Chapter 85

When Shan Ming regained consciousness, his neck was throbbing with pain, his head was spinning, and he felt nauseous. The room was too bright, and he squinted his eyes for a while before managing to open them slightly. He then perked up his ears and heard people talking nearby.

Recalling the events before he lost consciousness, anger surged in Shan Ming’s heart. He abruptly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.

Shen Changze turned his head and gave him a deep look.

Shan Ming glanced around and confirmed that he was in a hotel room on the higher floors. Outside the window, the night view was adorned with flickering neon lights. He turned his head to glare at Shen Changze, “You better give me an explanation.”

Shen Changze hung up the phone in his hand and slowly walked toward the bed.

Shan Ming leaned against the headboard like a master, even opening the bedside table to see if there were any cigarettes.

When Shen Changze reached the bedside, Shan Ming suddenly attacked, raising his leg and aiming a kick at Shen Changze’s abdomen.

Shen Changze was focused on watching him and couldn’t dodge in time. He took a solid kick, but he instantly reinforced his abdominal muscles. Although the kick was solid, Shan Ming also didn’t feel too good.

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Shan Ming also defiantly shouted, “Back then, it was you who begged me to take you away while clinging to my legs. I told you then that I would arrange your future. Stop acting like a nagging woman. I didn’t raise you all these years to have you fuck me!”

Shen Changze grinned maliciously, “Is that so? Yes, you said that. But you also said that only the strong can choose their own lives, only the strong can make others submit. Now, you’re the weak one. My dear dad, you’re no longer my match!” He exerted force on Shan Ming’s shoulder, and with a sharp clack, he dislocated Shan Ming’s shoulder.

Shan Ming stared in disbelief. He tilted his head back and tried to headbutt Shen Changze’s nose, but Shen Changze dodged, swiftly dislocating Shan Ming’s other shoulder as well. Shan Ming’s two arms lay limp on the bed, his eyes filled with rage.

Shen Changze revealed an icy smile. “Dad, you never thought this day would come, did you? When you abandoned me four years ago, you never considered what kind of life I would have, what I would go through. Did you ever think that one day I would come back to find you? Have you ever thought about that?” Shen Changze grabbed his hair, rendering Shan Ming’s head immobile. He leaned in, gently licking Shan Ming’s lips. “You could never have imagined that ever since I was little, I wanted to fuck you, I desperately wanted to fuck you. I would transform when I think of you. I would secretly kiss you when you were drunk. I don’t like women. The only one I want to fuck is you, Dad.”

The sound of that “Dad” sounded so sarcastic, so infuriating.

Shan Ming was shocked by these words. He couldn’t believe his ears, because the “Dad” that came out of this “son’s” mouth had completely changed in flavor.

It wasn’t the sound of “Dad” said when acting spoiled towards him, nor was it the “Dad” said in concern for his well-being, and it certainly wasn’t the “Dad” filled with respect and admiration. He couldn’t believe it. His own son, whom he had raised from a young age, held such thoughts towards him.

This was too fucking absurd. Was this some twisted punishment for his lifetime of misdeeds? That he was sent such a thing to torment him?

Shen Changze licked his lips, his nose, and even his eyelids, kissing every inch of his skin delicately. His hands slipped under Shan Ming’s clothes, caressing the side of his waist.

Shan Ming felt extremely disgusted. However, with his legs pinned down by Shen Changze, his arms dislocated, and his head held in place, he was completely immobilized. He could only rage and curse, “Shen Changze! Let me go, you’re fucking looking for death!”

At this moment, the joy of reuniting with Shen Changze had completely vanished for him. It was replaced by shock, anger, and humiliation.

The man pinning him down felt incredibly unfamiliar, to the point where he even doubted if he had actually picked up and raised a five-year-old boy in the past. The current situation was something he couldn’t face directly.

Shen Changze however, let out a satisfied sigh and unconsciously murmured “Dad,” as if he had thirsted for it for a long time.

Shan Ming could clearly sense the change in Shen Changze’s lower body, that hard lump pressed against his thigh made his scalp tingle.

For Shan Ming, engaging in acts of sodomy was considered a special form of torture in the world of mercenaries, unless it was an innate preference. Its purpose is to shatter the opponent’s will and trample upon their dignity. This kind of torture requires specific individuals and circumstances. When facing ordinary enemies, more brutal methods were more effective. However, in certain situations, such as when the employer has a requirement that the hostages cannot be disabled, some people may choose to use this method for interrogation. Although nobody in the Peregrine Falcons used this, mainly because nobody was willing to sacrifice themselves to do it, it wasn’t unheard of.

Since he was a professional mercenary, Shan Ming should confront any repulsive situation with strong mental resilience. If it were an enemy performing such acts on him today, he would consider it a form of torture, rather than a sexual act.

However, when the person subjecting him to these acts turned out to be his own son, whom he raised single-handedly, a wave of shame engulfed him. Especially when Shen Changze passionately kissed and touched him, it was clear to him that this was an act of intimacy between two men, not some goddamn torture!

Shan Ming tried hard to calm the storm within his heart, attempting to maintain his strong mental resilience. However, when he accidentally caught a glimpse of Shen Changze’s familiar yet unfamiliar face, he almost collapsed again.

This face! From a round, soft, and tender little baby, to a handsome young boy showing his first signs of maturity, and now to a noble and youthful man. Every inch of his features, every expression, every scent, had been integrated into Shan Ming’s life.

This was his son, the son he picked up and raised since the age of five! But what was his son doing to him? He really wanted to bite off this idiot’s neck in one go!

Shen Changze tore open Shan Ming’s shirt, leaned down, and licked his chest. At the same time, his erect lower body rubbed against Shan Ming’s thigh.

Shan Ming cursed, “You brainless idiot obsessed with lust! If you dare, do it. I’ll make sure you enter your coffin holding that stick of yours in your hands!”

Shen Changze lifted his head, his gaze oscillating between clarity and confusion. He asked blankly, “Do I disgust you that much?”

Shan Ming looked at the struggle in his eyes and froze.