Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 115 Qi Refining Level Nine, Traitor in the Military

When Han Chuan Mei Yue opened her eyes after her afternoon nap, the first thing she saw was the handsome face of a young man.

Nestled in the boy's arms, her comforting embrace made her feel safe and secure; she hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time.

Her gaze fell on the boy's lips, which were beautifully shaped and, combined with his handsome features, were almost flawless.

Recalling the sensation of that kiss, her heart still raced a little.

In this new environment, the two are detached from their original social backgrounds. In this unfamiliar place, no one cares about their identities, nor are they afraid of being noticed.

Therefore, there's always this feeling that it's not a problem to let the other party take a little advantage.

No wonder some people's relationships change drastically after traveling; either they get together after the trip or they break up.

But Mizuki Hanakawa is certain that they will not be the latter; the two are familiar enough with each other that they do not need to go through a trip to get to know each other.

As for the former, the two of them have hung out together before, unless this brat insists.

Mizuki Hanakawa considered herself to be very self-controlled.

Without thinking further, she poked Han Chuanyou's face and said, "Get up."

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Han Chuan You opened her eyes and nuzzled against Mei Yue's neck: "I don't want to get up, Mei Yue, sleep with me a little longer."

It's so comfortable to sleep with Meiyue in my arms. Her figure is even better than those life-size body pillows. Plus, she smells so good. It's a top-notch enjoyment for both mind and body.

Han Chuan Meiyue looked helpless: "Alright, aren't you going to let go of me? Aren't you going out to play this afternoon?"

"Let me calm down first."

Why slow down? Just as she was wondering, Han Chuan Meiyue felt something was wrong in her lower abdomen.

"You brat, you're always in heat."

"This is beyond my control. Boys are like this when they first wake up. Mizuki, please help your brother."

Han Chuan You Tian shamelessly rubbed against her, making Han Chuan Mei Yue feel flustered.

"Believe it or not, I'll snap it in two!"

She tensed her thighs and exerted a little force.

Han Chuan You gasped and couldn't help but hug the round moon behind Mei Yue.

Mizuki and Yuri each have their own unique thrills.

A strange sensation also arose deep within Han Chuan Mei Yue's body.

She couldn't stand the brat anymore and pushed him away.

"Alright, that's enough. I don't want to smell like fish."

Seeing that he had succeeded, Han Chuan Youye released his arms from her and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Where should we go this afternoon?"

Meiyue sat on the edge of the bed, adjusting her skirt. Inadvertently, a section of her fair and smooth thigh was revealed. It was this guy who had ruined things just now, and Hanchuan You couldn't help but pinch it.

Mizuki Hanakawa slapped his hand away: "Let's go for a ride on the Fukuki Forest Road in Bise. You can rent bicycles there and enjoy the scenery while riding."

"Understood, let's go."

The two didn't follow the plan completely in the afternoon.

They weren't the type to rush through their itinerary. They stopped to take photos wherever they saw something beautiful, and went into an interesting shrine to pay their respects. They didn't feel any sense of urgency as travelers.

After exploring the area, we ended the day with a meal of Ryukyu specialty pork kaku-ni (pork belly stew), which was quite delicious and had a similar feel to Dongpo pork.

And so the day ends.

At night, the sound of waves crashing against the shore echoes from the distant coastline, one after another, bringing a sense of calm to the heart.

Meiyue had been out shopping all afternoon and was exhausted. She snuggled into bed and soon fell into a deep sleep, her breathing even and long.

In the next room, Han Chuanyou sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a spirit stone in his palm. Spiritual energy was drawn from the stone in thin threads and flowed into his dantian, circulating slowly through his meridians.

As the spirit stone turned into ordinary stone, the fluctuations of spiritual energy on his body gradually intensified, surging like a tide, and finally broke through the critical point.

Qi Refining Level 9

He opened his eyes, a glint of inspiration flashing in them. Once the spiritual energy in his dantian was fully saturated, he could then try to liquefy his spiritual energy, break through that threshold, and enter the Foundation Establishment stage.

He stood up, his bones cracking softly, then clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him.

My physical strength has improved to a whole new level.

I have now fully mastered the Fireball spell I just learned.

Han Chuanyou listened to the sounds from next door, confirmed that Mizuki was fast asleep, and smiled slightly. It was time to go out for a stroll and start his Grim Reaper business.

He took out the sub-talent of the Mother-Child Early Warning Array from his storage ring and stuck it under the bed in case Mizuki suddenly came looking for him. Then he sank down and fled towards the Kume area.

As a hotspot for violent crimes committed by American soldiers, going there is definitely the right thing to do.

Shinta Kishimoto runs a bar that mainly caters to local residents and tourists, and of course, it also attracts soldiers who love to drink and cause trouble.

It's one thing for those soldiers to cause trouble after drinking, but the day before yesterday they actually wanted to cooperate with me to sell some so-called high-energy stuff.

The other party promised to give him 20% of the profits and said that he had connections and would be protected, but he refused without even thinking about it.

These military bases are already atrocious enough; it's impossible for them to further destroy what little young people they have left and turn them into drug addicts.

After handing the bar over to the staff, Shinta Kishimoto pulled out his little motorcycle, ready to ride home.

Unbeknownst to him, several drunk soldiers behind him noticed him. After exchanging a few words, they completely disregarded what had just happened—

Having drunk quite a bit, he got into the car and followed them.

On the jeep.

David, sitting in the driver's seat, licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with lust, looking impatient: "This time we have to teach that boss a lesson. Did you see his wife when we came to the bar last time? Her ass is huge, looks like it would be comfortable to sit on."

The passenger in the passenger seat was a dark-skinned soldier named Larry. Hearing this, he chuckled and said, "Of course I saw him, and his daughter too. She's incredibly beautiful. Who's going first?"

"Of course, I'll go first. I've been eyeing his wife's big ass for ages. Don't try to take it from me."

Paul in the back row chuckled, "Then I'll take care of his daughter. I like young girls. We'll tie the boss up and just watch. That'll be exciting!"

"You really know how to play."

Inside the car, another round of vulgar language erupted as people began planning their next move.

The three men were the same soldiers who discussed cooperation with Shinta Kishimoto the day before yesterday. Last month, they assaulted a teenage girl and even made the local news.

However, after the incident, he was only confined at the base for half a month before being released, and his rank was not reduced.

After all, they were highly regarded up there. They were originally just small-time hoodlums selling goods on the streets back home. Later, they got into trouble with other gangs and couldn't make a living anymore, so they decided to join the army to make a living.

You ask why they can join the military despite their numerous misdeeds? Of course, it's because the US military has such lenient background checks that there's practically no political vetting, and all sorts of crimes can be exempted from military service.

The Marine Corps, where they are, has an entrance exam with a maximum score of 100, and a score of 10 is considered passing. Even those with a history of drug use can easily get in.

After they arrived, they curried favor with their superiors and, with the help of a stable supply of goods from America and their skilled sales techniques, resumed their old business here.

Because they had helped their superiors amass a great deal of wealth, and even the most serious crimes they committed were protected by their superiors, coupled with the previous few lenient punishments, they became increasingly lawless.

Since the bar owner is so unreasonable, they won't hold back.

They've been holding back for a while now.