1.
Haida came by herself, but they knew what she represented.
She is standing in a corner of the living room, wearing a black and white swirl suit, as if copied directly from a fashion magazine, pieced together by countless fashionable elements, bright and exaggerated, making the dressed figure look like an illusory mist on the edge of a cliff .
"They don't like this development," she said.
Bai Jing'an listened to her with a cold face, and stood beside him with a cold face like Xia Tian. Bai Jing'an nervously pays attention to him all the time, keeping him within sight.
Haida had said on the phone earlier, "They want to talk". Bai Jing'an didn't speak, she added: "You have no choice."
She didn't say any more, the words had already reached the edge of the cliff, there was no need to take another step. Bai Jing'an knew what she meant. She is right.
Speaking of this, the dignitaries tore off the masks of the most basic game, and the behemoths sat on the negotiating table, posing for communication. But this will never be a negotiation.
Just like many dignitaries have smiled at them at a banquet, it doesn't mean they won't eat them.
Bai Jing'an's headache was splitting, thinking about all the possibilities, he didn't think those people would rush to arrest them again, nor would they want to kill or really destroy them. There was too much money involved, and it was impossible for the wealthy and powerful to ignore this amount.
But you can't predict what the powerful are thinking, it's an abyss of chaos.
"You have two choices." Haitian said, staring at the ground, as if it would shatter at any moment, destroying everyone.
"Qi Xiashang proposed to restart, back to the second day of the race, when you found the spy program in the car. The car will take you two directly to the banquet, and you will be put in a cage together, and they..."
she stops. Those people must have taught her how to speak, and as she entered, there were definitely cameras following her. But she stopped for a long time, as if it was beyond the range of words, unable to speak.
She didn't say it in the end.
"Jakovsky ... said the show is the show after all, and it would be fun to restart breaking the rules," she continued, "and he proposed a compromise ... they agreed.
"I'm here to tell you that you have to accept this package. Those people have to get something. You're going to hate it, but if you don't the show will restart and you must never go back!"
"What do they want?" Bai Jing'an said, his voice was so cold that it made people shiver.
"You guys have to go to bed." Haida said.
Haida was summoned to the video conference temporarily, and the tone he used was definitely not in the tone of discussing with her.
Under the treatment of a group of stars in the company, she accesses the virtual reality and enters the salon of the rich and powerful.
At the moment of entering, it feels as if you are really walking into a warm salon, with a fire burning in the fireplace, and the hall is classically styled and very comfortable. There are not many people, wearing slightly retro dresses, chatting in an elegant tone. The sound of the piano is long and elegant.
"Miss Huitian," someone smiled at her, "welcome to the guest show temporary association, please sit wherever you are comfortable."
She smiled cautiously, wearing a business suit that didn't fit well, and entering this place was as afraid as a sheep walking into a group of carnivorous animals.
She sat down in a corner of the sofa, and a group of people were sitting in the corner of the salon, all elegant and beautiful.
Someone said: "We discussed it, I hope Ms. Haitian can help me with a message."
Then they said the result of the discussion.
Haida didn't react for a while.
"I don't understand..." she said dryly.
A group of people laughed, and a man in a smoky blue suit said to her, "What's wrong? Aren't they on good terms?"
"But not that kind..." Haida said.
"I think they're having a good time pretending to be a couple." Another person laughed, "Then show us the whole set."
Haida couldn't speak, but felt cold all over.
She saw Yakovsky sitting in the corner. As the chief director, he was sitting on the corner sofa, drinking one cup after another, staring at the corner of the table with a blank expression. There were already two empty bottles on the table, and he had almost emptied the other large bottle of spirits as well.
This is the apex of technology and enjoyment in Uptown, but it feels like being in a dark and unknown place of chaos.
"I just like this kind of 'good brother' who has been killed all the way through blood and gunfire," someone said with a chuckle, "Bai Jing'an took a big risk for Xia Tian, Your Excellency God of War should thank him by 'doing it yourself'."
"I hope he understands that people are nothing more than animals and that in the end they only follow their sexual instincts," another said.
"Do you want him to go to Bai Jing'an?"
"I think we should let him take the initiative. Xia Tian is very capable, but his problem is that he is too uncooperative."
"It's the same for Bai Jing'an when he is—"
"Of course not—"
"No matter what, Bai Jing'an must pay the price for his actions, a painful price."
"We should have it all on the menu."
"Then it's the same thing."
The dignitaries sat comfortably by the fire, discussing this strange and vicious subject.
"How much can they make a fight?" Someone asked.
"Not now, not listed," said a small man in ornamental glasses, richly dressed but with something in his demeanor of a nonchalant market analyst.
"God of War's reputation is at its peak, and he must be invincible." He said, "When he falls, he is reduced to a porn star in the eyes of fans, lacking follow-up value, and only when the sex scene can be called a gimmick, it is time to list."
"We have to earn every penny."
"Not for long."
"Well, next time we will directly implant earphones and punishment measures in all the contestants, then separate the two and set up a situation where they must confront each other. They will explode again, and it will be almost the end..."
"I like this god-making marketing. Although all the fanaticism is staged, it is still exciting when it happens. It seems to have some meaning."
Haida's scalp tingled when he heard that.
This space is so unreal, like a nightmare from which I cannot wake up.
"No matter what the situation is in summer," someone said, "what's new next year, he must be on the guest show invitation list next year."
The well-dressed companion next to him agreed: "I have a lot of drama, and I plan to have a good 'communication' with him in the next guest show."
They went on discussing money, positions, and every detail they wanted to see, all well-dressed, the real power-holders in Uptown, and the things they could talk about were horribly perverted. Everything is nothing but empty bubbles to them.
And the way to finally decide how to play this "sex scene" is actually a fucking lottery.
Haida looked at the lottery result and stammered, "But...but he won't do it..."
"Tell him that if he doesn't do it, let his sister take his place."
Haida didn't hear who was speaking, it could be anyone here.
There was a smile in his tone, light and cold, as if the matter was unimportant, he had said it many times, and he had done it many times, and crazy things were just common desserts.
Haida sat there with a cold body, she didn't dare to ask where Didi was, she should be at her house, but...
She has not been sober since she came here, but at this moment she is sure of one thing.
Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an must do as they say.
These people can do anything.
2.
Hui Tian stood in this small apartment in the lower city, cups and guns were scattered on the table, clothes were casually laid out on the sofa, Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an only rested for one night, but it gave the place almost a family atmosphere.
But now all delusion is over.
The two Killing Show stars stood under the thin light, with scary expressions. Haida hoped that they could say something, but no one spoke, everything was stagnant in front of the cliff, unable to take a step forward, the air froze.
Haida plucked up the courage to continue speaking.
"Listen, if you don't do this, you're going to be back at the 'party' tonight," she said, "and they've got to teach you enough humiliating lessons to make sure you're still submissive. Not many people will see Yes, only the top ones—
"Don't look at me like that, you don't want to drag Didi into this!"
The room was dead silent.
Xia Tian opened his palm, and then clenched it firmly, Haida was not sure if he was trying his best to control the drawing of the gun, but this movement was like a dying struggle.
"Where is she?" he said weakly.
"I don't know..." Haida said.
He stopped talking.
Xia Tian has always been a person who knows what to do, there seems to be a certain mechanism in his body, even if he lives in this darkness, he will never be confused and will not get lost. But when he came to the upper city, he would eventually know what it means to be cornered and have no choice but to hand over his dignity and let those people crush him. He even had to actively cooperate. Even death has disappeared from the options.
After a while, she heard Bai Jing'an say, "What exactly are we going to do?"
The man's voice sounded a little floating, very distant. Haida felt like she was about to cry, but she was still here, like them, unable to disappear from this world.
"I'm going to... give you some injections, you... have to respond physically. They have built-in earphones, some details..." she said dryly, "They said... you have to kiss, you have to have penetration and creampie... OMG..."
Staring at the floor, she struggled to speak.
"They said...you have to be below this time, Bai Jing'an..." she said, "Xiamen, you..."
Xia Tian suddenly picked up the cup on the table and threw it towards the wall.
It shattered with a startling sound, sending water and debris flying everywhere, and she shivered.
"I can't do this." Xia Tian said.
"You have no choice!" Haida said.
"I can't do it!"
"I know, but..."
Bai Jing'an said: "We will do it."
According to Jakovsky, the biggest problem with Uptown elites is confusion.
They cannot distinguish between appetite, sexuality, love, ideals, hatred or destruction... They cannot distinguish between living and dead. Greed blurs and disappears all distinctions, leaving only desire itself, which eventually turns into a malicious nothingness.
These people have degenerated year after year, until now, they have evolved into a group of monsters.
He was sure that with the current amount of wine, he would not be able to survive the performance, so he collected more than a dozen bottles from the thermostat cabinet and placed them where he could see them.
He didn't care what the wine was—it must have been extremely expensive, but it was enough to get drunk.
This is not the first time he has managed a guest show, and he has always used the top backstage team in Uptown. You can't do a show like this without being half dead drunk. Sometimes you have to add a little memory masking.
When working for the devil, the human brain is not strong enough to bear it.
Haida gave the two victims built-in earphones, which are so thin that they can hardly be felt, but this will control the progress of the whole matter.
She stammered some specific requests, and Jakovsky was glad not to have to say them himself, no one would want to. She left a bottle of lube and gave them injections.
Bai Jing'an stood in the shadows, looking at the gun-type syringe with a hateful expression, Haitian said: "It has to be like this, listen... you have to get an erection, you have to... finish this. This is the best proposal, you can't afford it." for such a loss."
Bai Jing'an stretched out his hand to take it silently, under the shadow of the fluorescent lamp, he looked like a piece of ice.
He injects himself with a deadpan face, knowing for sure that this thing might destroy him, but with the utmost composure. Hui Tian glanced at Xia Tian, not daring to walk over, Bai Jing'an stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."
Haitian handed him the injection, Bai Jingan turned to look at Xia Tian. Haida left the room as quickly as possible, and Yakovsky guessed where she would probably stay in the corner to wait for the end, trying to pretend that this hadn't happened.
This is a glamorous city, and the best most people can do is to turn a blind eye to the darkness in the corners.
The two stood in the room, the room was very quiet, it seemed to be the same as before, but it was already a desperate place.
The two killing show stars are at the pinnacle of public belief, but they are also the property of the floating money group. They are toy soldiers when needed, or puppets performing pornographic dramas.
Yakovsky saw Bai Jing'an walking up to Xia Tian, staring into Xia Tian's eyes. He thought, I have to say he's a very courageous man, still trying to control the situation at this point.
Xia Tian took a step back, he has always been the more emotional one.
But Yakovsky also knows that when needed, Xia Tian is also that kind of cold and ruthless, and extremely controlling person. People who have been through those things are not whole at all and know how to let go of a part of themselves.
These two people are almost exactly the same in some respects, Xia Tian is only able to feel at ease emotionally in front of Bai Jing'an.
Bai Jing'an said: "Listen, we have to do this, we have no choice."
"I... I can't..." Xia Tian said.
"It's just going to bed." Bai Jing'an said, "We have to...we can't...it's nothing..."
He couldn't go on.
Yakovsky knew what he wanted to say, Didi is still outside, this is the price they can't pay no matter what... But there is something else, from the first time he saw Bai Jingan, he felt that calm There's something else under the skin...
At this moment he suddenly understood. That's hate. I don't know where it came from, but the huge hatred that burned in his body made him unable to let go, dragging his mutilated body, and even unable to die.
In the room, Bai Jing'an grabbed Xia Tian's wrist and injected him. Xia Tian complied, only Bai Jing'an could make him obey.
Yakovsky was almost drunk, but still felt chills at that moment, knowing what medicine the powerful were using and how strong the effect was. It's going to be a miserable night.
The surroundings are very quiet, and the light of energy-saving lamps covers the body like thin ice.
The whole thing has an unreal and absurd feeling, but Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an know that it is not the case, and an inexplicable nightmare will happen to them soon.
Bai Jingan took a breath.
"It's not a big deal," he said again.
Xia Tian nodded and looked up at him.
Bai Jing'an remained expressionless, as if the matter was very simple and would be settled soon.
These people know that you can't survive these days without destroying a part of yourself, you have to sell for a little chance, and you may end up getting nothing.
Xia Tian thought of what Zhi Leng said to him at the end of the second round, he didn't think it was a big deal, when he went down to the city, his mother and sister would sell themselves, otherwise they wouldn't be able to survive. It's just that he was holding a gun.
He didn't mind blood on the money or anything, he was just... angry. He can never forgive.
He slowly leaned over and kissed Bai Jingan's lips. This kiss was very soft and warm, and he remembered that he had kissed him once, on the battlefield, with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and regarded it as a very interesting joke.
A voice came from the headset: "No."
The two froze at the same time, and the voice continued: "Use your tongue. Kiss wet."
They realized who it was, the general director, Jakovsky, who had been drawn here from The Killing Show, the best planner of the year, who had made this compromise. His voice was cold, subdued, and definitely drunk.
The whole thing, he thought, was a nightmare, sliding toward the abyss, as if no one in the world was awake.
Xia Tian wanted to take a step back, but Bai Jing'an grabbed him.
They kissed again, the two of them were not new to sex—although Bai Jing'an seemed to lack interest in such things, they knew how to kiss their bed partner and how to tease them.
Xia Tian is very familiar with Bai Jing'an, knowing his strike style, way of thinking, and the angle when he shoots, Bai Jing'an treats him the same. And this... this is definitely the part they don't want to know about each other.
But this kiss still started, as if it was the first kiss, Bai Jingan carefully licked Xia Tian's lips, Xia Tian opened his lips, and gently bit the tip of his tongue...
This kind of flirtatious play is no stranger to Xia Tian, but doing it with Bai Jing'an seems to be falling into an unfamiliar territory, which makes people extremely nervous and scalp numb.
They exchanged a lingering wet kiss, tentative at first, and then a little more sophisticated, learning about each other's kissing styles, the touch of the other's lips and the over-the-top intimacy.
Bai Jingan kissed like... Bai Jingan, Xia Tian didn't have any adjectives, the other party was just as tense and careful as him, as if walking on extremely thin ice.
When they ended the kiss, Bai Jingan dragged Xia Tian to the bed with a cold face, the scalp-tingling kissing feeling was still between his lips and teeth.
Xia Tian took off the white T-shirt with ice crack pattern printed on it, Bai Jing'an unbuttoned the shirt, he was wearing a black shirt, at this moment he was still cold, oppressive and dangerous. His movements are steady, and he looks like he's in control and it's no big deal.
The two Kill Show stars look murderous and calculating even when they're doing it, with a ruthlessness and purpose in their actions that no porn show star can match - knowing which way to go, what to do The consequences must never happen.
Turning a blind eye to the reality of his pain, anger, and being exploited to the extreme, he carries through his insane nightmares and counts his chances of surviving.
It can't be worse than the rack, and it can never be worse than watching your friend die doing nothing while the whole world looks on.
Bai Jing'an also took off his shirt with a cold face, and threw it on the ground. He is the kind of person who dominates everything, with an indifferent expression and hostility in his bones. He wrapped himself up tightly, sure that light and air and eyes were enemies and would hurt him. Now that Xia Tian knows, it will indeed.
Now he was exposed in the light, covered in wounds.
— full of bite wounds. As if he had fallen into a monster's cage and been eaten, fragmented, but barely put together. His body was tense and his breathing was rapid, but his muscles were full of strength, with a sense of control, and he could kill someone at any time. This is the body of a warrior who has suffered so much.
Now, his hidden wounds and pain were exposed to the eyes of the powerful, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body, and he began to tremble from the deepest part.
The potion was pulling him down, and for a moment he looked terribly vulnerable...and terribly sexy, a luxury for uptown's top shoppers, and ultimately what those people wanted.
2.
Xia Tian threw the T-shirt aside, his naked upper body was exposed to the light, his figure was almost perfect in golden ratio, his shoulders were broad, his arms were slender, his lines suddenly tightened from his waistline, almost slender, full of flexibility and explosive power .
Compared to Bai Jing'an, Xia Tian's medicine took a little longer to take effect, and his body is still a hodgepodge of healing medicine.
But it has already begun. He could feel the commotion rising inside him, yearning for something more primal.
He and Bai Jingan's naked bodies were close to each other, exchanging kisses from time to time. Xia Tian didn't know if those people would find this kind of scene glamorous, they were all wounded, they were the bodies of soldiers in the killing show, their body contact and uncontrollable desires were filled with stiffness and despair. Almost like incest.
Bai Jing'an's right hand tightly grasped Xia Tian's shoulder, his fingertips were embedded in his skin, his body was extremely tense, like a bowstring that might break at any moment.
Xia Tian reached out to grab the blanket next to him, and a voice suddenly sounded in the earphone: "Don't take the blanket."
Xia Tian's movements froze for a moment, and he slowly let go of his hand.
Bai Jing'an raised his hand, stroked Xia Tian's hair, and pulled off his hair tie.
Xia Tian's hair hangs down, he leans over to kiss him, a small private space is formed between them.
"I'm fine," he said.
The tip of Xia Tian's nose rubbed against his face, seeking some kind of stability and comfort, the man's fingertips penetrated into his long hair, his movements were very gentle.
He looked at a wound on Bai Jing'an's chest, which seemed to come from a certain three claws, the deepest one almost piercing through the heart. He thought the attack must be sudden enough to drag people into hell in an instant. But Bai Jing'an reacted very quickly, passed by at the intersection of life and death, stood firm, and killed his opponent. Xia Tian could imagine his cold and agile movements, with anger that had nowhere to vent.
The bloody, broken soul, but extremely restrained and tough, has fallen to such a point, but still trying to comfort him.
Xia Tian wanted to kiss the wound, unrealistically thinking that he could comfort them, he leaned over to lick it, and Bai Jing'an shivered.
And the fingers in his hair only tightened a little, and then loosened quickly, as if afraid of hurting him.
The person on the other side of the headset said, "Take off."
The aging light bulb flickered, and the surroundings were dark for a while, as if falling from the real world into the abyss.
Xia Tian is no stranger to sex, but this is really the first time with a man. He was sure that Bai Jing'an was too. They've never tangled with a same-sex nude, never even thought about it, let alone penetration and ejaculation.
This is a perverted drama that only the top elite in Uptown can pull off.
The two killing show stars are both in first-class body, tall and long, with scarred limbs. They survived the blood and fire, full of explosiveness and attack power. Two such bodies are entangled together under the thin light, which is almost shocking.
The light barely turned on, but it didn't return to the previous brightness, which gave the whole space a sense of alienness, as if it would burst at any time, and the darkness would eat anyone.
Xia Tian propped up his body and looked at Bai Jingan, his comrade-in-arms was lying under the dim light, his hair was drenched in sweat, he was naked, pale and helpless, but stubbornly maintained the chill.
He's sinking, Xia Tian thought, plummeting toward the scorching, nightmarish hell in front of him.
He couldn't catch him, and he was falling too.
Their legs were intertwined and their cocks were hard and began to rub against each other uncontrollably.
Xia Tian licked upwards along Bai Jing'an's wound, licked to the small bump on the right side, and bit it.
Bai Jing'an trembled violently, almost jumped up, Xia Tian pressed him, licked and bit him repeatedly, until his left nipple was swollen and tasted of blood. He could feel the shudder coming from the man, as if it would break him.
But he still didn't make a sound, Xia Tian heard him breathing intermittently, trying to find the rhythm. At this moment, Bai Jing'an is still trying to control the situation, even if he can't do it at all.
His fingers clasped Xia Tian's shoulder tightly, almost oozing blood.
A part of Xia Tian's brain felt that this desire was really disgusting, but he wanted to kiss that person's body, wanted to touch and caress.
He couldn't bear the scars all over his body, his restrained silence, and every restrained trembling line, he wanted to call him out, open him up completely, want to crush him and eat him.
Xia Tian's gnawing went all the way down the waistline, getting heavier and heavier. He clasped Bai Jingan's waist with one hand, unable to control his strength, leaving a blue-purple fingerprint, Bai Jingan looked at the ceiling, his pupils dilated, and his whole body trembled.
"Xiamen..." he said, squeezed out a few words, "Don't... bite..."
His voice was hoarse and boiling, and something in him shuddered, wanted to destroy and tear him apart, make him scream uncontrollably, make him succumb.
Xia Tian raised his head, his long hair was disheveled, his pupils were almost pitch black, he looked like a wild leopard, extremely sexy and full of sexual aggression.
He separated Bai Jingan's leg, licked the old wound on his calf, looked into his eyes, and bit down slowly.
Bai Jing'an tensed up suddenly, trembling uncontrollably. The medicine completely ignited those indifferent gray pupils, it was a scorching and destructive flame, destroying all rational parts of the nerves.
He stretched out his hand suddenly, and his fingers probed into Xia Tian's mouth.
Xia Tian took a bite, Bai Jing'an reached his hand deeper, stroking his canine teeth, Xia Tian's scalp was numb, Bai Jing'an's movements were slow and depressing, with a feeling of extreme danger, as if he was counting his belongings.
Xia Tian bit harder, the man poked his fingers inward relentlessly, full of aggressiveness and lustful emotion, Xia Tian retreated a little, and made a slight nasal sound.
Bai Jing'an glanced at the invisible camera gloomyly - he found exactly where it was, suddenly pulled out his hand, pulled Xia Tian over, and kissed his lips.
Xia Tian tasted the bloody smell in his mouth, not sure if he bit his tongue or Bai Jing'an bit it, there must be blood anyway.
The blood and pain of the two mixed together, and they fell towards the abyss. It's a febrile nightmare that won't stop until you're plunged into the darkest and hottest place, just clinging to each other.
Even if that only makes them fall even deeper.
Bai Jing'an reached for the lubricant on the table, which was left when Haitian left.
He slipped his hand and the lube fell off. He clenched his palms and then let go, but it didn't help at all.
He was injured to the extreme, his hands were still steady when he shot, Xia Tian knew how strong his control was. But now... the drug dragged him down, turning such a powerful fighter into a erotic consumable, and he could just lie there, trying to pull back a little bit to get his legs together.
He couldn't control the smoothness of his palm, and he couldn't hold a gun anymore.
Bai Jing'an couldn't hurt Xia Tian again, his fingers even had limited strength to grasp the bed sheet, he was very familiar with it, he would respond to everything he touched, for anyone to ask for.
The dark red bottle fell to the bed like a sinister lump of charcoal that could pierce the bed.
Xia Tian picked it up, unscrewed the lid, slipped his hand, and spilled half of it.
The light red liquid fell on his hand, exuding a sweet aroma, reminding him of champagne.
He felt that he was falling downwards, into an abyss that smelled sweet of rotten fruit, but also smelled of the most primitive animal blood. It's dark here, only desire itself exists, and everything else is irrelevant.
Xia Tian spread Bai Jingan's legs further apart, the man just breathed a little tighter, he didn't have any resistance, and he had no ability. His fingers, stained with sweet scent, found the back hole, and ruthlessly poked it in.
Bai Jing'an took a sharp breath, hurried and helpless, like a crack in the heavy ice finally cracked.
His body was very hot, the flames of the medicine softened him, and the alienation and restraint were torn apart forcefully, and he unfolded obediently under his own hands, exposing the most vulnerable part for others to play with.
Xia Tian twitched his fingers twice and squeezed in the second finger. He knows how to do this kind of thing, you always know it in the upper city. He moves with ruthless efficiency, like pure grabbing.
He reached in with his third finger and began to thrust, the movement getting bigger and bigger, and there was an obscene sound of water.
Bai Jing'an only twitched his fingertips, but he was still lying quietly, staring at the ceiling, he kept breathing intermittently, he could only bear it, this aroused people's sadistic desire.
The different effects of Xia Tian and Bai Jing'an's injections are revealed. What burned from his bones was a strong desire to invade and destroy, bit by bit biting the will, sucking it up, and the bone marrow was full of violent taste.
He bent his fingers roughly, and the people below stopped breathing, but they still didn't make a sound. Xia Tian rested her head on Bai Jing'an's shoulder, driven mad by that violent desire, not knowing what to do.
Xia Tian suddenly bites hard on his right shoulder.
Bai Jingan's body was stretched to the extreme, and he grabbed his hair fiercely with one hand. Xia Tian knew that he had tried his best, but he could only pull weakly.
He tasted the smell of blood, which was salty and irritating. He bit deeper and refused to let go. Under the medicine, his behavior degenerated, as if this was his prey, and he could not let go even if he died.
The man was trembling with pain, but he still didn't make a sound, as if he was fighting him.
Xia Tian thought to himself, this person will eventually scream, he will let him scream, the top medicine in the city can make people do everything that can satisfy "fun"—
Xia Tian suddenly remembered that he once heard some dignitaries chatting, saying that a certain person was "familiar". There was a sense of malice and obscenity in their tone, as if that was the whole meaning of this person's existence.
Bai Jing'an is now, and those people are probably discussing it like this, as if they are just fruits on the table, ripe and sweet for eating.
Xia Tian raised his head, for a while there was almost no focus in the pupils, his hair was messy, every muscle was tense, extremely sexy and extremely dangerous. There was blood on his lips, like a beast in the hunt, eager to destroy something, wanting to see blood.
He withdrew the hand that was tossing Bai Jingan, picked up the marshmallow next to him with no expression on his face, adjusted to the single-molecule function, and sliced open the metal-colored bedside post.
He reached out and grabbed the bed rail, the sharp corners pierced into his palm, blood flowed down the bed rail, he took a breath.
Bai Jing'an couldn't react anymore, Xia Tian leaned over to kiss him, his movements were as gentle as possible, as if he finally found a piece of thin ice in this falling into the abyss, and stood firm.
He held onto the bedpost tightly with one hand. He swiped his palm forward, and the sharp metal pierced into his palm, cutting a long cut. The blood kept flowing down, soaking the sheet.
Pain always helps.
4.
There was a smell of blood in the room, and the aging energy-saving lamps flickered from time to time. The two Killing Show stars were entangled in a humble apartment in the downtown area, both of them were injured, their breathing was oppressed and broken.
Drugs burned people's minds, but the movements of the two fighters were gentle and restrained.
Xia Tian is entering Bai Jing'an's body, the scorching inner wall wraps him, it is completely open, one touch can feel a burst of extremely refreshing convulsions, it can suck the soul in.
Bai Jing'an stared at him, this feeling must be extremely strange, he opened his lips, trying to find oxygen, but couldn't find it. The feeling of being invaded in the lower body takes over everything.
Xia Tian stopped for a while, and the two slowed down. Even at this point, they could still find the confirmation that flashed in each other's eyes, just like on the battlefield.
As soon as Xia Tian stood up, he completely inserted himself in.
Bai Jing'an's body was already too tense, but he still shuddered at this moment. He raised his neck, his sexiness was like a bowstring, stretched to the extreme, so that he looked tragic.
His penis was fully erect and felt as if it would come if touched. Xia Tian has never seen him like this, he has always been estranged, restrained, indifferent, and has no interest in sex.
But that's what those guys want to see, to have him stretched out in front of the camera, looking vulnerable and wanting, wanting to be penetrated and ripped by a man in a dirty and pornographic scene.
Bai Jing'an unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his penis, at this moment, a voice came in.
"Don't let him touch it."
Both of them froze at the same time, Bai Jing'an's eyes widened, in the fire of desire, the deepest part of his soul was full of resentment and coldness. The voice continued, "He has to come from behind."
Bai Jing'an suddenly looked at the camera. The person on the earphone side doesn't talk to him, only talks to Xia Tian, as if he is just an object, a victim for watching.
Bai Jing'an's eyes were red, his hair was disheveled, and he looked provocative, but his eyes were full of extreme anger and desire to destroy, he was simply mad with anger.
And anyone who knows Bai Jing'an will not feel that this is a weak, pornographic and interesting threat. He is efficient, thoughtful and cold in his bones, and he longs for the destruction of the world.
"Listen," said the man on the headset, "you're never going to do it a second time."
Bai Jing'an turned his gaze back and did not move again. He swallowed, trying to control himself even at the humiliation of being caught in this nightmarish performance of entertaining, forced to position himself in the heat of sexual desire.
He raised his hand and let Xia Tian grab his wrist and press it on top of his head.
Under the burning of such violent drugs, the comrades-in-arms still moved in an orderly manner, their lust couldn't suppress the resentment in their eyes at all, but their movements towards each other were very gentle.
Xia Tian's other hand was still grasping the sharpened bedpost, his face was almost expressionless, his body stretched to the extreme, and he controlled his movements.
Bai Jing'an raised his head to look at the blood red in his hands, his eyes were gentle and sad. Xia Tian didn't have any more intimate actions, just looked at him.
Under this kind of light, his eyes were dark and painful, Bai Jing'an nodded, Xia Tian slowly pulled it out a little, and pushed it in hard.
Bai Jing'an trembled violently, opened his lips, but did not cry out, his legs twisted tightly around Xia Tian's waist, accepting his genitals.
Xia Tian withdrew a little, pushed in again.
The scene is obscene, with only panting and the sound of sexual intercourse, and the two are silent. This should be a crazy sex, but the movements are extremely restrained.
Xia Tian's long hair was loose, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see the strength under the tight body of that perfect body. He was eager to destroy something, but he firmly controlled it, giving him an explosive tension.
Bai Jing'an's back hole tightly twisted around him, fully unfolded under his body. It was the body of a warrior who had experienced bloody battles and was broken. His waist was strong, and every line was convulsed and trembling under the impact of a storm. His legs were wide open, and he could only accept it, allowing another person's penis to repeatedly crush the sensitive points inside. .
Occasionally, he let out a quick gasp, like the struggle of a dying person.
Every time Xia Tian hits there, he can see the blankness in his eyes because of the frenzy of pleasure, the fingertips are tense, and the effect of the medicine is extremely strong, it is prepared to destroy the most steadfast will.
He twisted his waist, unable to tell whether it was refusal or eagerness, everything was mixed together, but there was still no sound at all.
Xia Tian's movements became faster and faster, and the force of the impact became heavier every time. In the room, the sound of physical impact was clearly audible, and the sound of lewd water was heard from time to time. The panting of the two was rapid and broken, mixed together, blood was everywhere, and fragments of cups were scattered on the ground.
All of Bai Jingan's sexiness under the alienation and indifference was ripped out and displayed under the camera.
This fuck was so exhilarating, it was another nightmare.
When Bai Jingan's climax was about to come, both of them felt it.
The man's eyes were full of pain and humiliation, but he was boiled with bone-eroding desire. His last strength was squeezed out, and his back hole became tighter and tighter, revealing twisted and weird heat, igniting and destroying him from the most shameful place.
The whole world has become unreal and upside down, light and gaze are omnipresent, reality disappears, and they sink into the depths of hell, hot and obscene, endless and meaningless.
Bai Jing'an's lips were stained with blood, his gray pupils were wide open, his pupils contracted as he climbed towards climax or fell towards hell, this feeling seemed to be extremely refreshing, but his eyes were like the moment when a beast knew he was dead.
He finally released a moan with a crying voice, and his strong will was finally torn apart. This voice was small, broken and desperate, and it was like an aphrodisiac, which eroded the bones and aroused people's desire for sadism.
Makes one want to crush him to pieces and turn him into lewd shards beneath him, screaming and crying.
First-class consumer goods, the top fighters, but now they are powerless to move, and can only let others get what they want. The body is highly sensitive, and it will tremble when touched.
Without touching the front, Bai Jing'an climaxed under Xia Tian.
At the last moment, he opened his lips, his eyes had been burnt into death-like blankness, Xia Tian didn't know if he wanted to say anything, he couldn't make any request, they had no right.
He could only let the humiliating orgasm happen, coming out under the intrusion of the other.
Xia Tian is still pressing his hands, the shoulder blades are tightened, the back line is tensed, the body is in a state of high tension, it is hard to tell whether it is happiness or pain.
He didn't shoot.
His lower body was still hard, eager to penetrate and attack, with no tendency to come out at all. It's early.
The drug burns through his body in a frenzy, and for a moment he feels willing to pay anything for it, tear anyone apart—
Xia Tian forced himself to stop and give Bai Jingan some time.
It was excruciatingly painful, and the headpost of the bed was covered with red liquid, but the blood on his hand had stopped, the wound was healing, and the nanorobots hadn't been completely metabolized.
Xia Tian's palm slid back coldly, cutting the wound open again.
He moved so violently that he almost pierced his palm, and the pain finally woke him up a little.
He could feel the burn from the healing robot, mixed with the wounds all over his body and the desire for violence and sex.
The violent medicinal power screamed in the brain, with madness and malice, trying to tear everything into pieces. And the nano-medical robots swarmed to the wounds to repair the nerves.
Xia Tian raised his head, he was still pressing Bai Jingan's hands, and he could see the blue cartoon hair band on his wrist.
He took a breath, his eyes dark and murderous, and he knew he had to continue.
"Xia... Tian..." the people below said softly.
"I'm here." Xia Tian said.
"This medicine is not right..." Bai Jing'an said.
Xia Tian's penis was still inside his body, his own lower body quickly became hard again, the medicine didn't give people any chance to breathe.
His black hair was messy, and his eyes were out of focus for a while. His belly was stained with his own semen, his posture was erotic and vulnerable, but his tone was calm.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have a nervous breakdown," he said.
He looked into Xia Tian's eyes, and for a moment the focal length disappeared again, as if the real world had dissipated in his eyes, and through the blue-white light, he could only see a hell that would never come out.
Bai Jing'an controlled his breathing, looking at Xia Tian as if he was still the best comrade in arms, and he was still the tactical planner who controlled everything on the battlefield.
"I'm going to break down in three minutes," he said, "I don't know what's going to happen next..."
He paused, swallowing hard.
He continued to speak, enunciating clearly, with a paranoid determination on his face.
"You take over, you have to finish this thing, understand?" he said.
Xia Tian looked at him.
"Okay," he said.
There was a faint and sad smile in Bai Jing'an's eyes, like a glimmer of light in the abyss, it flickered for a moment, and within three minutes, it would be completely extinguished.
This is a punishment completely aimed at such a controlling person as Bai Jing'an.
The rich and powerful not only want sexual intercourse, but also aphrodisiacs, and a complete breakdown and destruction.
And Xia Tian had to watch him collapse, his steel-like mind destroyed, without dignity in front of the camera, reduced to lust—and he had to be an executioner! That's what those people want to see.
Xia Tian withdrew his bloody hand, and brushed off his long, messy hair, which was stained with blood, and a streak of bright red was printed on his face. His blood-stained black hair fell down again, and his face was gloomy like a devil under the light.
He squeezed Bai Jing'an tightly, without a trace of expression, just pulled out his penis a little again, and pushed it hard into the man's body.
Bai Jing'an let out a gasp, but was unable to convulse in the impact.
His judgment was right, Xia Tian could feel his more and more shortness of breath, completely messy, not returning to his original state. Something malevolent and dark in his blood had seized him and dragged him toward a place of horror.
He had fled his homeland and returned to seek refuge, but in the light of this familiar energy-saving lamp, the murderers once again dragged him from the form of a dignified human being, sending his soul into the abyss of fever.
His precious sanity disappeared, his body twitched, and he began to struggle unconsciously, very violently, with all his might.
Xia Tian pressed him firmly, with a cold face, while continuing to fuck him. He looks aggressive, but also has a strong control.
Bai Jingan's struggle made the penis slide out a little, Xia Tian pressed him firmly, the penis that just slipped out returned to the original place. Bai Jing'an trembled, his legs moved weakly around his waist, and he had no strength to tense up, so he could only open his legs weakly, trembling under the impact.
In the innermost part... Bai Jing'an's incomplete soul, which he tried so hard to hide, was exposed, and there was no reason in his gray pupils, only madness and fear. His body, however, was still positioned in a "cooked" state, having to respond to each impact, each jerking triggering an almost spasmodic contraction.
He opened his lips and let out a hoarse moan in the impact, soaked in lust, the defense had been torn, and he had no strength to hide anymore, everyone could hear it.
He is broken, sexy, and all his persistence and pride are just the exciting part of erotic consumption, which can be clearly labeled.
The air is filled with the smell of blood, sweat and semen. In this place of erotic nightmare, Xia Tian realizes what Bai Jingan is talking about. He cannot hear clearly. cry.
He heard him call someone named "Xiao-sang" and kept pleading with certain people not to die. He no longer knew what he was talking about, he just couldn't stop.
After everything was frozen and self-made, Bai Jing'an was mutilated and in excruciating pain.
Xia Tian leaned over to kiss him, his long hair fell down, blocking the man's face for a moment. Thinking of how many people saw Bai Jingan like this and what they were thinking when they saw it, he was going crazy.
His comrades collapsed completely, constantly calling the name of his rotten corpse in hell, crying under him, without any image.
At the same time, his body twitched due to extreme pleasure, holding another person's genitals in his mouth, his cry trembled under the impact, and he slid into the deepest hell, for the murderers to see how broken this soul is.
Bai Jing'an came from behind again.
His back hole tightened uncontrollably, and he ejaculated again. The organ that was not used for sexual intercourse brought great pleasure, and his physiological state was completely distorted.
For a while, the surroundings were silent, only the sound of panting and slight choking, and then the obscene gazes seemed to be countless screams, making Xia Tian's eyes red and soaked in the blood of his comrades.
He still didn't come.
Xia Tian was shaking all over, under the light of energy-saving lamps, he looked like a wounded and extremely irritable beast, his eyes were burning red with violence and murderous intent, but his appearance was extremely erotic. He is unsatisfied, and his sexuality is full of aggression and desire for destruction, which is a deadly poison.
A ray of neon light seeped in from the gap in the curtains, and the whole space was filled with a gloomy dark red, as if touching him would bleed.
But he firmly pressed Bai Jingan's hands, forced to the extreme, but still controlled the rhythm.
He moved a bit, and Bai Jingan's lower body reacted again, Xia Tian pulled out a little penis, and pressed against a certain point in his body again.
Bai Jing'an shuddered and cried out again.
He had lost all self-control, and there was pleading crying in his voice, helpless and desperate, as if he was counting on the mercy of the perpetrator. He had been reduced to a bloody wreck that was still forced to burn.
"Xiao Sang..." He was delirious, crying like a child, "I... can't... I can't live... ah... ah—"
Those most miserable pleas were mingled with the cries, trembling, and lust of his cries.
"Please..." he cried, "I...so... hurt..."
There was such despair in his voice that even a little bit of strength would be shattered.
And he's broken. In the end, none of his demands were fulfilled, and everyone died and rotted in front of him, leaving him alone in that piece of hell.
And Xia Tian remained expressionless, continuing this nightmarish sex.
It was like an atrocity, a dismemberment, and the murderer was steady, ruthless, merciless, maintaining a steady rhythm and relentless purpose. Only a man who has lost a part of his soul and suffered the most painful mutilation has such terrible sanity, and cold calculation.
The light in the apartment flickered for a moment, as if caught by some force, it couldn't turn on, and there were ghosts and shadows in the room.
God of War's eyes were extremely dark, with blood on his face, strange and deadly, like a ghost from hell.
But Bai Jing'an's one hand slipped out, hugged Xia Tian with the only strength he had, as if he wanted to embed him in his body, and never leave.
"I swear, I'll kill them all... kill them all," he said, "I will never forgive..."
Something in his tone made Xia Tian feel a kind of bloody excitement. It's the kind of destructive excitement when hatred reaches its extreme. In this state, the killing intent and hatred are still clearly revealed, just listening to it, one can feel the smell of gunpowder burning into the bone.
Xia Tian saw the world in Bai Jing'an's eyes: a part of his mind was as cold as ashes, and he could only think of one thing, how to ruin everything.
His thrusting movements became faster and faster, under the cold killing intent, the climax was finally coming.
Only destruction can make him orgasm.
Bai Jing'an ejaculated for the third time, and at the same time, Xia Tian finally ejaculated. It completely shot inside Bai Jingan's body.
It was the ultimate battle, the dignity, the blood of a part of the soul, it was horrible, and the ground that had been stable was turned into scorched earth and no longer existed.
Xia Tian fell on Bai Jing'an, they hugged each other, their bodies were covered with sticky sweat and semen, unable to move for a while.
The air smelled of sex and blood, and the lights were dim, like a corner of hell.
Xia Tian grabbed the blanket next to him with the last bit of strength, covered the two of them, completely wrapped himself and Bai Jing'an.
Another voice came from the headset, saying, "The guest show is over."
At such moments, even the people in control sounded broken, their voices trembling.
"The potion expires within half an hour, the camera has been withdrawn, you go home."
Bai Jing'an hugged Xia Tian motionlessly, still trembling, he was used, destroyed and devoured in the most disgusting way, destroyed to nothing but wreckage.
Xia Tian's penis was still in his body, he tried to withdraw a little, under the friction he was going to be hard again.
"Xiaobai," Xia Tian said, "it's over, shall we go back?"
The other party held him still. Xia Tian kissed his hair, and found that he didn't want to break free, he also hugged Bai Jing'an, lying exhausted.
It seemed safe in the blanket, even though it was just a blanket. A faint light came in from outside, and it seemed to be stable again.
After a while, Xia Tian carefully smoothed Bai Jing'an's hair, and leaned over to lick the blood off his shoulder. The drugs blanked his mind, and for a moment he just fancied that it was his and nobody could see it or touch it.
And another thought, clearer and irreversible.
No matter what — no matter what — he’s going to make those people pay!