A moment later, the group of friends returned to reality from their daydream, staring intently at Xu Damao with undiminished curiosity.
Seeing these longing eyes, Xu Damao understood. We're all just ordinary people, and we're no exception. I may not have much else, but I've had plenty of romantic encounters. Let's continue with the story.
“Then let’s continue. This time, I’ll tell you about Wangjia Village in Hongqi Commune. There’s a famous widow named Wang in the village who has a unique skill.”
Xu Damao suddenly stopped talking, and his friends next to him became anxious.
"What amazing skill do you have, Brother Da Mao? Tell us quickly!"
Nine-year-old Liu Guangfu couldn't hold back any longer and was the first to urge them on.
"Yes! Brother Da Mao, from now on, we brothers will acknowledge you as our elder brother, and we will follow your lead... yes, we will obey your commands."
"Pfft!"
Sun Zhengguo couldn't hold back any longer. The Liu brothers were too funny. Liu Guangtian had learned all sorts of idioms from somewhere and was now using them.
"Old classmate, when did you arrive? Why didn't you say anything?"
"I arrived a little while ago, but I didn't dare to interrupt you because you were so engrossed in your story. You two can continue talking, just pretend I'm not here. If you don't mind, I'll listen too."
Hehehe!
Xu Damao gave a knowing look, implying that everyone was smart enough to understand without saying a word.
Don't underestimate me just because you, Sun Zhengguo, are a college graduate. I, Xu Damao, am no less impressive. I am one of the eight most respected members of the organization—a projectionist, and I am respected wherever I go.
Thinking of this, Xu Damao became smug again.
"That widow Wang's special skill is called the Poison Dragon Drill. Do you know what the Poison Dragon Drill is?"
The sudden pause was too much for my friends to bear. Can you please stop breathing so heavily?
If we knew that, we wouldn't be listening to your nonsense.
Even Sun Zhengguo, who was standing to the side, didn't know what this Poison Dragon Drill was.
Although he had lived two lives, in his previous life he was essentially an honest person who had no ulterior motives and would never have bothered to study such things.
"What exactly is the Poison Dragon Drill? We don't know, Brother Da Mao, please tell us quickly."
Seeing that everyone's enthusiasm had been mobilized, Xu Damao stopped keeping him in suspense and continued his sermon.
"This 'Dragon Drill' technique! It involves using your tongue, along..."
After hearing Xu Damao's description, the group looked on incredulously.
Is this really okay? Doesn't she find it dirty? How could she bring herself to eat it?
The friends said they didn't understand, but thinking about it, if someone else was using it for them, they wouldn't mind giving it a try.
After talking about the Poison Dragon Drill, Xu Damao then talked about the Water Spout, and of course, he, Xu Damao, was the main character in all of them, making his friends extremely envious.
Around 9 p.m., Xu Damao was still talking non-stop when a few more friends joined him, including Sun Zheng'an.
Sun Zhengguo felt a little embarrassed. It was so awkward for the two brothers to be listening to this nonsense together!
But looking at the people present, there were the Liu brothers and the three Yan brothers, and the two brothers weren't missing either, so no one would laugh at anyone else.
"Guangtian, Guangfu, aren't you going back to sleep?"
Before they knew it, it was already quite late. Hearing their second aunt's shouts, the two brothers were displeased, but thinking of their father's dark leather belt, they obediently left.
The second aunt's voice was like a signal, followed by the third aunt's shouts. The three Yan brothers had no choice but to go home.
"Zhengguo, Zhengan, I didn't say anything, is it because you don't want to leave?!"
Lin Wencui's shout reduced the number of players on the field by two. Seeing the remaining small fry, Xu Damao didn't want to continue.
"Let's all disperse! We'll talk again tomorrow."
When the remaining friends realized there was no chance, they all left.
After returning home, Sun Zheng'an, having arrived late, pestered Sun Zhengguo again, wanting to catch up on what he had missed.
But Sun Zhengguo was too embarrassed to say these messy things aloud, so he could only lie and say that Xu Damao hadn't mentioned these things at first.
at the same time.
Liu Guangfu, who was called home by his second aunt, was different. Perhaps because he was still young, he always wanted to share interesting things with others.
As soon as he got home, he saw that his family was all there, so he showed off.
"Big brother, do you know what a 'poison dragon drill' is?"
Liu Guangqi was completely bewildered. What was that thing?
He is currently a vocational school student and feels superior to others, so he has no desire to join Xu Damao's circle.
When I play at night, I'm always with Liu Haizhong, so I have no idea about these things.
The couple standing to the side were even more bewildered, wondering what was going on.
However, with the attitude of learning what he didn't understand, Liu Haizhong still asked.
"Then tell me, what exactly is this 'poison dragon' drill?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Guangfu immediately became excited. "It's my time to show my skills!"
Liu Guangtian, standing beside me, is already 16 years old this year. He's not like Liu Guangfu, that little kid who doesn't know anything.
He knew that if his younger brother told anyone, he would probably get another beating tonight, but there was no stopping him now, so he could only hope for the best.
Thinking of this, Liu Guangqi silently took a few steps back to the door, ready to flee immediately if anything happened.
"Mom and Dad, and my older brother, let me tell you about it."
Liu Guangfu was completely unaware that he was about to face a terrible disaster, and he was still describing it with smug satisfaction.
It must be said that although Liu Guangfu is not very old, he has a strong learning ability. He can repeat Xu Damao's words exactly as he says them.
As Liu Guangfu recounted his story, the expressions of the people in the room varied.
Liu Guangtian wore an incredulous expression, just like his friends when they heard it.
Auntie Er's face turned red, and she was a little annoyed with her son for talking nonsense!
The most interesting expression was in Liu Haizhong's face. First, it turned bright red, then turned ashen, and finally, even the veins on his forehead bulged. He was on the verge of exploding, and his hand was already reaching for his waist.
Standing at the door, Liu Guangtian was no longer in the mood to listen to the story. Instead, he was keeping a close eye on his father's every move in case he suddenly attacked someone.
When he saw the angry expression on Liu Haizhong's face, his hand was already on the door, and when he saw his father's familiar gesture, it was confirmed that he was going to get a beating tonight.
Without hesitation, Liu Guangtian quickly opened the door and disappeared into the night.
The people inside the room didn't even notice that one person was missing.
Liu Guangfu was still talking non-stop, completely unaware of his father's actions.
Finally, Liu Haizhong, whose anger had reached its peak, could no longer hold back and swung the belt in his hand at Liu Guangfu.
"Aaaaah! Help! Dad, why are you hitting me?"
Despite Liu Guangfu's pitiful screams, Liu Haizhong remained unmoved and continued to whip Liu Guangfu's buttocks.
Once, twice... ...!
"Wow……!"
As the bangs continued to lash him, Liu Guangfu's miserable howls echoed throughout the courtyard.
Everyone in the courtyard who wasn't asleep and wasn't hard of hearing could hear the sound.
Nobody knows what's wrong with Liu Haizhong this time?
However, everyone has gotten used to it, and nobody cares about it anymore.
Finally, after a few minutes, the belt in Liu Hai's hair stopped.
It wasn't that he was tired from beating, but that he thought of his second son. In such matters, everyone should be treated equally and no one should be given special treatment. But when he turned around, he saw...
Where are they?
Liu Haizhong stared at the dark doorway. Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew through, and the door creaked and groaned.
It was as if it were mocking him!
And so, tragedy struck: Liu Guangfu was enjoying double the pleasure that night.
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