A swift and decisive victory in the early stages, a post-apocalyptic survival story in America!

Li Qi tiptoed into the room, being careful not to wake the women.

Having lost blood and exhausted his adrenaline, Li Qi only felt hungry after returning to a safe place. He went straight into the kitchen, found some food in the refrigerator, and prepared to heat it up to replenish his nutrition.

In fact, ever since he added two points to strength and endurance, he has always felt hungry.

Just as she put the food in the microwave, footsteps sounded at the top of the stairs. Nalin appeared at the top of the stairs in a brand-new, exquisite bathrobe, and casually turned on the living room light, illuminating the room brightly.

"My dear master, are you hungry? Why didn't you wake me up?" Nalin, still sleepy-eyed, came over and snuggled into Li Qi's arms, gentle and charming.

"It's too late, I'm a little hungry, I was just about to grab a bite, why are you awake?" The Persian beauty was wearing a silver-white two-piece slip dress, the outer shawl reaching her knees, while the inner slip dress barely covered half of her thighs, making her look sexy and alluring.

After the life-or-death struggle, the intense fire within Li Qi had not yet been fully unleashed.

Nalin, letting her young master take liberties with her, tried to break free to help Li Qi prepare a late-night snack: "Good master, let me prepare the food for you first..."

Li Qi refused to let go, authoritatively ordering her, "No, you have more important things to do!"

The microwave beeped, and Li Qi let out a long sigh. He leaned against the kitchen cabinet, eating bread and ham while admiring Nalin's captivating charm.

The Persian woman's expression was ingratiating and obedient, exuding an indescribable charm.

Li Qi was pleased with himself and ate his midnight snack with gusto. Feeling much better, he picked up Nalin and went straight upstairs.

Witnessing her emaciated master transform into a handsome, healthy, and radiant man in the blink of an eye, Nalin, who already had an immense fondness for Li Qi due to her religious fanaticism, became even more madly in love and infatuated.

This is a blessing from God, and a wonderful gift from our angelic master.

"Oh, my master, I suppose I am living in paradise now..." Nalin was still savoring the afterglow, and although she was overcome with drowsiness, she still refused to go to sleep.

The two held hands, but Li Qi was drowsy and waved his hand casually, not wanting to speak.

As snoring began, Nalin struggled for a long time before quietly getting up and leaving the bed.

Looking back to confirm that her master was still snoring, Nalin breathed a sigh of relief, gently closed the door, and quietly left.

Inside the room, Li Qi opened his eyes, still snoring, his gaze intense.

This beautiful Persian woman is hiding something from me!

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Police lights flashed, and the headlights of several police cars shone brightly on the apartment entrance, making it as bright as day.

As Lola walked out of the apartment building, she glanced back up and prayed that the forensic team wouldn't find any trace of Li Qi at the scene.

The incident happened suddenly, and it was impossible to clean everything up completely. It was inevitable that traces would be left behind, and if examined carefully, they would be impossible to miss.

I just hope the LAPD won't take it too seriously...

Once in the ambulance, a doctor came over to ask if she was injured and to assess her mental state.

Lola didn't dare to show her emotions too much. Fortunately, before Li Qi left, he had done enough mental preparation for her. When faced with the doctor's questions, Lola appeared very calm.

In the distance, two plainclothes detectives looked in Lola's direction.

One of them was an acquaintance of Lola's, named Julie Grace, who was a Lieutenant First Class at the Midtown Precinct of the Los Angeles Police Department.

Julie Grace comes from a family of police officers; several generations of her ancestors were police officers in Los Angeles. Julie's grandfather even held the high-ranking position of Assistant Commissioner of Police for the Los Angeles Police Department.

The two families have a long history. When Lola's father was in Los Angeles, he had a very good relationship with Julie's grandfather, and the two of them also knew each other.

Lola admired this sexy and alluring beauty from the bottom of her heart.

To reach this position at the age of thirty-five, even with the support of family resources, requires an effort, hard work, and sacrifice that most people cannot imagine.

As far as Laura knew, Julie had been shot more than once, always had the longest police leave among her colleagues, and had as many merits as she had in handling violent incidents, making her a veritable "tough girl" of the Los Angeles Police Department.

Why did my case get involved with her?

"Hi, honey, how are you? Are you alright?" After whispering a few words to her partner Hugo Barnes, who was nearly fifty, Julie came over and asked about Lola's condition.

Lola gave a wry smile and shrugged. "Hi, Julie, I was lucky I wasn't hurt. I'm curious, how did you even get involved?"

Julie gave a polite smile, put her hands behind her hips, straightened her casual suit, and said with feigned helplessness, "There's no other way. With such a big situation, the department can't allocate enough manpower, so I have to step in..."

Julie pulled a notepad from her jacket pocket and casually pressed down the pen clipped to it: "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Normally, taking statements during a case inquiry is done by uniformed officers. Julie's personal involvement shows both closeness and the importance she attaches to the case.

Lola briefly recounted the whole incident, naturally omitting Li Qi's presence.

Julie wrote quickly, her brows furrowed slightly, and the red and blue lights of police flashing on her sunglasses.

"Hmm... I'm not questioning your abilities, darling, I'm just confused. How did you manage to... well, to face five people all by yourself, and they were even armed with M4 assault rifles, and you still dared to..."

Julie, who is usually very fluent, spoke in such a way that she clearly couldn't believe the facts she had learned.

Having witnessed the scene, I was filled with admiration and shock.

The five bandits were armed to the teeth; the only part of their bodies that could cause immediate retreat was their heads.

Each person was killed instantly by a single bullet to the head; based on the analysis of the scene, it was determined that they were killed almost simultaneously.

That kind of marksmanship could never be found in Lola.

The two families were old friends, and the two had known each other since they were very young. Julie knew Laura's capabilities all too well.

His marksmanship and combat skills are only average; he might have a 60% win rate in a 1v1, but in a 1v5...

Let alone Lola, even someone as risk-taking as myself would probably find it difficult to do so.

Stop! It's simply impossible!

With five assault rifles, the best option is to find a solid rock formation to hold, and then call the police.

Facing the enemy head-on means certain death!

Anyone who comes will die!

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Lola's face, but she still stubbornly insisted, "I acted impulsively at the time, maybe I was just lucky..."

Julie shook her head helplessly, still not believing it.

"Alright, the on-site investigation will probably take a while. Do you have a place to stay? If not, come to my place. I'm about to get off work."

Lola looked up and saw dark clouds drifting across the sky, making the lights in her apartment on the ninth floor seem even brighter.

Regardless of whether it was dangerous or not, she definitely couldn't stay in this place anymore; she was still shaken by the nightmarish experience she had just gone through.

I should find a place to stay, but if I live with Julie, can I guarantee that I won't give myself away in the slightest?