Liu Langzhong's Heart Disease

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The northern landscape was

a scene of ice and snow for miles around. The sun had already peeked out, but this did little to stop the snow from covering the ground and icicles from hanging from the trees.

Liu Hanwen walked along the road, the snow crunching under his feet, and he hummed a folk song in a cheerful mood.

The Liu family had been practicing medicine for generations, and it was said that their ancestor was even a royal physician. Liu Hanwen himself didn't know if it was true, but since generations had said so, he believed it. Besides, the Liu family's medical skills were indeed unique, curing illnesses quickly, so it wasn't entirely unfounded. Could those shamans really be half-immortals?

It was February of the fifth year of the Kangde reign. The Japanese were fighting in the interior of China, and the Nationalist government was suffering defeat after defeat, even losing Nanjing. Every now and then, the village head would celebrate with gongs and drums, and Liu, being a scholar, was often invited to read proclamations.

Dajingou was a remote place, so people didn't feel much of the change of dynasties. When they went to town, they heard from peddlers that things were stricter now, and life was getting harder. They said it was better when General Zhang was in power; as long as you dared to venture out, there was gold everywhere. Usually, when they said this, they'd curse the spendthrift Liu.

Liu Hanwen didn't want to worry about these things. He was a scholar who earned his living through his own abilities, a man of letters. Whether it was the Zhang family, the Manchukuo regime, or even the Japanese, everyone got sick and needed a doctor.

For example, yesterday a wealthy family in town invited him to see a doctor for a minor ailment like a headache and fever. Why did they insist on bringing him all the way from forty miles away? It was all because of Liu Hanwen's reputation—his fame had spread far and wide.

Thinking about this, Liu Hanwen felt smug. The wealthy family insisted on inviting him to dinner and lodging, and he couldn't refuse. He ate and drank to his heart's content. Worried about his family, he couldn't sleep that night and secretly left town, venturing out into the night.

Thinking of his wife, Guizhi, Liu Hanwen couldn't help but get an erection. Guizhi was the most beautiful woman in the neighboring village, with cherry lips, pearly teeth, an oval face, and a tall, well-proportioned figure. Who would have thought that her breasts were full and firm after she was undressed? Her skin, taut and elastic from years of farm work, was incredibly supple

. Liu Hanwen wanted to be with his wife all day long; since they got married, he'd even been making fewer house calls. Seeing his house in the distance, Liu Hanwen's heart burned with desire, his mind already conjuring up images of stripping Guizhi naked and pinning her down. He tiptoed into the courtyard.

It was still early, and Liu Hanwen figured his wife probably hadn't gotten up yet, saving him the trouble of undressing her. A lewd smile, unbecoming of a scholar, crept onto Liu Hanwen's face.

Just as he reached the door, he suddenly heard moans and the sounds of flesh colliding coming from inside the house.

"That woman's cheating on me!" Liu Hanwen's anger surged to the top of his head. He wanted to kick the door open, but fearing he would scare away the adulterer, he opened it as quietly as possible.

The sounds from inside grew clearer. Liu Hanwen suppressed his anger and lifted the blue cloth curtain. He saw a towering, muscular body on the kang (a heated brick bed) pressing down on the naked Guizhi, thrusting wildly.

Guizhi's beautiful, seaweed-like long hair swayed from side to side along the edge of the kang. Her snow-white breasts were covered with red marks, and a large, bald head was buried between them, biting and nibbling. Her two long, strong legs trembled slightly with the man's powerful thrusts.

"Ah—" Guizhi let out a long groan, as if from deep within her throat. Her two straight legs stretched straight up towards the ceiling, even her beautiful soles and toes tensed into a straight line.

Liu Hanwen knew his wife had experienced a beautiful moment. Knowing her body intimately, he knew that at times like this, all the tender flesh inside her tight little hole would contract tightly, the intense pleasure making one want to press their entire body into her plump cunt.

The man on top of Guizhi stopped, seemingly also enjoying the pleasure brought by the contractions. When his wife's fair body stopped trembling, he began to thrust further.

"Please, I really can't take it anymore. You've been going on and on since last night. I really can't stand it. My man will be back soon. What if he finds out?" Guizhi's face was still flushed as she begged for mercy.

Damn it, this adulterer has been horny since last night. I'm out there earning money to support the family, and you, a woman, are cheating on me! Liu Hanwen's anger rose from his heart, and he grabbed a kitchen knife from the stove, but he didn't rush in immediately. He wanted to see the adulterer's face clearly.

"Don't worry, your man has been taken to town for medical treatment. I asked that friend to let him stay overnight. Even if he rushes back early this morning, he won't be back until after noon." The adulterer said indistinctly, nibbling at the large, firm breasts.

What? He arranged for that wealthy family to invite him for medical treatment yesterday? Liu Hanwen knew the family's power; their son was said to be working in the county. How could this adulterer listen to him? Who was this man?

Guizhi groaned again under the man's thrusts, her voice trembling: "Then...you have to understand me...I really can't go on, I still have to work in the fields..." "Alright, one more time and I'll let you go." The man's head lifted from his snow-white, firm chest, and Liu Hanwen finally saw his face.

Wang Dading! The man was the eldest son of the Wang family, the biggest landlord in the village. Liu Hanwen hesitated, not because he didn't want to kill him, but because he wasn't confident he could.

Although Liu Hanwen didn't rent land from the Wang family, it didn't stop him from addressing the young master as "Young Master" when they met. In truth, Doctor Liu looked down on this spendthrift son, thinking him a fool who was just lucky to be born. When Master Wang was young, he had traveled all over the country and was said to have even been to Harbin. He was a worldly man and sent his son to study at a modern school in the county. But a few years ago, the boy ran away from the county and said he would never go back. Master Wang doted on his son and let him do as he pleased. Wang Dading did nothing all day but learn how to use his gun from the family's gunner, practice marksmanship, and go hunting in the mountains to toughen up. By the time he was twenty, he was broad-shouldered and burly. Liu Hanwen, who was weak and powerless, could probably take on four or five of them with one hand.

Liu Hanwen was contemplating whether to go in and take a gamble when he suddenly heard Guizhi make a painful "woo-woo" sound. Looking inside, he saw Wang Dading's towering body already erect, and his wife Guizhi kneeling on the kang (a heated brick bed), diligently sucking his thick, black, shiny penis.

As a fellow man, although Liu Hanwen wanted nothing more than to go in and skin Wang Dading alive, he still admired the guy's penis from the bottom of his heart—it was truly enormous. His wife had only managed to swallow half of it with all her might; the bulge at her throat was already visible, and the other half was being manipulated by Guizhi's hand.

"Oh...woo-woo..." A difficult groan escaped from deep within his wife's throat, and she finally couldn't hold back any longer and spat out the glistening penis she had licked, a silvery thread of saliva hanging from the egg-shaped head.

"No, I can't take it anymore, I'm suffocating! How did your thing grow so big?" Guizhi gasped, her high, heaving chest rising and falling.

Wang Dading, unable to contain his pent-up desire any longer, shoved Guizhi down onto the kang (a heated brick bed), jumped off, and thrust his erect penis inside her.

Guizhi let out a scream, her body trembling weakly with each of Wang Dading's thrusts.

His thrusts were rapid and powerful, his dark testicles slapping against Guizhi's firm, elastic buttocks with a resounding "slap, slap" sound that even made Liu Hanwen's buttocks ache.

After playing with her for a while, Wang Dading suddenly gripped Guizhi's swaying breasts tightly with both hands, kneading them with tremendous force. The flesh was squeezed out between his fingers.

Guizhi's snow-white breasts were now covered in red marks; whether from pain or pleasure, she groaned softly.

Suddenly, Wang Dading lifted Guizhi's waist, gripping her soft waist tightly, and began thrusting his penis in and out rapidly and forcefully. Each thrust nearly pushed his entire shaft inside Guizhi's body, even his testicles almost shoved in.

"Ah...ah...you're going to fuck me to death...it's killing me..." Guizhi began to moan loudly, unconsciously crying out.

Guizhi's cries seemed to embolden Wang Dading, and the collision of their bodies became increasingly intense.

The sturdy earthen bed creaked and thudded from their impact, making Liu Hanwen worry that his own bed might suddenly collapse.

The sounds of gurgling water emanated from their joined genitals. Gui Zhi's body began to convulse, and her cries grew louder.

"Ah...fuck me to death...I'm dying...you're so amazing..."

Although burning with rage, Liu Hanwen's body also began to heat up as he listened to their lovemaking.

Wang Dading was now thrusting even harder, relentlessly pumping his penis in and out of Gui Zhi's vagina. A large amount of vaginal fluid and sweat soaked a large patch of the bedding on the bed.

"I'm coming...I'm coming..."

Gui Zhi's snow-white body began to tremble violently, her thigh muscles taut, her pretty face showing an expression of pain and struggle.

Liu Hanwen knew how intense his wife's orgasm was; her entire vagina, along with the tender flesh inside, would contract incessantly. Usually, Liu Hanwen would succumb to such contractions.

Wang Dading was also overwhelmed by Guizhi's sudden climax, his body trembling with pleasure. He let out heavy, labored breathing, and after a few dozen more thrusts, his whole body shuddered and convulsed several times. Then, he thrust his entire penis into Guizhi's vagina, her round, testicle-like testicles contracting and trembling.

With each tremor of her testicles, Guizhi's body shuddered. After a dozen or so shudders, Guizhi let out a groan as if reborn: "Father, it's burning me!" This groan startled Liu Hanwen awake. He immediately left the courtyard, pretending to have just returned. He deliberately made a loud noise when he opened the gate, and sure enough, Wang Dading came out looking uneasy.

"Good day, Doctor Liu." Wang Dading was a head taller than Liu Hanwen, and even his greeting was a look of condescension, making Liu Hanwen feel looked down upon.

"Young Master, what brings you here?" Liu Hanwen feigned ignorance.

"The old man hasn't been feeling well lately, and I wanted to ask the doctor to come and take a look, but when I asked my sister-in-law, she said you were out on a house call," Wang Dading said with a laugh. "

Isn't it better if you're the wife?" Liu Hanwen couldn't help but add. Wang

Dading seemed to understand something, and didn't say anything more, just chuckled and left.

After entering the house, Liu Hanwen saw that Guizhi's clothes were disheveled and her hair had just been combed. She smiled ingratiatingly at him: "My husband is back. Haven't eaten yet? I'll make you something." "What are you making, arsenic?" Liu Hanwen sneered.

"My husband, what do you mean by that?" Guizhi asked in a panic.

"Don't you know what I mean? Adulterous couple, making me a cuckold!" Although Doctor Liu couldn't beat Wang Dading, he had Guizhi under his thumb. He raised his hand and slapped her across the face.

Gui Zhi, her pretty face swollen, immediately knelt down. "Husband, I can't help it..." "Can't help it? He's rich, he's got a big dick, he's made you beautiful, hasn't he?" Liu Hanwen kicked his wife away, unusually uttering vulgarities he usually wouldn't stoop to.

Gui Zhi pitifully got up, clinging to her husband's leg. "No, he said if you don't let him do it, he'll have Hu Zi kill you! Husband, I'm worried about you." "Go to hell, you're kidding me." Liu Hanwen couldn't pull his leg away, so he used his hands to pry his wife's wrist off.

"Hmm..." Touching his wife's snow-white wrist, Liu Hanwen sensed something was wrong. "Pregnant? You're pregnant?" Gui Zhi stammered, "I haven't had my period for two months, I don't know..." "Tell me, is it that spendthrift Wang Dading?" Liu Hanwen had never had a child, and his wife's pregnancy should have been a cause for celebration, but instead, he found out about this.

"I... I don't know either." Gui Zhi burst into tears.

A few months ago, Guizhi was washing clothes by the river when Wang Dading returned from hunting. Seeing Guizhi's beauty, the young man, aroused, raped her right there by the river, openly telling her to be obedient; their relationship was just a fleeting affair, and if she dared to tell anyone, he would kill her husband first, then take her back and torment her.

Thus, the two frequently engaged in their debauchery when Liu Hanwen was away. Even when Liu Hanwen was present, they were never idle. Guizhi noticed her period was irregular and, unsure of the father's, dared not tell her husband. Liu Hanwen was

in a dilemma. If it was Wang Dading's illegitimate child, a bowl of herbal medicine would surely abort it. But what if it was his own flesh and blood? Wouldn't that be losing both his wife and child? How could he face his ancestors? The couple discussed it and decided to let the child be born first. If it looked like Liu Hanwen, all would be well; if it had even a hint of his large head, they would simply throw it into the snow to feed the wolves.

Having made up his mind, Liu Hanwen's resentment lingered. Why should his wife be taken advantage of while he couldn't even seek revenge? Several months passed, and Liu, the doctor, was already plotting how to deal with Wang Dading. However, his plan backfired, leaving him with a string of blisters on his lips.

Just as Liu was pondering how to cause trouble for the big-headed Wang Dading, trouble suddenly found him.

II. Suzuki Kenzo's Hidden Illness

A pair of heavily armed Japanese soldiers suddenly stormed into Dajingou, specifically naming and arresting the enraged Liu Hanwen. When arrested, Liu Hanwen had only one thought: that damned Wang Dading struck first… Liu Hanwen was escorted to the county garrison. Liu, the doctor, was filled with anxiety. He had heard from the townspeople that the Japanese were ruthless killers, executing people on fabricated charges, even for eating rice—it was considered an economic crime. If he were accused of being part of the Anti-Japanese United Army, his entire family would be doomed.

His situation after joining the garrison was better than expected. Instead of being thrown into prison, Liu Hanwen was taken to an office. A Japanese soldier even poured him a glass of water. However, this did not dispel Liu's suspicions. When he heard the sound of leather boots outside, he almost jumped up.

A Japanese officer walked in. He was not yet thirty, short but sturdy, with a typical Japanese mustache, and his small eyes gleamed fiercely.

"You, the divine physician Liu Hanwen?" The officer understood Chinese, though somewhat haltingly.

"Sir, this student is indeed Liu Hanwen," Liu Hanwen replied, bowing deeply.

"Mr. Liu, hello, I apologize for disturbing you." The Japanese officer suddenly bowed ninety degrees.

"Oh, sir, how can this be?" Liu Hanwen was startled and dared not help, so he could only return the bow deeply.

The Japanese man took out a small wooden box and presented it with both hands. "Mr. Liu, please accept this." "This, this is..." Liu Hanwen hesitated before opening the box. It was dazzlingly bright; inside were three gold bars.

Despite the name "Golden Ditch," the mines in Dajingou had long since dried up. Liu Hanwen had rarely even seen silver dollars in his life, let alone real gold.

"Sir, this is too precious. I dare not accept it." Liu Hanwen shook his head repeatedly. It wasn't that he didn't love money, but he was afraid of the money burning his hands.

"This is for medical treatment. Please cure my illness." The Japanese man looked sincere, his eyes full of hope. Hearing that it was for medical treatment, Liu Hanwen felt half relieved. "Sir, please tell me what illness you have?" The Japanese man hesitated, but still asked Liu Hanwen to sit down and began to explain his condition.

The Japanese officer was named Suzuki Kenzo, a native of Osaka. His family ran a small business, and his father was rarely home from a young age, leaving his mother to manage the household chores. In his childhood memories, he often woke up to hear his mother's groans and moans, like a sick person, her body writhing like a snake under the covers. When he worried and asked her what was wrong, she would simply tell him she wasn't feeling well and would be fine by morning.

In these hazy memories, Suzuki Kenzo grew up, and his mother's gaze towards him gradually changed.

On the day Suzuki Kenzo entered junior high school, his mother was overjoyed and allowed him to drink sake. The sake was intoxicating, and in a daze, his mother bathed him as usual. During the bath, she paid particular attention to his penis, washing it very carefully.

Suzuki Kenzo, reeking of sake, looked at his mother's equally naked, snow-white body, and a few thoughts stirred within him.

"Mom, let me scrub your back," Suzuki Kenzo suddenly said.

"Okay." The mother smiled, sat on the stool, and turned her snow-white back towards Suzuki Kenzo.

Suzuki gently wiped his mother's shoulders and neck with a handkerchief, gradually moving it under her armpits to her soft breasts. Through the thin handkerchief, the sensation in his hands was intense—warm and elastic. He unconsciously increased the pressure, changing from wiping to kneading. His mother's breasts changed shape with his touch.

His mother let out a moan, a sound he knew well, one he had heard countless times since childhood. He pressed even harder.

Lost in his own pleasure, Suzuki's hand was suddenly grabbed by his mother. He thought she was going to stop him and felt a pang of regret.

Unexpectedly, his mother pulled the handkerchief from his hand. His right hand was now unobstructed in her full breasts. His mother guided his hand, instructing him on how to knead. "Yes, harder, good, like this..." His mother's moans grew louder. Suzuki mustered his courage and placed his other hand on his mother's chest, kneading in circles with both hands simultaneously, his breath growing heavier.

The mother reached behind her and grasped her son's already erect penis, stroking it from light to heavy, faster and faster, until Suzuki cried out in pain.

Ignoring this, she turned and shoved her son down, straddling him, supporting his swaying penis, and forcefully sat down.

"Ah—" Mother and son cried out simultaneously.

Suzuki felt his penis enter a warm, moist space, the layers enveloping and wrapping around him, giving him indescribable pleasure.

Tears seemed to well up in his mother's eyes. "That's wonderful, Kenzo, you've grown up, just like your father, ah…" His mother's moans filled Suzuki with strength, and instinctively he thrust his penis even deeper.

"Good…good…my Kenzo is so capable…" His mother's waist began to twist, her round buttocks swaying between Suzuki Kenzo's legs, thrusting forward and backward, her full breasts bouncing.

"Mom... I feel so good, ah..." Suzuki Kenzo cried out unconsciously, reaching out to grab her bouncing breasts and kneading them frantically.

His mother pressed down on Suzuki's chest, her snow-white buttocks swaying wildly. "My darling... my good child... you... are too long, too thick, too strong... you're inside my womb... oh... so good,... it's going to kill... me..." With a wolf-like howl, his mother squatted down and thrust even faster, her body trembling slightly, her large buttocks colliding wildly with Suzuki's thighs, the sound as loud as a slap.

Suzuki felt his penis growing larger and larger, as if it was about to explode. He desperately thrust his lower body, trying to relieve the feeling. Just as he was getting used to how to exert force, he noticed that something was wrong in the room. His mother stopped writhing and stared blankly at the door.

Lying on the floor, Suzuki Kenzo turned his head with difficulty and found his father, Suzuki Kyūzō, who had left home, standing in the doorway. The immense fear made Suzuki Kenzo lose all feeling in his lower body.

Suzuki Kyūzō's face first showed surprise, then fury. He grabbed a wooden stick and began to beat the mother and son mercilessly.

"No, Dad, I was wrong!" Suzuki Kenzō cried out, trying to dodge the stick.

The mother, displaying the greatness of maternal love, ignored the heavy blows she took, clinging tightly to Suzuki Kyūzō's leg and screaming at her son, "Run—" Suzuki Kenzō grabbed his clothes and ran out of the house, fleeing to his uncle's house in the countryside. Several years passed until he received news of his father's death and rushed home.

The mother had become much more haggard in those years, but she was overjoyed to see her son return. That night, the mother and son, without any inhibitions, slept together again. Young Suzuki was excited, and the two entwined like judo masters. Suzuki kissed his mother from head to toe, but his lower body remained unresponsive.

No matter how much his mother licked, sucked, wrapped, or bit him, Suzuki's manhood remained limp and lifeless. The mother, utterly despondent, sobbed softly.

The next day, Suzuki Kenzo left home and never returned.

Ignoring the objections of his uncle who had raised him, Suzuki Kenzo enrolled in the Army Officer Academy, joined the army, and was later stationed in China as a member of the Kwantung Army. When the Sino-Japanese War broke out, he participated in the fighting against the Nationalist government's army with his division.

Whether in battle or during training, Suzuki Kenzo's ruthless decisiveness terrified his comrades and subordinates, earning him the nickname "Demon Suzuki."

During the conquest of China, his subordinates sometimes captured women to offer to Suzuki, which he accepted without question. His men could hear the screams and cries of Chinese girls from his room; the next day, they would usually carry out cold corpses, their genitals mangled and bloodied, marked by wounds inflicted by the hilt of Suzuki's sword.

Suzuki Kenzo never missed an opportunity to prove himself a true Yamato man. After one battle, he captured many prisoners, and Suzuki watched with satisfaction as they were strung together in a staggering line—another masterpiece of his heroic display.

A wounded Chinese soldier spat at him, piquing his interest. Suzuki had him brought out, stroking his mustache. "Chinese soldier, you have a problem with that?" "Grandpa was captured by you with poison gas, you're not convinced!" the Chinese soldier retorted.

His service in the Kwantung Army had given Suzuki some Chinese, and he wasn't angered by the soldier's insults. This was another opportunity for him to publicly display his masculinity.

He ordered his men to untie the Chinese soldier, placing a large bowl of rice, a can of beef, and a rifle with a bayonet fixed and bullets removed on the ground.

The Chinese soldier spat, kicked the rice and can aside, and picked up the bayonet.

"Yoshi!" Suzuki Kenzo raised his sword, assumed a fighting stance, and swung it at the Chinese soldier.

Although Suzuki Kenzo was small in stature, he was agile; his years of training at military academy had certainly paid off. The wounded and hungry Chinese soldier was knocked down by Suzuki in a few exchanges.

Suzuki grinned maliciously and swung his saber down. The Chinese soldier, who seemed to know a few basic martial arts moves, swept his leg, tripping the overconfident Suzuki. He then jumped up and thrust his bayonet down.

A gunshot rang out, and the Chinese soldier fell to the ground, wounded.

Suzuki, covered in dust and dirt, felt deeply insulted and killed the Japanese soldier who had saved his life.

In the ensuing battles, Suzuki Kenzo became even more reckless, including towards others. This madness might have been commendable in other Japanese units, but his unit was composed of Osaka natives. Suzuki's disregard for human life made him an anomaly in the usually rational and pragmatic 4th Division. Taking advantage of a wound he sustained, he received a promotion and was transferred back to Northeast China, becoming a major and company commander in a county garrison in Binjiang Province, Manchukuo.

Despite holding the power of life and death over an entire county, Suzuki Kenzo's inner and physical pain had not lessened in the slightest. Hearing by chance about Liu Hanwen's renowned family of imperial physicians, a glimmer of hope appeared in his

heart. Of course, Suzuki wouldn't tell Liu Hanwen his story; even if he did, Liu Hanwen wouldn't dare listen. Liu Hanwen, after hearing about his symptoms and taking his pulse, fell into deep thought.

"Liu-san, can my illness be cured?" Suzuki Kenzo stared eagerly at Liu Hanwen.

Liu Hanwen, having already made up his mind, deliberately feigned indifference, saying, "Well, that's difficult..." "Baka!" Suzuki Kenzo abruptly stood up.

"Sir, sir, I haven't finished yet." Liu Hanwen was startled. Why was this Japanese man so impatient? The old-fashioned "first a thousand, then a thousand" approach was useless against them.

"It's difficult because we're missing a key ingredient." Liu Hanwen finally managed to calm Suzuki Kenzo down.

"What key ingredient?" Suzuki pressed.

"The lady's illness is caused by insufficient Yang energy, so the medicine she needs must be full of Yang energy, to replenish what is like with what is like." Liu Hanwen shook his head.

At Liu Hanwen's prompting, Suzuki Kenzo understood his meaning. "Easy, there are many prisoners in the jail." "No, no, how can the penis of an ordinary person be used as medicine? It must be a 'divine root'." "What is a divine root?" Suzuki was stunned by the explanation.

"A divine root is the root of a deity. Fate plays tricks on people. Of all things created by heaven, some people's penises are ordinary, while others are divine roots. They are one in ten thousand." "Then what should we do?" Even in his madness, Suzuki Kenzo had no intention of chopping off men's penises one by one, and even if he chopped off ten thousand, he might not find one.

"May God bless you, sir. I happen to know someone who possesses this divine thing."

"Who is it? I'll go and catch him immediately." Suzuki Kenzo became excited.

"This person's family is rich and powerful, and he has connections with several gangs in the mountains. You must think twice, sir." Liu Hanwen feigned advice.

Suzuki shook his head. "Chinese army? No way. Bandits? Even worse. Who is it?" "The young master of the Wang family in Dajingou—Wang Dading." Liu Hanwen sneered inwardly. Wang Dading, your retribution has come.

III. Wang Dading's Medicinal Ingredient

The young master of the Wang family in Dajingou, Wang Dading, was a member of the Anti-Japanese United Army. When this news spread, the whole county was shocked. If someone like this was part of the Anti-Japanese United Army, then who in the world wasn't?

"Damn it, you bunch of bastards, you've arrested the wrong person!" Ever since Wang Dading was arrested and imprisoned, his mouth hadn't stopped. He gripped the bars and cursed loudly, his throat never dry.

Suzuki Kenzo, observing the cell from afar, was somewhat suspicious. "Does this person have some kind of supernatural power?" "Sir, you can't judge a book by its cover. His genitals are incredibly filthy. Otherwise, how could he be so promiscuous, ravaging countless young women and wives from all around?" Liu Hanwen, afraid that Suzuki would release him, embellished the description.

Liu Hanwen's words successfully piqued Suzuki's interest; even half of that ability would be good enough.

The cell door opened, and Suzuki walked in. Wang Dading jumped to his feet, his towering physique giving Suzuki an uncomfortable sense of oppression.

"My goodness, Major of the Imperial Japanese Army, you're Wang Dading?"

Wang Dading greeted him with a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world)-style fist and palm salute. "Sir, our Wang family has never been lax in delivering grain and performing official duties to Manchukuo. How did we become part of the Anti-Japanese Alliance?" "This is just a small misunderstanding," Suzuki waved his hand. "Until the investigation is clear, you can work for the Imperial Army here." "What kind of work?" Wang Dading asked, puzzled.

Suzuki assigned Wang Dading the task of guarding the women's cell, but the method was to throw him in as well, practically telling Wang Dading that these women were part of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, destined not to leave alive, and that they could do whatever they wanted.

The seven or eight women in the cell, disheveled and with messy hair, were terrified of the suddenly appearing, robust man. They huddled together in a corner, watching Wang Dading with fear.

Wang Dading, on the other hand, remained quiet. He threw his bedding on the ground, lay down, and soon began to snore, keeping Suzuki Kenzo, who had been eavesdropping outside the cell, waiting half the night.

The next day, Suzuki, noticing Wang Dading's dark circles under his eyes, summoned him.

"The Imperial Army entrusted those women to your care, why didn't you do anything to them?" Wang Dading retorted, his neck stiff. "Those women were entrusted to me by the Imperial Army. If anything happens to them, how can I face the Japanese commander?" Suzuki Kenzo couldn't figure out if the boy was truly stupid or just loyal. He frowned and said, "Tonight, don't hold back. In your words, fuck them to death." Wang Dading seemed to finally understand. "Sir, I've had enough of Chinese women. I'm not interested anymore." Suzuki Kenzo sighed heavily. "I'll arrange it." That night, Wang Dading was put into another cell. There was wine and meat in the cell, two Korean girls dressed in red ri, a Japanese woman in a kimono, and a blonde, blue-eyed White Russian woman. These were specially brought from Harbin by Suzuki, because he didn't know Wang Dading's tastes and had prepared women from various countries that he could get his hands on.

The two Korean girls looked like sisters, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, pitifully embracing each other.

The Russian woman was the most carefree, devouring the food and drink.

None of these three attracted Wang Dading's attention; he kept his eyes on the Japanese woman. Unlike the Korean sisters, she didn't show fear, but rather looked at him with disdain.

Wang Dading rushed forward to tear off the woman's kimono, but she shoved him away, shouting in broken Chinese, "Pig, Chinese pig, don't touch me!" This completely enraged Wang Dading. He raised his hand and slapped her across the face. His large, fan-like hand stunned the Japanese woman, and in her dazed state, her clothes were ripped off.

"Damn it, what are you pretending for? You don't even have underwear underneath." Wang Dading pulled off his clothes, revealing a muscular, dark body and a thick, nearly foot-long penis.

"Ah—" The Korean sisters covered their eyes in fright.

Wang Dading completely ignored them, gripping his penis and thrusting it into the Japanese woman's dry vagina. The woman trembled in pain, struggling desperately, but to no avail.

Wang Dading showed no mercy, slapping her repeatedly with both hands, making her sob and cry, no longer daring to resist.

Only then did Wang Dading rouse himself, thrusting wildly, penetrating more than fifty times in one go, each time hitting the very core, pushing towards the cervix.

The Japanese woman's body twisted wildly like a pretzel, her vagina thrusting upwards in rhythm with the penis.

"Ah...ah...good...so hard...thrust...thrust...faster...ah...so hot...so hard...so long, thrust...thrust..." she cried out in broken Chinese, only knowing a few words.

"Damn it, Japanese slut, she's already horny after just a few thrusts." Wang Dading's penis sped up again, thrusting over a hundred times in a row, straight in and out, pumping and pounding, while simultaneously pinching and kneading the woman's breasts, leaving red marks on her fair skin.

The sounds of flesh slapping together echoed at the junction of his penis and her vagina, accompanied by heavy breathing and the woman's moans, shaking the entire room. The Korean sisters covered their ears, trembling.

"Ah...ah...oh...beautiful...beautiful...you...you're fucking my pussy to death, yes! Good! Ah...harder...yes...right there...oh...it's so itchy...it's killing me...deeper...digging harder...ah...so good, it feels so good..." "Ugh...ugh...ooh!...oh...oh..." The Japanese woman screamed wildly, each cry louder than the last, her supple waist twisting and turning desperately.

With a sharp scream, the Japanese woman shook her long hair, trembling violently as she urinated all over Wang Dading before collapsing limply.

"Even Japanese women can't withstand being fucked," Wang Dading thought, not letting her off the hook. He turned her body around, lifted her buttocks, aimed at her brown anus, and thrust in forcefully.

"No, please!" the Japanese woman cried, shaking her head and trembling with pain. "Not there!" "Damn, this is my first time here," Wang Dading chuckled wickedly, pressing down on her waist and slowly pushing his penis in all the way.

The woman broke out in a cold sweat, her hands gripping the dry grass beneath her, her white legs trembling uncontrollably.

Wang Dading moved slowly, the initial dryness gradually giving way to lubrication from her anal fluids. His speed increased, his lower abdomen slamming against her fleshy buttocks while he nibbled at her shoulders and neck, leaving deep teeth marks.

The woman began to scream, not from pleasure, but from pain. Wang Dading continued his relentless thrusting, harder and faster, until the tender flesh of her anus was turned inside out.

"I'll kill you, fuck your mother, you Japanese slut," Wang Dading gritted his teeth, gripping the Japanese woman's waist and abdomen, thrusting left and right, ramming wildly.

The Japanese woman finally couldn't take it anymore; the fullness and distension of her anus was unbearable, her body convulsed, and she fainted.

Wang Dading thrust hundreds more times before finally releasing his hot seed into the woman's rectum.

Seeing the man panting heavily, the two Korean sisters seemed relieved. They hadn't expected that when Wang Dading stood up from the Japanese woman, his thick, ugly penis would become erect again.

Wang Dading grabbed the younger Korean girl and tore her clothes in a few swift movements.

The girl was very thin; Wang Dading could almost cup her breasts in one hand. "Big brother, no, please," the girl pleaded pitifully.

"Shut up, you Korean collaborators from the south, you've bullied Chinese men plenty of times, today's your retribution." Wang Dading pressed the girl to the ground, his large hand sliding over her thin body, fiddling with her sparse pubic hair, parting her slender thighs, and pressing his club-like penis against her red, moist opening.

"Big brother, big brother, let my sister go, I can do it!" The slightly older North Korean girl rushed over, grabbed Wang Dading's leg, and took off her red kimono skirt.

Looking at the girl, who was slightly fuller than the one beneath him, Wang Dading hesitated. "Okay, but if you can't get it, I'll fuck your sister too." "I can, I can," the girl nodded repeatedly, her tongue lolling out.

Wang Dading sat on the ground. "Get on top of me."

The older sister, with her back to Wang Dading, tremblingly positioned her delicate vulva against his thick penis. Wang Dading could only see the sparsely haired vulva slowly swallowing his cock. The tightness was unlike anything the Japanese woman had shown him; it felt like layers of sheaths gradually tightening around his penis, making him groan with pleasure.

Wang Dading reached out and pulled his sister over, groping and touching her, causing the girl to scream.

The older sister, who was frowning and squatting down, heard her sister's screams behind her and, startled, lost her balance and sat down abruptly.

"Ah—" The older sister frowned and let out a soft gasp.

"Move faster, or I'll fuck your sister." Wang Dading rubbed the girl's immature breasts with his hands while biting her tender vulva with his mouth. His

hot and thick penis, like a red-hot iron rod, rammed into her deepest part. The Korean girl gasped for breath and began to twist her body with difficulty.

"Ugh...ugh..." she moaned softly as the thick and hot rod thrust deeper and deeper into her, touching her sensitive spots and causing her to flow with lustful fluids.

Wang Dading could clearly see the girl's tender vulva being moved in and out by his thick penis. His desire grew, and he increased the pressure in his hands, squeezing his sister's snow-white breasts until they turned red. Wang Dading

finally couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed his sister away, sat up, and with a gentle lift, his sister's slender body was turned into a kneeling position. He thrust forward, increasing the speed of his rape of the Korean girl beneath him.

The violent impact seemed to pierce the girl's internal organs. "Ugh—" she cried out, her neck arched back, and her body was tossed about like a small boat in the sea, relentlessly battered and attacked by the waves Wang Dading had created. She was panting and exhausted. "I'm going to die—please…" "Big brother, spare my sister." The younger sister cried, tears welling in her eyes, and clung to Wang Dading.

Seeing that his sister beneath him was only moaning softly, Wang Dading pushed her to the ground and tackled his younger sister. "If you spare her, you won't be spared." "No, no, big brother, please, ah—" the girl screamed shrilly, then began to sob.

Wang Dading lifted her thin legs with both hands and inserted his swollen penis into the girl's wet vagina that she had just licked.

"It hurts!" The thick, hot penis entered her body, and the girl couldn't help but groan, feeling as if her body was being torn in two.

Wang Dading kneaded her underdeveloped breasts with both hands, his hips moving back and forth dramatically, forcefully thrusting his huge penis into the girl's vagina with each stroke.

"Oh...uh..." The girl's thighs spread weakly to the sides, her snow-white buttocks trembling slightly with the violent impact.

Wang Dading stuck out his tongue and licked the girl's face, nibbling at her lips, making her entire face wet, indistinguishable between his saliva and her tears.

The intense pain in her lower body made the girl feel numb in her genitals, her hands gripping Wang Dading's back tightly, leaving streaks of blood.

Wang Dading was completely unaware, the girl's cool, lustful fluid dripping down with his thrusts, wetting a patch of dry grass, the slippery and hot vagina intensifying his pleasure, and he involuntarily increased his speed.

Suddenly, he felt the girl beneath him convulse, as if a small mouth was sucking incessantly on the head of his penis. A powerful wave of pleasure instantly swept through his body, and he stopped moving abruptly, a low growl escaping his throat.

After panting for a while while lying on top of the girl, he stood up again, his penis swaying back and forth.

The White Russian woman, having finished her meal, stared at him with wide eyes.

Wang Dading rushed towards the Russian woman, who didn't run away but instead came to meet him, helping him take off her clothes. She then took Wang Dading's penis into her mouth and began to suck and lick it wildly, making Wang Dading groan with pleasure. The

White Russian woman's skin wasn't as delicate as that of an Eastern woman, but she was voluptuous, almost as tall as Wang Dading, and her large, white breasts probably weighed over twenty pounds, which Wang Dading couldn't even hold.

Wang Dading slid down the woman's snow-white back, his hand sliding down to her buttocks. The woman's pubic hair was a pale gold, growing thickly between her legs. Wang Dading inserted his fingers into the Russian woman's vagina. The woman made a few "mmm" sounds while holding his penis, but didn't react much.

Wang Dading then poked his thumb into the woman's anus. The woman only swayed her plump, snow-white buttocks, still without much movement, which angered Wang Dading.

He straightened up, grabbed her long hair, and used her mouth as a vagina, thrusting into her hard.

The White Russian woman made "gurgling" sounds, her hands still able to touch his buttocks and testicles, until Wang Dading thrust in all the way to the hilt. The woman couldn't take it anymore, gripping Wang Dading's scrotum and forcing him to withdraw.

As his penis was pulled from her mouth, a large amount of saliva gushed out; the woman seemed to have been holding back a lot of saliva.

Wang Dading pounced on the woman, thrusting his thick penis into her vagina without warning. He used so much force that he almost pulled her testicles in with him.

The woman made "hoarse" sounds, screaming in a language Wang Dading couldn't understand. Her hands scratched and clawed at his chest and back, her plump white legs kicking incessantly, like a female wolf in heat howling.

Wang Dading cupped her large, white buttocks with his hands, pulling them upwards forcefully, and thrust his large penis downwards, taking her testicles in with him. With another forceful thrust, his thick penis began to grind inside her vagina.

The woman seemed to be infected by immense pleasure, arching her back and thrusting her hips to meet his massive penis, showing no discomfort whatsoever.

"Damn it, those Russian women with their big ass and hips are the best at taking a good fuck." Wang Dading hoisted the woman's snow-white, plump legs onto his shoulders, pressed his hands against her two large breasts and kneaded them back and forth. With a thrust of his waist, he pulled out his penis and testicles in one go, followed by a series of deep thrusts, pumping in and out five or six hundred times.

"Oh—oh—" The White Russian woman finally couldn't take it anymore, her eyes filled with stars, her whole body trembling.

"Damn it, you keep being so horny." Wang Dading flipped the woman over. The White Russian woman's waist was a little flabby and loose, but her snow-white, large ass was very pleasing to the eye.

Wang Dading aimed at the foreign woman's anus and thrust in hard.

"Awooo—" With a wolf-like howl, the two sweat-drenched bodies began to writhe wildly again. The sounds of thrusting, slapping, heavy breathing, and beast-like roars filled the air. With

each impact, the woman's large buttocks rippled like waves. Wang Dading became excited and began slapping her hips repeatedly. The Russian woman shook her buttocks, shaking even more violently, her round buttocks flaring wildly, almost knocking Wang Dading over. "

Damn it, I'm not going to lose face like this." Wang Dading grabbed the woman's fleshy waist, squatted into a horse stance, and thrust hard.

After about twenty minutes of this struggle, the Russian woman finally gave in, her whole body trembling and going limp.

Wang Dading flipped the woman over, straddled her chest, and sandwiched his thick penis between her snow-white breasts, thrusting again.

The woman's breasts weren't firm, but soft and smooth, and his penis felt incredibly comfortable nestled between them. Wang Dading rode her breasts, finally ejaculating onto the Russian woman's face.

The Russian woman unconsciously licked her lips, not even bothering to wipe the filth from her face.

The Korean sisters huddled together, sobbing softly.

The Japanese woman lay limp on the haystack like a lump of mud.

Wang Dading approached the Japanese woman and sprayed her with freshly urinated urine. The woman shuddered, still not awake.

Wang Dading picked up a bottle of vodka from the table, tilted his head back, and took a large gulp. "Pfft—" he spat it out. "It smells like horse urine, damn it, what's going on?!"

IV. The End After

observing Wang Dading's performance throughout the night, Suzuki Kenzo was very satisfied. He kept pestering Liu Hanwen about when he could use the medicine. Liu Hanwen wrote a prescription and told him to get the medicine according to it first. Then he made a request: he wanted to see Wang Dading.

Wang Dading was still locked in a solitary cell, with plenty of food and drink. Suzuki worried that he was malnourished and that his medicinal properties would be compromised.

Seeing Liu Hanwen, Wang Dading was surprised. "Doctor Liu, what brings you here?" Liu Hanwen smiled. He felt there was no need to argue with Wang Dading now; a man about to die wouldn't even have a complete corpse, not even be allowed into his ancestral grave. Whether he'd be reborn as a complete person in his next life was uncertain.

"Same as you," Liu Hanwen replied, now treating it like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Oh?" Wang Dading was somewhat surprised, and clasped his hands in greeting, "I didn't expect Doctor Liu to be part of the Anti-Japanese Alliance. My apologies." Liu Hanwen smiled, "How can you compare to the young master, who's so carefree even while squatting in the fence?" "Damn it, don't even mention it. I don't know what kind of tricks those Japanese are up to. Not only are they providing plenty of food and drink, but they're also letting me sleep with women." Wang Dading curled his lip, "They started by making me sleep with women from the Anti-Japanese Alliance. Damn, I've never seen Anti-Japanese Alliance members before, but I admire them as men. I wouldn't do things like feeding dogs. They found an excuse to sleep with foreign women, and they actually found a few for me." Liu Hanwen pretended to be surprised, "Is that really true?"

"The Japanese aren't idiots. Why would they provide both food and drink and women? I'm wondering if they're going to use me for some kind of experiment." Wang Dading said in a low voice.

"No way." Liu Hanwen was a little guilty.

"Those bastards are up to no good." Wang Dading looked outside. "Doctor Liu, where are you being held?" Liu Hanwen casually pointed to the house across the street. "Over there, what's up?" Wang Dading said softly, "The old man sent word that Wu Gen Da Huang Yu has hired Jin Shan Hao and Gai Liaodong, a few gangsters, to break into the jail tonight. Be prepared, they're taking you out too." Liu Hanwen was stunned. "Young master, the fewer people who know about this, the better. Why tell me?" Wang Dading solemnly performed a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world) salute. "I'm sorry about Guizhi's matter, consider it compensation. Besides, we're from the same village, I can't just stand by and watch her die." Liu Hanwen remained silent, slowly turned around and went out. At the door, he suddenly asked, "Young master, you were studying diligently at the county's modern school, why did you run home?" If it were before, Liu Hanwen would have thought Wang Dading had lost his mind, but now, this kid seemed to be a sensible person, and he couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him.

"It's nothing. We have to learn Japanese and speak Japanese in school. If I graduate, I'll be a foreigner! Let whoever wants to sell out their ancestors do it, I'm not doing it," Wang Dading said, shaking his large head.

Liu Hanwen didn't say anything more and went back to his room.

In the middle of the night, as expected, gunfire erupted. The fighting was fierce, the sounds of homemade Mauser pistols and melon-shaped grenades shaking the entire county.

The next morning, the garrison had more than a dozen corpses, including Wang Dading's.

"Baka, baka!" Suzuki Kenzo gave the Japanese soldiers who fought the night before a thorough beating, turning them all into swollen pigs, not for any other reason than the fear that the spirits of the dead would be rendered useless. He

only calmed down when Liu Hanwen told him that the dead could still be used. "How many casualties?" Relieved, Suzuki finally remembered to ask about his own losses.

"Report!" A Japanese sergeant, his mouth lisp from being beaten, reported, "Eleven of our men were killed and five wounded. After rescuing the wounded, the enemy attempted to attack the ammunition depot but were repelled by the defending troops." Liu Hanwen stared speechlessly at the heavily guarded warehouse, never expecting that the place he had casually pointed out was actually the Japanese ammunition depot.

"Attack the ammunition depot after rescuing the wounded?" Suzuki stroked his mustache, still shaken. "Chinese mustaches, impressive!" After taking several doses of medicine, Suzuki indeed felt better; his manhood, dormant for over a decade, began to respond. Liu Hanwen repeatedly warned Suzuki not to indulge in women until he was fully recovered, so Suzuki had to suppress his desire for pleasure.

As Suzuki's condition improved, Liu Hanwen's supervision loosened, allowing family visits.

Liu Hanwen handed a package to Guizhi, who came to visit, instructing her to take it home.

Looking at his wife's already showing belly, Liu Hanwen said softly, "After the child is born, no matter who he looks like, raise him well and teach him to be Chinese. The three gold bars in this bundle are enough for you and your son to live on." "My husband..." Guizhi choked up.

"I'm so sorry!" Liu Hanwen covered his face and left.

Guizhi took the bundle, which contained Wang Dading's genitals that Liu Hanwen had replaced. Following the man's instructions, Guizhi buried it in the Wang family ancestral graveyard and never returned home.

A month later, the Kwantung Army headquarters received a telegram from the garrison of Bayan County, Binjiang Province: "Major Suzuki Kenzo of the 4th Division of the Imperial Japanese Army was poisoned to death by local doctor Liu Hanwen while stationed in Bayan. An investigation revealed that Liu was a member of the Anti-Japanese United Army and had committed suicide by poison before his arrest. Major Suzuki Kenzo, as a samurai of the Empire, failed to die on the battlefield, a disgrace to the military. The Anti-Japanese United Army members are extremely vicious. We request the Army Headquarters' approval: the 4th Division, in conjunction with the 8th Division, will conduct an armed suppression campaign against anti-Japanese elements within its jurisdiction to honor the heroic spirit of Major Suzuki Kenzo..."

[The End]

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