122: I swear on my life

I swear on my life

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[WARNING: This scene contains inappropriate words and scenes that might upset my fellow readers. As your author, I would like to apologize in advance.]

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Seeing the body, both Jingxu and Ting's eyes widen, especial Ting's. His clench his jaw as veins pop on his forehead.

"Father!!!!!"

Ting cried in extreme agony. What kind of nightmare was he in? Was this even real?

His father laid on the ground with his eyes opened.... but Ting could see the bullet hole in his father's forehead.... His father.....

"You son of a bitch!!! I'll fucken kill you!!!"

"Hahah, you? What can you even do?"

The middle age man and his men laughs at Ting's taunt. He was the boss of the Ghost Gang, no one has ever dare to cross his path or mess with him.

Yet, this kid was actually threatening him?

He scoffs then wave his hand to his men.

"Lock them up. Also..." he looks at Ting and sneers, "Break one of his legs, but make sure he doesn't die."

"Yes boss!"

Turning back to Ting's mother, he starts to unbutton his shirt.

"Everyone leave. I want to enjoy my delicious meal again."

"Don't you fucken dare touch my mother!!!!"

"Shut up!"

Two men punch Ting at the same time, grabbing his arms, they drag him out of the room.

Ting struggles and kicks with every ounce of strength he has left. Even if he dies, at least he can say he tried.....

"I swear on my life, you will get your fucken retribution!!!!!"

*Slam*

The door shuts and the room turns into silence. The middle age man grins. He unzips his pants and climbs on top of Ting's mother.

Leaning down, he licks her cheeks, trailing down until he stops at her breasts. Like an ugly snake, he sucks on them and thrusts inside her.

As the man groan in his list, Ting's mother did not make a sound or show any kind of reaction. The sound of skin hitting against each other echo inside the room with metal scraping the floor.

"How does it feel? Does it feel good to be watched by your husband?"

The man grabs Ting's mother's cheeks and turn her to look at Ting's father.

Seeing her husband, she finally shows a small reaction. Her eyes turned watery as she looks at the man she loves.

On top, the middle age was really turned on. This is a sexual fetish to him, he loves it when he's banging a woman in front of her husband.

It gave a very exotic and exciting feeling to the scene.

"Moan for me woman! Why are you so fucking boring?"

He groans and shouts at the woman below in annoyance. Does this stupid woman not know that her actions can turn a man off?

"..."

As the man thrust in and out of the woman, tears slowly makes their way down the woman's eyes.

She was no longer crying because of what the disgusting man was doing to her.. she is crying because of how unfair life was to her and her family...

Her red and teary eyes stayed fixated on her dead husband... Guilt and pain grips her heart.

'Ting... my son, don't hate your father... you know he's a very gullible person... From now on, you must strong and live on... Please forgive us...'

Looking at her husband one last time, she close her eyes and clench her jaw.

As the man on top continue into his lust, he did not realize that the woman he is doing had already stopped breathing.

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In the dark room, Jingxu snaps out from his thoughts. Slowly, he looks at Ting.

Those people had actually broke Ting's right leg and tossed him in here with no treatment at all. Ting at this moment was like someone who had given up all hope in life.

As if he was just waiting for death to take him.

Jingxu could only stay in silence. How is he supposed to tell someone that everything will be okay after witnessing their parents.....

Looking up at the small high window, he could see that outside had turned dark. Closing his eyes, he hope that someone will come save them....

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