Li lived in a shabby neighborhood in Beijing.
Li’s home was only a tiny room furnished with a bed, a wardrobe, two desks, and three wooden stools.
Li, who was in his forties, once suffered from a strange illness that twisted and deformed his body. He was constrained in bed all the time, and the doctors could do nothing about it. Upon Li’s taking up Dafa, the strange illness miraculously cured. His wife and daughter began practicing Dafa too.
Soon after the persecution began, Li went to practice the Dafa exercises in Tiananmen Square along with a lot of Dafa practitioners.
The policemen, plain-clothes, and hired ruffians in the square surrounded the Dafa practitioners, ferociously beat them and shoved them into the police cars.
When a police car full of practitioners was about to get going, Li suddenly broke away from the policemen beating him and dashed over to sit in front of the wheel!
The policemen were all shaken!