【The Evil Dream】(Chapter 30) - The Beginning

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(30) Starting Point

Manjushri, Bodhisattvas should not preach the Dharma to women, nor should they desire

to see them . If they enter another's home, they should not speak with young girls, virgins, or widows. They should also not be close to the five types of men,

nor enter another's home alone. If they must enter alone, they should single-mindedly recite the Buddha's name. If they preach the Dharma to women, they should not smile with their teeth showing,

nor reveal their inner thoughts. Even when preaching the Dharma, they should not be close to them, let alone in other matters.

==《Lotus Sutra, Chapter 14: The Practice of Peace and Happiness》

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Exhausted, Wang Yan, as Dou Weimin expected, refused the suggestion to call two female masseuses and

fell asleep on a beach chair with a towel draped over her. Dou Weimin watched with great interest as his usually conservative wife

slept naked outdoors, and his heart was stirred again. He watched the sunlight slant across her curvaceous body,

and couldn't resist carefully lifting the towel, revealing Wang Yan's perfectly naked body once again in broad daylight.

Wang Yan lay on her side, leaning against her right arm with her back to the villa door. Her body lines were a blend of softness and edginess, mesmerizing to behold.

Even Dou Weimin, familiar with her contours, couldn't resist

gently stroking her serenade-like curves with his hand. Wang Yan, oblivious, slept soundly, her breath soft and gentle.

Dou Weimin tied the towel back on, picked up his camera, and began taking pictures from different angles. After a while, he went to the villa door

, half-opened it, and peeked outside. It was quiet; no one was there. So he opened the door completely, so that if

anyone passed by, a casual glance through the open doorway would clearly show a naked

woman sleeping on a beach chair by the pool. Dou Weimin stood nervously for a moment, then looked around the doorway again

to make sure there were no surveillance cameras or anyone passing by. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, but also seemed somewhat regretful.

He stepped outside and quickly snapped a few photos of Wang Yan's naked sleeping posture from an outside angle before hurriedly rushing

back into the villa and closing the door.

Downstairs in his room, Dou Weimin opened his laptop, took out a data cable, and

copied all the photos from his digital camera. He didn't look at them one by one, but instead logged into that ambiguous QQ number to see if

there was any new activity. Xiao Long had left a bunch of messages early in the morning, saying he'd been drunk and rambling the night before,

but reiterated that Wang Yan was still his dream girl. Dou Weimin was both amused and exasperated. He shook his head and opened

"Peach Season," where the chat was still bustling with activity even in broad daylight, while "Standing Committee of the National People's Congress" remained silent.

After browsing the group chat for a while and finding it uninteresting, he checked his phone and found missed

calls and text messages from Qin Qi and Qi Qiang, the county magistrate of Sanzhu County. Qin Qi reported some company matters and messages from several clients. Qi Qiang, upon

answering the phone, immediately complained that Dou Weimin wasn't being considerate by not continuing to contact him privately. He then explained that he was coming to Ding'an City

on and wanted to meet up with Dou Weimin. Dou Weimin apologized profusely and readily agreed. Just as he hung up, Si Hu called

again, saying he was coming with Hu Qingyou's wife, Sha Yue.

Wang Yan, still half-asleep, was about to whine and go back to sleep when she heard Si Hu and her cousin-in-law Sha Yue were coming. She

sat up with a cry, pinched Dou Weimin's arm hard, hurriedly wrapped herself in a towel, grabbed her clothes, and ran into

the small building

. Dou Weimin, rubbing his arm and whistling, followed behind.

Si Hu and Sha Yue arrived more than half an hour later, saying that Hu Qingyou was with important guests and they couldn't

be there, so they came to meet the couple to have lunch together before watching the boxing match. Si Hu was dressed formally in a white

shirt and black trousers, while Sha Yue wore a short skirt with a subtropical feel that accentuated her voluptuous figure.

Dou Weimin's eyes quickly swept over Sha Yue's firm breasts and snow-white thighs: "Hello, Brother Hu, hello, Sister Yue,

wow , dressed so hot, I was wondering where this little beauty came from." Sha Yue pretended to roll her eyes and

punched Dou Weimin as soon as she entered: "You little rascal, always talking so sweetly, Xiao Yan, don't you keep an eye on your pretty boy!"

Wang Yan greeted her with a smile and took her arm: "Sister Yue, don't mind him, he's always so annoying. Come on, look at this bag I picked out,

what do you think?" The two women browsed Taobao on the computer downstairs, while Dou Weimin carried his laptop upstairs and chatted with

Si Hu on the balcony. Si Hu was usually rather taciturn in front of outsiders, but he was quite

talkative . After all, they had known each other for a long time and had many dealings, and Dou Weimin had always respected him

. Si Hu had always treated Dou Weimin like a younger brother. Speaking of Dou Weimin's recent televised appearance at the entrepreneurs' forum, Si Hu mentioned that Hu Qingyou's mother

had also seen it and was very happy, praising her nephew's success and then scolding Hu Qingyou for neglecting his

duties . The two of them laughed heartily. Dou Weimin, unable to contain his curiosity, asked Si Hu about the inside

story of this underground boxing match. Si Hu explained that such events happened irregularly, attracting bigwigs, officials

, and wealthy people from the provincial capital to watch the fights and gamble heavily. He added that there were supposedly some important figures coming this time, so there were

restrictions on the club's members. Tong Yubin's agreement to come and watch was a great favor.

After chatting for a while, Dou Weimin suggested that since it was still early for dinner, they go to the gym together. Si Hu

hesitated slightly but nodded in agreement. They greeted the two chattering women downstairs, and

Sihu called the front desk to send a sightseeing electric cart. Back on the second floor, in the gym, there was no one else.

The staff found them two sets of workout clothes, and Sihu told them to put some bottled water nearby and close the door so they wouldn't

be disturbed. Both were shirtless and barefoot. Dou Weimin continued working out according to the fitness instructor's instructions. Sihu

glanced at him: "Heh, didn't realize you had so much muscle." Dou Weimin proudly flexed his

biceps : "Of course, health is the foundation of everything. Although I can't compare to you, Brother Hu, I'm still better than most people

." Sihu smiled and warmed up on his own. Meanwhile

, at the small villa's dining table, the two men wolfed down their food, practically emptying the entire table, drawing constant criticism from

the two women for their rudeness. After the meal, Sihu first called the front desk to clean up, then dialed

another number to ask the other three to come over early to avoid running into anyone else. Finally, he reminded

Dou Weimin and Wang Yan not to bring cameras or video cameras, and to silence their phones so

they wouldn't be able . Wang Yan stuck out her tongue: "Wow, that sounds nerve-wracking." Si Hu smiled and glanced at her.

"I doubt you'll dare to watch it. This is different from those kung fu movies." Wang Yan widened her eyes. "

What to be afraid of? It's just watching a fight! When students at my school fight, they sometimes even use knives. Other teachers

might not dare to intervene, but I'd go and break them up!" Si Hu smiled and didn't say anything more.

The

third-floor casino looked empty and not ready to open for business. There were only a few waiters and security guards.

Si Hu led them to the stairwell and whispered a few words to a security guard. The guard seemed to confirm something on his walkie-talkie

and then checked them individually with a scanner before letting them up to the fourth floor. The layout of the fourth floor was completely

different There were two rows of enclosed private rooms. Si Hu led them to the end of the corridor and pushed open a door. Inside was

a large hall about the size of a basketball court, with a boxing ring with ropes in the center. The ring was surrounded by a steel frame that formed two levels. The upper level seemed to be divided into

many open private rooms. Dou Weimin felt that this upper level connected to the fifth floor.

The lobby lights were focused only on the boxing ring, leaving the rest of the space dimly lit. The four of them walked along the wall to

a small private room in a corner upstairs. The room, illuminated by the bright light from the boxing ring, appeared simply furnished. Three walls were open,

with the side facing the ring completely exposed. A television with cable TV connected directly to the empty boxing ring.

The sofa set was comfortable, and several small single sofas were placed along the railing near the ring, along

with a large-screen laptop. Si Hu and Sha Yue expertly ushered Dou Weimin and Wang Yan to their seats, serving them

tea, fruit, and snacks. Wang Yan clung tightly to Dou Weimin, gripping his arm. "Why aren't the lights on?" Si Hu

turned on the air conditioner. "We don't need the lights; the light coming in from outside is enough." Sha Yue sat down on Dou Weimin's other side,

selecting a TV program. "That way we can't see who's in the other rooms. Hey, the odds seem pretty

high today. How many games are there?" Si Hu sat down at the computer by the window and checked. "Oh, four games. The odds are

about the same , but there's no limit to the bets. If Weimin's interested, he can place a bet using his membership card." Dou Weimin rubbed

his scalp. "I just want to see. I've never played this before. I'll check it out later."

??? The scent of Sha Yue's perfume wafted over from beside him, but it smelled wonderful. Dou Weimin turned his head and

saw that the boat neckline of her dress was open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. He quickly turned his gaze back to the TV

screen. Sha Yue wasn't a local of Ding'an. She used to run a bar on her own, and could be considered a semi-gangster.

Later, she met Hu Qingyou, who was still a gangster at the time, in her bar. Dou Weimin's aunt was very opposed to their relationship,

but over time she grew to like Sha Yue's cheerful personality. Especially after Sha Yue took a knife

for , the old lady completely accepted her as her daughter-in-law. However, Sha Yue

lost her child during that incident, which saddened the old lady greatly. Fortunately, Sha Yue was still fertile, and the old lady only started longing

for a grandchild again in recent years. Thinking of this, Dou Weimin turned to look at Si Hu. It was said that the enemy was later killed,

which happened after Si Hu got together with Hu Qingyou.

??? After sitting for a while, people started coming in one after another. Dou Weimin then noticed that the lighting design here was quite thoughtful

. The details on the boxing ring were clearly visible, while the surrounding light was blurry. From the entrance to the stairs, only the lower half of the people entering could be seen

, and the differences between the private rooms upstairs were also unclear. A number of people came in, their figures moving about. A

bald man and a security guard-looking man walked to the edge of the boxing ring and whispered to each other. Si Hu whispered, "Let's sit in the front,

it's about to start, let's check the odds for the first match." The four of them sat down by the railing, with Sha Yue and Wang Yan on either side of Dou Weimin.

Si Hu fiddled with the computer, opening a screen that showed photos of two fighters and some data, introducing

the two boxers' information and odds. "Stone, 15 wins, 2 losses, odds 2.3; Gunpowder, 21 wins, 5 losses, odds

1.7, about the same." Si Hu muttered, turning to look at Dou Weimin: "Weimin, are you placing a bet? Just your

membership card number and password, very simple. Oh, this place is quite big today. The first round alone saw over nine million bets.

" Dou Weimin smiled and shook his head. Wang Yan stuck out her tongue beside him: "There are so many rich people. Is this gambling

for real?" Sha Yue chimed in with a grin: "Xiao Yan hasn't seen anything like this before. This is just

the . The main event is in the later rounds. There will definitely be big buyers. Judging

by the scale, there might even be a high-stakes bet where both sides field their own bettors.

" After the betting was finished, the bald man nimbly flipped onto the boxing ring, gave a signal, and two shirtless boxers

emerged from the shadows at either end and stepped onto the ring. The bald man checked them over, whispered a few words, and the two

boxers went to a corner of the ring to warm up. Dou Weimin noticed that the boxers weren't wearing boxing gloves, were barefoot,

and only wore shorts of different colors and bandages wrapped around their wrists. With a muffled gong sound from the shadows,

the bald man retreated to the edge of the ring, and the two boxers approached the center of the ring to make tentative contact. The one in the black shorts was Huoyao,

and true to his name, after a few exchanges, he suddenly roared and threw a flying knee, knocking Shi Tou back.

He then followed up with a combination of punches, a right hook that knocked Shi Tou down.

Shi Tou , while Huoyao pressed down on him, striking his head, which was tightly protected by his arms. The sound of each punch landing was particularly clear.

Baldy rushed over and pulled Gunpowder aside. Stone, who had been sitting on the ground panting, slowly stood up. Under the bright lights,

it was clear that his brow bone was split open and blood was streaming down his face. Wang Yan gasped softly and grabbed Dou Weimin's arm: "How could this happen

? Will he kill someone?" Dou Weimin watched as Baldy called someone

over

to give Stone some basic first aid. He gently patted Wang Yan's hand: "It's like this, it won't happen." After clearing the area, Baldy made a gesture, and the two began to make some tentative contact again. Stone was once again struck by a combination punch followed by a roundhouse kick, which sent him half-kneeling on the ground. Gunpowder quickly followed with a

left knee, and Stone's mouthguard flew off. He fell backward, folding over. Before Baldy could pounce,

Gunpowder slammed his right knee into Stone's abdomen, while simultaneously punching Stone's left ribs repeatedly with his right fist. Stone's

screams echoed through the ring. Baldy grabbed Gunpowder's right arm and pulled him up, then forcefully waved his hand to signal the end of the match. The surrounding private

rooms were filled with a buzzing sound, and one could vaguely hear people cursing.

Gunpowder flipped off the boxing ring, and two security guards carried Stone off on a stretcher. A small pool of blood could

be seen where Stone had been lying. Wang Yan, trembling, clung to Dou Weimin: "Husband,

I don't want to watch anymore..." Dou Weimin, caught up in his excitement, paused for a moment, then snapped back to reality: "Hmm, I guessed you were watching..."

"I'm not going down. How about this, you watch TV for a while, but keep the volume down." Sha Yue laughed as she stood up and pulled Wang Yan to

the center of the room. "That Weimin guy, he actually brought you to see this . This isn't a kung fu movie. I

was terrified when I first saw it, but it's pretty much the same as a gang fight, just not as good, and nobody bets on it. Fine, I'll

watch TV with you." Si Hu took the cigarette Dou Weimin offered. "So fast. Not many people bet on a first-round KO, the bookmaker

made money. The second round, oh, this guy Monk, against someone called Truck. Monk has fought him before, and he KO'd

him . The odds are high today."

Monk was a bald man with a thick beard and a beautiful dragon tattoo. Truck was a burly man half a head taller than him,

but their muscles looked about the same size. The fight was quite close, and the two often grappled, both ending up with

bruises and swelling. In the third round, Monk was slammed onto the stage by Truck, and his right arm seemed to dislocate.

Then Truck followed up with a heavy punch that knocked him out. Dou Weimin watched the monk stagger off the stage and let out a long sigh:

"Damn, that was exciting!" Si Hu also sighed: "What a pity, the monk had a chance in the second round.

Actually he should be slightly stronger." Dou Weimin handed him a cigarette: "Brother Hu, you're an expert. Do you think this

was a fixed fight?" Si Hu took the cigarette: "Of course not. Strength isn't everything; accidents happen. Few dare

to fake this kind of fight. The bookmakers need credibility, and the fighters, well, unless they're tired of living..."

??? The third round was surprisingly between two foreigners, a Russian and a black man. The odds were even.

After four rounds, the Russian was clearly exhausted and was beaten to a pulp by the black man's combination punches, hanging on the ropes.

Dou Weimin, panting, watched a security guard kneeling on the ring wiping blood, clenching his sweaty fists: "That old

black bull, I don't think even that truck was a match for him." Si Hu nodded in agreement.

As soon as the opponent and odds

overfor the fourth round , "What's wrong, Tiger? Do you know him?" Si Hu pointed to the person named "Ah Xing" on the screen

and said somewhat seriously, "Weimin, bet on him this round." Dou Weimin was a little confused: "So you think he's good? First time boxing

? Let me see his opponent, he's Thai, can he win?" Si Hu sneered: "So what if he's Thai

? He's not a boxing champion. There are plenty of Thais who do underground boxing. This guy's record is so-so, he's probably just an ordinary boxer. Against

Ah Xing, hehe. Hurry up and bet, listen to me." Dou Weimin hesitated for a moment, then looked back and saw that Wang Yan was staring blankly at

the TV and not paying attention to them. He took out his membership card, asked Si Hu to enter the card number, confirmed the password himself, and checked

the balance. The first time he came with the Black and White Duo, he had already spent 110,000, and Hu Qingyou had paid for the rest, so he bet

800,000. Si Hu pulled out a pack of cigarettes, opened one, and handed it to him: "Hehe, a lot of people bet on that Thai kid Wang Nan,

they all think Muay Thai is amazing, just like you. Oh, someone

bet 35 million on Ah Xing... a head-to-head, it's a head-to-head between two people, the person betting on Ah Xing and the person betting on the Thai kid each bet 35 million, not participating in the odds. The rest of the people bet on

the bookmaker's odds, and the bookmaker also favors Wang Nan..." Dou Weimin leaned close to Si Hu's ear: "Brother Hu, do you know Ah Xing? Is he very

good?" Si Hu nodded slightly: "I guess I know him, I'll tell you when I get down, watch the boxing match first." Dou Weimin said "Oh,"

and as soon as he sat up straight, he smelled a fragrant breeze, it was Sha Yue sitting down next to him again.

"Chinese vs... Thai? Can they win?" Sha Yue looked at

Wang Nan in the boxing ring doing the unique rituals of Thai boxers with some doubt, Dou Weimin smiled: "Sister-in-law, why worry so much, support domestic products!"

Sha Yue rolled her eyes and focused intently on the railing. Dou Weimin's gaze involuntarily

drifted from the side along the open boat neckline of her dress, revealing a pair of full breasts

lifted , creating a deep cleavage. Dou Weimin swallowed hard, quickly shifting his gaze to the boxing

ring: "Damn, why am I so horny now... Sha Yue's breasts are pretty big... bigger than Wang Yan's, but not as big as

Zhao Yulin's , about the same size as my mother-in-law's... Damn!" With a gesture from the bald man, Wang Nan immediately launched an attack.

Ah Xing blankly withstood a wave of attacks, after which both sides became cautious. Ah Xing's buzz cut gave Dou Weimin

an indescribable feeling, a sense of familiarity. After the uneventful first round, he leaned close to Si Hu's

ear: "Brother Hu, why do I feel like Ah Xing looks a bit like you?" Si Hu looked at him in surprise but didn't

speak .

Ah Xing's movements were anything but flashy, even somewhat monotonous, but Wang Nan simply couldn't handle him.

Even Dou Weimin could see that Ah Xing was patiently waiting for an opportunity to wear down his opponent's stamina. The second round was basically

the same as the first. In the third round, Wang Nan's attack succeeded once, a heavy punch causing Ah Xing to stagger.

However, Ah Xing's resilience was strong; after a dodge, his defense was once again impenetrable. Dou Weimin,

deeply affected by the 800,000 bet, was thoroughly shocked. The fourth round was another uneventful repetition of the previous ones.

At the start of the fifth round, Ah Xing suddenly dove into Wang Nan's arms after blocking Wang Nan's flying knee, slamming Wang Nan onto the ring with a takedown.

He then watched indifferently as Wang Nan scrambled to his feet. Just as Wang Nan straightened up, Ah Xing unleashed a

lightning- barrage of punches, forcing Wang Nan to retreat. Wang Nan's arms couldn't protect his head, and after several blows

, his footing became unsteady. Suddenly, Ah Xing delivered a right roundhouse kick to Wang Nan's left forearm and head, sending Wang Nan

spinning ninety degrees before crashing to the ground like a cement bag. A buzzing sound filled

the air. The bald man nudged Wang Nan, signaling the end of the round. Sha Yue cheered and ran to Wang Yan's side:

"The Chinese won!" Dou Weimin also punched hard, letting out a muffled groan, and turned to see the four tigers

grinning ear. They waited until everyone in the other private rooms had left before coming out. Downstairs, Si Hu and Sha Yue said they were going to wait for

Hu Qingyou at his villa, not going to Dou Weimin and Wang Yan's place. Just as Si Hu and Sha Yue left, they heard footsteps behind them. Dou Weimin turned around and saw Tong Yubin and Jin Miao, the secretary of the Ding'an Municipal Party Committee , walking out with several people. The middle-aged man with a crew cut at the front had a very imposing presence, capable yet dignified. Dou Weimin pulled Wang Yan aside, watching the man's brisk strides, noting a hint of military bearing. Tong Yubin paused slightly upon seeing them, smiled slightly at Dou Weimin, patted him on the shoulder as he passed, and said, " Never mind you." He then smiled and nodded at Wang Yan before following the middle-aged man. Jin Miao glanced at Dou Weimin...

After a moment's hesitation, Dou Weimin slowed his pace. He gave a slight bow: "Hello, Mr. Jin... Mr. Jin." Jin Miao frowned

thoughtfully for a moment, then relaxed: "Oh... Mr. Dou! Hehe." Jin Miao

smiled shook hands with Dou Weimin, gave him a deep look, and quickly followed the group ahead. Wang Yan

looked at the group curiously: "Who are they? They all look very... very impressive." Dou Weimin smiled but didn't speak,

thinking to himself: "Secretary Jin has followers, they must be impressive..."

??? At the front desk, Dou Weimin remembered his bet. Checking his membership card at the front desk, he found the odds were 3.2 to 1.

After deducting the bookmaker's cut, he had made 1.6 million. Overjoyed, he hugged Wang Yan and kissed her hard on her smooth

cheek . The front desk clerk chuckled to himself, while Wang Yan blushed and pushed him away,

walking out first. Dou Weimin instructed the front desk to leave one million yuan on his membership card, transferring the rest to his

personal bank account. On the way back to "Liushengju" in the electric cart, Wang Yan quietly complained that the underground boxing match

was terrible, too bloody and violent. Dou Weimin put his arm around her shoulder and breathed into her ear: "You only know how to watch

movies. This is real, so exciting!"

As soon as they entered "Liushengju," Dou Weimin closed the door, bolted it, and turned to hug Wang Yan.

Wang Yan, already on guard, giggled and darted away. Dou Weimin, imitating a wolf's howl, chased after her to the second-floor

balcony , cornering her against the railing. He embraced her tightly and showered her with passionate kisses. Soon, Wang Yan's

breathing became heavy, and she wrapped her arms around Dou Weimin's neck, responding fervently. While kissing Wang Yan, Dou Weimin led her towards the

semi-open surfing pool, pulling one hand out to fill it with water. Amidst Wang Yan's soft

moans, Dou Weimin skillfully and expertly took advantage of her, quickly stripping her bare like a lamb to the slaughter. Having experienced the day's

blushing and heart-pounding ordeal, Wang Yan offered little resistance this time, only making token twists and turns

before obediently submitting to Dou Weimin's ministrations. Dou Weimin then disarmed himself, embracing the equally naked Wang Yan as they

moved slowly around the small pool. Wang Yan initially looked around in a flustered manner, begging Dou Weimin to move them

inside . Dou Weimin firmly embraced her slender waist, pressing her warm breasts into a flattened shape, then

gently biting her soft earlobe a few times. Wang Yan was immediately overcome with desire; had it not been for the strong arms encircling her waist, she

would have collapsed into a limp heap. Dou Weimin, seeing the pool was more than half full, tested the water temperature with his foot, then

swept , "Careful, beauty!" With a startled cry from Wang Yan, Dou Weimin, still holding her, crouched down and tumbled into the pool

, splashing water everywhere.

The woman's skin looked especially delicate in the water. After a brief, tender caress, Dou Weimin sat on the edge of the pool.

Wang Yan, her eyes glazed, leaned against his arm, her white body appearing and disappearing in the ripples. Dou Weimin

sat up straight abruptly, saying, "Sit still, wait a moment." He got up, still soaking wet and naked,

went downstairs, pulled out a digital camera from his bag, and returned, ready to strike while the iron was hot and give the usually dignified and virtuous female teacher a good thrashing.

Dou Weimin casually sat back down in his previous spot, opened the photo album, and browsed: "Look,

how amazing my wife's figure is! She's way better than any of those celebrities!"

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