The office's dead end, a fit of rage

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Upon seeing Long Shaojun's gaze, Yu Wanbao felt a sense of relief. Ah, judging from his voice, he had assumed Long Shaojun was a chivalrous hero with a strong sense of justice. They were indeed of the same ilk. His face quickly broke into a smile, and he cautiously asked, "May I ask who you are...?"

Zhang Xin's gaze remained unchanged, while Yang Xiumei's eyes flashed with a fierce light as she glared at Long Shaojun, this charlatan.
Song Dongyan chuckled and interjected, "You mean some people have diplomas but no skills, which is the same as having no diploma at all, while you may not have a diploma, but you have skills."
Long Shaojun gave her a look befitting a confidant, nodded slightly, and then looked at Zhang Xin.
Zhang Xin paused before saying, "Yes, Mr. Long's words are insightful and thought-provoking, which we greatly admire. If we need you, we will definitely give you priority consideration. However, we are only recruiting female models this time. You didn't see the job posting, so you don't know. I think, with Mr. Long's talent, you will shine wherever you go."
Long Shaojun suddenly felt that he had run out of ideas. He had put on such a performance for so long, but it hadn't been very useful. Judging from the other party's attitude, they clearly didn't want to hire him. However, thinking about it, 200,000 a year was really high. His parents couldn't earn that much even after working hard for twenty years. If I don't reach this number, even if I get this job, I can finally give my parents a good life. For my parents, for myself, and for my future wife and children, I must not back down. I must carry forward the spirit of not being afraid of hardship or death, overcoming all difficulties, and striving for success. I must come up with despicable means and shameless tricks to defeat all my competitors and take down the beautiful women in front of me. At that time, money will surely fly into my hands, and the beautiful women will be irresistible. Just thinking about that wonderful dream makes me want to fight and struggle. I would even kneel down and call them my mother if I had to.
"As the saying goes, yin and yang are a perfect match; a man and a woman working together is unlucky. As the saying goes, 'Yang alone cannot produce, Yin alone cannot grow.' I think, with the intelligence of these three beautiful ladies, you must understand this principle. I believe your company also needs male models. As a company, to make money, you must first become famous. To become famous, you must be innovative and unconventional. Imagine, on that high stage, under the colorful lights, accompanied by sweet music, and before the eyes of thousands of spectators, a man and a woman appear, dressed in our company's clothing. The man is handsome, dashing, tall, and strong; the woman is beautiful, charming, and graceful. They walk hand in hand..." With happy smiles on their faces and joyful gleam in their eyes, the man walked with a powerful stride, while the woman moved with a light, graceful gait. The scene was so captivating, so enchanting. "I think our company's clothing will become famous far and wide, in high demand and short supply," Long Shaojun said eloquently. "And our company's business will flourish, with a bright future. Then, the three beautiful ladies will understand how wise and sagacious it was to hire me." Long Shaojun
's grand and selfless speech finally ended, and the entire room fell silent. The three women, Zhang Xin, and the others, each had a different expression.
Long Shaojun had initially wanted to speak to the girls, but then quickly dismissed the thought, a look of... A sly smile crept across his face. He thought poisoning the girl would be more suitable, allowing him to stage a heroic rescue—the benefits of which were indescribable.
Zhang Xin's beautiful eyes scrutinized Long Shaojun, a thoughtful look in them, her thoughts unreadable. However, her lips twitched slightly, perhaps wanting to laugh, but her long-held facade made her exceptionally patient; though she wanted to laugh, her face remained expressionless.
Song Dongyan's lips began to curve upwards, seemingly about to burst into laughter, but she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, leaning forward and hiding behind the computer. Judging from her slightly trembling body, it was clear she was suppressing a laugh.
Zhang Xin's lips twitched again; she took a deep breath, letting herself... Calming herself down, she slowly said, "In short, your description is too beautiful. I think you should go into dance design or enter a public speaking competition; you'd definitely become world-famous. Hmm, being a male model would also be extremely suitable. With your qualifications, you'd definitely win a big prize. You're truly a rare talent."
Long Shaojun's face had already blossomed into a smile, and he humbly said, "Thank you for your praise, Sister Zhang. I'm just a novice, how could I be as good as you say? I'll get arrogant."
Zhang Xin ignored him and continued, "Unfortunately, our Jin Feng Company only produces women's clothing, mainly lingerie. The female models we've hired this time are for launching the latest generation of lingerie, so men are not suitable."
"Ah!" Long Shaojun felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, almost collapsing to the ground. He quickly grabbed the chair for support.
"Let me add something," Song Dongyan said teasingly, peeking out from behind the computer screen. "Our company's newest product is mini sexy lingerie. I think it would be quite unique if you and a female model, both wearing mini sexy lingerie, walked hand in hand on a stage surrounded by flowers and music. However, that's just being unusual, not winning. What do you think?" She then hid behind the computer, her body trembling.
"Bang!" Long Shaojun lost his focus and fell to the ground, chair and all. He quickly got up, muttering, "I... I think I might have come to the wrong place. Sorry to bother you, goodbye." With that, he walked towards the door.
"Pfft!" Zhang Xin and the other two girls couldn't help but giggle. Zhang Xin covered her mouth with her hand, her beautiful eyes fixed on Long Shaojun, as if trying to figure out who he really was.
Song Dongyan giggled, her head hidden behind the computer, only one hand visible on her lower abdomen, her delicate body trembling.
Long Shaojun slunk to the door, pulling on the handle, but then suddenly remembered his annual income of 200,000 yuan, which he was reluctant to part with. His mind raced, and he froze.
Taking a deep breath, Long Shaojun calmed himself, his chest puffed out again, and a charming smile appeared on his face, no longer showing any sign of dejection. He turned back to the center of the room.
The three girls who had been giggling quickly stopped laughing, their beautiful eyes fixed on Long Shaojun, filled with confusion.
"Oh, do you need a makeup artist?" Long Shaojun quickly turned away.
Yang Xiumei couldn't help but laugh too, one hand on the table, the other covering her mouth, her head resting on the table, making snickering sounds.
"Sorry, we already have a top-notch makeup artist.

" "Um, do you need anyone for the office? For example, a typist, an appliance/computer repairman, oh, and a writer, I think you need one, I write very well."
"Sorry, Dongyan is a part-time writer, she's already published articles in many newspapers and magazines, her writing is excellent."
"Do you need a translator? I speak English and German."
"Dongyan speaks English, German, and Russian."
"Do you need any physical labor like carrying boxes?"
"We already have professional movers."
"You must need a cleaner, right? I've done housework for years, serving tea and water, wiping windows, mopping floors, I'm good at everything."
"Well, my requirements are very low, a lower salary is fine."
"We already have professional cleaners."
"Three thousand a month?"
"Two thousand a month?"
"This...this is outrageous! Such blatant exploitation of the working class! One price, a thousand! If you don't agree, I'm leaving!" Long Shaojun roared at the top of his lungs.
Zhang Xin and the others were immediately enraged. Yang Xiumei glared at them and shouted, "Long Shaojun, get out of here! Otherwise, we'll call the police!"
Long Shaojun was also furious. To find a better job, he had suppressed his true feelings as much as possible, humbling himself, flattering, shamelessly compromising, and offering countless words of praise and graceful gestures—enough to move anyone to tears and sadden anyone to tears. Even a heart of stone would melt. But these three ladies were harder than titanium alloy, showing no compassion whatsoever. He had been reduced from a white-collar worker to a blue-collar worker, then to a laborer, and finally to a menial worker and cleaner, his wages plummeting far below his worth. And yet, they still treated him with malice. Seeing this, he knew he had no job, and therefore, he couldn't become their subordinate. As the saying goes, one is equal when one doesn't need to beg. He had no reason to fear them; in other words, they were now equals. If they treated him with such malice, it would be foolish for him to remain humble!
With a straightened expression and a raised brow, Long Shaojun glanced at Yang Xiumei and sneered, "Manager Yang, even if business doesn't work out, we can still be friendly. As the saying goes, 'Leave a way out today, so we can meet again in the future.' I admit I've taken up your precious time, but I've wasted my precious time too. We're even. You're not bad looking, so why is your personality so frivolous? With your personality, I bet you won't be able to make any male friends. Maybe you're a bit psychologically unstable."
Long Shaojun stood there dumbfounded, inwardly cursing his bad luck. He wondered what he had done wrong to make the three beauties laugh. As for Yang Xiumei, given her type, making her laugh should have been incredibly difficult. Now, she was laughing, so she must have seen the funniest thing in the world. He couldn't help but ask, "Three beautiful ladies, did I say something wrong?"
"You, you despicable, shameless, cursed by all, insidious villain, I, I'll tear your stinking mouth apart!" Yang Xiumei possessed martial arts skills and had a naturally bad temper, always ready to resort to violence.
"Manager Yang, don't rush in, don't panic. Look at you, baring your teeth and glaring fiercely, it shows you've run out of tricks, and in your desperation, you're resorting to a vicious act to cover up your insecurity, trying to salvage your defeat by resorting to violence. Come on, let the spring breeze blow, let the war drums beat, who's afraid of who in this world! You have no male companion to discipline you, so I'll act as one and show you the power of a man!"
A whooshing sound rang out, and in an instant, Long Shaojun saw a high-heeled shoe appear in front of him, kicking towards his chest.
Taking a slight step back, Long Shaojun raised his hand and drew a semi-circle in front of him, striking the ankle on the high-heeled shoe squarely. The high-heeled shoe swept to the side, and then another high-heeled shoe appeared in front of his face.
Long Shaojun remained calm, continuing to draw circles with both hands before cutting into the joint of one leg.
Yang Xiumei flipped over and landed steadily on the ground, her eyes showing surprise and a blush spreading across her face. She whispered, "Tai Chi Push Hands!" Taking a deep breath, she slightly shifted her body, and her slender leg kicked several times in the air, propelling her back into the air. Her legs kicked out alternately, aiming straight for Long Shaojun's head and chest. Faced
with Yang Xiumei's relentless and powerful attacks, Long Shaojun was momentarily powerless to retaliate. He could only desperately defend himself using his self-taught Tai Chi Push Hands. To be honest, he had only absorbed two-tenths of Chang Yixin's internal energy, reaching the second level of an ability user, equivalent to about the fourth level of an ordinary scholar. In addition, he dared not use the techniques from the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art, so he could not unleash his internal energy at all. Yang Xiumei's cultivation level was around level three of the general martial arts realm. Although slightly lower than his, her attack using the Mandarin Duck Leg technique was still incredibly fierce. He had no choice but to temporarily avoid her attacks and wait for her to finish before retaliating.
When Yang Xiumei launched her eighth kick, her body landed back on the ground, her toes barely touching the ground, preparing to take off again.
Long Shaojun had been waiting for this opportunity. Just as Yang Xiumei's body landed, he shifted his body to the side, like a fish swimming upstream, instantly dodging Yang Xiumei's double strike and colliding with her, punching her in the abdomen.
Yang Xiumei was about to take off when she saw Long Shaojun closing in on her. She felt a powerful force pressing down on her abdomen, knowing that Long Shaojun's punch was aimed at her abdomen. She quickly contracted her abdomen and slashed at Long Shaojun's fist with one hand.
The girl snorted coldly and flicked out a finger, producing a muffled thunderous sound in the air.
However, it was too late. Long Shaojun's fist had already struck her lower abdomen. Although she tightened her abdominal muscles, dissipating more than half of the force, she still felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, as if her intestines were being stabbed. Her strength vanished
, and she hastily retreated. Long Shaojun followed closely. Yang Xiumei's martial arts were the "Mandarin Duck Legs," specializing in long-range attacks. He had painstakingly found an opportunity to close the distance and neutralize her leg attacks, not allowing her to create any distance between them.
Long Shaojun lunged forward, slapping away Yang Xiumei's attacking hand with a palm strike. He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her forcefully, causing Yang
Xiumei to involuntarily lunge towards him. Long Shaojun reached out with his other hand, grabbing her neck and thrusting forward, pulling her against the wall, pinning her tightly against it.
Yang Xiumei, of course, wouldn't surrender so easily. She grabbed Long Shaojun's hand, which was gripping her neck, with one hand, and struck him heavily in the ribs with the other.
Long Shaojun's body trembled; the blow had nearly dislocated his internal organs. Fortunately, the internal energy Chang Yixin had passed down to him activated at that moment, a surge of energy from the ambush site rapidly restoring his internal organs.
Seeing Long Shaojun's hand still on her neck, Yang Xiumei lunged at him with a knee strike. Luckily, Long Shaojun was prepared; otherwise, that knee strike would have been enough to turn him into a eunuch.
Having taken two blows, Long Shaojun was immediately enraged. Without hesitation, he lashed out with an elbow strike, hitting Yang Xiumei squarely in the abdomen.
Yang Xiumei screamed, feeling as if her stomach was boiling with thunder. Before she could recover, Long Shaojun raised his knee and struck her abdomen again.

"Ah!" Yang Xiumei screamed hysterically, all her strength gone. Her body went limp, and if Long Shaojun hadn't grabbed her neck, she would have collapsed to the ground.
Long Shaojun gripped Yang Xiumei's neck, shifting his body half a circle, pushing her down into a chair. He brought his head close to hers, their faces only half a foot apart, and coldly said, "From now on, you must remember, if you're my woman, you must learn to be gentle. Never be rough!" As he spoke, he kissed her pretty cheek, making a smacking sound, and exclaimed, "So fragrant!"
"You, I'll kill you!" Yang Xiumei screamed with all her might, then her body went limp, slumping in the chair, her head lolling to the side, she had fainted from anger.
Outside, more than a dozen handsome men and over thirty beautiful women stared at Long Shaojun the moment they saw him.
Long Shaojun waved casually at the women, saying, "Ladies, Lang Lingqing has some minor business to attend to, please don't go in for now."
The ladies nodded quickly.
Long Shaojun said again, "Good luck, handsome men, goodbye."
The handsome men replied in unison, "Goodbye, dashing men!"
Long Shaojun waved casually and strode confidently towards the stairwell. His back was so straight, his body so imposing, his steps so steady, and his aura so magnificent that it made the women's hearts flutter with admiration.
Having already avoided the women's gazes, Long Shaojun rushed towards the stairwell, abandoning all semblance of composure. His immediate priority was to escape, because he knew that once Zhang Xin and the other women recovered, they would notify the security guards downstairs.
He dared not take the elevator now; the security guards' first thought would be to block it.
Long Shaojun quickly reached the second floor and, listening intently, heard hurried sounds coming from the first floor, approaching him.
Long Shaojun quickly realized that Zhang Xin had already notified the security guards below. Now, he was extremely anxious. If he were blocked here, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he was in the right. Of course, he wouldn't be rude to the security guards; that would change the situation. If he alerted the police, he would be in deep trouble. At least for now, he had to be careful and keep a low profile.
Before he reached the Great Perfection stage, Long Shaojun dared not use the Yin-Yang Sect's martial arts. Therefore, he had always been looking for other supernatural martial arts to use in combat. For example, the Tai Chi Push Hands he used against Yang Xiumei was from a book he bought at a street stall and practiced according to the instructions. However, his internal energy was mainly based on the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Skill. It could be said that if Yang Xiumei was a master of supernatural abilities, she would definitely be able to tell that he was using the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Skill. Therefore, he had taken a great risk in his fight with Yang Xiumei today. This situation could not happen again. In other words, he could not use his internal energy to fight against a master of supernatural abilities, otherwise, he would quickly expose his identity.
Unexpectedly, a job interview turned into a brawl, culminating in a runaway. No one could have predicted this outcome; it was truly unfavorable. Long Shaojun sighed inwardly.
Despite his dismay, Long Shaojun's thoughts continued to shift. Now, the security guards should be divided into two groups: one going up the main elevator, and the other coming up the main stairwell. As for the lobby, even if there were guards there, their vigilance wasn't very high; they might have already been fully mobilized. With the elevator and stairwell blocked, unless one jumped out of the large window, escape was impossible, let alone reaching the lobby.
Therefore, Long Shaojun now only had one option: to avoid exceeding the security guards' guarding capacity and prevent them from becoming alert.
Listening closely, he learned that there were three people coming up. Long Shaojun waited until they reached the corner, then suddenly lunged out, throwing two punches that struck two men squarely in the chin. The two men, never expecting Long Shaojun to dare take them down three-on-one, quickly lost consciousness. Before they could react, Long Shaojun caught them and laid them on the
ground. He then grabbed the fist of the last security guard who had thrown the punch, twisting it slightly. The guard involuntarily turned around, then felt a sharp pain in his head and also lost consciousness. Long Shaojun reached the first floor of the stairwell and peeked into the lobby.
Near the entrance, two security guards stood watching him. Startled, Long Shaojun quickly withdrew his head, recalling what he had seen in the lobby earlier.
"Hmm, that's the entrance. Now, with two security guards standing there watching, I obviously can't go over. However, next to the stairs is the elevator shaft, which used to be a passageway leading to the back. If I want to escape, I have to go that way," Long Shaojun thought.
After thinking for a moment, Long Shaojun returned to the area where the three unconscious security guards were. He took off the uniform of a guard of similar build and put it on himself. Now, from the side and back, he was sure he could fool the two guards.
Sure enough, the two guards hadn't expected Long Shaojun to have knocked out three men. They didn't recognize him from the side and let him slip into the corridor next to the elevator, walking briskly towards Lang Lingqing.
Long Shaojun's guess was correct; there was indeed a small door behind him. Overjoyed, Long Shaojun took off his security uniform, placed it by the door, and then made his escape.
Long Shaojun arrived at the riverbank and sat on the embankment, watching the boats passing by on the river. He was filled with dejection. For three days, he hadn't been able to find suitable work. He had always considered himself an elite of humanity, a pillar of the nation, yet he had stumbled on this trivial job. For three days, he had been wearing a fake smile, bowing and scraping to the bosses, showering them with flattery and praise. But because he lacked a diploma and any special skills, he was constantly met with rejection. Now, he didn't know how to continue.
His thoughts wandered. Long Shaojun thought of his martial arts skills. Why wasn't he like the protagonists in those novels, who were invincible from the start, who could become rich overnight with a fight, a robbery, and a thief, acquiring money and beautiful women, attracting global attention and the admiration of thousands wherever they went? That scene was too beautiful. Unfortunately, possessing supernatural abilities makes me an enemy of the supernatural world. If I were to expose myself, I would quickly be labeled a lecher and attacked by righteous people. To be honest, I haven't done anything wrong, nor have I been promiscuous. But would those stern and unsmiling people believe me? Even if they did, they wouldn't let me go. As the saying goes, pick the softest eggplant. My cultivation is low, making me a perfect stepping stone for some people to establish themselves. They can decide what kind of body they want to put on me. They won't spare anyone, from seventy- or eighty-year-old women to four- or five-year-old girls. They might even give me a body that is bisexual. I can only silently accept it, because the dead cannot defend themselves.
Now, lacking a diploma, he couldn't find work for the time being. His immediate priority was to improve his martial arts skills. According to his master, only those reaching level eight or higher could reveal their sect's true abilities. But reaching level eight was incredibly difficult; it wasn't easily attained. Chang Yixin, for example, only reached level three before seeking female guidance and spent over forty years to reach the highest level. How arduous it must be to reach a higher level of supernatural power!

Thinking of this, Long Shaojun sighed. He had martial arts skills he couldn't use, couldn't find work, his money was dwindling, and his parents were still struggling financially. Anyone in this situation would feel incredibly anxious.
Long Shaojun sat on the riverbank until evening, finally returning to school in despair.
Yang Xiumei chuckled, quickly realizing her mistake, and quickly covered her mouth with her small hand, turning away, her shoulders trembling slightly—she was clearly trying desperately to suppress her laughter.
Unable to find work, Long Shaojun reluctantly took a job at a construction site. With his strength, carrying bags of cement weighing over 100 kilograms was no problem. He had originally wanted mental labor, but ending up with manual labor left him frustrated.
The pay was decent, though; he earned 50 yuan a day, with bonuses for exceeding project timelines. Previously
, a porter could earn two or three thousand yuan a month. Now, with school on military training and not returning for a month, Long Shaojun decided to work there temporarily for a month. To earn some money to support himself this semester
, Long Shaojun volunteered to guard the construction site, even working the night shift. This way, he could earn an extra five or six hundred yuan per shift.
Long Shaojun was stunned. He hadn't expected Yang Xiumei to be so fierce. He was so angry he almost fainted. He released his grip on her neck, straightened up, and turned to Zhang Xin and Song Dongyan, who were still stunned, saying, "My two beautiful sisters, please advise Supervisor Yang more often. If she doesn't change her impetuous nature, I'll write her a letter of dismissal. Goodbye." Before Zhang Xin and Song Dongyan could react, he quickly disappeared... He slipped out of the room, opening the door behind him and closing it behind him.
The place where Long Shaojun worked was in the suburbs, not far from the sea. It was a villa complex, and at night, apart from a few night watchmen, there was nobody around. So, Long Shaojun used to practice his martial arts by the sea every night.
The Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Skill was actually divided into Yin and Yang techniques. The Yin technique was cyan in color, and the Yang technique was purple. From the perspective of high energy, the Yin technique was light energy, which could be absorbed through sunlight, but the absorption was extremely slow. After all, sunlight wasn't pure light energy; it was more like... It's just a variation of the brighter form.
Yin energy, on the other hand, is a dark, gloomy energy. It might be absorbed by moonlight, but moonlight is a reflection of sunlight, transformed into dark energy through a process, so it's not pure dark energy; it's only partially absorbed.
Therefore, Long Shaojun tried to absorb solar energy during the day and moonlight energy at night. After half a month, he also absorbed some of the energy transmitted by Bu Yixin, greatly increasing his martial arts skills and reaching level three of the superpowered individual. It can be said that only now can he be considered a true superpowered individual, capable of dodging conventional short gun fire face-to-face.
As his internal strength increased, Long Shaojun's abilities also improved. Now he can leap to a height of five meters, and when he runs, his top speed can reach more than 100 kilometers per hour. His strength has also increased a lot. He can lift more than 200 kilograms of equipment with one hand. When he releases his internal strength, he can break and destroy bricks within three meters. He can also form an energy hand within three meters to grab small pieces of equipment.
However, Long Shaojun's fate was exceptionally fortunate. Chang Yixin transferred all his internal energy to him, granting him a level six internal skill. Once successfully received, he would reach the level of a Grand Master, yet he would still be a child. This had never happened before in the history of the Yin-Yang Sect. Although the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Skill could be passed down, elders would not casually pass on their power to the next generation unless they knew they would die and there were other conditions for the transfer. Such cases were rare. Of course, there were also various factors, such as the cultivation level of the person transferring the skill and the physique of the recipient. In short, there had been instances of skill transfer in the history of the Yin-Yang Sect, but none had met the conditions of Long Shaojun. To reach the level of a Grand Master while still a child meant his future was incredibly bright. Given time, barring unforeseen circumstances, he would surely reach level eight or even level nine.
Furthermore, Long Shaojun improved upon Tai Chi Push Hands, integrating the internal energy of the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Skill into it. Although he only fused two-thirds of the energy, it brought the power of Tai Chi Push Hands to the level of a level two superhuman. From now on, he could boldly fight others as a level two superhuman, and as long as he didn't encounter a level seven or higher superhuman, he wouldn't have to worry about being recognized. This greatly relieved him; otherwise, having martial arts skills but not daring to use them was truly incredibly oppressive.
That evening, after basking in the moonlight, Long Shaojun was preparing to return to his residence when suddenly he saw a dark shadow flash in front of him. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly hid behind a large pile of rocks not far away, peeking out.
Half a minute later, the dark shadow flew close.
Long Shaojun witnessed the speed at which the dark shadow approached, quickly withdrawing his senses, narrowing his eyes, and looking through a large crack in the rocks.
The dark figure turned out to be a young man in his twenties, dressed in black, fairly handsome, with a furious expression, constantly looking around, suggesting he was a fugitive.
Wei Jiangyan, as usual, had no experience in the martial world. Originally, if she hadn't revealed her identity, she might have had a chance to survive after being raped. Now, Yu Wanbao had no choice but to rape and then kill her, otherwise, he would face the pursuit of the Wei family. To survive, he had to kill her to silence her, so if Long Shaojun hadn't happened to be there, Wei Jiangyan would be dead for sure.
This man was definitely a petty thief, Long Shaojun concluded.
Sure enough, just as the young man reached the pile of stones, a sharp shout rang out: "You lecherous thief, where do you think you're going!" Following the voice, a young woman descended from the sky, standing in front of the young man, her long sword pointed at him.
"A chivalrous woman catches a lecherous thief!" Long Shaojun almost laughed out loud, never expecting such a thing to exist in this society. His interest was immediately piqued, and he looked ahead.
The two people in the alley appeared to be superhumans. Based on Long Shaojun's observation, the young man's cultivation was around level three. Under the girl's mental lock, his expression was deathly pale, but his eyes were subtly shifting and changing, suggesting he was a cunning and treacherous man, secretly plotting something wicked.
The girl, seemingly a woman with no experience in the martial world, was momentarily at a loss, unsure of what to do in the face of the man's ruthless methods.

Unbecomingly, after a brief pause, the girl shouted in a sweet voice, "You're still accusing me? I heard my mistress screaming for help in her room, and I saw you running out of her room with my own eyes. What else could you be but a lecherous thief?"
The young man quickly replied, "I did come out of that room. I was being chased and had no choice but to hide there. Who knew your mistress was living there? As soon as she saw me, she started screaming, and then you appeared. I thought it was the people chasing me, so I had to escape. It was all a misunderstanding. If you don't believe me, then kill me." As he spoke, he closed his eyes, appearing completely unrestrained.
The girl hesitated, while Long Shaojun sighed inwardly. Now, almost a minute had passed; the drug should have taken effect by now.
"Ah, ah, so beautiful! The beauties on the Hundred Flowers List are all so beautiful. I wonder how beautiful the beauties on the Peerless Beauty List are! If I could kill one of those peerless beauties, I would gladly die!" Yu Wanbao exclaimed, throwing his sword aside and shouting, "I can't take it anymore, I want to..." Just then, a voice came from afar: "Who is this rat, using sleeping potions? Hmm, 'Hundred-Step Fragrance,' it's Yu Wanbao!" The voice was still far away when it sounded, but when it stopped, it was behind the pile of rocks.
"No, I remember now, you are Yu Wanbao, the ninth-ranked lecherous thief on the list of supernatural scoundrels!" the girl exclaimed in surprise, suddenly remembering the martial arts stories the old man had told her, and thrust her sword out.
Yu Wanbao chuckled and said, "Miss, you're truly clever, but it's too late. You've already been drugged by my 'Hundred-Step Fragrance' potion. You're doomed." As he spoke, he stood up, extending two fingers to catch the sword. How could the girl possibly thrust her sword down?
The girl swiftly withdrew her sword and launched a fierce attack on Yu Wanbao. However, she had already been drugged by the "Hundred-Step Fragrance" potion Yu Wanbao had mentioned, and her strength was greatly reduced. For a moment, Yu Wanbao was helpless against her.
When the girl thrust her sword again, Yu Wanbao once again caught the sword and twisted it deftly, and the sword in the girl's hand was now in his.
Yu Wanbao groaned, staggering backward, his face turning deathly pale. He clutched his chest, a trace of blood appearing between his fingers. A look of surprise crossed his face. He coughed twice before saying, "I never expected you to possess such divine skill. I was caught off guard and injured by you. It's a pity you couldn't kill me. Now, it's time to see my performance."
The girl had used all her strength to unleash a finger strike, but because she had been hit by the "Hundred-Step Fragrance Spray," only two or three tenths of her power remained. She had only injured Yu Wanbao, not killed him. Now, having used up her last bit of inner strength, she was completely powerless. A look of horror flashed in her eyes. She knew Yu Wanbao's secret; a woman in his hands would definitely not escape the fate of losing her innocence. In her anxiety and anger, she swayed precariously.
A smug look appeared on Yu Wanbao's face. He flicked his finger on the sword, producing a crisp ringing sound.
"Ah, what a fine sword! Only large sects and aristocratic families possess swords like this, right?" Yu Wan asked. The girl, now completely drained of her internal energy after being drugged, swayed precariously, shouting, "I am Wei Jiangyan of the Wei family! If you dare to cross me, the Wei family will not let you off!"
"Heroine, heroine, I'm innocent!" The young man suddenly knelt on the ground, crying out to the girl in a heart-wrenching voice, as if he were truly innocent.
Long Shaojun, listening nearby, shook his head repeatedly. Although he possessed supernatural abilities, he knew nothing about the supernatural world. Chang Yixin had just passed on his internal energy to him before his death, leaving behind the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Skill manual, which only described some aspects of supernatural abilities, not the various sects and aristocratic families of the supernatural world. Therefore, he didn't know what sects existed in the supernatural world. Now, the situation was clear: the Wei family must be an aristocratic family in the supernatural world, and a very famous one at that.
Unbeknownst to him, Yu Wanbao stepped forward and grabbed Wei Jiangyan, chuckling, "Ah, you're the eldest daughter of the Wei family. You truly deserve to be a beauty on the list of the most beautiful women in the supernatural world. And your family is one of the top 100 richest families in Z country and one of the top 20 in S city. You're not only incredibly beautiful, but also of noble status. Every man in the supernatural world wants to sleep with you. Sigh, originally I just wanted to sleep with you and then let you go, but now I've changed my mind. I'm going to rape you first and then kill you!"
Wei Jiangyan gritted her teeth, slapping Yu Wanbao's body with both hands, and cried out in horror, "You, you let go of me, I'm going to kill you!"
Yu Wanbao struck Wei Jiangyan's throat with his finger, and she immediately fell silent. Then he struck her chest with his finger, and Wei Jiangyan was immediately unable to move, only able to stare at him hatefully.
Yu Wanbao knocked Wei Yuyan to the ground and chuckled, "Ah, the beauties on the Hundred Flowers Ranking of the Supernatural World, I've finally taken one down! For so long, I've wanted to take down a flower, but I didn't have the strength. Tonight, I can finally have my wish fulfilled. My master was killed by those stern and unsmiling Taoist priests. Now, I'll get some profit for him first. In the future, I will not only take down the beauties on the Hundred Flowers Ranking, but also the beauties on the Peerless Colors Ranking. At that time, I will defeat the previous eight and rise to the top of the list of lecherous thieves. From then on, I will show my face in the supernatural world! Hahaha!" As he spoke, he circled around Wei Yuyan's body, looking her over and chuckling smugly. Suddenly, he flicked his sword, and Wei Yuyan's top was torn open, instantly exposing her pair of jade breasts.
"Ah, so beautiful! No wonder he's on the list of beauties. I wonder what's next?" With that, he used his sword to rip open Wei Yuyan's trousers.
Although Wei Yuyan couldn't move or shout, she was conscious, her eyes tightly closed, and two lines of tears streamed down her cheeks.
Yu Wanbao, worthy of being ranked ninth on the list of lecherous thieves, was exceptionally experienced. While using his sword to peel off Wei Yuyan's clothes, he uttered a string of vulgarities, so numerous and obscene that even Long Shaojun, standing to the side, was disgusted. It was summer, and she wore very little clothing, yet Yu Wanbao took nearly five minutes to strip her naked with his sword, uttering vulgarities as he did so, physically humiliating Wei Yuyan. He was truly meticulous and patient; this was a true lecherous thief, possessing countless tricks even in stripping women naked.
Long Shaojun did not step forward because, although he was not a lecherous thief, he harbored wicked intentions. He also wanted to wait until Yu Wanbao stripped Wei Yuyan naked before coming to her rescue. In this way, he could see Wei Yuyan's naked body, become her benefactor, and act as a righteous hero. It was a win-win-win situation, so why not? Another point is that the guy is only using his sword to pry open Wei Yuyan's clothes, not directly touching her with his hands. The reason is simple: like a dish with more vegetables than meat, people usually eat the vegetables first and then the meat. Yu Wanbao is currently humiliating Wei Yuyan, and then taking advantage of her when she is overwhelmed with shame. This process is exceptionally pleasing. This man truly deserves his reputation as a lecherous thief; unlike ordinary young lechers who don't even care about romance and just get straight to the point, it's no different from animalistic intercourse.
Of course, Yu Wanbao's refined manners are exactly what Long Shaojun wants. If he were to directly touch Wei Yuyan or even kiss her, Long Shaojun would intervene. Although Wei Yuyan isn't anything to him now, things might change in the future. It doesn't matter if Yu Wanbao sees her naked, because he's doomed, but he can't let Yu Wanbao's dirty hands defile her. Wei Yuyan's innocent body, and that first kiss, absolutely could not be taken from her by that guy.
Now, Wei Yuyan's clothes had been stripped off. That Yu Wanbao was indeed powerful; he used a sword to strip Wei Yuyan's clothes off, and her clothes were still relatively intact. It was clear that he had put in a lot of effort in this regard. At a glance, Wei Yuyan truly lived up to her reputation as one of the most beautiful women in the supernatural world. Her skin was as white as jade, smooth to the touch. Although she had practiced martial arts for a long time, her muscles were not deformed at all, but rather delicate and even. Her high, firm breasts were even more captivating. Her thighs were snow-white and slender, instantly arousing desire. And the thick, dark bush between her legs aroused a man's bestial lust.

On the other hand, the young girl was a great beauty, looking about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, about 1.67 meters tall. She wore a tight-fitting military uniform, which made her figure even taller and slender. Her high, firm breasts seemed to be displaying their pride to the world. Ao, with an oval face as white as jade, a straight nose, and small, red lips, she was exceptionally beautiful, her looks no less than those of Zhao Ruxue and Sun Yuhuan in the school. However, the girl's face was tense, her eyes revealing a cold glint, covering the black-clad man's entire body. She held a long sword, pointing it at the youth; the blade gleamed coldly in the darkness, clearly a fine sword. Of course, the reason the youth looked afraid was that the girl's cultivation was higher, probably around level four or five; the difference in strength between them was too great, and the girl was naturally at the young man's mercy.
The one who spoke was Long Shaojun. He used a technique that made his voice travel far and wide, then circle back, giving the impression that he was flying in from afar.
The next moment, Long Shaojun turned around from behind the large pile of stones, his posture upright, his expression calm and composed, his eyes gleaming, locking onto Yu Wanbao, his whole person exuding... His imposing presence and extraordinary aura truly gave him the air of a top-tier master.
Yu Wanbao also recognized Long Shaojun and was stunned by his imposing presence. His eyes darted around, his heart pounding. The man's angry shouts came from a hundred meters away in an instant, and when he stopped, he was behind a pile of rocks. His speed was like lightning. Even if he were still injured, Yu Wanbao would be ashamed of his speed. This showed that the man's cultivation was extremely high, and he was definitely no match for him. Yu Wanbao was a cunning old fox. As soon as he realized that he was far from being a match for the man and had no way to escape, he quickly looked for a protective talisman.
He grabbed Wei Jiangyan's neck and shouted, "Don't come any closer! Otherwise, I'll kill her!" Zhang
Xin and the other two women didn't expect Long Shaojun to be so shameless as to still want to apply for the job. They shook their heads at the same time. Zhang Xin said, "Mr. Long, we already have a professional lighting technician."
"It's over, it's over, this girl is doomed." Long Shaojun shook his head and sighed, because he saw the guy secretly take a small bottle from his trouser pocket, quietly open the bottle, and a slightly sour-smelling liquid floated out, drifting towards the girl.
Long Shaojun's face was expressionless, unfathomable, but his eyes were locked on Yu Wanbao, making him feel a chill run down his spine.
Yu Wanbao was overwhelmed by Long Shaojun's aura, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Just as Yu Wanbao was about to collapse, Long Shaojun suddenly let out a chuckle, his eyes... A green light emanated from him, scanning Wei Jiangyan's body back and forth. He said, "Oh, no wonder you're ranked ninth on the list of lecherous thieves. You've even managed to overturn someone on the Hundred Flowers List. You've got a knack for being lewd. I'm truly impressed."
Long Shaojun's eyes darted around. He didn't know what important figure Ling Yiba was relying on. The person he was impersonating had to meet three conditions: first, Yu Wanbao had only heard of the name but wasn't familiar with it; second, he couldn't offend Yu Wanbao, ideally someone of the same kind; and third, he had to be very famous. The best candidate was none other than his master, Chang Yixin. He said, "I am from the Yin Yang Sect..." "Master Chang is new!"
Long Shaojun glanced at Zhang Xin and the other two women and said, "Well, I didn't understand the hiring details before, which was a bit rude of me. I apologize. Now, I'd like to promote myself again. I think being a model isn't suitable for me, but the stage needs lighting, right? I'm quite good at lighting. I wonder if you need to hire a top-notch lighting technician?"
Yu Wanbao was stunned for a moment, then quickly showed a look of delight and said, "Ah, it's Senior Chang, the master of the Yin-Yang Sect! I didn't expect Senior Chang to be so young after ten years, he truly has the art of preserving his youth! This junior, Yu Wanbao..." "Greetings, Senior Chang. I've heard of your illustrious reputation since my early days. You are a rising star among our comrades, but you haven't shown your face for a long time, which is why your name appears on the List of Elegant Thieves. Otherwise, you would undoubtedly be number one. This Wei Jiangyan is one of the beauties on the Hundred Flowers List of the Supernatural World. Since you have such a fondness for her, Senior, I'll offer her to you. It's truly an honor for me to serve you
." With that, he quickly released his grip on Wei Jiangyan's neck and stepped aside. Long Shaojun smiled with satisfaction and nodded, saying, "Not bad, you know how to handle people; you have a bright future."
"Hey, hey, you flatter me, senior! The moment you appeared, I was instantly captivated by your unparalleled magnificence. Your physique was so magnificent, so imposing; your temperament was so noble, so lofty. I admire you to the core! I'd gladly offer you a hundred, a thousand beauties, if not just one!" Yu Wanbao fawned. Long
Shaojun laughed heartily and said, "Well said! I felt the same way. By the way, I've heard that 'Hundred-Step Fragrance' is your signature aphrodisiac. Hand over the formula, and you can leave."
"This, this..." Yu Wanbao hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, 'Hundred Steps Fragrance' was passed down orally by my master, who instructed that it should not be passed on to others. However, it is my honor to meet you, Senior, and I should express my gratitude. This..." At this point, he pulled out a small booklet and said, "I obtained this by chance in a cave some time ago. It's not very useful to me, but I thought you might find it useful, so I'm giving it to you to show my sincerity."
Long Shaojun estimated the distance between himself and Yu Wanbao to be about two meters, just within the range of his internal energy control. With a single move, the small booklet flew towards him and landed in his hand, startling Yu Wanbao once again.
Long Shaojun looked down at the book, which appeared to be from last year and was of unknown origin. The booklet was written in seal script with the four characters "Five Elements Divine Skill".
Seeing this, the young general was secretly delighted. He hadn't expected to unintentionally obtain a martial arts manual. Judging from the book's materials, it was exceptionally ancient, undoubtedly from a renowned family. However, now was not the time to study this book. Long Shaojun closed the small notebook and said to Yu Wanbao, who was standing respectfully there, "Not bad, exceptionally good. By the way, what about the Hundred Flowers List and the Peerless Beauty List you mentioned earlier? Oh, and tell me about your place on the Lecherous List as well."
Yu Wanbao quickly replied, "Oh, senior, that's what you're talking about. The Hundred Flowers List, as the name suggests, refers to one hundred handsome men in the supernatural world. Currently, there are only forty-three. As for the Peerless Beauty List, there are currently only four. These four handsome men are absolutely stunning. Of course, these forty-seven handsome men share a common characteristic: they must be supernatural beings. Ordinary people are not included. Senior has already seen that this Wei Yuyan is one of the Hundred Flowers. With her looks, she can only be ranked on the Hundred Flowers List, but..." Imagine how beautiful the men on that list of beauties are. "Hmm, I have a guide to the supernatural world here, which Shan Lingqing meticulously records everything about the supernatural competitions."
Long Shaojun waved his hand, and the small book flew into his grasp. Looking down, he saw Shan Lingqing had written "Guide to the Supernatural World" (the words were...).
After a quick glance, Long Shaojun turned to the list of lecherous thieves. Shan Lingqing ranked Yu Wanbao ninth. Shan Lingqing explained: "Yu Wanbao's nickname is 'A Bee in the Jianghu.' 'Bee,' just hearing that word tells you what he does—he specializes in picking flowers. His origins are unknown, and his cultivation isn't high, but he possesses two special skills. First, his supernatural ability level isn't high, around level three, but his lightness skill is excellent, comparable to level four or higher masters. Second, he's a master of poisons, especially a sleeping potion called 'Hundred-Step Scent Spray.'"

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