[The Return of Fate] Chapter 183

The den of iniquity.
Li Yonghong had been secretly transferred to a hospital. Her physical health had almost recovered, but her spirits were low; she was deeply depressed
. The lively and energetic girl she once was was nowhere to be seen, which pained Ye Nanfei greatly.
Upon seeing Ye Nanfei, Li Yonghong's eyes immediately welled up with tears. This was the feeling of seeing a loved one. Many people
wonder, what kind of man is a real man? Different standards and values lead to different answers
.
However, I believe that a real man should be judged by the woman he spends time with, not by words, but by feeling
. It's not about how capable or upright you are, but about the feeling she experiences when she thinks of you or sees you.
Even if you do nothing, while she works herself to the bone, just thinking of you brings her
peace and tranquility. This is her emotional support and psychological reliance. In her eyes, then you are a real man.
It's easy to say, but difficult to make someone feel this way. Ye Nanfei subtly instilled
this feeling in Li Yonghong. Neither of them spoke. Li Yonghong sat on the bed, unconsciously spreading her arms. Ye Nanfei quickly went over and
pulled her into his embrace.
"It's alright...it's alright." "
Brother Nanfei...they...they're really bad, much worse than Teng Tao and his gang...really..."
"Don't rush...tell me slowly. Once you tell me, everything will be alright. I'll get revenge for you. Whoever messed with us,
we'll deal with them. We'll make you pay for it yourself, okay?"
Ye Nanfei leaned against the headboard, and Li Yonghong leaned against him, slowly recounting her experiences of the past few days.
It turned out that her job application went smoothly. Entertainment venues are always short of women, especially beautiful women
. Originally, it wasn't a big problem; she applied for a service girl position. But there's a saying: "It's not the thief you should
fear, but the one who's eyeing you." What kind of place was this? To put it bluntly, especially in that era of recent reopening, entertainment
venues were basically places for consuming women.
The dance hall was roughly designed like this: the first floor was for the general public, the second floor was more targeted, similar to modern
VIP services, and the third floor was even more mysterious, inaccessible to ordinary people. In short, it catered to the wealthy and powerful,
and had its own independent passageway, allowing them to come and go without a trace.
These powerful figures were all outwardly impeccable, appearing righteous and upright,
figures admired and looked up to by many. They held social status and were respected. The more powerful a person is, the more they had to pretend in public,
suppressing their true nature. For example, an ordinary man might glance at a beautiful woman,
of course, when his wife or girlfriend wasn't around.
But these figures had to maintain an air of composure, as leaders and role models, naturally treating
beauty as nothing. Constantly suppressing this inevitably led to psychological distortion, and over time, it became perverse
. Given the opportunity, the perverse desires they unleashed were astonishing. They were, in essence, outwardly respectable but inwardly depraved
.
The brilliance of the "scarred man" lies in his discovery of the essential need of the powerful and wealthy. If you can satisfy this need
, you can infiltrate their ranks. It sounds simple, but it's not so easy in practice.
You need to understand their psychology. Like many respectable women, they may want to have an affair, but they need a plausible
reason, and most importantly, it must be safe.
To put it bluntly, they want to be prostitutes while maintaining a virtuous image. If you can achieve this, you've succeeded.
But success is just the beginning. As mentioned earlier, their long-suppressed psychology is distorted
, and their needs are perverse. The simple physiological needs of ordinary men cannot satisfy them.
If simple prostitutes could satisfy them, it would be too easy; dance halls are full of such women.
You can't say they're all forced into prostitution by the underworld; most are lazy and unwilling to work. Many women are similar to men who
become gangsters; they end up in this line of work. Of course, many are misled, and some are forced
into prostitution.
The powerful and wealthy were generally uninterested in and looked down upon women like this. They were more interested in students,
university students, the innocent type, or women from respectable families, virgins, or married women. Look at the types they were looking for! In that
era, these were absolutely scarce resources. And then again, the scarcer something is, the more precious it becomes.
Having what others don't demonstrates ability. However, the underworld of that era still had its limits; they knew
they couldn't directly target students, but they would never let go of any opportunity to prey on them. Therefore, these people were constantly patrolling their
surroundings, looking for potential targets.
The saying "It's not the thief you should fear, but the one who's eyeing you" perfectly describes this. Li Yonghong met all the criteria. Although she
had a rich sexual history, she had never frequented brothels, so she didn't have a worldly air about her. She was sweet-looking, lively, and dressed up;
no one would doubt her if she said she was a student. The moment she appeared at the dance hall, she immediately attracted countless greedy eyes.
If things were only this way, it wouldn't be so bad. They would further test your bottom line and intentions. If
Li Yongxia had firmly refused at the time, they might not have forced her; at least they would have gradually changed her mind. But Li Yongxia's plan was that
if she agreed, she could quickly infiltrate their ranks. This was a rare opportunity! So, she hesitantly
agreed.
Like flies swarming to a cracked egg, Li Yonghong was clearly misunderstood.
She hadn't expected such a fierce and swift attack, demanding immediate training and employment. Of course, Li Yonghong wouldn't give in. She just
wanted to take the opportunity to learn more about the inside story. Who would actually do that?
Her hesitation piqued their interest. They couldn't let such a good prey escape. They
immediately investigated her background. She said she had no connections, had come alone to apply, and didn't have any relatives or friends in the city
. This made things easier.
If a woman doesn't want to submit, the underworld has many ways to make her bow down. Some use direct violence, others break
her sense of shame and crush her dignity. Once a person loses these two things, they'll do anything. The second
method is one they particularly like to use: several men gang-rape you. Would you still care about that? And they'd
all be watching during the gang rape.
Li Yonghong's hesitation gave the other side the wrong signal, making them think they should help the girl and let...
She quickly got the hang of things, so they called her to a private room on the third floor. She was too careless, unaware of the danger
, thinking that in broad daylight, no one would dare do anything.
Sitting in the middle of the sofa in the private room was a man who looked very shrewd and capable, probably a veteran of many bad deeds. His eyes gleamed with
a cruel light, and he looked quite intimidating; he was clearly a seasoned thug, his face bearing a distinct label. This man was none other
than Scarface Ma Yu Li.
"Girl, I heard you're interested in joining this line of work. What's there to hesitate about? This line of work, putting everything else aside, is damn
lucrative—it's like money falling from the sky! Look at all the girls in this place, aren't they all decked out in gold and silver,
living the high life? And with your looks, you'd never let those dirty guys downstairs touch you. I'll even pick you out—
cadres, professors, doctors—people of status and position. What do you think?"
Li Yonghong was still young, and this was her first time facing such a situation alone, so she was inevitably nervous: "Um...
big brother... you see, I... I haven't decided yet. Let me think about it for a couple more days... I'm new here, I don't really understand
..."
"Girl, there's nothing to hesitate about. Don't be afraid. Every woman has to go through this. Look
at these girls outside, aren't they all happy? Once you think about it, it's just like that, right?"
Yu Li said as he stood up and leaned closer. "As long as you do it, I guarantee you can become the top girl in our place
. Hehe, your looks and your temperament are truly unique. Hehe, how about it?"
At this point, he was already lustful and even a little worried that she would agree too quickly. If you agree, what reason do I have
to go for it? A beautiful woman with no backing or background is like unclaimed territory. If I don't take her, why would I wait to leave her
for someone else? How stupid would I be?
As he pondered this, his hand had already lifted her chin, while the others in the room watched with lewd smiles.
Only then did Li Yonghong realize that she had likely fallen into a wolf's den. If she didn't fight back, she might lose her chance. Suddenly, she
raised her knee and aimed it at his groin. Yu Li, not to mention being the leader, was holding her chin up and looking down.
Suddenly sensing something was wrong, he slightly turned his body, but was still hit in the groin. The pain made him take two steps back. "Ouch...
wow, little girl, you're pretty fierce. I didn't know you were such a wild horse... hehehe, I like it."
Several henchmen were stunned by the sudden event and immediately surrounded her. At this point, Li Yonghong had no choice but to fight back
. As soon as she kicked out, Yu Li dodged backward, and the guys immediately surrounded her. In such a small space, she was
a girl, and she couldn't fight off so many opponents. Even a tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves. They twisted her arms, grabbed her legs, and strained her neck. Li
Yonghong was in a desperate situation.
Several men dragged and pulled her onto the sofa. Yu Li, leering, walked over, unbuckling his belt as he said, "This
chick is pretty good, I like her, hehehe, haven't seen one this appealing in a long time, hahaha."
She couldn't move an inch under their weight. She tried to scream, but a handkerchief was already stuffed in her mouth. Yu
Li quickly pulled down her pants. Don't expect these kinds of people to be gentle with you; they
only know violence, regardless of gender—that's their only language.
Her fair and delicate thighs were exposed, making the men's eyes widen. More importantly, Li Yonghong's private parts were also very fair
and tender. Her pink labia minora were like tiny lotus leaves just beginning to peek out, her entire vulva like a flower bud yet to bloom. The men
stared, their mouths glistening with tears. These thugs had seen many women's private parts, but such delicate
and fair skin was rare; it could only be found in undeveloped girls.
Back then, Ye Nanfei secretly gave the three of them nicknames: Li Yongxia was the Red Rose, Minako was the Black
Rose, and Li Yonghong was the White Rose.
"Hehehe, damn it, I found one! This is the legendary 'steamed bun' pussy, right? Hahaha, it's really
...fuck, it looks good." As he spoke, he couldn't wait any longer, his hand already reaching out. Her private parts were already sensitive and delicate,
and his rough, large hand was anything but gentle, causing Li Yonghong to moan softly in pain.
The guys, knowing their boss was about to start a fight, tactfully lifted her legs. Yu Li was still groping around, his thick
fingers plunging into her vagina. The pain made Li Yonghong's eyes widen, and she arched her back, "Ugh..."
"Damn, so tight, you're not a virgin, are you... hahaha." He said, moving his fingers back and forth, stirring
them around. Li Yonghong was certainly not a virgin, but at this moment, she was filled with fear and dread. This man didn't know the meaning of gentleness;
he was forcibly pushing it in. How could she bear it?

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