Chapter 3

I rubbed my eyes carefully to make sure I wasn't seeing things, and indeed, it was my good-for-nothing second uncle!

He always liked to wear a white shirt and polish his leather shoes to a shine. Don't be fooled by his neat appearance; only I knew about his carefree and irresponsible nature. And I've always been puzzled by how he knew so many big brothers from the streets.

I originally wanted to go back to school to wash up and change clothes, but he spotted me with his sharp eyes and called me over from a distance, waving with a cigarette in his mouth. I walked over reluctantly, thinking to myself, "What a good-for-nothing, why did he come now, just after I got beaten up?"

My second uncle looked me up and down, his smile fading and his eyes changing. He asked me directly, "What happened? On your first day of transferring, you got beaten up like this?"

"Nothing, I just fell and hurt myself. What are you doing here?" I replied without much politeness, still clinging to a bit of vanity, not wanting to lose face in front of him.

"Amazing, this fall must have been quite something. Your eyes are red, your face is swollen, and even your glasses are shattered!" He spoke sarcastically, and I felt a lump in my throat, almost crying.

My second uncle has always been sharp-eyed. I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth, saying, "It's none of your business, I want to go home!"

"Go home your ass! Who dares to beat my nephew like this? This can't be left unaddressed! Get in the car first!"

My second uncle's words left me stunned. He was completely different from before. I didn't expect such a strong reaction from him, and even more surprising was the BMW he drove. Seeing a few tattooed big brothers smoking in the car, I felt a surge of confidence.

The dissatisfaction with my second uncle vanished instantly. I thought to myself, if he had come a bit earlier, I wouldn't have been beaten up. It would have been the little yellow-haired guys who got beaten up, and if Sister Seventeen had seen my second uncle, she wouldn't have dared to do anything to me!

In the car, I recounted the entire incident, including the money we had collected. I thought my second uncle would definitely take revenge, but his words left me dumbfounded.

"Sanming, you idiot, are your hands meant for scooping shit? They beat you, and you didn't even fight back? If you can't beat them, can't you gouge out their eyes? What did I teach you when you were little?"

"I... I couldn't..."

I wanted to say I couldn't fight back, but I remembered what my second uncle used to say: if you can fight, fight; if you can't, gouge out their eyes. Even the toughest guys are afraid of having their eyes gouged out. But it's easy to say, I didn't dare to do it when it really happened.

"Alright, let's go eat first. Then we'll find that guy at the Soaring Internet Cafe. A little shit like a net admin, I don't believe in this evil!"

My second uncle cursed, and I didn't dare to say anything, but I felt warm inside, thinking he was still my second uncle and would help me when I needed it.

We had a barbecue at a nearby stall. My second uncle ordered me five chicken legs and made me drink two bottles of cold beer. After eating, my head was a bit dizzy, and the pain in my body lessened.

Alcohol is a good thing, my second uncle used to say. Men should drink the strongest liquor and fuck the wildest dogs!

"Sanming, are you full? We'll go and teach that little shit a lesson!" Hearing this, I was a bit scared. Although I had been beaten, I didn't want to fight back. I just wanted the little yellow-haired guys to leave me alone.

"Second Uncle... maybe we should let it go. Just find him, I'm afraid he'll cause trouble for me again..."

"Bullshit! Can't you give me some face? You got beaten up like this and you're still scared? Every time he causes trouble, you beat him up until he doesn't dare to anymore!"

I saw my second uncle's eyes turn red, not sure if it was because he was angry with me or because he had drunk too much. He looked quite scary, and I didn't dare to say anything more.

My second uncle has always been carefree and irresponsible, and I rarely saw him angry or scold me. I felt a complex mix of emotions, wondering if he had changed...

Maybe he realized he had been too harsh, and he patted my shoulder, saying earnestly, "Sanming, it's not that I won't help you, but some things you have to take care of yourself. When we find that little shit, do to him what he did to you. Gouge out his eyes, got it?"

"Okay!" I nodded forcefully, still a bit scared, but with my second uncle backing me up, I wasn't afraid. There were several tattooed big brothers who seemed to be on good terms with my second uncle, and they would definitely help if something happened.

I thought to myself, with these tattooed big brothers around, no one would dare to cause trouble for me at school. They were all street people, and even the way they smoked looked cool and tough!

By the time we finished eating, it was already 9 PM. My second uncle led the group to the Soaring Internet Cafe, parking the BMW far away. I was a bit nervous, but seeing the tattooed big brothers gave me confidence.

I had fought before, but it was just minor squabbles with other kids. I had never really hit anyone, and I had never sought revenge like this. I felt a complex mix of emotions.

But now that my second uncle was leading the group, I wasn't afraid. I remembered how the little yellow-haired guys had beaten me in the alley this afternoon, and I had it all in my mind!

"Go in first, we'll watch from behind. Find that guy and beat him up, beat him to death, got it?" My second uncle lit a cigarette for me, and I took a deep puff.

"I understand, Second Uncle, I won't let you down!"

I took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the Soaring Internet Cafe. I was still a bit scared, but I was more afraid of embarrassing my second uncle in front of others.

I knew my second uncle, who seemed to care about nothing, but in reality, he had the highest pride of anyone!

The air conditioning in the internet cafe was very cold, and most people were playing League of Legends. I didn't see the little yellow-haired guy at the counter, and I couldn't find him after looking around. I wondered if he wasn't there.

Just as I was about to leave, I noticed a row of private rooms at the back of the internet cafe. I thought maybe the little yellow-haired guy was in one of them. If I couldn't find him tonight, he would definitely cause trouble for me again tomorrow...

Suddenly, someone patted me on the shoulder. It was my second uncle, and the tattooed big brothers were with him. I felt a surge of confidence and walked straight to the private rooms without a word.

The doors of the private rooms were closed, and I couldn't knock on each one to find him.

Just as I was hesitating, I heard a soft moan, which sounded like Sister Seventeen's, coming from the last private room...

I leaned in to listen, and indeed, it was Sister Seventeen and the little yellow-haired guy. They were making strange noises, and I looked back at my second uncle, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

When I entered, I was stunned. Sister Seventeen's face was tear-streaked, and her clothes were scattered on the floor. The little yellow-haired guy was holding her hands...

I stood there, stunned, and so did the little yellow-haired guy and Sister Seventeen. My eyes involuntarily fell on Sister Seventeen's body. Although I had seen Japanese porn before, I had never seen a girl's body in real life. The white expanse of her chest made my throat tighten!

"You, how did you get here!" Sister Seventeen covered her chest tightly, and I couldn't help but swallow, but I saw the pleading and helplessness in her eyes.

"Get the hell out of here!" The little yellow-haired guy pointed at the door, and I saw a dragon tattoo on his shoulder, which made me lose my confidence.

"Brother Fei, I... I..."

"Did you come to pay the money? Wait outside, I'll get it from you later." The little yellow-haired guy's tone softened, and he turned back to Sister Seventeen, but I couldn't move from where I stood.

I knew why I was here tonight and that my second uncle and the big brothers were waiting outside. If I left now, I would really embarrass my second uncle!

My second uncle has always been good to me, and I couldn't let him down. I don't know if it was the chicken legs or the alcohol, but I felt a small flame burning inside me as I looked at Sister Seventeen's body.

Suddenly, the little yellow-haired guy turned around, saw that I hadn't left, and walked over, slapping me across the face and yelling, "Can't you understand human language?"

I held my face, feeling the burning pain, and looked at Sister Seventeen's white legs. I stammered, "No, I didn't come to pay the money, actually... fuck you!"

Before I finished, I bit my lip and slapped him hard. My second uncle always said, "Strike first, or you'll suffer later. Only a fool waits to be hit before hitting back!"

The slap stunned the little yellow-haired guy, and me too. But before I could say anything to scare him, he punched me in the face, and I fell to the ground, seeing black spots.

The little yellow-haired guy kicked me repeatedly, cursing all the while. I covered my head, waiting for my second uncle and the others to come in, but no one came to help. The pain was unbearable.

I don't know what came over me, but I stood up suddenly, feeling a surge of anger. I couldn't let my second uncle down!

I closed my eyes and swung my fists wildly, not sure where they were hitting, but I was determined to hit the little yellow-haired guy. I gritted my teeth, waiting for my second uncle to come in, and I could feel people at the door, giving me confidence!

I fought desperately with the little yellow-haired guy, not sure why he was still fighting back, but with my second uncle, I wasn't afraid. I swung my fists wildly, fighting with all my might!

Soon, the little yellow-haired guy was knocked to the ground, and I didn't hesitate to sit on him, pounding his face with my fists. I felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction!