Volume 3 Brothers Chapter 03 Anti-rape
Five hundred years of exile in the mortal world has become a game
Breaking through the vast ocean for three thousand miles is the way to freedom
"Shi Tou, do you know how much money Fourth Uncle has?"
Chen Shitou opened his eyes wide and looked at the two sentences written by the spear master. Except for the three and five, he could not recognize any other words. He shook his head and smiled at the spear master, "Fourth uncle, your handwriting is really good. It is not worse than the handwriting of the account holder in Banpo."
The gun master looked at his calligraphy with some pride, quite proud of it, the handwriting was like chicken chop, crooked and ugly, but Shitou really knew what was good, the calligraphy was just fucking scribbling. "Shitou, your uncle has a lot of money now... For example, if you eat three or four meals a day, and you eat four meals a day, and each meal costs twenty yuan, then your uncle can now let you eat 100 million meals, do you know how much 100 million is? It's enough for you to eat for 25 million days, enough for you to eat for almost a thousand years!"
Shitou grinned and said, "I won't live for a thousand years. Does Fourth Uncle really have so much money?" The spear chief looked at Shitou very proudly and said, "I am the richest man in Banpo. If you follow me, I will find you dozens of wives. I will let you eat delicious food every day and wear the best clothes!"
Shitou said, "Then let's share some with other relatives. We can't finish it anyway."
The gun captain cursed, "You son of a bitch, you are so useless that you can't keep the fortune. I worked so hard to earn this money, and who would give me a penny when I was poor? Damn it, you are such a stupid bastard, come on and have a drink with me." He called Zhang Liqiu and said that he would take Shi Tou out for a walk and would not be coming home for dinner.
Shitou is very afraid of Gunzhang now. He is in the Sanda crash course and is treated as a punching bag by the coach. He is beaten every day, but this also makes his hands and feet more and more flexible. It has only been half a month and his eyes have become a little sharp. Gunzhang is very happy to see this. He throws a thousand yuan to the coach and asks him to continue to hit Shitou hard. What is his identity now? A billionaire! Of course he will not go to teach others to practice martial arts or anything like that.
He drove Shitou to a farmhouse on the outskirts of the city and ordered seven or eight dishes. Except for a bowl of vegetarian dishes, they were all meat. The two of them drank one piece after another. Shitou's alcohol tolerance was no match for the gun captain. Before he finished a bottle of wine, Shitou fell down. The gun captain ordered another bottle. He squinted his eyes, smiled foolishly, and drank slowly. He was so eager that he wanted to yell at everyone he saw: I have billions now! He suppressed his desire and kept pouring wine into his neck. After the second bottle, the gun captain felt a little dizzy and his whole body was light. He waved to call the boss to settle the bill. For the first time in his life, he generously took out two hundred yuan and threw it on the table. He waved his hand happily and said, "No need to change, no need to change, I have money now..."
Unexpectedly, the boss said to the gunman cheerfully: "Boss, your total is two hundred and fifteen dollars, and you only gave two hundred..."
The gun master stared at the other person blankly with his eyes wide open. The boss was a little nervous, but still said, "You are still short of fifteen dollars." The gun master laughed like a child, "I'm drunk, and two people ate so much? Are you trying to rip me off?"
The boss quickly brought the bill to the gun captain, who was wavering, unable to focus his eyes on the list. He said breathlessly, "I say, this thing of yours is shaking around! Hold it! Don't move it! I'm educated and can read! My nephew is illiterate!"
Seeing that the gun captain was so drunk, the boss had to smile bitterly and said, "Thank you, boss. Just give me two hundred. You don't have to pay anymore. Goodbye!" The gun captain nodded and laughed foolishly, "I won't let you suffer, brother! You are very honest, I like you!" He put his arm around the boss's shoulders and breathed a mouthful of alcohol. The boss looked at the gun captain with a helpless look and kept smiling.
The gun captain slowly took out the briefcase and took out all the money inside, about two or three thousand yuan, and stuffed it into the boss's hand: "Here! You are very loyal, you are a good brother, ah! You are a brother, I can't bear to see you in such a difficult situation, take this money, come to me again if it's not enough!" The boss looked at the gun captain with a bitter face, and the other drinkers laughed and cheered to the boss: "Take it, it's my kindness as a brother!"
The boss chased after him and saw the gunman open the car door. How could he still drive? He quickly asked two men to hold the gunman back, then turned around and shouted to the hall: "Master Yang, Master Yang!" A greasy middle-aged man ran out. The boss said anxiously: "Drive this brother and send him back. This is the money he paid. Pack it up. He must pay it back when he arrives. Then take out the taxi fare and take a taxi back."
There are often people who get drunk here, and it is always the shopping driver surnamed Yang who helps to send them home. Seeing that the gun chief's eyes were wide open and the corners of his mouth were full of white foam, he shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely send him home." He took the money, threw the stone on the back seat, and then with the help of the waiter, put the gun chief on the passenger seat. Master Yang bent down and got into the car, found the car keys from the gun chief, started the ignition, and then drove out slowly. The gun chief kept yelling, "The speed is 80 miles per hour, too slow, that son of a bitch dared to overtake my car!" His hands and feet kept shaking, as if he was driving the car. It was the first time that Master Yang had encountered such a treasure, so he asked softly, "Where is the boss's home?"
The spear leader laughed and said, "I regard the world as my home, and all the people in the world are my brothers. You are also a good brother. I will treat you to a prostitute later! If you are a brother , come with me. I will treat you to a prostitute. You can choose whatever you want. I have plenty of money!"
Yang was tempted when he heard this. Although he was drunk, he spoke the truth. He was just a part-time worker, earning at most a thousand yuan a month. After sending the money back home, he had no money left for such a thing. But he had been out for almost half a year, and he was really tempted when he thought about it, so he encouraged him, "Brother, you are really a good friend. Tell me, where should we go to whorehouse?"
The spear chief laughed dryly a few times, then looked straight at Master Yang: "You say! Where do you want to go for whoring? Don't be afraid of the price! Wherever you want to go, go there tonight! And Shitou, Shitou! Damn it, I'm calling you! Shitou..." Master Yang hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother, stop making noise. He fell asleep in the back. When we get there, just call him a woman." The spear chief clapped his hands and laughed, nodding at Master Yang continuously, saying, "Good idea. My nephew just lost his virginity not long ago. Haha, where should we go?"
Master Yang was thinking in his mind, the money was in his hand anyway, if the price was too cheap it would be a waste of such a good opportunity, but if it was too expensive he was afraid that the boy would get angry after waking up from the spill. So he drove to the hot spring hotel that he heard the bosses often mentioned. He heard that one could take a sauna, get a massage and have sex there, and the whole package only cost four hundred yuan, hehe.
When the car arrived, amid the greetings of several receptionists, the gun master stared at the girl with a lecherous smile and said, "Get in the car, get in the car, let's go and make money with me!" Master Yang quickly patted the gun master's hand and said, "Brother, don't worry, you can have as much as you want in a while, these are all top-quality."
After finding a parking space and parking the car, Master Yang first helped the gun captain down. Then when he tried to drag the stone, he was too tired and sweaty to drag the car down. The gun captain then staggered towards the hotel. Master Yang was so anxious that he could not take care of anything else. He had to throw the stone away, lock the car door, and chase after the gun captain.
Arriving at the front desk, the waiter asked the gun captain very friendly whether he wanted to stay overnight or have fun. Master Yang ran up panting and said, "We are here to take a sauna. We will book two more rooms, one for half a day and one for the whole day. We need... four girls."
After that, he handed over his ID card. The gun captain smiled lewdly and winked at the waiter. The girl blushed and cursed in her heart: "You bastard!" After opening the room card, he called the lady to pick them up to take a bath. Master Yang paid the deposit happily. It wasn't his money anyway, so he would spend it if he didn't.
The four young ladies were annoyed to see Master Yang's greasy body, but since they were guests, they walked towards the sauna room, one on each side holding two people's arms. Just as they reached the door, a man rushed up and shouted to them, "Disperse, quickly disperse! The police are coming to check! Hurry!" The four young ladies were so scared that they ran away. When the gun captain heard the word "police", he was alert and ran out. His mind was dizzy. Master Yang shouted from behind, "Brother, slow down. I'll help you go to the room to sleep first..."
But he couldn't match the speed of the gun chief. Although he was drunk, he could still run at an astonishing speed. When Master Yang chased him to the lobby, there was no trace of the gun chief. He asked the gun chief for the direction and ran out. This was the suburbs, and there was a farmhouse not far away. The gun chief had already run away and disappeared. He had to come back dejectedly and gave all the gun chief's money to the lobby for safekeeping. If the gun chief came back tomorrow, he would return the money to him! He also explained that there was a drunk in the car, then drew a hundred-dollar bill, and took a taxi back in frustration, and kept saying in his heart that it was a pity.
The gun commander ran all the way up and down with only one thought in his mind, which was not to be caught by the police. It was like an instinct, and he ran as soon as he heard the police. In addition, he was drunk and dazed. At this moment, he only saw a house not far away. He climbed over the wall without thinking. It was a small farmhouse with three stories high. The gun commander paused and rushed to the window on the third floor. Seeing that there was no one inside, he went in panting. After this rapid run, the alcohol came up and he felt dizzy. There were stars shining in front of his eyes. Seeing a bed, he fell headfirst without thinking and fell asleep.
In a daze, he heard someone laughing. The voice sounded like a woman's. It seemed like someone was taking off his clothes and singing nursery rhymes. The gun commander couldn't see clearly and his eyelids felt heavy. When all his clothes were taken off, he felt a fleshy thing pressing on him. Then it rocked him like a rocking chair. The gun commander's consciousness hadn't returned yet. Sometimes he thought it was Zhang Liqiu, and sometimes he thought it was Wang Dafang. Anyway, he knew that a woman was fucking him!
I don't know how long it was, but the gun commander's head started to feel heavy, and then he fell into a deep sleep. His body felt cold and a little painful, but he just dodged twice instinctively, and then stopped weakly.
Until the next day, the sunlight shone directly on the gun captain's eyelids. The guy kept blinking and woke up in a daze. He opened his eyes and looked at the roof. It was a white ceiling covered with lime and there was a ceiling chandelier. He turned his head to look around. It was dirty and messy, with scraps of paper and garbage everywhere. There was also a strange smell. The gun captain felt his thighs were numb, as if someone was holding him down. He propped himself up and took a look. He was so scared that he lost his soul!
The bed was full of broken cotton wool, as if it had been bitten by a mouse. Lying next to the gun chief was a dishevelled woman, breathing out a foul smell. Her face was as big as a disk and a little swollen. It was hard to tell her age. She had pockmarks all over her face, and her nose was worse than a stone, sunken in her fat face. Her body was covered with dirt of various colors. The gun chief felt sick and almost vomited! What kind of woman is this? He carefully moved the woman's thighs away. The gun chief almost killed himself in his heart. He hated it! I was so wise all my life, but I was raped by such a woman! No! It was rape! Damn it, did I have an orgasm last night... He tilted his head and began to recall, but he really couldn't remember. Seeing that he was still naked, he quickly put on his clothes. He was afraid that the woman would wake up later, so the gun chief quickly pressed her sleeping point. Suddenly, he had an evil thought, I'm going to kill you! Stinky bitch!
Looking around the house, the windows were also made of iron bars, and the door was also made of iron, just like a small prison cell. The gun commander was a little puzzled. How did she get in? He couldn't help but admire himself. He could get in through such a small bar. He looked at the woman more and more. The more he looked, the more disgusted he became. The gun commander couldn't help but retched twice. His chest was boiling with blood. He finally felt aggrieved. I am a person with billions of dollars in assets, but I was raped by such a woman! Fuck your ancestors... I have become the only rich man in the world who has been raped! This woman must be sick, otherwise her family wouldn't lock her up. Damn, she must be a psychopath or an idiot! Oh my God! I was raped by a psychopathic idiot woman!
The gun captain had a feeling of wanting to cry in his life. He felt that he was the most pitiful man in the world. He took off his pants and looked down. There were even marks of scratches from his fingernails. The gun captain dared not look at the woman again. He quickly pricked up his ears and began to listen to see if there was anyone nearby. He had no money on him. If her family came up to deliver food later, I would definitely be finished! But looking at the small window on the iron door, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, he couldn't let this woman wake up too early. Now the gun captain couldn't even raise the urge to kill. He didn't even dare to look at this woman. No, that was not a person, but a piece of meat without thoughts. Thinking about how he was ridden by this piece of meat like a horse last night... or twice? Fuck your ancestors!
He grabbed his hair and punched hard twice, finally remembering that he had arrived at the hot spring hotel last night first, and then ran out like crazy, it was all because of drinking, the stone was still in the car. There was no movement in the small courtyard, the gun captain quietly walked to the window to look outside, fortunately no one was there, hurriedly gathered his strength, tightened his body, got out from the narrow gap, and then quickly climbed over the courtyard wall...
