I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

Li Ang crouched down, his gaze fixed on the disheveled Karen:

"Karen? Are you alright?"

"?!?!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Karen was immediately startled.

With great effort, she lifted her tear-filled eyes and, in the dim light of the mouse hole, carefully discerned the face of the hero before her.

A loose-fitting plaid shirt.

The handsome profile of a young Chinese-American boy.

Karen's breath hitched, and her voice trembled as she said:

"You are...you are..."

"Li Ang?!"

She reached out and touched the person's arm in disbelief, as if to confirm that this wasn't a hallucination:

"God... how could it be you?!"

"It's me, of course it's me."

Li Ang firmly and steadily grasped Karen's outstretched hand, even in the mood to joke:

"What, you don't want it to be me?"

"Li Ang, it really is you! Thank goodness, it really is you!"

Karen finally confirmed that it really was Li Ang.

He was overjoyed.

Her lips trembled, and tears welled up uncontrollably again.

This time, Karen didn't put on airs like she usually did.

Ignoring her shyness, she buried her face in Li Ang's arms.

She pressed her forehead against Li Ang's shoulder, her back trembling as she cried.

The exhaustion from surviving the ordeal and the frustration of being humiliated made Karen disregard all decorum at that moment.

Right now, all she wants to do is fully enjoy the feeling of depending on others.

Li Ang was slightly swayed by Karen's sudden hug.

He was slightly surprised. Didn't the system tell him that Karen was a strong female lead who liked submissive characters and enjoyed the pleasure of being relied upon by others?

Why does it feel like she's the submissive one now?

However, as a seasoned expert in picking up girls, Li Ang was naturally not clueless about romance.

He instantly switched to the role of an elderly father.

The hand, which had been suspended in mid-air, paused for a moment before falling down without hesitation.

He held Karen in his arms like he was comforting a daughter, gently patting her back.

Karen's father was also a police officer.

Many years ago, he heroically sacrificed himself to protect his partner, Detective Miller.

Therefore, after Karen grew up, she never experienced the warmth of being cared for and embraced by a man again.

This also fostered her independence and her habit of liking to be seen as someone others could rely on.

Now, after experiencing the dramatic changes in the mouse hole, Karen seems to have transformed back into the little girl who longed for her father's embrace years ago.

Karen buried her head even deeper, her entire face nestled in Li Ang's arms.

They greedily inhaled the smell of gunpowder emanating from the boy.

Li Ang patted her back slowly, which made her feel very at ease.

Karen's previously stiff shoulders gradually slumped.

Her sobs were intermittent, like when she was a child and her father would pick her up after she fell and hurt herself; she sounded incredibly aggrieved.

Li Ang gently cupped Karen's face in his hands; the girl's face was streaked with tears.

Her delicate and fragile appearance immediately made Li Ang's heart tremble.

He couldn't resist leaning down and kissing Karen on the cheek.

Karen was taken aback and stared at Li Ang in surprise.

Li Ang did not stop in time, but instead kissed her lips without regard for the consequences.

Karen froze, her hand poised to push Li Ang away from his chest, but then she abruptly stopped.

She remembered how she had rigidly adhered to dogma, almost causing everyone's death.

Karen steeled herself, closed her eyes, and awkwardly went to meet him.

When they parted, both of them were breathing heavily.

Karen's ears burned and her cheeks flushed.

Feeling guilty, she turned her head away and wiped her face, saying shyly:

"Li Ang, what are you doing here... and we..."

"Oh no, don't ask those questions yet."

Leon suddenly interrupted Karen, his gaze shifting to Detective Miller not far away, his expression instantly turning serious:

"It's all my fault. I was so excited to see you that I forgot about Officer Miller. He looks like he's about to collapse."

Karen only realized it belatedly.

Overwhelmed by the joy of surviving a close call, she had exchanged pleasantries with Li Ang and had completely forgotten what the world was like.

Only after calming down did he suddenly remember Detective Miller, who was seriously injured.

The two rushed to Detective Miller's side.

His face was ashen.

Blood was still seeping from his shoulder and forehead.

The dark red patch on the ground was getting bigger and bigger.

Karen, who had received pre-job medical training, immediately reached out to press on Miller's shoulder wound upon seeing the injury.

The severity of her injuries weighed heavily on Karen's mind, causing her hands to tremble uncontrollably.

"My God... Commander Miller is bleeding too fast. At this rate, he might not even make it to the hospital before he..."

Li Ang frowned and urged:

"Don't you have a walkie-talkie? Quickly contact backup and an ambulance!"

Karen shook her head, sobbing as she said:

"No, we've already tried calling for help. The cell tower in this underpass is destroyed, and there's no signal at all on walkie-talkies or cell phones."

Seeing Detective Miller's breathing grow weaker and weaker, Karen panicked.

He even went so far as to ask Li Ang, who was younger than him, for help:

"What should we do, Li Ang? It's all my fault. Commander Miller is going to die... It's all my fault..."

"Relax, Karen, don't worry, I have a plan."

Karen was both surprised and delighted:

"What's your plan?"

Li Ang turned and ran towards the corner where Elmer had been hiding.

A white pharmacy bag was pulled out from a pile of construction debris.

This was originally a medical kit he bought to curry favor with Elmer.

But at this moment, it became Detective Miller's lifeline.

Li Ang was incredibly fast, completing a round trip in less than a minute.

Upon opening the packaging, the bag contained a complete set of medicines.

It contains anti-inflammatory drugs, hemostatic drugs, painkillers, bandages, and everything else.

"Press and hold here!"

Li Ang handed the bandage to Karen, asking her to help him perform emergency hemostasis on Detective Miller.

Unexpectedly, Karen's hands were shaking so badly that she was unable to hold the bandage properly and was unable to help at all.

Li Ang didn't waste any words.

He first methodically cleaned Miller's head and shoulders with alcohol, then disinfected them with iodine, and finally applied hemostatic medicine.

Finally, he snatched the bandage from Karen and quickly wrapped it tightly around the wound to apply pressure.

As for the oral painkillers, since Miller was unconscious and unable to swallow, Li Ang simply chewed the pills in his own mouth and fed them to Miller whole with his hand.

After all this was done, the bleeding from Miller's wound slowly stopped.

Karen felt a mix of self-reproach, surprise, and gratitude. She asked Li Ang in astonishment:

"My goodness, Li Ang, thank goodness you're here, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do. How can your bandaging skills be so good? It's just as good as the officers we train in emergency response! It's truly amazing!"

"Perhaps it's a matter of practice makes perfect?"

"Practice makes perfect?"

"Yes, I used to be bullied and injured by my classmates, and I always bandaged myself."

Li Ang continued working with his hands, without even looking up, and said:

"Later, when my parents were caught doing dirty work and were beaten half to death, I was the one who helped them deal with it. After doing it so many times, I naturally got the hang of it."