Lost

A light drizzle fell on what seemed like an endless ocean, rippling and tearing the moon's reflection to shreds.
The weather at sea is always unpredictable; one moment the drizzle stopped, the next a blinding flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by rolling thunder, a fierce wind whipped up dark clouds that blotted out the sun, and a sudden downpour arrived.
Raindrops the size of broad beans pounded against the metal roof of the shipping containers, creating a deafening cacophony. The cargo ship drifted aimlessly in the giant waves like a lone boat, completely disoriented.
A strange, inexplicable smell permeated the sealed containers, where dozens of men and women huddled in silence.
Ruan Mengling sat up and peered out through the gaps in the metal roof; the world was a blur, the boundary between water and sky indistinguishable.
"The ship won't just capsize like this, will it?"
"This is a cargo ship, it's not that easy to capsize."
A man with a heavy Northeastern accent answered from the darkness. Ruan Mengling remembered the two brothers from Northeast China; they were tall and strong, and their names were quite interesting—Big Pillar and Second Pillar.
Fang Qiang pulled her back, covered her with a damp blanket, and said, "Don't let the sea breeze blow on you too much, you'll catch a cold."
Ruan Mengling was held in his arms, his back gently patted, and the two whispered to each other before drifting off to sleep.
This was completely different from what Chen Laosan had promised them, but none of them dared to object. They all knew that Chen Laosan's reputation was never good; his temper was as bad as his abilities, and besides, they needed his help.
Just like this time—Chen Laosan could take them to America.
Ruan Mengling had lived in a small county town since childhood, but in her memory, life had always been busy and poor.
Her parents toiled day and night to make ends meet, suffering from various illnesses, and their lives showed little improvement. While other families built luxurious villas, her family still lived in a dilapidated tile-roofed house.
Although the family was poor, Ruan Mengling was beautiful, and many people coveted her, but no one dared to make a move because of the Fang family's influence in the area.
Ruan Mengling wasn't sure whether she liked Fang Qiang more or was more grateful to him. The Fang family was wealthy and well-known in the area. The old man only had one son, Fang Qiang, and his taking a liking to Ruan Mengling was a great joy for the Ruan family.
To win Ruan Mengling's favor, Fang Qiang even built a two-story house for the Ruan family and bought them appliances. Unable to resist the encouragement of the two families' elders, the two eventually got together.
The Fang family gained a beautiful daughter-in-law, and the impoverished Ruan family gained a powerful backer; both were happy.
But fate had
other plans. The Fang family's factory went bankrupt in the first two years. When the family was wealthy, Fang Qiang was still young and unruly, failing to cultivate a good reputation in the area. After marrying Ruan Mengling, he became even more arrogant and domineering. While not exactly a local tyrant, he didn't do anything particularly virtuous either. Now, without financial backing, everyone turned against them. The once-prosperous Fang family quickly fell into ruin. Fang Qiang's elderly father, unable to bear the shock, fell ill and died a few days later, leaving behind countless debts and a mess.
Debt collectors blocked the Fang family's door demanding money; if they didn't get it, they would take everything. Within days, the Fang family was completely emptied.
The group of hooligans who had their eyes on Ruan Mengling also became more active, frequently harassing her.
One day, while she was using the makeshift toilet behind the house, she saw Ge Lao Er clinging to the wall, staring lewdly at her lower body with wide, bull-like eyes.
Ruan Mengling screamed in fright, not even bothering to pull up her pants, and ran back home, barely managing to grab them with her hands. Afraid of being laughed at, she didn't dare make a sound, hiding in the house and sobbing quietly.
Fang Qiang, unable to contain his anger, argued with Ge Lao Er, but he was no longer the young master of the Fang family; no one would give him face. Ge Lao Er called over workers from his factory, who pinned Fang Qiang to the ground and gave him a good beating. Someone even took the opportunity to break his leg.
Fang Qiang's leg was now lame, and he walked with a limp. The town's children chased after him, calling him "Fang the Cripple." He angrily chased them away, but soon the children would gather again and chase after him.
Circumstances forced Fang Qiang and his wife to silently endure it.
The frequent visits of creditors, Ge Lao Er's increasingly ruthless bullying, and the neighbors' cold words and pointing fingers...
finally became the last straw that broke the camel's back for this already crumbling family.
"Let's leave here." Ruan Mengling hesitated for a while before sobbing, "People in town are gossiping about us..."
Fang Qiang sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the misty rain outside the window. The experiences of the past two years had long since worn down his former ambition. He sighed and said, "Where can we go? We owe so much money to people and banks. What if they call the police..."
"Qiangzi, let's go to America!" Ruan Mengling leaned closer to Fang Qiang and grabbed his arm.
"Go to America? Is that even possible?"
"Why not? Quite a few people from town have gone there in recent years. I heard they're doing quite well. The eldest son of the Wang family, the youngest daughter of the Chen family, they both worked there for a few years and I heard they made a fortune."
"Everyone says America is full of gold, but we don't know if it's true."
"How will we know if we don't try? Can things get any worse than they are now?"
Fang Qiang fell silent. He took out a cigarette and lit it.
The cigarette butt flickered, its pale blue smoke carrying the acrid smell of cheap tobacco.
"I'm going to see Chen Laosan tomorrow."
In the hotel room, Chen Laosan was lounging on the sofa, sipping his drink and boasting to his nephew Chen Chunsheng about how perky the women he'd slept with had.
Chen Chunsheng, already in low spirits, was drinking alone with a chicken foot, and Chen Laosan's constant talk about women in bed only fueled his anger.
Aside from the student he'd hooked up with online before coming here, he hadn't tasted meat for almost two months.
Thanks to Chen Laosan's lavish lifestyle, the Chen family of five had long since obtained US green cards and planned to live a carefree life in that legendary paradise. But Chen Laosan intended to make one last big profit.
Upon learning this, Chen Chunsheng immediately pestered Chen Laosan to let him experience life. Chen Laosan, having no children of his own, doted on Chen Chunsheng as if he were his own son and naturally couldn't refuse.
But after only a few days, Chen Chunsheng regretted his decision. He stayed in the hotel room with Chen Laosan, spending his days eating and sleeping, occasionally meeting a few country bumpkins who, through introductions, dreamed of making money in America, where gold was everywhere.
Because it was their last trip, Chen Laosan was naturally particularly picky, which only prolonged the journey further. Chen Chunsheng felt that he had come all this way without seeing the world, but had instead spent two months like a monk.
So when he opened the door a crack and saw a man with a limp, looking like a beggar, he cursed angrily, "Damn it, you've come here to beg for money? Get the hell out of here!"
The lame man wasn't angry; he smiled and said, "I'm here to see Brother Chen San."
Chen Chunsheng was suspicious of his poor appearance. Just then, Chen Laosan asked, and he replied, "Uncle San, it's a lame man who said he's looking for you."
Chen Laosan got up upon hearing this, glanced at the door, and a flash of sarcasm crossed his face.
"Let him in."
Chen Chunsheng gave the cripple another once more. These past few days, all sorts of people had come to see his third uncle, but he'd never seen anyone so down on their luck, still wanting to go to America to strike it rich.
The door opened wide, and Chen Chunsheng then saw a woman standing behind the cripple.
The woman was dressed in faded old clothes, her dry, yellow hair neatly combed. She was thin and frail, but her pitifully beautiful appearance made one want to hold her close and cherish her.
Chen Chunsheng, relying on his third uncle's doting affection, was a spendthrift and a womanizer, having seen countless women. But today, upon seeing this woman, he couldn't take his eyes off her.
He didn't hear a word the cripple said to his third uncle; his eyes were fixed on the woman, burning
with desire. The woman naturally noticed Chen Chunsheng's eyes darting over her body as if he wanted to devour her. She sat timidly on the sofa, head down, staring at her shoes as if searching for something. The more
Chen Chunsheng looked at the woman, the more he adored her. He swallowed hard, a surge of heat rising in his groin, his penis hardening instantly. The tight jeans made him wince in pain, but he still couldn't bear to look away.
Meanwhile, Chen Laosan and the cripple were chatting quite congenially, finalizing the deal in just a few words.
As the cripple led the woman away, he kept thanking them.
"Damn it, that bastard doesn't even have ten thousand yuan on him, and he wants to go to America!" Chen Laosan muttered, taking a sip of his wine after seeing them off.
"Hehe, it's just a pity about that woman, how did she end up with that cripple?" Chen Chunsheng clinked glasses with his third uncle and said, "It makes my heart itch."
Chen Laosan cursed and kicked Chen Chunsheng in the butt: "That cripple Fang used to be a local tyrant, he ruined countless women, now he's down on his luck, otherwise, if you were staring at his woman like that, wouldn't he break your legs? Hehe... That woman has suffered a lot these past two years with that cripple Fang, that's why she looks so sickly. If she could take good care of herself for a while, tsk tsk..." "
But Third Uncle, he's so poor he's practically pawned his pants, where would he get the money to give us? We're heading straight to America after this trip, we don't have time to wait for them to pay us back slowly."
"Paying back isn't for you, kid."
"You mean..."
"Once we're on the ship, isn't it me who calls the shots?"
Coming out of the hotel, Fang Qiang's joy was palpable, saying that he hadn't wasted his time treating Chen Laosan to dinner and sauna. Now that he's down on his luck, Chen Laosan still remembers him. Hearing that he's going to America, not only has most of his expenses been reduced, but the rest can be repaid in installments over several years after he arrives. With
his trip to America settled, his spirits have lifted, as if he can see good days beckoning him, gold everywhere, just waiting for him to collect.
Ruan Mengling, following behind Fang Qiang, has a completely different feeling. The way that boy looked at her earlier was even more lewd than Ge Lao Er's, staring intently at her. In the room earlier, she didn't dare look up, afraid of meeting his murderous gaze.
Fang Qiang seems oblivious to all this; his entire focus is on dealing with Chen Laosan, and Ruan Mengling naturally doesn't tell Fang Qiang.
Each with their own thoughts, the two happily return home and secretly begin preparing for their trip to America.
The next morning, Fang Qiang pulled a small jade pendant wrapped in layers of red cloth from the bottom of a trunk. It was a family heirloom, and Fang Qiang decided to take it to the city to exchange it for some money. Just as he was about to leave, Ruan Mengling gave him a bracelet. No
sooner had Fang Qiang left, humming a tune, than Ruan Mengling followed. She went to visit her parents. The two elderly people had suffered greatly from poverty and were now bedridden, partially paralyzed, and cared for by her younger brother. Ruan Mengling didn't dare linger, nor did she dare reveal that she was leaving. She was afraid that if she stayed too long, she would become reluctant to leave, and she was also afraid that word would leak out and she wouldn't be able to leave.
After visiting her parents, Ruan Mengling returned home, carefully packed her things, and prepared breakfast early. But as noon approached and Fang Qiang still hadn't returned, she leaned against the bed and began to doze off.
Half-asleep, Ruan Mengling felt someone groping her. Thinking it was Fang Qiang returning, she shifted her body and turned over, saying, "Hmm~ Don't touch me, go eat."
After a pause, she started groping again, this time slowly undressing her.
"You're being naughty in broad daylight!"
Ruan Mengling couldn't fall back asleep. She opened her eyes wide, her gaze widening. The person on top of her, undressing her, was Ge Lao Er!
Ge Lao Er was crouching, kneeling on either side of her waist, his large hands already mostly undressing her, revealing her underwear.
She was about to scream when Ge Lao Er, seeing the danger, immediately covered her mouth with his dark hand. Ruan Mengling's scream was cut short by Ge Lao Er's large, dark hand. Ignoring Ruan Mengling's kicks and struggles, he used his other hand to rip up her bra, revealing a pair of firm breasts with alluring pink nipples.
Upon seeing this, Ge Lao Er swallowed hard, biting and sucking them wantonly.
Ruan Mengling stiffened, then struggled again, twisting her body and moaning incessantly.
Ge Lao Er, while trying to gag her and unbuckle his belt, also had to constantly guard against Ruan Mengling's scratches. He wished he had a third hand. Seeing her moaning, and noticing the bra swaying on her white breasts, an idea struck him. He grabbed the bra, pried open Ruan Mengling's mouth, and forcefully shoved it inside.
With his hands free, Ge Lao Er's movements quickened.
He straddled Ruan Mengling's waist, unbuckled his belt, and pushed down her underwear, revealing a monstrous, throbbing penis. He then reached for Ruan Mengling's legs.
Ruan Mengling, unwilling to give in to his wishes, struggled with all her might, even scratching a bloody mark on his face when he wasn't looking.
Taking advantage of Ge Lao Er's momentary lapse in attention, Ruan Mengling used all her strength to throw him off her. Before he could get up, she scrambled off the bed, knocking over the dining table beside the bed, scattering cups, plates, and bowls all over the floor.
She had only run a few steps when she tripped. In her haste to escape, she hadn't even had time to pull up her pants, which were bunched up at her ankles, causing her to fall.
Before Ruan Mengling could get up, Ge Lao Er had already caught up, grabbed her, and ripped open her underwear, penetrating her from behind.
His hot, thick penis, without any lubrication, plunged straight into Ruan Mengling's vagina. Ruan Mengling was immediately in excruciating pain, her eyes wide open, shaking her head violently, moaning and crawling forward, trying to shake off the relentless thrusting of the penis from behind.
Ge Lao Er had finally managed to have sex with the woman he had been longing for, and he wouldn't let her escape. He chased after her relentlessly, his penis never leaving Ruan Mengling's body, as if pushing her forward.
Ruan Mengling crawled to the door, and only then did she reach out and grab the doorknob, pulling it open a crack. Ge Lao Er then thrust hard from behind, slamming her against the door.
Like a donkey in heat, Ge Lao Er held Ruan Mengling's slender waist, his hips thrusting incessantly, slapping against her buttocks. The door was barely open in Ruan Mengling's hands before Ge Lao Er slammed it shut with a bang...
Fang Qiang found a jewelry store in the city, chatted with the owner for a long time, and after several rounds of haggling, finally settled on a price.
Clutching the money, Fang Qiang was walking back when he bumped into a creditor. Afraid the creditor would chase after him, he took a long detour to avoid him before finally turning back. Then, thinking he should use the money for the bus fare to buy his wife some food and necessities, he gritted his teeth and walked back. Little did he know that this delay would cause trouble.
By the time Fang Qiang was almost home, it was nearly dark. He bumped into someone coming from the opposite direction.
He looked up and saw it was Ge Lao Er. He was about to try and avoid him, but Ge Lao Er didn't even look up and disappeared in a moment.
Fang Qiang felt something was amiss. When he arrived home, he found the door open. He called out his wife's name and entered, only to find the house in complete disarray, with cups and plates smashed on the floor.
Ruan Mengling lay naked on the bed, her disheveled hair obscuring most of her face, her mouth stuffed shut, her body covered in wet stains and filth, her legs spread wide, and her crotch a mess.
Fang Qiang gritted his teeth. He rushed to the bedside, removed the bra from her mouth, and checked her condition.
Upon seeing Fang Qiang, Ruan Mengling burst into tears, her already wet face now streaked with tears again.
"Who did this?"
Fang Qiang's eyes widened, his gaze fierce.
"...Qiangzi... never mind... we can't afford to offend them..." Ruan Mengling always used this phrase to comfort Fang Qiang when the couple were bullied.
Fang Qiang seemed to realize something, and he jumped to his feet. "Was it Ge Lao Er?"
Seeing that Ruan Mengling remained silent, he became even more certain of his judgment, grabbed a kitchen knife from the kitchen, and rushed out.
Ruan Mengling stumbled off the bed and grabbed Fang Qiang's waist.
"...Qiangzi...listen to me...let's forget about it...we're about to...don't let this matter..."
Fang Qiang bent down to pry Ruan Mengling's hands off, but saw that several fingernails on one of her hands had fallen off, obviously caused by scratching during the struggle.
His anger flared, his blood boiled, and he shoved Ruan Mengling away.
Ruan Mengling cried out and fell onto the bed. Fang Qiang was afraid she would get hurt, so he turned around to look, only to see grayish-white semen flowing from her vagina, dripping onto the sheets.
Seeing Fang Qiang rush out with a knife, Ruan Mengling knew things were going to go wrong.
But she couldn't follow him in this state. By the time she put on her clothes and chased after him out the door, Fang Qiang had already disappeared.
That night, Fang Qiang stormed into Old Ge's house with a kitchen knife, hacking wildly. Old Ge's parents, wife, and children all died at his hands, except for Old Ge himself, who was sleeping in the factory that night and escaped.
The couple fled to the mountains overnight, hiding for two days before finally finding an opportunity to leave town.
They hid and concealed their tracks along the way, finally reaching the meeting point and boarding the ship as arranged by Chen Laosan.
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Ruan Mengling was awakened by the banging of a container.
The container was pitch black, and she could only tell that the sound was coming from not far away. The person banged intermittently, cursing incessantly; the voice sounded like a woman.
"That vixen is here again," Fang Qiang whispered in Ruan Mengling's ear, eliciting a silent laugh from her.
"Sly Fox" was the nickname Fang Qiang gave to the heavily made-up woman. When they boarded the ship, most women were without makeup and dressed simply in loose, fitted clothes, but she was the only one with heavy makeup and a gorgeous dress. The expensive watch on her wrist alone was something an average person couldn't afford even if they saved for ten years without eating or drinking.
"She must be the mistress of some rich, powerful official," Fang Qiang concluded, and Ruan Mengling believed him without a doubt.
The container they were in was one of many containers stacked on the cargo ship. Access was only possible by opening the container door a crack, squeezing sideways, and then inching their way through the gaps between the containers. But now, even that small crack was firmly locked.
They were like prisoners.
"I gave you so much money! And you just let me sleep in this iron box?" "Sly Fox" pounded her high heels against the container's metal walls, panting heavily. "Stop banging on the container
! Can't anyone else sleep?" A man angrily snatched the woman's high heels and cursed. The woman, pregnant and suffering from morning sickness and seasickness, had finally managed to fall asleep after a long ordeal, only to be woken up by the woman's banging on the container. "I want to bang, what the hell is it to you?" the woman retorted, covering her nose as if she couldn't stand the smell of the container, and then took off her other shoe and put it up. "Forget it, don't get angry with her. It's not worth it," the pregnant woman advised her husband, who was about to explode, whispering a few words in his ear. The man snorted, pulled the woman aside, and sat down next to Fang Qiang and his wife. Seeing that the woman was pregnant, Ruan Mengling took off her blanket and offered her hers. The woman refused, saying that a crew member, whom everyone called Old Zhang, had given her two blankets when she boarded the ship. But Ruan Mengling couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she had to accept it. Women naturally have a lot to talk about, and the two women chattered away, quickly becoming quite engrossed in their conversation. The woman's surname was Liu, and she was a year older than Ruan Mengling, so Ruan Mengling simply called her Sister Liu. The storm outside had stopped sometime earlier, and the cargo ship had ceased its rocking. The container door opened, letting in blinding sunlight through the crack. The stowaways couldn't help but squint. "You have one hour to get some fresh air! Don't suffocate!" Chen Laosan's voice came from outside. The stowaways erupted in cheers, scrambling to squeeze through the narrow crack into the cargo ship's deck, involuntarily inhaling the fresh air and feeling the damp sea breeze. The two brothers, exhausted, collapsed onto the deck as soon as they emerged from the container, panting heavily. "Oh my god, I'm so suffocating!" "Look at you, so pathetic." Da Zhuzi scolded, affectionately patting his younger brother's head, and pulled a delicate tin cigarette case from his pocket. "Brother, I knew you still had some stock. I've been without food for days, and you didn't even offer to help your little brother." The older brother deftly rolled a cigarette and tossed it to his brother, saying, "This tobacco was packed by Dad when it first came out. It's the taste of home; every time you smoke it, it'll be one less." Hearing his brother's words, Er Zhuzi's joyful expression dimmed. The two brothers lit their cigarettes and stared blankly into the distance, lost in thought. That's how people are. After staying in their hometown for a long time, they always yearn to wander the world and explore far and wide. But once they leave home, they often feel a deep longing and yearning for their hometown. Those who voluntarily leave are rarely exceptions. And those who flee their hometown for certain reasons, after the brief joy of escaping pressure, will they be overwhelmed by a strong sense of homesickness? "We're really out, oh—" Ruan Mengling shouted, jumping up and down with the joy of a child. Fang Qiang happily followed behind her, but his limp prevented him from walking fast. "Hey! You!" A black crew member, easily over 1.9 meters tall, appeared in front of Ruan Mengling, speaking in broken Chinese, "Don't run around!" Ruan Mengling was startled, staring blankly at the muscular man, who resembled a black iron tower. Fang Qiang quickly caught up, shielding Ruan Mengling behind him, and asked bravely, "What's wrong?" The burly man seemed very unhappy that Fang Qiang was blocking him. He casually shoved Fang Qiang, who stumbled and fell to the side. He stepped forward, stood in front of Ruan Mengling, and looked her up and down, saying, "Beautiful lady, please don't run around on the deck. The waves are very high here, and it could be dangerous." Ruan Mengling was so frightened that she dared not move. She felt that he was so tall that he seemed to block the bright sunlight and cover her with his shadow.

Just as Ruan Mengling was at a loss, an elderly, hunched-over crew member approached and said to the burly man, "Billy, they're still waiting for you to drink."
The burly man glanced at the elderly crew member, spat viciously on the ground, and turned away.
"Uncle, thank you for getting us out of this predicament,"
Fang Qiang said, thanking the old man as Ruan Mengling helped him to his feet.
"It's nothing to thank me for," the old man said, glancing at the two of them, his brows furrowing as if troubled by something. He then sighed deeply and walked away with faltering steps.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and they were back in that dark, damp, and foul-smelling container.
To Ruan Mengling's surprise, that vixen hadn't returned. While they were getting some fresh air on the deck, she seemed to have seen the woman arguing with the crew about going to see Chen Laosan.
The container's iron door closed again, revealing dozens of men and women crammed into the cramped space. There was no lighting, no entertainment; they could only pass the time by sleeping and chatting.
The familiar, neighboring stowaways tentatively chatted with those around them, their conversations ranging from wide-ranging and unreserved to serious and casual, some loud and boisterous, others whispering.
"Rich people are so great, they get special treatment even in America," Ruan Mengling said sourly, bringing up the fact that that slut hadn't returned.
"Having a little money, she just shows off," Sister Liu said dismissively, adjusting her pink maternity dress. "I've seen plenty like her. As for me, I save all my money for my son, so he can live comfortably in the future..."
After chatting for a while, Sister Liu got tired and fell asleep wrapped in a blanket.
Ruan Mengling could only squeeze into a corner with Fang Qiang, chatting quietly.
"When we get to America, we'll make lots and lots of money."
"Okay."
"We'll buy a really big house too."
"Okay, whatever you say."
"Then we'll have a whole bunch of kids."
"Okay."
Seeing Fang Qiang's distracted expression, Ruan Mengling said angrily, "Do you think I'm dirty? If I marry a capable man, that Ge Lao Er..."
She covered her mouth and started crying, and Fang Qiang could only keep trying to comfort her.
Just then, the container door opened again, and a crew member stood at the door and called out, "Ruan Mengling, where are you?"
Ruan Mengling was startled when she heard someone call her name, but Fang Qiang reacted first: "I'm here, what's up?"
The crew member didn't answer, pinched his nose and walked in, shining a blinding flashlight on Fang Qiang and Ruan Mengling.
"Your name is Ruan Mengling?"
Ruan Mengling shrank back, but still nodded instinctively.
The crew member grabbed Ruan Mengling's arm and pulled her up. "Let's go."
Fang Qiang stood up, leaning against the iron wall of the container. "Where are we going?"
"To take her to enjoy life." The crew member shoved Ruan Mengling out through the crack in the container door.
Fang Qiang was about to speak again when he
was suddenly slapped across the face. "Don't you dare push your luck."
Crew members who spent years at sea were mostly strong and tough. This slap made him see stars and his ears ring.
"Fuck your mother, what are you pretending for!"
Da Zhuzi and Er Zhuzi jumped up immediately when they saw Fang Qiang being hit.
Fang Qiang's last bit of courage was aroused, and with others helping him, he was even bolder. He grabbed the crew member by the collar and was about to fight.
The crew member was not going to take this lying down. He slapped Fang Qiang's hand away and kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. The two brothers cursed and were about to fight when the stowaways next to them held them tightly, repeatedly advising them not to be impulsive and cause trouble.
The two brothers struggled to break free but couldn't, so they cursed a couple of times to vent their frustration.
The crew member spat before turning and leaving, closing the container.
"Why are you holding me back? Are you even a man? Why aren't you brave enough to fight them?" Da Zhuzi yelled, shaking off Liu Jie's husband who was clinging to his waist.
"Fight them? What are we going to fight them with?" Liu Jie's husband gasped, "We're locked in this iron box, and we escaped here. They can kill whoever they want. If they kill you, you'll have nowhere to seek justice!"
Da Zhuzi paused, cursed, and punched the iron wall of the container hard.
Liu Jie tugged at her husband's sleeve, and he understood. The two moved to the corner of the container furthest from the door.
"Young man, don't do anything rash."
A middle-aged man helped Fang Qiang up and said, "They've been making a living by smuggling people to America for years. They never treat us like human beings, only like snakes or pigs."
"But my wife..."
"Everyone has to go through this. They'll be adrift at sea for more than three months. When they want women, they'll find stowaways to satisfy them. People from the village say it's an inevitable ordeal..."
Hearing this, Fang Qiang's heart sank.
Ruan Mengling was led back to the deck by the crew member. The sky after the storm was as clean as if it had been washed by water. A few clouds accompanied the setting sun, which had already sunk into the sea. The salty sea breeze invigorated Ruan Mengling.
She had just heard the sounds inside the container and knew that Fang Qiang must have argued with the crew member because of her. She was about to turn back to see what was going on when a crew member grabbed her as he approached. Ruan Mengling asked him a question, but the crew member didn't answer and just pulled her away silently.
As soon as they entered the cabin, Ruan Mengling saw Chen Laosan.
"Cat pee and dog pee, that's stinky. Take her to wash up!" Chen Laosan frowned.
The crew member responded and led Ruan Mengling to a small cabin for her to wash up.
Although there was only a small bucket of water and a stiff old towel in the cabin, Ruan Mengling, who was naturally clean, still carefully wiped her body clean.
After washing up, Ruan Mengling made Chen Chunsheng's eyes light up. Although she looked a little haggard because she hadn't been able to rest and eat properly for several days, her natural beauty still made Chen Chunsheng's mouth water.
As soon as the ship left the port, Chen Chunsheng anxiously asked his third uncle when he could call Ruan Mengling over.
His third uncle smacked him on the head and only said two words: "Wait!" He thought
that it would be fine once the ship reached international waters, but then a storm hit. Chen Chunsheng was tossed around so much that he was dizzy and almost vomited. He had just recovered when he ran to find his third uncle again.
So when Ruan Mengling, having finished washing up, was led to his cabin, he practically jumped off the boat.
"Sit down, sit down."
Although Chen Chunsheng had long been unable to suppress his desire to take Ruan Mengling right there and then, he still didn't dare to do what his third uncle had boasted about—pull down his pants and go for it.
In his third uncle's mouth, those women who dreamed of the American dream were worse than prostitutes; whenever he wanted, he would pick a woman he liked from the ship's swarm of women to serve him, and then throw her back afterward.
What his third uncle couldn't forget most were the female college students from the group he had taken out a few years ago. Every time his third uncle bragged about them to Chen Chunsheng, Chen Chunsheng would get so angry that his penis would be so hard it felt like it was going to burst through his pants.
So this time, he secretly made up his mind to fuck her to his heart's content.
But now that he was on the ship and saw Ruan Mengling, he chickened out.
Chen Chunsheng had always been a restless child, and spoiled by his third brother, Chen Laosan, he was even more unruly. He was a troublemaker, and there was nothing he wouldn't dare to do—drinking, gambling, whoring, and prostitution. Over the years, he'd slept with many women, from mature women to students, but he'd never encountered a woman like this.
The woman before him had just washed up; though her life was impoverished and she looked thinner, she possessed a pure, lotus-like beauty. Her eyes, her figure—the more he looked, the more he liked her.
As he gazed at her, the woman gave him an awkward smile. Though forced, the smile made Chen Chunsheng's heart pound.
He didn't know what had possessed him, so infatuated with this woman, and for a moment, he was at a loss for what to do.
Chen Chunsheng cursed himself for being useless. If this continued, wouldn't he be unable to control this woman? He'd have to think of a way to scare her so she would be devoted to him.
The boy in front of her, his face flushed red, chuckled foolishly and kept trying to woo her, but the tent in his pants had already revealed his intentions.
She sat down hesitantly, curling her body into a ball.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Chen Chunsheng naturally didn't bother with words either. He gritted his teeth and sat down next to her, placing his hand on her slender waist and pulling her soft, fragrant body into his arms.
Ruan Mengling was immediately startled.
She knew from the look in Chen Chunsheng's eyes at the hotel that day that this boy had feelings for her, but she was too eager to go to America to think much of it. She never expected it to come true today.
Ruan Mengling quickly struggled to get up, pushing Chen Chunsheng away while pleading softly.
Although Chen Chunsheng had been wanting it for a long time, he didn't want to force her, as that would take away a lot of the fun.
He chuckled, grabbed one of Ruan Mengling's breasts and kneaded it forcefully, whispering in her ear, "I know you two are so poor you're practically bankrupt. Let's be frank, if you take good care of me for the next three months, I'll waive your installments. Pretty good deal, right?"
Seeing Ruan Mengling's initial surprise, Chen Chunsheng's large hand slipped inside her clothes, rubbing against her smooth skin.
"...You...you really?" Ruan Mengling asked, mustering her courage.
"Of course," Chen Chunsheng replied without looking up, still caressing and kneading her body.
Ruan Mengling felt a chill run down her spine from his caresses and wanted to pull away immediately, but the offer he made was too tempting to refuse.
She couldn't escape this situation anyway; if she agreed now, she could get her installments waived. If she missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to ask for it again later. She was already impure; what difference would it make if she slept with him?
By waiving this expense, the couple could work fewer years in the US, allowing her to earn enough money quickly to bring her parents and younger brother over…
Women are sometimes like that; driven by emotion, they always think they can gain something by sacrificing themselves, often overlooking the most fundamental issues.
Ruan Mengling pondered for a while, then sighed deeply, as if making a decision.
Chen Chunsheng didn't say much, quickly stripping her naked, his large hands caressing her body for a long time before reluctantly removing them from her breasts.
Ruan Mengling lay down naked, her long, white legs spread apart, a dark-skinned young man intently observing her genitals.
She shyly closed her eyes, her heart pounding like a drum. Last time, losing her virginity to Ge Lao Er was forced, without any pleasure in bed. This time, willingly spreading her legs for someone's pleasure was a different experience.
Ruan Mengling felt the man between her legs, examining the two tender lips between her thighs. His hands pressed against her thighs, gently caressing them, yet she couldn't feel any contact between his body and her groin. Was he just looking for fun?
As Ruan Mengling wondered, she suddenly felt a warm breath on his vulva, hot and itchy.
She shivered, and her tightly closed bud twitched twice, dripping a few drops of nectar.
Chen Chunsheng found it amusing and blew on it a few times, then gently rubbed it with his hands.
But as soon as he touched her, Ruan Mengling let out a soft moan. Realizing her loss of composure, she hurriedly covered her flushed face with her hands in embarrassment.
Seeing her amused expression, Chen Chunsheng's playful nature grew stronger. He parted the two tender lips and gently moved his fingers inside her vulva.
Feeling the intrusion, Ruan Mengling instinctively tried to close her legs, but instead trapped Chen Chunsheng's head between them. Chen Chunsheng bit her thigh, startling her. She tried to pull away, but realized he was just teasing her and hadn't used force.
Chen Chunsheng laughed, "Such beautiful legs, how could I bear to bite them?"
After saying that, he thrust his hand into her a few times, then hurriedly unzipped his pants, revealing a stiff penis. He laughed, "Your cunt is so clean, many young girls can't compare... um... and... so tight..."
As he spoke, he was already on top of her, his thick penis already mostly inside Ruan Mengling's cunt.
Ruan Mengling didn't answer his teasing, but let out two soft moans, as if in response, but deliberately suppressed them, blocking the sound in her throat.
Chen Chunsheng wasn't annoyed. He found Ruan Mengling's shy and hesitant manner quite amusing. He embraced her long legs, kissing and cuddling her. After a few thrusts, he felt a surge of heat within her vagina, the tender flesh layered around her, wriggling gently like a living thing. He couldn't help but get aroused and began
to fuck her with wide, forceful strokes. Relying on his youth and the fact that he hadn't tasted flesh for over two months, and that his target was Ruan Mengling, whom he had coveted for so long, Chen Chunsheng naturally didn't hold back, using all his strength.
The bed creaked and groaned rhythmically, Ruan Mengling's cries gradually grew louder, and her vaginal fluids flowed abundantly.
Ruan Mengling felt as if she was being flattened by him when Chen Chunsheng lifted her up and pressed her against the cabin wall, entering her from behind, his muscular abdomen slapping against her plump buttocks with a resounding slap.
Ruan Mengling's body went limp, trembling uncontrollably. Chen Chunsheng, reaching his climax, thrust relentlessly into her, his arms around her buttocks. Suddenly, he felt a tightness in her vagina; his penis seemed to be firmly trapped, unable to move.
Ruan Mengling cried out seductively, her body tensing abruptly. She raised her hands high, gripping the cabin wall, her neck arched, like a proud white swan.
Awakening from the afterglow, Ruan Mengling vaguely felt that the hot thing was still inside her.
"I asked Third Uncle… that cripple Fang… a gambler, a womanizer… his body has long since failed…" Chen Chunsheng said, thrusting violently, his voice close to Ruan Mengling's ear, "But I'm different… um…"
Hearing him mention her husband, Ruan Mengling felt a pang of pain in her heart. She closed her eyes sadly, turning her head away, unwilling to look at him.
Chen Chunsheng, however, refused to grant her wish.
He turned her head so she was facing him, kissing her passionately, savoring her lips and tongue, and then, with the rhythm of his thrusts, repeatedly murmured, "Look at me... look who's fucking you..."
Ruan Mengling stayed in Chen Chunsheng's cabin for a day and a night, during which time the two spent all their time together except for meals.
Seeing Ruan Mengling leave with a face full of shame and indignation, Chen Chunsheng felt great.
He pondered what methods he could use to subdue Ruan Mengling, but after thinking it over, he couldn't come up with any good ideas, so he had to ask his third uncle for advice.
He went to Chen Laosan's cabin, only to see Chen Laosan grabbing a woman's hair and forcefully shoving his penis into her throat.
"Damn, Third Uncle, you're really vigorous for your age!"
The answer he received was a slipper thrown at him by Chen Laosan.
When Ruan Mengling returned to the container, Fang Qiang didn't ask anything. It wasn't that he didn't want to ask, but what difference would it make? The situation was too obvious.
Ruan Mengling sat down beside him silently and shoved the things she'd pulled from her clothes into her husband's hands.
Fang Qiang picked one up, examined it closely, and smelled it before realizing it was an apple.
The container was no longer as lively as it had been at first. The stowaways had lost their appetite for conversation, and a silent atmosphere filled the space.
Initially, when the crew came to take the women away, some people resisted, and others tried to break up the fight for fear of offending the crew. But as time went on, that enthusiasm dissipated. When the crew came to choose women again, apart from the women's families, almost no one would stand up for them.
The two brothers, Da Zhuzi and Er Zhuzi, smoked their cigarettes with grim faces. The strong smell of their tobacco made Liu Jie's husband cough, but he didn't dare complain. Ever since he stopped Da Zhuzi from fighting with the crew, the two brothers hadn't given him a kind look.
Fang Qiang pounded his head, breathing in the foul air from the container. Suddenly, he wondered if his decision to go to America was the right one.
He carefully groped in the darkness, finally touching his wife's arm. Her arm trembled uncontrollably, and he could faintly hear sobs.
Fang Qiang felt a pang of heartache, hating his own powerlessness—unable to help his wife at a time like this.
He pulled Ruan Mengling close and held her tightly in his arms, constantly comforting her. Until she cried out in surprise, "Qiangzi, you have a fever..."
Just then, the container door opened again, and a crew member, reeking of alcohol, staggered in carrying an empty bottle.
Before he could even stand properly inside, he stepped on the foot of a stowaway who hadn't managed to retract it, staggering a couple of steps before regaining his balance, cursing loudly in anger.
The crew member, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, scanned the crowd, then rushed to Ruan Mengling in two strides.
Fang Qiang's heart tightened. He was about to speak when he heard the crew member mutter, his tongue slurring, "Damn... this... won't do..."
The crew member took two more steps, went inside the container, squinted at it for a moment, and then yanked the blanket off Liu Jie's head, startling her into a scream.
"Oh ho, there's someone lurking here?"
"Brother... my wife is pregnant... you see..." Liu Jie's husband quickly stood up, took an envelope from his pocket, and handed it over.
The crew member took it, glanced at it in the light from the doorway, and his eyes lit up.
"Hehe, easy, easy."
Liu Jie's husband had just breathed a sigh of relief when the crew member said, "I've never... I've never fucked a pregnant woman before."
With that, he grabbed Liu Jie and dragged her out.
Liu Jie naturally resisted, but fearing for her unborn child, she dared not struggle and could only plead desperately.
Sister Liu's husband rushed forward, grabbed the crew member's wrist, and said, "Brother, let her go, I promise we'll get there..."
Before he could finish speaking, the crew member smashed a bottle over his head, shattering the glass into pieces, leaving only half in the crew member's hand.
Sister Liu screamed and tried to look at her husband, but the crew member grabbed her hair, and she couldn't break free.
Sister Liu's husband scrambled to his feet, ignoring the blood dripping from his face, and grabbed Ruan Mengling, who was sitting to the side.
"Brother, let my wife go, what's so fun about a pregnant woman? Look at this one, how pretty..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Qiang kicked him to the ground, and Ruan Mengling was shielded behind him.
"You fucking bastard, trying to use my wife as a scapegoat, believe me or not, I'll kill you!"
Da Zhuzi snorted, blocking Er Zhuzi, who was about to get up.
"Brother?"
"Those two? They're cunning as devils, they deserve it."
Sister Liu was dragged out of the container. Her husband wailed and cried, but no one came to comfort him. There was even a small empty space around him, with no one approaching.
On the deck, Sister Liu was dragged along by the crew, her bloated body struggling forward as she pleaded desperately.
The crew member didn't care at all, and even joked with the people next to him: "You've all fucked... pregnant women, right? I'll... teach you a lesson today..."
"Feng Ergou! You bastard, let her go!"
With an angry shout, the hunchbacked old crew member kicked the drunk crew member in the buttocks, sending him sprawling face-first.
"It's an unwritten rule on the ship: human smugglers and piglets don't count as people. I don't care if you find women, but that one's pregnant! Aren't you shameless?" The old crew member pointed at his nose and cursed, "Your wife is pregnant too, don't you have any conscience for your son?"
"Old Zhang! Stop messing with me, I don't know what kind of person you are!" Feng Ergou shoved Liu Jie aside and cursed, "You've been running this line with Wang Yannian since you were sixteen, for decades. How many women have you slept with, how many heinous things have you done? Now you're old and can't work anymore? You have the nerve to lecture me? You think you're worthy?"
"I've done plenty of heinous things!" Old Zhang's voice lowered, "So God made me childless! I accept it, it's fate! It's retribution! You want to end up like me?"
"Damn it!"
Feng Ergou cursed, smashing the half-empty bottle he was holding on the deck before heading into the cabin without looking back.
The remaining crew members, not wanting to provoke Old Zhang, scattered like birds.
For several days, no one bothered Ruan Mengling again. It seemed Chen Laosan had spoken to the crew, and when they came in to choose women, they didn't pick her.
No one touched Sister Liu either; perhaps Old Zhang's words had worked.
On the fourth day, Ruan Mengling was once again led away from the container. Faced with his wife's departure, Fang Qiang remained silent, his teeth grinding, his fists clenched so tightly his nails dug into his flesh. After that, every few
days, Ruan Mengling was taken to see Chen Chunsheng, each time staying at least one night.
During this time, people in the container began to develop fevers, covered in red spots, with rapid breathing and cold hands and feet. The Da Zhu brothers, Fang Qiang, and Sister Liu's husband were all affected. The most seriously ill, Sister Liu's husband, even showed symptoms of dehydration and delirium.
Ruan Mengling was extremely worried. Although Fang Qiang wasn't the most severely ill, he had started having a fever several days earlier, and his breathing was labored and labored.
Taking advantage of a meeting with Chen Chunsheng, Ruan Mengling told him that Fang Qiang was sick and hoped the ship's doctor would treat her.
Only then did Chen Laosan realize that several of the stowaways on the ship had contracted sepsis.
Soon, Chen Laosan announced that the stowaways suffering from sepsis would be isolated, ostensibly for easier treatment.
The Dazhu brothers helped each other out of the container, but Sister Liu's husband lay on the ground, barely breathing.
"It seems he's not going to make it," a crew member said.
"Throw him into the sea," Chen Laosan pronounced his fate.
Sister Liu crawled over, clumsily grabbing Chen Laosan's legs, pleading repeatedly for them to save her husband. Her cries were heartbreakingly tragic.
The stowaways' eyes reddened, and several women even secretly wiped away tears.
Old Chen kicked Sister Liu aside: "Aren't you going to drag them away?"
Sister Liu cried her heart out, almost causing a miscarriage.
Seeing the fate of Sister Liu's man, Ruan Mengling couldn't help but worry about Fang Qiang, who was also ill. For Fang Qiang's sake, she had no choice but to intensify her efforts to please Chen Chunsheng. Thus, she became even more cooperative and seductive in bed.
Chen Chunsheng naturally enjoyed this change in her, using all his skills to exhaust her until her body was weak and sore. After several rounds, she begged for mercy, unable to even return to the container, and had to sleep in his cabin before he would stop.
More than a month of sexual activity nourished Ruan Mengling's spirit and made her increasingly addicted to this physical pleasure. Just seeing Chen Chunsheng would involuntarily remind her of his strong physique and powerful thrusts, and her crotch would become wet.
Ruan Mengling's diligent service to Chen Chunsheng earned her the right to visit Fang Qiang.
Every time she saw Fang Qiang, she was overwhelmed by a burning sense of shame. She kept telling herself that everything she did was for their future, but the burning feeling only intensified.
Despite the doctor's "care," Fang Qiang's condition continued to deteriorate, and he grew weaker and weaker. Every time Ruan Mengling visited him, she left in tears.
One evening, Ruan Mengling went to Chen Chunsheng's cabin. She thought she was about to experience the torturous sex she had endured again, but Chen Chunsheng took her to another cabin, saying he was showing her something exciting.
As soon as she entered the cabin, Ruan Mengling froze. Inside, a black crew member, as tall as a tower, sat imposingly, and a woman was kneeling between his legs, submissively licking his unusually thick and long penis.
Ruan Mengling recognized the black man and was trying to remember where she had seen him before when he spoke in broken Chinese, "Beautiful lady, hello, I'm Billy. I hope your husband isn't angry about my rudeness the other day."
Ruan Mengling immediately remembered the burly black man she had bumped into the first time she stepped onto the deck.
Billy patted the woman's head and said, "My little bitch, say hello to my guest."
The woman turned her head blankly, stiffened when she saw Ruan Mengling, but still let out a bark, then fled back between Billy's legs, burying her face in his messy pubic hair.
"You continue with your work, I just came to watch the fun," Chen Chunsheng said, pulling Ruan Mengling to sit on the sofa beside him, gently rubbing her long legs in his arms.
Sitting in Chen Chunsheng's lap, Ruan Mengling's mind was entirely on Billy's crotch. She cautiously peered down Billy's crotch, trying to get a clear look at the woman's face again. She had only caught a fleeting glimpse earlier, but the woman was clearly the same sly fox she hadn't seen in over a month.
"Damn it, you women just like big ones," Chen Chunsheng slapped Ruan Mengling's buttocks, cursing, "I'm fucking you, why the hell are you looking at other people's dicks?"
Hearing Chen Chunsheng's curses, Ruan Mengling knew something was wrong.
Sure enough, Chen Chunsheng yanked her aside, pulled down his pants, revealing a thick penis, and pulled Ruan Mengling's head close, saying, "Lick it for me."
Ruan Mengling was particularly clean; even after being married to Fang Qiang for years, she had never given him oral sex. Seeing only a grotesque penis so close, emitting a strong odor, she felt waves of nausea.
Seeing her troubled expression, Chen Chunsheng didn't care about anything else. He pried open her mouth and pressed it against his crotch, shoving his penis into her mouth, thrusting it in and out.
"You really think you're something special?" Chen Chunsheng gasped and cursed.
"Oh, Chunsheng, you're still so rude. Violence is wrong," Billy mocked.
"Fuck you," Chen Chunsheng cursed.
Billy just shrugged.
Chen Chunsheng pulled Ruan Mengling up. A strand of sticky fluid clung to Ruan Mengling's lips, her small mouth open, panting heavily, her face flushed red, her pretty face filled with terror, her eyes brimming with tears.
Chen Chunsheng pulled Ruan Mengling close and gently wiped her mouth with the corner of her clothes, saying, "Do you know what this woman does?"
Seeing Ruan Mengling shake her head, he continued, "This woman is a mistress. Anyway, that guy is some kind of powerful official."
"I heard from my third uncle that the official got into some trouble and was placed under investigation. This woman pulled off a get-out-of-jail-free scheme, running away with the official's money."
"But that official has connections. He was released in a few days. When he found out about this woman, he immediately contacted my third uncle to intercept her." As Chen Chunsheng said this, he suddenly turned his head and said to Billy, "Billy, show us what you've got."
Billy grabbed the slut, spread her thighs apart with both hands, and without warning, his thick, long, giant penis forcefully thrust into the slut's vagina.
The vixen cried out, her body twisting and trembling uncontrollably, the veins in her neck bulging, but she was held firmly by Billy's penis, which continued to thrust in and out, causing her body to heave.
The vixen's pleas for mercy and cries mingled with the sounds of their thrusting, filling the entire cabin.
Ruan Mengling shrank back in fear, trembling uncontrollably.
"That official wants to make her suffer again and then throw her back, so Uncle Three had Billy deal with her. You saw how powerful Billy's penis is, that thing can practically tear your cunt apart." Chen Chunsheng inserted his fingers into Ruan Mengling's mouth, playing with her soft tongue: "So, you have to make the right decisions. Uncle Three always says, it's very important to follow the right person... You have to understand who holds your life and death in their hands..."
"Is it me or that cripple?" Chen Chunsheng forced Ruan Mengling to raise her head, meeting her eyes: "What can he give you? Can he guarantee you a life of comfort or protect you from being bullied?"
"Even if you go to America," Chen Chunsheng pointed at Billy, who flashed a pair of white teeth and fucked even harder, "that's their territory. Fang the Cripple can't even guarantee you won't be raped by a homeless man..."
Two lines of clear tears welled up in Ruan Mengling's eyes. She shook her head forcefully, but Chen Chunsheng held her firmly in his hand, forcing her to close her eyes and avoid looking at Chen Chunsheng's aggressive gaze, yet she couldn't escape his hypnotic words.
"I've been fucking his wife for so long, and he doesn't even dare to fight me."
"He's just a cripple. You won't have a future with him. He's dying now, and even if he gets better, he'll be paralyzed. In America, you'll only starve to death together, or you can go prostitute yourself to support him?"
That time, Ruan Mengling stayed in Chen Chunsheng's cabin for two whole days, and the first thing she did afterward was to visit the seriously ill Fang Qiang, bringing with her many precious fruits.
Of course, Fang Qiang was unaware of what his wife had gone through. He only knew that when she visited him this time, she held him and cried for a long time.
After that, Ruan Mengling's visits became increasingly infrequent, and her stays shorter and shorter. Eventually, she would simply drop off her things and leave…
His health wasn't as good or resilient as Da Zhuzi's or Er Zhuzi's, and his illness worsened day by day.
Finally, Ruan Mengling didn't visit him for half a month.
He was already too ill to see or hear, spending most of his time in a coma.
One night, several crew members dragged him onto the deck and threw him overboard.
He tumbled a few times in the air, his hunched body straightening out as if he were flying, plunging into the sea and splashing a few waves.
He didn't struggle, or rather, he no longer had the strength to struggle. He sank straight to the bottom of the sea, the ocean mercilessly swallowing him, just as the darkness of night swallowed his attachment to this world.
"It should have been thrown away a long time ago." Chen Laosan, a cigarette dangling from his lips, glanced at the container that held the head transplant patients with sepsis. Only the Dazhu and Erzhu brothers and a few others in better physical condition were still holding on; most of the rest were beyond saving.
He waved irritably at the crew.
Ruan Mengling sat nervously on the edge of the bed. Although she had made the decision, unease and regret still clung to her. Her hands were clenched tightly together, her fingertips turning white.
Seeing Chen Chunsheng enter the cabin, she almost jumped up, walked up to him, but couldn't utter a single word.
"It's over."
She slumped onto the bed as if all her bones had been removed, her eyes devoid of any life. But as Chen Chunsheng approached to check, she suddenly jumped up, pounced on him, and forcefully tore at their clothes.
The two fleshy creatures quickly intertwined, and she forcefully shoved his penis into her mouth, the force making him wonder if she intended to devour it.
The vigorous licking, accompanied by the slurping sounds of sucking, caused her saliva to drip incessantly from her chin, yet she remained oblivious, as focused as a traveler who had wandered through the desert for days and finally received a precious drink.
He pushed her down onto the bed, and she eagerly spread her legs, awaiting his entry.
The moment his penis entered, both of them cried out in pleasure. There was no foreplay, no testing; it was an immediate climax. The rapid thrusting and intense stimulation were what both of them needed.
She moaned loudly, and he buried his head in his work.
On the night of the 107th day, the cargo ship docked at a small port in Mexico under the cover of darkness. Although it was only a wall away from the United States, this very wall blocked countless illegal immigrants yearning for America.
And that vixen was taken away as soon as the Mexican ship docked. The two men who came to pick her up didn't even care about her naked body and slightly protruding belly; they simply stuffed her into the trunk of a car.
Led by their guide, dozens of illegal immigrants discarded their luggage and set off lightly, preparing to cross the US-Mexico border on foot.
Throughout the run, no one spoke; people frequently fell behind. The blinding lights of the desert vehicles of border patrol officers approaching from afar made it difficult for them to open their eyes.
But they had no choice but to run; falling behind meant deportation and returning to the life they were fleeing.
She had already lost so much, given up so much; she could never go back. Just thinking about her past filled her with deep fear.
Ruan Mengling screamed as she ran, shoving aside the woman blocking her path.
The woman, dressed in a pink maternity dress, stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching her round belly and letting out a piercing scream.
Ruan Mengling dared not turn around, only hearing the woman's desperate cries: "My child!!"
After crossing the border, their guide led them to a small suburban farm and settled them in a basement.
Director Xiang's face was grim. During this border crossing, the news had leaked, and over a dozen stray migrants had been caught.
However, Chen Laosan wasn't too concerned. After all, he'd retire after this deal. The discovery of the smuggling route and the resulting credibility issues from failed attempts were problems he'd have to worry about for future smuggling operations in this area. As for the smuggling fees, since this was the last trip, he'd already collected the money when the migrants boarded the boat. After this trip, the boat would be sold to someone else, and the rest would be extra income…
He picked up his phone and started calling the migrants' relatives in America, asking them to bring ransom.
A distant cousin of Dazhu and Erzhu also brought money to ransom them, but he was short of cash and could only afford one person. The other would have to work as a laborer in the mine to repay the debt.
The two brothers were completely surprised that their cousin, rumored to be a big boss in America, looked so poor; his clothes were even worse than what they wore at home.
As for who would go and who would go to the mine, Chen Laosan told the brothers to discuss it themselves.
Ruan Mengling only knew that the two brothers had a fierce argument, which quickly escalated into a fight.
She didn't know who left in the end; she only heard that the one who stayed had his arm broken.
And all of this had nothing to do with Ruan Mengling.
At least, that's what she thought.
Until one day, she accidentally overheard Chen Laosan loudly reprimanding Chen Chunsheng.
In the rush, she couldn't hear much, only that Chen Laosan wanted to sell her to the local gang, and Chen Chunsheng disagreed.
She quickly ran back to Chen Chunsheng's room, pretending not to hear anything, and waited until it was late at night and everyone on the farm was asleep before she secretly slipped out. She
hadn't run far when she heard footsteps and shouts behind her.
She ran with all her might until a police car with flashing lights stopped in front of her.
Two white police officers got out of the car and loudly questioned her, but she couldn't understand a word.
Ruan
Jianguo trudged along the muddy path after the rain. His parents' health was deteriorating, and he worked far away in the city. After work, he had to travel more than ten miles back to town to take care of them.
He often thought, "If only my sister and brother-in-law were still here."
He'd heard from Xue Laoliu that his sister and brother-in-law had gotten in touch with Chen Laosan and gone to America, where they made a fortune and stayed, never to return. Chen Laosan had also come to live with them, which was why he'd given Ruan Jianguo his business.
Ruan Jianguo was skeptical. His sister was so filial; if she'd really made a fortune, why wouldn't she come back to see their parents?
But people change. Like Yanzi, who had been with him for three years, always saying, "I don't care about your family's wealth, I only care about your sincerity," but in the end, she still ran off with an old man from another town.
Before he even reached his doorstep, Ruan Jianguo saw the second daughter of Old Zhao next door carrying luggage, surrounded by her family, walking out.
"What happened? Did Second Sister get into a university in the provincial capital?"
The second daughter was about to answer when her parents stopped her.
"Nothing, nothing," Zhao's parents mumbled.
"My sister's going abroad! I heard that place is full of gold!" the youngest daughter of the Zhao family answered crisply.
"Oh? If she gets rich, don't forget your brother Ruan. I gave you plenty of candy when you were little."
Zhao's parents glared at their youngest daughter and quickly pulled their second daughter away.
Ruan Jianguo pushed open the door and suddenly heard a long, drawn-out ship horn in the distance. He looked in that direction and seemed to see a ship laden with hope slowly sailing out of the harbor, heading towards the other side of the ocean in the dark night…

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