I struggled to sit up, my head still spinning from the anesthetic. Looking around, I couldn’t see a single light. The place he’d brought me to was a dilapidated two-story house, seemingly abandoned for a long time.
I gritted my teeth and asked, “You dog, what did you bring me here for?”
Thien sat on the empty window frame, casually crossing his legs, and replied, “You’re about to die and you’re still talking big? Who do you think you are to make me apologize to you? You like to tattle on my father, huh? Go ahead, tell him again, if you’re so brave, tell him to come here!”
The only sounds around the house were the croaking of frogs; even if I screamed until my throat was hoarse, no one would hear me. I could only think of a way to buy time, to find a chance to survive.
I said, “You’re such a coward. Why don’t you fight me fair and square? What’s so great about three against one?”
Thien sneered, “You want to know why? Because I’m rich. A penniless wretch like you couldn’t even find three or four guys like me! Oh wait, I just swindled twenty-five million from my dad, I’m dirt poor, but not completely penniless.”
At that moment, I realized my money had vanished. I rushed towards him, snarling, “Damn you, give me back my money!”
Thien didn’t dodge; he simply kicked me, sending me tumbling backward. My hands and feet were tied tightly; only if I grew wings could I escape.
Thien stood in front of me, spat, and rubbed his penis, saying, “Deal with this bastard for me. Hurry up, I need to go fuck my beloved Tra. I’m so horny.”
Two tall, burly young men behind him responded in unison, “Yes, sir!” I could now see they were the two guys who had been drinking with Thien at Nam’s bar that day.
But just seconds later, Thien screamed again, “Damn it! What are you doing? Let me go, you dogs!”
Instead of attacking me, the two thugs grabbed Thien’s arms and tied him up. Thien struggled, but they kicked him in the back of the knees, forcing him to his knees. Then, his legs were tied up just like mine. He yelled, “You two dogs! Are you rebelling? I’ll beat you both to death!”
One of them came forward and slapped Thien hard across the face, sending him tumbling to the ground. Then he said, “Thien, let me tell you, from this moment on, you’re nothing to us anymore, understand?”
Thien scrambled to his feet, one side of his face swollen. He said, “I gave you guys money to party, and now you’re betraying me?”
The other guy retorted, “We joined in the fun, but we didn’t get to party at all! Have you ever treated us like human beings, Thien? Do you think you’re some kind of god? A half-baked gangster living off his dad’s money, and you think you can be our boss?”
I sat motionless, thinking about what to do next. Meanwhile, Thien seemed to have figured something out. He said, “Which side planted you two?”
One guy replied, “We followed you before because you were rich. But now we follow Long. He has a decent job, not some lowlife parasite like you. He respects us too; he would never use us for his childish amusement.”
The other guy said, “Just finish him off quickly, bro. We need to report back to Long.”
The two of them picked up the iron pipes. I thought that after Thien was done, it would be my turn. Suddenly, they stopped. The younger guy said, “Hey, do you want to have some fun?”
The older guy winked, “Sure. He’ll be dead soon anyway. What’s there to be afraid of?”
They went over to help Thien up. The older guy supported Thien while the younger guy tore Thien’s clothes into a pile of rags, not even leaving his underwear. Thien quickly showed signs of panic, screaming, “What the hell do you guys want to do?”
My younger brother, while unbuckling his belt, replied, “I heard you’re really horny, huh? Out of brotherhood, I’ll let you relieve your horniness before you die, that’s all.”
Then he pulled down his pants, and his huge, hairy dick immediately sprang out. I was horrified, and the next second I was speechless thinking about what the two of them were about to do.
The older brother lifted Thien up, with Thien’s back resting against his chest. He formed a circle around Thien’s knees, causing Thien to bend over in mid-air, exposing his anus. Thien’s penis went limp; he probably couldn’t imagine what was about to happen.
The younger brother put on a condom and immediately thrust his dick in. Thien screamed, but in this abandoned building, even if he screamed ten times louder, no one would hear him.
Thien writhed in pain, but his older brother held him tightly, so he couldn’t do anything. In pain and anger, his voice choked with sobs as he spoke: “Stop… stop… It hurts so much… Stop… Ah… It hurts so much…”
His younger brother was fucking Thien while savoring the sensation. He looked up at the sky, his lips pursed in pleasure as the sensation surged from his penis. He moaned uncontrollably. The younger brother whispered, “Oh, it feels so good, brother… It’s definitely a straight guy’s asshole… So tight… My dick feels so good, brother…”
The older brother replied, “You use your dick to stretch her asshole open, I’ll play with you later. My dick is bigger than yours, so don’t worry about it being too loose.”
This was also the first time I saw Thien cry. He was in pain, but he was ten times more humiliated. I guess his brain must have gone numb, because he wasn’t screaming anymore, only moaning from the dull pain with each thrust.
After a while, the younger brother thrust his dick in all the way and shuddered, ejaculating violently. Thien screamed again, “It’s so hot… So hot…” when his younger brother left his dick there without pulling it out.
Finally, the younger brother pulled his dick out. He removed the semen-filled condom from his still erect penis and waved it in front of his older brother.
The older brother let go of Thien, and Thien immediately collapsed to the ground. Pain, humiliation, despair—those things left Thien completely drained of strength.
His older brother adjusted Thien’s position, making him lie face down on the floor with his anus facing me. The previously small anus was now wide open and swollen. Then it was his turn. He took off his pants and looked at me, saying, “Look, your little brother is getting fucked by a guy!”
This guy’s dick was definitely bigger. Not only that, but judging by his tone, he was even more of a perverted sex addict. He took the condom that his younger brother hadn’t thrown away yet, shoved the tube into Thien’s anus, and pulled it open, letting all the semen run inside.
Thien writhed and groaned, “It hurts… it hurts so much… Ah…” Before Thien could recover from the pain, his older brother thrust his dick in. He pushed deep inside, causing semen to gush out with a squelching sound. Thien cried again when he realized his younger brother was recording this scene with his phone.
Thien could no longer maintain his usual arrogant demeanor, crying and pleading: “Don’t… Don’t turn around… Stop… Don’t…”
His words were worthless from the start, and even less so now. His older brother was even more forceful than his younger brother, moaning twice as loudly: “It feels so good, little brother… Your semen is so slippery… Big brother, does it feel good when I fuck you? Your pussy is so tight… I wish I had fucked you sooner… It feels so good, big brother…”
Thien squeezed his eyes shut, gritting his teeth, enduring all his resentment, which turned into tears. He never imagined that one day he would be humiliated like this by his younger brother.
After a while, his older brother finished fucking Thien. He pulled out his dick and ejaculated a stream of semen all over Thien’s back. Thien lay motionless, as if dead, but perhaps he wished he had been hit on the head earlier; it would have been much better.
After satisfying themselves, the two guys put their clothes back on properly and picked up their iron pipes. It seemed their target was still Thien first.
Seeing them approach, I said, “Hey guys, can I ask you a favor?”
The older brother asked, “What? You want to sleep with him too?”
I shook my head and said, “You two know how much of a feud I have with Thien, right? Don’t get your hands dirty. If someone finds out he’s missing and you’re implicated, it’ll be a big problem. Let me handle him!”
The younger brother looked at me suspiciously, “Are you planning something?”
I honestly replied, “I have no grudge against you two. Why would I harm you? You two were just following his orders. Let me handle him.”
They stared at me for a long time, then said, “You don’t have a grudge against us, but you do have a grudge against our boss. She told us to deal with you, so don’t expect to get away with it.”
I was stunned, thinking I had escaped danger, but it turned out I hadn’t. Who was this boss? What had I done to make an enemy of her?
But there was no time to think too much, so I said, “That’s great. Now I’ll deal with him, then you two can deal with me. I’m just a country bumpkin, nobody will care if I die here. I don’t regret dying, but I’d rather see him off first. You two can take out your phones and record it. If there’s any investigation, you can just provide the evidence or have someone upload it online. Besides, Thien used to be your senior, and if you kill him like this, no senior will trust you anymore.”
The two of them started to think, perhaps finding some truth in what I said. Seeing their hesitation, I provoked them again: “Oh my God, are you two really afraid you can’t catch me alone when I’m tied up like this?”
Hearing that, their pride felt trampled on. They immediately kicked the iron pipe towards me, ordering, “Beat me up nicely, I have to show it to Long!”
I picked up the iron pipe and shouted, “Move back a little, or the blood will splatter on you!”
They retreated further, the older brother standing by the window holding his phone, ready to film. I moved closer to Thien and yelled, “Kneel down! Or do you want your head flattened on the floor?”
While Thien glanced at me, I signaled him to cooperate. Otherwise, both of them would lose their lives right here.
Thien awkwardly sat up and knelt on the ground. I stood behind him, swinging my stick, preparing to deliver a powerful blow.
My chance was in this one strike. Okay. “Eat well, or go home on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month every year.”
I snapped two or three shots, and my older brother urged, “Hurry up! My phone’s almost out of battery!”
I shouted, “Get the phone angle right, brother! One…”
Whoosh…
The iron pipe flew from my hand, spun around, and hit my older brother, who was holding his phone by the window frame, in the chest. The force of the iron pipe was so great that he stumbled and fell backward. My younger brother next to him couldn’t react in time and couldn’t catch him. My older brother screamed and fell below. I don’t know if he survived, but I didn’t hear any further sounds. It was definitely worth asking Mom for money this month to make a slingshot for birds.
My younger brother saw me playing tricks, picked up the iron pipe, and ran towards us, intending to take on both of us at once. I yelled, “Thien, run… what are you doing sitting there?”
Thien was already exhausted; even lifting his legs to run was a problem for him. Moreover, his hands and feet were tied, making it difficult for him to walk, let alone run away.
As soon as Thien moved, his younger brother swung the iron pipe at him. Even at this moment, Thien was still his priority.
Thien couldn’t run even when the iron pipe was about to hit his head. I could only jump to his side and turn my back to block…
Crack…
I felt something shatter inside me. But at this moment, I had to suppress the pain to save my own life.
Before he could swing the iron pipe again, I clenched my fists and used all my strength to hit him on the head. Having not worked in agriculture for a long time, I forgot that my strength wasn’t to be underestimated. The guy staggered, lost his balance, and fell to the ground. I seized the opportunity to jump on top of him, disarming him and throwing the iron pipe aside.
I continued to punch him on both sides of the head until he was completely silent and unable to utter a sound.
…
But then, a sharp pain shot through me, paralyzing me. I fell to the ground, my lower body almost completely numb. I screamed, “Thien, run! Watch out, his older brother might come back!”
Thien crawled to where his pants were torn, pulled out a switchblade from inside, cut the ropes binding his hands and feet, and then approached me…
I sighed… It turned out I couldn’t escape fate. Reforming a person was perhaps more difficult than I imagined.
I said, “I need your help with something. After I die, tell my mother that I apologize to her. I haven’t been able to do anything for her in this life, and if there’s a next life, I hope we’ll meet again… Please, for my sake, save me.”
Thien muttered, “Who has the time? If you want to talk to her, go talk to your mother, you idiot.”
As he spoke, he used the knife to cut the ropes binding me. After finishing, he coldly stood up and said, “Why are you still lying there? Let’s go home.”
I winced, “I can’t walk.”
Unexpectedly, he bent down, pulled me up, and placed me on his back. He said, “Hold on tight. If you fall, you’ll have to bear the consequences.”
He carried me down the stairs, step by step, and out into the yard, he saw his older brother lying unconscious with blood dripping from his head. He took the phone from his brother’s hand, then picked up another phone and called someone, saying, “Come to the abandoned building to help me clean up.”
After saying that, he hung up and placed me on the back of his motorbike. He revved the engine and sped out onto the road, but at that moment, he realized something was wrong. He was completely naked.
He stopped by the roadside, deep in thought. Calling his subordinates to bring him some clothes to change into wouldn’t be difficult, but he was afraid they would gossip about it behind his back. “If we run back naked like that, and someone sees us, we’ll probably end up in the newspapers tomorrow.”
I suggested, “Take my clothes off.”
Thien looked at me, silently, but his face clearly showed hesitation.
I added, “Take them off and put them back on. You’re from a wealthy family; it’s not good for people to see you like this. And I’m just a country bumpkin; nobody would notice if I were naked.”
“I’m sorry.”
I was a little stunned: “Huh… huh?”
Thien said seriously, “I’m sorry.”
I chuckled. If he had apologized earlier, things probably wouldn’t have gotten this bad. But after a life-or-death situation, I didn’t have the mood to be angry anymore.
I said, “Okay, if you apologize, then we’re even. Take my clothes off and put them back on quickly, or people will see us.”
After a while of struggling, he finally agreed to take my clothes off and put them back on. I was wearing only my underwear, and besides being a little cold, there was nothing to worry about.
My phone suddenly rang. As soon as I answered, I heard a thunderous voice shouting, “Where did you go, Phuc?”
Thien snatched the phone and replied, “She’s with me in the abandoned building area. Come here and pick her up. She was kidnapped and raped; she’s only wearing her underwear now.”
After saying that, Thien hung up and slowly drove me back to the city center. I sat behind him, clinging tightly, because I had lost all feeling in my lower body. If I let go, I would immediately fall onto the road and tumble down.
A few cars sped past, and seeing me in only my underwear, people panicked and shouted, “Pervert! Oh my God, a pervert!”
Near the city center, Thien stopped to wait for Truong An to pick us up. I asked, “How did you know he would come to pick us up?”
Thien smirked: “He’s my brother. I could tell at a glance he liked you. He’s probably all horny right now…”
TuI was scared, but whenever I had the chance, Thien would tease An. And why does everyone think Truong An likes me, only I don’t see it?
As soon as he finished speaking, car headlights shone from afar. Inside the car was none other than Anh Tai, with Truong An sitting in the front seat. Seeing us, the car stopped, and Truong An quickly opened the door and jumped out.
Thien said, “I’m leaving her to you. I’m leaving.”
As soon as Truong An lifted me into his arms, Thien sped off like a gust of wind. After getting me into the car, Truong An urgently said, “Anh Tai, to the hospital.”
Perhaps because I had just survived a near-death experience, seeing that I was still alive, I wasn’t afraid anymore. Meanwhile, Truong An became incredibly anxious.
Sitting in the ambulance, he held my hand tightly and said, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid…”
When the ambulance arrived, before the stretcher could even be wheeled out, Chang An carried me inside. Very quickly, I was taken straight to the operating room because the doctor examined me and discovered I had a spinal injury.
I fell into a coma again. My only wish was that when I woke up, I could walk normally again.
…Beep… Beep… Beep…
The continuous beeping of the electrocardiogram machine startled me awake. There were no doctors or nurses by my bedside, only Chang An lying with his head on the hospital bed.
I smiled foolishly. But then, I was horrified to realize that the music box I had repaired yesterday was lying neglected in a corner of the room.
But it wasn’t intact; the top was warped, and the bottom was shattered…
I woke Trường An up, urgently pointing to the corner of the room and asking, “Who… who broke your music box?!”
Trường An grabbed my hand and calmly replied, “I did it.”
I snapped, “Are you crazy? Why would you fix it and then smash it?”
Trường An quietly said, “Because before, when it came home, I had already lost someone I loved. I don’t want that to happen again…”
I wasn’t sure if he was referring to me. After all, Mr. Nhật, Aunt Bảy, Thiên, and Tài were all people he loved, so if he said he smashed it because of me, it would be more like a guess.
I changed the subject: “It’s your birthday today, isn’t it? Happy birthday!”
Actually, I didn’t know what a birthday was; I only learned about it gradually from seeing people celebrate it at the pub when I worked there. Trường An said, “Your birthday was yesterday. I’ve been sleeping for two whole days.”
I thought I’d only just dozed off.
Suddenly remembering that Thiên was just as disheveled as I was the day before, I asked, “Is Thiên alright, brother?”
Suddenly, Trường An became cheerful: “You know what happened, right? Tell me. Thiên has been acting strangely since that day, staying indoors all the time. What did you two do that day that you’re hiding from me?”
Just then, someone burst through the door. Thiên said loudly, “Dad wants me back because he wants to ask me something.”
Seeing Trường An hesitating to leave, Thiên teased, “Go ahead, man. I’ll keep watch here. No one’s going to take him away, so why are you making such a fuss?”
Trường An playfully hit his younger brother on the head, then reminded me, “The doctor said you’re not allowed to go anywhere, okay? I’ve prepared a tube for you; just lift the blanket and you’ll see it.”
Oh my god, it turns out my lower body was still numb, so I couldn’t feel much. There was a whole set of instruments attached to my groin, not just a tube.
Thien brought me a bunch of fruit and food that Auntie Bay had cooked at home. If Truong An hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have believed there was a Thien like this.
I asked, “So, is it still very painful?”
Thien paused for a moment, then laughed happily, “A little. I have to eat porridge until it’s completely healed, it’s a bit tough.”
I laughed too, “Yeah, it’s lucky you didn’t die. Just hang in there.”
Unexpectedly, he even teased me, “Even a guy as big as my older brother’s couldn’t handle it. I’m only this big, how could I possibly die?”
I never thought there would be a time when Thien and I could sit and laugh together like this. But really, only after going through life and death together do you realize that petty grudges are nothing.
I suddenly remembered those two gangsters and asked, “Hey, are those two dead or alive?”
Thien brought me a bowl of porridge and replied, “They’re still alive. But I bet they want to die right now.”
Of course, even if Thien had a change of heart, he wouldn’t be merciful enough to let them off the hook. Thien made them cut off their own penises, otherwise he would make their lives a living hell.
I shuddered slightly: “And how did they manage to do it themselves?”
Thien took a bite of an apple and calmly said, “They just need to sign the papers. The doctor will take care of the rest.”
There was something else I was curious about: “Hey, remember that boss they were talking about? Who is she?”
Thien replied, “It’s Ly, of course. You know about her sleeping with men, so she wants to get rid of you, right? It’s because she said, ‘The dead don’t need apologies,’ so I planned to get rid of you to save face. Ugh… Utter nonsense.”
I knew Ly was troublesome, but I never imagined she’d be this vicious. But her family has no money, no status, so what gives her the audacity to act like this?
I said casually, “Does she have someone backing her up? Otherwise, how could she be so bold?”
Thien pondered, even the matter of… Even Ly dared to do something like that with the smell of his drugs from before. Perhaps, what both Thien and I know isn’t the whole truth. Thien said, “After she gives birth, I’ll take the baby for a DNA test. Who knows, it might not even be my child.”
If it were before, I probably wouldn’t have thought about this. But thinking about it now, it’s possible Ly fed someone else some snail and then blamed Thien for it.