Golden Scale [EN]: Chapter 21

A rental housing area in the southeastern part of Jimen Bridge was mostly inhabited by migrant workers who had come to Beijing from other places. Originally, there were many streetlights, but some mischievous children had smashed quite a few with stones, and many others were naturally damaged due to lack of maintenance. Only a few scattered ones were still working, but they couldn’t stop the boundless darkness from engulfing the area. It was almost 12:00 AM, and several shadowy figures appeared at the entrance of one of the courtyards. They looked at the house number. “Boss, is this the place?” The man called Boss lit a cigarette, and the light from the lighter illuminated Da Pang’s [Big Pang’s] sneering face. “This is it. The room directly facing the gate. Everyone, be quick and efficient.”

A stone was thrown into the courtyard, but there was no response. “No dog. Let’s go.” A guy took a few steps back, rushed forward, crouched down, and leaped, grabbing the top of the wall. With a forceful pull of his arms, he disappeared inside the wall, showing that he had indeed trained for a few years.

The gate was opened from the inside, and the four people waiting outside tiptoed in. There was no light in the courtyard. It seemed that everyone living here was asleep. The cold weather was perfect for sleeping. The main room used a hidden lock. Da Pang nodded to the guy who had climbed over the wall earlier. The guy used a wire to fiddle with the lock a couple of times, and the door opened a crack. It turned out he was also skilled at picking locks. Hu Er Gou [Dog Two] was wrapped in a thick quilt, having a sweet dream, when he suddenly felt the quilt being yanked off. As soon as he opened his eyes, someone covered his mouth, and a cold, sharp knife was pressed against his face.

“Don’t make a sound, or I’ll kill you. Nod if you understand.” Someone whispered in his ear. Hu Er Gou quickly nodded, and then he was pulled off the bed, his hands tightly tied behind his back. The light in the room was turned on, and he could see four strange men in front of him, all with fierce looks. There was also someone behind him holding a knife to his neck. The blade was very sharp, feeling like it would automatically drill into his flesh. “Where are the photos?” the leader asked. Hu Er Gou was smart and knew what they were talking about. “Brothers, I don’t know you. You must have the wrong person.” Da Pang took out a photo from his pocket and looked at it. “You’re Hu Er Gou, right? No mistake. It seems you won’t cooperate unless we give you a little taste of suffering. Tanzi, disfigure his face.”

“Okay.” The man with the knife agreed, and the “dagger” in his hand moved to Hu Er Gou’s face. “No… no, it’s under the bed. Don’t hurt my face.” His face was his livelihood. Hearing that they were going to disfigure him, Hu Er Gou immediately confessed. Da Pang secretly admired Hou Long Tao [a character’s name]. Before coming, he had been told that as long as he threatened to disfigure him, it would be a done deal. He didn’t quite believe it at first, thinking this trick only worked on women. Now it seemed that his fourth brother was indeed very prescient.

Three shoe boxes were found under the bed. One box was full of film and nude photos of women, and the other two boxes were full of hundred-yuan bills, totaling about 100,000 yuan [approximately $14,000 USD]. “You’re pretty rich, huh? Being a gigolo is quite profitable.” Da Pang threw the money boxes to the two people beside him. “Take them all later.”

Hu Er Gou

Seeing that they were going to take his money was even more painful than killing him. He didn’t know where he got the courage, but he suddenly rushed towards Da Pang. The men Da Pang brought with him had at least eight or nine years of street fighting experience. Dealing with a gigolo with his hands tied was more than enough. He had only taken two steps when two people grabbed his arms, making it impossible for him to get any closer. “Damn, you want money more than your life?” Da Pang walked over and punched Hu Er Gou in the stomach. Da Pang was over six feet tall and weighed over 200 pounds. His fists were like two iron hammers. The consequences of being hit by him were obvious.

Hu Er Gou didn’t even scream, only making two “uh uh” sounds in his throat. A large amount of saliva flowed from his mouth, looking like he was about to vomit. “This guy is so disgusting.” One of the men knowingly grabbed Hu Er Gou’s hair from behind, making him look up at the sky. Da Pang punched him hard several more times. The two people holding Hu Er Gou suddenly let go, and his body flew onto the bed like a kite with a broken string. Da Pang followed and stepped on the bed. “Where’s the Accord?”

Hu Er Gou’s face was pale, covered in sweat, like a fish out of water, gasping for air. He had no strength to answer. “Damn, you won’t talk, huh? Pull him up, and I’ll give him another set of ‘Vomit Inducing Fists’ to try.”

“At… at… Jimen… district… Dongli… number ten… building… in front…” Hu Er Gou didn’t want to be a punching bag again. “Tanzi, go get the car.” He threw a set of keys on the bedside table to Tanzi, with a car door remote control hanging on it. Tanzi muttered as he walked out, “It’s pretty far, damn it. Why didn’t you just park it at the door?” But in this kind of place, it was wise not to flaunt wealth.

The movements of several people were not small, and probably some neighbors heard it, but robbery and revenge fights were common here, forming a tacit understanding. It was best not to get involved, so as not to cause trouble…

In the mountains of Mentougou, the warehouse of an abandoned quarry was brightly lit. From the outside, it didn’t look like anything special, but inside the warehouse, there was a newly built brick wall. Outside the wall, there were only a few ordinary sofas, a long table, and a dozen hooligans drinking and chatting. Inside the wall was a different world. A mahjong table was set up, and several people were sitting on two leather sofas, with a 34-inch color TV in front of them, playing fighting games like “Street Fighter.” Since the last time Zhang Guo and Zhang Jun were dealt with here, Hou Long Tao thought this was a good place to mess with people, so he hired someone to tidy it up. It was originally the property of Liu Nan’s uncle’s company, so there was no rent to pay. He didn’t expect it to come in handy so quickly.

After getting off work today, Li Bao Ding, Li Ang Yang, Xiang Nian Xiu, and Zuo Wei, several high school friends, asked Hou Long Tao to go out for dinner, so he naturally called them for the evening’s events. Several people were video game fans, and they didn’t forget to practice a few rounds before doing evil. “Haha, KO, KnockOut, Dead Monkey, you lost, get out.” Yi Xiu shouted loudly. “Damn, I haven’t practiced for a long time. I’ll let you be beautiful for a few rounds first,” Hou

Long Tao handed the controller to Bao Ding on the side. “Help me get revenge.” He patted the woman’s face kneeling between his legs. “Hey, you, put some effort into it.”

The woman looked up at him, then quickly moved her head up and down more vigorously. It was Ren Jing Yao [a character’s name]. A high school reunion naturally couldn’t be without this class flower. She was wearing a mink coat, black stockings, and black high heels, but she was naked under the coat. This was Hou Long Tao’s order, and she didn’t dare disobey. In a month of being a sex slave, she had gained some understanding of this master. As long as she was obedient, he would be like a gentle and considerate boyfriend. Sometimes she would resist slightly, but as soon as he glared at her, she would be scared to death.

Hou Long Tao put his hand into Jing Yao’s coat, playing with her firm breasts, and turned to Yi Xiu: “This chick is good, big breasts and big butt, it’s great to fuck, especially her asshole, it’s tight and tender, do you want to try it?” Yi Xiu knew him well and knew that he would never let others touch his woman. He was just trying to distract him so that Bao Ding could win. But he was still a little excited, and Bao Ding gave him two heavy punches. “Damn, don’t seduce me, I don’t fall for that.”

Jing Yao was frightened. She wasn’t a slut that everyone could fuck. How could she be treated like an object to be given away? But if the master really wanted to do this, she wouldn’t dare to resist. She could only suck the man’s penis harder, hoping that he would withdraw his order because she was serving him so diligently.

Hou Long Tao clearly felt the increase in pleasure, enjoyed it for a while, and chuckled. He pulled Jing Yao up and sat her on his lap, licking her tender cheek. “What’s wrong? What’s so scary? They’re all old acquaintances. Besides, it’s not like only I’ve stuck my dick in your hole. Why are you suddenly so loyal to me?” He reached under the hem of her coat, and his fingers poked into her pussy. Ang Yang had a good relationship with Jing Yao when he was in school, and he couldn’t stand seeing her being bullied like this. “Forget it, Monkey, let’s be considerate since we’re classmates.” “Brother Yang, you can’t say that.” Long, who was watching mahjong on the side, walked over.

“Ask her, when Fourth Brother and I were beaten by the Four Tigers of Dewai [a gang], did she help us plead for mercy out of consideration for being classmates? She doesn’t recognize me, and that’s fine, but doesn’t she recognize my Fourth Brother either? It’s not that I really expect her to speak up for us. After all, she’s a woman, and it’s normal to be afraid to be on our side when facing a group of fierce gangsters. But she didn’t even have a look of sympathy, not only that, but she also looked arrogant and laughed at us.” The more Long spoke, the angrier he became. He slapped Jing Yao on the head. “Isn’t that right, Sister-in-law?” This was the first time Jing Yao had seen Long since the Dewai incident. From the moment she arrived, she noticed that his eyes were full of hatred. She knew that he was Hou Long Tao’s good brother, and if he didn’t let her go, Hou Long Tao would never protect her. Now that he had finally made a move, Jing Yao didn’t dare to say anything. She just hugged Hou Long Tao’s neck tightly and buried her face in his ear, sobbing softly. “Cry, cry your mother’s pussy?” Long didn’t

let her off so easily. “My Fourth Brother is just soft-hearted. If it were up to me, I would have killed you and the Four Tigers of Dewai together back then.”

“Alright, Long, she’s doing pretty well with Monkey now, so don’t be so petty.” Zuo Wei also started to speak up for Jing Yao. “Fourth Brother, Shang Cui let me and Big Brother find someone to force away that kid who was this girl’s boyfriend, right?” Ma Lian heard the commotion and came over to join in without playing mahjong.

He pulled Jing Yao’s chin. “She’s not bad looking, but you have plenty of pretty girls, so one more or less doesn’t matter. I think we should bury her and Hu Er Gou together tonight to vent our anger for Lao Qi [Seventh Brother]. Fourth Brother, you can’t be too soft-hearted.” Hou Long Tao felt the woman in his arms start to tremble, and he used a little more force with his fingers digging into her vagina, causing her to pant involuntarily. “Hey, hey, what are you doing? How we deal with her depends on her performance. Her performance so far has been good, and I just can’t bear to part with pretty girls.” Hearing this, Jing Yao quickly held the man’s face in both hands, kissed him desperately, and passed a lot of fragrant saliva into his mouth for him to taste, humming vaguely: “Thank you, Master… Thank you, Master…”

At this moment, someone knocked on the door a few times, and a subordinate poked his head in. “Brother Bing, Da Ge [Big Brother] is back.” Wu Da glanced at Hou Long Tao. “What’s up, Monkey, let’s start?” Hou Long Tao was getting hot from being kissed, and he waved one hand. “You guys fix him up first, I’ll be right there.” He threw Jing Yao onto another sofa and straddled her waist, unbuckling his belt. The remaining nine men quickly rushed out the door, but no one wanted to see his bare ass.

An Accord and a PTCruiser stopped at the entrance of the warehouse. Da Pang dragged Hu Er Gou in, wearing only his briefs, like he was carrying a chicken. He threw him on the ground, and two more people came up and locked his limbs wide open onto the four iron chains extending from the wall. On the way here, Hu Er Gou had recovered from Da Pang’s beating. Looking at the twenty or so people in front of him, he was filled with fear and trembled, “Brothers, who are you? How did I offend you?”

Da Pang sat on the sofa. “Who wants to make a move? This kid is pretty tough. He took five of my ‘Vomit Inducing Fists’ and didn’t even throw up.” Several people who had just finished playing video games were itching to get their hands on him, and they rushed over together. Ma Lian would never fall behind in this kind of thing. There was no reason not to go. “Lao Liu [Old Liu], Fourth Brother, don’t hit his face,” Er Dezi called from behind. But it was a little late. Hu Er Gou had already taken four or five punches to the face. This beating lasted for several minutes. The poor Hu Er Gou couldn’t fight back or hide. By the time they stopped, they realized he had already passed out. Da Pang pointed his finger, and a subordinate brought a bucket of cold water and splashed it on the prisoner. Hu Er Gou’s body shook violently, and he woke up, his lips frozen to a bluish-purple color. In late November in Beijing, even people wearing thick clothes felt cold. If you were only wearing briefs and had cold water splashed on you, you would be half dead even if you didn’t die. What was even worse was that he didn’t understand why all this was happening.

Seeing that he was awake, three or four more people went up to

beat him. When he passed out again, they poured another bucket of cold water on him. This went on for three or four rounds, until Hu Er Gou was breathing more out than in. While Hu Er Gou was being tortured mercilessly, Hou Long Tao was enjoying the beauty’s body in a room separated by a wall. Jing Yao’s coat was thrown on the table, and she was lying almost naked on the sofa, one stocking pulled down to her thigh, one leg propped on the back of the sofa, and the other leg dangling on the ground.

Hou Long Tao pressed down on the beautiful woman, pinching her breasts with both hands, his buttocks thrashing desperately between her two white and tender thighs. Jing Yao was feeling extremely comfortable. She was a mature woman, and she didn’t mind being fucked hard by a handsome man, so she naturally put her heart into it. The seductive flesh in her hole was rubbed by the thick penis, becoming more and more numb, and she really wanted to moan loudly and shout out all the pleasure in her body. But the man’s lips sealed her cherry mouth tightly, and the two tongues were stirring each other. Jing Yao could only stroke and pinch the man’s back with her hands, humming “uh uh” in her mouth.

In fact, the appearance of this woman solved a big problem for Hou Long Tao. He had many girlfriends, but they were all gentle and weak. Even a strong woman like Ru Yun was 娇媚 [jiāo mèi – charming and lovely] in bed. Hou Long Tao had more affection than desire for them, and he always treated them with tenderness and care every time he fucked them. It wasn’t that it wasn’t enjoyable, but there was an unspeakable force that couldn’t be released. The man’s unique tyrannical wildness hidden deep in his heart slowly accumulated with each act of tenderness towards his lovers. He really couldn’t imagine what kind of damage this force would do to their bodies and minds if it were to erupt on his lovers. Now it was good, with Ren Jing Yao, he didn’t need to care about her feelings when he fucked her, and he didn’t need any skills. He could just fuck her to his heart’s content and gallop wantonly, and he could also do some sadistic things from time to time. Coupled with the psychological satisfaction of playing with Shi Ya, the god and demon in the man’s heart were finally balanced.

Hou Long Tao used all his strength to play with her tender breasts, and the breast meat kept changing shape. If Jing Yao had milk, it would all be squeezed out. Under the man’s forceful rape, the woman’s body moved back little by little, until her entire head hung outside the sofa armrest. The man’s mouth had reached Jing Yao’s neck, kissing and licking, and sucking hard, leaving several obvious hickeys. “Ah… Master… fuck me to death… so good… big dick Master… so amazing… so powerful… ah…” Although the man was just hacking and slashing, it still made her heart sway, and she didn’t feel any pain in her vagina. Her whole body seemed to have disappeared, leaving only her uterus, which was hit by the big penis head until it wanted to “cry.”

The woman’s moans and Hu Er Gou’s screams from the other side of the wall stimulated Hou Long Tao even more, making him fuck even more wildly and powerfully. Each time, he only left half of his penis head in the vagina, and then inserted the entire thing in one breath, wishing he could stuff his testicles into the woman’s genitals as well. It wasn’t enough just to do this. The man opened his bloody mouth and left rows of teeth marks on Jing Yao’s delicate neck like a vampire. “Ah… ah… I’m going to die… ah…” The woman closed her eyes

, opened her mouth wide, and couldn’t tell whether it was pain or joy. “Don’t shout anymore.” Knowing that it was impossible to shut up a woman who was about to orgasm, Hou Long Tao still gave the order. Like a big dog, he stuck out his tongue and licked Jing Yao’s delicate face frantically, covering her pretty face with his saliva.

Hou Long Tao sank his hips down with all his strength, grunted, and stopped moving. Jing Yao’s legs twitched violently, and her head hanging outside the sofa stopped shaking. Her beautiful eyes opened wide, staring blankly at the ceiling, and she let out a satisfied cry, enjoying the supreme happiness of the man’s hot semen hitting her uterus.

The two hugged each other and gasped for a few minutes. The man got up and put his penis, covered in various body fluids, into the beautiful woman’s face. Jing Yao cleaned it for him. “Master, you… you’re so amazing.” “Praising me is useless. I told you not to shout just now, but you still shouted. Go, bend over.” Jing Yao struggled to get up and staggered to the table, 趴 [pā – lie prone] on the mink coat, sticking her ass up high. “Master, punish me.” For a month, Hou Long Tao had been finding excuses to spank her ass every time he finished fucking her. She was used to it, and every time she was beaten, it only hurt for the first few times. When her ass went numb, she would have a perverted sense of excitement.

Hou Long Tao didn’t hold back and swung his arm. With a crisp “啪 [pā – sound of a slap]” sound, a red mark immediately appeared on the woman’s snow-white and plump buttocks. This was not a love spank. Every hit was with real force, without any mercy. Jing Yao twisted her fat ass, and after the first few cries of pain, she followed with a perverted moan, “Master hits well, Master is so amazing…” It can be said that the hitter was relieved, and the one being hit was not ambiguous either. Just as he was getting into the mood, the door was pushed open a crack, and Long poked his head in, covering his eyes. “Fourth Brother, if you don’t come out, you’ll beat her to death.” “I’ll be right there.” Hou Long Tao pulled apart the woman’s two butt cheeks and kissed her asshole. “You performed pretty well today. Go to sleep for a while after I leave. Don’t make a sound.” After saying that, he started to put on his clothes…(金鳞岂是池中物) [jīn lín qǐ shì chí zhōng wù – a golden dragon is not a thing in a pond, meaning someone with great potential will eventually rise above their circumstances]