My Days in the Underworld

My Days in the Underworld
(Part 1) Entering the Gang

I'm 22 years old, a college student studying oil painting. Getting into university was a complete surprise to everyone. My father is the owner of a furniture factory. He used to be involved in the underworld, but later cleaned up his act and became quite famous in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. He has a violent temper, and I was beaten a lot by him growing up; I was raised on his beatings.

Because my father had too many women, my mother divorced him. I was only 10 years old when they divorced, and I lived with my father. My grades were terrible in elementary school, and I often got into fights. This was even worse in middle school; the teachers didn't dare to discipline me because of my father's connections. Later, I went to a vocational high school. To change my bad temper, I studied art—it's all about self-cultivation, you know. My family looked down on me, saying I'd be a piece of trash in the future. Damn it! They don't even look at themselves; they're all involved in the underground business, yet they talk about me like that.

The year I got into university, my father married a woman, and she brought a child with her. She was nice to me at first, but later she probably thought she was the boss of the family and dared to bully me. I was furious! Did she think I was some pushover? I used my strength to teach her and her son a lesson, stabbing them a few times, and then ran back to my grandma's house.

Unexpectedly, my dad came to my grandma's house and beat me up because of a woman! Damn it! He always said he'd stop beating me when I could beat him. That day, I acted like a madman, proving to my dad that I'd grown up, and from then on, they never bullied me again .

I lived with my mom, went to and from school every day, and made some good friends at school. I thought that being exposed to art would improve my temper.

Two years passed by in a daze, neither good nor bad. A small incident changed my life.

One summer afternoon, I was walking home from school with my friends as usual. The six of us walked to the school gate, chatting and laughing, when we saw several men grabbing a girl. "Bitch, who do you think you are, daring to lie to me? Damn it! Looking for death?" Soon a large crowd gathered, and the usually arrogant school police were nowhere to be seen. Oh, a fight, haha, a good sport.

But it's none of my business, so it's best to leave. I grabbed my brother, "Come on, there's nothing to see, just a few men bullying a little girl." I thought my voice was damn quiet, but they still heard me.

"Damn it, fatso. What did you say? Say it again if you dare!" Damn it! They heard me, this is bad.

"B-Big Brother, I...I didn't say anything, I'm leaving now, sorry Big Brother, I was ignorant." I turned to run.

Those thugs really thought they were gangsters. "Damn it, fatso, come here, you coward!" One of the skinny guys tried to hit me. Damn it! Looks like there's no escaping it. I'd better fight, or I won't be able to stay in school.

My friend was watching me; I knew he was waiting for me to make the first move. Damn it, didn't he even ask who my father was? I rushed forward before him and kicked him in the groin. My fighting experience tells me to fight like a madman, and you have to hit vitals, otherwise it's useless. With just one kick, the poor guy was lying on the ground. Seeing that the cowardly guy dared to hit their person, the others abandoned the girl and charged at me. "Damn it, you're asking for it, kill him!"

My brothers weren't exactly saints either; they immediately rushed in, and we started punching and kicking. As the fight went on, I realized one of my brothers was missing. Damn it! Looks like he ran away; what a disloyal guy! Never mind him, I'll fight to the death. I have one bad habit: seeing blood makes me incredibly excited and reckless. As the fight went on, I felt my strength waning; it seemed like I was done for today. What happened next? Holy crap! My brother who ran away brought over 50 men this way. Who cares if they can even fight? Just intimidating them is enough.

I've always believed Chairman Mao was right, 'Many hands make light work,' so 50 men against 6 or 7 is child's play. Seeing them lying on the ground, covered in wounds, was fucking hilarious.

Then one of the leaders, lying on the ground, said, "Brother, I admit defeat today. If you let my brothers go home, you can do whatever you want with them, okay? Or you can give me money; my brothers can go back and get it, I'll hold them here."

Looking at him covered in blood, he seemed very loyal. I like this kind of guy. "Brother's a good friend! Baldy, call a taxi, take them to the hospital."

My brother, Baldy, went outside and called two taxis. We lifted them into the cars. "Driver, Yanbian Hospital." I casually gave each driver five yuan.

"Let's go, brothers, let's have some fun. Thanks everyone, call me if you need anything." I said to everyone with a nonchalant air.

"Damn, what's with the formalities?"

"We're all in the same department, who doesn't need anyone else's help?" The group chattered sparsely.

Only after we dispersed did I see the campus police and the 110 officers—a bunch of useless idiots.

Two weeks later, I went to lunch with my friends as usual. As soon as I reached the school gate, I saw a Mercedes 320S parked there (you might think I'm bragging, but my hometown is notorious for smuggling; there are plenty of nice cars, and they're cheap). I thought to myself, "Some rich guy is here to find girls again. The music and dance departments at art schools often go out and work as prostitutes."

When we got to the car, the door opened, and a familiar-looking person came up to us. "Friend, do you remember me?"

Holy crap! Who is this? We froze. "Are you talking to me?" I asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's you, Fatty," the person said confidently.

"You…you are…oh, I remember now, just discharged from the hospital?" I suddenly realized. My friends and I thought he was here for revenge, and we were very nervous.

"Hehe, brother, I'm discharged from the hospital. Don't be afraid. I'm here to treat you to dinner," the man said with a smile.

I looked at my friends. A smiling tiger is the scariest. Not going would make me look cowardly, but going would be dangerous. I hesitated. "Baldy, I'm going to 'Hongyun' with him. You wait for me at the internet cafe. If I'm not back by 12:30, you come find me, understand?" I deliberately emphasized "come find me," meaning if I wasn't back by 12:30, you should find someone to rescue me.

He, my best friend "Big Guy," and I rode in his car to the restaurant I specified. We ordered some snacks and started chatting while eating. Young people get to know each other quickly. It turned out he was one of "Tiger King's" underlings, named Wang Kai. That woman had tricked them that day. I also told him I was XX's son, the brother next to me had a father who was the head of the state design bureau, and the brother waiting for my news was the son of the prison warden. One reason was to put pressure on him and tell him I wasn't someone to mess with, and the other was to remind him that I had brothers waiting for me.

Those gangsters are quick-witted; after flattering us for ages, they even claimed to know our fathers. "Brother, if you hadn't cursed me that day, I wouldn't have bothered with that," I said, trying to sound mature and intimidate him. Around midnight, when we were about to leave, he knew what I meant and offered to drive us. Damn! I'm not stupid. Want to know where we are, how many people we have? No way. So we declined his offer and took a taxi.

About two weeks later, I bought a Tibetan knife on the street and had it branded. It wasn't long, perfect for hiding inside my clothes for self-defense (men all like playing with knives, right?). A few of my gangster friends invited me to a disco to pick up girls. Since it wasn't my money, I went. When bad luck strikes, even drinking cold water can cause problems. I ran into that bitch again. I ignored her and did my own thing. A little while later, I heard her yell, "Don't touch me! Are you looking for death? What are you doing?!" Then came the sounds of fighting and cursing. It had nothing to do with me; I decided to leave.

I hadn't taken more than a few steps when she saw me. "Honey, help me! He molested me!" Holy crap, was she calling me? No girl has ever called me "honey" before.

"Hao Liu, do you know that woman?" my friend asked.

"I don't know her," I replied, looking down.

"Why does she seem to be calling you?" my damn brother kept asking.

Even worse, that damn woman ran up to me and grabbed me, "Honey, they're bullying me!"

The men walked up to me, "Damn it, you're her husband? You look like a disgusting pig." They laughed and insulted me.

I steeled myself, turned around and slapped them, then pulled out the hidden knife from my pocket and charged. My friends were loyal and fought alongside me. We could handle a few drunk guys; we took them down quickly. I even tried to play the hero, "Honey, are you alright?" I turned around, and damn it! That woman was gone! I was furious! She dared to play me! Just wait until I catch her!

The disco security guards saw us causing trouble and swarmed over, attacking both sides without asking why. Sigh, we're no match for professional thugs. I told my friends to retreat, and I fought my way back with the knife. Watching my friends run away like rabbits, I started to regret not losing weight. I… I couldn't run anymore.

More than a dozen burly men surrounded me. Begging for mercy seemed pointless; I had to fight. Kill one to break even, kill two to make a profit. I charged at them like a mad dog, brandishing my knife. Suddenly, I couldn't see anything because my glasses were gone. Oh my god! I was done for. Something hit me hard on the head, and I began to lose consciousness.

When I woke up, I opened my eyes. 'Is this hell? No, it's more like heaven. Everything is white. Oh no, this…this is a hospital! Haha, I'm still alive! That's great!' I saw a large chest in front of me. I wanted to grab it to see if I was still alive, but I couldn't move.

"He's awake! Doctor, he's awake!" A voice as beautiful as a nightingale's murmur rang out. Soon I saw people all around my bed—my dad, my mom, and many relatives. I wanted to cry. So many people cared about me so much. I…I was so touched.

Over the next few days, I slowly recovered. My dad started scolding me, "You little brat, trying to use a knife like that! Look, you're almost dead!" My mom was also yelling at me. Sigh, life!

One day, I was lying in my hospital bed when a white-haired man in his fifties came to my bedside and patted my head. What a kind person! I felt like I'd seen him somewhere before. "You...you are..." "

Child, I know your dad. It was one of my men who hit you. I'm so ashamed." Oh, so it was their boss. No way, he seems to be a famous businessman. I've seen him on TV.

I spent the next few days in the hospital. After half a month, I was able to get out of bed and started taking walks in the hospital. However, I noticed that there were guards around me and outside my room. They must be the old man's men. When I was almost fully recovered, my dad left me some money and went to Russia to do business. My mom met a Taiwanese man during this time and was going to Taiwan with him.

I spent more than a month in the hospital before finally being discharged. That day, neither my mom nor dad were in China, so it was that old man who picked me up. We celebrated my discharge from the hospital with dinner in a private room at the Daewoo Hotel. "Child, your dad entrusted you to me before he passed away. As your uncle, I'll take good care of you." What touching words!

There weren't many people at the table, only about a dozen. After introductions, I learned they were all his men. It seemed no one was looking after me anymore, so I had no choice but to join them. That day became the day I joined the 'Tangren Society'.

He treated me like family. Perhaps because I'd watched too many Hong Kong movies like "Young and Dangerous," I'd also come to like the plot. Today… I was finally one of them! I was so happy! That evening, he took me to the disco where we'd fought last time. Hearing it was his territory made me feel much more at ease.

In a private room, I sat with him and several familiar faces. He began to introduce me: "This is my newly adopted godson, Hao Wu's son. Please take good care of him from now on." Then he introduced the people present: "I am the eldest, Yang Longjun. You can call me godfather. He is..."

It turned out that the fatter man than me was the second eldest, Wang Hu, the head of the border defense, everyone called him "General"; the gloomy man was of Korean ethnicity, named Jin Guangzhen, the head of the state public security bureau; the very refined-looking man was the fourth eldest, Zhang Deshui, the secretary of the state; and finally, the very burly man was Li Yunhu, nicknamed "Changbai Tiger King," the big boss of the underworld in our area.

I stood up and toasted everyone. "Uncles and sirs, my dad entrusted me to you all, so please treat me like your own child. If I do anything wrong, please teach me a lesson. Everyone I know calls me 'Hao Liu,' so if you gentlemen think highly of me, please call me that too."

After hearing about my story, several people said, "A hero emerges from among the young, willing to go to great lengths for his friends, so loyal!" Actually, it wasn't that I was loyal, but rather that I was slow, but I couldn't tell the truth. "You gentlemen are too kind; I still have a lot to learn from you gentlemen." Anyone can say nice things, and besides, flattery and playing the fool are my specialties. That's how I officially joined the "Tangren Club." "

Son, you can live in the Seaside Community, it's your own place. What kind of car do you like? Dad will get you one. By the way, can you drive?"

I thought the eldest brother was drunk and joking, so I joked back, "Thank you, godfather. I... I like a Mercedes 500, the black one is very beautiful, but I can't drive, haha!" After we got a little tipsy, I don't even know what happened anymore.

It was already dawn. I got up and looked at the time—oh my god, it was past 8 o'clock! I was late. I hurriedly dressed and ran outside. Wait, where am I? This isn't my house. A moment later, a man who looked like a bodyguard came up to me. "Boss, where are we going? Is the car ready?"

What boss? Are you kidding me? Never mind him, I need to get to school first. "Oh… to art school." So I followed him out of the house to a black Mercedes 500. He opened the door and invited me in; it seemed he was my driver.

We chatted as we drove to school. It turned out he was one of the "Old Five 'White Tiger King's' men, a former bodyguard abroad. The Mercedes behind us belonged to another group of bodyguards, all retired border guards."

And so, without my parents' supervision, I wandered between school and home every day, searching for the bitch who had cheated on me. One day after school, I saw her. She was walking and laughing with several girls. My chance had come; I was going to get my revenge.

I had someone drive and follow them slowly. When they went to my boss's disco again, we followed them in. When she was alone, several bodyguards grabbed her and took her to a small hotel.

I stripped her naked, taped her mouth shut, and tied her hands to the headboard. She kicked me hard, and I slapped her several times. "Bitch, didn't you say I was your husband? What, you're so uncooperative when you're having sex with your husband? If you don't behave, I'll kill you, you hear me!" She

looked at me with tears streaming down her face, her violent struggles ceasing. I took off my clothes, revealing my small penis, grabbed her thigh, and thrust it inside. So dry! Not slippery at all like in porn novels. I felt more pain and discomfort than she did. But for revenge, pain is pain.

Maybe it was because it was my first time, but I couldn't hold back until her vagina was barely wet. My semen sprayed inside her vagina and onto her thighs. Damn! I couldn't give up! I slapped her buttocks hard while biting and scratching her breasts. Damn it, she's over 20 and not a virgin, how come her breasts are so small? My bust size is 95, hers is at most 83.

I bit and bit, oh, my cock got hard again. I slapped her buttocks until they were bright red, and tears streamed down her face. Then I started slapping her pussy. It seemed she was very sensitive there; I could feel her body trembling, and she was very wet. I smeared the fluid from her pussy on her face and nose, and started fucking her hard again. Because she was tied up, I couldn't hear her moans, only humming sounds coming from her nose.

"I...I can't take it anymore." Just as I finished speaking, my penis ejaculated inside her vagina. Like a child, I sprayed my semen all over her face and breasts. Seeing her body red from my beating, her face clearly a reaction of her own rage, covered in my semen and her own vaginal fluids, it looked absolutely beautiful. This must be my best work, haha. I didn't care whether she lived or died. I put on my clothes, untied the duct tape from her hands, and left the house, leaving her, already a mess from my torment, behind as I went home.

(II)

After the first transaction, I regretted it for a long time, or rather, I was terrified. I was afraid she would accuse me of rape, and I didn't want to go to jail. I took a week off, hiding at home every day, afraid to go out and see anyone.

One day, Fifth Brother 'Changbaihu Wang' called me and asked me to go with him to do something. I took my bodyguard and drove to the location he specified, an abandoned factory, where there was no one for miles around. When I arrived, I saw a black 'Cadillac' and several Japanese Toyotas already parked there. My car was parked next to them, and my men opened the door.

I got out, and a young man with a buzz cut, clearly a gangster, approached. "Sixth Young Master is here. Tiger King is waiting for you inside." I followed him upstairs, a bodyguard beside me, the others waiting downstairs. As soon as

I got upstairs, I saw Tiger King standing there with his back to me, an old man kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.

"Fifth Uncle, I'm here. What's up?" I asked him in a low voice.

"Oh, Sixth Brother is here. This Japanese guy is showing off here, damn it, little Japanese!" After saying that, 'Tiger King' kicked the old man hard in the groin, the old man howling in pain.

Japanese, damn it! I hate them the most. 'Tiger King' handed me a '.54' pistol. "Sixth Brother, you decide what to do." Damn, this is forcing me to kill someone! I've chopped people before, but killing is a first.

Holding the pistol, a chill ran down my spine. I felt myself trembling; I couldn't hold the gun steady. A dozen or so people were watching me. If I didn't kill him, I might be the one who died, or at least I'd be ruined.

I walked up to the old man, who cried, "Child, I know you're a good person. Please don't kill me, please let me go. I... I'll give you money, as much as you want... please..."

At that moment, 'Tiger King' kicked him in the head. "Damn it, what do you take us Chinese for? Sixth Brother, the hatred between Chinese and Japanese has lasted for over a hundred years. If you're Chinese, you'd better watch yourself."

Damn it, hearing about the hatred between Japanese and Chinese, I felt a surge of courage and shot the old man in the head. "Die, you Japanese pig! Blame it on being Japanese!" 'Bang!' His head exploded, his blood and brains spraying all over me.

I... I felt like vomiting. I turned and ran to the side, vomiting uncontrollably, bringing up yesterday's food. Then I started trembling all over.

'Tiger King' came to my side and patted my back. 'Sixth Brother, are you feeling better? You've got guts. I almost cried when I killed someone for the first time. Go home and rest. 'Thousand Men' will come tonight, it's on me.' 'Tiger King' and his men left. My men helped me into the car and drove home. A few underlings were cleaning up the scene.

The car hadn't gone far when I yelled, 'Stop the car, I…' and then I vomited on the ground.

Back home, my men changed my clothes, gave me a shower, and even gave me a sleeping pill. 'Sixth Young Master, take some and go to sleep, or you won't be able to sleep.'

I gratefully patted his shoulder. 'Thank you.'

I drifted off to sleep in bed. 'Who…who called me? You…you weren't dead?'

The old Japanese man I killed during the day stood in front of me. 'Why…why did you kill me…tell me!' he hissed menacingly.

I turned to grab my gun…where…where's my gun? 'Help…help me…no…don't come any closer!' A scream woke me from my nightmare."

Just then, five or six of my underlings rushed into my room. "Boss, what's up?"

I looked at them. "N-nothing... What time is it?"

"Boss, it's 7 o'clock. 'Tiger King' just called and said he's waiting for you at 'Thousand People'." My bodyguard, Lie Yun, said.

"Let's go to 'Thousand People'."

I drove to the entrance of 'Thousand People', where many young men like me were waiting to enter. My bodyguard pushed through the crowd, and seeing that we weren't easy to mess with, few dared to say anything, at most muttering under their breath.

"Damn it, what did you say!" My bodyguard, having apparently heard something, yelled at a slick-looking young man.

At that moment, a few men guarding the entrance ran over. "Sixth Young Master is here, what's up?"

I waved to them. "Let's go, I'm in a good mood today."

My bodyguard and I entered 'Thousand People' and followed a manager to a large private room. "The bosses are all here. I... I'm late, sorry." Seeing that the bosses were all there, I immediately bowed and apologized.

"Sixth Brother, not bad," the eldest brother said to me with a smile.

"What's good?" I was completely confused. I looked at the TV and realized it was showing the scene of me killing that old Japanese man.

I joked, "Eldest Brother, I threw up all afternoon. I felt terrible." The brothers laughed heartily.

"It's your first time, it's okay. You'll get used to it. Here, the eldest brother has a gift for you as a gift for your official joining of the 'Tangren Society'." After saying that, the eldest brother placed a box in front of me. I opened the box and saw a silver-white pistol. I didn't know what it was called, but it looked very familiar.

"Thanks, eldest brother, but what's this called? What's this gun called?" My question made everyone laugh for a long time.

Fifth Brother "Tiger King" laughed and said, "Aren't you into counter-terrorism? This is a 'Desert Eagle'? Don't brag about how good you are at counter-terrorism next time, you don't even recognize a 'Desert Eagle'."

I held the gun, "Boss... how do you use it? Just pull the trigger, right?"

The boss patted my shoulder, "Kid, you have to learn as long as you live, but seeing you ask so many questions is good for your future. Tomorrow, take your brothers to the shooting range and have them teach you. Half your life is in your brothers' hands, so you have to treat them well, or you won't even know when you're going to die. Understand?"

"Thank you for your guidance, Boss, I understand." I nodded.

I went crazy with the boss and his guys all night, and didn't go to school until noon the next day. You always run into the person you least want to see. I ran into that bitch on campus. Afraid she would recognize me, I lowered my head and ran. I

only breathed a sigh of relief when I thought I was in a safe place. "Hey, why are you running? Are you scared? If you were scared, you wouldn't have been so fierce that night." A woman's beautiful voice sounded behind me. Damn it, I should have brought bodyguards to school.

"I...I'm scared of you...What do you want? Damn it! If you mess with me again...I...I'll sell you to Africa to work as a prostitute!" I shouted, trying to scare her.

"Aigu (Korean), you're really ruthless! So heartless that you don't want me anymore, huh, husband?" She grabbed my arm and rubbed it against me.

"Damn, I don't like 'flat-chested'. Look at your flat chest, it's not even as big as mine. Touching you is not as satisfying as touching my own. Come back to me when your chest gets bigger." I turned around and left this bitch.

Half a month later, Fifth Brother "Changbai Tiger King" and I went to North Korea to pick up smuggled cars. We took more than 70 henchmen and smuggled across the border between Longjing and North Korea. This side was Second Brother Wang Hu's territory, and the other side was where the head of the North Korean border guards was doing business with us, so we crossed smoothly.

Because it was winter, the river was covered with a thick layer of ice. We bought over 70 smuggled cars, mostly Japanese, German, and American. There was a large parking lot on the North Korean side, filled with all sorts of foreign cars, surrounded by North Korean troops. Fifth Brother gave an officer a suitcase full of money, all in US dollars. I didn't ask how much, and we each got a car and drove towards the small river on the border.

Just after crossing the border, we saw the cars ahead stop, surrounded by People's Liberation Army soldiers pointing submachine guns at us. "Get out of the car, hands up, kneel on the ground!"

Damn it, unlucky me, caught on my first business attempt. Fifth Brother's voice came through my walkie-talkie: "Everyone do as they say, put your guns away. Sixth Brother, come with me." I did as Fifth Brother said and went to his side.

"Stop, or we'll shoot!" I was so scared that I knelt on the ground and didn't move.

"That's my brother, let him come over." Fifth Brother's voice came through. I looked at the young soldier, and he gestured for me to come over.

I ran to Fifth Brother's side. "Fifth Brother."

Fifth Brother seemed to recognize the other man's leader. "Platoon Leader Li, this is my brother Hao Liu, also Second Brother's brother. He'll be running this business from now on. Sixth Brother, get acquainted, this is Platoon Leader Li. We'll have to work together a lot in the future."

I reached out and shook hands with Platoon Leader Li. "Brother Li."

Platoon Leader Li patted me. "What a coincidence! Turns out we're on the same side. Well, brothers, let's go first. I'm going back to eat potatoes with my brothers."

Fifth Brother turned around and took out 50,000 RMB from the car, handing it to Platoon Leader Li. "Here, Little Li, let the brothers have something good to eat." "Come to Yanji sometime, brother, I'll make sure you're well taken care of."

Platoon Leader Li hesitated, "Brother, it wouldn't be good if our boss found out."

Fifth Brother patted him, "What are you saying, brother? Take it, otherwise you're not giving me face."

Platoon Leader Li smiled and took the money, "Thank you, Fifth Brother, goodbye, Sixth Brother. I'm going back now. Did you guys see the smugglers we ambushed today?"

The soldiers shouted, "No, sir."

Platoon Leader Li said, "Fall back, go back and rest."

The soldiers watched our convoy drive away, and Platoon Leader Li waved to me, and I waved back. We drove all the way to a hilltop, and at the foot of the hill was an air-raid shelter. The door of the air-raid shelter opened, and it was empty inside. We parked the car inside, and the more than 70 people took other cars with license plates back to Yanji.

On the way, I asked Fifth Brother, "Will it be okay if no one guards it?"

Fifth Brother patted me, "Sixth Brother, you've learned something new again, haven't you? It's the army, and your Second Brother's men guard it year-round. It's extremely safe."

After resting at home for a while, Fifth Brother and I went to Jilin. I heard that the boss of the "Cools" disco there needed some weapons. We arrived in Jilin in his Cadillac. The weather in Jilin was so cold! Luckily, I stayed in the car the whole time.

When we arrived at the entrance of "Cools," several burly men led us into a secret room inside. A man with a crew cut sat on the sofa. As soon as we entered, he stood up, "Fifth Brother is here. And who is this?"

Fifth Brother immediately introduced us: "This is our little brother, Hao Liu, Sixth Brother. This is the head of Jilin, called 'Brother Long.'"

I immediately extended my hand, "Hello, Brother Long."

Brother Long looked at me, "Little brother, you're not very old. You have a bright future ahead of you."

Then Brother Long waved his hand, and all the bodyguards in the room left. Fifth Brother also told our bodyguards to leave. Now, only the three of us were left sitting together in the room.

"Fifth Brother, I'm in a bit of trouble right now and need some weapons," Brother Long said in a low voice.

Fifth Brother nodded and said, "Brother Long, we've heard about it too. Just tell me what you need, but you have to pay first, that's our rule."

Brother Long nodded. "Fifth Brother, I need 15 AK rifles, 20 pistols, 50 grenades, and 5,000 rounds of ammunition, but... you have to keep some as collateral, you know that's the rule too."

Fifth Brother looked at me, and I immediately said, "Okay, I'll leave it here. Fifth Brother, you'd better be quick and come back."

Fifth Brother looked at me. "Good brother, I won't keep you waiting long, Brother Long. Let me make this clear, if even a hair on my brother's head is missing... " "My 'Tangrenhui' won't give up."

Brother Long patted Fifth Brother, "Fifth Brother, don't worry, I'll make sure your brother has a good time these next few days."

Fifth Brother said to me, "Sixth Brother, wait for me, I'll be right back. Brother Long, you're in charge of my brother."

Fifth Brother turned to leave, and Brother Long stood up, "Fifth Brother, aren't you going to play a little longer?"

Fifth Brother turned back and said, "My brother is waiting for me to pick him up, it's not too late to play after I deliver the goods."

After Fifth Brother left, he called me every day to ask how it went. I said it was good, and he said he was preparing the goods and would come to pick me up as soon as they were ready, telling me not to worry. During the few days I stayed at Brother Long's place, I learned that he was going to fight a big local gang for the boss position, and he had added 20 armed bodyguards to my side. But

things didn't go as planned. On my third day in Jilin, when I went to a Korean restaurant, a Russian woman walked up to our private room and easily and silently killed several of Brother Long's henchmen outside. The door opened, and she opened fire on me with an Uzi submachine gun. The closest bodyguard of Brother Long used his massive body to shield me, and several others drew their pistols.

I yelled, "Alive!" A bullet struck her gun-wielding hand. Her gun fell to the ground, and a bodyguard grabbed her from behind.

We took her back to Brother Long's place, then sent the wounded bodyguards to Brother Long's hospital, and gave the dead a proper burial. Because those bodyguards had risked their lives to protect me, I only suffered minor injuries.

The next day, Brother Wu arrived in Jilin with over a hundred men and their weapons. The three of us went to the basement and saw the female assassin hanging from the wall. Her clothes were gone, leaving only streaks of wounds and blood. The more I looked at this bitch, the angrier I became. I picked up a spiked club from the ground and started hitting her. This bitch seemed to have been trained; even after being tortured for a day, she remained tight-lipped and wouldn't say a word. Loyal enough, I liked that.

Fifth Brother looked at Long Brother, "You've tried everything?"

Long Brother shook his head, "I've fucking tried everything, but this bitch is stubborn as hell."

"Since she doesn't like to talk, just cut her tongue out," Fifth Brother said coldly.

We went upstairs, and a short guy ran over, "Long Brother, she's a Russian assassin hired by Fatty Liu." Fatty Liu was the person Long Brother was going to deal with, and our informant also ran over and said the same thing to me.

Brother Long said, "Fifth Brother, I'm really sorry to have startled Sixth Brother. Here's 500,000 as compensation for Sixth Brother's shock."

Fifth Brother waved his hand, "Brother Long, this isn't just between you and Fatty Liu anymore, it's also between my 'Tangrenhui' and him."

Seeing how good the two older brothers were to me, I said, "Brother Long, I'll add another 1 million to this 500,000 as a funeral allowance for our deceased brothers. Can you give me that woman?"

Brother Long looked at me, "Okay, Sixth Brother is a true friend. You can handle that woman. I won't ask you for your 1 million. Damn it, I'll definitely get Fatty Liu's head back for you."

Two days later, our group of over two hundred people arrived at a villa in the suburbs of Jilin with weapons and quickly wiped out everyone inside and outside. We then disposed of the scene as if it were a gas leak. We took Fatty Liu's head to the graves of our deceased brothers to pay our respects.

After returning to Yanji, I left the assassin at home. The bosses were also very satisfied with my performance this time.

Back home, I stripped the female assassin I'd been raising for over a month naked, pried open her mouth to find there was no tongue, and shaved off all her pubic hair. I slapped her several times, saying, "Bitch, remember, your life is mine." She nodded, looking at me. I licked the still-visible whip marks on her body, pressing them hard with my hands, causing her to tremble in pain.

I patted her body, "Go wash your asshole." Surprisingly, she understood. She got off the bed, grabbed a thick syringe from my drawer, and went to the bathroom. A long time passed, and the bitch, seemingly finished showering, came back in, soaking wet, and lay down on the bed.

"You understand Chinese?"

She nodded. I was captivated by her alluring appearance. With a forceful push, I pinned her to the bed, straddled her, and bit her large breasts. Unable to speak, she could only moan, "Mmm...mmm..."

Her breasts were much bigger than the other girl's, and her vagina was much wider, which made me lose interest. In a fit of anger, I put a fake black dildo I'd bought on my lower abdomen and used the fake one to fuck her vagina, while using the real one to fuck her anus. Her anus felt much better than her vagina; it gripped me so tightly it felt amazing. After a few thrusts, her juices started flowing, and she grabbed my head, shaking her body wildly. In the end, I gave in first.

I sat on the toilet, head down, smoking, while she stood beside me, gesturing that she needed to pee. I pointed to the bathtub next to me, "Go pee over there, I want to watch you pee." She whined at me for a while, then I slapped her butt, "Go quickly, I have things to do later." She stood in the bathtub watching me pee, playfully winking. I was completely exhausted, otherwise I definitely would have fucked her.

I gave her a black sheer dress, letting her wear nothing underneath, and placed a pistol inside her thigh. Sitting in the car, I asked, "What's your name?"

She wrote on a piece of paper: 'Natasha.'

"Oh, from now on you'll be my bodyguard. You'll protect me with your life," I said, nodding to her. She looked at me and nodded back.

We arrived at the boss's 'Thousand People' venue' and sat in a dark corner, watching the striptease on stage and the wildly throbbing crowd below. I sipped my cola, touching Natasha's thigh beside me. After a while, a woman walked towards me. Natasha put her hand on her gun and looked at the woman. When she got closer, I realized it was that bitch. I patted Natasha. "It's okay, I know her."

The bitch walked up to me. "Oh, so you have a foreign girl now. Honey, you won't leave me, will you? Look at my breasts, aren't they much bigger than before?" She then sat down next to me.

I smiled and touched her breasts. "Hmm, much bigger than before. Have you been taking pills?"

She looked at me. "For you, what's wrong with taking pills?"

I let her sit on my lap and reached out to grope her body. This bitch said to me, "Honey, what's your name? My name is Jin Meiyan." Then she took off her bra and let me put my hand on her breast.

I bit it. "No surgery? Take off your panties too. Look at my bodyguard, he's much more open than you."

Women are afraid of being told they're inferior to other women. Meiyan looked at Natasha's clothes and, seeing nothing underneath, took off her panties in front of Natasha. I put her underwear in her purse, pulled my pants down to my lap, and pulled Meiyan onto my lap, inserting my penis into her vagina. Meiyan's vagina was much tighter than Natasha's. Meiyan was facing me, and as I bit her breast, her whole body moved up and down with my thrusts.

"Wife, my name is Hao Yongpeng," I whispered to Meiyan.

She whispered, "Yongpeng...bite...oh...it feels so good...husband...I...I love you...I...I'm willing to do anything for you..." I wasn't moved at all, because a bitch's words are rarely true.

I looked at Natasha; perhaps because she wasn't satisfied earlier, she was fiddling with her vulva, her mouth forming an "O" shape. Just then, a dancer walked over. Natasha was the first to snap out of it, staring intently at the dancer. The dancer stood on my table and began performing a sensual, sexy dance. I continued to have sex with Meiyan while watching, stopping her several times when she tried to turn around. Finally, the dancer stripped naked and placed her panties in front of me. Meiyan couldn't hold back any longer,

"You...you slut...didn't you see...coming over to seduce...seduce my man." Just as I was about to ejaculate, Meiyan suddenly stood up, "I...I'm going to throw up," and ran away. I gestured for Natasha to follow Meiyan.

After the two women left, I said to the dancer, "I was about to ejaculate, but you angered her and she left. What do you suggest we do?"

My bodyguard glared at her, and she knelt on the ground. "Let me do it," she said, giving me a seductive look as she performed oral sex. I ejaculated quickly, and she drank it all, licking her lips. "I'm leaving now. Come visit me sometime. I work here. Your girlfriend is here. Goodbye." After watching the flirtatious dancer leave, Meiyan and Natasha returned. Meiyan

hugged me. "Honey, will you take me home?" I got up and took the two women home in a car. When we reached the door, the dancer blew me a kiss.

(III)

I've been living a very happy life in the underworld for almost a year, sitting in charge of Lao Liu's gang. My brothers are loyal, I have money, and I have beautiful women around me. Ah! Life is so wonderful.

One night, I was driving my Mercedes 500 along the country roads, smelling the faint scent of flowers and grass. It was so comfortable. Touching the beautiful woman beside me, thinking about yesterday's Champions League match, I suddenly shouted "AC Milan forever!" The bodyguards in the car and the woman beside me stared at me like I was a monster.

"Damn it, what are you looking at? Drive carefully," I laughed and cursed.

A few Japanese Toyotas sped past, but I didn't pay them any mind and prepared to close my eyes for a nap. Suddenly, my Mercedes slammed on the brakes, almost throwing me out.

"What's going on?!" Looking ahead, the Toyotas were blocking the road, and several masked men were firing at us with submachine guns. My driver frantically reversed, and the cars behind followed suit. With a "bang," the car behind crashed into another Toyota, blocking us from both sides. "

Rat-a-tat-tat..."

The ear-piercing sound of submachine guns shattered the quiet night. My first reaction was to drop to the ground. Natasha lay on top of me and began to return fire, and soon her men fought their way through the flank. Natasha dragged me out of the car and pulled me towards the sorghum field.

My legs went weak with fear. I didn't even have the strength to stand, let alone run. When the last bodyguard beside me was shot and fell to the ground, Natasha signaled for me to run. I knew I was going to die if I didn't run, so I abandoned Natasha and ran frantically into the sorghum field. Forget friendship, forget loyalty, my life was the most important thing. When you're dead, you have nothing. I

've always been last in races since I was a kid, but in a situation like this, I could run faster than a world champion. I ran and ran for my life until I could finally stop hearing the gunshots behind me.

I hid in the sorghum field for a whole day and night before I dared to come out. I secretly went to an unknown village and borrowed a phone to call my brothers to come pick me up. I hid in a big haystack for three hours, it was stuffy and hot. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard the sound of a car. I peeked out and saw more than thirty people get out of the car. One of them looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, it was Fifth Brother.

I called out to him from the haystack, my voice almost breaking with tears: "Fifth Brother!... I'm here!" I poked my head out and called to them, and Fifth Brother and a few of the brothers ran over and pulled me out.

"Sixth Brother, what happened?" Fifth Brother asked, grabbing my shoulder.

I cried, "I don't know... Several Toyotas surrounded us and started shooting at us. The brothers were scattered, and I managed to escape here by myself... How come no one made it back alive?"

Fifth Brother came up and slapped me twice, making my vision blur.

"Sixth Brother! Don't cry! You're acting like a woman! Come on, let's go back and talk."

Fifth Brother and I took a car back to Yanji. The boss told me to recuperate in the hospital, saying he would handle the rest.

I stayed in a VIP ward at the hospital. Actually, I didn't have any serious injuries, just some superficial wounds. There were five or six bodyguards standing outside the door. Lying in the hospital bed, I tossed and turned, bored, so I watched Hong Kong movies like "God of Gamblers." Oh, so I could wear protective gear under my clothes, what a good idea.

I was a man of action, so I took some people out to look for usable items, and when I got back to the ward, I closed the door and got to work on it myself. Three days later, my creation was finished—a custom-made bulletproof vest. I wore a steel plate underneath, then the vest itself, and in the shirt's chest pocket, I put a deck of cards—the last card being a small steel plate.

After putting on the whole set, I looked at myself—it looked pretty good, except I looked much fatter. I put the whole set on a chair and fired two shots with an AK. Heh, sure enough, it didn't penetrate. That's it, my best protection.

Even in the hospital, I have to wear it. My two-week hospital stay passed quickly. That night, I was back at the boss's disco. Everyone said, "Sixth Brother, you've gained a lot of weight in two weeks!"

I quickly nodded and said, "Yeah, bro!"

There, I saw Meiyan again, whom I hadn't seen for days. That bitch was drinking with a bunch of men and women. I walked over, and she immediately ran over and hugged me.

"Honey, where have you been lately? Long time no see, did you miss me?" Damn it! Who would miss her? A piece of trash.

"Of course I missed you, honey. Do I look like I've gained weight again?" I asked her back.

"Yeah, you've gained weight again, but I like it!" Meiyan said coquettishly. I didn't have time to play with her. "Honey, I have something to do today. I'll come see you later. Bye-bye." I turned and ran away.

I was drinking cola and listening to music in a dark corner. "Sixth Young Master, Natasha is back," a subordinate whispered in my ear.

"Natasha? She's still alive? Call her over." My God, she's not dead?! Amazing!

Soon Natasha came to my side and lay on me as docilely as a Persian cat. I knew she couldn't speak, so I stroked her body. "Baby, it's good that you're alive," I comforted her, pretending to be profound.

Although I didn't know how hard it was for her to come back, I wouldn't completely trust her. I don't even completely trust my own parents, let alone her. I told her everything after the breakup, of course, without mentioning my current gear. I just said I'd gained weight again. I

was bored that night, so I thought I'd go find Meiyan to play with. So we drove to her house, and when we arrived, her lights were on. We hurried up, knocked on the door, but there was no response. I pushed the door open, and it wasn't locked! Natasha and I quietly slipped inside. We saw men's and women's clothes scattered on the floor, and coming from the bedroom, we heard sounds of a man and woman having sex.

We gently opened the door a crack and saw a black man lying on the bed, Meiyan sitting on his penis with her back to us, and a voluptuous girl sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes half-closed. The black man was licking her vagina.

Damn it! She's cheating on me! I'm furious—wait, I have nothing to do with her! Let's get out of here, don't disturb their fun.

On the way back, Natasha looked at me and gestured for me to kill him.

"Oh, no. I'm not that petty, haha. I'm very generous."

I gently stroked her, trying to lull her to sleep. I'm not that kind of person. When I got home, I had my men find out who these bastards were who tried to kill me.

A few days later, I found out that the people who tried to kill me that day were from a Korean ethnic group in Yanbian called "The Koreans." Damn it! It really infuriated me! We decided to take them down.

Unexpectedly, they contacted me first, saying they wanted to apologize. Seriously? I'm not stupid! I'm not going. But for some reason, my boss insisted I go meet them. What could I do? That's how it is in the underworld; I had to follow his orders.

They arranged to meet me in a private room at a hotel, so I took over 20 people and Natasha there. When we arrived, I could only take two people inside; the rest of them were waiting outside. Being under a low eaves, I had to keep my head down. So I took Natasha and a bodyguard inside.

The room was empty; everyone's weapons were outside. There were only seven people inside, three from each side, plus a middleman. Just in case, I put on all my gear and even added a few blood bags, just in case something went wrong. I left some men and a few snipers not far from here. If I didn't come out by the appointed time, they'd take care of the other side. I only came after everything was ready, and of course, I wouldn't tell anyone.

We sat facing each other, and the man in the middle spoke first: "I invited everyone here today to resolve a small misunderstanding between us. I don't want anything to go wrong. Once you're outside the building, feel free to do as you please, okay?"

"Okay!" both sides replied immediately.

I spoke first: "Brother Jin, what happened that day? I almost couldn't make it. Can you tell me?"

A Korean man in his forties looked at me and said, "Hao Liu, which day? I don't know!"

I immediately realized this wasn't an apology, but a trap.

"Brother Jin, you're not joking, are you? It seems there's nothing to talk about. Let's go!" I stood up to leave.

The other man glanced at his watch. "Haha, Hao Liu, just kidding! You have no sense of humor at all, hahaha."

I had no choice but to sit back down and say, "What do you mean, Brother Jin? I don't have time to play games with you!"

That bastard kept rambling on for a while, even talking about the Yanbian team. I was so annoyed! But he kept checking his watch. I sensed something was wrong. Suddenly, he reached under the table, and a pistol appeared, firing two shots at my bodyguard—wait! Why didn't he shoot me first? Also, Natasha had already checked the room, so how come there's still a weapon?

Oh no! Something's wrong! Sure enough, at the most crucial moment, Natasha fired two shots into my chest. Due to the recoil, I fell to the ground, my chest tight. The blood bag hidden in my clothes had ruptured, and the dye inside was gushing out. I pretended to fall too, staring intently at Natasha, trying not to speak.

Please, please don't shoot me in the head—I silently prayed.

Sure enough, Natasha seemed to know Jin well as she fled the scene; the middleman was in cahoots with them. Then gunfire erupted outside. I didn't dare move, waiting until the gunfire stopped, but no one came to check on me. Then I heard police sirens. Run!

I scrambled to my feet, ran to the bathroom, took off my clothes, and secretly escaped through the back window. The bullets had only pierced the playing cards and my clothes, leaving a small mark on my bulletproof vest; the steel plate was fine. What a brilliant idea! I had to admit my ingenuity. To make

the act convincing, I hid my gear and shot myself in the shoulder. Ouch! That hurt like hell! I'm never playing this game again. Half-dead, I called my buddies outside to come and get me.

That night, I sat with my gang members in an abandoned building, still injured. My underlings brought Jin and Natasha to us. After a beating, we learned that Jin was actually Fatty Liu's brother, seeking revenge for his brother. Natasha had only been with me to complete a mission, but hadn't had a good opportunity until Jin's men captured her, at which point she came up with this plan. Damn, women are truly ruthless. Luckily, I'm afraid of death, or I really would be. But this secret can't be revealed.

"Damn it, if I weren't lucky, I'd be dead by you guys today, you bitches!" He kicked them twice. I didn't want them to die a peaceful death, so I asked the boss for them again.

"Sixth Brother, be ruthless. If you hadn't been soft-hearted last time, this wouldn't have happened," the boss reminded me.

"Thanks for the reminder, big brother, don't worry," I said fiercely.

Wait, it seems these old foxes knew this wasn't good, that's why they sent me to negotiate. Damn! You guys are ruthless, otherwise how could they all have been caught? Looks like experience counts. I'll have to be careful next time.

After putting them down, we went back to the boss's company for a meeting. Thanks to my quick thinking, we took down our last rival in Yanbian, so the gang promoted me to sixth place and sent me on a trip abroad with Fourth Brother to develop business there.

A week later, I contacted a human organ smuggler. While I was having sex with Meiyan, a white man came to visit. "Who is it? I don't know any white people. Let him in!" I ordered my men.

I met him in the back room. He was over 1.8 meters tall, with blond curly hair and deep-set eyes.

"Friend, I'm Mike. I heard you have something to sell?" His Chinese was quite good.

"Yes, I do, but how are you going to put it? Don't talk about prices, I don't know. One million US dollars for an Eastern man and a Western woman, and all their organs are yours. No bargaining!"

He looked at me. "I need to see the goods first."

"Okay." I agreed immediately.

After taking him to see Brother Jin and Natasha, he said he needed them to inspect them first. I agreed immediately, so he and his men went to inspect the goods. I sat with him in my living room and called over the girl I'd been with that night—we chatted, drank, and had sex.

At first, he was more reserved than I was. This wouldn't do; I wanted to do business with him regularly. So I stripped Meiyan's sister, Meihua, naked and threw her at Mike.

"Don't be shy, this is my wife's sister."

Mike was still very reserved, and I couldn't do anything about it. Unexpectedly, Meihua was even more slutty than her sister, swaying back and forth next to Mike, her huge breasts rubbing against him until he blushed. Meihua pulled out Mike's penis, "Oh, sister, look how big it is! It's so much bigger than brother-in-law's!"

Damn! It was both embarrassing and infuriating, but looking at it, his penis was indeed much bigger than mine. Meiyan stared at Mike's penis, "Go away, you brat, stop talking about your brother-in-law. I like his, go play with your own!" I knew Meiyan was also tempted, but if I gave it all to Mike, what would I play with?

The old hand was still the best. Mike asked me, "Do you need something made bigger? I can help you, but there will be a cost fee." Damn! The deal had gone this far.

"No, not for now, thank you. I'll contact you again if I really need it."

After waiting an hour, Mike received a phone call and gave me one million US dollars. It seemed the deal was done.

"Come on, cheers! But I'll keep the corpses as a souvenir!"

Mike gave a thumbs up. "OK!"

So everyone stopped being reserved. Mike's cock was splashing water all over Meihua's pussy, making her moan wantonly. We had the two women face us, their heads touching. While fucking the pair of Korean sisters, we chatted about future deals. The two sisters weren't idle either, kissing each other and grabbing each other's breasts. We didn't disturb their enjoyment.

After a while, we asked for some cream and food. We smeared the cream on the women's bodies and then put the food on top. This way, we fucked them while enjoying the food. The two women ate while moaning lewdly. It seemed very easy for them.

Mike and I left the lewd sisters, covered in cream, food, and semen, in the house and went to the basement. There, we found two empty corpses lying there, still bloody. So I ordered someone to put them in an oil drum, fill it with cement, and throw them into the sea in Hunchun to fill the sea.

After seeing Mike off, I stayed home that night, taking the two wanton sisters with me. At dusk, I sat on the lawn in front of my house watching the sunset, their two white bodies frolicking beside me. I walked them like dogs, stopping to watch every passing car – that was when I was most excited. I would grab one of them and fuck her hard. At first, they resisted, but under my strict discipline, they got used to it and even started to enjoy it.

I wasn't alone; I often trained them with my older brother and subordinates, sometimes letting them wear only a thin dress and taking them shopping or to nightclubs to swap girlfriends. I discovered I enjoyed watching my women being fucked; I wanted to squeeze every last drop of value from them, so I filmed many videos and sold them abroad and in southern China.

A few days before leaving the country, I got tired of them and sold the two sisters, whom I had trained as sex slaves, to a South Korean old man. The old man gave them some US dollars and took them back to South Korea for his own pleasure. I also made a South Korean friend, not bad, worth it.

(IV) Foreign Affairs

One morning, my fourth brother and I boarded a plane to North Korea with an inspection team. Before long, we arrived over Pyongyang, North Korea, where we were received by the North Korean Minister of Development.

In the North Korean conference room, I chatted with my fourth brother and them for a long time, but I didn't know what they were talking about. It wasn't until evening that my fourth brother and I were invited to a private gathering place, a small villa, with heavily guarded North Korean troops outside. We were checked three times before we were allowed to enter, accompanied by an adjutant.

Once inside, I felt the difference from the outside. On the way here, I saw many civilians who were starving and emaciated, but the soldiers and police were all healthy, and the high-ranking officials were all fat and bloated. It seems that they are the parasites of the people. Thinking about it, the situation in China is not much better than theirs.

When we entered the inner room, a large living room appeared before us. My fourth brother and I sat on a leather sofa and waited for each other to arrive. Bored out of my mind, I looked at the furniture and appliances in the room. The appliances were all made in China, but the furniture looked very familiar. I looked at the manufacturer—damn, it was from my dad's factory! No wonder

it looked familiar. A moment later, a fat old man, as big as a pig, came up to us. Behind him was a beautiful woman. My fourth

brother immediately stood up, extended his hand, and said in Korean, "General Li, hello, long time no see." The man hugged my fourth brother back. "Haha, Brother Zhang, long time no see, how have you been? And this is…?"

My fourth brother immediately introduced, "This is my brother Hao Liu. Your furniture was given to you by his father."

I immediately extended my hand, "General Li, hello."

The man smiled and walked over to hug me. "Oh, hello, your furniture is really sturdy. Six of us can sleep on the bed and it's fine no matter what we do."

I was stunned. Five out of the six were women. The old man was even more impressive than me. I glanced at the woman behind him. Good heavens, I almost drooled. She was fucking gorgeous, with a great figure and a beautiful face.

As I stared, Fourth Brother tugged at me, "Sixth Brother, don't lose your composure."

"I...I'm sorry..." I immediately sat down on the sofa.

The old man looked at me, then at the beautiful woman, "Haha, it's alright. Young people, who doesn't like women? Kid, I like your straightforwardness."

We sat on the sofa discussing future transactions, prices, and locations. I didn't hear a thing, my eyes glued to the beautiful woman. What was infuriating was that she didn't even glance at me. Am I really that unattractive? Damn it.

The old man waved his hand, and an even younger and prettier girl came in. Holy crap, this old guy has so many beauties! My nose was practically bleeding. The old man asked us, "What would you two like to drink? Don't be shy, I have everything."

We ordered two cups of tea.

Damn, the tea served was all good tea. After checking that no one was around, Fourth Brother asked, "General Li, we want to open a casino in North Korea with Li Ka-shing. Of course, your reward won't be small, and we'll need your army for protection."

General Li took a sip of tea. "That's difficult, but not too difficult either; it just requires bribing a lot of people."

Fourth Brother glanced at me, and I immediately opened the briefcase beside me. Fourth Brother pointed to the money inside and said, "General, this 5 million is for bribing people. We'll give you 1% of the casino's profits. There will also be a year-end bonus, how about that?"

General Li thought for a moment. "You guys play first, I'll make a call. By the way, how much will you give to the government? Haiyan, have a few people keep them company."

Fourth Brother thought for a moment. "I'll give you 20% of the profits in total; I don't care how you divide it."

A little while later, six young and beautiful North Korean women came to our side. North Korean women are almost all natural, unlike the artificially created women of South Korea. There's a saying: "North Korean women, South Korean handsome men."

Several beautiful women flirted with me and Fourth Brother for a long time. Then I saw Fourth Brother had already taken off his clothes and was having sex with two women. My penis wasn't even responding. Damn, am I sick? The little girl under me was licking and touching me, which only made me more disgusted. It was so boring.

After a while, a European porn movie was playing on TV. Even seeing big-breasted beauties didn't bother me. I closed my eyes and pinched the breasts of the two beauties hard, enjoying the little girl's oral sex, listening to Fourth Brother and the other women's moans. To be honest, I felt nothing at all and was almost asleep.

"Sixth Brother, what's wrong? Why aren't these ones to your liking? Maybe ask if there are any more mature ones?" Fourth Brother asked me with concern.

"No, it's not that I feel like throwing up whenever I see women." I remained silent. It was too boring. I'd better find some movies to watch myself. So I started looking for movies. First, I watched a gay one, which didn't really get me going. Then I watched this one.

When it came out, damn, it was a transvestite! Damn, I actually got an erection. Oh no, I've actually developed an interest in ladyboys and men! I'm so depressed. I lay on the sofa fantasizing about being a woman or a ladyboy being fucked.

My penis got bigger too. That shameless little sister called out to me at my happiest moment, "Wow, your penis is so big!"

Damn it, I pushed her away. "Damn it, I know my penis is small, I don't need your flattery, you slut."

The room was quiet; everyone was staring at me.

"What's wrong? Not to your liking?" General Li asked as he walked upstairs.

I immediately replied, "No, General, I'm just in a bad mood."

General Li and Fourth Brother discussed it for a while, and then we returned to the hotel.

On the way, Fourth Brother kept asking me what was wrong. I couldn't tell him. Fourth Brother stared at me with wide eyes, "Sixth Brother, are you alright? Fourth Brother doesn't like...male homosexuality."

I was stunned. What was he thinking?

"Fourth Brother, I don't like messing around with you either, but your mistress is pretty good, hehe..."

Fourth Brother punched me. "Damn it, you've got your eye on me? I'll let you have a taste when we get home."

Back at the hotel, I ran into my room, locked the door, and turned on the computer. What am I supposed to do? I can only access a few websites. I

had no choice but to call the waiter to help me. Looking at this young man, I started to get excited. I secretly reached out and touched his butt. Oh, it feels better than a woman's. He blushed, looked at me, turned around, and ran away without even asking for a tip. Hehe, I'm left with nothing.

I went to an adult picture website. Looking at the women in it made me nauseous, but looking at the transvestites and men made me excited. I closed the window and took the dildo I had brought with me, which I had originally intended to use on women. It seems this one will be used on myself. I washed my butt and lay on the table, looking at the transvestite pictures and fantasizing about being one myself. I took off my clothes, my penis dangling in front of me. Holding the dildo in one hand, I gritted my teeth and thrust it in.

Oh my god, it hurt so much! I was jumping around the room clutching my butt. The pain subsided after a while, but because of my perverted mind, I kept watching and inserting myself. After a few minutes, I got used to it and started to like my penis. It got quite hard, and the excessive excitement made me lie down and fall asleep right after ejaculating.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that the dildo was still stuck in my anus, and there were traces of dried semen on the computer screen. Never mind, I'm leaving today. I'm going to Russia and visit my dad on the way.

My fourth brother and I flew to Moscow, Russia, and he gave me a day off. I wandered around the shopping streets with my translator. Hehe, I went into a sex shop. There was only one male salesperson inside. He immediately came over to introduce his products when he saw us. I looked for a long time but didn't find anything I liked, so I was about to leave.

He immediately said that there were some good ones inside. We went into the back room and saw that my mentor had a lot of SM products. After browsing around, I bought a few pieces of sexy women's underwear and nipple rings. After paying, we wandered around the mall for a while, buying some women's clothes and stockings, before returning to the hotel. The translator kept asking if I wanted prostitutes; he said he'd call me when I did.

Back in the room, I took off my clothes, put on women's underwear, inserted my own penis inside, put on fishnet stockings and high heels, and donned a wig and makeup. My breasts already looked like a woman's, so I didn't need to pretend. I went out for a stroll. Unexpectedly, many people approached me on the street, young and old, and I couldn't understand what they were saying.

Back at the hotel, I started searching online for places that did transgender surgery. It seemed that Thailand was the best, but the technology in the US was even better.

(I) Joining the Club

I'm 22 years old this year, a college student studying oil painting. My admission to university was unexpected by everyone. My father is the owner of a small furniture factory. He used to be involved in the underworld, but later cleaned up his ways and became quite famous in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. He has a rather volatile temper, and I was often beaten by him since I was a child; I was raised through his beatings.

Because my dad had too many women, my mom divorced him. I was only 10 years old when they divorced, and I lived with my dad. My grades were terrible in elementary school, and I was always fighting. It got worse in middle school; the teachers didn't dare to discipline me because of my dad's connections. Later, I went to a vocational high school. To change my bad temper, I studied art—it's supposed to be about self-cultivation, right? My family looked down on me, saying I'd be a piece of trash in the future. Damn it! They don't even look at themselves; they're all involved in shady businesses, yet they talk about me like that.

The year I got into university, my dad married a woman, and she brought a child with her. At first, she was nice to me, but later, she probably thought she was the boss and dared to bully me. Damn it! Did she think I was a pushover? I used my strength to teach her and her son a lesson, stabbing them a few times, and then ran back to my maternal grandparents' house.

Unexpectedly, my dad came to my grandparents' house and beat me up because of another woman. Damn it! He always said he'd stop beating me when I could beat him. That day, I went crazy and proved to my dad I'd grown up. From then on, they never bullied me again.

I lived with my mom, went to and from school every day, and made some good friends there. After being exposed to art, I thought my temper would improve.

Two years passed in a daze, neither good nor bad. A small incident changed my life.

One summer afternoon, I was walking home from school with my friends, as usual. The six of us walked to the school gate, chatting and laughing, when we saw several men grabbing a girl. "Bitch, who do you think you are, daring to lie to me? Damn it! You want to die?" Soon, a lot of people were watching, and the usually arrogant school police were nowhere to be seen. Oh, a fight, haha, a good sport.

But it's none of my business, so it's best to leave. I grabbed my friend, "Let's go, there's nothing to see, just a few men bullying a little girl." I thought my voice was damn quiet, but they still heard me.

"Damn it, you fatso. What did you say? Say it again if you dare!" Damn it! They heard me, this is terrible.

"B-Big Brother, I...I didn't say anything, I'm leaving now, sorry Big Brother, I was ignorant." I turned to run.

Those thugs really thought they were gangsters. "Damn it, you fatso, come here, you coward!" One of the skinny guys tried to hit me. Damn it! Looks like I can't escape. I'll have to fight, or I won't be able to stay in school anymore.

My friend was watching me; I knew he was waiting for me to make the first move. Damn it, he didn't even ask who my father was. I rushed forward before him and kicked him in the groin. My fighting experience is that you have to fight like you're not going to die, and when you hit someone, you have to hit their vitals, otherwise it's useless. With one kick, the poor guy was sprawled on the ground. Seeing that cowardly guy dared to hit their man, the other side abandoned the girl and charged at me. "Damn it, he's asking for it, kill him!"

My brothers weren't exactly saints either; they immediately rushed in, fists and kicks flying. As the fight raged, I realized one of my brothers was missing. Damn it! Looks like he ran away. What a disloyal bastard! Never mind him, I'll fight to the death. I have this bad habit: the sight of blood makes me incredibly excited and reckless. As the fight continued, I felt my strength waning; it seemed like I was done for. What happened next? Holy crap! My runaway brother was bringing over 50 men charging this way. I didn't care if they could fight; just scaring them was enough.

I've always believed Chairman Mao was right: "Many hands make light work." 50 men against 6 or 7 was child's play. Seeing them lying on the ground, covered in wounds, was fucking exhilarating.

At this moment, one of the leaders lay on the ground and said, "Brother, I admit defeat today. If you let my brothers go home, I'll do whatever you want with them, okay? Or you can give me money; my brothers can go back and get it, but I'll hold them here."

I looked at him, covered in blood, and thought he seemed loyal. I like this kind of guy. "Brother, you're a true friend. Baldy, call a car and take them to the hospital."

My brother, Baldy, went outside and called two taxis. We lifted them into the cars. "Driver, Yanbian Hospital." I casually gave each of the two drivers five yuan.

"Let's go, brothers, let's go have some fun. Thanks everyone. If you need anything, just call me." I said to everyone nonchalantly.

"Damn, what's with the formalities?"

"We're all from the same department, who doesn't need anyone else's help?" The group mumbled sparsely.

After we dispersed, I saw the campus police and the 110 (police) officers. What a bunch of useless cowards.

Half a month later, I went to lunch with my friends as usual. I had just reached the school gate when I saw a Mercedes 320S parked there (you might think I'm bragging, but my hometown is notorious for smuggling, so there are plenty of nice cars, and they're cheap). I thought to myself, "Some rich guy is here to find girls at our school again. The music and dance students at the art school often go out and work as prostitutes.

" When we got to the car, the door opened, and a familiar-looking person came up to us. "Friend, do you remember me?"

Holy crap! Who is this? We froze. "Are you talking to me?" I asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's you, Fatty," the man said confidently.

"You...you are...oh, I remember now, just discharged from the hospital?" I exclaimed in realization. My friend and I thought he was here for revenge, and we were very nervous.

"Hehe, brother, I'm discharged from the hospital. Don't be afraid, I'm here to treat you to dinner," the man said with a smile.

I looked at my friends. The smiling tiger was the scariest. Not going would make me look cowardly, but going was dangerous. I hesitated. "Baldy," I said, "I'm going to 'Hongyun' with him for dinner. You wait for me at the internet cafe. If I'm not back by 12:30, come find me, understand?" I deliberately emphasized "come find me," meaning if I wasn't back by 12:30, you'd have to get someone to rescue me.

He, my best-looking friend "Big Guy," and I rode in his car to the restaurant I specified. We ordered some snacks and started chatting. Young people get to know each other quickly; we were familiar with each other in no time. It turned out he was one of "Tiger King's" henchmen, named Wang Kai. That woman had tricked them that day. I also told him I was XX's son, the guy next to me had a father who was the head of the state design bureau, and the guy waiting for my message was the son of the prison warden. This was partly to intimidate him and show him I wasn't someone to mess with, and partly to remind him I had brothers waiting for me.

People in the underworld are quick-witted; after flattering us for a while, he said he knew our fathers. "Brother, if you hadn't cursed me that day, I wouldn't have bothered with that." I tried to intimidate him with a mature air. Around midnight, when we were about to leave, he knew what I meant and offered to drive us. Damn! I'm not stupid. Want to know where we hang out and how many people we have? No way. So we declined his offer and took a taxi.

About two weeks later, I bought a Tibetan knife on the street and had it branded. It wasn't long, perfect for carrying inside my clothes for self-defense (men all like playing with knives, right?). Some of my friends from the underworld invited me to a disco to pick up girls. Since it wasn't my money, I went. When bad luck strikes, even drinking cold water can cause problems. I ran into that bitch again. I ignored her and did my own thing. A little while later, I heard her yell, "Don't touch me! Are you looking for death? What are you doing?!" Then came the sounds of fighting and cursing. It had nothing to do with me, so I left.

I hadn't taken more than a few steps when she saw me. "Honey, help me! He's molesting me!" Damn, was she calling me? No girl has ever called me "honey" before.

"Hao Liu, do you know that woman?" my friend asked.

"I don't know her," I replied, looking down.

"Then why does she seem to be calling you?" my damn brother kept asking.

Even worse, that damn woman ran up to me and grabbed me. "Honey, they're bullying me!"

The men walked up to me. "Damn it, you're her husband? You look like a disgusting pig." They laughed and insulted me.

I steeled myself, turned around and slapped them, then pulled out a hidden knife and charged. My friends were loyal and fought alongside me. We could handle a few drunk guys; we took care of them quickly. I even tried to play the hero, "Wife, are you alright?" I turned around, and damn it! That woman was gone! I was furious! How dare she play me? Just wait until I catch her!

The disco security guards swarmed over when they saw us causing trouble, attacking both sides without asking why. Sigh, we were no match for professional thugs. I told my friends to retreat, and I fought my way back with my knife. Watching my friends run away like rabbits, I started to regret not losing weight. I… I couldn't run anymore.

More than ten burly men surrounded me. Begging for mercy seemed pointless. I had to fight; killing one would break even, killing two would be a bonus. I charged at them like a mad dog, waving my knife. Suddenly, I couldn't see anything because my glasses were gone. Oh my god! I'm done for. Something hit me hard on the head, and I started to lose consciousness.

When I woke up, I opened my eyes. 'Is this hell? No, it's more like heaven. Everything is white… oh no, this… this is a hospital. Haha, I'm still alive, that's great!' I saw a large chest in front of me. I wanted to grab it to see if I was still alive, but I couldn't move.

"He's awake! Doctor, he's awake!" A voice as beautiful as a nightingale's. Soon I saw people all around my bed—my dad, my mom, and many relatives. I wanted to cry. So many people cared about me so much. I...I was so touched.

Over the next few days, I slowly recovered. My dad started scolding me, "You little brat, trying to use a knife like that! Look, you almost lost your life!" My mom was also yelling at me. Sigh, life!

One day, I was lying in my hospital bed when a white-haired man in his fifties came to my bedside and touched my head. What a kind person! I felt like I'd seen him somewhere before. "You...you are..."

"Son, I know your father. It was one of my men who was blind and hit you. I'm so ashamed." Oh, so it was their boss. Could it be him? He seems to be a famous businessman; I've seen him on TV.

I spent several days in the hospital bed. After half a month, I was able to get out of bed and started taking walks in the hospital. However, I noticed that there were guards around me and outside my ward; they must be the old man's men. When I was almost recovered, my father left me some money and went to Russia to do business. My mother met a Taiwanese man during this time and was also going to Taiwan with him.

I spent more than a month in the hospital before finally being discharged. That day, my mother and father weren't in the country; it was that old man who picked me up. We celebrated my discharge with a meal in a private room at the Dayu Hotel. "Son, your father entrusted you to me before he passed away. As your uncle, I will definitely take good care of you." What touching words!

There weren't many people at the table, only about a dozen. After introductions, I learned they were all his men. It seemed no one was going to bother me anymore, so I had no choice but to join them. That day became the day I joined the 'Tangren Club'.

He treated me like family. Maybe it was because I'd watched too many Hong Kong movies like "Young and Dangerous," but I'd also come to like the plot. Today... I finally became one of them! I'm so happy! That night, he took me to the disco where we'd fought last time. Hearing that it was his territory made me feel much more at ease.

In a private room, I sat with him and several familiar faces. He began to introduce me: "This is my newly adopted godson, Hao Wu's son. Please take good care of him from now on." Then he introduced the people present: "I am the eldest, Yang Longjun. You can call me godfather. He is..."

It turned out that the fatter man than me was the second eldest, Wang Hu, the head of the border defense, everyone called him "General"; the gloomy man was of Korean ethnicity, named Jin Guangzhen, the head of the state public security bureau; the very refined-looking man was the fourth eldest, Zhang Deshui, the secretary of the state; and finally, the very burly man was Li Yunhu, nicknamed "Changbai Tiger King," the big boss of the underworld in our area.

I stood up and toasted everyone. "Uncles and sirs, my dad entrusted me to you all, so please treat me like your own child. If I do anything wrong, please teach me a lesson. Everyone I know calls me 'Hao Liu,' so if you gentlemen think highly of me, please call me that too."

After hearing about my story, several people said, "A hero emerges from among the young, willing to go to great lengths for his friends, so loyal!" Actually, it wasn't that I was loyal, but rather that I was slow, but I couldn't tell the truth. "You gentlemen are too kind; I still have a lot to learn from you gentlemen." Anyone can say nice things, and besides, flattery and playing the fool are my specialties. That's how I officially joined the "Tangren Club." "

Son, you can live in the Seaside Community, it's your own place. What kind of car do you like? Dad will get you one. By the way, can you drive?"

I thought the eldest brother was drunk and joking, so I joked back, "Thank you, godfather. I... I like a Mercedes 500, the black one is very beautiful, but I can't drive, haha!" After we got a little tipsy, I don't even know what happened anymore.

It was already dawn. I got up and looked at the time—oh my god, it was past 8 o'clock! I was late. I hurriedly dressed and ran outside. Wait, where am I? This isn't my house. A moment later, a man who looked like a bodyguard came up to me. "Boss, where are we going? Is the car ready?"

What boss? Are you kidding me? Never mind him, I need to get to school first. "Oh… to art school." So I followed him out of the house to a black Mercedes 500. He opened the door and invited me in; it seemed he was my driver.

We chatted as we drove to school. It turned out he was one of the "Old Five 'White Tiger King's' men, a former bodyguard abroad. The Mercedes behind us belonged to another group of bodyguards, all retired border guards."

And so, without my parents' supervision, I wandered between school and home every day, searching for the bitch who had cheated on me. One day after school, I saw her. She was walking and laughing with several girls. My chance had come; I was going to get my revenge.

I had someone drive and follow them slowly. When they went to my boss's disco again, we followed them in. When she was alone, several bodyguards grabbed her and took her to a small hotel.

I stripped her naked, taped her mouth shut, and tied her hands to the headboard. She kicked me hard, and I slapped her several times. "Bitch, didn't you say I was your husband? What, you're so uncooperative when you're having sex with your husband? If you don't behave, I'll kill you, you hear me!" She

looked at me with tears streaming down her face, her violent struggles ceasing. I took off my clothes, revealing my small penis, grabbed her thigh, and thrust it inside. So dry! Not slippery at all like in porn novels. I felt more pain and discomfort than she did. But for revenge, pain is pain.

Maybe it was because it was my first time, but I couldn't hold back until her vagina was barely wet. My semen sprayed inside her vagina and onto her thighs. Damn! I couldn't give up! I slapped her buttocks hard while biting and scratching her breasts. Damn it, she's over 20 and not a virgin, how come her breasts are so small? My bust size is 95, hers is at most 83.

I bit and bit, oh, my cock got hard again. I slapped her buttocks until they were bright red, and tears streamed down her face. Then I started slapping her pussy. It seemed she was very sensitive there; I could feel her body trembling, and she was very wet. I smeared the fluid from her pussy on her face and nose with my hands, and started fucking her hard again. Because she was tied up, I couldn't hear her moans, only humming sounds coming from her nose.

"I...I can't take it anymore." As soon as she finished speaking, my cock ejaculated inside her pussy. Like a child, I sprayed my semen on her face and breasts. Looking at her body, red from my slaps, her face was probably her own reaction. My semen and her vaginal fluids were everywhere; it looked absolutely beautiful. This must be my best work, haha. I didn't care whether she lived or died. I put on my clothes, untied the duct tape from her hands, and left the house, leaving her, who had been tortured beyond recognition, behind. I went home.

(II)

After the first transaction, I regretted it for a long time, or rather, I was scared. I was afraid she would accuse me of rape, and I didn't want to go to jail. I took a week off and hid at home every day, afraid to go out and see anyone.

One day, my fifth brother, "Changbaihu Wang," called me and asked me to go with him to do something. I took my bodyguard and went to the location he specified, an abandoned factory, where there was no one for miles around. When I arrived, I saw a black Cadillac and several Japanese Toyotas parked there. My car was parked next to them, and my men opened the car door.

I got out of the car, and a young man with a buzz cut, clearly a gangster, approached me. "Sixth Young Master is here. Tiger King is waiting for you inside." I followed him upstairs to the second floor, accompanied by a bodyguard. The others waited downstairs.

As soon as I got upstairs, I saw Tiger King standing there with his back to me, and an old man kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.

"Fifth Uncle, I'm here. What's up?" I asked him in a low voice.

"Oh, Sixth Young Master is here. This Japanese guy is showing off here, damn it, little Japanese!" After saying that, 'Tiger King' kicked the old man hard in the groin, and the old man howled in pain.

Japanese, damn it! I hate them the most. 'Tiger King' handed me a '.54' pistol. "Sixth Young Master, you decide what to do." Damn, this is forcing me to kill someone. I've chopped people before, but killing someone is a first for me.

Holding the pistol, I felt a chill run down my spine. I felt myself trembling, and I couldn't hold the gun steady. A dozen or so people were watching me. If I didn't kill him, I might be the one dead, or at least I'd be ruined.

I walked up to the old man, who cried, "Child, I know you're a good person. Please don't kill me, please let me go. I... I'll give you money, as much as you want... please..."

At that moment, "Tiger King" kicked him on the head. "Damn it, what do you take us Chinese for? Sixth Brother, the hatred between Chinese and Japanese has lasted for over a hundred years. If you're Chinese, you'd better watch yourself."

Hearing about the hatred between Japanese and Chinese, I felt a surge of courage and shot the old man in the head. "Die, you Japanese pig! Blame it on being Japanese!" *Bang!* His head exploded, his blood and brains spraying all over me.

I… I felt like throwing up. I turned and ran to the side, vomiting uncontrollably, bringing up yesterday's food. Then I started trembling all over.

"Tiger King" came to my side and patted my back. "Sixth Brother, feeling better? You've got guts. I almost cried the first time I killed someone. Go home and rest. Come to 'Thousand Men' tonight, it's on me." "Tiger King" and his men left. My men helped me into the car and drove home, while a few underlings cleaned up the scene.

We hadn't gone far when I yelled, "Stop the car, I…" and then I vomited on the ground.

Back home, my men changed my clothes, gave me a shower, and even gave me a sleeping pill. "Sixth Young Master, take some and go to sleep, or you won't be able to sleep."

I patted his shoulder gratefully. "Thank you."

I drifted off to sleep in bed. "Who...who called me? You...weren't you dead?"

The old Japanese man I killed during the day stood in front of me. "Why...why did you kill me...tell me!" he hissed menacingly.

I turned to grab my gun, but...where was my gun? "Help...help me...no...don't come any closer!" A scream jolted me awake from my nightmare.

Just then, five or six of my underlings rushed into my room. "Boss, what's up?"

I looked at them. "Nothing...nothing. What time is it?"

"Boss, it's 7 o'clock. 'Tiger King' just called and said he's waiting for you at 'Thousand Men'." My bodyguard, Lie Yun, said.

"Let's go to 'Thousand Men'."

I drove to the entrance of 'Thousand Men,' where many young men like me were waiting to enter. My bodyguard pushed through the crowd. Seeing that we weren't to be trifled with, few dared to say anything, at most muttering under their breath.

"Damn it, what did you say!" My bodyguard, seemingly having overheard something, yelled at a slick-looking young man.

Just then, a few men guarding the entrance ran over. "Sixth Young Master's here, what's up?"

I waved them off. "Let's go, I'm in a good mood today."

My bodyguard and I entered 'Thousand Men' and followed a manager to a large private room. "The bosses are all here, I... I'm late, sorry." Seeing the bosses were all there, I immediately bowed and apologized.

"Sixth, not bad." The boss said to me with a smile.

"What's not bad?" I was completely confused. I glanced at the TV and saw footage of me killing that old Japanese man.

I joked, "Boss, I threw up all afternoon, I felt terrible." The bosses laughed heartily.

"It's your first time, it's okay, you'll get used to it. Here, the boss has a gift for you, as a formal gift for joining the 'Tangren Society'." After saying that, the boss placed a box in front of me. I opened the box and saw a silver-white pistol. I didn't know what it was called, but it looked very familiar.

"Thanks, boss, but what's this called? What's this gun called?" My question made everyone laugh for a long time.

Fifth Brother 'Tiger King' laughed and said, "Aren't you into counter-terrorism? This is a 'Desert Eagle'. Next time, don't brag about how good you are at counter-terrorism, you don't even recognize a 'Desert Eagle'."

I held the gun, "B-Boss, how do you use it? Just pull the trigger, right?"

The boss patted my shoulder, "Kid, you have to learn as long as you live, but seeing that you're so inquisitive is a good sign. Tomorrow, take your brothers to the shooting range and have them teach you. Half of your life is in your brothers' hands, so you have to treat them well, or you won't even know when you're going to die. Understand?"

"Thank you for your guidance, boss, I understand." I nodded.

I spent the whole night partying with my friends, and I didn't go to school until noon the next day. You always run into the person you least want to see. I bumped into that bitch on campus. Afraid she'd recognize me, I ducked and ran. I

only breathed a sigh of relief when I thought I was safe. "Hey, why are you running? Scared? If you were scared, you wouldn't have been so aggressive that night." A woman's sweet voice rang out behind me. Damn it, I should have brought bodyguards to school.

"I...I'm scared of you...What do you want? Damn it! If you mess with me again...I...I'll sell you to Africa to work as a prostitute!" I shouted, trying to scare her.

"Eek (Korean), you're really ruthless! So heartless you don't want me anymore, huh, husband?" She grabbed my arm and rubbed it against me.

"Damn, I don't like 'flat-chested'. Look at your flat chest, it's not even as big as mine. Touching you is less satisfying than touching my own. Come back to me when your chest gets bigger." I turned and left the bitch behind.

Two weeks later, my fifth brother, "Changbai Tiger King," and I went to North Korea to pick up smuggled cars. We took over 70 henchmen and smuggled ourselves across the border between Longjing and North Korea. This side was my second brother Wang Hu's territory, and the North Korean border guards were also our trading partners, so we crossed smoothly.

Because it was winter, the river was frozen solid. We bought over 70 smuggled cars, mostly Japanese, German, and American. There was a large parking lot on the North Korean side, filled with all kinds of foreign cars, surrounded by North Korean troops. My fifth brother gave an officer a suitcase full of money, all in US dollars. I didn't ask how much, and we each got a car and drove towards the small river on the border.

As soon as we crossed the border, we saw the cars ahead stop, surrounded by People's Liberation Army soldiers pointing submachine guns at us. "Get out of the car, hands up, kneel on the ground!"

Damn it, bad luck, caught on my first business attempt. My fifth brother's voice came through my walkie-talkie: "Everyone do as they say, put your guns away. Sixth brother, come with me." I did as my fifth brother said and went to his side.

"Stop! Or we'll shoot!" I was so scared I knelt on the ground, frozen in place.

"That's my brother, let him come over." Fifth Brother's voice came from behind. I looked at the young soldier, and he gestured for me to come over.

I ran to Fifth Brother's side. "Fifth Brother."

Fifth Brother seemed to recognize the other man's leader. "Platoon Leader Li, this is my brother Hao Liu, also Second Brother's brother. He'll be running this route from now on. Sixth Brother, get acquainted, this is Platoon Leader Li. We'll have to work together a lot in the future."

I reached out and shook hands with Platoon Leader Li. "Brother Li."

Platoon Leader Li patted me. "What a coincidence! Turns out we're on the same side. Well, brothers, let's go first. I'm going back to eat potatoes with my brothers."

Fifth Brother turned around and took out 50,000 RMB from the car, handing it to Platoon Leader Li. "Here, Xiao Li, take this. Let the brothers have something good to eat. Come to Yanji sometime, and I'll make sure you're well taken care of."

Platoon Leader Li hesitated, "Brother, what if our boss finds out?"

Fifth Brother patted him on the shoulder. "What are you saying, brother? Take it. Otherwise, you're not giving me face."

Platoon Leader Li smiled and took the money. "Thanks, Fifth Brother. Goodbye, Liu Zi. I'm going back now. Did you guys see the smugglers we were lying in ambush today?"

The soldiers shouted, "No, sir."

Platoon Leader Li said, "Fall back, go back and rest."

The soldiers watched our convoy drive away. Platoon Leader Li waved to me, and I waved back. We drove all the way to a hilltop, where there was an air-raid shelter at the foot of the hill. The shelter's door opened, and it was completely empty. We parked our cars inside, and the 70-plus people took other cars with license plates back to Yanji.

On the way, I asked Fifth Brother, "Will it be okay if no one guards it?"

Fifth Brother patted me, "Sixth Brother, you've learned something new again, haven't you? That's the army's, and your Second Brother's men guard it year-round. It's extremely safe."

After resting at home for a while, Fifth Brother and I went to Jilin. I heard that the boss of the "Cools" disco there needed some weapons. We arrived in Jilin in his Cadillac. The weather in Jilin was so cold! Luckily, I stayed in the car the whole time.

Upon arriving at the entrance of 'Cools,' several burly men led us into a secret room inside. A man with a crew cut sat on the sofa, and as soon as we entered, he stood up. "Fifth Brother is here. And who is this?"

Fifth Brother immediately introduced me: "This is our little brother, Hao Liu, Lao Liu. This is the head of Jilin, called 'Brother Long.'"

I immediately extended my hand, "Hello, Brother Long."

Brother Long looked at me, "Little brother, not very old, you have a bright future ahead of you."

Then Brother Long waved his hand, and all the bodyguards in the room left. Fifth Brother also dismissed our bodyguards, leaving only the three of us sitting together in the room.

"Fifth Brother, we're in a little trouble now, we need some weapons," Brother Long said in a low voice.

Fifth Brother nodded and said, "Brother Long, we've heard about it too. Just tell us what you want, but you have to pay first, that's our rule."

Brother Long nodded. "Fifth Brother, I want 15 AK rifles, 20 pistols, 50 grenades, and 5,000 rounds of ammunition, but… you have to keep some as collateral, you know that's the rule too."

Fifth Brother looked at me, and I immediately said, "Okay, I'll leave it here. Fifth Brother, you'd better hurry back."

Fifth Brother looked at me, "Good brother, I won't keep you waiting long, Brother Long. Let me make this clear, if even a hair on my brother's head is missing…" "My 'Tangrenhui' won't give up."

Brother Long patted Fifth Brother, "Fifth Brother, don't worry, I'll make sure your brother has a good time these next few days."

Fifth Brother said to me, "Sixth Brother, wait for me, I'll be right back. Brother Long, you're in charge of my brother."

Fifth Brother turned to leave, and Brother Long stood up, "Fifth Brother, aren't you going to play a little longer?"

Fifth Brother turned back and said, "My brother is waiting for me to pick him up, it's not too late to play after I deliver the goods."

After Fifth Brother left, he called me every day to ask how it went. I said it was good, and he said he was preparing the goods and would come to pick me up as soon as they were ready, telling me not to worry. During the few days I stayed at Brother Long's place, I learned that he was going to fight a big local gang for the boss position, and he had added 20 armed bodyguards to my side. But

things didn't go as planned. On my third day in Jilin, when I went to a Korean restaurant, a Russian woman walked up to our private room and easily and silently killed several of Brother Long's henchmen outside. The door opened, and she opened fire on me with an Uzi submachine gun. The closest bodyguard of Brother Long used his massive body to shield me, and several others drew their pistols.

I yelled, "Alive!" A bullet struck her gun-wielding hand. Her gun fell to the ground, and a bodyguard grabbed her from behind.

We took her back to Brother Long's place, then sent the wounded bodyguards to Brother Long's hospital, and gave the dead a proper burial. Because those bodyguards had risked their lives to protect me, I only suffered minor injuries.

The next day, Brother Wu arrived in Jilin with over a hundred men and their weapons. The three of us went to the basement and saw the female assassin hanging from the wall. Her clothes were gone, leaving only streaks of wounds and blood. The more I looked at this bitch, the angrier I became. I picked up a spiked club from the ground and started hitting her. This bitch seemed to have been trained; even after being tortured for a day, she remained tight-lipped and wouldn't say a word. Loyal enough, I liked that.

Fifth Brother looked at Long Brother, "You've tried everything?"

Long Brother shook his head, "I've fucking tried everything, but this bitch is stubborn as hell."

"Since she doesn't like to talk, just cut her tongue out," Fifth Brother said coldly.

We went upstairs, and a short guy ran over, "Long Brother, she's a Russian assassin hired by Fatty Liu." Fatty Liu was the person Long Brother was going to deal with, and our informant also ran over and said the same thing to me.

Brother Long said, "Fifth Brother, I'm really sorry to have startled Sixth Brother. Here's 500,000 as compensation for Sixth Brother's shock."

Fifth Brother waved his hand, "Brother Long, this isn't just between you and Fatty Liu anymore, it's also between my 'Tangrenhui' and him."

Seeing how good the two older brothers were to me, I said, "Brother Long, I'll add another 1 million to this 500,000 as a funeral allowance for our deceased brothers. Can you give me that woman?"

Brother Long looked at me, "Okay, Sixth Brother is a true friend. You can handle that woman. I won't ask you for your 1 million. Damn it, I'll definitely get Fatty Liu's head back for you."

Two days later, our group of over two hundred people arrived at a villa in the suburbs of Jilin with weapons and quickly wiped out everyone inside and outside. We then disposed of the scene as if it were a gas leak. We took Fatty Liu's head to the graves of our deceased brothers to pay our respects.

After returning to Yanji, I left the assassin at home. The bosses were also very satisfied with my performance this time.

Back home, I stripped the female assassin I'd been raising for over a month naked, pried open her mouth to find there was no tongue, and shaved off all her pubic hair. I slapped her several times, saying, "Bitch, remember, your life is mine." She nodded, looking at me. I licked the still-visible whip marks on her body, pressing them hard with my hands, causing her to tremble in pain.

I patted her body, "Go wash your asshole." Surprisingly, she understood. She got off the bed, grabbed a thick syringe from my drawer, and went to the bathroom. A long time passed, and the bitch, seemingly finished showering, came back in, soaking wet, and lay down on the bed.

"You understand Chinese?"

She nodded. I was captivated by her alluring appearance. With a forceful push, I pinned her to the bed, straddled her, and bit her large breasts. Unable to speak, she could only moan, "Mmm...mmm..."

Her breasts were much bigger than the other girl's, and her vagina was much wider, which made me lose interest. In a fit of anger, I put a fake black dildo I'd bought on my lower abdomen and used the fake one to fuck her vagina, while using the real one to fuck her anus. Her anus felt much better than her vagina; it gripped me so tightly it felt amazing. After a few thrusts, her juices started flowing, and she grabbed my head, shaking her body wildly. In the end, I gave in first.

I sat on the toilet, head down, smoking, while she stood beside me, gesturing that she needed to pee. I pointed to the bathtub next to me, "Go pee over there, I want to watch you pee." She whined at me for a while, then I slapped her butt, "Go quickly, I have things to do later." She stood in the bathtub watching me pee, playfully winking. I was completely exhausted, otherwise I definitely would have fucked her.

I gave her a black sheer dress, letting her wear nothing underneath, and placed a pistol inside her thigh. Sitting in the car, I asked, "What's your name?"

She wrote on a piece of paper: 'Natasha.'

"Oh, from now on you'll be my bodyguard. You'll have to protect me with your life," I said, nodding to her. She looked at me and nodded back.

We arrived at the boss's "thousand-person" venue and sat in a dark corner, watching the striptease on stage and the wildly thrashing crowd below. I sipped my cola, touching Natasha's thigh beside me. A moment later, a woman approached me. Natasha put her hand on her gun and looked at the woman. Only when she got closer did I realize it was that bitch. I patted Natasha, "It's okay, I know her."

The bitch walked up to me, "Oh, so you have a foreign girl now. Honey, you won't leave me, will you? Look at my breasts, aren't they much bigger

than before?" She then sat down next to me. I smiled and touched her breasts, "Hmm, much bigger than before. Have you been taking pills?"

She looked at me, "For you, what's a little pill-taking?"

I made her sit on my lap and started groping her body. This bitch said to me, "Honey, what's your name? My name is Jin Meiyan." She then took off her bra and let my hand rest on her breasts.

I went up and bit her. "No surgery? Take off your pants too. Look at my bodyguard, he's way more open than you."

Women are afraid of being told they're not as good as other women. Mei Yan looked at Natasha's clothes and, seeing nothing underneath, took off her underwear in front of Natasha. I put her underwear in her purse, pulled my pants down to my lap, and pulled Mei Yan onto my lap, inserting my penis into her vagina. Mei Yan's vagina was much tighter than Natasha's. Mei Yan was facing me, and as I bit her breasts, her whole body moved up and down with my thrusts.

"Wife, my name is Hao Yongpeng," I whispered to Mei Yan.

She also whispered, "Yongpeng... bite... oh... it feels so good... husband... I... I love you... I... I'm willing to do anything for you..." I wasn't moved at all, because a whore's words are rarely true.

I glanced at Natasha; perhaps because she wasn't satisfied earlier, she was fiddling with her vulva, her mouth agape in an "O" shape. Just then, a dancer approached. Natasha was the first to snap out of it, staring intently at the dancer. The dancer stood on my table and began a sensual, provocative dance. I continued having sex with Meiyan while watching, stopping her several times as she tried to turn away. Finally, the dancer stripped naked, placing her panties in front of me. Meiyan couldn't hold back any longer,

"You...you slut...didn't you see...coming here to seduce...seduce my man." Just as I was about to ejaculate, Meiyan suddenly stood up, "I...I'm going to throw up," and ran away. I gestured for Natasha to follow her.

After the two women left, I said to the dancer, "I'm about to cum, but you've angered him and he's left. What do you suggest?"

My bodyguard glared at her. She knelt on the ground, "Let me do it," she said, giving me a seductive look as she performed oral sex. I ejaculated in no time, and she drank it all, licking her lips. "I'm leaving now. Come visit me sometime, I work here. Your girlfriend's here, bye-bye." After the flirtatious dancer left, Meiyan and Natasha returned. Meiyan

hugged me, "Honey, will you take me home?" I got up and took the two women home in a car. When we reached the door, the dancer blew me a kiss.

(III)

I've been living a very happy life in the underworld for almost a year, sitting in charge of Lao Liu's gang. My brothers are loyal, I have money, and I have beautiful women around me. Ah! Life is so wonderful.

One night, I was driving my Mercedes 500 on a country road, smelling the faint scent of flowers and grass. It felt so good. Touching the beautiful woman beside me, thinking about yesterday's European Champions League, I suddenly shouted, "Long live AC Milan!" The bodyguards in the car and the beautiful woman beside me looked at me like I was a monster.

"Damn it, what are you looking at? Drive carefully." I laughed and scolded.

A few Toyotas sped past, but I paid them no mind, intending to close my eyes and take a nap. Suddenly, my Mercedes slammed on the brakes, nearly throwing me out.

"What's going on?!" I exclaimed, looking back at the Toyotas blocking the road, several masked men firing submachine guns at us. My driver frantically reversed, and the cars behind followed suit. With a crash, the car behind us collided with another Toyota, blocking us from both sides. "

Rat-a-tat-tat..."

The piercing sound of submachine guns tore through the quiet night. My first instinct was to drop to the ground. Natasha, on top of me, began to return fire, and soon her men carved a bloody path through the flank. Natasha pulled me out of the car and dragged me towards the sorghum field.

I was so terrified my legs went weak; I didn't even have the strength to stand, let alone run. After the last bodyguard beside me was shot and fell to the ground, Natasha gestured for me to run. I knew I was doomed if I didn't run, so I abandoned Natasha and ran frantically into the sorghum field. Friendship? Loyalty? Life was everything. When you're dead, you lose everything.

I'd always been last in races since I was a kid, but in a situation like this, I could run faster than a world champion. I ran for my life… ran… until I could no longer hear the gunshots behind me.

I hid in the sorghum field for a whole day and night before daring to come out. I secretly went to an unknown village and borrowed a phone to call my brothers to come pick me up. I hid in a large haystack for three hours, it was stuffy and hot. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard the sound of a car. I peeked out and saw more than thirty people get out. One of them looked familiar. Looking closer, I realized it was Fifth Brother.

I called out to him from the haystack, my voice almost crying: "Fifth Brother!… I'm here!" I called out to them, and Fifth Brother and a few brothers ran over and pulled me out.

"Sixth Brother, what happened?" Fifth Brother asked, grabbing my shoulder.

I cried, "I don't know... Several Toyotas surrounded us and started shooting at us. The brothers were scattered, and I managed to escape here by myself... How come no one made it back alive?"

Fifth Brother came up and slapped me twice, making my vision blur.

"Sixth Brother! Don't cry! You're acting like a woman! Come on, let's go back and talk."

Fifth Brother and I took a car back to Yanji. The boss told me to recuperate in the hospital, saying he would handle the rest.

I stayed in a VIP ward at the hospital. Actually, I didn't have any serious injuries, just some superficial wounds. There were five or six bodyguards standing outside the door. Lying in the hospital bed, I tossed and turned, bored, so I watched Hong Kong movies like "God of Gamblers." Oh, so I could wear protective gear under my clothes, what a good idea.

I was a man of action, so I took some people out to look for usable items, and when I got back to the ward, I closed the door and got to work on it myself. Three days later, my creation was finished—a custom-made bulletproof vest. I wore a steel plate underneath, then the vest itself, and in the shirt's chest pocket, I put a deck of cards—the last card being a small steel plate.

After putting on the whole set, I looked at myself—it looked pretty good, except I looked much fatter. I put the whole set on a chair and fired two shots with an AK. Heh, sure enough, it didn't penetrate. That's it, my best protection.

Even in the hospital, I have to wear it. My two-week hospital stay passed quickly. That night, I was back at the boss's disco. Everyone said, "Sixth Brother, you've gained a lot of weight in two weeks!"

I quickly nodded and said, "Yeah, bro!"

There, I saw Meiyan again, whom I hadn't seen for days. That bitch was drinking with a bunch of men and women. I walked over, and she immediately ran over and hugged me.

"Honey, where have you been lately? Long time no see, did you miss me?" Damn it! Who would miss her? A piece of trash.

"Of course I missed you, honey. Do I look like I've gained weight again?" I asked her back.

"Yeah, you've gained weight again, but I like it!" Meiyan said coquettishly. I didn't have time to play with her. "Honey, I have something to do today. I'll come see you when I have time. Bye-bye." I turned and ran away.

I was drinking cola and listening to music in a dark corner. "Sixth Young Master, Natasha's back," a subordinate whispered in my ear.

"Natasha? She's alive? Call her over." My God, she's still alive?! Amazing!

A moment later, Natasha came to my side, nestling against me like a Persian cat. I knew she couldn't speak, so I stroked her body. "Baby, it's good you're alive," I comforted her, feigning seriousness.

Although I didn't know how hard she had to get back, I wouldn't completely trust her. I didn't even fully trust my own parents, let alone her. I told her everything after the breakup, omitting my current gear; I just mentioned I'd gained weight.

That evening, I was bored and wanted to hang out with Meiyan. So we drove to her house, and when we arrived, her light was on. I quickly went up, knocked on the door, but there was no response. I pushed the door open—it wasn't locked! So Natasha and I quietly went inside. The floor was covered in men's and women's clothing, and we could hear sounds of a man and woman having sex coming from the bedroom.

We gently opened the door a crack and saw a black man lying on the bed, Meiyan sitting on his penis with her back to us, and a voluptuous girl sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes half-closed. The black man was licking her vagina.

Damn it! She's cheating on me! I'm furious—wait, I have nothing to do with her! Let's get out of here, don't disturb their fun.

On the way back, Natasha looked at me and gestured for me to kill him.

"Oh, no. I'm not that petty, haha. I'm very generous."

I gently stroked her and coaxed her to sleep. I'm not that kind of person. When I got home, I had my men find out who these bastards were who tried to kill me.

A few days later, we found out that the people who tried to kill me were a Korean ethnic group from Yanbian called "The Koreans." Damn it! It really infuriated me! We decided to kill them.

Unexpectedly, they came to me first, saying they wanted to apologize. Damn it! I'm not stupid! I'm not going. But for some reason, the boss insisted I go meet them. What could I do? That's life in the underworld; I had to follow his orders.

They arranged to meet me in a private room at a hotel, so I took over 20 men and Natasha there. When we arrived, I could only take two people in; the rest of them waited outside. Being under a low eaves, I had to keep my head down. So I took Natasha and a bodyguard inside.

The room was empty; everyone's weapons were outside. There were seven people inside, three from each side, plus a middleman. Just in case, I put on all my gear and even added a few blood bags, just in case. I also left some men and snipers not far away, to take them out if I didn't come out by the appointed time. I came only after everything was prepared; of course, I wouldn't tell anyone.

We sat facing each other, and the middleman spoke first: "I invited everyone here today to resolve a small misunderstanding between us. I don't want anything to go wrong. Once you're outside the building, feel free to do as you please, okay?"

"Okay!" both sides replied immediately.

I spoke first: "Brother Jin, what happened that day? I almost couldn't make it. Can you tell me?"

A Korean man in his forties looked at me and said, "Hao Liu, which day? I don't know!"

I immediately realized this wasn't an apology, but a trap.

"Brother Jin, you're not joking, are you? Looks like there's nothing to talk about. Let's go!" I stood up to leave.

He glanced at his watch. "Haha, Hao Liu, just kidding, how come you have no sense of humor? Hahaha."

I had no choice but to sit down again and said, "Brother Jin, what do you mean? I don't have time to play games with you!"

That bastard kept rambling on for a while, even talking about the Yanbian team. I was dizzy! But he kept checking his watch. I sensed something was wrong. Suddenly, he reached under the table, and a pistol appeared, firing two shots at my bodyguard—no! Why didn't he shoot me first? And Natasha had already checked the room, so how come there are still weapons?

Oh no! Something's wrong! Sure enough, at the most crucial moment, Natasha fired two shots into my chest. Due to the recoil, I fell to the ground, my chest tight. The blood bag hidden in my clothes had ruptured, and the dye inside was gushing out. I pretended to fall down too, staring intently at Natasha, not saying a word.

Please don't shoot me in the head—I prayed silently.

Sure enough, Natasha seemed to know Jin very well and fled the scene. The middleman was with them. Then there was a burst of gunfire outside. I didn't dare move, waiting until the gunfire stopped, but no one came to check on me. Then I heard police sirens. Run!

I got up, ran to the bathroom, took off my clothes, and secretly escaped through the back window. I saw that the bullets had only pierced through the playing cards and clothes, leaving a small mark on my bulletproof vest. The steel plate was fine. What a brilliant idea! I have to admit my cleverness.

Since I was going to go all the way, I hid my equipment and shot myself in the shoulder. OMG! That hurt like hell! I'm never playing this game again. Half-dead, I called my underlings outside to come and get me.

That night, I sat with my bosses in an abandoned building, still injured. My underlings brought Jin and Natasha to us. After a beating, we learned that Jin was Liu Pangzi's brother, and he was avenging his brother. Natasha was with me because she needed to complete a mission, but she hadn't had a good opportunity. She was captured by Jin's men and that's when she came up with this plan. Damn, women are so vicious. Luckily, I'm afraid of death, or I really would be. But I can't tell this secret.

"Damn it, if I weren't lucky, I'd be dead by you guys today, you bitches!" I said, kicking them twice. I didn't want them to die easily, so I asked the boss for them.

"Sixth Brother, be ruthless. If you hadn't been soft-hearted last time, this wouldn't have happened," the eldest brother reminded me.

"Thanks for the reminder, big brother, don't worry," I said fiercely.

Wait, it seems these old foxes knew this wasn't good all along, which is why they sent me to negotiate. Damn! You guys are ruthless, otherwise how could they all have been caught? Looks like experience counts. I'll have to be careful next time.

After leaving them behind, we went back to the eldest brother's company for a meeting. Thanks to my quick thinking, we took down our last rival in Yanbian, so the gang promoted me to sixth place and sent me on a trip abroad with Fourth Brother to develop business there.

A week later, I contacted a human organ smuggler. While I was having sex with Meiyan, a white man came to visit me. "Who is it? I don't know any white people. Let him in!" I ordered my men.

In the back room, I saw him, over 1.8 meters tall, with blond curly hair and deep-set eyes.

"Friend, I'm Mike. I heard you have something to sell?" His Chinese was quite good.

“Yes, I have them, but how are you going to put them on? Don’t talk about the price, I don’t know. One million US dollars for an Eastern man and a Western woman, and all their organs are yours. No bargaining!”

He looked at me. “I need to see the goods first.”

“Okay.” I agreed immediately.

After taking him to see Brother Jin and Natasha, he said he needed them to examine them first, and I agreed immediately. So he and his men went to inspect the goods. I sat with him in my living room and called over the girl who was with Meiyan that night to chat, drink, and have sex.

At first, he was more reserved than I was. This wouldn’t do; I wanted to do business with him often. So I stripped Meiyan’s sister, Meihua, naked and threw her to Mike.

“Don’t be shy, this is my wife’s sister.”

Mike was still too reserved, and I couldn't do anything about it. Unexpectedly, Meihua was even more of a slut than her sister, wriggling around Mike, her huge breasts rubbing against him until he blushed. Meihua pulled out Mike's penis, "Oh, sister, look how big it is! It's so much bigger than brother-in-law's!"

Damn! It was both embarrassing and infuriating, but his was definitely much bigger than mine. Meiyan stared at Mike's penis, "Go away, you brat, stop talking about your brother-in-law. I like his, go play with yours!" I knew Meiyan was also tempted, but if I gave it all to Mike, what would I play with?

The old hand was right. Mike asked me, "Do you need something made bigger? I can help you, but I'll charge you for the cost." Damn! The deal's already done.

"No, not right now, thank you. I'll contact you again if I really need it."

After an hour, Mike received a phone call and gave me one million dollars. Looks like the deal was done.

"Come on, cheers! But I'll keep the corpses as a souvenir!"

Mike gave a thumbs up. "OK!"

So everyone stopped being reserved. Mike's cock was splashing water all over Meihua's pussy, making her moan wantonly. We had the two women face us, their heads touching. While fucking the pair of Korean sisters, we chatted about future deals. The two sisters weren't idle either, kissing each other and grabbing each other's breasts. We didn't disturb their enjoyment.

After a while, we asked for some cream and food. We smeared the cream on the women's bodies and then put the food on top. This way, we fucked them while enjoying the food. The two women ate while moaning lewdly. It seemed very easy for them.

Mike and I left the lewd sisters, covered in cream, food, and semen, in the house and went to the basement. There, we found two empty corpses lying there, still bloody. So I ordered someone to put them in an oil drum, fill it with cement, and throw them into the sea in Hunchun to fill the sea.

After seeing Mike off, I stayed home that night, taking the two wanton sisters with me. At dusk, I sat on the lawn in front of my house watching the sunset, their two white bodies frolicking beside me. I walked them like dogs, stopping to watch every passing car – that was when I was most excited. I would grab one of them and fuck her hard. At first, they resisted, but under my strict discipline, they got used to it and even started to enjoy it.

I wasn't alone; I often trained them with my older brother and subordinates, sometimes letting them wear only a thin dress and taking them shopping or to nightclubs to swap girlfriends. I discovered I enjoyed watching my women being fucked; I wanted to squeeze every last drop of value from them, so I filmed many videos and sold them abroad and in southern China.

A few days before leaving the country, I got tired of them and sold the two sisters, whom I had trained as sex slaves, to a South Korean old man. The old man gave them some US dollars and took them back to South Korea for his own pleasure. I also made a South Korean friend, not bad, worth it.

(IV) Foreign Affairs

One morning, my fourth brother and I boarded a plane to North Korea with an inspection team. Before long, we arrived over Pyongyang, North Korea, where we were received by the North Korean Minister of Development.

In the North Korean conference room, I chatted with my fourth brother and them for a long time, but I didn't know what they were talking about. It wasn't until evening that my fourth brother and I were invited to a private gathering place, a small villa, with heavily guarded North Korean troops outside. We were checked three times before we were allowed to enter, accompanied by an adjutant.

Once inside, I felt the difference from the outside. On the way here, I saw many civilians who were starving and emaciated, but the soldiers and police were all healthy, and the high-ranking officials were all fat and bloated. It seems that they are the parasites of the people. Thinking about it, the situation in China is not much better than theirs.

When we entered the inner room, a large living room appeared before us. My fourth brother and I sat on a leather sofa and waited for each other to arrive. Bored out of my mind, I looked at the furniture and appliances in the room. The appliances were all made in China, but the furniture looked very familiar. I looked at the manufacturer—damn, it was from my dad's factory! No wonder

it looked familiar. A moment later, a fat old man, as big as a pig, came up to us. Behind him was a beautiful woman. My fourth

brother immediately stood up, extended his hand, and said in Korean, "General Li, hello, long time no see." The man hugged my fourth brother back. "Haha, Brother Zhang, long time no see, how have you been? And this is…?"

My fourth brother immediately introduced, "This is my brother Hao Liu. Your furniture was given to you by his father."

I immediately extended my hand, "General Li, hello."

The man smiled and walked over to hug me. "Oh, hello, your furniture is really sturdy. Six of us can sleep on the bed and it's fine no matter what we do."

I was stunned. Five out of the six were women. The old man was even more impressive than me. I glanced at the woman behind him. Good heavens, I almost drooled. She was fucking gorgeous, with a great figure and a beautiful face.

As I stared, Fourth Brother tugged at me, "Sixth Brother, don't lose your composure."

"I...I'm sorry..." I immediately sat down on the sofa.

The old man looked at me, then at the beautiful woman, "Haha, it's alright. Young people, who doesn't like women? Kid, I like your straightforwardness."

We sat on the sofa discussing future transactions, prices, and locations. I didn't hear a thing, my eyes glued to the beautiful woman. What was infuriating was that she didn't even glance at me. Am I really that unattractive? Damn it.

The old man waved his hand, and an even younger and prettier girl came in. Holy crap, this old guy has so many beauties! My nose was practically bleeding. The old man asked us, "What would you two like to drink? Don't be shy, I have everything."

We ordered two cups of tea.

Damn, the tea served was all good tea. After checking that no one was around, Fourth Brother asked, "General Li, we want to open a casino in North Korea with Li Ka-shing. Of course, your reward won't be small, and we'll need your army for protection."

General Li took a sip of tea. "That's difficult, but not too difficult either; it just requires bribing a lot of people."

Fourth Brother glanced at me, and I immediately opened the briefcase beside me. Fourth Brother pointed to the money inside and said, "General, this 5 million is for bribing people. We'll give you 1% of the casino's profits. There will also be a year-end bonus, how about that?"

General Li thought for a moment. "You guys play first, I'll make a call. By the way, how much will you give to the government? Haiyan, have a few people keep them company."

Fourth Brother thought for a moment. "I'll give you 20% of the profits in total; I don't care how you divide it."

A little while later, six young and beautiful North Korean women came to our side. North Korean women are almost all natural, unlike the artificially created women of South Korea. There's a saying: "North Korean women, South Korean handsome men."

Several beautiful women flirted around me and Fourth Brother for a long time. Then I saw Fourth Brother had already taken off his clothes and was having sex with two women. My penis wasn't even responding. Damn, am I sick? The little girl under me was licking and touching me, which only made me more disgusted. It was so boring.

After a while, a European porn movie was playing on TV. Even seeing big-breasted beauties didn't bother me. I closed my eyes and pinched the breasts of the two beauties hard, enjoying the little girl's oral sex, listening to Fourth Brother and the other women's moans. To be honest, I felt nothing at all and was almost asleep.

"Sixth Brother, what's wrong? Why aren't these ones to your liking? Maybe ask if there are any more mature ones?" Fourth Brother asked me with concern.

"No, it's not that I feel like throwing up whenever I see women." I remained silent. It was too boring. I'd better find some movies to watch myself. So I started looking for movies, first a gay one that didn't really get me going, then I'll watch this one.

When I took it out, I was like, "Holy crap, a ladyboy!" I actually got an erection. Oh no! I've suddenly become interested in ladyboys and men! I was so frustrated. Lying on the sofa, I fantasized about being a woman or a ladyboy being fucked.

My penis got bigger too. That shameless little sister called out to me at my happiest moment, "Wow, your penis is so big!"

I was like, "Damn it!" I pushed her away. "Damn it, I know my penis is small. I don't need your flattery, you slut."

At this point, the room was quiet, everyone was looking at me.

"What's wrong? Not to your liking?" General Li asked as he walked upstairs.

I immediately replied, "No, General, I'm just in a bad mood."

General Li and Fourth Brother discussed it for a while, and then we went back to the hotel.

On the way, Fourth Brother kept asking me what was wrong. I couldn't tell him. Fourth Brother stared at me with wide eyes, "Sixth Brother, are you alright? Fourth Brother doesn't like...male homosexuality."

I was stunned. What was he thinking?

"Fourth Brother, I don't like messing around with you either, but your mistress is pretty good, hehe..."

Fourth Brother punched me. "Damn it, you've got your eye on me? I'll let you have a taste when we get home."

Back at the hotel, I ran into my room, locked the door, and turned on the computer. What am I supposed to do? I can only access a few websites. I

had no choice but to call the waiter to help me. Looking at this young man, I started to get excited. I secretly reached out and touched his butt. Oh, it feels better than a woman's. He blushed, looked at me, turned around, and ran away without even asking for a tip. Hehe, I'm left with nothing.

I went to an adult picture website. Looking at the women in it made me nauseous, but looking at the transvestites and men made me excited. I closed the window and took the dildo I had brought with me, which I had originally intended to use on women. It seems this one will be used on myself. I washed my butt and lay on the table, looking at the transvestite pictures and fantasizing about being one myself. I took off my clothes, my penis dangling in front of me. Holding the dildo in one hand, I gritted my teeth and thrust it in.

Oh my god, it hurt so much! I was jumping around the room clutching my butt. The pain subsided after a while, but because of my perverted mind, I kept watching and inserting myself. After a few minutes, I got used to it and started to like my penis. It got quite hard, and the excessive excitement made me lie down and fall asleep right after ejaculating.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that the dildo was still stuck in my anus, and there were traces of dried semen on the computer screen. Never mind, I'm leaving today. I'm going to Russia and visit my dad on the way.

My fourth brother and I flew to Moscow, Russia, and he gave me a day off. I wandered around the shopping streets with my translator. Hehe, I went into a sex shop. There was only one male salesperson inside. He immediately came over to introduce his products when he saw us. I looked for a long time but didn't find anything I liked, so I was about to leave.

He immediately said that there were some good ones inside. We went into the back room and saw that my mentor had a lot of SM products. After browsing around, I bought a few pieces of sexy women's underwear and nipple rings. After paying, we wandered around the mall for a while, buying some women's clothes and stockings, before returning to the hotel. The translator kept asking if I wanted prostitutes; they had all kinds. I told him I'd call him when I did.

Back in the room, I took off my clothes, put on women's underwear, inserted my own penis inside, then put on fishnet stockings, high heels, a wig, and makeup. My breasts already looked like a woman's, so I didn't need to pretend. I went out for a stroll. Unexpectedly, many people approached me on the street, young and old, but I couldn't understand what they were saying.

Back at the hotel, I started searching online for places that offered transgender surgery. It seemed Thailand was the best, but the US had even better technology.

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