Old Gun Series

Chapter 1 Tom's Rebirth

My maternal grandfather had served in the Kuomintang army. During the Liaoshen Campaign, the Kuomintang army suffered repeated defeats. To survive, my grandfather
deserted amidst the chaos and managed to escape back to his hometown. He even married and lived a normal life.

When he returned, he brought back an American-made Thompson submachine gun and over 500 rounds of ammunition,
which he hid in the bottom of the cellar under the old house. This secret was unknown even to my maternal grandmother.

Later, when the Cultural Revolution broke out, my grandfather's history of serving in the Kuomintang army was exposed, he was labeled a "bad element
," and soon died. The secret of the submachine gun was forgotten.

Until I was 13 years old (1986), I was playing hide-and-seek with the neighborhood children in my maternal grandmother's village.
I hid in that cellar, which had sunk and developed many cracks at the bottom. A corner of an oilcloth bundle was exposed
.

At that time, I didn't know what the gun was called, let alone how to use it. I only felt that it was very heavy and big,
and I knew it must be a real gun. But I didn't dare to show it, because I was afraid of getting myself into trouble.

I hid the gun and bullets in a place that only I knew,
and it wasn't until many years later that it saw the light of day again.

My name is Liu Yanchen.

My father was the deputy director of the township revolutionary committee during the Cultural Revolution. In those days, he did a lot of
things for personal gain by taking advantage of the movement. My mother was forced to marry him under his pressure. My mother was 19
years old that year, and I was born the following year (1973).

My mother's name was Xu Xiaoqing. She was a famously beautiful woman in the surrounding villages, so many people had their eyes on her.
Among them was an educated youth from the city, Lao Feng.

After the Cultural Revolution ended, governments at all levels resumed their work, and the old cadres who had been persecuted were restored to their reputations.
But those members of the revolutionary committee who had persecuted people also began to be persecuted, and my father was one of them.

At Lao Feng's urging, Xu Xiaoqing divorced my father and returned to the city with him. Lao Feng
later became a worker in a state-owned enterprise and lived a good life. They had a daughter (in 1978),
and I, then five years old, lived with my grandparents.

My father died in prison when I was six. My grandparents were getting older, so I
lived a life of dependence, staying with my mother and relatives.

Xu Xiaoqing hated my father, and she took that hatred out on me because I was forced into this relationship by him
, especially after Feng Yuxian was born. What

truly changed my attitude towards life was my imprisonment, which began when I was seventeen (1990).

At the time, I was a student, and a female student at my school was raped and murdered. The police began investigating the male students at the school
and had teachers provide information about each student's family background. They interrogated them one by one, and
unfortunately, I was inexplicably identified as the murderer.

Then I was tortured into confessing and became a so-called rapist and murderer. Actually, I had a sliver of hope that I could
avoid imprisonment. Because during the time of the crime, someone could testify that I wasn't present—that was
my Xu Xiaoqing. But Xu Xiaoqing didn't fight for me; she actually believed I had done it. This was the most
heartbreaking thing for me. From that moment on, I began to hate her.

Because I was under eighteen and had a "good attitude" in confessing, I was sentenced to twenty years in prison.

Prison life was like hell on earth. That place always despised my crime. Being beaten inside
was commonplace. Every time I was beaten, I thought of that Thompson submachine gun and thought that if I ever got out, I
would fucking take revenge. So that gun became my spiritual creed, allowing me to survive.

Later, I had a good cellmate, much older than me. I called him Brother Lin. He was also a
powerful figure with a strong background. He said that if I ever got out of prison, I could follow him.

Unfortunately, during a labor camp session, Brother Lin was severely injured and died. He said someone wanted to
kill him, and on his deathbed, he told me a secret: if I were released, I could seek it out.

In the sixth year of my wrongful imprisonment (1996), my fate took a turn.
The real culprit in the case six years earlier was apprehended, but ironically, I wasn't released because I was wrongfully convicted.
The police officers in charge of that case had all been promoted, and to protect their careers, they used various connections and fabricated evidence. They then used intimidation
to make demands: they could release me with a reduced sentence, not exonerate me,
but I couldn't reveal it or seek retribution. As for government compensation, that was out of the question.

I had no choice but to accept my fate; if I didn't agree, I didn't know what they would do to me, let alone release
me. Thus, my twenty-year sentence was miraculously reduced to six years—a rare occurrence in Chinese penal history.

I regained my freedom; I was 23 years old that year.

After my release from prison, I didn't go home, nor did I have a home to return to.

My first priority was to find the secret Lin Ge had told me. Lin Ge knew I liked guns, so this secret
was related to them.

The place Lin Ge told me about was relatively close to the prison where I had served my sentence, so I
found a tattered package under a broken cement bridge in the suburbs. From the layers of packaging, I found two brand-new
Type 64 pistols, over 300 rounds of ammunition, and 50,000 yuan in cash—money Lin Ge had planned to use for his escape
, but hadn't needed. This generous gift from Lin Ge strengthened my resolve, so I
set off on my journey home with the two pistols and the ammunition.

I went directly to my grandmother's village. My grandmother had passed away a few years earlier, and the old house was
now dilapidated and uninhabited.

I found the Thompson submachine gun I had hidden years before. Its power and firepower
far surpassed that of the Type 64 pistols; this was a gun that had truly seen combat. On my way here, I made a point of stopping at a bookstore to learn about the Thompson submachine gun, and
I quickly learned how to use it. The tarpaulin sealed it well, so this old gun, which had been stored for half a century, was still usable
.

With three guns, long and short, and 50,000 yuan (a considerable sum in those days), I started
thinking about what I should do. Six years in prison were incredibly tormenting; for the first two years before my imprisonment, I secretly...
I swore that once I got out, I would take revenge. I would kill those police officers who deliberately framed me, those teachers who provided false evidence , and those classmates who gave false testimony. But now that I'm actually out, my mind is blank. I'm even starting to hesitate about
whether to take revenge. I know I can't forget this deep-seated hatred, but I don't know where to begin. 　　I just feel like I'm becoming more and more indifferent to everything. 　　I returned to my mother's city, and seeing those beautiful girls on the street, I couldn't help but feel sorrow. Thinking back to the year I went to prison, I was seventeen years old, completely ignorant about sex between men and women. I knew nothing, yet I was accused of rape. I had never even seen a woman's naked body, or what a woman's vagina looked like . I truly felt the greatest irony of life. 　　Occasionally, I would hear some fellow inmates talking about women, and I couldn't help but yearn for it, wanting to truly see what women were like. 　　But for me, women were something unattainable. When I went to prison, I was just a naive teenager. After my release, I was completely out of touch with society. I had no idea how to pursue women. 　　Maybe I could force a woman to undress at gunpoint and then do whatever I wanted to her, be a real rapist . But I felt that doing so would be a desecration of my own life. 　　I wanted to know what women were like, so I went to a video arcade. The first movie was a Hong Kong Category III film. The plot was quite exciting, but I could only see a woman's breasts, and at most, a few glimpses of bare buttocks. I couldn't see what a woman's vagina looked like, let alone clearly see the process of sex. 　　Later, at the insistence of several thugs in the video arcade, the owner finally played the most explicit film, a European or American one. The man's penis, the woman's vagina, and the details of sex were all clearly shown. Only then did I finally truly understand what it was all about. I really wanted to find a woman to try it out with. 　　But at that moment, the woman who was most significant in my life was the one who came to mind. 　　I stayed in a hotel for a few days and inquired about Xu Xiaoqing. In those years, many state-owned enterprises in the city went bankrupt, and Lao Feng was also laid off. He went to work in the south with his boss who had gone into business, leaving him and Xu Xiaoqing separated . Their daughter, Feng Yuxian, was studying at a vocational school in the provincial capital. Xu Xiaoqing opened a laundry shop in the city and started making money. 　　It was a stormy night, with the booming thunder and torrential rain dominating the hearing of everyone in the city. The streets were deserted, with only a few cars weaving through the shantytown, which was still mostly made up of single-story houses. 　　It was time to go find her. 　　I was wearing a large raincoat and rain boots, walking down the street. The non-breathable raincoat kept the rain in, but my body was soaked with sweat. 　　I arrived at "Xiaoqing Laundry Shop." It was already 9:30 p.m., and the shop was already closed. Besides, in this weather, it wouldn't have opened any earlier. 　　I hesitated for a moment before knocking, starting lightly and gradually increasing the volume. Finally, I heard the long-awaited voice, "Who is it?" 　　The voice came from behind the door, cautious in tone. 　　"Is this Feng Gang's house? I'm from the Public Security Bureau!" I continued, "Feng Gang is in trouble, and we need your cooperation in the investigation!" 　　"Ah, Feng Gang..." The door latch swung open with a clatter, revealing a figure both familiar and unfamiliar . She was wearing a blouse, her hair still damp, but not from rain; it even smelled of shampoo . The hem of her blouse was open, revealing only purple panties and bare, snow- white, full legs. She must have heard about Feng Gang's trouble and rushed out without even putting on some pants— a clear case of being too concerned to think straight. 　　I forcefully stepped forward and pushed her into the gatehouse, then went in myself and slammed the door shut. 　　"You..." Xu Xiaoqing (my mother) stumbled as I pushed her, her expression a mixture of fear and doubt, yet she didn't know what to ask. 　　"I'm afraid it'll be difficult for you to open this door if I don't mention Feng Gang, right?" I took off my raincoat, carrying my Thompson submachine gun slung across my shoulder, and approached Xu Xiaoqing. 　　The light in the gatehouse wasn't very bright, so I moved closer so she could see who I was. 　　"You are, you are..." Xu Xiaoqing's beautiful eyes widened. "You are Yanchen..." 　　"Not bad, you still recognize me..." I said sarcastically. "How, how..." 　　"How did I get out, didn't I? Guess how I got out?" I fired the Thompson submachine gun with a "bang," piercing a water vat in the gatehouse, and water trickled out. 　　"Ah—" Xu Xiaoqing screamed in fright from my shot. "How...you...you..." She tried to calm herself down and said, "You didn't escape, did you!" 　　At that moment, I released my Thompson, swiftly pulled out my Type 64 pistol from my back waist, and fired another shot , shattering a water glass on the table very close to her. Glass shards flew all over the floor. "What do you think? Someone like me, released after serving time ? Twenty years isn't that fast!" 　　"Ah—" She collapsed to the ground with a thud. "Son..." She sobbed. 　　"You still know I'm your son..." I wanted to point the pistol at her head and ask her that question, but suddenly I felt I couldn't do it. The muzzle lowered, pointing at the ground. 　　"I know...I know, Mom is sorry..." she cried, "These past years, I haven't been able to bear it either, I..." 　　"Do you know how I've endured these past six years?" I asked her fiercely. I'd held back for six years, and today I was going to give her a good talking-to. "You clearly know that the time the police said the incident occurred, I had just left your place . In a mere fifteen minutes, there's no way I could have gotten to that place, let alone had time to rape and murder. Why didn't you say these things back then? Why did you join in saying I did it? Why did you pretend to be so kind and tell me to reform myself and get a reduced sentence soon!" 　　"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." she sobbed, tears streaming down her face. "Mom is so sorry...I've made you suffer so much...Waaah..." 　　"You really are sorry to me." 　　"Yes, Mom is so sorry...It's all Mom's fault..." She slowly stood up, ignoring the cloak she was wearing...

Her top was open, revealing a white tank top, her chest bulging, and her snow-white
shoulders. "I know you hate me. Since that's the case, Mom won't say anything. Just shoot me dead, then
run away quickly, as far away as possible. Take care of yourself and live a good life..."

"Enough!" I interrupted her sharply. "Don't give me this fake concern. Why would I kill you?
What good would your death do me? Would it make more than the suffering I've endured these past few years? You want to end it all?
Dream on! I've lived a life worse than death these past few years, and I haven't died. What right do you have to die?"

"Things are already like this. What do you want from me... Mom has nothing to give you but her life
!" Xu Xiaoqing covered her face in anguish, trembling all over, her top falling to the ground.

She stood almost naked before me. I saw this woman who had given me life yet also caused me misfortune,
and I felt a surge of desire. "I know without you saying a word. You're trying to say you had your reasons for doing this, right?
Someone must have blackmailed you with your husband and your precious daughter, so you chose to let them have their way,
sacrificing me, because you never really liked me anyway, is that it?"

"No, no..." she sobbed again, "These past years, Mom hasn't had it easy either..."

"Of course you haven't had it easy!" I said sternly, "You haven't had it easy because your own conscience is tormented
, not because you're worried about how much I've suffered in prison. You traded my good life for their comfort, and let me
tell you, this comfort didn't come for free, you will all pay the price..."

"No, no..." she cried again, "Son, I beg you, it's all my fault. You can
do whatever you want, just please, don't hurt others, okay?"

"Don't hurt others? Who? Your husband, Lao Feng? Your precious daughter?" I laughed sarcastically, "Heh,
why? Why should I hurt them? In your heart, are they really more important than me, aren't they?"

"No, no?" She shook her head desperately. "Children, it's not like that. You are all important. Mom knows
she was wrong... Waaah..."

I looked her over. She really hadn't changed much. God really favored her. She
was over forty and still so beautiful, and even more mature and charming.

"Tsk tsk, that guy surnamed Feng really treats you well. You're 43 this year, right?" I said with a sneer. "
You're so well-maintained, so young. All those years you were a pampered housewife, never having to worry about anything. I didn't notice how many wrinkles I had. Tell me, have you really had a hard time all these years? Have you ever felt guilty
about what happened to me ?" 　　Xu Xiaoqing then noticed that she was only wearing underwear and felt a little uncomfortable. She picked up her top to cover herself. 　　"No matter what you've done, you're still my mother. I can't kill you, I can't bear to..." I said slowly, my heart trembling. "But that doesn't mean I can't bear to kill them and make you wish you were dead!" 　　"I said, it's all my fault. Just come at me..." Her words suddenly turned cold and harsh. 　　"Come at you! Fine!" I approached her. 　　She closed her eyes, trembling all over, panting heavily. "Come on, you can kill me, strangle me, dismember me , anything, as long as you're satisfied." With that, the shirt in her hand fell to the ground. 　　I tucked the pistol back into my waistband, examining her body, her helpless state filled with complex emotions. I pulled the belt from a dress hanging nearby, grabbed her arm, forced her to turn around, and then tied her hands behind her back. 　　"This is pointless, I won't resist!" she said, looking resigned to her fate. 　　I stood behind her, watching her silhouette. Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, falling straight to her waist, some strands brushing against her round, firm buttocks encased in purple panties. 　　At that moment, her thoughts were only on life and death, ruling out any other possibility. So, when I suddenly pulled down her panties, she was caught completely off guard. 　　By the time she realized what was happening, the panties were already down to her ankles, and only then did she understand why I had bound her hands. 　　"What are you doing…" Before she could even finish her question, I had already forced her down onto a sofa bed in the gatehouse , used for temporary rest. The first thing I did was strip her panties and slippers off her body. 　　She instinctively pressed her legs together, but I still saw that her dark pubic hair wasn't thick, and there were round, plump little mounds, and below those mounds, the fleshy cleft that couldn't be hidden even with her legs tightly closed. I saw it, I finally saw it, a woman's bare buttocks, a woman's vagina, it was really real... "What are you doing? What do you want to do?" Xu Xiaoqing lay on the bed, almost roaring hysterically. 　　"What do I want to do? Hmph..." My hand slowly approached her genitals. "Six years ago, I was convicted of rape and murder, but I'd never even seen a woman's vagina before, and I spent six years in prison for nothing. I'm so damn wronged!" My hand reached for her vagina, my fingers roughly digging inside. She squeezed her legs together and twisted her waist, but it was no use. "All these years, when you were having sex with that guy surnamed Feng, did you ever think about me being beaten and tortured in prison ? He was having fun, while I was suffering inside with a rape charge. Why?" 　　"Let me go, don't do this... You're an animal... Waaah..." She kicked her legs and struggled . 　　"Beast? Heh, the suffering I've endured in these six years is something even beasts haven't experienced. If beasts could live comfortably, I'd truly regret not being born a beast in this life!" My hand forcefully flipped open her labia, finding her clitoris, and began to torment her with abandon. 　　"...I'm your mother...you can't..." She cried harder, but gradually gave up resisting. "If you can be so cruel to me, why can't I?" I played with my mother's vagina even more recklessly, and gradually her legs began to yield, slowly opening. I could see the full view of her vagina; it was quite large, with thick, red labia majora and thin labia minora, the edges of which were somewhat dark. 　　Xu Xiaoqing closed her eyes in shame, her face flushed, unable to find the right tone when she cried, and instead incoherently cursed:

“Liu Yanchen, I’ll fuck your mother…you’re a fucking bastard…”

“Haha, you’re right, you know what I’m going to do, yes, fuck my mother, but not you. How can you
fuck yourself? I can…” I took off my submachine gun and placed it on the table next to me, then pulled
out two pistols hidden in different places…until I was disarmed, pulled down my pants, and my already erect
penis was ready to do something extraordinary.

I lifted her tank top, revealing her pair of firm, large breasts. Unexpectedly, she calmly did not
resist.

“Yanchen, do you really want to do this to me?” Xu Xiaoqing’s attitude seemed to have returned to calm.

"Yes, I've been holding back for a long time."

"Okay, as long as you promise me to let Yuxian and her father go, you can do whatever you want, as long as you can vent your anger,
Mom will give you..." Her voice trembled, and then she slowly opened her legs on her own. "Untie my
hands, Mom keeps her word, Mom will give you!"

I was sure she wouldn't lie to me, so I helped her sit up and untied her hands.

She moved her wrists, then took off her vest, revealing herself naked in front of me, and then suddenly
hugged me, pulling me into her arms. "Son, my son has never raped anyone, not in the past,
not now. This is Mom giving you, Mom has thought it through, if this way can compensate you, Mom is willing."

I pushed her down onto the bed, and my fingers ruthlessly thrust into her vagina again. "Stop pretending to be doing this for my own
good, do you want me to soften my heart, do you want me to give up?"

"Mmm...no, no...I will never...be gentle...ooh..." Her voice was a moan or a sob
, her vagina contracting back and forth, secreting a lot of fluid.

I had absolutely no interest in any more foreplay with her. My already erect penis, the head clumsily pressed between
her labia, trying to penetrate her soft clitoris, but I couldn't get in.

Her hand gripped my glans, finding the right spot, and then I thrust in forcefully,
easily penetrating her wet vagina… It was my first time having sex with a woman, and it was my own mother. My rhythm
was slow, mechanical, and forceful, as if I wasn't fucking her, but stabbing her with a knife. "Am I useless
…" My movements were vicious, and my tone was vicious too.

"Mmm...no...no..."

"I need you to help me get in..." I fucked her hard again. "Am I really that useless
..."

"Mmm...ah...no...mmm..." she moaned. "It's your first time...mmm...it's already
pretty good..."

I continued fucking her, saying, "You never dreamed you'd be fucked by me..."

"Yes..."

"Just like I never imagined you'd treat me like this..." At this point, I angrily thrust my cock
all the way in.

"Mmm..." she moaned, "Mmm...if this can compensate you...mmm...then fuck me to death
..."

I fucked her hard. "Do you think I'll be polite?"

It was my first time fucking a woman, and it felt like I was just going through the motions. I didn't know women had orgasms; I just thought she was really cheap and
slutty. But I liked her cheapness and her sluttyness. The harder I fucked her, the more she seemed to enjoy it.

All my semen shot into her vagina, the vagina that gave birth to me twenty-two years ago, now receiving
my response.

Xu Xiaoqing hugged me again. Her body was still soft, her skin still smooth, her naked
body pressed tightly against mine. For the first time in my life, I felt such pleasure.

I never expected her to be such a wanton woman, able to be so satisfied even after being fucked by her son. Little did I
know that it was because of another sin she had committed, the ease she gained after paying the price.

"Are you hungry?" she suddenly asked, her tone gentle, like a virtuous wife and a good
mother, but unfortunately, she was neither.

"Of course I'm not hungry." I pinched her nipple a little harder. "How can I rape
you if I don't eat first?"

"Ouch..." she groaned, "I pinched it off..."

"So what if it's off?" I gently stroked her nipple.

"So what if it's off? Let's see what you touch next."

"You still want me to touch you often? Fuck you often?" My hand moved to the next target, thrusting
into her vagina, the vagina I had just fucked.

"Hmm..." She was caught off guard by the sudden attack. "There's a first time, there's a second. I
know you want a woman. I'm the safest person for you!"

She thought for a moment and then said, "You escaped. If you want to find another woman, you'll definitely have to take risks
. Fuck your own mother is the safest."

"You don't know anything!" I pulled my hand out and slapped her plump, round buttocks.

"You're tired too, let's go to sleep!" Her head rested on my chest.

She picked up her underwear to put it on, but I snatched it away and tore it to shreds. "Who are you trying to cover up for?"

"Fine, I won't wear anything, I'll go naked!"

The rain outside was still falling, getting heavier and heavier.

We went out together through the back door of the gatehouse. She was naked, wearing only slippers, and carrying nothing. I carried
my gun and the ammunition pack.

Behind the gatehouse was a courtyard, and on the other side of the courtyard was their house. We went to her and Lao Feng's room
to sleep. That night, I fucked her three more times.

It was raining outside, and the room was stuffy and hot. Neither of us could sleep, so we lay
side-by-side on the bed. My penis was limp and lifeless, and there was still semen on her pubic hair and labia. The sheets were damp, with our sweat and
her vaginal fluid.

"When did you run away?"

"Many days ago—"

"You even ran away with a gun, you're really something—"

"Guess if it's true or not?"

"I can't guess, but you're out now, that's for sure."

"Have the police come looking for you these past few days?"

“No.” She paused. “Only you pretended to be a policeman today to trick me into opening the door.”

“If I really had run away, and I was carrying a gun, I’d probably be wanted nationwide.” I touched her
lower abdomen. “As a direct relative of a fugitive, how could the police not be looking for you?”

“Then you were released…”

“What do you think?”

“Probably. Where did you get the gun?”

“I won’t tell you!” I touched her vulva again, almost addicted.

“Your mother’s cunt…”

“Hahaha…” I laughed, and she couldn’t help but laugh too…

The morning after the night rain was always exceptionally fresh. The stone bricks paving the yard were still wet
, and green moss grew along the edges of the house. The yard wasn’t big, but it was very enclosed. Enclosed enough that a woman
could walk around naked without worry, as long as no one was flying in the sky or climbing onto the roof
, she wouldn’t be seen.

Xu Xiaoqing walked around the yard naked, her plump, round buttocks, slightly parted vulva, and trembling
breasts assaulting my vision in broad daylight. When I woke up that morning, I only told her,
"There's no one else here; you must be naked in front of me." She did as I said,
doing everything the same way—cooking, washing clothes, cleaning.

Her vulva was always wet, because she had washed it many times. It was my requirement; whether she
had urinated or been penetrated, she had to wash herself as soon as possible.

Her laundromat had to stay open, so of course she couldn't wash clothes for customers naked.

She said, "If you haven't had enough fun and seen enough, I'm not opening for business today!"

"Having enough fun and seeing enough is hard to come by. Are you planning to never open a business again?"

"Can I wear clothes then?"

"Only one piece."

"One piece?"

"Not one more, not even underwear." I added, "And this one piece can only be a dress,
not pants."

"Then I'm still naked, right?"

"Are you stupid?"

Xu Xiaoqing's laundry shop reopened. Customers coming in to pick up or drop off clothes saw her wearing
an orange plaid dress, but everything she did seemed a little unnatural. A woman over
forty years old, not wearing underwear under her dress—anyone would feel guilty and uncomfortable.

During the lunch break, the front door of the gatehouse was locked. Xu Xiaoqing took off her dress and hung it in the gatehouse, then
went back to the back naked to cook, eat, sleep, and of course, have sex with her son.

"Can you throw this gun away? That thing is dangerous!" Xu Xiaoqing and I lay side by side on the bed again. I kept my
arm around her, and with my other hand, I played with the Type 64 pistol, which had its magazine removed. Every now and then, I would use the cold muzzle
to tease her nipples, poke her buttocks, and nudge her vagina.

"No!"

"This thing will kill you sooner or later!"

"Are you afraid of being implicated?"

"What am I afraid of being implicated? I'm afraid of you..."

"If I didn't have a gun, I probably would have died long ago. I died when I went to prison six years ago."

"..."

"If I hadn't been thinking about it, and I still had a gun, I really would be dead."

"You've had a gun for a long time?"

"A long time ago..."

"Where did it come from?"

"I won't tell you!"

"Fuck your mother~"

"How do you want me to fuck you?"

"Fuck me however you want."

"Fuck me from behind!"

Xu Xiaoqing propped herself up on her hands and knees, sticking her butt out. I fucked her from behind without any hesitation.
This time, she moaned lasciviously, clearly enjoying it, and her vagina was overflowing with fluid. After ejaculating, she lay down, and I suddenly grabbed her buttocks and slapped them hard several times, leaving several bright red handprints
on her snow-white, round buttocks . 　　"Mmm—ah—" she almost cried. 　　"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask in the future!" 　　"I beg you, please don't cause trouble outside, okay?" She really cried. "You can hit me anytime you want!" 　　"As long as this world doesn't mess with me again!" 　　Xu Xiaoqing and I lived together like this for half a month. Everything was peaceful until one day, it was evening. The laundromat was closed as usual. 　　I came out of the public toilet in the shantytown because I didn't have a separate toilet at home. In the distance, I saw a familiar figure, an eighteen-year-old girl. When I saw her, I could only think of one person. 　　This figure was still far away. 　　I went into the gatehouse, but the door wasn't locked. 　　I returned to the courtyard. Xu Xiaoqing glanced at me cautiously before coming out of the house. 　　Summer evenings can sometimes be chilly. Xu Xiaoqing was wearing a purple short-sleeved shirt that day, the hem just covering her navel. Her lower body was, of course, naked. I pulled her close, deliberately positioning her so she faced the back door of the gatehouse, and embraced her from behind. One hand held her chest and arms, while the other, with practiced ease, began to explore her vulva, unceremoniously inserting my fingers into her vagina and teasing her clitoris. 　　She had her back to me, but I knew she was panting and moaning softly with her eyes closed. 　　"Mmm—" The sound was faint and cautious; the neighbors next door might not see, but in this courtyard, they might hear it. 　　"What's this?" I asked provocatively. 　　"Vagina…" The sound was so faint it was like a whisper. 　　"Whose vagina?" 　　"Your mother's!" 　　"What's it for?" 　　"For you to fuck!" 　　I dug and probed forcefully for a while. 　　"Hmm...no, let's go inside..." Her body sank down involuntarily, bending over, her big butt pressing against my body, as if she was about to collapse. "Okay, let's go inside, let's go inside and fuck me..." 　　My eyes met another pair of eyes, eyes filled with surprise, confusion, doubt and disgust.

When Xu Xiaoqing saw those eyes, they were already certain that what she was seeing was real—not
an illusion, not a hallucination, not a dream.

Xu Xiaoqing had her back to me, but I could sense she was stunned. She stared blankly at
the owner of those eyes, unsure what to do.

In truth, whatever she did would be useless.

"You...you disgust me!" Feng Yuxian left; she truly felt disgusted. No daughter
would feel good seeing her mother's genitals exposed and being violated by another man, especially since that man
was also her mother's child.

I released her, and Xu Xiaoqing plopped down on the ground, saying nothing, doing nothing.

This had to come to a conclusion; ever since I returned that rainy night, it had to be resolved.

"You did this on purpose..." Xu Xiaoqing broke the silence; it was already pitch black.

"It was bound to happen sooner or later."

"She must have something to do when she comes back. Today isn't a day off, she must have something to do to come back."

"The fact that she can leave means it's not important..."

"Oh, right, right..."

"What?"

"Tomorrow is her birthday..."

"You remembered perfectly..."

She didn't say anything more, because she knew I'd spent six birthdays in prison.

Of course, she couldn't blame me; she'd put me in prison for six years because of them. I'd only
created a knot between her and her daughter's hearts, and although it wasn't easy to untie, it was still
easier than the knot in my heart.

When Xu Xiaoqing got up, her buttocks were cold, and her vagina was cold too.

I told her to go inside and rest, and I went out to buy some things.

I bought a lot of alcohol, both baijiu and beer.

There were also many snacks to go with it. In those days, one yuan could buy a big bag of Korean-style spicy fish; six
yuan could buy a crispy roast duck.

I knew she needed to get drunk at that moment, and so did I. We both needed the emotional comfort that alcohol provided.

That night, we drank a lot of alcohol, had sex, and then went to sleep. We'd wake up, then continue fucking, drinking
, and then fall asleep again… That's how we spent three whole days. Three days later, I moved
five cases of empty beer bottles out of the house. I only remember eating almost every kind of cooked food on the street during those days.

Even a life of drunken revelry eventually ends; if someone wants to drown their sorrows in alcohol, they can't
extinguish them unless they drink themselves to death.

Xu Xiaoqing was still alive, but not so sorrowful anymore. She was still alive, but her heart was dead. Her dead heart had completely turned to
me, because I was her hell.

She decided to divorce Lao Feng.

What I didn't expect was that Lao Feng readily agreed, even rushing back from the south to complete the divorce proceedings.

Lao Feng even generously offered her the house, but she refused.

I gave Lao Feng 20,000 yuan; consider the house a purchase for her.

Feng Yuxian never appeared, never showed up, and there was no news of her.

I met Feng Yuxian again two months later…

During those two months, Xu Xiaoqing and I lived a life of unbridled indulgence. She had changed; she had become casual, wanton, and
shameless. We had sex in the yard, and she even dared to scream loudly.

Whatever I said, she dared to do.

That summer, I bought her all sorts of skirts. As long as she wasn't menstruating, she had to wear skirts, and she
couldn't wear underwear, no matter the occasion.

We did it not only at home, but also dared to do it outside…

One early morning in July.

It was still dark; there were no streetlights near the shantytown at that time.

No one passed by on the road, only the chirping of crickets.

Xu Xiaoqing and I walked out of the gatehouse and onto the street. The difference was that I was wearing shorts and my upper body was bare
, while she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and her buttocks were bare. I was holding a flashlight, and Xu Xiaoqing was holding my arm; we
looked like a couple. We walked a long way, until we reached the street corner.

We embraced on a quiet, wide street. We were used to kissing, a passionate, frenzied kiss.
I kissed her while touching her genitals to arouse her, so she wouldn't worry about being seen.

She leaned against a lamppost, her buttocks raised, and I fucked her from behind, ejaculating onto her ass.
She orgasmed too. During that fucking, we barely spoke; it was her first time being fucked in public,
so she was still a little reserved.

The following morning, she seemed to enjoy the feeling. When we went out, she
wasn't even wearing a short-sleeved shirt, completely naked as she walked with me out of the house.

We walked a longer distance to a bus stop.

I kissed her, touching her wet genitals.

"Mmm...no more...fuck me quickly, then we can go home..." Xu Xiaoqing pleaded.
"Why do you want me to hurry? Can't you fuck me slowly?"

"Because someone will see..."

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"You're a slut~"

"I'm your slut, not someone else's~"

"I know, but I still have to act like a slut~"

"What do you mean?"

"You can't just let anyone fuck you. What's wrong with letting people see you?"

"I'm still your woman, you want others to see me naked?"

"Why wouldn't I want that?" "

You're such an animal."

"Hmph~"

"If you don't care, I'll go all out."

"I don't want you to go all out."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want you to truly become slutty."

"Fuck me..." Xu Xiaoqing's hand reached into my crotch, squeezing my rock-hard cock. I had no choice but to fuck her. She
supported herself on the bench with her hands and knees, still sticking her ass out. I pulled down my pants, my penis pressed against her vagina, and
thrust straight in...

“Mmm…fuck me…fuck me…I owe you all these years, just fuck me to death, that'll pay off my sins
…mmm…harder…good son…mmm…”

After I ejaculated, we sat on the cold bench for a long time. It was barely dawn when we started to
walk back.

Some sanitation workers had already started sweeping the streets. They saw Xu Xiaoqing walking naked with me, and
from a distance, they gossiped about it. But I felt like they weren't talking about me at all, and I just
took Xu Xiaoqing home.

Soon, the neighbors started whispering.

Xu Xiaoqing's daily moans in the yard naturally became their topic of conversation. But this
didn't affect us at all. When a person is truly depraved, who cares about such things?

Anyway, I've had this “rapist” reputation for years.

The “rapist’s” mother, in the mouths of these gossipers, wouldn't be anything good either, especially now that she
's divorced.

Those people were always so snobbish.

In their mouths, Xu Xiaoqing and I weren't as bad as they made us out to be.

Because I rode my Southern 125 motorcycle every day, with a Motorola BP phone strapped to my waist,

I, the former "rapist" and "delinquent," became
someone with talent and a bit of eccentric genius in their eyes.

What truly made us famous was when Aunt Wang from the neighborhood committee came to check household registrations.

At that time, Xu Xiaoqing had closed her laundry shop; she had no desire to continue.

Aunt Wang knocked on the door, and Xu Xiaoqing was in the yard, completely naked. She hesitated slightly, then
went straight into the gatehouse and opened the door for Aunt Wang.

"Oh dear, Xiaoqing, why are you all naked..."

"Ah, hehe," Xu Xiaoqing said with a forced smile, "Aunt Wang, come in quickly~"

Aunt Wang entered the door, stunned, staring at Xu Xiaoqing. Her full, firm breasts, round buttocks, dark pubic
hair, and bright red labia... were all brazenly exposed. It was
unbelievable that a grown woman would be like this.

Xu Xiaoqing seemed unconcerned, leading Aunt Wang to the living room. I was home at the time, wearing both
pants and clothes.

What Aunt Wang saw was a scene she had never witnessed before.

A mother, completely naked in front of strangers and her son.

For a long time afterward, whenever Xu Xiaoqing walked down the street, men would stare
at her intently, as if trying to see through her clothes.

Every time she went to a public restroom, the women would notice her lifting her skirt and squatting down
to urinate, a gesture that proved she wasn't wearing underwear.

My ambiguous relationship with her became an open secret in the neighborhood.

Two months later…

I received a page from Xu Xiaoqing and rushed back on my motorcycle.

At that time, I was busy running a small business.

When I arrived home, I saw Lao Feng come out. I no longer felt any hostility towards him, but I also felt no guilt.
Lao Feng looked at me helplessly, seemed about to say something, but hesitated, sighed, and left.

I went inside. Xu Xiaoqing was sitting on the bed, looking sorrowful.

She was dressed, having just seen Lao Feng.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her.

“You can tell something’s wrong.” Xu Xiaoqing said, taking off her fleece trousers, along with her underwear.

"Your precious daughter's in trouble, hasn't she!"

"You guessed right!"

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered coming to you!"

Xu Xiaoqing had even taken off her top at this point. I sat down beside her, and she hugged me tightly, bursting into tears:
"Mom's begging you, please think of something... save Yuxian..."

There was a wad of cash on the bed, a full 20,000 yuan, which must have been left by Old Feng.

There was also a thick envelope.

Inside the envelope were photos, all nude photos of Feng Yuxian, in various explicit styles.
When the photos were taken, her face was filled with pain, helplessness, and sorrow... Since leaving home two months ago, Feng Yuxian had been wandering the streets
.

A high-ranking official's son took a liking to her; actually, this playboy just wanted to have some fun and then dump her.

In a fit of rage, Feng Yuxian smashed the young man's car—a blue BMW E31 850 CSI—with a brick
.

The official's son then had his henchmen gang-rape Feng Yuxian and take nude photos. They threatened to sell her to Southeast Asia as a prostitute unless her family paid her 50,000
yuan in compensation.

Old Feng could only come up with 20,000 yuan, so he reluctantly asked Xu Xiaoqing for a solution. But
what could Xu Xiaoqing do?

“Even if you give them 100,000 yuan, you might not be able to save your daughter…” I said. “Can you think of
a way? I’m begging you, I’ll do whatever you want from now on!”

“There’s only one way.”

“What?”

I pulled out a Type 64 pistol from my back. “For gangster matters, of course, this is the way to solve them!”

“Can’t we do it differently…”

“Do you want to save her?” I interrupted her.

“Yes…”

“Then listen to me~”

“But you…”

“You don’t want me to take the risk?”

“Well… I’ve already wronged you a lot about what happened before…”

“But from another perspective, you’re my woman now too, and I can’t ignore your situation~”

“Just for those words, I’d be willing to let you fuck me for the rest of my life.” She pulled my hand and touched her cunt…

When I left, Xu Xiaoqing, naked, saw me to the door. Before leaving, I inserted my fingers into
her cunt, poked a few times, making her cry out, and then I walked away.

“Be careful…”

“I’ll try my best to come back alive!”

The rich young man’s name was Wu Xiaofei, the son of a provincial official.

Wu Xiaofei had a group of henchmen who frequented a club converted from an abandoned warehouse in the eastern suburbs of the city.
That warehouse was the address he gave Lao Feng for paying.

I rode my motorcycle straight to the eastern suburbs.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, I entered the large warehouse.

It was surrounded by prefabricated houses with trendy exterior designs. A blue BMW E31 850 CSI
was parked in the center of the warehouse.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing? Do you know where this is?" A young man with a fierce face came out first
, cursing and swearing. Judging from his arrogant attitude, he was probably just a henchman.

"At first, I felt something was missing here," I ignored the henchman and looked directly at
a clean-cut young man who followed. He came out with a group of others, all carrying weapons
. Anyone could tell that this pretty boy was the rich young master Wu Xiaofei.

"What do you need?" Wu Xiaofei asked.

"A dog~"

"I don't keep dogs!

" "You don't need a dog."

"Why?"

"Because there's someone who's smarter than a dog. He's the first to bark when he sees a stranger!"

The henchman finally reacted. "You dare curse me? You're asking for it!" He swung his iron rod at me.

"Lu Zi—" Wu Xiaofei stopped him, then said to me, "What are you here for?"

"To pick someone up!"

"Feng Yuxian?"

"I want to see her!"

"Who are you to her?"

"Has she ever told you she has a half-brother?"

"You are?"

"I am!"

"I haven't heard her mention it, but that's not important. Did you bring the money?"

"No!"

"No money, and you still want to see her?"

"Not only do I want to see her, I want to take her away."

"Do you think that's possible?"

"Nothing is impossible."

Wu Xiaofei's gaze began to focus on what I was holding in my hand. It was long and large, covered by my shirt, so I
couldn't see what it was.

"Bring her out!" Wu Xiaofei roared.

Two female thugs dragged Feng Yuxian out of the prefab house. She was naked, her hands were bound, and her hair was disheveled.
There were bruises on her face, back, and buttocks. Her body was fair, and she was quite beautiful,
inheriting Xu Xiaoqing's good looks, except she had less pubic hair and smaller breasts.

She had already been abused by the people here.

Real society is cruel like that; there are no dramatic escapes like in the movies.

She was terrified and helpless.

"Brother...save me...save me...waaaah..."

This was probably the first time in eighteen years that she had called me "brother." Before, she was always arrogant,
domineering, and always called me by my first name.

"She's right here. Let's see what you can do to take her away," Wu Xiaofei said. The dozen or so thugs carrying
clubs and machetes slowly approached me, and that Lu Zi was even more impatient and wanted to hit me.

I lifted my shirt, revealing a Thompson submachine gun in my hand, though I'd switched the fire selector to semi-
automatic; I didn't have enough bullets for full-auto.

I raised the Thompson and, without giving them a chance to breathe,
fired three shots at the BMW E31 850CS1. Three bullet holes appeared in the door and on the hood.

Nothing intimidates these thugs more effectively than real guns; they didn't dare take another
step.

"With this, do you think I can take her away?"

"You wrecked my car!"

"I wrecked your car, let's see what you can do to me!" I raised my Thompson submachine gun at Wu Xiaofei.
"Do you know who my father is?"

"I'd like to know more about what kind of material the son of a high-ranking official is made of—is he made of copper and iron, invulnerable to swords and bullets?"

"Fine, you win! You can take her away!" Wu Xiaofei sighed. "Just like that?"

"What else do you want?"

"You've ruined a girl like this, what do you think I should do?"

"In this world, not everyone who is bullied can get justice," Wu Xiaofei said. "So,
I'm going to show you what true survival of the fittest is!" I fired a shot at Lu Zi beside him
. The bullet pierced his shoulder, the momentum of the .45 ACP bullet knocking him to the ground.
"I don't like this dog!"

Nothing is more intimidating than bloody slaughter.

The gangsters were so frightened they almost dropped their weapons.

Wu Xiaofei looked bewildered. "Name your price!"

"You think money can solve everything?"

"Things are already like this. Killing us all won't do you any good. Even if you feel better,
you can't beat our family." Wu Xiaofei's words were filled with fear.

"Five hundred thousand!"

"Okay! Five hundred thousand it is!"

"Brother... watch out..." Feng Yuxian screamed.

Suddenly, a henchman swung an iron bar at me. By the time I reacted, he was only a few
steps away. I immediately turned my gun and shot him down, hitting him in the abdomen. At the same time, a fat man
grabbed me from behind. This guy was incredibly strong; his thick hands gripped my arms so tightly I couldn't move them.

"All of you, get him! Take the gun!"

Wu Xiaofei ordered, and the henchmen swung their clubs at me. I still gripped my Thompson tightly and
fired a few shots randomly at the ground, hitting one of the henchmen in the leg. The other henchmen dared not rush forward again.

The fat man behind me was also terrified, but he couldn't let me go either. He held on to me with all his might, leaning
back as if to throw me to the ground. In a flash, I released my submachine gun with my right hand, reached into my right leg
pocket, pulled out a Type 64 pistol, and fired two shots at the fat man's leg.

The fat man cried out in pain, quickly releasing me and lying on the ground, howling in agony.

I didn't care whether he was dead or alive. I picked up the submachine gun from the ground with my left hand, raised the pistol in my right, and pointed it at the
stunned thugs. "You're not happy? Come on then!"

"One million...one million...spare my life, let my brothers go..." Wu Xiaofei said.

I pointed the pistol at Wu Xiaofei's head. "Why the hell should I believe you!" Then I kicked him to the ground.
"The moment I leave, you'll send your corrupt father to deal with me. What
good is a hundred million?"

"I can't do that!"

"Why the hell should I believe you?"

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." Wu Xiaofei sat on the ground, panting heavily. I had already fired the gun, already killed someone.

Should I finish the job? I hesitated; this was a one-way street.

I picked up the shirt and put it on Feng Yuxian. The shirt was large; the hem covered her buttocks.

I left with Feng Yuxian, leaving Wu Xiaofei and his gang behind.

I didn't kill them, nor did I get the money; my initial goal was simply to save people.

From now on, a life on the run awaits me.

“Brother.”

“What’s wrong?” We talked on the motorcycle.

“I’m sorry about what happened before…”

“You are sorry, but let’s keep things separate!”

“I never thought you would come to save me.”

“I never thought I would save you one day!”

“Do you hate me? Do you wish I were dead at their hands?”

“That’s why I didn’t kill them all. I just didn’t feel that much hatred.”

“But you still shot, you killed for me.”

“I had no choice, I promised your mother!”

“She’s your mother too.”

“I don’t have a mother as selfish as her.”

“Then why did you promise her to save me?”

“Because I slept with her, she’s my woman!”

“I’ve figured it out, I shouldn’t have left that day.”

“Why didn’t you leave? To watch our incestuous performance? Or to wait for me to rape you too?”

“I want both. I really want both now.”

I took Feng Yuxian home, not giving the mother and daughter a chance to reminisce. I had to hurry and run.

I hailed a taxi and let the mother and daughter go first. Then, I followed them on my motorcycle to
the train station in the county seat, not the city's. I didn't intend to go with them; if the escape failed,
we'd all be caught. Besides, Wu Xiaofei's father was definitely after me now.

I instructed Xu Xiaoqing and Feng Yuxian—take the next train, no matter where it goes, get out as
quickly as possible, and page me when you arrive.

The county train station was small. Standing outside, I could see the train to the neighboring province had already departed. I started
my motorcycle and began my own escape…

　　

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