"Damn it, slap me in the face? I'll kill you first!" Mason, eyes bloodshot, stomped on Howie Jiang's corpse, kicked it over, and then wildly fired his submachine gun again—"rat-tat-tat-tat!"—riddling poor Howie Jiang's body with bloody holes. Crimson blood gushed from the wounds torn open by bullets, the scene was shocking and gruesome.
"Ah—!" Vivian Fang and Yvonne Hu, standing nearby, never expected things to change so suddenly. Terrified, they screamed, especially Yvonne Hu, whose face turned pale as she collapsed into Vivian Fang's arms. The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, crying uncontrollably. In less than a day, they'd witnessed several brutal killings firsthand—the shock was simply too much for them!
They knew it was this sleazy guy named Mason who was the most murderous and ruthless. He personally led several armed thugs to drag two young female employees of the Dongping River Hydropower Station upstairs to rape and kill them. Although Vivian Fang and Yvonne Hu hadn't witnessed that cruel, bloody, and twisted scene themselves, they heard the desperate, agonized screams from upstairs, mixed with the thugs' deranged laughter. Those sounds were forever etched in their hearts—just hearing Mason's sinister laugh made them shiver with fear.
After venting his long-suppressed rage on Howie Jiang's corpse, Mason saw the other armed thugs staring at him in shock. Several who were close to Howie Jiang even raised their weapons at him. But Mason was a desperado—his viciousness surged again, and he decided to go all the way. Suddenly, he raised his gun and fired at the hesitant men—
"Bang—bang—bang—!" Caught off guard, those hesitant thugs were instantly gunned down by Mason, sent straight to hell in the blink of an eye!
"Damn it! Who's tougher than me? Come out and fight me—come on!!" Mason's black, skinny face twisted as he roared like a madman, his aura as fierce as a wolf. For a moment, none of the other thugs dared challenge this crazed maniac.
"Motherfuckers—no one objects? Then I'm your new boss now—got it?!" Mason continued, glaring with his bull-like eyes and shouting.
"Uh—but Mason bro—you—this is so sudden, we—we—it's kinda hard to accept..." a clueless guy nearby spoke up, nervously.
"Can't accept it?! What's wrong with me? Can't I be the boss? Was Howie Jiang as ruthless as me? Was he as generous? His mother was Chinese, so he's half Chinese bastard. Would he let you kill Chinese people and mess with Chinese women as you please? But I'm different! I'm a native of Northern Myanmar. Those damned Chinese won't let us grow poppies to make money—they made us poor! Now that we have the chance, we squeeze them for cash and kill them! If you listen to me and accept me as boss, you can do whatever you want!" Mason shouted, eyes bloodshot and breathing heavily, at the armed thugs around him.
"Uh—" The armed thugs listened to Mason's "boss speech" and lowered their guns, falling silent. Mason's words were certainly provocative—these thugs were villagers from the mountains of Northern Myanmar who'd long relied on growing poppies and making opium to survive. But with China's tough anti-drug measures, and Chinese leaders in Myanmar's First, Second, and Fourth Special Regions cracking down on poppy fields, their livelihoods had suffered like never before. Combined with narrow-minded nationalism, they resented the Chinese, believing Chinese immigrants ruined their business and their hopes of getting rich. That’s why, in the chaos of war, they took the chance to rob and kidnap Chinese people!
Just then, a guy standing next to Mason, his crotch bulging, had long been drooling over Vivian Fang and Yvonne Hu. He carefully said to Mason, "Mason bro, if I follow you, can I have one of these Chinese women? If you let me have them, I'll do whatever you say—"
"Heh heh—Monty! As long as you listen to me, you can have your pick—not just these two, go grab more Chinese women from the bridge if you want! And I'll give you a cut of the money we get—" Mason replied, laughing with twisted delight.
"Ah! That's awesome, Mason bro, you're the real deal. From now on, I'm with you! So—can I touch them now? I can't wait—" The guy named Monty, thrilled by Mason’s promise, immediately switched sides, rubbing his hands impatiently and staring at Vivian Fang and Yvonne Hu like a hungry wolf, as if his eyes could rip their clothes off.
"Heh heh—Monty, hold your horses. Soon, you and I will each get one of these Chinese beauties, and we’ll take our time enjoying them. But first, I need to see who else wants to join me! If you’re in, we’ll take these two to the woods and have our fun—everyone gets a taste! What do you say, brothers? Want a turn? If you do, follow me and you’ll get lucky right away!" Mason threw out a tempting offer, knowing these guys had long been drooling over Vivian Fang and Yvonne Hu. This was the perfect way to buy their loyalty.
Sure enough, the thugs got excited, scrambling to pledge loyalty to Mason as their new boss. Their eyes lit up as they stared at Vivian Fang and Yvonne Hu, secretly swallowing hard like starving wolves, desperate to tear off their clothes and ravage them.
"Heh heh heh—looks like everyone's on the same page! Getting a taste of these two stunning Chinese beauties is one of life's greatest pleasures! Heh heh heh—here's the deal! Since I'm the new boss and Monty's shown his loyalty, I’ve decided—Monty and I go first! Once we've sampled them, it’s your turn to have some fun!" Mason laughed lecherously.
"Oh—great! Boss, hurry up—us brothers are waiting—"
"Yeah, yeah! Boss, don’t go too hard on them—leave some for us to enjoy!"
"Boss, when you’re done, it’s my turn—"
The thugs shouted excitedly, losing all restraint, turning into a pack of horny beasts. The whole valley echoed with their lewd laughter.
"All right, all right! No need to rush, brothers. These two Chinese beauties are so gorgeous and tender—no way I'd finish them off so quickly. Gotta enjoy them slowly. Once I’m done, everyone gets a turn. Now, keep an eye on the other Chinese—don’t let them escape! They’re all rich bosses! Once we get ransom, it’ll be a fortune!" Mason said, grabbing Vivian Fang’s arm, ignoring her resistance, covering her mouth and dragging her toward the woods.
Monty followed close behind, yanking Yvonne Hu’s arm, ignoring her cries and pleas, grinning lewdly as he dragged her after Mason into the dense woods in the valley.