Slashh-XO
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2.9 M
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Xu Wanhe stepped up and slapped the lead punk hard across the face. Loud and crisp. He didn’t hold back at all. The guy went straight to the ground, one side of his face burning red, ears ringing like crazy. The others saw how hard Xu Wanhe hit and instantly realized he wasn’t someone to mess with. None of them recognized him, but with their leader getting knocked down without even a fight, no one dared move. They let go of Yang Moshou and rushed over to help the guy up. “Boss, you okay?…- 71.4 K • Completed
- Xu Wanhe looked at Yang Moshou. “Come drive.” Yang Moshou turned his face slightly. “Huh? I don’t know how…” Xu Wanhe frowned. “What kind of man are you? Can’t even drive?” Yang Moshou shot back, "So what if you can drive? Real men know how to fuck from behind." Xu Wanhe choked on that one. For a second, he had no idea how to respond, so he just started the engine. After a long pause, he finally cursed. “If there was even one other person around, I wouldn’t be the…
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- After throwing up, Yang Moshou wanted to rinse his mouth, so he picked up a half-full glass of water on the table and chugged it.After rinsing, he realized there was nowhere to spit, so he spat it right back into the cup. Weirdly enough, he felt a lot more sober afterward. There was a dull ache behind him, and a lingering heat inside. But outside, the air was cold and biting. Yang Moshou stood there for a full minute, then slowly started buttoning up his shirt and turned back toward the…
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- Yang Moshou froze for a second, feeling a little pleased. “For real?” “Of course it’s real… come with me in a bit.” “In a bit? Then what are we doing now?” “Well, I’ve already wasted this much time. At least let me finish my meal first.” Yang Moshou figured that sounded fair enough. It’s easier to get things done after dark anyway. The guy added, “Why don’t you come eat with us?” Yang Moshou looked at the row of draft beers on the table. It felt like…
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- Just imagining Xu Wanhe losing it in rage after getting played gave Yang Moshou a twisted sense of satisfaction. But honestly, it wasn’t that satisfying. By the time he got home, he was drenched in sweat from the heat. While the air conditioner worked to cool the place down, he went to the bathroom and splashed water on his face. The water from the tap came out warm.It hit his face without easing the heat one bit. Yang Moshou straightened up and stared at the reflection in the…
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- Yang Moshou rushed over and helped him up. “Are you okay?” Xu Wanhe grabbed him by the collar. “You’ve got some fucking nerve.” Yang Moshou steadied himself against Xu Wanhe’s chest and pulled him off the ground. “Did you twist your ankle?” The nearby underlings all stood there stunned, none of them showing the usual instinct to jump into action. Finally, one of them snapped out of it. “Hey, fuck your mother, are you blind or what…” The whole group was scolded into…
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- Yang Moshou thought Xu Wanhe would come looking for him soon. His reasoning was that the last two times they did it, things seemed to go pretty well. But after thinking it over, Yang Moshou realized that excuse felt way too flimsy, so he kept trying to come up with other reasons. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he racked his brain, he just couldn’t think of a single solid reason why Xu Wanhe would come back to find him. The soup dumplings in the paper bag had gone a little cold. Yang Moshou…
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- Xu Wanhe stared at the man in front of him like he couldn’t get enough. He didn’t say much, just raised a brow and kept smoking, one cigarette after another. Tang Ziyan couldn’t help but laugh.“You really shouldn’t wear that color. It’s way too soft for you, doesn’t suit you at all.” “Who the fuck are you, huh? Why do you care?” Xu Wanhe snapped with a frown, though it stung a little inside. Fuck’s sake, he’d actually spent the whole damn morning dressing up. Tang…
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- In the end, Yang Moshou really did get thrown out of the room. His flatbread scattered all over the floor. The floor had just been wiped, still wet and cold. Yang Moshou ended up soaked and covered in streaks of grime, looking completely miserable. The door to Room 250 slammed shut behind him. Yang Moshou got up from the floor. He didn’t cause a scene. He just turned around and went to find Dr. Wang. Dr. Wang looked at him, full of disbelief."Woke up? Seriously?" Yang Moshou lowered his…
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- Although this patient had no family, the men who came to visit him never looked the same from day to day. All of them wore black suits and had close-cropped hair. One glance and you could tell they were gangsters. But only two or three people came each day at most. This patient probably wasn’t anyone important in the gang. Probably just a low-level thug. On the thirteenth day of Yang Moshou giving him massages, Room 250 suddenly had a flood of visitors. A dark crowd filled the hallway outside…
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