Liu Haoyang’s brain is blank. Wheezing, panting, for an instant he couldn’t hear, he couldn’t see, he couldn’t feel. Only his own rapid heartbeat, submerged his whole body. He widened his eyes, and his out of focus pupil swayed rapidly and aimlessly, as if searching hysterically for something. But what is that? What is it? He didn’t know. Consciousness is gradually pulled back, from the absolute silence slowly emerged like tinnitus high frequency noise. Thin, like ghosts in general, physiological murmur. Oh, yeah. I was just a few dozen thick, fat, dark chickens, he thought. No exclamation, no emotion, just tell a fact, general light mentality. Because this day after day of extreme devastation has made him used to it, and he has decided that this is what he should be. It is his duty to be manipulated one after another, and it is his duty to be stuck in the ass by a huge cock.