Love on the Sea (5) (Adult rape and abuse novel)

4. The Terror on Nanjing Road

Back in his room on the front floor, Xiaochuan took off his wet pajamas, changed into a clean set, and went into

I can’t sleep at night even though I have my own quilt.

My penis is still quite hard.

I have held it in for two times today and have not let it out. It seems I have to solve it myself.

He leaned against the pillow, stroking his right hand back and forth, but at a glance he saw the pajamas thrown on the spring stool beside the bed.

The sight of the sister's love juice made my heart flutter again.

My sister is a typical beautiful girl. She not only has a pretty face, but also a slender and charming figure.

Although I didn't see the private parts, I touched them enough. They were refreshing and full, and the two labia were tight.

Attract men.

Coupled with the sister's watery, sweet and coquettish appearance, she can be said to be born charming and seductive.

Normally, if I meet a girl who is not half as pretty as my sister, I will never let her go.

But today I guard it so tightly.

I couldn't help but admire my own determination.

On second thought, Ogawa couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

My sister is such a good girl, why can't I get her first place instead of leaving her to other men?

Isn’t there a saying: Good things should be kept within the family?

But this is incest!

The word incest has always been associated with sin.

The word used in colloquialisms is "bastard", which means that everyone in the family is mixed together and is worse than animals.

Are you worthy of it?

I couldn't help but smile when I thought of my sister's words about wanting to be my wife.

If my sister really becomes my wife, will the child she has in the future call me dad or uncle?

uncle?

But this is easy to deal with. Anyway, whether it is father or uncle, they are elders. If they have a child with mother,

, is it calling yourself dad?

Or call me brother?

If I call him brother, I am obviously the father of the child; if I call him dad, I have the same mother as her.

Born from a hole!

Isn't this a mess?

But it’s good for mother, because they are all her children anyway.

What if my daughter Tingting grows up and I commit incest with her, and the child she gives birth to calls me dad?

Is it grandpa?

The daughter was even more miserable, as they were clearly her own children, but they were also her own siblings…

Thinking of this, Xiaochuan no longer felt guilty, but instead had an inexplicable excitement and thrill...

He rubbed his cock hard as if he was fucking his mother, sister and daughter.

After a long time, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day's breakfast was very boring and no one talked much.

Everyone has something up their sleeve and looks like they haven't gotten enough sleep.

Ailan lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her son.

Only Xiaojuan would steal a glance at her beloved brother from time to time.

Xiaochuan tried his best to suppress himself from looking at his mother and sister, as if he would feel unspeakable obscenity when he saw them.

ditch.

When he came back at night, he didn't go to his sister's room.

This went on for several days.

He was afraid that once he entered, he would not be able to resist the temptation of incestuous thoughts.

And Ailan no longer lifted her son's quilt.

I only go into my son's room to clean when he is not around.

After a few months, the family members talked less and less to each other.

Xiaojuan looked even more resentful.

And on Sunday, when his daughter Tingting came back, it seemed to be a torment for Xiaochuan.

As his daughter became more and more beautiful and lovely, Xiaochuan became less and less willing to hug her.

It seemed that his incestuous thoughts had even reached his daughter, who was only three or four years old.

But my daughter always wants her father to hug her.

Unable to suppress his lust, Ogawa could only vent it on his lovers.

Needless to say, he would find opportunities to be alone with Miss Su from the newspaper office almost every day, and then have sex with her crazily.

Have intercourse.

Outside, like in those small mansions, the mistresses of those tycoons, especially that mistress in her thirties

The third concubine of the provincial governor felt that her lover was becoming more and more courageous.

She was so fond of him that she expressed several times her willingness to use her own generous private savings to help Ogawa open a newspaper or start a business.

But only Ogawa himself knows that what he gets from them is just the release of his sexual desire.

No matter how many sex games he played or how beautiful the woman was, he couldn't have the same experience he had that night with his mother and sister.

The excitement and pleasure of skin-to-skin contact!

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It was the end of May and the newspaper business was picking up.

The revolutionary army from the south kept attacking, and the revolutionary party in Shanghai kept causing trouble.

There is more and more social news, and the newspaper business is getting busier and busier.

Ogawa naturally became busy as well.

That day, he had just kissed Su Su in the old place, and before he could put his hand into her fragrant embrace,

The phone behind the newspaper, which was used only by internal staff, started to ring like a life-threatening phone.

There was no choice but to make a face at Su Su.

Su Su smiled and pinched the hard spot on the front of his pants: "Hurry, 'Rogeri' wants you to be exiled.

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He kissed Su Su's pretty face again, and then chanted as he walked: "Yun Yu heard the bell and went to the official, and the horse reported

The society is turning..."

Pick up the microphone and say "Fuck that bitch..."

Before he could utter a single swear word, he heard Chief Editor Luo's urgent voice: "Quick! Quick! Xiao Zhang... take

Good thing that Leica, come to Sincere! Hurry up..."

"What's the matter? Why is it so urgent?"

There was a burst of noise and the anxious voice of Editor Luo on the other end of the line: "I am on the east side of the train.

stand! Did you hear that? Something big has happened... The demonstration has already begun... I heard that all the factories and schools in Shanghai are protesting this time.

If you want to participate... you may even have to go on strike... the parade must go to Nanjing Road... you should grab a good spot there,

I’m coming to find you…”

Before he could finish his words, the call was disconnected, probably taken away by another reporter.

Upon hearing such a big news, Ogawa's reporter instinct made him jump up immediately, open the cabinet and take out the

A German Leica camera wanted to run away.

Smart Su Su grabbed him and said, "What's the matter? Why are you so panicked?"

"Something big has happened. There will be a demonstration on Nanjing Road soon. I have to go quickly!"

"Oh, if we demonstrate on Nanjing Road, the foreigners from the Municipal Council will definitely suppress it. Take this to prevent foreigners from doing so.

The redcoats searched you and confiscated your camera. ”

(Note: The Municipal Council is a municipal administration agency established by foreigners in the Shanghai Concession)

I got a special PASS from the Municipal Council through the great editor Luo, which gave me the right to go anywhere in the concession.

With the card, you can freely enter and exit the main building of the Racecourse, which is only accessible to foreigners.

Xiaochuan was overjoyed. He hugged Susu and kissed her, then ran downstairs.

Sure enough, all the Chinese stores on Nanjing Road started to close their doors.

Ogawa stopped a clerk who was closing the shop and asked him.

The clerk told him that the Japanese director of the Shenxin Spinning Mill had shot and killed several Chinese workers.

The Chinese Chamber of Commerce in Shanghai announced that it would go on strike in protest.

At this time, many people began to gather downstairs of the crossing buildings of "Sincerely", "Wing On" and "Bao Da Xiang".

, all looked towards the direction of the racecourse on Yuqiaqing Road (now Tibet Road) (now People's Square) to watch.

Ogawa jumped onto a trash can, picked up the camera and grabbed a commanding vantage point.

Soon, we heard slogans coming from Daxin Company, followed by endless banners with slogans like

The flags and slogans came slowly.

Ogawa put one foot on the trash can, hooked one hand on the street lamp above his head, and held the camera in one hand, facing the protesters.

The crowd participating in the protest began to take photos of the shops with closed iron doors and the bustling Nanjing Road.

Suddenly, he felt someone pulling at his trouser leg. He looked down and saw Editor Luo, who was wearing tortoise-shell round glasses.

A smiling face appeared before my eyes.

"Haha, a general is a general after all. You have grabbed such a good position."

After a few pleasantries, both of them began their intense interview work.

When the parade had almost finished, Chief Editor Luo suddenly shouted, "Oh no! That's not good!"

"What's wrong?"

"Why isn't there even a single policeman on Nanjing Road today? It looks like the Municipal Council might be trying to suppress the crackdown!"

Xiaochuan was a little confused: "There are so many people here today. Besides, there were no problems with parades in the past."

Editor Luo's glasses flashed coldly: "In the past, the demonstrations were all against the warlords and for democracy. They were all for China.

It's one's own business. Foreign bastards don't mind our business. This time is different. This time it was the Japanese devils who caused the

In order to arouse public anger, the slogan of the march was "Down with imperialism", which violated the taboos of the Western devils in the Municipal Council. Don't look east

The foreign devils and the Western devils usually don’t get along, but now they are all wearing the same pants…”

Before he could finish his words, gunshots and horse hooves were heard from the Bund.

Suddenly, there was chaos on Nanjing Road.

The parade in front was retreating like a tide, while those behind were still moving forward.

When squeezed from both sides, it becomes a lump of porridge.

The people who were watching the excitement along the street all rushed to the side roads, while the people who were unaware of the excitement were still pushing forward.

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In the front, the sound of gunfire and horse hooves were getting closer and closer, and the sounds of crying and screaming merged into one.

From afar, you can see teams of horsemen charging forward with bayonets and firing their muskets.

Asan's red turban and Annan's dwarf's straw helmet are clearly visible.

When they were approaching the Sanyangsheng southern food store, a British officer, probably because his gun had run out of bullets,

At the command, the Indian soldiers on horseback jumped off their horses, raised their bayonets and began to stab the marching crowd.

The parade had dispersed long ago, and people fled to Guangxi Road and other forked roads.

But there were too many people and the road was narrow, so I couldn't escape fast.

Those who fled behind started fighting with the foreign soldiers.

Ogawa and the editor-in-chief persisted until the end, shooting non-stop with a Leica and a Chase.

The scene of the "International Merchant Corps" massacring demonstrators.

(Note: The International Merchant Corps was a private armed group of foreigners in the Shanghai Concession, owned by the International Chamber of Commerce, and was a mercenary group.

quality. ）

"That's enough. Let's go. Don't let the red-headed Indians take us in too."

Editor Luo pulled Xiaochuan up and began to retreat.

Just as he was about to turn a corner, Xiaochuan suddenly saw a familiar figure and stopped immediately.

"Hurry up, why did you stop? It's dangerous!"

Editor-in-Chief Luo shouted anxiously in the front.

"Oh no! It's my sister!"

Ogawa handed the camera to Editor-in-Chief Luo and ran to the arcade of "Hendry".

Editor-in-Chief Luo stomped his feet and followed.

At this time, Xiaojuan was limping forward with the help of a female classmate who had sprained her ankle.

The Indian soldiers in scarves chased after them, shouting strangely.

Suddenly, the female classmate lost her footing and fell to the ground, dragging Xiaojuan down with her.

The Indian took advantage of the situation, raised his bayonet and stabbed Xiaojuan.

Xiaojuan dodged instinctively, and the bayonet deflected to the side and stabbed into the shoulder of the female classmate.

With a shrill scream, a stream of blood spurted out as the bayonet was pulled out.

Xiaojuan was also frightened and started crying.

The Indian raised the bloody bayonet and stabbed Xiaojuan in the chest again.

Xiaojuan could no longer dodge and could only close her eyes and wait for death.

Just then, there was a roar and Ogawa arrived.

Seeing this, his eyes turned red, and he stepped forward and kicked the Indian soldier, causing him to stagger, and the bayonet left his mark.

Xiaojuan's chest.

"elder brother……"

Xiaojuan screamed.

Upon hearing the sound, Xiaochuan was frightened and hurried forward to help up his younger sister and the injured female classmate.

At this time, the Indian soldier turned around and rushed towards Xiaochuan with his gun, shouting.

Ogawa quickly blocked his sister, turned sideways and grabbed the gun barrel behind the bayonet with both hands.

The Indian soldier roared and pushed his gun towards Ogawa inch by inch.

Xiaochuan was not as strong as him, and his arms gradually bent. He saw the tip of the bayonet was only a few inches away from his chest.

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He could have used his strength to swing the spear to his side, and the inertia would have made the Indian soldier fall to his knees.

mud.

But his younger sister Xiaojuan was behind him, and he would rather die than let her face the possible harm of the bayonet.

At this critical moment, Editor-in-Chief Luo arrived.

He raised a card with gold letters in one hand and shouted to the Indian soldier in English: "If you don't stop

If you do not take my hand, I will sue you to the British Consul. ”

This is the pass that allows direct access to the box in the main building of the Racecourse.

The Indian soldier was knowledgeable and knew that only a very small number of very prestigious Chinese people could hold this kind of pass.

And those Chinese do have a considerable influence on the consuls.

So he relaxed, said "sorry" to Editor-in-Chief Luo, glared at Xiaochuan and ran away.

Ogawa and Editor-in-Chief Luo quickly helped the two girls up and ran over to the side.

The rickshaws are nowhere to be found.

Both girls were in very bad condition.

Although Xiaojuan's classmate's shoulder was simply bandaged, it still kept bleeding.

Although Xiaojuan was not seriously injured, she was covered in blood and was in a state of confusion like her classmates.

land.

When we finally arrived at Ciguang Hospital, we found that it was full of injured people.

Editor-in-Chief Luo sent the girl to the emergency room, and Xiaochuan sent his sister home.

On the rickshaw, Xiaojuan still had lifeless eyes. She hugged her brother tremblingly, mumbling, "Brother,

From time to time, screams were heard.

Xiaochuan hugged his sister with regret, cursing the foreign devils and the red-headed Indians a thousand times, and kept

He comforted his frightened sister who had just been in a life-or-death situation.

By the time we were almost home, Xiaojuan's condition had improved a lot.