Country Weapon-Chapter 29

"To get rich, build roads first" wasn't a bad saying—hell, it made sense, and Long Gen agreed.

Back before coming to the countryside, he'd studied in the big city. Any place wanting fast growth had to tackle transportation first! Only quick, safe transit could boost the economy. Rural road work might not make them rich, but it'd sure help the villagers.

'Chen Tianming, you wanna fuck me over? Heh, I've already fucked your wife and daughter-in-law!' Long Gen smirked, winking at the Shen sisters, then followed Chen Tianming.

Roadwork was a big deal in the village. With hundreds of households, nearly every family sent a laborer—man, woman, old, or young—to dig dirt or clear grass. Actual stone-lifting was rare, handled by the young and strong. Why would a "fool" like Long Gen get roped in?

Sharp eyes saw it: Chen Tianming was out for revenge. But no one dared speak up—who'd cross the village secretary?

Long Gen played along, drool dangling, grinning like an idiot at everyone. A few steps in, he spotted two old flames—Chen Xianglian and Wu Guihua. By chance, both were Chen Tianming's kin.

Seeing Long Gen join the roadwork, Wu Guihua froze, then greeted Chen Tianming, hoe on her shoulder.

"Dad, why's Long Fool fixing roads?"

Chen Tianming tucked his hands behind his back, belly out, chin up at a forty-five-degree angle, sternly saying, "What? A fool can't work roads?"

"Ever heard 'simple mind, strong limbs'? Look at Long Fool—built like an ox, eating and lounging all day, doing jack shit. That won't fly! Our village doesn't feed loafers!"

"Hmph!" Wu Guihua snorted, hefting her hoe to dig, but her mind churned.

Days ago, her dad got thrashed by Long Gen, the village buzzing about it. With his petty, vengeful streak, he wouldn't rest till Long Gen was ruined! Her hole had just been plugged by Long Gen—if he died, what'd she do? Gotta find a way to help him!

Chen Xianglian had the same thought. Eight years a widow, she'd finally found a big cock to fill her hole, stopping the leaks. Now her brother wanted to kill Long Gen—she wasn't having it.

But she couldn't just tell her brother, "Long Gen's dick is huge, fucked me good, you can't mess with him."

"Brother Tianming, I need help moving stones! Send Long Gen over—I'm beat!" Chen Xianglian blurted, wiping sweat, urging him.

Chen Tianming grunted, annoyed. Why were his sisters against him?

Long Gen knew Chen Xianglian's intent, jogging over with a goofy grin, tossing small stones onto the road, eyes glued to her braless chest.

In the heat, Chen Xianglian skipped a bra. Swinging her hoe, sweat soaked her tank top, outlining her big boobs; bending over, her wide hips jutted, her crack etched into her pants,

thighs slightly spread.

"Little Long, you wrecked your auntie's ass—morning shits were a struggle. Finally squeezed one out, bloody. Mmm, but it felt good," Chen Xianglian whispered when Long Gen neared, with no one around. "Give me a couple days to rest, then you can fuck me again. Last night hurt too much..."

"Heh heh," Long Gen snickered, reverting to his idiot act, pinching her cheeks, muttering, "Get Chen Tianming over here. That dog's out to fuck me—I'm gonna ruin him."

"That... ain't right, he's my brother..." Chen Xianglian hesitated.

Fucking over her brother was one thing, but helping her lover cripple him? That was tough.

"Bullshit 'not right'! You in or out? If not, I'm done fucking you—let cucumbers fuck you daily!" Long Gen hissed. How's this chick not getting it? I fucked her, I'm her man—why's she siding with him?

"I..." Chen Xianglian frowned, torn.

"Long Fool, move those stones! What're you dawdling for, you dog? Wanna starve?" Chen Tianming bellowed, storming over, itching for an excuse. The kid was slacking, whispering with Xianglian—perfect chance to pounce.

Long Gen faked a jump-scare, stammering, "V-Village secretary, I-I'm working! B-But this stone's too big, I can't move it alone. C-Can you help?"

Play along, dog—wanna set me up? I'll turn it on you. Long Gen thought. Think you're stronger? My crotch beast's huge, fucked your women, and my arms got plenty of power—you're done... heh heh!

"Useless punk, all size and no spine, fucking worthless!" Chen Tianming cursed, but inside, he was gleeful.

The fool wanted his help with a stone? Asking for death! He'd fucked half the village women year-round—no strength? No way.

The stone was big, square like a tofu block, at least three hundred pounds—not small. Long Gen couldn't lift it alone.

"Here, you take that side, I'll pry with the shovel!" Chen Tianming sized it up, picking a high spot. A little force, and the stone would roll toward Long Gen. Without strength, he'd lose his grip, and it'd crush half his foot!

Long Gen grinned idiotically, agreeing, shirt off, stepping up.

"Hey, one-two-three, up!" They shouted, lifting the stone.

Chen Tianming saw Long Gen brace it with his arms, yanking the shovel out, ready for a laugh. But the stone, like it had eyes, rolled toward him, crashing onto his legs!

"Ow, fuck, my legs!" Chen Tianming wailed, eyes rolling back, fainting from pain.

"Oh, v-village secretary, y-you okay? H-How'd the stone hit you?" Long Gen feigned panic, grabbing Chen Tianming's sleeve, shaking him, face full of worry, but inside, he was blooming with joy.

That smash? His legs are toast!

"Secretary, you alright?"

"Brother, what happened? Wake up!" Chen Xianglian's face paled.

"Dad, you..." Wu Guihua joined in.

Soon, a crowd surrounded Chen Tianming, pushing Long Gen out. Wu Guihua quietly pulled him aside.

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