Chapter 27

At such a critical moment, she still acts like a spoiled little miss. Do I have to beg her now?

Lin Yihang was really getting angry. If that were the case, he would rather not use Yang Tingting's help, considering it a mistake to have thought highly of her and deciding to cut ties with her from then on.

"Such a petty mind! Alright, alright, I was wrong with my tone just now." Yang Tingting pouted, actually feeling a bit flustered inside, but her expression remained well-masked.

"Zhou Zhentao, the chief of Shuncheng Public Security Bureau, is my father's comrade-in-arms. Our families are very close. You didn't shoot anyone just now, and they were the ones who were in the wrong first. If I ask Uncle Zhou to intervene, it shouldn't be a problem." Yang Tingting said.

"Thanks! I owe you one." Lin Yihang said.

Yang Tingting opened her mouth but didn't say much more.

She knew that although she had apologized, Lin Yihang wouldn't be completely free of resentment so quickly.

"Whoosh!"

Lin Yihang threw the gun to the ground, where it slid over two meters and stopped in front of Chief Ma.

Chief Ma shuddered, squinting his swollen eyes to look, but he didn't dare to reach for it... He was truly terrified!

"Hmph! Scum!"

Lin Yihang snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Yang Tingting, while making a phone call, followed him.

Wang Hao and the others hesitated for a moment but also followed out.

After these people left, the few police officers hiding in the corridor rushed in, some to save the injured, some to call the station, and some to call 120, all in a flurry.

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Just finishing a dinner, Zhou Zhentao, slightly tipsy from a couple of drinks, felt a bit dizzy and lay on the sofa to rest.

The weather in April wasn't hot, just warm. However, the sun shining through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, combined with the heat from his athletic build and the alcohol, made him feel a bit restless. He unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his well-toned upper body, which remained firm despite his middle age due to regular exercise.

Beside him, Mrs. Zhou, who had just finished washing the dishes, was also feeling a bit restless, her eyes occasionally glancing over. Zhou Zhentao's masculine figure made her heart flutter.

Spring is the season when all animals come into heat, including humans. It's said that even the incidence of rape increases in spring. With the warm weather and blooming flowers, people's desires also rise with the temperature.

Moreover, Mrs. Zhou was not yet forty, in the prime of her life. She crossed her legs tightly and wriggled her hips, feeling a bit restless.

Zhou Zhentao, catching this scene from the corner of his eye, knew that this old woman was getting frisky. However, he wasn't interested. He was tired of the old, dry butt. How could it compare to the new girl, Liu, in the archives department? Fresh out of university, in the bloom of youth, with smooth skin and a tender lower body... No! He couldn't think about it; just thinking about it made him hard.

"Old ghost! You're still not settled at your age!"

Mrs. Zhou, who had been paying attention, immediately noticed the small tent and gave Zhou Zhentao a flirtatious look, reaching out to touch him.

This was a misunderstanding.

Zhou Zhentao sighed inwardly. This old woman was still being self-important, thinking someone was still interested in her frisky ways!

However, he couldn't be too cold, after all, they were married. He still had to fulfill his marital duties. Besides, the warm sun, the slight buzz from the alcohol, and the fantasies about Liu had stirred his desires. Not releasing them would be quite uncomfortable.

Old Zhao, the deputy director of the bureau, had a good saying... An old pussy can still be plowed!

Thinking this, Zhou Zhentao smiled, reaching out to touch Mrs. Zhou, sliding his hand under her blouse... The skin was loose, and her breasts had sagged; they were no match for Liu!

Zhou Zhentao sighed inwardly.

Mrs. Zhou, of course, didn't know what her husband was thinking, assuming she still had some allure and was attractive to him. Already in heat, she couldn't resist when he touched her.

With no one else in the living room, they had no qualms. As an old married couple, they didn't need much foreplay. In a short time, their two white bodies were entwined.

Zhou Zhentao went straight to work, his meat rod plunging into the wetness... Thud thud thud!

Old Zhou was performing exceptionally well today, his meat rod hard and thick, and in just a few thrusts, Mrs. Zhou's lower body was getting wet, gradually entering the best state... Suddenly, a ringtone interrupted.

Zhou Zhentao's thrusting stopped immediately, his hands gripping the sofa, about to pull out.

Mrs. Zhou was unhappy, her hands sliding down to hold Zhou's hips, her legs wrapping around his waist, and skillfully guiding the rod back into her.

"What call is so urgent? Finish first, then answer!"

Zhou Zhentao was very annoyed at being interrupted. Even if it was just an old pussy, being interrupted during intimate moments with a young girl would be frustrating!

However, out of habit, his phone was always within reach and never turned off. Seeing the name on the screen, his body shuddered.

Ignoring his wife, he picked up the phone, his face now showing a kind smile.

"Hehe, Tingting! Why are you calling Uncle Zhou?"

"Hello, Uncle Zhou!" Yang Tingting greeted with a smile.

"Hehe, good, good, good!" Zhou Zhentao smiled, thinking that well-bred people really had good manners.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Yang Tingting continue, almost scaring him to death:

"It's nothing serious, just that I was almost gang-raped by a group of small-time hooligans at the Yellow River Restaurant, and then almost shot by some Chief Ma."

Smack!

As soon as Yang Tingting finished speaking, Zhou Zhentao clearly heard a loud thud, the sound of the phone hitting the ground.

"Hey, what's going on..."

"Shut up! Get the phone!"

A man and a woman's anxious voices. The woman's voice was flirtatious, making one suspect their state.

Zhou Zhentao was truly terrified!

Who was Yang Tingting? Her father was Zhou Zhentao's comrade-in-arms. Out of comrade loyalty, Zhou Zhentao couldn't let anything happen to Yang Tingting in his jurisdiction.

More importantly, Yang Tingting's grandfather was a high-ranking official, someone who could influence national policies.

Zhou Zhentao didn't know this at first. In his impression, Old Yang, his comrade, was just an excellent individual, with no apparent differences from others. Who would have thought he had such a powerful family background?

Zhou Zhentao still remembered the shock of discovering this secret three years ago. It was when Yang Tingting was admitted to Shuncheng No. 1 High School, and Zhou Zhentao went to his comrade's house to congratulate them.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw an old man. This old man occasionally appeared on the news. Zhou Zhentao, who followed politics, couldn't possibly not recognize him. If he had any doubts about his appearance, the old man's demeanor, authority, and the presence of his secretary and guards left no room for doubt.

Zhou Zhentao was stunned on the spot.

Fortunately, the old man was kind, chatting with him about family matters and finally entrusting him to take good care of his granddaughter... The fact that Old Yang used the word "entrust" made Zhou Zhentao take it very seriously.

If it weren't for Yang's father emphasizing that he didn't want his daughter to live a privileged life and asking Zhou Zhentao to keep it a secret, Zhou Zhentao would have even considered assigning 24/7 protection.

If anything happened to Yang Tingting here... Zhou Zhentao couldn't even imagine the consequences!

"Y-You... Are you okay?" Zhou Zhentao was so nervous he stuttered.

"For now, I'm fine. But Chief Ma is still threatening to arrest me and my friends. I don't know what will happen next." Yang Tingting's tone was calm.

"What the hell is Ma Jianguo up to?" Zhou Zhentao roared, "Tingting, don't be afraid. I'll be there right away to deal with those bastards for you!"

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou." Yang Tingting said and hung up.

Zhou Zhentao had no mood left. He grabbed his wife's thigh and pulled, the meat rod now limp and soft.

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