Playing with a beautiful young woman in the basement

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Chapter 1: Onboard Danger
"Dear passengers, Flight 1205 from Kunming to Qianhua City is about to depart. Please turn off your electronic
devices and do not move around in the aisle."
Yang Ye, wearing a camouflage t-shirt and carrying a bag, walked into the first-class cabin, found his seat,
sat down , and closed his eyes.
Even with his eyes closed, he sighed softly after the plane took off. Having ended nearly ten years of
military service , he was now returning home, feeling a mix of reluctance and melancholy. But thinking of his father, whom he hadn't seen for ten years, his heart was
filled with a deep sense of anticipation.
After a while, Yang Ye smelled a fragrance—a woman's scent, very pleasant. Then he felt a
hand tightly grip his arm. He opened his eyes and saw a beautiful woman looking at
him with a hint of nervousness.
"Brother, please help me, can I sit next to you?" The woman had an oval face, and
her eyes, filled with tears, looked very anxious.
Shen Mengyao had never encountered such rudeness in first class. She had been resting with her eyes closed when
the black man next to her started groping her, waking her up.
She warned him a few times, but the man only became more aggressive. Terrified, Shen Mengyao
saw Yang Ye across the aisle, wearing a camouflage t-shirt, and immediately ran over.
Yang Ye looked to his right; a burly black man was staring at them menacingly.
The black man stood up and walked over, saying in broken Chinese, "Hey buddy, let's switch seats
!"
Yang Ye ignored him.
"If you don't know what's good for you, I'll throw you off the plane," the black man growled angrily
.
Yang Ye still ignored him, reaching out to pull Shen Mengyao into his arms, letting his actions speak for themselves.
"Fuck!" the black man cursed under his breath, bending down and throwing his fist—bigger than a clay pot and as black as dog poop—
at Yang Ye.
"Ah..." Shen Mengyao cried out in surprise, her fist about to strike Yang Ye's head.
Yang Ye, his right arm around Shen Mengyao, suddenly raised his left hand, his relatively small hand
catching the punch squarely.
Yang Ye frowned: "Get lost!"
A tremendous force traveled from his arm to his hand, impacting the black man's fist. The black man was
knocked back several steps and fell into his seat.
Just then, Yang Ye and Shen Mengyao switched seats. Before Shen Mengyao could even say thank you, his left
arm tightly embraced her again, a distinctive masculine scent filling her nostrils, instantly making her blush.
The black man struggled to get closer again, but Yang Ye suddenly spoke, saying in fluent English: "If you
think Chinese people are easy to bully, you're wrong. You might regret this for the rest of your life."
The black man smirked. He couldn't believe this seemingly weak man could beat him;
besides , he was a former soldier. That last move was just a mistake!
Another punch came hurtling towards him, but Yang Ye snorted coldly and caught the black man's fist with a flick of his right hand.
The black man moved swiftly, and because he was standing, he had a positional advantage. He stomped his long, thick thigh
down , seemingly possessing immense explosive power.
When the surrounding passengers saw this massive foot about to strike Yang Ye's stomach, some couldn't help but cover
their eyes . But then, a miracle happened.
The black man retracted his foot halfway through the kick, and then slowly, bit by bit, squatted down to the ground.
"Fuck, it hurts...it hurts so much!"
In that instant, Yang Ye exerted force with his five fingers, digging them into the black man's fist and forcefully bending his
little finger and ring finger backward.
With the five fingers connected to the heart, the two fingers were already bent to an extreme degree by Yang Ye, and the black man began to beg for mercy.
Yang Ye grabbed his hand, slowly stood up, kicked him to the ground, and shouted, "I'll say it again,
this is China, not a place where you can do whatever you want. Get out!"
The black man glanced at Yang Ye in fear and scrambled away from the first-class cabin.
"Good, well done!"
The passengers around were almost all Chinese, and seeing what Yang Ye had done, they were filled with excitement and applauded
.
"Miss, what's your name?" After things quieted down, Yang Ye looked at the beautiful woman beside him and asked. He then
paid closer attention to her.
She was wearing a white chiffon blouse, a black pencil skirt, and black strappy
high heels Her long legs were encased in black stockings, making her look extremely sexy. Her skin was as white as snow, seemingly delicate,
and her bright eyes were particularly captivating.
"My name is Shen Mengyao, thank you for your help. What's your name?"
"My name is Yang Ye, male, single!"
Chapter 2: Returning Home
Upon hearing this, Shen Mengyao blushed slightly and didn't know what to say.
"Do you have WeChat? I'll treat you to a meal when we get to Qianhua City," Shen Mengyao said, simply wanting
to thank him.
Yang Ye shook his head: "I haven't had time to buy a phone yet. You can tell me your number, I remember it."
Shen Mengyao was a little surprised; these days, not many people go out without a phone. She paused, then took out an
elegant business card and handed it to him: "If you have time, you can find me at the address on this."
"Shen Mengyao, what a lovely name," Yang Ye couldn't help but praise. The business card only had a name, a number, and
an address; there was no other information.
After arriving in Qianhua City, he said goodbye to Shen Mengyao, and the two parted ways. As Yang Ye walked to
the plaza outside the airport with his bag, looking at the distant skyscrapers, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.
He hailed a taxi and headed straight for Zhenxing Road; he always remembered his home address. After getting out of the taxi, he saw
a building over twenty stories high, with a shopping mall at the bottom. Yang Ye remembered that this used to be a few
machinery factories, and he heard the clanging and banging sounds every day on his way to and from school.
Bypassing the shopping mall, three rows of five-story residential buildings came into view. The mottled, yellowed walls
seemed tell a story of history.
He walked directly into the first building, and when he reached the door of apartment 301, he took a deep breath and knocked.
This used to be a company-provided apartment, later allocated to his father, but ten years had passed since then, and he couldn't remember
the furnishings inside. He began to imagine meeting his father, and his heart began to beat faster for the first time.
Just then, footsteps sounded from inside. The door creaked open, and Yang Ye opened his mouth to call out "Dad," but upon seeing
the dark-skinned , he hesitated. "Aunt, Uncle?"
The middle-aged man was also stunned, only snapping out of his daze after a moment. "You, you're Xiao Ye?"
"Yes, I'm Xiao Ye! I'm back!" Yang Ye exclaimed happily.
The middle-aged man immediately called inside, "Amei, come out quickly! Our Xiao Ye is back!"
Soon, a woman wearing an apron and an old-fashioned plaid shirt came out. Seeing
Yang Ye at the door, she paused for a moment, then forced a smile. "Oh, Yang Ye's back! Why
didn't you say anything before coming back?"
Yang Ye entered the house. The layout was unchanged: two bedrooms and two living rooms facing north. He glanced around:
"Auntie, where's my dad?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man and the woman exchanged a look. The woman's eyes darted around, and she smiled, "Your dad... your
dad went out on some business. Xiao Ye, sit down for a bit, dinner will be ready soon. Your cousin will be back later too.
You haven't seen each other for so many years, you must have a lot to talk about."
Yang Ye walked around the house, reminiscing about his childhood before joining the army. Soon,
a delicious aroma wafted from the dining room; the food was ready.
Uncle Zhou Changben opened a bottle of wine and urged Yang Ye to eat, while Aunt Yang Mei stood on the balcony, constantly looking down
and muttering, "This child, she said she'd bring her boyfriend to dinner, why isn't he here yet?"
"Oh well, if she's not coming back, she's not coming back. The food's getting cold, and Xiao Ye is probably starving.
Let's eat first!" Zhou Changben said, frowning.
Yang Mei was displeased upon hearing this, hands on her hips, she angrily said, "Zhou Changben, what do you mean? Your own daughter
brought her boyfriend home for dinner for the first time, and you're still not happy about it?"
"Hmph, you're always doing nothing, and you think you can bring home a good boyfriend or something..." she said,
opening and pouring a glass for Yang Ye and herself.
"What do you mean by doing nothing? She works at a bar. She's only been out of school for a year, and now she earns
thousands or even tens of thousands a month. And you, your father, have been a bricklayer your whole life, when have you ever earned more than ten thousand a month
?" Yang Mei rolled her eyes, dissatisfied.
Zhou Changben opened his mouth, angry and helpless, but remained silent.
Yang Ye frowned slightly, it seemed there was quite a bit of internal conflict within his aunt's family.
At this moment, footsteps sounded at the door, and with a creak, the door opened, and a young, fashionable couple walked in.
The woman had dyed blonde hair, wore a revealing denim outfit, and had earrings on her ears and nose,
looking every bit the rebellious girl. The man beside her also had blond hair, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, wore sunglasses,
and carried two gift boxes as they walked in.
Chapter 3: He's Sick
"Mom and Dad, I'm back. This is my boyfriend, Huang Chao." Zhou Liu tossed her high heels aside and
plopped down on a stool.
"Hello, Uncle and Aunt, this is a small gift for you." Zhou Chao glanced at Yang Ye, took off his sunglasses, and smiled.
Yang Mei's face lit up when she saw the words "Changbai Mountain Ginseng" written on the gift box. She took the gift and said with a smile,
"Xiao Chao, you're here, why did you bring such an expensive gift?"
Seeing Zhou Liu start playing on her phone as soon as she sat down, Zhou Changben coughed, "Xiao Liu, your cousin is back from
the army , say hello."
Zhou Liu looked up at Yang Ye, stiffly said "Hello, cousin," and then continued playing on her phone.
Suddenly ran to Yang Ye's side and asked curiously, "Cousin, how many years
have you served in the army?"
"More than nine years!"
"I heard that veterans who come back from the army have a lot of money, right? How much did the government give you? At least two or three
hundred thousand, right?" Zhou Liu asked with great interest. Yang Mei, who was standing next to him, also stared at Yang Ye with wide eyes.
"Oh, I donated it all to the welfare home before I came back. Now I'm all alone!" Yang Ye said indifferently.
Hearing this, Zhou Liu snorted, "You donated it all? Are you out of your mind? I was just about to borrow
some money from you to start a business. Forget it, anyway, everyone in the Yang family is a simple-minded pauper."
Yang Mei's expression also changed, and her gaze returned to Huang Chao.
They started eating, and Yang Ye felt uneasy. He kept glancing towards the door, wondering why his father hadn't
come back yet
. Zhou Changben seemed to be in a bad mood, and he kept clinking glasses with Yang Ye.
At this moment, Yang Ye noticed some reddish-yellow rashes on Huang Chao's arm. He frowned and
looked at him closely. After a while, Yang Ye suddenly looked up at Zhou Liu and asked, "How long have you been dating? Have you slept together
?"
The people at the table were stunned, not understanding why Yang Ye would ask such a question.
"Why are you asking this? We're adults, what can't we do?" Zhou Liu picked up a piece of beef and put it
in her mouth, saying nonchalantly.
Seeing that Zhou Changben and his wife were somewhat surprised, Huang Chao lit a cigarette and laughed, "Big cousin, what era are we living in?
Liu Liu and I have a deep relationship, and besides, we're adults..."
"He's sick!" Yang Ye suddenly interrupted Huang Chao, pointing at him and looking at Zhou Changben and his wife.
Huang Chao stroked his blond hair and deliberately showed off his wristwatch, "Big cousin, do you know
how much costs? Twenty thousand, a genuine Swiss watch. I know you don't have money right now, but you can't
just say whatever you want. What kind of illness could I have?" As he spoke, he placed a Volkswagen car key on the table.
Yang Ye glanced at Zhou Liu: "You have a serious STD, why are you hiding it from Zhou Liu? Are you trying to harm her?"
"Yang Ye, watch your mouth! Who's sick? You're the one who's sick! Your whole family has STDs!"
Zhou Liu slammed her hand on the table, pointing at Yang Ye and shouting angrily.
"Xiao Ye, how do you know he has a problem? This is no small matter!" Zhou Changben
frowned and said to Yang Ye. Although he knew this young man wasn't anything special, he didn't want him to actually have
that kind of disease, otherwise it would harm his daughter.
"I saw the red and yellow spots on his hands just now, and I checked his tongue and eyes while he was eating.
It's definitely true, Uncle. I was a military doctor when I was in the army, there's no mistake!" Yang Ye said softly.
"Bang!" Huang Chao slammed his hand on the table and stood up, pointing at Yang Ye and yelling, "I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense,
or don't blame me for turning my back on you."
"Zhou Liu, haven't you noticed anything unusual about him, like the problems with his skin, or the problems
with ?" Yang Ye stared at Zhou Liu.
Zhou Liu suddenly remembered that two months ago, Huang Chao always insisted on turning off the lights when they were
intimate, whereas before he always left the lights on… Moreover, a week ago, she experienced intense itching, redness, and an unpleasant odor in her genital area.
Seeing Zhou Liu's unusual expression, Zhou Changben jumped up, pointed at Huang Mao, and shouted, "Kid, tell me
the truth, are you sick or not? If you harmed my daughter, I'll never forgive you!"
"Hey, what are you yelling about? We'll find out if there's a problem by going to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow. Everyone sit down,
Xiao Chao, you sit down too." Yang Mei, seeing the situation was getting out of hand, immediately tried to smooth things over and glared fiercely
at .
"Xiao Ye, you're a doctor in the army, maybe you've misjudged her. Your cousin is bringing
her boyfriend , you should watch your words." Yang Mei said coldly to Yang Ye.
The group sat down, but Yang Ye had no appetite. He asked, "Aunt, why hasn't my dad come back yet?"
"Hmph, your dad's in a nursing home, how could he possibly come back here?" Huang Chao sneered, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
Yang Ye was taken aback, then immediately frowned: "How did you know my dad was in a nursing home?"
At this moment, Liu Mei immediately gave Zhou Liu a wink, but it was too late. Huang Chao said arrogantly, "Of course I know.
I even arranged for your dad to get into the nursing home. People get old, and their legs aren't as good as they used to be. It's a waste of resources for him to live here."
Yang Ye turned to look at Zhou Changben and his wife: "Didn't you say my dad went out on business?"
Chapter 4: Father and Son Meet
Yang Ye slowly stood up, his face grim, and said, "This is my home. How can it be a waste of
resources for my dad to live here? Aunt, Uncle, you two need to make this clear today."
From everything he had seen since returning today, Yang Ye had actually been feeling uneasy. His aunt was greedy, his cousin Zhou
Liu was vain, and his uncle was honest but not as capable as his wife and daughter. Adding this scoundrel Huang Chao,
his father's life was definitely not going to be easy. Moreover, he had just walked around the room and hadn't seen a single
thing that belonged to his father.
Liu Mei immediately went to Huang Chao's side, pressed his shoulder, and then smiled, "Xiao Ye, your father
suffered from severe arthritis a few years ago and couldn't contact you. He spent fifty or sixty thousand yuan at the hospital, which Lao Zhou and I
borrowed . Later, your father said he was too lonely living here alone, so Xiao Liu had her boyfriend use his connections to send him to a nursing home
."
"Which nursing home?" Yang Ye didn't want to hear her answer and looked directly at Huang Chao.
"Tian'an Nursing Home in the east of the city. It's not easy to find, so you'll have to be careful," Huang Chao said with a smile.
Yang Ye immediately got up, grabbed his bag, and left.
"Hmph, a lousy soldier with such a bad temper, I really don't know how he served these past few years," Liu Mei
glared fiercely at the door. "
Mom, do you think my cousin will take this house back when he comes back?" Zhou Liu asked worriedly.
Indeed, a few years ago, she and her mother, Liu Mei, had their eye on this house. Although it was a bit old, at least it would provide a place to live in this
expensive Qianhua City.
Later, Zhou Liu mentioned this idea to Huang Chao, who immediately became interested, and the two hit it off. Liu Mei
would visit her older brother from time to time, secretly sprinkling water in the room to increase the humidity. Since it was an old house with poor
moisture , Old Yang was hospitalized in less than a year.
Liu Mei, with her persuasive words and Zhou Liu's sweet talk, managed to convince Old Yang after a few visits,
and with Huang Chao's arrangement, he was admitted to a nursing home in a wheelchair.
Huang Chao sneered, "Do you have any evidence to bring it back? I checked. This house is a unit-owned
apartment from over ten years ago, rented to your uncle. There's no property certificate or registration certificate, just a long-term lease. After all this time
, who knows if that thing even exists anymore. Besides, what can a lowly soldier like him do? My cousin
is the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team, and I have dozens of brothers on my side. He can't possibly turn a blind eye to this."
Hearing this, Liu Mei smiled, and Zhou Liu gave Huang Chao a coquettish look, forgetting about her earlier
outburst , and rolled her eyes, saying, "You think you're so great?" Her tone was smug.
Zhou Changben slammed his hand on the table and snorted, "I'm going to the construction site tomorrow. I won't be back for a while." He felt increasingly uncomfortable living
in this house.
Meanwhile, Yang Ye walked to the roadside and hailed a taxi, telling the driver his destination was Tianan
Nursing Home . The driver was stunned, not knowing the name.
After flagging down several taxis, one driver finally agreed to go, but he wanted an extra fifty yuan because the place was
remote and there were no repeat customers. Yang Ye had no choice but to agree.
The car drove for about an hour, turning from a main road with streetlights onto a makeshift road, then onto a
dark gravel road, and finally stopping at the entrance of a stone pillar with an energy-saving light.
Yang Ye got out of the car. A rusty padlock hung on the large iron gate. He called out a few times, and a
security guard in his fifties came over. The guard shone his flashlight a few times and asked coldly through the iron gate, "Who are you looking for
so late? We don't accept family visits here. Go back!"
Yang Ye was furious. This godforsaken place was at least thirty miles from the city, pitch black.
Where could he go? Thinking this, he pulled out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, handed it over, and smiled, "Brother,
do me a favor . I just got back from the army and I'm anxious to see my father."
The security guard saw the red coin, looked Yang Ye over carefully, and then opened the gate, telling him he had to leave before
midnight .
Led by a cold-faced caregiver, Yang Ye stopped at a doorway. He pointed to
a small, moldy wooden door and asked, "My father is in here."
"What do you think this is? A five-star hotel? This is a government-run nursing home. It's free."
The caregiver rolled her eyes at Yang Ye and turned away.
Yang Ye glanced around. There was only a drainage ditch in front of him, emitting a foul stench. Ahead was an
orange grove, pitch black. Could the old man be comfortable living in such an environment?
He knocked on the door; it wasn't locked and opened automatically. A damp, musty smell wafted out. He called out,
"Dad…"
"Snap!" The light came on. In the dim light, in a cramped room of less than five square meters, an old man lay on
a small wooden bed, looking at the doorway with some confusion.
"Dad, it's me, Xiao Ye!" Seeing this, Yang Ye's eyes welled up with tears.
He walked over step by step.
Chapter 5: Healing and Fighting
Reaching the window, Yang Zhaohui finally saw the person clearly: "It's Xiao Ye, my Xiao Ye is back!"
As he spoke, a trembling hand reached towards Yang Ye's face, fearing it was just another dream.
"Dad, it's me, I'm back, really back." Yang Ye gripped his father's hand tightly, unable to utter another word
for .
Yang Zhaohui struggled to sit up, but his legs wouldn't move. Yang Ye helped him prop himself up against the bed. He
lifted the thin blanket and saw his father's legs, thin and bony, devoid of any flesh, and felt a pang of sadness.
"Dad, don't move, let me examine your legs." Yang Ye said, pulling a sheepskin bag from his waist. Opening it,
a row of gleaming silver needles was revealed.
"Alas, the doctor said there's no cure. He'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Xiao Ye, don't strain yourself."
Yang Zhaohui sighed, feeling utterly helpless.
Yang Ye didn't speak, but took out silver needles and slowly inserted them into the three acupoints: Xuehai, Chengshan, and Zusanli.
He held a single needle in his right hand, gently rotating it on the Xuehai acupoint. A surge of energy flowed from
the needle into Yang Zhaohui's acupoints, entering his body along with his menstrual blood.
Yang Zhaohui felt a slight warmth and tingling in his legs.
After more than ten minutes, Yang Ye removed the needles, wiped away his sweat, and smiled, "Dad, try moving your legs."
"Hmm," Yang Zhaohui tried moving his legs and was surprised to find the pain gone. Before, any movement
would cause excruciating pain in his joints, making walking impossible.
"It doesn't hurt anymore! It really doesn't hurt anymore, son! Are you studying medicine in the army?" Yang Zhaohui asked, his face beaming with joy
.
"Yes, I'm a military doctor," Yang Ye nodded.
"Good, good, good! That's much more promising than being a teacher like me," Yang Zhaohui said happily. In his mind,
being a doctor was a highly sought-after profession.
The father and son talked for most of the night. Yang Ye had intended to sleep there for the night, but the space was too small
and damp. Yang Zhaohui insisted that he go out and find a hotel.
"Dad, don't worry, I'll come to pick you up in a few days. I won't let you suffer anymore," Yang Ye said,
picking up his bag and leaving.
After leaving the nursing home, he had no car and could only walk in the dark by feel. After about half an
hour, he reached a makeshift road. Although the streetlights were dim, at least he didn't have to walk in the dark anymore.
After walking three or four hundred meters, he suddenly saw a black SUV parked ahead. After getting closer, he noticed
the car was shaking slightly.
"Car sex?" Yang Ye was a little surprised, but quickly dismissed it, finding it unsurprising.
After taking a few steps, Yang Ye frowned and stopped. He vaguely heard a faint shout coming from inside the car.
He held his breath, his ears twitching. It was a girl shouting, "Help!"
Yang Ye quickened his pace to the car and looked inside through the glass. Two young men were pinning a
girl down in the back seat, about to do something indecent.
"Hehe, little sister, just give in to us brothers, and we'll make sure you have a good time. Ah, you dare
bite me, fuck your grandpa..."
Tong Feier was in despair. She never expected to encounter something she'd only seen on the news on her way home from work
. Moreover, these two guys were clearly drunk, and they'd lost their phones in the chaos.
Feeling her clothes being torn off more and more, Tong Feier screamed inconsolably.
"Scream, scream as loud as you want, even if you scream until you're hoarse, no one will come. This is the middle of nowhere, haha..." One of
the men chuckled, the louder the pretty girl screamed, the more excited he became.
"Hey, there's someone outside." Yang Ye suddenly opened the car door, startling the two guys inside.
Standing by the car door in the middle of the night, they thought it was a ghost.
After recognizing Yang Ye, the two drunkards immediately roared, "Where did this little bastard come from?
Get the hell out of here! You ruined my good time or I'll kill you!" Yang Ye, too lazy to waste words, grabbed one of them with each hand,
dragged them out of the car, and threw them to the ground. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [唯漫小说]
and reply the number 366 to continue reading the exciting story!) "China is so beautiful, it's all because of scum like you who ruin the scenery."
Yang Ye lit a cigarette, feeling particularly angry; his mood was already bad today. "Damn it, I'll kill you!"
One of the men staggered to his feet, pulled out a dagger from behind his back, and lunged at Yang Ye.
Yang Ye sneered, his right hand precisely gripping the man's wrist, flipping him to the right, causing the man to fall to the ground in pain
, dropping the dagger.
Yang Ye picked up the dagger, and with a swift, precise movement, the blade seemed to come alive in his hand.
He stepped on one man's face, pointed the dagger at the other, and said, "
Leave , and I'll spare your lives. This is the middle of nowhere; even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come."
The two men instantly sobered up. They had been gloating about their chosen location, but now they were filled with regret
. They had intended to rob and rape, but now they were the ones being robbed.

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