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Country Weapon Chapter 89
🕑 Added 2025-09-06 16:28:25 +0000 UTCLong Gen woke up early, grinning at the massive bulge in his pants. Yesterday had been a marathon of fucking, and last night he’d plowed his cousin's wife Shen Lijuan’s field with extra effort. After a good sleep, his cock was still rock-hard and ready to conquer. 'Fuck, this thing’s a goddamn weapon—unmatched!'
He wandered into the kitchen, where Shen Lijuan had breakfast ready. He shoveled down a few bites, then opened the store. 'Pussy’s great, but money’s still king.'
Long Gen mulled things over. His cock was a moneymaker, and the village women were happy to pay for it, but cash was scarce in the countryside. Even Wu Guihua, with her few tens of thousands, couldn’t shell out big bucks daily. Shen Lijuan had just become village secretary, and he needed to back her up. The best way? Get the village rich.
But how? This village wasn’t exactly a goldmine. The road repairs would help, but it’s not like they were building a highway—just making life a bit easier.
“Chicken and duck farming could work. Wu Guihua’s making a bank, isn’t she? People come every few days to buy eggs at fifty cents a pop. Not bad. Egg-laying hens are fine, but meat chickens? No clue if those would survive. Guess I’ll ask her.”
Shen Lijuan, meanwhile, was free. She’d delegated the road work and headed home. Not that Long Gen couldn’t handle the store—he just wasn’t the type to stay put. That cock of his was a walking disaster, always hunting for the next woman to fuck.
“Pfft, and I’m no better,” Shen Lijuan muttered, her cheeks flushing. 'How did I end up in bed with this punk?' It was inappropriate, sure, but she was hooked on his cock. 'Fuck it. No blood relation, and as long as I don’t get pregnant, who cares?' Grumbling, she returned to the store.
As expected, Long Gen was gone, vanished like a ghost. She swept the store, sat down, and flipped through a couple of books He Jingwen had left behind.
“Lijuan, Lijuan, big trouble!” Li Sanshui burst in, panting, his face drenched in sweat.
He didn’t call her “Secretary” since their families were close, and Shen Lijuan didn’t mind. It was just a title.
“What’s wrong, Brother Sanshui? You’re sweating buckets. Sit, I’ll get you some water,” She said, smiling.
“No time for water!” Li Sanshui waved her off, frantic. “Chen Tianyun’s back, and he’s losing it! He found out Wei Wenwu fucked his wife, and now he’s at Wei’s place, demanding to fuck Miao Hong to settle the score. What the hell do we do?”
“What?” Shen Lijuan’s jaw dropped.
'What kind of man is this?' Wei Wenwu was dead, and Chen Tianyun still couldn’t let it go. Sure, Wei fucked his wife, but if she didn’t want it, it wouldn’t have happened. 'Can’t keep your woman in check and you call yourself a man?'
“Let’s go see. Chen Tianyun’s out of control,” She muttered, locking the store and following Li Sanshui.
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At Wei Wenwu’s house, chaos reigned.
“Miao Hong, drop your pants! I’m fucking you today, no matter what. Your bastard husband fucked my wife, so I’m taking it back. We’re not done!” Chen Tianyun bellowed, his fat belly heaving, face twisted with rage.
He was humiliated. His brother, Chen Tianming, had both legs broken by that idiot Long Gen and was stuck in the city hospital. Then he comes home to hear his wife got fucked by Wei Wenwu. 'Where’s my fucking face in this village?'
“Tianyun, let it go. Miao Hong didn’t fuck your wife. Why take it out on her?” A villager piped up.
“Yeah, Wei’s dead. Drop it, go home.”
“It’s just fucking. No big deal.”
The crowd tried to calm him, but Chen Tianyun’s face darkened further.
“Fuck off, all of you! Want me to beat your asses? My wife got fucked, and that’s none of your business. I’m fucking Miao Hong today, and what?” Chen Tianyun was a village tyrant, used to getting his way. Fucking a woman? Hell, he could kill someone and walk away.
He’d come back with a mission: kill that idiot Long Gen. The hospital said his brother’s legs were beyond saving—bones and tendons shattered, wheelchair-bound for life. No amount of money could fix it. 'That little shit’s gonna pay.'
“Strip, now!” Chen Tianyun lunged, grabbing Miao Hong’s tits, kneading them roughly, his hand reaching for her pants.
“Ah! Help! Get off me!” Miao Hong screamed, flailing like a wildcat, scratching and clawing.
“You feisty bitch, I like that. I’m fucking you anyway!” Chen Tianyun’s bulk pinned her, his mouth diving for a kiss.
“You fucking bastard! Go after Wei Wenwu if you’re so tough! I didn’t fuck your wife, you piece of shit! Get off! Help!” Miao Hong’s tears streamed as she screamed.
“Chen Tianyun, stop!”
Shen Lijuan’s sharp voice cut through the chaos as she pushed through the crowd.
“The secretary’s here! Make way!”
Chen Tianyun turned, his fleshy face twitching with a sneer. “Well, look at you, Shen Lijuan. Village secretary after a few days? Think you’re hot shit now? My wife got fucked, and you didn’t do jack. Now you’re stopping me? What kind of logic is that?”
Shen Lijuan’s brows furrowed. She knew Chen Tianyun’s type—arrogant, backed by money and connections. Even with his brother Chen Tianming down, he still had a deputy township chief in his pocket. He didn’t take her seriously.
“Chen Tianyun, Wei Wenwu was wrong to fuck your wife—everyone, including Chief He, knows it. But he’s dead. You gonna dig up his grave and whip his corpse? I can’t do that, and I’m not that cruel. If you’re still pissed, go desecrate his grave. Or Miao Hong can call the cops. Your call. Oh, and if you do anything to her, that’s rape.”
Shen Lijuan gave a calm smile, turning to the crowd. “Alright, everyone, back to work. Nothing to see here. Go help with the road.”
The crowd dispersed, leaving just Chen Tianyun, Shen Lijuan, and Miao Hong.
“You’re a ruthless bitch, Shen Lijuan,” Chen Tianyun growled, teeth grinding. 'Rape? That’s years in prison!' If he got locked up, his wife would probably get fucked by half the village by the time he got out. His brother was supposed to go to jail too, but his disability saved him. Chen Tianyun felt a twinge of fear.
“It’s not about being ruthless—it’s the truth. This village isn’t your brother’s playground anymore. As long as I’m in charge, you can’t bully people like this!” Shen Lijuan snapped, fed up. 'Your wife fucked around, and you’ve got the nerve to act righteous?'
“You fucking widow!” Chen Tianyun roared, swinging a meaty palm at her face.
Slap!
Shen Lijuan’s head snapped to the side, five red fingerprints blooming on her cheek, blood trickling from her lip.
“What?” Miao Hong gasped. 'He hit the secretary?'
“You think you’re some big shot now, huh? Just a village official. Believe me, I’ll have the deputy chief strip your title tomorrow. If I can’t fuck Miao Hong, maybe I’ll fuck you, you slut!”
“Oof!”
A figure shot out from the yard, a foot slamming into Chen Tianyun, sending him crashing into a corner. Long Gen pounced, straddling him, fists raining down.
“You fucking bastard! Hitting my cousin's wife? I’ll kill you!”
Thud-thud-thud!
“Ow! Fuck!” Chen Tianyun shielded his head, begging.
He thrashed, trying to throw Long Gen off, but the kid was relentless. Fists fell like hail, leaving red welts swelling on his face.
“Motherfucker!” Long Gen, panting, stood and stomped on Chen Tianyun’s ear.
“Ahh!”
“No, Little Long, stop!” Shen Lijuan screamed, her face pale. 'One more hit and he’s dead!'
Long Gen didn’t care, landing another kick to his ear.
Thud!
“Fuck, stop! I’m sorry!” Chen Tianyun wailed, his ear bleeding like it’d been sliced off. Long Gen’s kicks were precise—painful but not crippling.
“You hit my cousin's wife? I’ll fucking end you!” Long Gen was a man possessed. 'Nobody touches my woman!'
Shen Lijuan was stunned, torn between fear and warmth. 'This kid’s not just a cock-monster—he’s brutal.' Her late husband never stood up for her like this, only fucked her and left her to fend for herself.
Thud-thud-thud! Long Gen finally stopped, gasping. 'Beating someone’s harder than fucking them.'
Chen Tianyun curled up like a turtle, whimpering in the corner, blood streaming from his head like a period gone wild.
“Little Long, stop! You’re too rough!” Shen Lijuan grabbed him, pulling him back. 'Any more, and he’ll kill him.'
Then it hit her: Chen Tianyun hit her, but Long Gen beat the shit out of him. If this went to court, Long Gen could be in trouble.
“Miao Hong, quick, get someone to take Chen Tianyun to the clinic. He needs treatment!”
