like lovers, even humming a song to express their joy.
He stopped singing after only a few lines. Chunhan was protesting. She covered one ear with her other hand, smiling, and said, "It's awful. It sounds like a cow mooing."
Da Chou even joked to himself, "That's right. I am like a cow, after all. If I'm not mooing like a cow, am I supposed to be bleating like a sheep?"
Chunhan curled her lips and said arrogantly, "When it comes to singing, you're no match for me."
Da Chou blinked and moved his face closer to hers, but Chun Han pulled her face back and said, "Behave yourself, lots of people are watching."
Da Chou tilted his head and asked skeptically, "You can sing too?"
Chunhan raised her chin and said, "More than that. I studied vocal music in middle school and won the championship in the school's singing competition."
Big Ugly smiled and said, "Is this for real? Are you just bragging?" Although Chunhan's voice was clear and pure, possessing both feminine gentleness and a touch of authority, he had never imagined she could sing so well. Perhaps it was because he had never heard her sing before.
Seeing his disbelief, Chunhan said, "I'll sing a couple of lines for you to hear. See if it sounds as good as your cow mooing." With that, she cleared her throat and began to sing "High Clouds Flowing in the Sky." Before the song was even finished, Da Chou opened his mouth wide and gazed at Chunhan with an expression of adoration, as if looking at his goddess.
This song was sung superbly. The low notes were steady and clear, and the high notes were bright and powerful. Add to that the passion and the expressive delivery, and it almost made me faint. I thought to myself, amazing, truly amazing. Even the original singer couldn't have done this well.
After Chunhan finished singing, Da Chou exclaimed, "I thought Peng Liyuan was here! She's so beautiful!" He then kissed Chunhan's hand.
Chunhan pulled her hand away from his and said coquettishly, "You got your saliva on my hands. You have to wash them for me when we get home."
Da Chou readily agreed and asked, "You sing so well, why don't you become a singer? Isn't that a pity?"
Chunhan's expression changed, and she said coldly, "There are no good people in the entertainment industry."
Da Chou was puzzled by her sudden change of mood and didn't dare to argue with her. He just smiled and remained silent. After walking a short distance, he mustered his courage again and took her hand. Seeing that Chunhan didn't object, Da Chou was overjoyed.
Da Chou led Chun Han home by the hand. On the autumn streets at dusk, fallen yellow leaves were everywhere. Autumn had arrived, but the temperature hadn't dropped much.
In Da Chou's hometown, the sky is much wider and clearer than here. Autumn there is even more beautiful than in the city.
Da Chou's little shop was running smoothly and business was booming. Perhaps it was because Chun Han was so charming that there were so many customers. Da Chou couldn't do anything else, so he had to work as an assistant. Unfortunately, his words had come true; he had indeed become a shop assistant. What could he do? His abilities were simply not as good as Chun Han's. He shouldn't be jealous; Chun Han was capable, and he should be happy about that. He had long considered Chun Han as family. She was his first wife; if his wife was capable, then naturally the husband was capable too. Why make such a distinction?
Da Chou was lost in self-admiration, imagining himself as Chunhan's husband. Though he didn't say it aloud, he was bubbling with happiness. He thought of Chunhan, so pure and aloof, who kept so many men at bay. He, a mere mortal, was able to be by her side day and night. Even if he couldn't have her in his arms or make love to her, it was still an immense blessing. With Chunhan by his side, Da Chou was always all smiles.
It was a cloudy afternoon. Customers came and went. With nothing else to do, the two sat down for a chat. Just as they were getting into a pleasant conversation, Da Chou's phone rang. He saw the number was Shui Hua calling. Da Chou hurried outside the shop to answer. Shui Hua didn't have anything urgent; she just wanted Da Chou to keep her company. She was alone at home and missed him terribly. She insisted he come over no matter what. Da Chou, of course, couldn't refuse. He hadn't been intimate with this beautiful woman in a long time. Thinking of her charm in bed, Da Chou's manhood immediately sprang to life.
Back inside, Da Chou said, "I have to go out for a bit, I might be back tonight." Chun Han looked at him and asked softly, "Who called? What's wrong?" Da Chou frowned and sighed, "It's a friend from when I was working. He's in trouble and needs my help. He used to take good care of me, and now that he's in trouble, I can't just ignore him."
Chunhan nodded and said, "Yes, one cannot be without humanity. One cannot forget one's friends. Go ahead. But come back soon."
Big Ugly laughed and said, "You're so considerate to me. You're becoming more and more like my first wife."
Chunhan raised her fist and laughed, "I think you're itching for a beating."
Da Chou quickly stepped back, clasped his hands in a fist and laughed, "Who told you to care about me so much? How could I not overthink it?"
Chunhan snorted and said, "You've misunderstood. I was worried about myself. Think about it, I'm not very good at cooking. If you don't come back early, won't I go hungry?"
Big Ugly nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself, "Don't you know how to buy things? We didn't go hungry before you came to my house." But he said aloud, "Okay, I'll definitely come back early. I'll listen to you, my dear first wife." After saying that, he ran out of the shop.
Sure enough, Chunhan was furious and chased after him. Da Chou ran fast, but still got kicked in the butt. It didn't hurt at all. Da Chou, however, pretended to be in a lot of pain, grimacing as if it were. Chunhan laughed triumphantly and said, "Serves you right, it must have hurt terribly. Let's see if you dare to talk nonsense again."
Da Chou gave Chun Han a lecherous look, then ran away like the wind. He knew perfectly well that Chun Han wasn't angry. She was just teasing him. If she had really kicked him, he, Niu Da Chou, would have been sent flying out of the shop, broken bones and tendons. She still had feelings for him.
Looking at his little shop, Da Chou felt elated, as if he were about to ride the wind away.
Upon arriving at Shuihua's house, Shuihua immediately embraced him upon entering. She pressed her red lips together and showered him with a passionate kiss. Da Chou opened his mouth, and Shuihua slipped her tongue inside, letting him savor it. Da Chou didn't hold back, entwining himself with hers and kissing her fiercely. His hands roamed up and down her body, one hand grasping and pinching her full breasts, teasing her nipples. The other hand rested on her large buttocks, vigorously kneading her plump and elastic flesh. A moment later, it slid into her cleft, massaging her sacred vulva through two layers of cloth.
With everyone working together, Shuihua was soon panting heavily, her face flushed, and her beautiful eyes were about to burst with tears. She pushed Da Chou away forcefully and scolded, "So impatient! Haven't you ever seen a woman before? We'll play later. What do you think of my underwear? It's warm."
Da Chou then noticed that Shui Hua was wearing a white outfit, like an ordinary sweater and underpants. Nothing special. He just nodded and said, "I see. It's just a sweater and underpants, you can buy them everywhere."
Shuihua laughed and scolded, "You country bumpkin, you don't know anything about valuable things. Do you know it's worth several thousand yuan?" As she spoke, she stepped forward and grabbed Da Chou's crotch, saying, "I think you're only smart in this respect; everything else about you is stupid."
Big Ugly tossed his head and said smugly, "Some men are incredibly smart elsewhere, but incredibly stupid here. Do you like that?"
Shuihua smiled charmingly and said, "At this moment, I'm pleased with you. But at another time, it's hard to say."
Big Ugly pulled her hand and placed it on his manhood, urging, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and serve it. If you serve it well, it will make you even more comfortable later."
Shuihua said, "I have no objection, whatever you say goes. But first, I have to take off my clothes, my husband had them brought from far away."
Da Chou asked, "Where did your husband go?" Shui Hua replied while taking off her clothes, "He went to Beijing to discuss business. He won't be back for a week. I'm so bored."
Da Chou raised an eyebrow and laughed, "Why don't you move into my house? We can sleep together every day. Then you won't feel so stifled."
Shuihua sighed and said, "I've thought about it. But you still have Chunhan at home. I can't be so shameless as to live in the same room as you. What kind of person would I be as your sister-in-law?"
Big Ugly chuckled and said, "Men don't love women who aren't flirtatious."
Shuihua smiled frivolously and said, "Then I'll show you how seductive I can be. I'll make you love me properly." At this moment, Shuihua was already down to her underwear. Her jade-like arms, white legs, high breasts, and full hips exuded a fleshy fragrance and the fresh scent of shower gel. Furthermore, her bra and panties were small, with leopard print patterns, adding a touch of wildness to Shuihua's allure.
Big Ugly stepped forward and hugged her, smelled her long hair, kissed her face, and praised, "Baby, you've taken a bath. You smell so good."
Shuihua swayed her hips, rubbing her ample breasts against Da Chou's body. She said coquettishly, "Isn't that right? I slept until past ten o'clock. After waking up and taking a shower, I lay in bed for a while and then I started thinking about you. I wanted your big cock to fuck me. It would feel as good as before." As she spoke, she pressed her pretty face against him again.
Big Ugly gave her a loud kiss on the lips and laughed, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go fuck."
Shuihua laughed flirtatiously, "You fucked me good today. You'll get some unexpected benefits."
Big Ugly asked, "What are the benefits?"
Shuihua snorted, "We'll talk about it after we've finished."
Big Ugly roared, "Fine, I'll fuck you until you can't get out of bed tomorrow!" With that, he picked up Shuihua and carried her into the bedroom for some fun. He wanted to conquer her with his strength and show her what real pleasure was.
(to be continued)
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