16: Learning Kung Fu

Night fell.

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(1,000 words censored here)

The Little Security Guard was radiant and full of energy; with a kip-up, he jumped down.

He went outside to study the 【Summon Spirit Stones】.

It was already the middle of the night.

In the past, the Little Security Guard loved to sleep in at school; if there were no classes, he would often sleep until noon.

Now, filled with spiritual power and feeling refreshed, he wouldn't feel sleepy even if he only slept for three or four hours a day.

Just as he opened the door, he caught the shadows of three great beauties sneaking away.

He shook his head and walked to the garden outside the villa to begin practicing his kung fu.

First, he studied the Mind-Cultivation Technique incantation.

Then, he locked onto a large rock in front of him and channeled his spiritual power.

"Rise!"

The rock slowly rose from the ground and hovered in mid-air.

"Cut!"

Like an invisible blade, it easily carved the rock into the shape the Little Security Guard had in mind.

"Move!"

The rock moved in the direction the Little Security Guard specified.

...

Human voices drifted from afar.

"Hurry up, don't fall behind."

"The moonlight is perfect tonight, and there are few zombies on the road. We'll definitely bag those beautiful waitresses."

"When the time comes, the most beautiful one, Zhao Feiyan, will be for our big brother to enjoy, and the others will be left for us little brothers."

Ever since his spiritual power had been infused, the Little Security Guard's hearing had become better and better.

He could even hear conversations taking place hundreds of meters away.

Upon hearing the name "Zhao Feiyan," the Little Security Guard's eyes lit up.

The waitresses recruited by Bright Moon Villa were all handpicked.

Their height, weight, measurements, looks, and figures... were all one in ten thousand.

There were even strict requirements for their education, eloquence, and talents.

They had to be able to provide etiquette services, as well as accompany guests for drinks, conversation, singing, and dancing.

If there was an event, they also had to be able to perform on stage.

Was this a modern version of a brothel?

These beauties were the focus of the security guards' private discussions.

Everyone whispered that the waitresses were subject to unspoken rules.

They had to accompany the villa's big clients and do things that couldn't see the light of day.

If a pretty young waitress suddenly disappeared, everyone would notice immediately, saying she had been given as a gift to some big boss.

The company paid a high price to hire these waitresses.

An average waitress earned three to five thousand a month.

But the waitresses at Bright Moon Villa could earn an annual salary of up to a million.

If you added in the grey income, it was impossible to know exactly how much they made.

Especially Zhao Feiyan, who had arrived not long ago; she was peerless in beauty and talent, with a stunning appearance.

She was like a fairy who had walked out of a painting, with her sleeves fluttering and long ribbons drifting in the wind.

She quickly became the living signboard of Bright Moon Villa!

It was said that she was a promising talent the Li Group had scouted from a prestigious dance academy.

They had also hired a dozen professors from prestigious universities to teach her various dances.

After graduation, she studied abroad in Dongguan to learn mysterious techniques.

Upon returning, she joined the Li Group and became the leader of the service team, with a rumored annual salary of over ten million.

In the past, the Little Security Guard had been green with envy.

She was a fairy in the sky, while he was just a Little Security Guard on the ground—he could only look up to her!

But a celestial fairy like Zhao Feiyan was always surrounded by crowds.

How would she ever notice those burning eyes of the Little Security Guard behind the layers of people?

Damn it, why do all the good cabbages get trampled by pigs?

He wondered whose mouth such a good cabbage would end up in.

Why couldn't a big cabbage be sent for a handsome guy like him to trample?

But now, hehe!

It's better now; he didn't need to hunt for cabbages, as the pretty girls would throw themselves into his arms voluntarily.

Let you look down on me!

Let you treat me with disdain!

Let you be arrogant!

Now, if you want to survive, you have to come and beg me to take you in!

The Little Security Guard couldn't help but smile; this group of thieves had provided him with a valuable opportunity...

With a leap, relying on his spiritual power, the Little Security Guard vaulted over the three-meter-high courtyard wall and followed the group of Flower Pickers...