Chapter 1: The Dragon Returns Home

  Ye Shaofeng walked out of the sauna room with a white towel wrapped around his lower body, and his body was still emitting hot white mist.

  In the dressing room, Ye Shaofeng opened his own locker and prepared to change clothes and leave.

  At this time, a woman wearing a pink low-cut cheongsam walked to the wardrobe with her hips swaying, one hand supporting the wardrobe and the other gently stroking Ye Shaofeng's robust arm, her eyes full of temptation.

  "Hey handsome, need some health services?" The woman's voice was soft and sweet, making Ye Shaofeng's whole body feel weak.

  Just now Ye Shao Feng who had just finished steaming in the sauna was feeling limp all over, and was thinking of finding someone to give him a massage. He asked: "How much does it cost?"

  "The small health preservation is eighty, the big health preservation is one hundred and two. Now it's so late, I suggest you stay overnight, if you stay overnight, there will be a discount, just three hundred." The cheongsam woman's "big health preservation" and "small health preservation" actually referred to the special services of the ladies, but Ye Shaofeng didn't understand at all.

  "I'll take care of the bill," said Ye Shaofeng, putting on his own clothes and following the girl out of the changing room.

  "Yu Xiang" Entertainment City is a large-scale entertainment center in Luyang City, although it's not the most luxurious or high-end, but it's the one with the most booming business, because here the cost is low and affordable for middle to low-end consumer groups.

  Ye Shaofeng followed the cheongsam woman up to the second floor. The woman opened the door of a private room and let Ye Shaofeng in.

  The pink light in the room added a lot of ambiguity. In the 20-square-meter room, except for a double bed and a wall-mounted TV, there was nothing else that caught the eye.

  "Sir, pay first, after you've paid I'll provide you with full service. Whatever you want, I can satisfy you." The cheongsam-clad woman said with a smile as she locked the door with one hand.

  Ye Shaofeng took out his wallet, pulled out 300 yuan and threw it at the woman, then took off his shirt and lay on the bed. His bare back revealed several scars that made one's hair stand on end.

  The woman looked at these scars and was unmoved. As a hostess here, she had long been accustomed to men with scars on their bodies.

  However, when the woman was riding on Ye Shao Feng's back and giving him a massage, she found that he not only had several knife wounds but also bullet holes!

  Ye Shaofeng felt the woman riding on his body, her weak hands gently tapping his back.

  His buttocks, rich in elasticity, were tightly attached to his body. Ye Shaofeng hadn't relaxed like this for a long time. Eight years of life as a border special forces soldier had turned this originally spirited and vigorous young man into an iron-blooded fierce general. Inside his robust physique was wrapped an even more ferocious heart!

  Ye Shaofeng closed his eyes and savored the gentle massage from the woman. This kind of peaceful life was something he had never thought of before.

  Closed eyes can still grope for that rugged years in the dark.

  Blood rain and violent anti-black operations, smoky anti-terrorism battlefield, used to the sound of gunfire, accustomed to the screaming iron-blooded men, finally can calm down now, enjoying what ordinary people think is insignificant leisure.

  At this moment, Ye Shaofeng was happy. His world was so quiet, with fewer brothers who had shared life and death with him, and no more nightmares of death and stench.

  The woman lay completely on Ye Shaofeng's body, her smooth skin making Ye Shaofeng feel a thread of excitement. The first intimate contact with a woman made the iron-blooded man's face flush with redness.

  "Shall we begin, sir..." The woman said softly.

  What does "begin" mean? Ye Shaofeng had never been to a brothel and didn't know what women meant by "begin".

  Before he was eighteen years old, he was a well-behaved student in school with excellent academic performance and had the potential to be admitted to a prestigious university.

  But when he was in his third year of high school, a disaster occurred at home. His mother died in a major car accident. Ye Shaofeng, who had no father since childhood and relied on his mother for survival, lost his last relative.

  With the help of his neighbor friend, Ye Shaofeng embarked on the path of becoming a soldier. In the army, his outstanding performance made him the most dazzling special forces in the entire military.

  For eight years, Ye Shaofeng followed the country's most mysterious Dragon Team Special Forces to complete hundreds of tasks, big and small. The life of gunfire and rain of bullets tempered his body into steel, and also gave him a strong and unyielding iron-blooded military heart that feared no violence.

  "Sir? What's wrong with you? First time doing a massage?" The masseuse said with a sly smile.

  Ye Shaofeng didn't say a word, his face turned even redder, he felt that there was already a reaction in his crotch, the woman's voice and physical contact stimulated a certain nerve in this iron-blooded man's body that hadn't been touched for a long time.

  "Turn over and I'll teach you..." The woman was quite enthusiastic, this kind of serious and responsible attitude towards customers is worth learning from in all industries.

  Ye Shao's lower body was already exposed and couldn't be hidden anymore. How could he turn over, lying on the bed, motionless.

  "Come on, don't be shy. After this first time, you'll want to do it again, and next time, come find me." As she spoke, the woman helped Ye Shaofeng roll over and quickly removed the towel covering his lower body.

  Ye Shaofeng was flustered and quickly covered himself with his hands. The woman smiled and straddled Ye Shaofeng's legs, then slowly took off her cheongsam.

  Wrap chest cheongsam, the button from the soft chest side of that grain began to open, every open a grain button, will reveal a white and smooth jade body.

  Ye Shaofeng stared blankly at the woman's body, a surge of hot blood boiling within him, as if he had heard the most primitive and instinctual roar from his own body.

  "What are you going to do?" Ye Shaofeng was stifled for half a day, and finally asked out a sentence. This sentence seemed tense, but with a hint of longing.

  "Don't be afraid, I won't eat you up. Helping you stay healthy will make you feel extremely enjoyable... Look at you, you're not young anymore, it's time to try something new..." A woman likes a man's first time just like a man likes a woman's first time, and even more intense than a man's feeling by a hundred times.

  The woman slowly leaned down, her lips pressed against Ye Shao Feng's chest, gently kissing every inch of the scars on his chest, as if trying to understand the story behind this man through these scars.

  Ye Shaofeng suddenly felt that this was very disgusting. He was already 26 years old this year and had never tasted a woman's flavor. Although he was eager, but what could be said, his first time couldn't be given to a prostitute! Moreover, as a soldier, visiting prostitutes would damage the image of the country's guardian!

  "Get out!" Ye Shaofeng's face was expressionless, his tone neither light nor heavy, making it impossible to tell whether he was angry or joking.

  "What's with the serious face... you look just like a stinky soldier. Come on... don't be shy... I'll teach you, little sister." The woman said with a sly tone.

  Ye Shaofeng didn't mind women talking like that, but her wording was very inappropriate. The phrase "stinky soldier" thoroughly enraged Ye Shaofeng.

  "Get out!" This time, Ye Shaofeng's attitude was extremely tough. If she weren't a woman, Ye Shaofeng would have already taken action.

  The woman was startled, and the passion of a moment before was scared away by a sudden loud shout.

  "Paralyzed, old turtle, I'll serve you for nothing, I curse you to never get a woman in your life!" The woman scolded and scrambled off Ye Shao Feng's body, quickly putting on her clothes, and stormed out the door.

  Ye Shaofeng sighed, got up and put on his clothes, preparing to leave.

  Just as he was about to open the door, the door was suddenly kicked open by someone outside, and Ye Shaofeng quickly dodged back a step to avoid being hit by the door panel.

  Several policemen wearing big armbands rushed in, holding batons and shouting: "Don't move, squat down!"

  Ye Shaofeng, who had been a soldier for eight years, was always obedient to orders, but at this moment, he didn't budge. The police officer's commands were contradictory. He first said not to move, then later told him to squat down, so what exactly did he want him to do?

  "Didn't you hear? Get down!" a policeman yelled fiercely.

  "What's wrong with me?" Ye Shaofeng said coldly.

  "What's wrong? Don't you know what's wrong with yourself?"

  Ye Shaofeng didn't say a word because he didn't know how to respond and even more so, didn't understand what these police were getting at.

  The several police officers at the door were also stunned, discovering that there was only Ye Shaofeng in this room, and he was still fully dressed from head to toe.

  A policeman asked: "What brings you here?"

  "Take a bath, rest."

  "What's wrong with taking a bath and resting at home on a late night like this?"

  Ye Shaofeng suddenly laughed and said: "What does this have to do with you? My legs are my own, I can go wherever I want. You're being a bit too nosy!"

  "Hey kid, your attitude is terrible!" a policeman said, walking over with his baton.

  Ye Shaofeng was still sneering, saying: "You guys are also very unconvincing. As police officers, you don't even wear your badges, and yet you have the nerve to come here and inspect the house? I've seen many fake cops like you before. How many people do you plan on extorting tonight?"

  "You... you... what the hell are you talking about? We have police badges!" The fake policeman pretended to take out a certificate and opened it, placing it in front of Ye Shaofeng.

  Ye Shaofeng took a glance and this police badge was used to deceive others, but it couldn't fool his sharp eyes. There wasn't even an embossed seal on the photo, obviously it was fake.

  Ye Shaofeng swung his hand and knocked away the other's police badge, saying: "Don't insult the police emblem here!"

  "Grass, you son of a bitch, you're getting more and more arrogant!" The fake cop closest to Ye Shao Feng yelled out loud, lifting his foot to kick Ye Shao Feng.

  Ye Shaofeng didn't dodge, instead he lifted his foot at the same time as his opponent, using the back of his heel to kick the other person's calf with great force.

  "Ka-ba!" A loud crash, the opponent thudded to the ground, curled up in a ball, clutching his calf with both hands, and wailed pitifully: "It's broken... Ah... It's broken..."

  Everyone present saw that the guy who was kicked down was clutching a small leg that was twisted to an unimaginable degree.

  Ye Shaofeng's move, from start to finish, didn't take more than two seconds. In this brief moment, his opponent's leg was actually kicked off! What kind of speed is that? What kind of power is that?!

  The several fake policemen at the door were all scared silly, having never seen anything so awesome before, and today was an eye-opener.

  At this time, a fake policeman with a mustache and sideburns noticed the commotion here, strolled over with an air of nonchalance, puffing on a cigarette, walking while exhaling clouds of smoke.

  "What's going on? Still not obedient?" The man with a goatee was pretending to be a police officer, and he was quite into the role.

  "Fei Ge... this... this kid has seen through us... and even kicked one of our own..." A younger brother whispered a few sentences in the ear of Luo Hu Zi, his voice very soft, but was completely caught by Ye Shao Feng's extremely keen hearing.

  Ye Shaofeng lazily curled his lips. Unexpectedly, after leaving here for eight years, the world has become more and more chaotic. There are all kinds of fakes, even someone dared to impersonate his mother's big-brimmed hat. In this era, people want to make black money so much that they have gone crazy, not even caring about their own lives!

  The whiskered man didn't speak, sizing up Ye Shaofeng from head to toe. Ye Shaofeng was too lazy to bother with him and didn't even give him a glance. Just as he was about to push them away and leave, the whiskered man suddenly exclaimed: "Ye Shaofeng..."