Soon, the two men were in position, their buttocks facing upwards, waiting to be stepped on.
This time, a young and slender technician was assigned to me. Her delicate feet were very comfortable as they pressed against my back.
Although you can't experience the unconventional parts, the serious ones are still quite exciting.
Da Chun felt as if she had opened the door to a new world, feeling a tingling sensation from head to toe, and she squinted her eyes, enjoying the moment immensely.
It's truly irresistible, an almost unbearable pleasure.
Turning to look to the side, I saw Chu Yang with his face resting on his arm, looking completely calm and composed.
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Chu Yang, no, Brother Yang, do you come here often?"
Chu Yang smiled slightly: "The first time."
Yes, this is the first time in my life.
"To be so calm on the first time?" Han Dachun couldn't help but admire him.
It just felt like Chu Yang had become a completely different person ever since he broke up with Su Lingxue.
Is this what they call growing up overnight?
If it were really that miraculous, wouldn't my brother Chun have to find a woman to experience the bitterness of love?
But School Beauty Li won't give me a chance...
Just then, a commotion broke out outside.
"Brother Biao! Brother Biao! Please, just give me a few more days, just one week! I'll pay you back 200,000, no, 250,000!"
"As you know, my family owns eight houses on a bustling street. I could easily make a fortune by selling just one of them, but you have to give me time!"
Chu Yang and Han Dachun were both taken aback.
“That voice… sounds like Ah Kun’s?” Da Chun said.
"It's him." Chu Yang turned his head to look.
The door then opened.
A man with a large arm tattoo walked in, accompanied by two henchmen, and behind him was Ah Kun, who looked like a lackey.
He pleaded, "Brother Biao, please grant me another week and give Xiao Kun Kun a chance to live! I beg you!"
The woman with the large tattoo ignored him and found an empty seat to sit down.
A waiter immediately stepped forward and respectfully said, "Brother Biao, how would you like to make arrangements for today?"
Brother Biao waved his hand: "Wait a minute."
Then he gestured to his younger brother that they could begin.
"Okay, Brother Biao!" the two henchmen replied, bringing over a wooden stool.
Then he grabbed Ah Kun's hand and put it on the stool.
Bang!
A sharp knife was stuck in the seat.
Han Dachun shuddered at the sight, almost crying out, and quickly covered his mouth.
Holy crap, that's a big scene!
They're going to use knives, and it's going to draw blood!
Ah Kun was so scared he almost peed his pants, his face filled with terror: "Brother Biao, no! Give me a break, Brother Biao!"
Brother Biao, expressionless, lit a cigarette and slowly took a puff.
Then he slowly said, "Do you know the rules here, Brother Biao?"
Ah Kun's voice trembled: "I know! I know! If you owe 200,000 and don't pay it back... I'll chop off your hand!"
"Then why the hell are you talking so much nonsense!" Brother Biao kicked him.
Ah Kun cried out in pain and fell to the ground, then was chased back and his hand was pressed onto the stool again.
Seeing that Chu Yang and Han Dachun were both looking at him, he glared at them and said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen someone chop off their hand before?"
Han Dachun shrank back and turned his head away, not daring to look.
Chu Yang, however, did not shy away from the issue, his expression remaining calm and composed.
He even instructed the massage therapist, "Miss, keep going, don't stop."
Brother Biao glanced over here, then took a puff of his cigarette and said slowly, "The rules can't be broken."
"...But you can pay more."
He held up three fingers: "I'll give you two days. I need to get 300,000. Otherwise, I'll chop off both my hands."
"Okay! Sure! Sure! I promise I'll pay it back!" Ah Kun nodded hurriedly, as if he had been granted a pardon.
Brother Biao raised his chin, and his two underlings released him.
"I'll definitely pay it back, don't worry, Brother Biao!" Ah Kun scrambled out the door.
Brother Biao stubbed out his cigarette, got up, and walked over here.
This really startled Han Dachun.
"We're doomed! We know too much! We're going to be silenced! Holy crap!"
After saying that, he buried his head in his hands, trembling with fear.
Anyone from the bustling county has heard of Sun Dabiao.
He has a bald head, large tattoos on his arms, a blue dragon on his left arm, a white tiger on his right arm, and a Guan Yu with open eyes tattooed on his back.
Rumors circulated that Sun Dabiao was a burly man with a blue face and fangs, and that he was extremely vicious and could stop children from crying at night.
Of course, that's an exaggeration.
But it's true that Brother Biao has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds in Fanhua County.
At this moment, it swayed over, scaring Han Dachun so much that he dared not move.
Chu Yang met his gaze calmly.
Chu Yang's intuition told him that Sun Dabiao had no intention of making a move.
Sure enough, Sun Dabiao chuckled at him.
"Kid, not bad composure!"
Then he patted him on the shoulder and left him a business card.
"If you're interested, come to my club and have some fun. I'll give you a discount."
After saying that, he sauntered away.
After everyone left, Han Dachun looked surprised and said, "Goodness, Brother Biao has taken a liking to you?"
He took the business card and his eyes lit up immediately.
"Oh, Qiushui Nightclub? That's quite an artistic name. It looks like a respectable place. When are you taking me there, Godfather?"
Chu Yang twitched the corner of his mouth: "Who the hell almost peed their pants just now?"
"Me?" Da Chun said matter-of-factly, "Did I stop you from going to Qiu Shui?"
"..."
If I remember correctly, Qiushui Nightclub was shut down two years later, and Sun Dabiao was also imprisoned.
This nightclub appears shady on the surface, but it's even more shady on the inside.
Sexual prostitution and underground gambling.
Where there is gambling, there is loan sharking, and Ah Kun is one of the victims.
Of course, Ah Kun was no good to begin with. Relying on his father's eight houses that he could collect rent from, he idled away his days doing nothing productive.
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