Chapter 4

I don't know how many punches I threw or how many I received. My vision blurred, and stars danced in front of my eyes. My head was dizzy, but I had only one thought: to beat the living daylights out of the punk and show Uncle Second what I was made of!

Strangely, I kept glancing at Seventeen Sister. Although she had hit me in the afternoon, seeing the tears on her face made me feel a vague sense of sorrow. I had always been unable to bear seeing a girl cry.

Maybe Uncle Second was right; tears are a woman's most powerful weapon. A man who can't stand a woman's tears is a man of principle.

In the blink of an eye, the punk was lying on the ground, no longer fighting back. He covered his face and screamed, and the more I beat him, the more energized I felt, especially under Seventeen's tearful gaze. It was as if I had endless strength!

I cursed and insulted the punk's entire family and ancestors. Uncle Second had always said that a man should stand tall and never use despicable means against women!

Only after I was pulled away did I realize the punk was covered in blood, lying motionless on the ground. I wasn't in much better shape, with blood streaming from my nose.

"Uncle Second, look, I didn't let you down..." I turned around and was stunned. The VIP room was surrounded by onlookers, but there was no sign of Uncle Second or his friends!

My heart sank. The confidence I had just moments ago vanished. Looking at the punk I had beaten, I felt an indescribable chill... I had really messed up!

"Seventeen Sister, you better go!" I shouted at her and immediately ran out of the room. She called out to me, but I didn't hear what she said.

There was no sign of Uncle Second in the internet cafe, only a crowd of onlookers staring at me. Realizing the situation was bad, I ran out of the cafe, and no one dared to stop me.

As I stepped outside, I saw Uncle Second leaning against a BMW, smoking a cigarette and talking to a friend with a smirk on his face.

"Uncle Second, when did you come out? You scared the hell out of me!" My heart had been in my throat, but seeing Uncle Second, I felt relieved. I glanced back at the cafe entrance, thinking I was about to be chased.

"I've been out for a while. What are you afraid of? Did you win?" Uncle Second asked with a smile, handing me a cigarette. I hesitated but took it.

After a few puffs, my throat burned. Suddenly, I realized I might have been set up by Uncle Second. If I hadn't beaten the punk, I would have been killed in the cafe!

"Let's go, Uncle Second. They'll come after us soon!" I looked back at the cafe entrance and saw people chasing out.

"Why should I care? You're the one who beat him, not me..." Uncle Second's smile made my heart sink.

Seeing Uncle Second's serious expression, I felt like a million horses were galloping through my mind. He was really screwing me over!

Now I understood that the unreliable Uncle Second had never intended to help me get revenge. He had let me take the risk, and now that trouble had come, he was washing his hands of it. He was pushing me into the fire!

As the people from the cafe ran closer, my heart raced. If Uncle Second left me, I would be beaten to a pulp tonight!

"Xiong Jiudong! If anything happens to me today, my parents won't let you off!" In a panic, I pointed at Uncle Second and shouted. I don't know where I got the courage, but he just laughed.

"You've grown, little brat. Since you're standing up to me, I'll help you this one time for your parents' sake. Get in the car and wait."

Hearing this, I felt relieved. I thought that even if Uncle Second was unreliable, he would still consider my parents. After all, I was his nephew. If anything happened to me, he wouldn't be off the hook either!

The punk, covered in blood, was helped out of the cafe. My heart tightened again as Uncle Second and a few tattooed men approached and spoke to them. I couldn't hear what they said, but the punk and everyone else returned to the cafe, as if they had reached an agreement.

I sat in the car, relieved. I thought that in critical moments, it's important to use your head. If I hadn't mentioned my parents, who knows what Uncle Second would have done!

After the trouble was resolved, I didn't know where the car was heading. I had a special feeling. In the cafe, I had beaten the punk without any help, something I never thought I could do before...

In a daze, I understood Uncle Second's intention. He wanted me to become stronger. But today was my first day at a new school, and I didn't know anyone. Even if he meant well, this was too much!

Sitting in the car, I couldn't help but think of Seventeen. Her skin was so fair... I took a deep drag on the cigarette and swallowed, feeling a bit excited. Maybe transferring here wasn't such a bad thing.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of an entertainment venue. Uncle Second and the tattooed men got out, laughing.

Looking at the flashing neon lights and the women standing at the entrance, I had a bad feeling, especially knowing Uncle Second's usual behavior!

"Uncle Second, where are you taking me?" I swallowed hard. The women at the entrance were wearing short skirts and high heels, with makeup on. I thought Uncle Second couldn't be taking me to see prostitutes, could he?

"Of course, to relax. You're old enough to become a real man!" Uncle Second rubbed his hands with a smile, leaving me completely stunned but a bit excited. Happiness had come so suddenly, and I wasn't prepared...

Who has ever heard of an uncle taking his nephew to see prostitutes? Uncle Second was only about ten years older than me, but he was still my uncle!

"Damn! Uncle Second, are you messing with me? You're taking me to see prostitutes!?" I stared at him, shocked.

"Of course! Why else would we be here? If you don't want to, wait here. I'll go for a double." Uncle Second said without turning back, laughing with the tattooed men as they walked toward the entrance.

Standing in the parking lot, my mind was blank. I didn't know what Uncle Second was up to. Maybe he was just testing me!

If I showed any weakness, he would have something to hold over me. If he told my parents, I'd be beaten to a pulp. I was only seventeen!

"Hurry up, I have things to do later." Uncle Second urged me, and I didn't know what to say. I had never faced such a situation before. I had seen plenty of Japanese porn, but I had never been to a place like this...

"Uncle Second, I have school tomorrow." My voice was so low, even I couldn't hear it, and Uncle Second didn't notice.

At that moment, a provocatively dressed woman approached the entrance. She had a sharp nose, an oval face, and walked with a sway in her hips, smiling like a flower. She seemed to know Uncle Second well.

She looked to be in her thirties, with a curvy S-shaped figure. She wore a tight white dress that hugged her hips, and a large red flower on the front was stretched tight, showing the outline of her underwear. It made me swallow hard.

Uncle Second laughed and chatted with her, then patted and pinched her butt, as if it were a piece of meat. The woman didn't get angry; instead, she laughed and looked at me.

"This young man is quite handsome. First time here?" She looked at me with a seductive gaze, making my heart race. I could smell her perfume and see her ample chest.

I quickly looked down and swallowed hard, feeling more excited than afraid. My mind was filled with scenes from Japanese porn, and I couldn't take my eyes off her white legs, which seemed to glow...

"He's my nephew, still a virgin. Su Sister, find him a young and beautiful girl. Make sure she's young and pretty, and don't let her take advantage of him!" Uncle Second rubbed his hands with a smile, looking at me.

I thought there was no need to find anyone else; she was perfect! She had everything I wanted, just like Sora Aoi!

Su Sister smiled and said, "Don't worry, Dong Brother. I'll give the young man a red envelope later... Remember to come find me for it!"

She playfully flicked my nose with her long, black-painted fingers, then beckoned me with a finger, as if she could reach into my heart. Honestly, I thought Uncle Second was being too much, but Su Sister... was really good!

Suddenly, Uncle Second pulled me aside and whispered, "Sanming, remember, whores have no feelings, and actors have no loyalty. Never get emotionally involved, and never play with someone you have feelings for. Got it?"

I nodded, and Uncle Second turned to go in with the tattooed men. Su Sister led me inside, and I followed her, my eyes fixed on the red flower on her hips, unable to look away.

She walked with a sway, her high heels adding a unique charm. I wanted to tell her I didn't need anyone else, that I was willing to let her have her way with me, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.

We entered a dimly lit private room with a small bed. My heart raced, and my palms sweated. I felt an indescribable excitement and a bit of complexity...