The Tribulations of a Female Detective in an Urban Crisis (Complete)

(1)
Li Xiaoran was an extremely ordinary person. From elementary school onwards, his academic performance was extremely average. Perhaps in middle school, some of his subjects were commendable, but his English, his main subject, always fluctuated around the passing grade. In that era when thousands of students were vying for limited spots, this was always his biggest weakness. Therefore, after several years of hard work, he only managed to get into a teacher's college that many people looked down upon. Of course, if one were to find some merits in Li Xiaoran, firstly, he was over 1.8 meters tall and had a handsome appearance; secondly, influenced by his father, he was a very honest person, and in that era of moral decay, he was considered a reliable man to whom one could entrust one's life. It was precisely because of these reasons that, although Li Xiaoran encountered many setbacks along the way, his life path was relatively smooth. After graduation, he was successfully assigned to teach at a middle school in his hometown. When he first entered the profession, he was quite conscientious and quickly adapted to his role. Of course, the major life event of getting married and establishing a career also went smoothly. His family was happy and his daily life was fulfilling.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Li Xiaoran had been married for over ten years, and his child was ten years old. He was now in his thirties, almost forty. If Li Xiaoran hadn't mustered his spirits this year and decided to travel, perhaps his life would have remained the same—like most ordinary people in China, living a life of mediocrity, neither rich nor poor. This year, Li Xiaoran's wife, thanks to her shrewd financial management, made some gains in real estate and stocks. With their finances much better than before, the idea of traveling suddenly became a priority for the young couple. Frankly speaking, although both of them had stable jobs, working in government agencies and public institutions, this stability came at the cost of other things. Their income was only average; after daily expenses and social obligations, there wasn't much left over. Now that they had some extra money and their child was a teenager, they could finally relax and travel to famous mountains and rivers for a good experience.
That day, their son's summer vacation started. Li Xiaoran and her family of three happily boarded the train, beginning their long-awaited relaxing trip. Their first stop was Mount Emei, a mountain steeped in myths and legends.
The scenery at the Golden Summit of Emei was indeed beautiful, captivating the family. They settled in for the night. Faced with the exorbitant hotel fees, the Li Xiaoran family, accustomed to saving money, refused to stay. They walked down the mountain for a while, then chose a small path beside the main road. This path wasn't long, perhaps made by people needing to relieve themselves. Li Xiaoran and her family didn't expect to find a suitable spot along it. Reaching the end of the path, they entered the forest.
The slopes in the surrounding mountains were quite steep, with no suitable campsites. The Li Xiaoran family had indeed suffered a bit in their attempt to save money. An hour later, they finally found a shallow cave. The cave wasn't deep, only about two meters long, but it was over three meters wide—quite comfortable for the family of three.
The three of them ate a quick bite, laid out the air mattress, and soon fell asleep. Li Xiaoran, being the head of the household, was exhausted, but he remained alert even in his sleep. Around midnight, he was awakened by a strange sound. It sounded like a muffled groan coming from a gagged mouth. Li Xiaoran tiptoed to his feet, grabbed a flashlight, and went outside to follow the sound. After walking about twenty meters, he found a young girl bound by rope in the grass.
Her eyes were tightly bound with wide, silver duct tape, and her large eyes moved beneath it, revealing her helplessness. Her mouth was also covered with the same color tape, but there was another strip of tape on either side of her head, indicating that her mouth wasn't simply sealed with tape. Her hands were bound behind her back, her wrists, elbows, and upper arms bound with rope. The binding on her wrists was particularly tight and severe; her hands had already changed color. The excess rope was then tied to her feet, forming a four-legged harness. The same applied to her legs, from her ankles to her calves and thighs, all bound tightly with ropes. The girl wore a small white jacket, which was rendered almost useless by the ropes, revealing a pink, tight-fitting top underneath that accentuated her curves. She wore a white skirt, which had riddled up to her waist from her struggles, and through her flesh-colored pantyhose, one could see her small, delicate white thong. Perhaps to prevent the girl from breaking free, a wide collar was worn around her fair neck. The collar was tight, forcing her neck out, seemingly suppressing her breathing. Yes, lack of oxygen significantly reduced her strength. But that wasn't enough; several small metal rings were attached to the collar, through which the girl was tied to a large tree with rope.
Li Xiaoran couldn't help but swallow; in the darkness, the scene was rather suggestive. Although he didn't know who could be so cruel to this little girl, the scene was undeniably alluring to a normal man. At that moment, the girl seemed to sense someone watching her; she began turning her head around, shaking it, and making muffled noises.
Li Xiaoran quickly stepped forward and carefully peeled the tape off her eyes. Her long eyelashes twitched against the tape, and Li Xiaoran felt a pang of heartache. He gently pressed his hand above the girl's eyes and carefully, bit by bit, peeled off the tape. When Li Xiaoran removed the tape, those large, watery eyes stunned him. Leaving aside the girl's alluring figure and skin, those eyes alone were enough to linger in his mind. Li Xiaoran's hands didn't stop; he then peeled off the tape from the girl's mouth. Sure enough, another pair of stockings was wrapped around the girl's mouth. Yes, flesh-colored stockings. These stockings were stretched very tightly, almost to their limit, distorting the girl's face. Li Xiaoran tried to untie it, but found the knot at the back was too tight. It was difficult to untie normally; Li Xiaoran pulled hard, but it was hard to break. He was anxious, so he put a few fingers into the girl's mouth, hooked them on the stockings, and pulled hard. The stockings, stretched to their limit, finally slipped out of the girl's mouth. But the girl kept her mouth open, making muffled noises. Li Xiaoran understood somewhat. He put his hand back into her mouth and pulled out a small, seamless bra. Li Xiaoran's eyes involuntarily glanced at the girl's chest, noticing two small protrusions. Then, Li Xiaoran pulled a white cotton sock out of the girl's mouth. Li Xiaoran's eyes then darted to the girl's feet; one was missing. Li Xiaoran felt a pang of embarrassment; he seemed to have the common male weakness—his initial gaze had been drawn to the small panties inside the stockings. However, this little girl's mouth was really big; it could actually fit all those things.
Just then, the girl spat out another white bead. Li Xiaoran was still wondering when something strange happened. The girl, still lying in Li Xiaoran's arms, emitted bursts of white light, and her tight restraints fell away. Before Li Xiaoran could react, the girl stood up with a light, bell-like laugh, as if she had just been freed. When she saw Li Xiaoran's dumbfounded expression, she laughed even harder, unable to straighten up.
The girl straightened her clothes, looked Li Xiaoran up and down, curtsied, placed a piece of paper on the ground, said "Thank you," and then left, leaving Li Xiaoran still in a daze.
It took Li Xiaoran a while to come to his senses. If he hadn't seen the mess of ropes, bras, socks, white beads, and a piece of paper on the ground, he wouldn't have believed what had just happened.
Li Xiaoran composed himself; not wanting to waste the things on the ground, in the spirit of "thrift is our family heirloom," he picked them up. To be honest, while picking up that little bra, she had quite a few wild thoughts running through her mind.
Back in the cave, looking at the mother and daughter who were still fast asleep, Li Xiaoran tidied the rope into several coils, and put the bead, cotton socks, pantyhose used for gagging, and bra into a hidden compartment of her travel bag before finally looking at the blank piece of paper.
The blank paper contained few words, all revolving around a diagram of acupoints on the human body, titled "Emei Spring and Autumn Manual." It seemed to be a cultivation mantra. Just now, that girl was radiating light, and the tight ropes all fell away. Could it be that I encountered a cultivator with great supernatural powers? But why couldn't I break free at the beginning? Was it because of that bead?
Li Xiaoran's mind raced, and she roughly guessed what had happened. It was indeed true; this girl was a demon. Of course, in today's Earth, cultivators were incredibly rare, and being a demon was no longer a barrier in the cultivation world. They understood each other very well and generally supported one another, diligently cultivating on their long path. They generally didn't interfere in the lives of ordinary people, except for some cultivators with ulterior motives who would occasionally do something in the human world. It was like humans poking an anthill for fun.
The girl's predicament today was just a few lower-level cultivation friends playing around. That bead was a low-level magic item, capable of restricting the use of magic power to a certain extent. After being freed, she was both ashamed and angry, and didn't care about these things. Besides, the bead wasn't hers anyway; it was gone, so be it. However, she was still very grateful to Li Xiaoran; otherwise, she would have suffered here for a long time. So, she tore off the first page of a cultivation manual she had recently found in an ancient cave on Mount Emei and gave it to him. This manual wasn't applicable to her and was too simplistic, belonging to the "gentle" kind of self-cultivation method. Giving Li Xiaoran the first page was so he could practice it too, strengthen his body, and perhaps live for over a hundred years longer.
Li Xiaoran held the paper, knowing this was a major turning point in his life.
A few days later, Li Xiaoran and the others returned home. Life returned to its peaceful routine of going to work and coming home. But to say it was truly as peaceful as before wouldn't be accurate; Li Xiaoran's mind was filled with that beautiful figure. That enchanting voice, that moving struggle and writhing, always captivated him. Later, he tried searching online and discovered that this was a new field in his life, with a wealth of knowledge involved. After searching for a while, Li Xiaoran gained a deep understanding of this area and became deeply immersed in it. However, for someone with years of education like him, this still made him somewhat hesitant. Therefore, he often went online late at night, downloading pictures, videos, and literary works, which often gave him a sense of excitement. Although he tried hard to suppress these excitements, Li Xiaoran would definitely try them out if given the chance. Even
though he was so engrossed in this newly discovered fun, he was very diligent in studying the formulas on the paper. After all, at home, he could only explore this fun late at night when no one was around, and he was afraid his family would see him. During the day and evening, Li Xiaoran was always studying the paper. He even told his wife that he had found a martial arts manual, but she just chuckled and took it as a joke. Li Xiaoran couldn't really reveal what happened that night, so he decided to practice on his own first, and prove it when he succeeded.
Speaking of practicing martial arts, when Li Xiaoran was young, Jet Li's "Shaolin Temple" was all the rage. At that time, Chinese kung fu magazines were everywhere. Many young people tried practicing various legendary internal and external martial arts, and Li Xiaoran was one of the most enthusiastic. However, after trying countless methods, he finally realized that he probably wouldn't achieve anything significant. Of course, it wasn't without its gains; he knew a little about some acupoints on the body. And he had a basic understanding of internal martial arts; at least he could feel some heat flowing through his body.
He practiced for a year, and Li Xiaoran made significant progress. In that year, he improved considerably in physical strength, reaction time, and intelligence. Perhaps this was a sign of Li Xiaoran's natural talent in martial arts.
While the Emei Spring and Autumn Manual isn't the most famous mantra in the cultivation world, it's still quite high on the list. However, once mastered, its destructive power—its sheer strength—is so weak it's practically useless. Therefore, although many people start practicing it, those who achieve some results find that while it's better for developing the human body, understanding nature, and personal cultivation than some other mantras, its actual combat power is still inferior to those at the third or fourth level. In the cultivation world, this method is generally chosen by those who are truly detached from worldly affairs and only want to cultivate and comprehend the Dao. But in today's world, spiritual energy is scarce, and merely comprehending the Dao is futile. In the cultivation world, power is the truly crucial factor in determining one's status. Thus, those who possess this mantra don't value it much, often giving it away to friends, and over time, it becomes a common practice.
Li Xiaoran was unaware of all this; he only knew that after a year of cultivation, his body was in incredibly good shape. Not only were the scars from his childhood gone, and his skin healed, but he also felt light and energetic. At this time, Li Xiaoran dug out the martial arts magazines he had collected as a child and began training in the mornings. He practiced for another year, mastering these ordinary techniques to perfection and gaining a deeper understanding, gradually developing his own unique routines. It could be said that Li Xiaoran was now a top figure in the human world, with few comparable individuals. Li Xiaoran was unaware of all this; his peaceful life continued.
Another year passed, and Li Xiaoran looked increasingly younger. During this time, he tried to persuade his wife and son to learn as well, but his wife absolutely refused, and his son, engrossed in computer games, disregarded any education he received. One day,
his wife took their son, who was on holiday, to the park, while Li Xiaoran stayed home, browsing through various martial arts books he had found at a secondhand bookstore. Around noon, disaster struck. The taxi Li Xiaoran's wife and son were taking home had an accident. The car was overturned by an overloaded coal truck. All those involved in the accident perished. Li Xiaoran was stunned.
This happy little family crumbled in an instant. Upon hearing the news, Li Xiaoran rushed out of her house to the scene of the accident. However, due to the gruesome scene, the relevant departments had already dealt with it, and Li Xiaoran was only allowed a fleeting glimpse of the carnage. The coal truck belonged to a company nominally owned by a high-ranking provincial official, and they acted as if nothing had happened, bearing 100% responsibility. They treated the taxi driver's wife and Li Xiaoran as if they were there to extort money, showing no compassion whatsoever. After the perfunctory procedures, they only offered 100,000 yuan in compensation for the three deceased. Looking at the pitiful taxi driver's wife who had lost her husband, Li Xiaoran refused a single penny, telling her to be strong and raise her son.
A month later, Li Xiaoran applied for medical retirement. Her superiors sympathized with her, knowing that such a blow was unbearable, and simplified the procedures as much as possible, offering them preferential treatment. Li Xiaoran and his wife have four elderly relatives on both sides. Fortunately, Li Xiaoran has two brothers, and his wife has a brother who can help take care of them. Li Xiaoran sold their current apartment and combined his savings from years of investment with his stock market profits, totaling over 400,000 yuan. He divided the money into two portions and gave one to each set of elderly relatives, saying he wanted to go out and relax. The elderly relatives naturally disagreed, fearing something bad might happen, but under Li Xiaoran's insistence, they had no choice but to compromise, requiring him to contact them at least five times a year. Li Xiaoran left his hometown with a laptop and a few thousand yuan. He
made this decision partly to seek revenge on the high-ranking official in the provincial capital, and partly because he genuinely didn't want to stay in this place that caused him so much pain. Of course, the real driving force behind his decision was the Emei Spring and Autumn Manual. Without it, given Li Xiaoran's previous approach to life, he wouldn't have had the courage. He had already mastered the first page of the manual he obtained; whether he could obtain the next page would directly affect his future development. With his body at this level, Li Xiaoran wasn't afraid to venture into the world alone.
Li Xiaoran arrived in Harbin, the provincial capital, and rented a small house in the suburbs. For several days, Li Xiaoran had been investigating the high-ranking official, looking for an opportunity to strike. Of course, we can imagine what the outcome would be.
A month passed, and Li Xiaoran sat dejectedly in his rented room, lost in thought. Things had turned out to be unexpectedly dangerous. Behind this glamorous facade, the high-ranking official had committed far too many crimes; he was truly a notorious criminal. Everything that passed through his hands, even the most ordinary matters, was treated with extreme cruelty. People said behind his back that he was comparable to the notorious Zhou Bapi (a notorious skinflint). Relying on his official power, he wielded absolute authority over the beautiful women in the various companies under his jurisdiction. The company bosses, wanting to avoid trouble, disregarded the interests of their female employees and readily offered them up. In the past two years, three strong-willed women had committed suicide because of this, but under the guise of high-sounding rhetoric, they were labeled as vain and shamed, leaving their parents to live under the condemnation of their neighbors. During one relocation project, a violent brawl broke out, forcing dozens of families to silently endure and leave their homes of decades with meager compensation. This high-ranking official also colluded with the local underworld; when the legitimate authorities couldn't handle it, the underworld would step in. Many of his political enemies were forced to withdraw from the competition under the combined pressure of these two forces, allowing him to live an even more carefree life. It seemed unlikely that Li Xiaoran could resolve this issue by suing the government. However, if he resorted to force, Li Xiaoran was truly unprepared and lacked the necessary capabilities. After all, Li Xiaoran was just an ordinary person with a very traditional education—a typical modern-day model of virtue.
However, perhaps heaven was merciful to Li Xiaoran and intended to use him to clean up this chaotic world; there was still hope. One day, while wandering aimlessly through the streets, he stumbled upon a used bookstore in Harbin. While rummaging through the books, he unexpectedly found another set of cultivation techniques: the Dragon-Turning Tiger-Subduing Fist. This set of fist techniques is actually a type of martial arts cultivation, using fist techniques for practice. Who in the mortal realm would recognize its value? It's been sitting in an old man's used bookstore for over a decade. This set of techniques is quite complete, with twelve levels, only lacking some fist techniques. Li Xiaoran estimated that the last two levels lacked matching fist techniques. This was already quite good for Li Xiaoran, who had already embarked on the path of cultivation. The Emei Spring and Autumn Manual is peaceful and gentle, compatible with almost any other technique, making it a good foundation. Li Xiaoran had indeed made the right choice in this regard; many in the cultivation world did the same. Practicing a peaceful technique first, building a foundation, would greatly reduce the dangers of practicing others.
Since the investigation yielded no results, and a new technique had been discovered, why not practice it here? After reporting home that she was safe, Li Xiaoran found a grove of trees near her rented apartment and began her true path of cultivation. After a while, Li Xiaoran felt that cultivating in the rented room was inconvenient, so he set aside a day to find a place in the forest in the suburbs, wanting to try outdoor cultivation.
The development of the suburbs of Harbin in recent years has been quite good; this forest is very large. Although it is a man-made forest, only forest rangers occasionally come to patrol the depths. Li Xiaoran gave up the rented room, used the remaining money to buy food, and took it in batches to a deep ditch he found. This ditch was very hidden, probably carved out by mountain streams some years ago. Li Xiaoran used a shovel to dig a small hole on one side of the ditch, then sawed some wood to make a bed, table, and chairs, and that was it.
While digging the hole, Li Xiaoran realized how capable he was. He didn't even need to use the pickaxe or anything else he had prepared; he managed to dig it out with a shovel in the half-soil, half-stone soil with little effort.
After completing the basic construction, he cooked some food, ate it with the wild vegetables that were everywhere in the forest, and then his real cultivation began. Time really flew by during this cultivation; a year passed in the blink of an eye. Li Xiaoran had mastered the first level of the Dragon-Turning Tiger-Subduing Fist. For the past year, Li Xiaoran had lived comfortably, relying on the grain he had previously obtained, pickled wild vegetables, and the occasional game he hunted. One day, while practicing his fist in a forest clearing, Li Xiaoran, having reached a high level of skill, unintentionally punched a large tree with a diameter of over twenty centimeters, and the tree snapped in two under the force of his punch. This was a major reason why Li Xiaoran resolved to return to the world and seek revenge.
Although Li Xiaoran had no money upon returning to the world, his martial arts skills were still sharp, and he had already planned to visit the high-ranking official's house that very night.
Following his memory, at eleven o'clock at night, Li Xiaoran used the small protrusions on the balcony outside to climb over the window of the high-ranking official's house. A year ago, Li Xiaoran would never have dared to do such things on a high-rise building. Even with his improved skills, the natural fear was not so easily overcome. One day during his practice in the forest, Li Xiaoran saw a pheasant flying low. Li Xiaoran used a stone as a projectile but missed. The pheasant probably knew it was bad and desperately flew into the air. Although it was inherently inferior in flight and could only fly over the treetops, it was still not easy to catch. Li Xiaoran also wanted to improve his diet, so he grabbed a tree branch and climbed up a big tree, and punched the prey from above. Afterwards, Li Xiaoran was very scared when he thought about it. However, from then on, Li Xiaoran also purposefully strengthened his training in aerial flight. Occasionally when he missed, with the help of the Spring and Autumn Technique, the injury was not serious and healed quickly. At this time, Li Xiaoran realized the strength of his kung fu and often played happily among the treetops.
(2)
Harbin in August was still very hot, and every household installed screens on their windows. With his finger skills, Li Xiaoran easily opened the invisible screen of the high-ranking official's house. Everyone in the room was asleep. Li Xiaoran smeared the dust he'd brought from climbing the wall onto his face, and with his hair having grown long over the past year, it would be difficult to recognize him. His silent movements made him seem like a ghost.
First, he entered the master bedroom. He opened the door and slipped inside. The two people on the bed were knocked unconscious by a single chop to the neck. He then went to the other rooms. In another room, the two people on the large bed were also tidied up.
Li Xiaoran turned on the light and checked his spoils. One of the men on the bed in the master bedroom was the high-ranking official he had long slandered. Li Xiaoran tore the bedsheets into strips and used a binding technique he'd learned online long ago—a four-horse knot—to tie them up. His mouth was also stuffed full, and a long strip of cloth was wrapped around his mouth and eyes. The fat woman next to him was probably his wife; she was similarly bound from legs to neck, mouth, and eyes. He didn't use the four-horse knot on her, as he didn't hate her as much as he hated the high-ranking official.
In another room of the house were two young girls, probably his daughters. Li Xiaoran went over and tore open the sheets as well, but being an experienced man, he hadn't been with a woman in a long time. The fragrance of the two young bodies did indeed tempt him. However, business was of the essence, and Li Xiaoran had no intention of letting go. However, he was quite particular about how to tie up these two young girls. In one of the two bedrooms, one was tied up in a spread-eagle position on the large bed. In addition to carefully binding their limbs, their mouths and eyes had to be properly sealed.
After everything was done, Li Xiaoran dragged the fat official to the bathroom. After pouring several basins of water over him, the official slowly woke up. Li Xiaoran whispered in his ear, "Fatty, you've done too many bad things. Now I'm here to collect the interest." The fat man shook his head for a while and finally understood his situation. He made disgusting muffled noises through his gagged mouth. Li Xiaoran said, "I can let you speak, but if you dare to shout, your life won't be yours anymore." With that, she grabbed the fat man's neck and pulled out the gag. As soon as she pulled it out, the fat man cried out, "Good man, good man, let's talk this out! I'll give you the money, really, all the money here is yours!" Seeing his cooperation, Li Xiaoran said, "Fine, all the money in the house is there. Point it all out to me. Tell me your bank card and passbook passwords too. Don't try anything funny. I'll ask your wife later; it'll be different. You'll die a horrible death." The cowardly fat man quickly told her where he kept his money.
You know what, this fat guy is really cunning. Li Xiaoran searched the place thoroughly but didn't find much; it was all hidden in secret places. The fat guy revealed three hidden boxes, and when opened, they contained a considerable amount of US dollars and RMB. Li Xiaoran didn't even count them, just put them all in a travel bag. He also memorized the bank card PINs, deciding to try them out. He decided to leave the passbooks alone, since he'd have to withdraw them from the bank anyway.
Li Xiaoran asked a few more questions; the two girls in the room were his daughter and his deputy's daughter. They were all in cahoots anyway, might as well deal with them all. Li Xiaoran grinned maliciously and snapped the fat guy's neck.
When Li Xiaoran entered a bedroom, the girl on the bed was already awake, struggling and writhing. She was wearing a pink silk slip dress, which shone alluringly in the light. Her hands were tied to the headboard with ropes, helplessly outstretched and clenched. Her feet had turned slightly white from the exertion. But with her legs spread apart, it was impossible to conceal her most intimate parts. The girl understood this, trying to bring her legs together as much as possible and twisting her body to the side. Because of the twisting, a small red panty with a cartoon dog pattern was visible under her short nightgown. Her slender, white legs seemed to sense something amiss under Li Xiaoran's heavy breathing, turning a seductive pink. The gag in the girl's mouth was tightly stuffed, the cloth binding it carrying Li Xiaoran's deep hatred. The girl whimpered helplessly, desperately trying to push it out with her tongue. Unfortunately, this only became a deadly temptation.
In the other bedroom, the scene was equally beautiful: another youthful and beautiful girl, another sexy and energetic girl, another girl gagged and helpless, another alluring nightgown concealing her body. The wickedness in the man's heart was truly awakened.
As dawn approached, Li Xiaoran woke up beside the two girls; this night of madness had truly tested his stamina. However, the two girls next to her suffered terribly, their first sexual experience causing them considerable pain.
As for the fat man's wife, Li Xiaoran, out of sight and out of mind, wrapped her in a large blanket and stuffed her into the closet.
After waking up, Li Xiaoran took a shower and tidied her long hair. The two girls were still in a deep coma. Li Xiaoran went over and untied the girls, preparing to re-tie them up, since being seen like this could potentially ruin their lives. Of course, the girls' eyes were still covered, so at this point, they could only let things unfold as they pleased.
Li Xiaoran took out some of the girls' clothes from the closet and began to dress them up. She put on pink stockings, white panties, a short white skirt, a red bra, and a red cardigan. The other girl wore black stockings, a short skirt, and a red top. She tied them up in the same position as the girl she remembered, like a four-horse harness. However, the distance between their hands and legs was a bit long, as Li Xiaoran was afraid of hurting the two girls.
The two girls, experiencing their first sexual encounter, were initially heartbroken. However, as the activity progressed, they gradually began to experience pleasure. Frankly, their upbringing was quite conservative, contradicting the views of today's young people. Perhaps this was because the high-ranking official didn't want his children to enter the world too early and be corrupted by its ways. But they were, after all, adults, and had some understanding of these things from what they heard and saw. Most importantly, the official's daughter had inadvertently stumbled upon some special websites and witnessed the allure of women under restraint, which stirred a strong desire within her. Unexpectedly, this situation actually occurred in reality, which was a major reason why she adapted so quickly.
The daughter of the official's deputy was also quite good, but some of her friends had already entered the world and were rather mercenary. She had often been teased and taken advantage of in real life. She had heard rumors about restraint, and now, having experienced it herself, she truly understood the extreme pleasure that came with such helplessness.
However, what saddened the two girls was that they never saw the image of the man who had entered their bodies. They weren't thinking of seeing Li Xiaoran's appearance to report him to the police; the girls' psychology was quite delicate—the man who had taken their virginity couldn't be too ugly. If Li Xiaoran truly knew their thoughts, he might proudly display his even more handsome appearance after his cultivation. Of course, the world is full of surprises, and the three of them actually had a chance to meet again.
Li Xiaoran picked out a few more clothes from the wardrobe and put them on, then put his tattered clothes and money into his bag. He also picked out a pair of glasses, lipstick, and foundation from the girls. Li Xiaoran put on the glasses, covered his stubble with foundation, and applied lipstick. This way, withdrawing money should be fine. His long hair and androgynous style wouldn't be visible on the security camera. He cleaned up the traces in the room, and since he was already wearing gloves, there shouldn't be any fingerprints left.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Li Xiaoran swaggered downstairs and found a small ATM to withdraw money. The fat man and his wife were indeed honest; the PINs for all the cards were correct. However, due to the limited withdrawal amounts, they didn't withdraw much. Li Xiaoran didn't regret it; it was just a test of the PINs, as he would be transferring money later.
At ten o'clock, Li Xiaoran used the fake ID he had made when he first arrived in Harbin to open another card and transferred all the money from the other cards to it. To be honest, the fat man had a lot of money; these cards weren't in his name, and he didn't know where they came from. After dealing with all this, Li Xiaoran found a secluded spot, washed off his makeup with bottled water, changed into his newly bought clothes, and got his hair cut short.
Li Xiaoran looked completely different now. After several years of cultivation, his skin and features had undergone a qualitative change; judging by appearance alone, he looked to be only in his twenties. Li Xiaoran found a hotel to stay in and began to organize his gains. The newly opened card had over ten million yuan, his bag contained over three million US dollars, and over one million yuan. The fat man had far too many assets; over 100 million in the company's accounts, tens of millions in stocks, and estimated hundreds of millions in fixed assets. Li Xiaoran couldn't possibly manage that now; she was already quite satisfied with what she had.
After packing up, Li Xiaoran bought a D-class car and headed straight to Shenyang. The next morning, Li Xiaoran used a public phone to report the incident to the Harbin police. Those two girls had probably never suffered such a long ordeal.
After the call, Li Xiaoran used the fake identity to open several more bank accounts, transferring the money from her Harbin account to the new ones. Then she traveled to Beijing and withdrew all the money over several days.
Once everything was settled, Li Xiaoran was considered a small-time millionaire. Li Xiaoran returned to her hometown, leaving one million yuan each to her brother and brother-in-law who cared for her elderly parents. They were genuinely surprised that she could produce so much at once in this small town. Li Xiaoran gave them an email address and told them to try not to change their phone numbers for future contact. The brothers were indeed very happy. Besides, taking care of the elderly was their duty, and now that they were financially well-off, they were enjoying a happy life with their grandchildren.
Looking at his brothers' harmonious family life, and then thinking of his own lovely wife and son, Li Xiaoran felt a pang of sadness. Li Xiaoran only stayed home for two days, spending a day chatting with both sets of parents, before leaving with a somber expression, carrying the ashes of his wife and son.
Perhaps Li Xiaoran was still young, and he would find another partner in his life, but he could never forget his smiling, charming wife who gave him affectionate nicknames, and his lively, playful son. Li Xiaoran took the ashes back to the Golden Summit of Mount Emei. That night, he found the same small cave again and buried the ashes of his wife and son inside. That night, Li Xiaoran couldn't sleep, his eyes fixed on the scene, recalling the happy moments of his family over the decades.
The next morning, Li Xiaoran ate something hastily and boarded the train to Tibet. He planned to find a secluded place there to cultivate himself properly, so that he could become at least several times stronger than he is now.
Tibet is indeed a wonderful place, with its clear blue skies and pristine waters. Li Xiaoran bought a map and a large amount of daily necessities in Lhasa, finalizing his itinerary. His destination was the Yarlung Tsangpo Grand Canyon, a place of treacherous terrain where he was sure to find a suitable place for spiritual practice. Moreover, it was a great tourist destination, and supplies were readily available.
When Li Xiaoran arrived at the Grand Canyon, even with mental preparation, he couldn't help but admire the incredible power of nature. It was truly magnificent, a place that broadened one's mind.
Li Xiaoran, carrying a large backpack, began his long journey. Four days later, he found a small valley with a spring and a winding stream flowing into the distant Grand Canyon. The area was lush with trees, and wild rabbits occasionally darted out from the forest—a truly wonderful place.
Li Xiaoran cleared a space deep in the valley and began digging a cave into the mountainside. Having dug his second cave, he was quite experienced, and with his improved spiritual practice, he wanted to build a base here, a carefully crafted little haven. Despite his immense strength, it still took him a month to carve out a two-story cave of over a hundred square meters. This month of hard work served as a form of training, giving Li Xiaoran deeper insights into his cultivation. After completing the cave, Li Xiaoran spent another month procuring ample food and other supplies before beginning his cultivation journey. Five years passed
, and Li Xiaoran's progress was impressive. Although he had only reached the first level of the Emei Spring and Autumn Manual, the most difficult aspect of this gentle and expansive style was its initial mastery. His methodical cultivation allowed him to create a technique largely similar to the original manual, based on his own understanding, and he had now reached the third level. The Dragon-Turning Tiger-Subduing Fist was a major focus of Li Xiaoran's cultivation, and he had reached the fourth level. Now, Li Xiaoran was full of confidence. He estimated that with this technique, it would be difficult to aim a gun at him, unless it was a high-powered weapon with a large area of effect. Her fighting skills were further enhanced; she not only mastered the four levels of boxing techniques to perfection, but also honed the various routines and palm techniques she was given to practice with incredible skill.
It was time to engage with the world. These boxing techniques, if practiced alone, wouldn't improve further, and wouldn't truly belong to her. Learning by doing, finding the routines that best suited her, was the true mark of mastery. Besides, Li Xiaoran was a modern person; having money and living such a secluded life here was simply unacceptable.
October in Shenzhen was still incredibly hot. A young, handsome man leisurely stepped off the train. This was the perfect place for Li Xiaoran to engage with the world. This was the forefront of China's economic development, and also the best embodiment of the Chinese people's understanding of capitalist society. The young and wealthy Li Xiaoran planned to relax here.
Zhao Jing, once a wealthy heiress, although she lost her virginity in college, also experienced the pleasure of confinement. From then on, she frequently visited such websites, enjoying the pleasure they offered. As the school beauty, she had countless handsome men pursuing her, but she didn't dare to make a decision about her feelings. She was afraid; after all, it was difficult for a young and beautiful girl to express her feelings. Moreover, she couldn't imagine what kind of treatment she would receive during that helpless time. So, she could only share this pleasure with her former friend, Liu Yue.
After graduation, both chose to leave their hometowns and develop their careers in Shenzhen. Zhao Jing studied finance and found a job as a white-collar worker in asset management at a securities company. Liu Yue, however, chose the noble profession of police officer because of that incident. She loved sports and had attended police academy. However, that incident had a huge impact on her. Thinking about it, it makes sense; as a police academy student, being tied up and gagged in her sleep, and losing her virginity in helplessness, while pleasurable, was also incredibly shameful. Therefore, she completely abandoned her pampered princess persona, sought out renowned teachers, and worked tirelessly. She also used her parents' influence to find several skilled boxing instructors to learn from. When she graduated, she excelled in marksmanship, hand-to-hand combat, and even the dry criminal investigation theories. No one knew that she actually wanted to find that person and take revenge. This was also a major reason why Zhao Jing often teased her. Her revenge plan was to use her investigative skills to find and capture that person from the vast sea of people, then blindfold and gag her, and let her have her way with him.
These two beauties quickly made a name for themselves in Shenzhen, making friends and building their own circles. They often hosted small parties in their rented apartment to pass the time. Late at night, the two beauties often tried to enjoy their own pleasure. However, Zhao Jing was no match for Liu Yue, often ending up tied up and thrown on the bed, being tickled by Liu Yue.
Readers should now realize that these two are the same young and beautiful girls Li Xiaoran used for revenge years ago. Now all three are in Shenzhen, and their paths are about to intertwine.
Zhao Jing arrived at work that day, tidied her things, and began her workday. As a securities firm, reviewing and auditing the finances of listed companies is a routine task. However, this time, when Zhao Jing was in charge of the accounts of Tianya Co., Ltd., she discovered numerous problems. Zhao Jing perked up and started afresh, meticulously reviewing the thick ledgers. As more and more notes were added to her notebook, the problems became increasingly clear. This company had definitely falsified its accounts to protect its stock price, concealing losses of over 100 million yuan. After summarizing the situation, Zhao Jing compiled the problems and analysis into a report and submitted it to her department head. Department Head Zhang, a plump, forty-something-year-old accountant, smiled and said to Zhao Jing, "Not bad, Xiao Zhao. I'll definitely give you a celebration after I submit the report." Zhao Jing was also very happy, as it was rare for a listed company in China to dare to do something so blatant.
That evening, Zhao Jing returned home and listened to a voicemail, learning that Liu Yue had a mission and would be home late. She didn't mind, as working overtime was perfectly normal for a police officer. Zhao Jing changed into her casual clothes and cooked herself a simple dish, then heated up some rice she had made yesterday. The life of a white-collar worker in the city isn't as glamorous as it's portrayed in movies and television; it's mostly a mundane life, much like that of ordinary people. After dinner, feeling bored, Zhao Jing turned on her computer and clicked on a few familiar websites to see what new things were　 up their sleeves.
Just as she was getting into it, her phone rang. It was a call from her colleague, Xiao Dong. Xiao Dong invited her to drink at Silver Moon Bar. Liu Yue wasn't home either, and Zhao Jing, feeling bored at home, quickly got dressed and took a taxi to the bar.
This bar wasn't far from Zhao Jing's workplace and was a frequent hangout for them. Zhao Jing familiarly went to their usual corner and chatted with a few colleagues. They partied until midnight. Feeling a bit sleepy, Zhao Jing said goodbye to her colleagues and headed out to hail a taxi home. But as she crossed the parking lot, the door of a black Honda suddenly opened, and a person jumped out, pressing a towel against her face. Zhao Jing only smelled a fragrant aroma and struggled violently, but the large hand behind her held the towel firmly. In her struggle, Zhao Jing inhaled more anesthetic gas, and her strength gradually dissipated. Zhao Jing knew something was wrong; she had encountered a drug addict. Following Liu Yue's instructions, Zhao Jing mustered her courage and stomped hard on the man's instep with her high heels. The stomp was brutal; the man's foot bone was instantly broken. But the hand wouldn't let go, increasing its pressure even further. Under the influence of the ether, Zhao Jing gradually lost the strength to struggle and collapsed limply.
When Zhao Jing regained consciousness, she felt uneasy all over. She shook her head slightly, but everything was still dark. Despite trying desperately to open her eyes, she couldn't see anything clearly. Slowly, she realized she had been blindfolded. She tried to scream, but couldn't make a sound. She felt something stuffed in her mouth and tried to push it out with her tongue, but failed. She moved her jaw and felt a strip of cloth binding her; she couldn't spit it out. She tried to move her hands, but to no avail. Her hands were twisted behind her back and bound in countless ways; she couldn't move them at all. Now Zhao Jing knew she was tied up. This position seemed like a four-horse stance. As Zhao Jing's thoughts raced, she heard footsteps approaching. At this point, Zhao Jing had no power to resist and was lifted up by several people. She shook her head, desperately making muffled noises. At this moment, no one paid her any attention. They untied her hands from behind her back. Zhao Jing was initially happy, thinking someone had come to rescue her. These men, with their rough hands, untied Zhao Jing's ropes but didn't loosen her grip. They lifted her to a spot and twisted her hands behind her back. Zhao Jing could feel a wooden post behind her, and her hands were pulled behind it, her arms bound again along the post. Zhao Jing understood; they were going to re-tie her. Zhao
Jing knelt on the ground, her hands bound to the post. Starting from her neck, layer by layer, not only her arms and wrists were bound, but her entire body was tied to the post. Then her legs were pulled back, her feet placed on either side of the post, her thighs and calves bound together, and her feet also tied to the post. Zhao Jing could imagine her current state; she couldn't escape this way. Cotton was stuffed in her ears, and wax was dripped into them. Now Zhao Jing couldn't hear or see; her senses were essentially useless. At this point, Zhao Jing no longer cared about the groping hands taking advantage of her while she was bound. What were they going to do to her by binding her like this?
With a jolt, Zhao Jing felt herself being lifted up and swayed as she walked. Zhao Jing stretched out her hands and feet as much as she could, and twisted her head around as much as she could. Her fingers touched the wooden planks behind her; she was being put in a box. When she was put down, the swaying sensation told her that she was on a ship.
On a ship? Put in a box, Zhao Jing thought to herself, this is it, she's either going to be thrown into the sea or sold somewhere!
Tears streamed down her face through her blindfold, and she whimpered, her hands and feet aching from the twists, but no one paid her any attention. Helplessly, Zhao Jing leaned against the wooden stake behind her, thinking that her life was probably over. Although being taken advantage of for the first time was painful, the person was gentle, and she enjoyed it in the end. Now that she thought about it, that was the only time she had truly enjoyed herself in her life. Although that person killed her father, Zhao Jing knew that her father had done many bad things.
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The ship kept swaying, and Zhao Jing fell into a state of helpless dementia. Suddenly, the boat seemed to be hit, and then the planks shook violently as if someone had stepped on them. After an unknown amount of time, the boat continued to rock.
Zhao Jing had no idea how much time had passed, and she didn't think about it anymore. At that moment, Zhao Jing felt a cool breeze brush against her body, as if someone had come to see her.
It was Li Xiaoran; the three of them were truly reunited. Why were there three people? The boat had been hit by Liu Yue. Liu Yue and her colleagues had gone to arrest a criminal, and after the interrogation, it was already dawn. Several colleagues had gone home to sleep, but Liu Yue wanted to take some breakfast home, so she drove to buy some. While driving along the coastal road, she saw a small boat that seemed suspicious, parked on the shore, as if someone was carrying a large box aboard.
Something was wrong; her professional background made Liu Yue feel uneasy. But when she stopped her car and approached, the boat had already left. Liu Yue panicked and drove back to the dock. Sure enough, that was exactly what happened. Zhao Jing was drugged, taken here by car, tied up, and packed into a box before dawn. Liu Yue saw it all.
He drove back to the dock, borrowed a speedboat, estimated the location, and gave chase. And surprisingly, he caught up. The impact Zhao Jing felt was from Liu Yue's tackle. Liu Yue jumped onto the small boat, revealed his identity, and prepared to search. But the boat was indeed carrying illicit goods, not just Zhao Jing, but also firearms, cash, and drugs. The people on board belonged to the Dacheng Gang, a Shenzhen triad, and were planning to smuggle these guns, money, and drugs to Hong Kong by sea. If it weren't for the important items on board, requiring the crew to be on high alert, Zhao Jing might have been taken care of by these guys. After all, these gangsters couldn't resist taking a peek at a beautiful woman. Now that Liu Yue was alone, even the police had to be dealt with. The men rushed forward, armed with wooden sticks and other weapons. Liu Yue's gun wasn't on her person, so she had no choice but to use her skills, engaging in combat at the bow of the ship. Liu Yue's kung fu was truly impressive; these gangsters, though seasoned veterans, couldn't withstand more than a few rounds before she knocked them to the ground, incapacitated. Liu Yue smiled disdainfully, lifted the curtain, and entered the cabin. The cabin wasn't large, and there wasn't anything particularly conspicuous. Liu Yue knew this type of ship had a cargo hold underneath, and as she was about to open the cargo hold door, a gust of cold wind blew in. Liu Yue twisted her body, dodging a sneak attack with a stick, and kicked out with her foot as she turned. The solid kick sent the attacker tumbling and crashing into the cabin wall. At that moment, Liu Yue felt a tightness under her foot; a rope had wrapped around her leg. The cabin was chaotic, and Liu Yue's powerful turn, while giving her a powerful kick, also caused her to lose her balance, and her foot became entangled in a bunch of ropes. Before Liu Yue could break free of the ropes, the warehouse lid suddenly opened, the thick wooden lid slamming into her head as she bent down to untie the ropes. A moment of dizziness affected her fighting ability. A man rushed out of the warehouse and struck Liu Yue on the head with a club, knocking her unconscious. When Liu Yue awoke, she was already bound by ropes.
She had been wearing a pink tracksuit, the top of which was small, showing off her long, beautiful legs. Now, her top had been removed, revealing a tight-fitting white sports bra that made her ample breasts even more alluring. Her hands were bound behind her back, her wrists, elbows, and upper arms tied with rope. Excess rope was wrapped around her body, making her arms appear as one with her body, further emphasizing her already impressive breasts. Her sports pants were still on, but they had been pulled down to her calves, revealing several large, dark handprints on her white, seamless silk panties. Liu Yue's feet were tied to a hook in the warehouse. Although she was huddled in a corner with her legs bent, her beautiful figure and snow-white skin, along with her sexy tank top and underwear, were incredibly alluring. Under these circumstances, Liu Yue had no choice but to comply. Facing the lecherous stares of several men around her, Liu Yue, gagged, was furious. At this moment, one of the men, who seemed to be the leader, came down and said, "Put this vixen in that bag and throw her in a corner. After we're done, we'll have two beauties for us to enjoy." The men laughed loudly, rubbing Liu Yue's anus as they stuffed her into the bag. Liu Yue's struggling bottom was slapped hard, finally quieting her down.
Liu Yue was furious. She truly hated that her martial arts skills weren't up to par. If she had practiced more regularly, perhaps she wouldn't be in this mess today. Now she was trapped, bound so tightly, gagged, stuffed in a bag, and being molested. Who knew what the future held?
Liu Yue was pondering how to escape her predicament when the sounds of fighting outside gave her hope.
Li Xiaoran boarded the boat. It was quite a coincidence; after arriving in Shenzhen, Li Xiaoran rented a room and wandered around aimlessly. One day, while playing at the beach, he discovered he couldn't swim. For a while, he practiced swimming at sea. Knowing martial arts, he learned quickly, becoming quite proficient in swimming after just one day. However, Li Xiaoran always felt he was lacking something and wanted to develop true swimming skills, so he swam further out to sea. That morning, after swimming quite a distance, he spotted this suspicious small boat. The people on board didn't seem to be fishing, and they all appeared to know some martial arts. Curious, Li Xiaoran swam over to them and, from their fragmented conversation, learned that these guys were no good.
Since they weren't good people, Li Xiaoran had no qualms about attacking. The Dacheng Gang members on the ship were no match for Li Xiaoran now, but he still exercised restraint, not going on a killing spree despite his achievements in cultivation. In less than a minute, all the Dacheng Gang members on the ship were in a deep coma. After dealing with the people on the ship, Li Xiaoran went into the cargo hold. Earlier, he had overheard the people on the ship talking about capturing two beautiful women and some firearms and other items. Li Xiaoran wasn't interested in the women; in Shenzhen, there were countless job seekers and laborers, and one could find all kinds of representative beauties from all over China here. If he wanted to pursue these women, with his current appearance and strength, he could easily win them over openly. What interested him most were the firearms. Li Xiaoran was a man, and he had a great fondness for firearms that were strictly prohibited in China. In his entire life, he had only fired a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and a few rounds of a Type 54 pistol during military training. Getting his hands on some firearms would certainly excite him.
Li Xiaoran entered the warehouse; the darkness had no effect on him. A movable bag inside was conspicuous; Li Xiaoran could see one end of the bag rising and falling with the breathing of the person inside. The other end was attached to a hook in the warehouse, bound haphazardly with several ropes, revealing the woman's shapely figure inside.
However, none of this mattered to Li Xiaoran. He walked over and pried open the largest box. Inside was another woman. Seeing this woman, Li Xiaoran immediately became excited. This method of binding was incredibly alluring, a stimulation that would make any man's nose bleed. The beautiful woman inside was wearing a black suit, the kind often worn by urban white-collar workers. The suit was somewhat deformed by the tight bindings, revealing a large-collared white shirt underneath. The ropes binding her chest caused the buttons of the suit jacket to pop open, revealing her ample bosom—a sight that would make one dizzy. The incredibly alluring view beneath the skirt tied around her waist, subtly concealed by flesh-colored stockings, was further enhanced by the white ropes that accentuated her shapely, slender legs. A gag was tied around her mouth to prevent the gag from being expelled, tape was taped under her nose, and a blindfold was tightly fastened. There seemed to be something in her ears as well. This girl could only breathe through her small nostrils, a sight that made any man want to pamper her.
This was the second time Li Xiaoran had witnessed such a seductive scene; it was truly a test of a real man. However, Li Xiaoran knew these were all troublesome matters; he could deal with them later. Now, he needed to check the guns. He opened several boxes nearby, revealing over a dozen Type 56 fully automatic submachine guns and Type 54 pistols, along with some grenades and a large quantity of ammunition. These weapons made Li Xiaoran's mouth water; in the city, this would undoubtedly be considered heavy firepower.
Li Xiaoran ignored the two bound beauties, went to the wheelhouse, and steered the boat towards the shore where he often practiced swimming. Thirty minutes later, Li Xiaoran reached the shore, a secret base he had painstakingly built. When Li Xiaoran arrived in Shenzhen, cultivating in his rented apartment was inconvenient, so he had been searching for a suitable location nearby. During his cultivation, he had also learned several rudimentary formations from the "Turning Dragon and Subduing Tiger Fist" manual, which proved useful. He dug a cave in a mountainous area near Shenzhen, concealing the entrance with formations—this was for his cultivation. The long coastline was also a good place. Li Xiaoran spent a month digging a tunnel into a hillside along the coast.
He moved all the guns from the boat inside, along with the drugs and cash. Having dealt with everything, Li Xiaoran sailed back out to sea; the two beautiful women inside needed rescuing. Zhao
Jing felt the box being opened, and the cool breeze made her feel much better from being tightly bound. The feeling of bewilderment in the silent darkness was actually quite subtle; Zhao Jing had actually begun to like it. This felt very similar to the helpless bondage she usually experienced. If it weren't for the disgusting impression of those men taking advantage of her when she was first tied up, this experience could truly be considered a new kind of thrill. She just didn't understand why the person who opened the box didn't intend to untie her. After what seemed like an eternity, someone finally began to loosen her restraints.
Li Xiaoran was dismissive of the ropes; with his current skills, he could easily tear them off. But somehow, he slowly untied the tightly bound knots, as if it were a kind of enjoyment. Li Xiaoran removed Zhao Jing's blindfold, revealing her beautiful, long-lashed eyes. Next, he slowly tore off the tape and untied the cloth strip binding her mouth. With the cloth strip removed, the girl seemed unable to spit out the wad of cloth. Li Xiaoran carefully tugged at it; it was stuffed very tightly. When he finally pulled it all out, Li Xiaoran couldn't believe that such a wad of cloth could have been stuffed into that beautiful woman's cherry-like mouth.
After her blindfold was removed, it took Zhao Jing a while to adjust before she could clearly see the man in front of her. He was tall and quite handsome. Watching him gently untie her restraints was rather endearing, and Zhao Jing blushed. After all, her current appearance was indeed indecent, and she felt quite embarrassed. By the time Li Xiaoran had completely untied the incredibly complicated ropes binding Zhao Jing, both of them were drenched in sweat. Zhao Jing's body was sore and numb, and with Li Xiaoran's help, she managed to sit on a nearby box.
Li Xiaoran then began to untie Liu Yue. Instead of thanking Li Xiaoran after being untied, this feisty policewoman grabbed a board and gave the still unconscious Da Cheng gang member a good beating before returning. This made Li Xiaoran furious. Zhao Jing hadn't expected to run into her friend Liu Yue here, and she witnessed the miserable state of this usually strong-willed girl. At this moment, Liu Yue also remembered the dark handprints on her white vest and white underwear, and her pretty face turned bright red.
Li Xiaoran was the first to realize what was going on. He said to the two of them, "I don't know what happened between you two. I was practicing swimming and saw this boat floating here, so I came aboard out of curiosity. If there's nothing else, I have to go." "Hey, don't go," Zhao Jing and Liu Yue said in unison. Liu Yue introduced herself and found a cell phone on one of the Da Cheng Gang members on the boat to contact the police station. Li Xiaoran didn't want to get into any trouble, so he had no choice but to wait on the boat. Of course, he took a stroll around the boat occasionally and touched the helm, just in case there was anything unclear later.
After arriving at the police station, Li Xiaoran's identity and background were thoroughly investigated by the powerful police force. His clean teaching and political career meant that the police didn't give him any trouble. The police were also very curious about who had dealt with the Da Cheng Gang members and taken the stolen goods. However, rescuing two beautiful women, one of whom was a pretty policewoman in the station, was a major achievement.
Li Xiaoran explained that after leaving his job, he made some money trading goods between Harbin and Shenzhen. With the capital, he planned to open a small shop here, putting his carving skills to use, combining his hobby with his work. This dispelled the police's suspicion about his long stay in Shenzhen.
Opening a carving shop was a smokescreen; after all, he needed a normal job here to cover something up. He had indeed been working on this for some time, but wasn't in a hurry, and progress was slow. At this time, a captain in the police station heard about his shop plans and became very interested. He was eager to help the man who had saved the policewoman he was trying to woo. He happened to have a friend who owned a small shop on a back street, which was difficult to rent due to its remote location. Li Xiaoran also disliked crowds, and carving required quiet, so the shop was secured at the police station. As for the paperwork, it was easy to handle in this developed city. With the help of Liu Yue and Zhao Jing, the small shop opened. The
newly opened shop was simple: a workbench and the works Li Xiaoran had carved over the past few days on the wall. However, the people who came to celebrate really liked Li Xiaoran's work. Liu Yue even picked one up and bought it on the spot. Li Xiaoran originally wanted to give it away, but at the insistence of Liu Yue and Zhao Jing, they bought it at half price.
Speaking of carving, Li Xiaoran discovered it during his cultivation. He found that this kind of work was very helpful for understanding the mental techniques and a good supplement to the practice of the dynamic movements of the Fist of the Dragon and Tiger. So, a year ago, he tried carving a few reliefs. He felt that the feeling of using breath to drive wrist movements and the energy throughout the body, the feeling of movement in stillness, was very beneficial to cultivation. Moreover, under the guidance of the Fist of the Dragon and Tiger techniques, the works that came out spontaneously after roughly sketching the image in his mind were indeed impressive. The relief
that Liu Yue bought was not a large slab, but a statue of a little boy. It was a wooden carving of a little boy playing with an airplane. The chubby little face and the focused big eyes were very expressive. More importantly, the airplane model he was playing with was similar to the J-20 fighter jet that China recently tested. When Liu Yue put the wooden carving on his office desk, it attracted a lot of attention from his colleagues.
Li Xiaoran never expected that his Xiaoran Woodcarving Studio, which he set up for practicing martial arts, would make money. Especially the on-site carving based on customer requests, which he started at Liu Yue's suggestion, became very popular. Many urban white-collar workers came to the studio through friends' introductions, sculpting their quirky ideas. In no time, Xiao Ran Woodcarving Studio became quite well-known among urban professionals. Of course, Xiao Ran Woodcarving had another characteristic: the sculptures were all made of pure wood, without any paint. Instead, Xiao Ran used the internal energy cultivated through practicing the Emei Spring and Autumn Technique to polish them. This gave the works a rough appearance, yet a luster and feel rarely found in other woods. After this process, any wood sculpture could maintain its quality for a long time, without the tendency to crack like other woods.
Now that Li Xiao Ran had a public job, the nights were his domain. This day, once the studio's work was running smoothly, he finally had some free time. That evening, Li Xiao Ran packed his things, ate a quick bite at home, and headed straight out of the city. Readers would know he was going to see the firearms he had been eagerly anticipating.
The coastline remained tranquil. At Li Xiaoran's pace, it only took two hours for her to sit properly in the secret chamber. Speaking of which, I must mention the array. Li Xiaoran was merely a half-baked cultivator, having only access to two cultivation manuals: one for internal cultivation and the other for martial arts. Logically, she shouldn't have encountered anything related to arrays. However, as everyone knows, in worldly cultivation, the biggest fear is causing a stir. Therefore, all cultivation manuals contain minor arrays to conceal one's cultivation. Of course, these arrays are generally useless against cultivators, but they are very effective at hiding a cultivator's actions. For example, the Earth-Solidifying Technique within the Five Elements Array. This array can harden ordinary soil, making it difficult to destroy. This allows cultivators to use it when the soil is unsuitable for building a cave. The one Li Xiaoran built on the coast used this array. Its sturdiness ensured the cave wouldn't collapse due to natural phenomena like tides, strong winds, or torrential rains. There's also a water-repelling array to ensure the cave's dryness; a Heavenly Gang array to absorb some of the powerful attacks unintentionally generated during cultivation; a Maze Array to conceal the cave's entrance and passages, preventing mortals outside the cultivation site from detecting it; a Sound-Touching Array to achieve a silent effect, and so on.
Li Xiaoran could use these arrays after mastering the first level of the Dragon-Turning Tiger-Subduing Fist. After the first application, opening a cave in a bustling city was incredibly easy. For example, Li Xiaoran spent a single night digging a cave of over seventy square meters beneath his rented shop. He dug it a hundred meters straight down from his workbench, following a two-bedroom, one-living-room layout. He didn't even need to transport the soil; Li Xiaoran simply shoveled it onto the four walls. In other words, he built it by sheer force, breaking through the earth. Soil that seemed difficult to compress was no problem for Li Xiaoran now.
There were five large boxes of ammunition, one containing over a dozen AKs and thirty Type 54 pistols, and the other four boxes containing two boxes of pistol ammunition and two boxes of AK ammunition. Li Xiaoran didn't linger. She tied the five boxes together with the thick rope she had brought, hoisted them onto her back, and left. Given Li Xiaoran's current skills, the weight of the five boxes wasn't a problem, but their size was simply too large. Moreover, carrying these five boxes would certainly attract attention, and if someone saw her, it would be troublesome. So, Li Xiaoran waited by the roadside at the entrance to Shenzhen, her gleaming eyes fixed on both sides of the road. Although it was already 11 PM, the traffic was still constant. Around 1 AM, the traffic thinned considerably, and Li Xiaoran easily rushed into a car, knocked the driver unconscious, and tore off the license plate. After transporting the five boxes to their destination, Li Xiaoran drove the car to a secluded corner. Just as she was about to place the license plate and 10,000 yuan in front of the driver, wake him up with acupressure, and speed away, she noticed another large box in the truck's cargo bed. Curious, Li Xiaoran listened inside—it was a person!
Li Xiaoran used her inner energy to lift the lid of the box, and inside was indeed a young woman. The girl's legs were bound together, her thighs and calves also tied with rope, the excess rope wrapping around her body, forming an "n" shape. Her hands were stretched forward and tied to either side of her calves, her fingers tightly bound with duct tape. A rope around her neck wrapped forward between her legs, down her buttocks, and tied to a rope at her lower back. Her mouth was gagged with a cloth and taped over it. Her eyes were covered, and she lay there curled up in a ball. As if sensing something, she turned her head blankly and began to moan loudly. Li Xiaoran realized this seemed to be a case of human trafficking, and he had inadvertently caught her red-handed. Li Xiaoran cut the ropes binding the girl with a knife, tore off the duct tape from her hands, and then ran away. The girl removed the blindfold herself, took the gag out of her mouth, and found herself alone. The young woman quickly got out of the car and went to check on the driver. Seeing him unconscious in the driver's seat, she didn't quite understand what had happened, but she knew she had been rescued.
This woman, named Hu Yu, was a university student at Shenzhen University. That day, she went shopping alone and, tired, randomly ordered a cold drink from a small alleyway. She was then drugged and, when she woke up, found herself tightly bound, her mouth gagged, her eyes blindfolded, and her ears stuffed with cotton. She was helplessly carried around like that. Thinking back on her situation, she was terrified. Who knew what her fate would have been if she hadn't been rescued? Being sold to a remote mountain village would have been lucky; if she had been transported abroad and forced into prostitution, she would have had no choice but to endure it all. Hu Yu grew increasingly angry and found the driver's phone on him, calling the police. To prevent the driver from waking up before the police arrived, she went to the back of the car, connected the ropes binding her to the driver, and tied him up tightly before feeling relieved. The next day, Shenzhen police announced the cracking of a heinous human trafficking case. More than a dozen people were involved, and over three years, they had drugged and kidnapped more than thirty young women – a truly heinous crime.
Li Xiaoran didn't care about that; now that he had the gun, he was going to have some fun with it. Although he had never handled an AK before, he had learned a lot through the internet and related books. After an hour of working on it, he could disassemble and reassemble the AK. He wiped off the gun oil and loaded the magazine. The heavy feeling was incredibly satisfying. After setting up a soundproofing array, he fired at the homemade target on the wall. The shock, the bouncing of the gun, the flying shell casings – it was exhilarating.
It wasn't until after eight in the morning that Li Xiaoran finally calmed down, meditated for a while, and prepared to open for business. There wasn't much work that day; Li Xiaoran finished the carvings he had ordered a few days ago. With nothing else to do, he picked up a piece of wood and started carving casually.

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