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I excitedly crouched in the corner, eavesdropping, and could only hear Old Wang's furious growl from next door.
"I work hard to make money out there!"
"You’re at home whoring around for men!"
The woman pleaded in terror.
"Big brother, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I'm just a prostitute; I don't know you."
"I haven't done anything to offend you!"
Old Wang let out a strange laugh.
"It makes no difference."
"All women are the same."
"They're all worthless."
Then came a painful scream, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking. The woman cried out in fear.
"Help..."
Before she could finish her sentence, another scream pierced the air.
My eyes lit up with excitement.
Oh no, here it comes again!
Old Wang had been chopping bones with a cleaver for several hours now, the sound of water rushing echoed alongside it.
It was the sound of washing.
After that came the sound of cleaning up.
A fresh, bloody scent wafted from the drainage ditch into my nostrils. It made me restless all night, tossing and turning in bed like a pancake. Finally, I managed to endure until dawn.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I hadn’t slept all night, and I felt dazed. Wearing the sexy pajamas that Zhang Ming had bought for me, I opened the door directly.
To my surprise, it was Old Wang from next door! I instinctively took two steps back and asked softly, "Is there something you need?"
Before I could finish my sentence, Old Wang looked at me with a fierce expression. "Did you hear anything last night?" he demanded. I shivered in fear and didn’t dare to speak.
Old Wang shot me a glare. Just then, Zhang Ming woke up and groggily came out of the bedroom to get a drink of water. He glanced at Zhang Ming, shot me another fierce look, and then turned to leave.
I took a deep breath, quietly closed the door, and rubbed my flat stomach. At that moment, I was so hungry that my stomach hurt. I opened the fridge and grabbed a few bites before heading back to bed.
I endured my hunger until Zhang Ming left for work. At that time, a savory aroma of stewed meat drifted from Old Wang's house. The smell was rich and almost filled my nostrils. "It smells so good!" I thought greedily as I inhaled the bloody scent in the air.
It felt as if some invisible force was pulling me toward it. Before I knew it, I found myself standing at my neighbor's door. "Knock knock knock." I tapped on their door.
"Who is it?" came the voice from inside.
It was Old Wang's voice.
"I'm from next door."
"Your stewed meat smells so good; can you share a little with me?" As soon as the words left my mouth, Old Wang expressionlessly opened the door. I stepped inside, the aroma wafting from the kitchen. Following the scent, I made my way to the kitchen.
There, I saw a large pot simmering with meat that had tendons and bones. Blood froth floated on top of the meat. "What kind of meat is this?"
"It smells amazing; I don't think I've seen it at the market."
I greedily inhaled the bloody scent in the air and curiously asked. A strange smile appeared on Old Wang's face. "You haven't seen it because it can't be bought at the market."
"Do you want to eat some?"
"Then you need to take off your clothes and lie down first."
Old Wang's expression suddenly turned sinister. Even his gaze towards me became incredibly evil. "What?"
Realizing something was off, I quickly refused. "I don't want any; I'm leaving now." With that, I turned to leave.
But Old Wang suddenly lunged at me, grabbing me tightly. "Don't go!" "Didn't you want to eat?"
He crazily dragged me toward the bedroom, tearing at my clothes as he pulled me along. "You're so beautiful."
"Wearing so little is just tempting men, isn't it?"
"Since you like to tempt men so much, I'm going to take you right now." "Your husband isn't home, anyway." I struggled desperately. "What are you saying?"
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