Back to the Apocalypse

*second half of the chapter is NSFW*

“Little Jing, Xiao.... Sa." Bai Jingcheng was a little reluctant as he called out Xiao Sa’s name. He pointed to several people around him, starting with a rigorous-looking, middle-aged man about 40 years old, and introduced them from left to right, one by one. “Come and greet your Uncle Song, he is the third-in-command of the Song Family. Having heard that you’ve finally made it to the Capital, he deliberately put down his work and hurried over to see you."

Bai Jing was unsurprised by this. When the news of a level five ability user spread, the power balance between the factions would surely shift. However, it was unexpected that the quickest to react was the Song Family.

“Hello, Uncle Song.” Bai Jing smiled and said hello. His attitude couldn’t be considered respectful; in fact, it was a little casual. The enemy of an enemy was a friend. Whatever their purpose was, Bai Jing would treat the Song Family with the utmost goodwill as long as they did not harm his own interests. Ever since ancient times, it had always been difficult for a single tree to grow into a forest, and he wasn’t arrogant enough to believe that he could rest easy just because Bai Jingcheng and Zhang Qiucheng had already accomplished some things before.

“Good child! Sure enough, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Little Jing is young and promising. Mr. Bai, you have a good son who looks a lot like you. Everyone, sit down. And... who was it? Xiao Sa, hurry up and sit. Brother Zhang mentioned you a long time ago, and meeting you in person, your reputation is really well-deserved. The younger generation will surpass the older..." Song Qisheng greeted them warmly. He had been keeping his eyes pinned on Xiao Sa ever since they had come through the door, and his pupils had shrunk slightly when he saw them before he shifted his gaze away and smiled more sincerely.

The corner of Bai Jing’s lips twitched. Sure enough, people couldn’t be judged by their appearances. Song Qisheng looked solemn and strict, but his image collapsed as soon as he opened his mouth to speak. His words were all empty and carried no substance. How did he look like Bai Jingcheng at all, and could he even change?

“I have long heard of your name.” Xiao Sa cupped his hands in greeting behind Bai Jing. It was indeed true that he had long heard of Song Qisheng’s name; the Song Family had been very prominent prior to the apocalypse, and Song Qisheng’s name made those from the triad tremble in fear. Now, the winds had changed, and the director of public security and a criminal boss had to call each other brother. If he remembered correctly, Zhang Qiucheng seemed to be a very big criminal!

Song Qisheng coughed but didn’t seem to feel embarrassed at all. "Today, I brought a bottle of wine from ’82. Brother Xiao, we can enjoy it together."

Xiao Sa curved his lips, “It’s a great honor.”

Bai Jingcheng then introduced the next person, who looked about twenty years old and was somewhat similar to Song Qisheng, “This is the Song Family’s fourth son. He’s with the 2nd Ability User team. You are of similar ages and will have many opportunities to interact together in the future."

“Hello, I’m Song Yi. Please advise me later on." Song Yi stood up and spoke cautiously.

Song Qisheng interrupted them with a laugh and pointed to Song Yi, “This is my nephew.”

Bai Jing looked at both of them and a strange feeling welled up in his heart. These two people must have been born with the wrong personality, right? Song Qisheng looked strict and severe, but Bai Jing was absolutely certain that this guy who was wreathed in smiles had a cruel, scheming heart. Song Yi was good looking and more importantly had a baby face, but when matched with his severe expression, it looked very out of place.

“Hello.” Bai Jing smiled and nodded.

Song Yi pursed his lips. He obviously knew his own shortcomings, keeping his face straight as possible he tried to adjust his facial expression before turning to Xiao Sa, "I hope we’ll have a chance to cooperate together in the future. I’m a level four ability user. I would like to spar with you sometime."

Song Yi’s expression was full of his interest in warfare, and his eyes were sparkling.

Bai Jing was unhappy. So what if he was a level four ability user? He glared at Song Yi - Xiao Sa was his!

Song Qisheng laughed as he tried to smooth things over, "Being young is great. Look at how energetic they are."

Bai Jing had black lines all down on his face. Screw your ’energetic’!

Xiao Sa looked at Song Yi and spoke coldly, “You’re too weak. Come back after you’ve completed your training. I don’t bully children.”

Bai Jing was immediately pleased, his eyebrows drawing open, and a smile appearing on his face. He glanced at Song Yi and said proudly, “You have to beat me first if you want to spar with

Song Yi was silent for a while but did not insist, “Base training ground number three. When you have time, let me know."

Bai Jing harrumphed and grudgingly agreed, though the main reason for it was because the Song Family had sent two of their key members today. They had been thoughtful and were worth becoming friends with. No wonder they were able to remain in positions of power even after the apocalypse.

Bai Jingcheng continued, “This is Zhao Haowu, the current Chief of Security.”

“This is He Yong. He’s now working in the Central Hospital. You already know each other, so I won’t elaborate." He moved on to the next person, "This is Yu Guoqing..."

Bai Jingcheng introduced a total of seven people, and Bai Jing kept them all in mind. In addition to the Song family, Zhao Haowu was a member of the Qi family, the Chief of Security was under the Qi Family’s influence, and He Yong and Wang Chaowen were part of Bai Jingcheng’s faction and could be used. Yuan Guoqing and Cui Haodong belonged to other factions, and the Zhou Family had not sent anyone to represent them.

There were many other unknown faces, Bai Jingcheng didn’t introduce them, and Bai Jing didn’t ask. Other than the Song Family who had sent out people from the direct family to show respect, everyone else had sent comparatively less important people; it was likely that they wanted to first test the waters and wait before making plans. Bai Jing didn’t mind, but he would only show respect to those who did the same for him. Although they had only just arrived at the Capital, they weren’t in a position where they needed to suck up to anybody.

The guests and hosts both enjoyed the meal. Although the dishes didn’t vary much, and it wasn’t as plentiful as it would have been before the apocalypse, for a group of people who hadn’t had much choice in food, it was a gluttonous feast, and everyone’s mouths were soon glossy with grease.

Bai Jing covered his face. He looked at other people eating in a slow and orderly manner, then looked over at his own team who were all wolfing down the meal and suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Xiao Sa’s expression didn’t change as he casually ate a few bites. He felt that the food wasn’t as good as what Little Jing made, and the vegetables also weren’t as fresh as those found in Little Jing’s space.

Song Qisheng’s estimation of Xiao Sa rose a little higher.

A bottle of wine from 1982 was a very good thing. One person had intent, and the other person was willing; Song Qisheng and Xiao Sa established a good relationship, and Bai Jingcheng was happy with his success.

After drinking and eating, everyone reluctantly said their goodbyes. Bai Jingcheng had a few more things to say, then took the lead and left.

Before Song Yi left, he reminded Bai Jing not to forget their appointment at the training grounds.

Bai Jing’s lips twitched, and his face was covered with black lines. How could this person like fighting so much....

Before long, everyone scattered and went their own way. Zhang Qiucheng’s people became acquainted with Yang Lin and the others, and soon had arms wrapped around each others’ shoulders as they went out looking for things to do. It had to be said that this was a good place to find entertainment.

Everyone separated, and Xiao Sa led Bai Jing along as they strolled slowly along the road.

The Western District was a high level area, and the street lights were bright at night. At this time, the capital seemed to be divided into two parts: half was like a deep, dark abyss, while the other half was like heaven.

When they arrived back at the villa, it was already late at night. After returning to their room, Xiao Sa locked the door and smoothly set up a barrier before turning to give Bai Jing a deep look.

“What are you doing?” Bai Jing felt a full body shiver run through his body, and a bad feeling immediately rose up.

“What do you think I’m doing." Xiao Sa’s gaze grew dark as he pressed his lover down onto the bed in one move.

“Didn’t you already forget about it?" Bai Jing wanted to cry but didn’t have the tears. He finally acknowledged his fate and accepted that there was no escape tonight; he just knew that Xiao Sa would settle accounts with him.

“I wanted to give you a chance to relax first." Xiao Sa answered as though it was a given, then bit at his lover’s lips. His large hands began to wander everywhere.

“Let’s go to the space.” Bai Jing gritted his teeth. At least there was a spring inside his space to help relieve fatigue.

Xiao Sa had no objections; it was better to go into the space in case Little Jing’s body couldn’t hold up. Bai Jing had cleverly dug a pit for himself.

Fresh air poured in as the scene changed in an instant. The two men appeared within a green field of grass.

Xiao Sa blocked Bai Jing’s mouth with his own even before Bai Jing could speak. He removed Bai Jing’s trousers with lightning speed and drew out his own huge manhood, pressing it against Bai Jing’s two rounded buttocks.

“Son of a bitch... Slow down...” Bai Jing was startled, his chrysanthemum tightening as he felt a hot and hard thing pushing against his entrance.

“Wasn’t it A-Sa? Hmm? What were you calling me before? Say it again." Xiao Sa pressed harder, and pleasure spread through him. He encircled Bai Jing’s waist with both hands, his lower body beginning to move vigorously.

“A-Sa, A-Sa! Isn’t that enough, you bastard!"

“Wuuuu... you’re going too fast...”

There were moans, gasps, and sighs as they drowned themselves in this powerful wave of passion.

The night was still long.

The next day, Bai Jing was sore, his back ached, and he only felt a little better after realizing that he’d been cleaned before he awoke. He was just about to get up when he felt an arm slip around his waist, causing him to kick out as he simmered in anger, "Get lost." He had begged so much last night that his voice was hoarse, but this bastard still wouldn’t let him off!

Xiao Sa smacked his lips and revealed his huge manhood, “I want it.”

Bai Jing was angry enough to explode and tried to dash outside naked.

Xiao Sa pulled him back with the arm around his waist. Bai Jing staggered and ended up sitting on Xiao Sa’s thigh like a sheep sending itself to a tiger’s mouth.

So, there was another round of ’papapa!’.

“Wuwuwu...” Bai Jing’s face was full of tears.

“Be good, Little Jing, this’ll be the last time." Xiao Sa’s voice was soft as he cajoled.

“You said that the last time." Bai Jing complained.

“It’s true this time.”

“You bastard.”

“Yes, I’m a bastard, but this bastard loves you."

“You rascal.”

“I’m only a rascal with you."

“Ah, not there...”

“Here, right...”

There was another heartfelt, passionate moan as Xiao Sa thrust rhythmically, pushing in to the deepest part before pulling out again. Following the release of warm liquid, Bai Jing didn’t have the slightest bit of strength left. Xiao Sa picked him up in a horizontal carry, "Behave, Little Jing. Let’s go take a bath."

Bai Jing looked at him lazily and corrected, “I’m going to take a bath.”

Xiao Sa laughed lightly, “I won’t do anything to you."

Bai Jing rolled his eyes at him, obviously not believing in his credibility.

Xiao Sa didn’t say anything more. The space wasn’t that big, and he had soon carried Bai Jing to the edge of the spring.

“Let me down.” Bai Jing struggled for a while, and Xiao Sa did not insist any further. Although he wanted to wash up with Little Jing, he decided to let it go for the sake of his future sexual happiness. He currently didn’t want to test his own self-control, either.

Bai Jing could feel his entire body relax as he sank into the cool water. He felt both exhausted and hollowed out, and it was as though his pores were absorbing energy for him and cleansing every meridian in his body.