Before I knew it, I was manhandled.

Two big guys worked on me.

I doubled over.

I couldn't breathe.

They put me in a cage.

I was thrown in a basement.

Left there to rot.

Months had passed.

I was fed sloppy rice soup once a day.

That bitch was part of a Muslim terrorist group from the Philipines.

They had been looking for me since I broke their terrorist racket almost a year ago.

'Where did you put the money,' asked the interrogator.

Meanwhile, the Chinese government caught wind of the incident.

Max had to be working in the background.

The Chinese were known to send back African Americans and Nepalese.

They didn't want their women folk soiled by these sub citizens.

That was the unofficial policy and heavily policed.

There were no Black Lives Matters in China.

No one could compete with the big dirty black penis.

If a Chinese was caught fucking a gorilla, she'd be put in a zoo where she belonged.

'This is why we are going to cut your balls and cock out and stuff it down your throat because you are a racist,' said the interrogator.

I tended to say things how they were.

Imagine fucking the Chinese chick who had flown to Kuala Lumper to fuck a big-dicked nigger.

'You would never touch the sides,' said Max, who barged in with a few Chinese commandos.

A few rounds later, I was free.

'Are you ok?' asked Max.

The commandos also asked the same question.

You had to give it to the Chinese, if you were white and carried a passport either from Australia or the US, they'd bend over backwards to ensure you your liberty.

The Chinese were ruthless.

Over twenty Muslim insurgents were killed that day.

They had zero tolerance for Muslims, and for very good reason. 

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