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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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Jingxu and Ting were taken to a dark and smelly room. Just when Jingxu tried to adjust his vision to the dark, someone turns the lights on.

The room wasn't big, but it was bigger than the room they were locked in. Jingxu move his eyes to look at the room, then.....

Right in the center of the room was a metal table. A table that doctors use when they perform surgeries and on this table laid a woman...

Her clothes and hair were disheveled. She had dried blood and bruises all over her body.

Jingxu has never seen this woman before, but from the way her wrists and ankles were tied, he knew what had happened.

He clench his fists tightly until his nails dig into his skin. What he is seeing now was something he knew very well... The him then may have been very young, but he was old enough at the time to know...

His mother... He had witnessed the same thing happen to his birth mother.

"Argh! Bastard!

"

Ting who was knocked out was woken up by a splash of smelly cold water. His eyes shot open and he glares at the men in the room. Until....

"Mother!!!!

"

His entire body trembles as he stares at his mother with disbelieving eyes.

"Ma!!!

"

Ting's mother laid lifeless on the metal table. Her eyes were opened, but they were red and she stare up at the ceiling like an empty doll.

Jingxu turn to look at Ting. Like a mountain had suddenly land on him, he could not believe what he just heard.

This woman.... she is his mother...

Like a dam that was broken, tears ran down Ting's cheeks. He felt so powerless.

"Ma...

"

Just one look... one look was enough to know what happened to his mother.

Ting sat on his knees and he leans forward, hitting his forehead onto the floor. His body tremble as he wails in agony.

Breathing heavily, he lift his head up and his expression turned murderous. As if, he had sold his soul to the devil.

"Why... why... why?!! Fucken bastards?!!!

"

One of the men sneers at Ting, he grab Ting by the hair and lift his head up.

"Why? Should we demonstrate how your mother screams when we lined her up?

"

"Fucken bastard!!!!

"

Ting spits at the man's face. He didn't care if he dies at this moment. Life was never fair to him and his family.

"Son of a bitch! You **en spit on me!

"

The man lifts Ting higher and punch his face. Fist after fist, messing Ting's face up even more.

"Stop! You're going to kill him!! You **en bastard!!

"

Jingxu couldn't take it anymore. He stands up and bumps the man with his head.

"Y-you!!!

"

And just like that, Jingxu was also beaten up. Punches and kicks land on them one after another, to the point where they couldn't even feel the pain anymore.

"Enough.

"

A man's voice trails from the door, stopping the men seconds away from killing Jingxu and Ting.

"Boss!

"

All the men moves away from Jingxu and Ting as they greet their boss.

The boss was a middle aged man, he wore gray suit. Stopping in front of the two good for nothing kids, then slightly bend forward and he sneers at them.

"I don't want them dead. Not yet. I can still use them to get my money.

"

Straightening up, he turns to look at Ting's mother. His lips curl upwards into a sinister smirk. Licking his crusty lips, he walks towards her like a hungry hyena.

Ting's mother is a very pretty woman. Even in her late forties, she still looked young and had a great body.

The middle man can't help but drool as he eye every inch of Ting's mother. Seeing how both her wrists and ankles were tied to each corner of the metal table, the desire in him grew more.

He was the first to taste her, then his men, but would that stop him? No. Every women he takes, he shares with his brothers.

"So pretty....

"

He reach down and caress Ting's mother's face, slowly trailing down her neck to her body.

"Don't **en touch her!!!!

"

Ting roars at the top of his dry lungs.

"Get the ** away from her!!!

"

Stopping his hand, the middle age man glance at Ting. Tilting his head, he sneers like an evil minister. He signals to one of his men.

The man nods his head and leaves the room only to return quickly. In his hand was a body, without any warning, he throws the body in front of Ting like it was garbage.

"If you don't shut up, you'll end up like him.

"

"....

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