My absurd experiences in North America over the years

In the Los Angeles afternoon, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled shadows on the living room floor.

A faint scent of essential oils filled the air, mingling with the delicate fragrance of flower petals in the room, making this small space exceptionally tranquil.

At the same time, undercurrents are surging...

Li Fu leaned against the door frame, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping across the courtyard outside the window, but in reality, he had already taken in the entire scene inside the house out of the corner of his eye.

Gal Gadot is kneeling on a yoga mat, preparing to perform a challenging backbend.

She was wearing a black, tight-fitting yoga outfit, the smooth lines of her body barely concealed beneath the fabric, especially her slender waist and full curves, which displayed amazing tension with every stretch.

As she slowly leaned back, trying to touch her heels with her hands, the fabric stretched to its limit, outlining a stunning and sensual curve.

This isn't even the most unbearable thing.

When Gadot knelt on the yoga mat, her hips and waist pointing upwards, her upper body stretched out on the ground...

That movement, combined with the full, rounded lines...

Even Li Fu, a man who had seen many storms, couldn't help but swallow hard.

This is hardly self-cultivation; it is clearly a silent and highly aggressive temptation.

Li Fu didn't consider himself a paragon of virtue, and if he continued watching, he feared he might do something unbecoming of a bodyguard.

He turned around decisively, pushed open the door and went out, standing in the yard to get some fresh air.

My mind wandered to other random thoughts.

For example, Winthrop, the mysterious broker, and the local Mexican gang helped him suppress his inexplicable inner turmoil.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Gadot's voice rang out from inside the room.

"Li, come here for a moment."

The window behind him was pushed open, revealing Gadot's slightly sweaty face.

Regardless of who she is or what her status is, it must be said that her face is indeed beautiful enough.

"What's wrong?" Li Fu asked, turning around.

"Come in and help me, I'm stuck on this move," Gadot said, her voice tinged with embarrassment and a desperate plea for help.

Li Fu felt helpless and sighed inwardly, "Beauty is a curse," before turning and going inside.

"Where is it stuck?" He tried to keep his voice as calm as possible.

Gadot demonstrated, revealing that she was planning to try a variation of the "camel pose," with her upper body almost parallel to the ground, creating a breathtaking reverse arch shape.

But it's impossible to do it no matter what.

Fine beads of sweat would appear on her forehead, and her cheeks would flush red from the blood rushing to her face, making her look both delicate and charming.

"How can I help?" Li Fu had some knowledge of yoga.

It is estimated that six of the seven orifices are open.

"My core strength is insufficient, I can't hold on, can you help me press down on my hips, or... support my back?" Gadot said breathlessly.

Li Fu wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he could hear a subtle hint of coquetry in her tone.

"Okay, I'll give it a try," he replied, stepped forward, and knelt on one knee beside her.

Then he reached out and firmly pressed down on her hip bone, where the muscles and bones were taut like a hard bow, but the skin was soft as cotton, and the sensation through the fabric was quite unusual.

With his help, things went much more smoothly for Gadot.

However, this move is really difficult and requires constant attempts.

"Keep breathing, don't hold your breath," Li Fu whispered, leaning forward slightly.

He used one hand to stabilize her hips and the other hand to support her lower back, providing upward support.

The two were extremely close, close enough that he could clearly see the fine downy hair on her neck and feel the subtle sensation of her full breasts brushing against his arm as she rose and fell with her breath.

This contact is not like a raging fire that spreads instantly, but rather a slow, penetrating "teasing."

It tests a person's willpower more than direct temptation.

"What you're doing... is very dangerous," Li Fu suddenly said, his voice a little hoarse.

Gadot maintained the pose, turning her head to the side, her azure eyes full of confusion. "You mean this pose? I'm very flexible, I won't get hurt."

Li Fu was somewhat speechless. "The danger I'm referring to isn't the action itself."

"What does that mean?" Gadot was even more confused.

Li Fu was speechless again. Damn it, she was completely unaware of her own beauty and charm?

That's absolutely impossible.

"Your attire, this... well, showing yourself off, and then asking me for assistance, is... torture for a normal man."

Gadot paused for a moment, then gave a faint smile.

"Really? I thought you were so detached from worldly desires, impervious to fire and water!"

She looked at the man in front of her, who was usually as rigid as a stone, and her tone was both teasing and proud.

At that moment, Li Fu vaguely guessed what had happened.

She did it on purpose.

"I have to warn someone to be careful not to get burned."

"I'm being very careful," Gadot scoffed, trying to intimidate the other party with her presence. "Don't blame me for not warning you, I was a combat instructor when I served in the National Defense Forces, so don't get any funny ideas."

"Is that so?" Li Fu chuckled. He didn't let go of her hand. Instead, he subtly withdrew his support the moment Gadot tried to get up.

At the same time, I gently pressed an acupoint on her lower back with my finger.

That was the core support point of the human body's waist and abdomen. When disturbed by external force, Gadot's originally taut muscles instantly went limp, and she fell backward uncontrollably.

She landed right in Li Fu's arms.

"You..." Gadot's face was flushed, whether from practicing yoga or for some other reason was unclear.

Li Fu put his arm around her waist and supported her steadily. Their posture was extremely ambiguous, almost like they were dancing a close-up dance.

In his view, a so-called coach cannot last more than three rounds against a real killing machine.

But I definitely can't say that out loud.

He looked at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his, and could clearly see her chest heaving with her heavy breathing, as well as the shyness and helplessness in her eyes.

The temptation is immense.

Li Fu's Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly.

The world-renowned beauty certainly has something special about her.

He immediately released his grip, stood up as if electrocuted, took a step back, and increased the distance between them.

"I'm sorry," his voice was a little hoarse, trying to be as emotionless as possible, "your technique wasn't correct, I... I was just trying to correct it..."

He made up an excuse.

Gadot sat up from the yoga mat, her chest still heaving, the blush on her cheeks still lingering.

I don't know if it was because of the exercise just now, or because of that sudden, oppressive close contact.

She glared at Li Fu, opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end just pursed her lips.

Then he turned his head to one side.

A subtle awkwardness hung in the air...

There was also an indescribable heat.

Li Fu took a deep breath, forcing himself to look away from the extremely alluring woman in front of him.

"You've been practicing for a long time, take a break first."

He left those words behind, turned and left the gym to get some fresh air in the yard, where he could even hear his own slightly rapid heartbeat.

Damn it, this tests one's willpower more than any dangerous mission.

As dusk fell, twilight descended.

The lights of Los Angeles gradually came on.

Li Fu changed into a set of casual black clothes for easy movement, and then checked the pistol he was carrying.

The cold, mechanical parts were laid out before me.

He sat at the table, focused intently, his fingers moving and assembling the parts of the Glock pistol as if they were alive.

Wiping, oiling, and calibrating—every movement is precise and fluid, exuding a fatal elegance.

Just as he loaded the last bullet into the magazine.

Gadot walked in.

She leaned against the door frame, having changed out of her yoga clothes and into a fitted T-shirt and jeans.

"Don't make me work overtime tonight, I have to go out," Li Fu looked up at her.

Gadot crossed her arms and watched intently as Li Fu skillfully inserted the assembled pistol into the holster behind his waist.

"where are you going?"

Her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible tension and curiosity.

"Don't ask me that," Li Fu replied without turning his head, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about going to the supermarket. "Just stay home and don't wander around."

"I want to go too," Gadot suddenly said, her tone carrying an undeniable air of willfulness. "I'm practically moldy from staying in this apartment all day."

"No," Li Fu refused decisively, then looked at her with an unyielding gaze, "The place I'm going to is a mixed bag, with all sorts of people. My job is to protect you, not to take you on adventures."

"Do you think I'll be a burden to you? Please, I used to be a soldier too," Gadot said defiantly, raising her chin. Her pride made her unable to tolerate being looked down upon. "Don't worry, I can protect myself in case of an emergency, and I can even help you."

Li Fu stopped what he was doing and asked in an extremely calm tone, "Is that so?"

"What kind of attitude is that?" Gadot raised an eyebrow.

"Since you're so confident, then let me see just how capable the elite of the Israel Defense Forces really are," Li Fu was determined to make her realize the harsh reality.

A glint flashed in Gadot's eyes, and without saying a word, she immediately took Li Fu back to the gym.

She assumed a standard fighting stance, her eyes sharpening as she did so.

As a former combat instructor, she is very confident in herself.

Li Fu didn't even put on any airs; he just stood there casually.

It wasn't that he was arrogant, but rather that he was well aware of the natural differences between men and women in combat, especially since he was a former elite soldier.

A king of soldiers who crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Gadot launched the first attack, sending a sharp straight punch straight toward Li Fu's face.

She was aware of the physical differences between men and women, so she gave it her all.

Li Fu simply tilted his head slightly and easily dodged it.

Immediately afterwards, no matter how fast Gadot's combination punches or tricky leg techniques were, Li Fu was always able to neutralize them perfectly with the slightest movement.

His figure was like a ghost, always slipping away from her at an unbelievable angle just when she thought he was about to hit her.

In less than a minute, Gadot was already panting heavily, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and her attack seemed really child's play to Li Fu.

There is a significant difference between the two sides in terms of reaction speed and absolute speed of the body.

"There's no need to try anymore!" Li Fu's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a sense of finality.

He stepped forward and, before Gadot could react, grabbed her wrist and pulled her along, his other hand already pressed against her throat.

The movements were clean and crisp, without any unnecessary frills.

With just one move, Galdo's entire body stiffened, and she was unable to move.

"What exactly is your background?"

She was extremely shocked.

She did have encounters with male soldiers during her service.

She knew she was no match for Li Fu, but the vast difference in skill was still unacceptable to her.

In Li Fu's view, her attack was probably no different from a fight between kindergarten children.

If it were a real life-or-death struggle, I would have died long ago.

"You don't need to worry too much. I've practiced martial arts since I was a child, and there are some natural differences between men and women in combat," Li Fu said without answering her question, offering only a few words of comfort.

Gadot's face turned pale and then red, a wave of frustration washing over her, almost overwhelming her.

Such consolation may be more akin to humiliation.

"I'm a very accurate shot."

Stubborn as she was, she was still somewhat unwilling, her voice trembling slightly.

Li Fu didn't say anything, but simply picked up his already assembled Glock from the table and quickly disassembled it into parts.

"Assemble it within thirty seconds, draw your gun and aim. If you can do that, I'll consider taking you with me."

His fastest pistol disassembly and assembly time is less than 17 seconds.

Including aiming the gun, it takes a maximum of 18 seconds.

Thirty seconds is extremely slow for the most skilled players.

Besides, it's just assembly.

Gadot gritted her teeth and picked up the parts on the table.

She was no stranger to firearms, but assembling them so quickly, and competing in speed, was a considerable challenge for her.

Li Fu stood there quietly, watching.

Thirty seconds later.

"Time's up," he said calmly.

Gadot had just finished assembling the pistol when she heard this, and her body stiffened. She was just a hair's breadth away from it.

However, she was still unconvinced.

"I don't believe you can do it so easily."

She hadn't assembled firearms in a long time and was a bit rusty.

"Believe it or not, I can disassemble and reassemble faster than you," Li Fu said calmly, looking at Gadot.

"I don't believe it," Gadot shook her head resolutely.

"Alright, start the timer," Li Fu said without further ado and immediately began the demonstration.

His movements were quick and skillful.

Gadot was somewhat dumbfounded.

The assembly and disassembly process took only nineteen seconds.

Then he pointed the gun directly at himself.

She looked up at the dark muzzle of the gun in Li Fu's hand and had to admit a cruel reality.

Whether in hand-to-hand combat or firearms, there is an insurmountable chasm between them.

"Are you convinced now?"

Li Fu holstered his pistol, released the safety, and put it away.

Gadot stood there blankly, her eyes reddening, not because she felt wronged, but because for the first time she had so clearly realized the gap between herself and a truly strong person.

Li Fu didn't mean to discourage her; he just wanted her to face reality and stop making unreasonable demands to take her there.

She's good at dealing with some homeless people or drug addicts.

When facing a true expert, they are no match at all.

As Gadot watched Li Fu's departing figure, a complex emotion quietly welled up within her.

Even the most strong-willed women may secretly hope to meet someone stronger than themselves, to conquer him, or to be conquered by him.