He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

When Chen Xue's police car appeared at the alley entrance, Yang Jiulang and Li Xiaoli quickly separated and stood up.

The car door opened, and two male police officers stepped out first. They were burly and had walkie-talkies clipped to their waists.

Finally, Chen Xue jumped off the car, bracing herself against the door with one hand. Her boots slammed onto the ground, crushing the bloodthirsty ants.

"Holy crap, this woman is amazing!" Lee Hyori couldn't help but exclaim in admiration when she saw Chen Xue.

Chen Xue wasn't wearing her regular uniform today; she had changed into a black training outfit, her tactical vest emphasizing her curves. She had broad shoulders and smooth, muscular arms, but her waist was ridiculously thin. Like those female trainers in the gym who specialize in training glutes and legs, she wore a quick-drying T-shirt tucked into her belt under her jacket, and her training pants were stretched taut by her thighs and buttocks.

Looking at her features, although they are not delicate, her cool almond-shaped eyes, straight nose, full lips, and standard oval face all indicate a beauty with a strong bone structure.

Her eyes held a sharp, scrutinizing gaze, like an eagle eyeing a rabbit. Combined with her height of over 1.7 meters, she exuded an overwhelming aura of power, making it difficult to look directly at her.

"Isn't this Wing Chun's Yang Jiulang?" Chen Xue walked over, a playful look in her eyes. She stood opposite Yang Jiulang, looked him up and down, and frowned slightly. "Were you this tall last time... this...?"

Yang Jiulang chuckled and said, "Inspector Chen has a really good memory. Maybe you were hunched over from the beating that day and didn't see it clearly."

Chen Xue hummed in agreement, not dwelling on it, and glanced at the tall, slender, and beautiful girl beside him: "Are you in a relationship?"

Yang Jiulang quickly shook his head: "No, no, this is my cousin, she's from our hometown."

Lee Hyori secretly pursed her lips.

Chen Xue nodded, then looked at the old residential building behind her: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Yang Jiulang immediately put on an indignant expression and gently pushed Li Xiaoli forward: "My cousin and her friends were tricked into coming to Dongguan to work on QQ a while ago. They were promised room and board and a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan, but when they arrived, their money was stolen. We investigated for several days and finally found this hideout."

"Investigate?" Chen Xue's eyes sharpened.

"Search, keep searching." Yang Jiulang quickly changed his words.

Lee Hyori lowered her head obediently, biting her lip and remaining silent. She naturally possessed a striking, wild beauty, and now, forcing down her hurt feelings, she truly resembled a factory worker who had been swindled out of all her savings.

Chen Xue glanced at the bloodstains on the two of them, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "And then, you two did it yourselves?"

"We originally came here to reason with them," Yang Jiulang sighed, "but as soon as we walked in, more than a dozen people surrounded us and tried to beat us up. My cousin has been practicing Sanda since she was a child, and as for me... you know, Wing Chun, so I defended myself."

"Self-defense," Chen Xue emphasized, a half-smile playing on her lips, "facing more than a dozen people? And you didn't hurt yourself?"

"It's alright, it's alright."

Chen Xue ignored him, turned around, waved her hand, and kicked open the door with two male police officers, rushing inside.

The sight inside the room made the three policemen gasp simultaneously.

A dozen or so thugs lay sprawled on the ground, some howling with their arms wrapped around their bodies, others curled up like shrimp clutching their stomachs, and two with faces swollen like pigs' heads, desperately trying to shrink into a corner. The computer screen was still lit, with QQ chat windows flashing incessantly, the chat content obscene and offensive: some were luring factory girls to Dongguan, some were tricking college students into online shopping scams, and others were impersonating law enforcement officials to scare the elderly.

Gao Shizhao lay sprawled on a tattered sofa, his face bruised and swollen, mumbling incoherently, "Stop hitting me...stop hitting me...I'll pay you..."

Chen Xue slowly turned her head and looked at Yang Jiulang.

Yang Jiulang immediately raised his hands: "Self-defense, legitimate self-defense, they attacked first."

"What?" Chen Xue frowned. "Did you record another video?"

"Huh?" Yang Jiulang was taken aback: "I forgot."

Chen Xue turned her head and looked at the miserable 30-square-meter room, her heart pounding with emotion.

"More than a dozen people, beaten up like this by just two people~" Chen Xue's voice was eerily calm.

"Wing Chun is powerful and fierce..." Yang Jiulang said, forcing himself to speak.

Chen Xue didn't reply, but went inside and looked around. She squatted down to examine Gao Shizhao's injuries—his nose was broken, two front teeth were missing, and at least three ribs were fractured, but none of them were life-threatening. The other thugs were in similar condition, all suffering from excruciating but non-life-threatening superficial injuries.

"You were quite careful with your strength." Chen Xue stood up, her voice surprisingly tinged with admiration. "You knew where to hit to hurt, but you didn't kill anyone."

Lee Hyori shrank back behind Yang Gulang guiltily.

Chen Xue walked to the computer, bent down and looked at the chat history for a few minutes, her expression growing increasingly grim. She straightened up and said to the male police officer at the door, "Call someone; this case is bigger than we thought."

The male police officer immediately took out his phone and went outside.

Yang Jiulang, with a fawning smile, leaned closer and asked, "Officer Chen, can these people be sentenced?"

"The amount of fraud is huge, and it was an organized crime..." Chen Xue glanced at him. "It's very serious. Why are you asking this?"

"Well," Yang Jiulang rubbed his hands, "we're afraid of retaliation. If they come looking for trouble, we'll be in big trouble. We need to buy train tickets and go back to our hometown right away. We'll never come to this deceitful place again."

Chen Xue saw through Yang Jiulang's act of feigning helplessness at a glance and sneered, "Don't worry, my preliminary estimate is that these people are involved in a wide range of cases and have a terrible impact. You won't have a chance to meet again for at least ten years."

Yang Jiulang was secretly delighted and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Chen Xue added, "Unless you go in."

"Ah?...No need then," Yang Jiulang chuckled awkwardly. "Well, Chen sir, if there's nothing else, we'll head out now. My stomach hurts."

"Isn't there a toilet here?" Chen Xue looked around.

One of the thugs lying on the ground quickly tried to take credit: "Yes, behind the cabinet, it's a bit dirty."

Yang Jiulang felt a chill run down his spine: "Inspector Chen, it wasn't pulled, it was kicked."

Chen Xue smiled slightly and waved her hand, "Forget it, I won't take you to give statements anymore, you can go!"

Just as the two were about to retreat, Yang Jiulang suddenly asked again, being the cheeky leader, "Boss, is there any reward or anything for our actions in assisting in cracking down on a major fraud ring?"

"Is it a prize or a reward?" Chen Xue asked.

"Anything is fine."

Chen Xue smiled, revealing her first smile of the day, her teeth dazzlingly white. "Alright, come back to the station with me to give a statement. While you're at it, give a detailed account of how you 'investigated for several days,' how you 'found the hideout,' and how you 'acted in self-defense.' I'll write you a certificate of merit myself."

Yang Jiulang's smile froze: "Never mind, never mind. Doing good deeds anonymously is like Lei Feng."

He pulled Lee Hyori up and left.

"Yang Jiulang," Chen Xue called out from behind.

Yang Jiulang turned around.

Chen Xue stood in the dim light, half her face illuminated by the blue-green flashes of the computer screen, her eyes still sharp: "Next time you fight, fucking go easy on me, or I'll take this seriously, you know what I mean!"

Yang Jiulang paused, realizing that Chen Xue was helping them. He nodded heavily, pulled Li Xiaoli to stand properly side by side, and they both gave her a standard two bows to her parents.

Chen Xue frowned and waved impatiently at them.

Yang Jiulang grabbed Lee Hyori and ran away in a flash.

I just went out.

The system beeped.

[Ding! Chen Xue's favorability +10, currently at 20.]

Yang Jiulang thought to himself, "Indeed, the higher the level of a woman, the harder she is to cultivate. This Sister Chen Xue, she's only scored 20 points twice already, and she's still just a passerby."

Sigh~, it's still easier to get a young, attractive woman.

The two walked out of the alley. Lee Hyori put her arm around Yang Gulang's arm, gently pinched his waist, and said angrily, "Honey, you're not a drama god, but you act so well. How dare you call others fraudsters?"

Yang Jiulang chuckled: "Keep a low profile~ Look at our jackal and leopard-like appearances, how can we develop if we're not a little sneaky~"

When praised, Lee Hyori shyly turned her head away, her smile stretching to her ears.

Yang Jiulang stared at that alluring expression, looked around to make sure no one was in front or behind, and quickly groped Lee Hyori's firm buttocks.

Lee Hyori was startled and exclaimed in a low voice, "Oh dear, honey, we're outside!"

"Then hurry home, hurry, hurry!"