Chen Ke had finished his disguise.
He wore a floral dress, put on a wig, and his Adam's apple was concealed with makeup applied by Xu Mo to make it less noticeable.
In pursuit of perfect detail, Chen Ke even stuffed two steamed buns into his clothes.
From any angle, he looked just like a young woman.
The other police officers had also changed into plain clothes and were equipped with their service weapons.
Everything was ready, just waiting for the right moment.
Once the time came, they would head out to conduct their sting operation at the location where Xu Mo predicted the human traffickers would likely strike.
...
Nine o'clock at night.
In the old district.
A van was parked in a dark alley, with four men inside and a dirty, pitiful-looking little girl.
The four men each held masks of the Four Pilgrimage Brothers, ready to put them on before getting out to kidnap someone.
These four were the human traffickers the police were trying to catch.
As for the dirty little girl, she was their tool to lure other girls into the alley.
The van they were sitting in was the same one Xu Mo had identified through traffic camera footage, though out of caution, the traffickers had switched to another fake license plate.
They had many similar fake plates and would change them after each operation for safety.
The man holding the Pig Monk mask felt uneasy and looked at the others.
"I keep feeling nervous, and my right eye won't stop twitching. I hope nothing goes wrong tonight?"
"That's superstition! It's all fake - a right eye twitch is just normal muscle spasms, nothing more. Quick, don't say such unlucky things!"
"Boss, before we left you were going on about your left eye twitching, saying we'd definitely catch a prime target tonight... How come a left eye twitch means fortune but a right eye twitch is superstition? I really have a bad feeling about this! We've kidnapped so many women in three days, the police must be onto us by now. Maybe we should stop!"
"A twitching left eye meaning wealth... that's scientifically proven! But a right eye twitch meaning disaster isn't - that's just superstition!" The man holding the Tang Monk mask thought for a moment and agreed that Pig Monk had a point: "But you're right, we have been operating too frequently. The police must be targeting us by now. It's time to wrap things up. Let's do one final job tonight, then sell off all the merchandise in the warehouse. We'll take the money and lay low for a while."
His thinking was simple.
They could stop, but since they were already here, they couldn't leave empty-handed.
Even if they were going to quit, it would be after tonight's operation.
"Alright! One last job then!"
...
Meanwhile.
The police had just finished testing Chen Ke's earpiece for audio transmission.
After confirming it was working properly, Han Fei added one last reminder.
"Cover the earpiece well with the wig, don't let anyone spot it and get suspicious."
"Understood!"
"Go on then, but walk slowly, don't move too fast or we won't catch any fish."
"Don't worry, Captain Han, I know what to do."
Chen Ke set out.
He walked slowly.
Firstly, to avoid moving too quickly for the traffickers to notice him.
Secondly, because he was disguised as a woman, and to make it convincing, he had to pay attention to details like taking small steps.
When he passed by the alley, he caught the traffickers' attention just as planned.
"Boss, look at this one! How about her?"
"That figure... Perfect! She's the one. Didn't I say we'd find a prime target tonight? Get ready to move!"
"Got it..."
With that, all four men put on their masks of the Four Pilgrimage Brothers.
The next moment, a little girl's crying could be heard from the dark alley.
Chen Ke purposely glanced inside.
A little girl stood in the dark alley, and she was the source of the crying.
Behind her was a parked van.
Chen Ke recognized that van!
Despite the changed license plate, he could tell it was the same vehicle with fake plates they'd been searching for in surveillance footage.
With the van here, the traffickers must be nearby!
But what was the deal with this little girl?
Curious, Chen Ke walked into the alley.
He didn't speak, knowing his voice would reveal he was male.
The traffickers must be hiding nearby, but he wasn't sure exactly where, so he couldn't risk exposure just yet.
Almost as soon as he entered the alley, four masked men emerged from the shadows, surrounding him.
At the same time, 'Sha Monk' exclaimed: "Damn, Boss, this really is a prime catch! This girl's a real beauty!"
'Tang Monk' chuckled.
"See? I told you my twitching left eye meant we'd make money today. Was I wrong? This one will fetch a high price, quick, let's grab her and go!"
'Pig Monk,' 'Sha Monk,' and 'Monkey King' moved closer to Chen Ke, ready to grab him.
They found it strange that this girl showed no reaction to their presence...
Normally, girls in this situation would panic and start shouting "Who are you?" or "Don't come any closer!"
Some would even try to pull out their phones to call the police.
This one was oddly different, unusually so!
Not saying a word, showing no signs of fear... Was she overconfident, or had the Four Pilgrimage Brothers lost their touch?
While they were pondering this.
The "girl" they had surrounded showed a slight smirk, revealing a hint of mockery.
"Surprise, motherfucker!"
The Four Brothers: "????"
Although Chen Ke wore a floral dress, a wig, and had been disguised as a girl by Xu Mo's makeup skills.
His voice couldn't be changed.
Rough and hoarse.
Obviously male.
Before Chen Ke spoke, the Four Brothers had been thinking about how much money this beautiful girl would bring them.
But as soon as Chen Ke opened his mouth, that thought vanished instantly.
Because... this was a man! A crossdresser! Worthless to them!
"Holy crap! It's a man!?"
But what surprised the Four Brothers even more was that.
This "girl" wasn't just a crossdresser, but a police officer here to arrest them!
"Finally found you bunch of scum!" With that, Chen Ke suddenly threw a punch straight at 'Pig Monk's' face.
'Pig Monk' was stunned by the unexpected punch: "Damn it, how dare you hit me? Get him!!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
